I Became the Cure for the Cursed Prince - Chapter 136 (R19)

Leon stood frozen, his expression dazed, as Lucas stripped off the last piece of clothing. The moment Lucas was completely bare, Leon began undressing himself as well. He approached Lucas urgently and kissed him, their lips locking with intensity. As his tongue teased the roof of Lucas’s mouth, his fingers lightly pinched his chest.

“Ahh…” Lucas gasped, toes curling as a wave of sensation swept through his entire body, starting from his feet and rushing all the way to his head. His arousal, which had started the moment they entered the room, had now reached its peak, swollen and pulsing with need. Lucas grabbed Leon firmly.

“You haven’t even started yet,” he whispered breathlessly.

“I’m ready… so please, hurry.”

“Just wait a little. I need to prepare too,” Leon said gently.

Lucas glanced down at what was in his hand. What more preparation could be needed, when his own hand could barely contain it? The moment he let go, Leon’s desire sprang upward, already more than ready. Yet Leon still didn’t seem to be in any rush.

As Leon focused only on Lucas’s chest, pressing and teasing it almost to the point of pain, Lucas grew desperate.

“I… I can’t wait… maybe I should take the suppressant after all…”

“You’re the one who said you wanted to get pregnant,” Leon reminded him calmly. “You’re the one who told me not to take the inhibitor.”

Lucas felt like he was losing control. Leon had no intention of relieving him right away. Overwhelmed, Lucas slid his hand downward and reached between his legs, where the evidence of his arousal was already clear. The warmth and slickness only heightened the urgency. His body felt like it was begging, as if even his fingers might be pulled in if he didn’t act soon.

Lucas swallowed hard as he slowly slipped a finger inside himself. His thighs shook with frustration. He wanted to relieve the unbearable itch deep within, but he could not quite reach it.

Leon, who had just lifted his lips from Lucas’s chest, looked at him and let out a breathless laugh.

“There’s no way your fingers can reach that far.”

“Then help me… please… ah, ahh…” Lucas moaned, unable to finish a sentence as he kept trying.

His fingers moved in and out of his entrance, but the sensation only made things worse. The flushed skin around the area pulsed, wet and sensitive, as if it was pulling him in deeper, desperate to be filled.

Leon ran a hand through his hair and exhaled. “This is driving me insane.”

It was a scene almost too much to bear. Leon took Lucas’s hand and gently pulled it away, then knelt between his legs. Holding Lucas’s thighs, he spread them apart and pressed himself forward until the head of his length touched the opening.

The sight made Leon’s eyes burn red with heat. Lucas’s entrance pulsed, twitching slightly as it welcomed the contact, and his entire body was warm like molten metal.

Leon leaned down and kissed Lucas, then entered him in one smooth motion.

“Aah…!”

Lucas’s breath caught in his throat. The pressure and fullness made his entire body react at once. The place that had been waiting so long for this now clung to Leon, surrounding him completely. The sensation was overwhelming, as if every part of Lucas had come alive and was reacting to the slightest touch.

“You… it’s too deep…”

“Does that feel better now?” Leon asked, his voice soft but full of need.

But the heat was not fading. Instead, it was building, spreading through Lucas’s stomach and chest, making it harder to think or breathe. This hunger, born during his heat cycle, could not be satisfied so easily.

“No… it’s not enough. I need more… I want more…”

Leon’s voice was low, almost growling. “You really are something.”

Lucas wrapped his legs around Leon’s waist, pulling him closer. The motion made everything more intense, and Leon responded to his plea by moving faster. Every thrust seemed to reach deeper, and every breath between them grew heavier.

“Sometimes you are just too tempting,” Leon whispered as he gripped Lucas’s hips and began to move with more purpose. Lucas’s body was not small, yet it rocked beneath him, his back arching as the sheets twisted beneath them.

Leon repeated the motion, drawing out before sliding back in fully. The rhythm sent waves of pleasure through Lucas, and his eyes began to clear as his mind returned to focus.

“I… I think I’m starting to feel better…”

“But this isn’t just about you,” Leon said with a serious tone. “You triggered my rut cycle early. You don’t get to be the only one satisfied.”

Leon shifted Lucas’s legs higher over his arms and brought his face close to his.

“Keep them open for me.”

Even though Lucas was the one who spread his legs, it was not embarrassment that overwhelmed him, but the powerful stimulation. The movement continued, firm and unrelenting, touching exactly where he felt it the most.

