I Became the Cure for the Cursed Prince - Chapter 137 (R19)

Seeing Lucas’s head repeatedly bump against the top, Leon reached out and gently cradled it to prevent further impact. Then, with a firm motion, he lifted his waist.

“Ugh, ah—!”

The sudden depth of movement sent a jolt through Lucas, the unfamiliar sensation striking him more vividly than before.

A strange pressure built inside him. It felt as though something might be released, even though there was nothing left.

“No, please…” Lucas whispered, his voice trembling as he crawled forward in a desperate attempt to escape.

Leon paused. He reached out and firmly took hold of Lucas’s wrists, gently pulling him back. As Lucas’s upper body was lifted, a new sensation stirred within him.

Leon moved with control, withdrawing slowly before pushing forward again with force. The motion awakened something deeper, something intense and overwhelming.

A faint warmth trickled down Lucas’s thigh, the remnants of what had already been spent. The sound of their bodies moving filled the room, quiet but unmistakable.

“Ah, ah! Leon…”

Lucas’s voice trembled as his vision blurred. The room around him seemed to warp, the overwhelming sensation making it harder to stay present. He could no longer hold it in. A terrible fear crept in—that if this continued, he might lose control completely.

Tears welled up in his eyes. “Please… that’s enough. I feel like I’m going to cry.”

Leon said nothing at first. His focus remained steady, and Lucas could barely form the words he needed. He wanted to explain that it wasn’t just exhaustion or discomfort. It was something else, something he didn’t know how to say aloud. But no sound came.

All the while, Leon continued, paying attention only to the most sensitive spots, making it harder for Lucas to resist.

Lucas clenched his jaw and tried to hold on. “This is driving me crazy,” he whispered under his breath.

Leon let out a quiet gasp, almost as if in awe. Even without any motion, Lucas could feel a deep tremble from within, as though his body responded on its own.

Even without moving, Lucas’s body reacted on its own. His muscles trembled slightly, and it felt as though something deep inside was holding on tight. When Leon gently released the wrist he had been holding, Lucas’s head dropped forward, his face pressing into the pillow.

Soft, involuntary sounds escaped him. His back rose and fell with uneven breaths. Seeing Lucas like this, vulnerable and overwhelmed, made Leon’s thoughts blur. It felt like his mind was melting under the weight of the moment.

Leon licked his dry lips and shifted slowly. Lucas no longer made a sound. His body remained tense, as if he were holding something back. His skin was flushed, glowing red like the sky just before sunset.

Leon leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Lucas from behind, holding him close. The pressure between them increased. Lucas began to breathe more quickly, as though the closeness was too much, too intense.

Leon brought his lips close to Lucas’s ear and whispered softly, “What are you holding back? You do not have to. It is just the two of us. No one else matters right now.”

Lucas tried to respond, but only short, uneven breaths came out. His voice was caught somewhere between restraint and release.

Leon pressed his body closer and moved with urgency. A broken sound escaped Lucas’s lips. It was heavy, raw, and full of feeling.

They stayed like that for a while. Then, at some point, Lucas fell silent. The tightness inside faded, and his shoulders slowly sank into the sheets. It was as if his entire body had finally begun to relax.

Leon hesitated. He wondered if something had changed. Had Lucas reached his limit, or was he simply overwhelmed?

Lucas remained still. He did not speak. Yet his body stayed open, not resisting. The silence between them was deep, filled with something heavy and unspoken.

Leon watched him, unsure of what came next. Whatever had just passed between them had shifted the space entirely. The air felt thick, quiet, and impossibly still.

Each time Leon moved with force inside me, a wave of sensation surged through my entire body. It was intense, almost electric, leaving me breathless.

Soft, broken gasps began to fall from Leon’s lips. His warm breath grazed my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

Suddenly, I felt him pull away. The emptiness left behind was sharp, and a chill swept over me.

Goosebumps rose across my skin. My shoulders trembled, and without meaning to, a moan slipped from my lips, quiet but filled with everything I could not say aloud.

“Faster, please…” Lucas’s voice shook with urgency. At his plea, Leon responded by moving deeper with greater intensity.

Leon’s mouth moved across Lucas’s skin, from the nape of his neck to his earlobe and along his shoulder. Wherever his lips touched, they left behind faint bite marks, warm and lingering.

“Just a little more gently…” Lucas whispered, overwhelmed. The sensation surged through him, rising to the top of his head, impossible to ignore. The pressure inside was returning, stronger than before, and he could already tell he would not be able to hold it back.

