Chapter 8.4

“Will you send me off?”

“Maybe, as you say, it can’t be done here, so they ’ll be so angry that they will take you to the Holy Land.”

“How do you know where I am when I’m dragged away?”

“Your phone.”

“Does it have a location tracker?”

Miller nodded slowly. Ben blamed himself for now knowing it, but now he didn’t want to get angry about it. Somehow, it always felt like there were many timings.

“Alright, got it. Now we’re going to wait and do nothing.”

“Jonas is clever.”

“I know.”

“He might know we’re using you as bait.”

“Hmm.”

“Jonas visited Aidan himself a few days ago.”

“Ha, why Aidan?”

“To threaten me, or to warn me.”

Jonas was like a mirror, as he resembled the O’Donoughue brothers and, among them, he looked like Aidan’s siamese twin but with a different air. Jonas always challenged Aidan as if he was playing a game because of his extraordinary brain and that he couldn’t stand boredom.

As if he had lost interest in Aiden as he was with Daniel, Jonas began to irritate Miller.

To put it simply, Miller had no weaknesses. However, Aidan had a weakness called Daniel. If he did anything to Daniel, Aidan would be destroyed. He seemed to have the upper hand without having to check.

Miller, on the other hand, didn’t have such a thing. So Aidan, who was an easy target for fun, forgot about him and started with Miller.

If Miller collapsed or weakened, it could even target the collapse of a very old organization. It can be made up that Jonas was dissatisfied with the system. He was a really smart guy.

But there was one thing Jonas didn’t know. Daniel was Aidan’s weakness as well as shield. Daniel’s human judgment sometimes made Aidan emotional, and Jonas couldn’t foresee emotional judgments.

Miller closed his eyes and gazed still at Ben leaning against the back of the seat.

Is it really fine like this? Can Ben survive Jona’s attacks when he is dragged away and all his people show up?

Of course, it was impossible.

Ben would die in the Holy Land before MKV arrived. All the work he had done by now was to involve the death of Ben as his initial planning stage.

Because he was Dhampir, keeping him alive would be an endless threat to vampires. In fact, wasn’t Ben telling a citizen about the weapon really dangerous?

Jonas was smart. If not, he wouldn’t have used an insignificant vampire. Obviously. Han Cheng was a senior member of Jonas’ organization, but he was attacked by an ordinary person. It was evidence that Dhampir’s knowledge was also a threat.

Miller held his mind so that he wouldn’t be shaken. There had been a slight miscalculation but he almost went to the final stage without much trouble.

How did I end up here? I couldn’t stop and I didn’t want to stop.

Miller was confused by the conflict between what he had to do as a vampire and his feelings, as he didn’t want to lose Ben.

Suddenly he was right next to him, but he felt very far away. Frustrated, Miller pressed down on his temple.

“I’ll be coming tonight.”

Before Ben got out of the car, Miller said and Ben nodded.

After Miller left, Ben came back to the flat and laid on his bed. He didn’t feel like doing anything. He thought he found the guy he had been looking for for a long time, but now he died. He pretended to be okay, but it all had been in vain.

He was in a daze with his eyes half closed when the doorbell rang in the house. It was already dark outside when he looked out the window. It was clear that Miller came exactly like he promised.

As Ben walked to the front door and slowly opened the door, Miller’s face was visible as expected.

“But why are you here?”

Although he said he would come during the day, Ben asked because he didn’t know why he came.

“Do I really need a reason to come?”

When Miller spoke to him, who didn’t even tell him to come in, Ben made room to open the door.

“Are you still angry?”

As Ben tried to read the mood and asked carefully, Miller covered Ben’s cheek silently.

“I just want to be with you a little longer.”

Although there were a mountain of other questions, Miller said what he really wanted to say instead of asking questions.

Ben smiled silently and caressed his face with the hand holding his cheek.

“You should just have told me if you wanted to stay with me.”

Miller felt the soft texture of his cheek being rubbed, holding back to argue about if it really was needed to be said out loud.

“Would you like some tea?”

“I’d rather have a drink.”

Ben responded lightly to Miller looking for alcohol and headed to the kitchen. He took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator and put them down in front of Miller, who was sitting on the couch.

“Just a little, we don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow.”

Turning the bottle lid lightly, Ben sat next to him. Miller nodded a little without saying anything special.

“Did you want to drink it?”

“You’re asking because you truly don’t have a clue, don’t you.”

In response to Miller’s frank response, Ben turned his eyes slightly with a cough. With one arm on the back of the couch, Miller stared at Ben.

Perhaps because he was conscious of his eyes, Ben’s throat moved unusually slowly as he drinked the beer. Once. Twice. Three times. The movement that went up and down in constant order stopped. His lips got moist because they got wet with beer.

Ben wiped the beer off his lips with his tongue. Miller, who was chasing his tongue with his eyes, swallowed dry saliva in his stomach. It was just drinking a beer, but it felt too sexy.

