The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] - Chapter 735

Chapter 735: Overexposed (M)

The pressure bloomed first—warm, intense, and sudden.

Desire followed close behind, crashing through his body before he could brace himself. It was the kind of longing that left no room for thought. No space for breath. As if the haze that once threatened to consume Xavier from the inside had finally begun to break, only to stir something deeper in its place.

And whatever it was, it was searching.

Desperate. Instinctive. Reaching for something familiar.

If it could just find it again, then maybe the chaos would stop. Maybe the ache would quiet.

But that hunger had consequences.

Because it caught one hardworking wife off guard.

The little guide had been focused—head down, hand working in sync with the slow glide of his lips and tongue along his husband’s rigid length in a slow and sensual rhythm—guiding without hesitation as his breath warmed the skin he worshipped.

Everything about him had been consumed by the moment. By the connection. By the sheer desire to make Xavier feel what he once did.

He had fumbled several times earlier, worried about making mistakes, but Xavier’s small sounds, the shiver beneath Luca’s palm, kept luring him back into rhythm. The encouragement was wordless, but it was enough to tilt Luca’s focus into hunger.

Each arch of Xavier’s hips told him he was doing something right—each quiet exhale felt like permission to go deeper, to let instinct overtake caution.

Luca’s overly curious tongue traced the thick vein along Xavier’s shaft, his lips parting to take him deeper. He could feel the throbbing of his husband’s length, pulsing in time with his heartbeat..

It was intoxicating.

And thankfully, working.

That tension was building in his prince’s body. He could feel it in the way Xavier’s thighs tensed and flexed beneath his touch.

But to the little guide, it just meant having to finish his real job—looking for that twisted energy and letting Xavier pass it on to him.

So he took him deeper, remembering just how the prince did it for him. How Xavier let his throat relax and swallowed him whole.

This time it was his turn.

The sounds got Luca squeezing his legs closer, especially as he felt the head of Xavier’s shaft pressing against the back of his throat.

He did his best. He couldn’t possibly take all of it, but the determined wife almost cried in joy when he heard a low sound followed by a shuddering gasp.

It was hot and thick, and Luca once again remembered how it could’ve become their children.

Cough, cough!

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With all of that, it was clear that he had been busy. Extremely preoccupied.

So when he suddenly felt something on his waist, he couldn’t help but flinch hard enough to yelp.

“!!!”

He gasped, breath hitching as he twisted around.

“What—?!”

His voice cracked as he glanced behind him, only to freeze the moment he saw what had happened.

Or rather, who had moved.

Xavier was still beneath him, his back against the pillows, body tense but mostly unmoving. Except his hand was no longer idle.

It had found Luca.

And it wasn’t just resting there.

It was gripping the back of his thigh.

That palm—cool against his overheated skin—cupped him with ease, and even through the thin suit clinging to his body, Luca could feel everything.

In fact, because of that very suit, he could feel more than just everything.

And all of it magnified.

The pressure. The heat. The weight of those fingers curling just enough to make him tremble.

His cheeks flushed violently as he tried to speak.

“X-Xavi—?”

But the words never finished.

Because just as his voice left him, that hand moved.

It didn’t retreat.

Instead, it slid upward, slow and deliberate, from the soft skin behind his thigh to the curve of his behind.

And stars, the suit—thin as it was—did nothing to help.

Every inch it touched felt exposed.

His knees wobbled, breath escaping in short, shaky pants as he tried to keep himself from crashing down on his rampaging husband. His palms pressed against Xavier’s chest, seeking balance, but there was nothing steady inside him anymore.

Especially not when the hand stopped moving—and the thumb shifted.

Luca let out a sharp gasp, then a moan, helpless and high.

Because something had grazed his aching length.

Just barely.

But it was enough to make his body jolt.

His hips twitched. His arms trembled. His eyes widened in disbelief.

The thumb was pressing again, slow and circular now, with the kind of motion someone might use to tease a sensitive spot. Careful, kneading pressure, as if coaxing the tension from his muscles—except it wasn’t tension. It was everything but that.

Especially when the suit made every touch feel like an electric shock.

The contact was maddening.

Too precise. Too much.

And yet Luca didn’t pull away.

He couldn’t.

