The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588: Making the Most of It

"Ngh!"

Luca’s head flew back as a sharp cry escaped him. His arms clutched onto Xavier’s leg for support as he finally, somehow, managed to lower himself fully. The sheets beneath him bunched under his knees, the mattress dipping with their weight, and the little guide trembled as he realized he had taken him to the very hilt.

For a long second, the room was filled only with the sound of his ragged breathing. His golden eyes fluttered open, dazed and glassy as he looked down at his husband.

Then, unexpectedly, Luca smiled.

It was wobbly, shy, and proud all at once, like he had just finished a tricky mecha modification. He blinked through his lashes and whispered, trembling but sincere, "See? I... I did it. I rewarded you properly this time."

Xavier froze.

The words hit him harder than the sensation itself. His pulse pounded as he looked up at the flushed little figure sitting above him, smiling like that, thinking this was already the peak. His adorable, impossible wife.

Something in Xavier hardened even more.

He let out a shaky breath, the corner of his lips tugging upward in disbelief. "Luca..."

"Hm?"

"You see, my love, we haven’t even started."

"...?"

The smile dropped. Luca blinked once. Then twice. His eyes widened in horror.

"What do you mean ’started’?" he squeaked, his voice shooting several notes higher than usual.

The prince’s quiet laugh rumbled from beneath him, only making it worse.

Luca’s panic flared immediately, his arms trembling as he scrambled to make sense of it. "Wait, wait, this isn’t it? You mean... there’s more?!"

And in his frantic surprise, his hips jolted.

The movement made him rise and sink just slightly. Enough for the little guide’s body to shudder again with a startled moan. His face went crimson in an instant, mouth opening helplessly as if he had just betrayed himself.

"Ah—!"

His expression was priceless. A mess of horror, shock, and overwhelming pleasure, wide golden eyes shining with unshed tears and lips trembling as he realized what just happened.

Xavier stared. Absolutely undone.

If he thought Luca was beautiful before, then this was unfair.

His flushed little wife, black hair sticking to his forehead, golden eyes glassy and wet, looking scandalized yet utterly lost to sensation. Xavier’s jaw clenched as he held himself back, fighting every instinct screaming to flip them over and take everything for himself.

But then the surprised guide, who hadn’t realized how much of a reaction he had just caused, blinked down at Xavier with the same expression—because he was pretty sure he saw his husband flinch.

That realization settled into him like a spark.

"Oh," Luca breathed, chest rising and falling, his voice trembling but growing bolder.

He thought he should probably try moving.

So he did.

Tentative at first, lifting himself just enough to feel the cool air graze his flushed skin before he sank back down again.

The sensation rolled through him like fire. He shuddered violently, moaning before he could bite it back.

"I-I..." His words faltered, breath breaking as his body trembled. "I feel... so full. So—"

Then he looked at Xavier again.

Azure eyes, strained and glowing, locked onto him with raw hunger.

And that sight—those eyes, burning with something Luca had never seen before—snapped something inside of him.

Luca’s body moved before his thoughts caught up. He rose again, slower, then sank down with a trembling cry. His hands now pressed against Xavier’s abdomen for balance as his thighs quivered.

The little guide had never been bolder.

And Xavier, staring up at him like he was both a miracle and a curse, could only groan, utterly lost to the sight.

Surely, it was possible to just lie beneath his wife.

Right?

He told himself that. Convinced himself he could stay still, breathe shallow, and endure until morning if it meant Luca wouldn’t break apart in his arms.

But he also knew he might not make it to tomorrow like this.

Xavier’s azure eyes darkened as he felt how Luca’s trembling body leaned forward over him, the golden gaze hazy and unsure. And then, unable to stop himself, he snapped. His hips thrust up sharply.

"Ahhn—!"

The yelp that burst out of Luca was high-pitched and unguarded, cut through the air like a struck string. His back arched violently, his hands slipped against Xavier’s chest, and for a moment he almost toppled over with the sheer intensity of it.

The sound. That raw sound.

Xavier’s pupils dilated.

He did it again.

"Hyahh—!" Luca squeaked, his voice cracking as his thighs shook. He stared down in wide-eyed disbelief, panting, dazed. "X-Xavier... what—what are you—"

The starving wolf beneath him groaned, voice deep and ragged, his grip sliding up to steady Luca’s waist. "Being greedy," Xavier confessed, tone shaking with hunger. "I should be punished later for it. Because I’m taking more reward than I deserve."

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