Ben passed his tongue over his lips to clean it. Miller, watching it in slow motion, swallowed dried saliva. It was just a simple move, but it felt very erotic.

Miller laughed in his face. Even though he wasn’t young, he felt like having sex all the time. Of course, Miller thought that the responsibility was entirely on Ben, as his delicious body was so close that it made his desire to build up.

“Do you want to sleep over?”

Miller, who was thinking about something else, was completely awakened by Ben’s voice. Big eyes were looking at Ben’s lips while he was waiting for an answer.

“If you allow me”. Miller said slowly, pretending to be as calm as possible.

“You’re making it such a big deal.”

Casually speaking, Ben grabbed one of his pajamas in the closet and put them on the table.

“Take a shower and change. Don’t tell me you want to be dressed like that when you sleep, do you?”

Ben pointed his finger at Miller’s jacket and vest. Miller giggled at his words. Come to think of it, it passed through his mind those times when he had slept at Ben’s house, and he was either not wearing anything or everything.

Miller grabbed the clothes Ben took out and headed to the bathroom. He felt good because it seemed like it would be a fun night after a long time.

The light in the living room was off when he got out of the shower. Miller slowly opened the bedroom door.

Ben was absent-mindedly sitting on the bed and raised his head at the sign of a presence. He felt strange when he saw Miller approaching with Ben’s pajamas and disheveled hair. He really wanted to sleep, but at this rate, he felt like he was going to run first, so Ben turned his eyes and pretended to clean the sheets.

The bed tilted as Miller grabbed Ben’s hand when he climbed onto the bed.

“Aren’t you going to sleep?”

“I will.”

Ben tried to reach out to the stand in response, but Miller didn’t let go and took it to his mouth. Staring into Ben’s eyes, Miller looked extremely gaudy as he put his lips on Ben’s finger.

Ben slowly pulled out his grip, pushed Miller’s shoulder and settled between Miller’s legs. Miller’s eyes widened because of the fast-changing position.

“I was just going to sleep. I don’t think you want to do that.”

Ben kissed him and took off Miller’s pajamas and underwear before he could answer. It had a rubber band, but his pants rolled off, perhaps because Ben had a thinner waist than him.

Ben stared at Miller’s dick, which seemed to flinch as if he was feeling the gaze. Ben chuckled at the look.

“I’ve felt it before, but hmm.”

Ben didn’t keep going on purpose. It was embarrassing to look straight while he was still sober. Ben didn’t even want to make a comment.

He raised his knees, bowed his head between Miller’s legs, rubbing his nose against his cock and smelling it, provoking that it grew a little bigger. Miller didn’t say anything, but it was clear that he was looking forward to it.

Ben rubbed his nose from the base to the glans. From top to bottom and from bottom to top again. The penis steadily grew in size in slow motion.

“How big is this?”

When Ben asked teasingly, Miller bit his lower lip. Ben’s appearance was so gaudy that it even felt dangerous. As Ben showed such an active attitude, Miller thought it would be cheap just to watch.

Ben licked his lips without taking his eyes off Miller’s dick. As the pink tongue slowly swept through the red lips and disappeared, Miller put strength in his toes and seeked for God.

It was hard to control his excitement when he thought that Ben had more charming lips as he was drinking beer a while ago. He closed his eyes because he thought he might be cumming with just that.

Ben kissed the glan lightly. It seemed as if he was greeting it. He pressed the lips a little bit harder, took them off, and started climbing down the body again. Ben, who kissed the base, also kissed the testicles and lowered his head a little more and pressed his lips on the perineal part. Miller’s back trembled at the unfamiliar sensation.

“I feel really good here.”

Miller couldn’t keep his mouth shut because he didn’t know Ben would do that. Ben had stimulated Miller’s perineal part with the tip of his tongue and bit the testicles in his mouth.

Following the perineal stimulation, the testicles were covered in hot mucous membranes, and the penis, which wasn’t touched properly, had an erection that looked about to burst. Ben touched the testicles with his tongue.

Who in the world did you learn from?

Miller was his first male partner and he must have been unfamiliar with the aura, but what Ben was doing now was the best technique in the world.

Miller moaned in and out of Ben’s hair. Ben, who was sucking the testicles to the point of dampness, moved his lips and held the glan. As soon as he touched the gap on the tip with his tongue, Miller’s mouth let out unbearable moans.

“Uck.”

Feeling satisfied with the sound, Ben began to press his lips and slowly swallow the glan first. Then, he put the cock in his mouth and rolled his eyes up to Miller.

The usual gentle and cool look had already disappeared, and when their eyes met, Ben had seen an uncontrollable desire.