“I… I can’t… I’m going to…”

It did not take long. The intensity was like being lifted into the sky and dropped into the sea. Lucas’s body tensed as he reached his peak. The reaction came so fast that his entire body shivered with release.

Leon saw the result and only moved harder, more urgently.

“Wait… just a second…”

But the heat and sensitivity after his release made every touch unbearable. Sparks flew behind his eyes, and his body trembled. He could not control the way his muscles locked or the chill that ran down his back. Still, Leon did not stop.

The place where the mark was carved on his skin began to sting faintly, and all of his senses narrowed to that single point. He could not speak. He could not see clearly. He could only feel.

Breathless and flushed, Leon watched Lucas fall apart beneath him. He bit his lip hard, trying to steady himself. Lucas opened his eyes slowly, and tears had already filled them. They fell silently down his cheeks.

“Please… stop now.”

Sometimes, when the pleasure became too overwhelming, Lucas would begin to cry and plead for Leon to stop. But every time Lucas shed tears like that, Leon found himself even more overcome with emotion. He felt powerless, as though he should be the one begging instead.

“Just a little more… please?” Leon whispered, gently licking the tears from Lucas’s cheeks as he tried to comfort him.

Lucas finally relaxed, releasing the tension in his body with a reluctant breath.

“I’ll be gentle now. Just a little longer, okay?” Leon whispered.

He kept reassuring him with soft words as he moved. The sounds between them became a messy, echoing rhythm of breath and sensation, the result of their closeness. Leon tried to control himself, slowing his movements at times, but eventually the rising tension would take over, and he would lose control again. Lucas could only lie there, barely able to speak, his lips parting slightly with each breath.

Leon found those lips beautiful. He knew they were open only to catch his breath, but still, every time he looked at them, he felt a rush of desire he could not resist. He leaned down and kissed them again.

Lucas endured the overwhelming waves of feeling by softly biting and licking Leon’s lips. Every breath Leon gave him seemed to carry a dizzying scent that sank deep into his chest. Every one of Leon’s touches made his mind spin, no matter how many nights they had spent like this.

It was a feeling Lucas could never get used to. He wondered how long Leon would continue to make him feel this way—and how long he would continue to respond so strongly in return. Even though he knew that nothing lasted forever, in this moment, he wanted to believe that this feeling would never fade.

As Leon moved with a deep sigh, still close inside him, Lucas looked up at his face. Even twisted with pleasure, Leon’s features were as beautiful as ever. His lips were tightly bitten as he tried to hold something back. Lucas reached up and gently bit his earlobe.

Leon gasped. “You can’t just do that out of nowhere…”

“You ignore my pleas too,” Lucas murmured.

Then he tightened around him, trying to finish things quickly and escape from the overwhelming sensations. But what he had forgotten was that his own heat cycle had triggered Leon’s rut.

Leon couldn’t hold back. With a sharp breath, he gave in completely, releasing deep inside. But instead of fading, his desire flared up again, as if it had never ended.

“Wujin… doing that only makes me want you more,” he whispered.

Hearing the name from his past life sent a spark through Lucas’s body. His skin tingled, and he began to heat up all over again.

“Just because I finished doesn’t mean it’s over,” Leon said, wrapping his arms around Lucas’s shoulders as he gently moved his hips again.

Lucas reached up and held him close. He could feel Leon’s heartbeat through his chest, fast and strong. That warmth felt like a painkiller, numbing the aching sensitivity in his body. His heart started pounding just as fast, reacting to Leon’s.

He was on fire again. Lucas held him tighter.

“Leon… Leon…”

Hearing his name again and again made Leon start moving once more. He pressed deeper, filling Lucas completely. After a while, Leon gently turned Lucas over, now moving from behind. He leaned forward, biting gently at the back of Lucas’s neck as he slid back inside. This time, it felt heavier and fuller, filling every part of him.

Lucas gasped for air, mouth open as his breath quickened. The heat from their movements rubbed against his skin. Every push sent ripples through his body, causing his head to bump lightly against the bed frame.

Leon panted hard, pulling back and pushing forward again in a steady rhythm. Lucas could feel the weight of each movement, the heat rising again. Leon’s breath brushed against the back of his neck. Though Lucas could not see him, he imagined the deep crease between his brows.

Leon’s heart pounded against Lucas’s back, and his sweat dripped down his spine, pooling where their bodies stayed joined.

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