Leon’s movements became more forceful. The air grew thick with heat and urgency.

Leon took a deep breath, his body trembling as the peak approached. Lucas felt the tension inside grow tight, as if neither of them could release what was building between them.

Leon slipped his hand beneath Lucas’s waist, pressing gently. The sheets beneath them were already damp and heavy, evidence of everything they had shared.

A quiet smile formed on Leon’s lips, full of satisfaction and pride.

“You too,” he said softly. “It is all right to let go.”

Leon, fully aware that Lucas had already climaxed, whispered softly and lifted him up without withdrawing from inside. Then, he immediately reached for his member.

The moment Leon’s hand made contact, Lucas trembled as if struck by lightning. The organ in his hand twitched as if alive, and then a clear stream burst forth from the tip like a fountain.

Leon parted his lips slightly, staring at the scene. The fluid spilled down, trickling along his wrist. It was too transparent to be called semen and too abundant to be called love fluid.

“Hnngh… haah, ah… ah!”

Lucas gasped and shuddered, surrendering his entire body to Leon as though in a dream. Holding his not-so-light frame firmly in place, Leon watched as the release continued.

This has never happened before…

Amazed by what he was witnessing, Leon gave the soaked member a few more light strokes. Only then did Lucas finally speak.

“Stop it, Leon. Please. I’m confused too right now.”

His voice was soaked with emotion. His eyes wouldn’t stop shaking. His body still trembled, his inner walls remained hot and tight, and his flushed skin was burning as if it couldn’t get any hotter. There wasn’t a single part of him that wasn’t utterly captivating.

“Then maybe I should keep going in a way that won’t confuse you.”

As Leon gently moved his member, which had started to harden again after seeing the liquid gush from Lucas’s body, Lucas gasped and twisted his waist in surprise.

“This is driving me crazy… hnnngh.”

“This isn’t something to be embarrassed about. It’s not what you think.”

Leon whispered gently, trying to comfort him. He said that if it were urine, it wouldn’t be so clear and clean. But Lucas didn’t look convinced. His hands stayed frozen, covering his face, too embarrassed to move.

The soaked and messy bed, the sweet scent coming from Lucas’s body, and the thick heat that filled the room all felt almost unreal.

“No one else knows this side of you. Not Michelle, not Sion, not even the children. This part of you belongs only to me.”

The thought made Leon so happy that he felt like running through the palace shouting for joy like a child.

Before he knew it, the trembling in Lucas’s body had stopped, and his breathing had settled into a steady rhythm. Lucas lowered the hands covering his face and slowly pushed himself up with all his strength. But Leon didn’t loosen the arm he had wrapped around Lucas’s waist.

“Why don’t you let go already?”

“Your voice sounds so cold.”

Leon pouted and rested his chin on Lucas’s shoulder as he spoke. Lucas lowered his head in resignation and mumbled that he was so embarrassed he could die. Leon tried to comfort him, saying there’s nothing for a couple with three children to be ashamed of, but it didn’t seem to help at all.

Even so, Leon found him so endearing that he couldn’t stop kissing Lucas’s flushed cheeks until he finally calmed down.

“Lucas, I’m actually happy. I’m so happy I could cry.”

At those heartfelt words, Lucas let out a faint, breathless laugh.

“I really tried to hold back.”

But he couldn’t. From the moment he first met Leon until now, it had always been the same. He didn’t want to give his heart, but he had no choice. The more he tried to stop things from becoming what they were, the more his heart gave in.

So, it was no surprise that he couldn’t withstand the storm that overtook him in bed.

“But when I’m with you, I can’t hold back at all. It makes me wonder if I’ve always been this weak to desire.”

“Yes. I love you too.”

No matter what happened or what words were spoken, the conclusion was always love. The two of them smiled and kissed, unable to hold back their laughter.

Lucas had a serious conversation with Leon about sending Elisha to the North. No matter how long they discussed it, the idea of adopting a prince of the empire as the heir to a grand duchy was not something that could be decided easily.

After talking through the night, they went to see Asili first thing in the morning to ask for her wisdom. They didn’t expect her to offer a perfect answer, but in a situation like this, she was the only one they could rely on.

“As a former empress, and more personally as Elisha’s grandmother, I have to say this is not something that should be done. You both understand that. However, speaking now as a mother who once sent her child to the North before his time…”

Asili paused and let out a quiet sigh. Leon and Lucas held their breath, waiting for her next words.

“It might not be such a bad decision after all.”

Lucas looked at her, wide-eyed with surprise.

“Are you saying… it would be all right to send Elisha?”

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