Chapter 74
Arkin carried Nefetia into the Crystal Cave. The dimly lit interior glowed with a faint red light, carrying a sacred yet subtly mysterious aura.
“It’s beautiful.”
Red rubies set deep into the rock face reflected moonlight. From within Arkin’s embrace, Nefetia stretched out her arms. She waved her hands playfully, and a soft light flowed over her skin.
Remarkably, the deeper they went into the cave, the brighter it became. Arkin could guess where the moonlight was coming from. During his last visit with Seneca and the trainees, a small spring had existed inside the cave. Light had seeped through a narrow gap above the spring.
“Whoa.”
Nefetia slipped out of Arkin’s arms and approached the spring. The moonlight reflected on the water surface, shimmering against the ruby rocks in a mysterious glow.
“It feels like holy water.”
Nefetia knelt before the spring and scooped up water with both hands. While gazing at the clear water in her palms, she suddenly turned her head. As if testing him, she gave Arkin a sideways glance. Then she splashed the water toward him. Arkin, who had been silently watching Nefetia, received a sudden drenching and let out a wry smile.
“Wait here for a moment.”
Leaving Nefetia to her water play, Arkin searched for a suitable spot to sit. He needed something soft to place on the floor, but—
Softer than lying directly on the rock, yet the floor was too cold with scattered moss and a bit of dirt. He couldn’t lay Nefetia on this.
After thinking it over, Arkin removed the tunic he was wearing. It was made of ample fabric tied with strings, and since it belonged to Arkin, it was roomy.
He carefully checked the ground beneath and folded the tunic once before laying it flat. Two layers would block the cold to some degree, and his back would thank him.
Now for Nefetia…
Conscious of her body left in only her undergarments, Arkin started to rise, but Nefetia had already approached and found the tunic laid on the ground.
“Arkin, you laid this on the ground with your clothes?”
Nefetia placed a hand over her chest, her eyes wide with emotion, and smiled. Sitting happily on the spot Arkin had prepared, she beckoned him with a flutter of her hands.
“Come here, Arkin.”
Arkin obediently sat beside her. His face remained stoic, but his mind raced. What now? Should he undress her while holding her? How should he begin—
“It’s hard.”
He didn’t need to think long. Nefetia, who had charged in first, started at Arkin’s shoulder. Her hands roamed everywhere over his body. She touched his skin, felt his muscles, and looked amazed. Before long, Arkin’s mind went completely blank.
“It’s like a hot stone.”
Nefetia murmured as she squeezed his forearm. Since she sounded genuinely amazed, Arkin felt a bit flustered. This was the princess of Kepet, after all. But Nefetia examined Arkin’s body as if it were the first time she had seen a man’s physique.
“Why are you staring so much…?”
Arkin’s cheek flushed because Nefetia was poking his chest so closely. Nefetia gave no reply. Concentrating, her long black eyelashes fluttered softly like butterfly wings with every blink. Arkin, staring blankly at Nefetia, added in a small voice, “...In Kepet, people often—”
“What?”
Nefetia looked up right in front of Arkin’s chin. Arkin stammered, “Muscles. A man’s body. Even the workers carrying burdens for me—”
“Arkin.”
Nefetia’s eyebrows shot up. As if to say, how could he say something like that.
“Do you think I’m like them?”
When Arkin fell silent, Nefetia lowered her head again. Actually, he felt good. When she drew a clear line, a small sense of victory bloomed quietly, but he pretended not to notice. He did not want to reveal that the prince of Solinar had felt a bit jealous of the half-naked workers.
Her hands continued to explore Arkin’s body. Her fingers, soft as a paintbrush, slowly crossed over his broad, flat chest. At first Arkin let her because her focused expression was adorable, but his body was growing warmer. He bit back his lips and clenched his teeth. It was too hard to tell her to stop when— it felt… good.
The unexpected contact happened then. The moment Nefetia’s fingernail brushed a spot on Arkin’s chest, his face twisted. “...Ugh.”
Arkin twisted his body. The involuntary moan made his face burn. “...Here?”
His amber eyes sparkled with curiosity and heat. Nefetia’s fingers returned to that exact spot. When she poked the small nipple that had formed on his chest, Arkin hurriedly twisted away. “Wait, no— don’t— don’t do that—!”
Amused by Arkin’s flustered state, Nefetia laughed and pulled his arm. “Stop! No more!” Arkin dodged, and Nefetia stubbornly tugged him into a playful struggle. Rolling and laughing, both felt their stomachs cramp and breath short. They agreed to pause, but Nefetia continued to cling to Arkin to the end, made him rest his head in her lap, and wrapped him in a hug from behind.
