C2 Part2

Translated by CleiZz Edited by Eris421

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Luciel had no idea of immediately denying sexual things because he was a Holy Knight. He recognized that humans were a part of animals and that physical desires would naturally occur.

Even the interpretation of being a virgin was debated upon within the Sanctuary. Some had even denied masturbating, but Luciel always felt that it was better to indulge moderately than to squeeze cluelessly.

However, the topic still hasn’t reached the point where Holy Knights would freely say that anything was possible as long as they protected their virginity. After all, until now, it had nothing to do with this kind of thing.

Although everything was a matter of degree, there were some who indulged in their greed between the Holy Knights, and Luciel’s relationship with Cavan could definitely be classified as such.

“Leisure is something you can create. When you feel like it, just call me. I’ll fly right over and kiss you.”

“That’s…”

“Not bad, right? After all, you like kisses.”

“……”

Perhaps Cavan could hear Luciel’s inner thoughts as he smiled and kissed Luciel’s cheek lightly. When Luciel twisted and turned around, he began to kiss again.

“No, I shouldn’t. Or else there’ll be no end to it. Your brother will kill me if I don’t let you leave soon.”

Just before the kiss deepened, Cavan broke off for that reason. They cleansed each other with purification magic, and Cavan tried to help Luciel get dressed.

It was nice of him to help, but it made Luciel sad to think that their time together would be over. However, he still had to report to his workplace and tell them what happened, and Cavan was right, his brother might be worried.

Luciel was reluctant to get dressed, but still decided to in the end, albeit lazily.

“But this outfit is a real hassle, isn’t it?”

Cavan said, holding the button on the nape of Luciel’s knightly suit.

“I’ve heard that this was to prevent people from taking it off too easily.”

“Huh? By whom?”

“I don’t know, but it’s usually someone in a higher position. It’s not uncommon for people up high in the knightly order to rape a young apprentice.”

“But the Holy Knights have the vow of chastity, don’t they?”

“It has long been interpreted that being a virgin means protecting your virginity, and that being in the passive position with a man was not a violation of the vow. Well, that too…”

Luciel, who had his back turned to Cavan, did not notice that Cavan’s face was becoming increasingly pale and tense.

“What’s with that …!”

Slamming his shoulder, Luciel was thrown onto the bed. He was confused by the suddenly rough appearance of Cavan, but Cavan only looked down at Luciel with hateful eyes.

“You’re not sleeping with someone else, are you?”

“Cavan, what’s going on…?”

“Answer me or I’ll fuck you up.”

Luciel felt another stabbing pain in his chest, similar to the one when he heard Cavan speak sweet words just a few minutes ago. He didn’t know what made him so angry, he could only stay still in dismay.

“No, I’ve never-“

“I don’t trust you…get your ass here. I’ll check it myself.”

The cold and stubborn voice of Cavan struck Luciel’s ears together with the sound of condemnation.

“Luciel, breathe out.”

“Ugh…hah, hah, hah…nghhh…”

“You’re so tight…just like a virgin.”

“I told you, I’ve never-“

“I’m still not sure. Maybe it’s just been a while.”

The feeling of being squeezed and teased inside his ass was unpleasant.

The rugged fingers divided the soft, unreliable meat and overran Luciel. It was a terrible betrayal for Luciel.

He felt nauseous every time Cavan’s finger twisted further and further into his anal cavity. The way he was being made to crawl on all fours and raise his hips high was awkward and unnecessarily painful. The mercilessly widened constriction hurt with numbness.

An inexplicable sadness filled his chest, and Luciel felt suffocated.

Cavan, who had previously touched Luciel’s body with such tenderness as if he were his lover, no longer showed even a trace of it.

He did not listen to a single one of Luciel’s pleas, but instead held him down with restraining magic, trying to expose a crime that did not exist.

“Uhh… hngh…st-op… no… Ca-vann… Ahhh…”

Luciel’s slime smeared cock was groped and rubbed mercilessly in one spot, the forced pleasure bringing him to his senses.

“Ahhh…hm…mmm…ahh!”

