W2 (15) [R17]

‘?!?!?!!’

Exclamation marks were still going off Dina’s head when Genad suddenly moved.

Before Feral could get what was happening, he had been swooped right off his feet and into the arms of Genad in a princess carry as the domineering male strode pridefully like a male peacock unto the stage along with a flushed-up Feral who had his hands over his face.

He could hear the giggles, the teases, and the whistles of the crowd and for the first time in a long time, Dina felt truly embarrassed which all showed when Feral buried his face deeply into Genad’s embrace.

‘But... he smells like the spring, so soothing…’

/ Awemeter Increased to 30% /

“Okay! It’s a rather peculiar rite for all who become the best couple of the Coupling Fest to have discreetly received a flower from the cupids! So would this young couple please look through their items for any love-shaped box?” the female announcer on stage urged on.

After gently placing Feral down, under the probing eyes of the audience, the two took out the love-shaped box in their items which were made easier with Paws who was inside sneakily handing it over to them.

‘It really was there, how did they…?’ Dina wondered. However looking towards the unconcerned Genad, she could deduce that he probably knew when the so-called ‘cupids’ stuck the boxes in.

It was a special mana box that preserved flowers for a couple of days and so on bringing out the flowers, they were still as fresh as ever.

On Genad’s hands was a black tulip which was so dark yet as glaring as not to be obscured even in the dim conditions of the night as for Feral, his was a yellow tulip.

However, the instance his hands touched the tulip in an attempt to raise it up it blossomed fiercely, verily changing to a lovely blue rose which shone a mysterious light.

“Woah! A rose?!” voices exclaimed causing Feral to flinch slightly, luckily no one actually saw the real flower’s nature before it changed so the cupids would be left to take this bullet.

‘Thank goodness!’

The arena instantly became noisy, the symbol of the human race was tulips whereas that of the elves was roses so it was quite odd for the cupid to gift a rose and not just any rose but the rarest of them all which bloomed in the hands of only the hands of a selected few—a blue rose.

This couple was indeed unique.

This however was not enough to ruin the event as the announcer with a cough explained that the couple would be paid a short visit later on to not only have the flowers' significance explained but to have their one wish granted.

“And for the last event of all, since it's nearly time for the visualization to occur, we’ll be asking this young couple to grace us tonight with their most passionate kiss!”

‘Wait what?! I kinda expected this but now that it’s happening—woah!!’

Feral felt his eyes spin and then the next second he found himself in Genad’s arms once more—he had been finding himself there for quite an amount of times today, huh? He wriggled around until he was eventually stopped by Genad’s glare.

“M-master, this isn’t right…! We shouldn’t… I mean…” he muttered embarrassed while looking away.

“Shhhhh,” Genad shushed as he leaned in closer with his hands on Feral’s jaw.

However, on seeing Feral nearly hyperventilating as he closed his eyes pitifully in await of his fate, Genad grasped onto his hand softly before suddenly clenching it tight in a bid to comfort him.

“Calm down, it’s just me,” Genad started. “We’ve done this before, just think of it as last time.”

‘Calm down?! It’s just you! Ha! Tough talk for someone who nearly drowned me!’

Seeing Feral pout cutely, Genad could guess what was going through his mind and found himself sighing helplessly, how was he to coax this little animal now huh?

“Won’t you do it as a favor?” Genad suddenly started gaining him a questioning look from Feral. “For the festival.”

‘This sneaky little…’

Feral’s eyes widened the next moment and after a series of thoughts nodded softly, almost too soft to see but was caught right away by Genad’s eyes.

Genad smirked widely and before Feral could get himself, his vision spun once more and suddenly all he could see was a pair of teasing green eyes, and then bam! Thin lips smashed right unto his own.

‘Mpmm?!’

Once again, Genad’s entire senses were overwhelmed with the seductive lore of roses which overshadowed everything else around him. He felt like he was in a garden surrounded by the best roses the kingdom of Styr could ever offer and he was being drunk in their alluring vanity which he just couldn’t get enough of. And like a poor male addicted to this venom he found himself thoroughly seduced, thoroughly submerged unto the deep valleys of such mind-binding poison.

“Ugh-!”

Feral whimpered softly as he felt Genad lean in even more whilst still holding him by the waist, with how tilted they were Feral felt that he could fall off at any second if Genad let go, this thought caused a slight fear to envelop him causing him to tighten his hold on Genad’s neck unconsciously deepening the kiss.

He felt his lips tingle with how rough Genad was being and as their lips collided he felt every other extraneous thought varnish and his whole mind was filled with a drowning pleasure that left his consciousness barely hanging.

It wasn’t only his lips, from his head down to his very feet were filled with shivers and he could feel his strength draining. It was like electricity, like the sharp sting that attacked one leaving them in a daze, only he felt this sting rushing continuously through his body and giving him so much stimulation his knees weakened making him lean over into Genad’s hands.

But Genad wasn’t over, for some reason, he seemed to be lost in some kind of daze and even his eyes that were staring ferociously at Feral’s were clouded by something thick and rich. Something addicting and the same feeling that had blurred Feral’s senses—lust.

“AH!”

Feral yelped the next minute when he felt his feet off the ground, Genad had lifted him up! But before he could get himself or even speak a word, his lips were covered again and this time without warning Genad intruded into his mouth.

“Ah., ugh, no…, huff...!”

Feral whined as he felt Genad’s tongue entangle with his, roughly leading him into a dazzling pleasure that bind his very soul. The slimy feeling that came along with the entangling was captivating in a naughty way.

The scents of early spring and roses mingled together filling up their entire senses and the two couldn’t help but drown in each other’s taste.

And as the two finally pulled away with Feral who was gasping direly for breath and Genad who was panting while still desiring the poisonous roses filled with sweet vanity that had one asking for more, the sky suddenly sparkled.

‘…huh? Is that?!’