Checkmate

XVI

"So... everyone is..." Yulia's eyes widened as she looked around, feeling an awful amount of pressure realizing she was the most inexperienced out of her friends. She knew she shouldn't be, but she did not expect peer pressure to be as strong as others claimed it to be.

Luciel averted his gaze from hers, lowering his head.

"For real?" The girl's lips parted in shock. Luciel, who seemed like a very protective brother to her, and a lady?! Why could she not imagine that at all? Luciel seemed the type to get overprotective and affectionate only to them.

She, then, turned to Elijah, but the youngest just looked unbothered. He sipped on his orange juice and cringed at how sour it was. "Count me out. I'm not interested in that."

Yulia sighed in relief. Elijah was her age, so she felt the pressure completely lifting off her back. "I see..."

At the corner of Yulia's sight, she saw Genesis keeping the drinks away from Luciel, his hand smoothening the other's back. Her head bobbed sidewards, tilting in confusion. Genesis was a naturally caring person, but she wondered if he had always been that gentle.

He wasn't that way toward Elijah.

That was weird.

♟

"Ciel," Genesis cooed against his ear. "You alright?"

Hard as it could be to stop midway, Genesis held his breath and decreased his pace. His finger traced the other's nape. Luciel's skin was flushed as he shivered against his fingertips. Weakly, he complained, "so slow."

Genesis pressed his lips against his smooth white nape, ignoring his urges to leave his marks on him. Luciel would kill him without a second thought if he ever did. Genesis reached for his chin and tilted it sideways to get a glimpse of his expression. "You're being quiet. Am I hurting you?"

Luciel harshly pulled his hand away and buried his face in the pillow. "No. Just... continue."

Genesis sighed. Obviously, there was something wrong. "Hey, tell me."

He knew it was a matter of who could hold out longer when Luciel decided to shut his mouth. "You're... annoying."

"Am I?," the latter murmured against his skin. As much as Genesis loved feeling Luciel tremble from his touch, he'd never risk hurting him. Luciel was far too precious for him to use to satiate his self-satisfaction.

"Just hurry... fuck!," Luciel whimpered. He could feel blood rushing to his head, leaving him dizzy. Grasping the sheets with his fingers, he patted Genesis's arm and prompted him to move.

Genesis marveled at the sight beneath him, a sigh getting stuck in his throat. "So damn beautiful..." He lowered himself, dipping his warm, damp lips to every curve he could reach. He let out a soft guttural moan.

If Luciel knew just how much he wanted him, he'd run away.

Heavy breaths signaled Luciel's impatience. He was getting lightheaded. He could only whimper helplessly as scorching heat spread through every part of his body Genesis would touch. For the first time, he wanted to beg him to move or at least let him hand over the reins.

Genesis could feel him melting, just like he wanted to. The eldest seemed particularly sensitive, and he wondered if it was because of the alcohol.