THDK Chapter 30

Goodbye, My Beloved (Part 4)

As I slipped through the doorway, the bathroom came into view. I stopped Nox from undressing himself and took it upon myself to remove his clothes instead. In return, Nox slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Once we were both naked, he pulled me close and nuzzled my neck.

Why… whenever he does this, I get the feeling he’s seeking something from me. His arms wrapped around my waist, his chiseled physique pressed against mine – in this intimate setting, Nox kissed me again.

Still embracing me sideways, he carried me into the spacious bathroom and sat me down on his knee. As he poured hot water over me, he whispered, “Let me wash you.”

“Nox, ah…”

He kissed me repeatedly, adjusting his angle each time. I wonder if there’s any significance to this act? Hey, Nox, what are you thinking right now? Just for this moment, can’t you love me as a person?

As he gently washed my entire body, occasionally teasing my nipples and sensitive spots, I felt a surge of pleasure. Whenever I moaned, he’d affectionately call out my name, making my heart skip a beat.

“Nox, I love you…”

I confessed my feelings, gazing up at him with hazy eyes. But I knew he’d never respond with the same words. Instead, he kissed me and stimulated my growing arousal. As I gasped in pleasure, he inserted his fingers into my mouth, teasing my tongue. I let out another moan, and our shameless voices echoed through the bathroom, making me blush.

I wanted him to touch me more, but deep down, I just wished he’d say he loved me too. That honest feeling remained stuck in my throat.

“Nox, ah, Nox… I love you… I love you so much.”

“Shh, Sol…”

He silenced me with a forceful kiss, as if he didn’t want to hear my voice. I’m sure Nox is struggling. After all, he’s the Demon King. It’s etched in history that demons and heroes can never exchange feelings.

So, just for today, I’ll monopolize Nox’s affection. I promise that once everything is over, I’ll never return to his arms.

As he licked my nipples, my body naturally tensed up. The ticklish sensation drove me mad, and I found myself pressing my arousal against Nox’s abdomen.

“Touch me…”

My desperate sigh transformed into a white mist, carried away by the bathroom’s warm air. Our sweat-drenched skin clung together, making it hard to part. With each intimate touch, I felt an unbearable sense of comfort.