“Arkin, you—”
Nefetia’s fingers sank into Arkin’s blond hair. The gentle, delicate touch of fingers tousling his soft, golden strands felt warm and tender.
“You’re my one and only. How could I compare you to others?”
The one and only. The sole existence.
Arkin lowered his eyes. He closed them while savoring the firm hand that gently touched his cheeks and face.
“You’re my hetasept. You know that, right?”
From above, Nefetia issued a threat. If he forgot, she would make him regret it. “...Yeah, I know.”
Arkin smiled faintly. That was enough. These words were more satisfying than any confession in the world. I am the one and only existence of yours…
The overwhelming satisfaction in Arkin’s body and heart was about to burst, and it spilled over in another direction. The heat that had been pressing downward slowly condensed and began to take shape. Nefetia’s hand that had been touching Arkin’s face suddenly stopped. “Arkin…?”
Arkin, half-lying, suddenly opened his eyes wide. His lower body, slowly standing upright, had grown larger and larger. It tightened against his undergarment, about to tear it apart.
“How long will this keep growing?”
Nefetia asked in confusion. “That’s… I don’t know how to answer. Should I say it’s finished?” Arkin quickly sat up. His erection, straining as if it would burst, was making loud noises against the fabric. “This is, I mean—”
Arkin chewed his lips. Before he could finish, Nefetia had returned in front of him and sat down. For a moment Arkin was bewildered, but when Nefetia’s hand reached directly for his manhood, his body froze. “May I touch?”
There was no time to refuse. The question came after the hand had already appeared. Nefetia’s pupils sparkled like polished gems.
Her fingertips brushed lightly over the thin linen. The sensitive spot received stimulation, and Arkin’s breath hitched. “No, wait—”
Arkin gasped and looked down. He saw with his own eyes Nefetia’s slender fingers moving over his undergarment, over his own. His mind went completely white. “It’s wet here!”
“Stop, stop—”
When Nefetia lightly scratched the wet area with her nails, Arkin jumped and twisted. “Hah, hah— uh—”
Arkin panted and twisted his face. While trying to push her away, a strand of black hair fell before his eyes. “What…?”
The final barrier that had hidden his body fell away. The underwear loosened, and the enormous manhood trapped inside sprang out. Arkin could not bear to look at Nefetia and tightly closed his eyes. “Arkin…”
Nefetia stared at the unfamiliar sight in front of her in a trance. Of course she was familiar with nudity, but seeing an aroused man’s lower body was the first time for her. No man had ever stood erect before her.
But… Nefetia swallowed dryly. She had caught a glimpse of Arkin’s body in the bath last time, yet why did it seem even larger now?
“Um, it’s… quite big.”
Nefetia tried to express her proper admiration. Which meant… “It looks exactly like Arkin.”
Very large, very sturdy, the shape is handsome and beautiful. “Right?”
Arkin seemed unable to answer. His massive erection was puffing and shrinking as he panted heavily. …Am I doing well?
Smiling proudly, Nefetia held the thick pillar in one hand. It was too thick for one hand. A man’s body was wondrous. The skin wrapping it was soft and delicate, yet inside felt like a hot stone. As she touched the warm pillar, Arkin let out a groan and twisted his body. “Ah, Ne-Nefetia… please… wait.”
Arkin threw his head back and breathed out, then braced one hand on Nefetia’s shoulder and gritted his teeth. His abdomen and chest, tightly flexed, were flushed pink. “It’s okay, Arkin.”
The moment Nefetia’s gaze reached the tip of Arkin’s mushroom-shaped glans, a clear droplet hung glistening and slowly slid down the pink cap. Nefetia’s eyes flashed as she ran her tongue over his thick lips. Every time her hand moved, Arkin’s excited sounds became more audible. Arkin wanted to see him lose control more. It would satisfy her to see Arkin lose his mind.
Nefetia, unable to hold back, gripped Arkin and lowered her head. She only slightly extended her tongue tip to lick the transparent droplet…
“I said stop.”
At the same time as the low warning, the view flipped upside down. In an instant Arkin had overpowered her. Nefetia’s body underneath Arkin froze. Arkin’s pupils flashed like a beast’s, shooting bright light. “I was just— I was curious…”
The terrified voice grew smaller. No matter how she tried to move, both wrists were held tight and she could not budge. The hot, hard manhood pressed against her belly made breathing difficult.
Arkin loosened the force pinning Nefetia. Even so, he did not let go of the wrist he held tightly with one hand. With the other hand he cupped her cheek and whispered, “Now it’s my turn. Brace yourself well.”