Ben slowly moved his head with a smile. It was driving Miller crazy to see his dick, which was half in the other’s mouth, disappear back into Ben’s mouth. Now he felt like even his blood vessels were horny. Miller breathed hot air in Ben’s ear and spoke in an uneven tone.

“Uhhh, cumming, aah.”

At that moment, Ben got up with his face between his legs, threw his pants quickly, and spread his legs above Miller’s thighs and climbed on. Even though he didn’t really masturbate himself, Ben’s penis was bulging with precum.

Ben put his hand around the two genitals. As the two already wet dicks were frictioned, hot heat surrounded the hand.

He began to stroke them and shake them up to his waist. As he tilted his red face, it revealed his neck. Ben started breathing unevenly toward the ceiling with his mouth half open.

It was much more fun to view than the actual act. It felt like he was watching himself masturbate. Moving his waist as if he were actually doing it, holding his penis and stroking it, Ben simply was erotic.

“Haah, uhh, uck.”

As the noises were getting louder, Miller held onto Ben’s waist so that the moving Ben wouldn’t fall back. As Ben’s hands got faster and faster, the sensation continued to raise. Miller couldn’t stand it anymore and bit Ben’s shoulder and Ben also begged for the stimulus.

Hugging the stretched Ben tightly, Miller kissed him. With his lips fighting withBen’s tongue, Miller’s hand grabbed his butt, and Ben lowered his leg from Miller’s thigh and said.

“Let’s stop now. I need to go to bed.”

Ben wiped his hands with the towel on the floor and kindly covered Miller with a blanket. The room was filled with darkness when he turned off the lights.

As they weren’t wearing anything, Ben’s warm legs touched Miller under the sheets.

“Ben?”

Miller O’Donoughue, who had been making a quick and accurate judgment, called Ben while blinking because he couldn’t easily understand the current situation.

At the sound of being called, Ben wrapped his arms around his waist, his legs between Miller’s legs, and perfectly slept. At the same time, Miller held onto him so that he couldn’t move freely.

Miller couldn’t help sighing as he listened to Ben’s even breathing. The oral had been insanely good, but it was obvious that Ben was trying not to go all the way. Miller noticed that Ben was going to sleep so he grabbed his shoulder and shook it.

“Ben.”

“Tell me.”

“Why did you want to stop?”

Ben opened his eyes unknowingly to the straightforward question. Miller pretended to be calm and swept his hair once. Each other’s faces came into sight as they became accustomed to the darkness.

Ben stared at Miller’s face and faced his lips. The lips he touched were warm.

“Keep going.”

With his lips slightly lifted, Ben rolled his eyes as Miller spoke. Miller grabbed Ben’s chin to make eye contact and talked again.

“You’re so nervous that it drives me crazy.”

Ben’s eyes widened a little as Miller mumbled to himself using words he didn’t usually use. Miller kissed him deeply as he looked into Ben’s eyes.

“I wonder how much more you’re going to be anxious.”

Miller smiled, and Ben naturally wrapped his arms around his neck and hugged him. His plan to just sleep was a failure since they were in the same bed.

Somehow, Ben was very nervous. The sound of his heart pounded childishly. His entire body was already buried in a soft sheet, but when different skin came into contact, it heated him up just by touching it.

Miller put Ben’s legs over his shoulder. The wide-open legs were stretched out and the genitals were inserted into the hole, pushing slowly as if to fit them. Miller felt the legs on his shoulder harden with tension, so he pushed as slowly as he could.

They both were nervous, and Ben felt it, so he laughed until he almost had tears coming out again because it meant that Miller was cherishing his body .

The thickest part had finally entered until the base. Miller didn’t move hastily and looked into Ben’s eyes, caressing his forehead with his hand. Ben moved his back slightly as Miller seemed to be holding back. Then, a faint moan came out of Miller’s mouth.

“Don’t move. I’m really going to start.”

Because of Miller, who said erotic things in a calm voice, Ben felt cheap and didn’t do anything anymore.

After a while, Miller started moving slowly but he kept increasing the pace. The sense of tightening of the soft and flexible inner wall was appalling.

A long night passed. Miller relaxed and enjoyed the inside of Ben.

As the piercing sun hurt his eyes, Ben lifted the sheets to the top of his head and felt a different thing. When he opened his eyes, Miller was laying sideways and staring at him.

“When did you wake up?”

As he just woke up, Ben had a dry voice.

“A little while ago. Are you uncomfortable?”

Miller had been pressing Ben’s waist with the palm of his hand. Ben didn’t hate the dull pain that felt pungent, and leaned against Miller’s chest.

“It hurts so much that it makes me notice what you were doing.”

Miller laughed unknowingly at the way he talked without embarrassment. Ben lifted his head and kissed him slightly on the cheek.

“I want to sleep for another half an hour.”

After checking the time and deciding to procrastinate, Miller held Ben silently in his arms. Ben, intoxicated by the warmth of Miller’s body temperature, closed his eyes.