At the same time, Cavan suddenly experienced disappointment at the obviously new sense of pleasure for Luciel. The Holy Knight who had just been played with, collapsed there absent-minded, shedding tears unknowingly. The technique was dispersed and he laid down limp.

“… Luciel.”

Cavan, noticing Luciel’s tears, reached out, but Luciel slapped it away.

“Don’t touch me.”

Luciel’s body was sluggish and he couldn’t move at all from lack of energy, but he managed to get up. Cavan hugged him from behind as he got dressed, regardless of whether his hips and crotch were sticky.

He wanted to shake him off, but stopped when he was surrounded by Cavan’s scent. He had never noticed Cavan’s scent before, but now he was familiar with it, Luciel thought.

“I’m sorry, please forgive me. I just got mad…”

“I won’t forgive you. Die now or I’ll do it myself.”

“That was wrong of me. …No, that was disgusting. I’m sorry. I just got really angry when I thought you were possibly having sex with another guy… I’m sorry.”

Cavan’s voice somehow sounded earnest.

’In the first place, doesn’t Cavan have several lovers? I can’t help but think it’s a bit selfish of him to ask me for chastity when he’s having fun playing around.’

On top of that, there was the feeling of outrage. Luciel decided that it should be considered as part of Cavan’s twisted love.

“It’s none of your business whether I sleep with anyone or not. Besides, you’ve already checked with my clear crest, haven’t you? Whether my ass is new or used, should not be the subject of this investigation. Excuse me.”

Luciel untied Cavan’s arm around his waist and told him to go away without looking at him.

Luciel was determined to go home even if the door had been tampered with, he would get out even if he needed to destroy it. Luciel walked out of the room with his clothes loosely over him.

“Wait, Luciel.”

Cavan grabbed his arm and turned him around, making it so that Cavan hugged him from the front.

“Please, don’t tell me to go away, I like you.”

Sensing the shake in Cavan’s voice, Luciel just looked at his face.

With furrowed eyebrows, Cavan increasingly tightened his hug on Luciel.

“I’ve always liked you. I’ve been wanting to hit on you for a while, but I was going to give up because you’re a Holy Knight. I knew if I messed with you, you’d lose your Holy Knight status. And yet… What kind of loophole is that? I’ve put up with you to death!”

Luciel listened to the confession with a blank stare.

“I thought you had many lovers?”

“I don’t have any at the moment. I may have done some stupid stuff when things were a little rough, but I stopped everything because I wondered what I was doing.”

“I thought you hated me.”

“I didn’t hate you, I was just pissed off at myself but I guess that was a misunderstanding too. You’ve always been supportive and on my side when it comes to meetings, exercises, and work. Most people think I’m just a young commoner. So in private, they won’t let me get close to you at all, and even though they approve of me on the job, I’ve always assumed that you’re just like them personally anyway.”

Luciel did not mean to take Cavan’s side. It was just that there were many aspects of Cavan’s statements and arguments that he could support.

In addition to being a unique and unconventional thinker, Cavan’s comments were sometimes extreme, which could cause a serious backlash from the conservative nobles. At meetings, Luciel has tried to reduce the malicious interpretations of those around him by anticipating and asking Cavan summary questions that get to the point and elicit a concise answer.

For Luciel, it was just a way to make sure that the meeting didn’t end up being a boring fry-up.

But it was only natural that Cavan, a commoner who often experienced the rough headwinds of being an overachiever, had noticed Luciel’s presence and had come to care for him.

“I’ve always wanted to forget you. And yet, when I’m not paying attention, I keep thinking about how if you weren’t a Holy Knight, we’d be able to…” He said.

Cavan’s enthusiastic and serious look made Luciel reflect intently.

“Luciel, please don’t hate me. Let’s start over again…?”

Even though Luciel didn’t nod, Cavan put his lips on him.

’I still haven’t forgiven him. I’m not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing.’

In the back of Luciel’s mind, he thought that he should just kick Cavan to the curb and go home.

But it felt good to be touched by Cavan. Although,It didn’t feel right to know that Cavan liked him, and that his feelings were still vague. He wondered that maybe it would be all right.

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