His hand clung to his husband’s leg, body bent slightly forward, breathing unevenly as every nerve lit up under that steady, possessive hand.

Because if he didn’t, then wouldn’t he shatter even before his husband?

However, such an attempt to escape couldn’t be tolerated by the desperate prince.

“!!!”

“Ah—!”

The startled sound left Luca before he could stop it, half-gasp, half-whimper. His entire body tensed as he felt Xavier’s large hands suddenly grab his hips and pull.

Not just lightly.

Firmly.

He was yanked backward, his backside drawn flush against Xavier’s chest. The motion was strong enough to make him drop his balance for a moment, hands slipping forward, lips brushing against heated skin. The little guide froze, his breath catching in his throat.

He hadn’t exactly learned about anything like this.

At least not from experience.

His mind blanked completely. His face burned red, and that fiery color spread quickly down his neck, to his shoulders, to his trembling fingertips.

He tried to say something, to protest, but all that came out was a shaky sound that hardly resembled a word. Still, he tried his best to continue with the important work of guiding. Because, as someone who had been with his husband several times, how could he not know about his stamina?

So Luca tried to keep going. Tried to focus as he listened to Xavier’s sharp breaths. His lips parted again, wanting to take care of his husband’s length. But it was difficult to focus when Xavier’s hands wouldn’t stay still.

Because the next thing he felt made his eyes fly open wide.

Something was moving behind him. Cold fingers. Determined fingers.

“Wait—!” Luca’s voice cracked.

The stroking faltered, stopped completely, when he realized what was happening.

Those large, calloused hands that had always guided him so gently were now at his hips, sliding lower, then tugging, then pulling again. He could feel them fumbling over the thin material of his suit, trying to get past it. And each attempt to tear it open only made things worse.

Because the fabric didn’t tear.

It stretched.

And every time it did, it pressed tighter against him, against his most sensitive parts.

“Haaah… Oh no!”

The suit was designed for a seamless fit, as skin-tight as possible, to control the release and pathway of energy best. But in this moment, all that genius design betrayed him.

The pressure of Xavier’s hands kneading at the fabric made his head spin. Every movement pushed the material against his already aching hardness. The friction was unbearable. The pleasure titillating.

“Ahh—X-Xavier—!”

He didn’t even recognize his own voice. It was broken, breathless, so filled with heat that he could barely think.

Xavier’s restraint was slipping again. His breathing was rough against Luca’s back, and the cold that severely contrasted his skin now only made Luca tremble harder. Desperation filled the air like static, wild and heavy.

And the little guide was losing.

His legs shook. His mind scattered. And the rhythm of his movements faltered completely.

The only thought that surfaced was that he couldn’t handle much more.

He had to do something.

Anything.

And so, what could the ever-hard-working inventor possibly do in such a compromising situation but rely on his own creations?

His trembling fingers reached toward the chest piece of his suit, brushing over a small, inconspicuous gem embellishment embedded near the center. It looked decorative, harmless even, but it was one of his supposed proudest features—a control point inspired by nanite ore technology.

Designed for ease of use. And an answer to Xavier’s initial pointers.

Designed to let him… well… use the bathroom without trouble.

Ideally.

But now, pressed against his desperate husband, it was the only thing that might save him from being torn apart by those frantic hands.

With a shaky breath, he clicked it.

A soft hum filled the air.

Then came the shift.

The nanoparticles that kept the suit perfectly smooth and sealed began to scatter, obeying his command. Instead of repairing or reinforcing, they separated—splitting the surface apart like a curtain parting open.

And even when he expected it with that single action, Luca still froze.

Because the rush of cold air hit him first.

Then came the realization of this unexpected reality.

He looked down and nearly combusted.

Because even without looking, he was sure the fabric behind him had vanished just enough to reveal everything.

Bare. Exposed.

His skin flushed a deeper red than he thought humanly possible.

He wanted to bury himself in the sheets and never come out again.

Because now his privates were right out in the open.

However, contrary to appearances, the little guide’s concern wasn’t about Xavier seeing him; it was the sheer embarrassment of being this aroused in the middle of a life-or-death situation!

Who would believe his worry for his husband with his body being like this?!

“Hnngh!”

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