The Arrow of Destiny Cuts Through the Night

#5

The shirt that Kain was wearing was torn away by Jersian’s hand. A soft thud echoed as a button rolled across the floor. But at that moment, such things were not important to Kain.

Mmm, ugh!

It was because Jersian, who was pressing down on him, was kissing him.

Kain tried to evade Jersian’s tongue that slipped into his mouth, but his lower jaw was forcefully held shut, preventing him from turning his head.

Ugh, ugh, a muffled groan escaped from the distorted lips of Kain.

Despite this rejection, Jersian paid no mind and pushed Kain down onto the bed. He trapped Kain’s legs with his thick thighs and held both of his arms with one hand, rendering him unable to move.

Taking advantage of the slight parting of Kain’s lips as he tried to catch his breath, Kain screamed, “Jersian!”

“No one will come to help you, no matter how much you struggle. There’s no reason for anyone to visit the basement of the mansion’s annex.”

“What are you trying to— ugh!”

“You know. The things we did every night.”

“Ugh— ah!”

With a rough kiss, Kain felt his lips split open, tasting blood. But now was not the time to worry about the wound on his lips. Jersian’s large hand slipped through the gap in Kain’s shirt. He rubbed Kain’s chest, lightly brushing against the protrusions with his fingertips.

A chill ran through Kain at the touch of Jersian’s cold hand. Kain twisted his body, but Jersian’s hands did not let him go.

“Why are you doing this? You liked it too.”

“Stop it!”

Only then did Kain realize what Jersian was trying to do, and he yanked at Jersian’s hand that was probing inside his shirt, shouting.

This shouldn’t be happening. He had watched over Jersian for so long, and it was unbelievable that the Jersian he trusted was forcing himself on him like this. The Jersian Kain knew would never easily dismiss his rejection.

The act of pinning someone down and taking them by force was completely out of character for Jersian.

“……”

Jersian, looking down at Kain from above, narrowed his eyes slightly. The white skin of his chest was fully exposed beneath the haphazardly opened shirt. The red handprints on it were excessively provocative.

“What if I don’t want to?”

“…… Jersian Del Claude. Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

“That statement will be returned to you.”

“What do you—”

As Jersian said this, he pressed his lips against the side of Kain’s face.

His hot, damp tongue scraped roughly against the edge of Kain’s ear.

He moved his thick thigh, which had been positioned between Kain’s legs, to rub against Kain’s groin. Immediately, a muffled moan escaped from between Kain’s lips, unable to be suppressed.

They had shared a room for several years. It was only natural that they knew each other’s sensitive areas and erogenous zones.

“With a body like this, do you think you can leave me and live well on your own? You’ll only regret it.”

As if to prove that statement, Jersian’s leg moved deeper up.

Ugh! Huh, Kain could only bite his lip, unable to say anything. Jersian’s lips rubbed against his trembling body, and at one moment, they bit down hard. The bite was fierce enough to feel like flesh was being torn away.

“Ah!”

Kain let out a short scream and twisted his body. It was a pain that would surely leave a mark. Jersian confirmed the wound he had made on Kain’s chest with his dull eyes.

There was nothing but smooth skin, devoid of any marks. Originally, his name, “Jersian Del Claude,” should have been inscribed there. Kain had said that this was the most important thing between them.

But to Jersian, such a mark was merely the beginning that had brought them together, nothing more, nothing less.

“See? Even without the mark you believe in, your body still remembers me.”

Jersian’s gaze, which had been looking down at Kain’s chest, quickly shifted as he began to unbutton his own shirt.

Kain’s eyes, which had been biting his lips and catching his breath beneath him, immediately focused on Jersian’s straight fingertips.

The scarred bare skin began to reveal itself through the gaps in Jersian’s shirt. Ignoring Kain’s blind gaze directed at him, Jersian took off his shirt completely and lightly tossed it aside.

Swoosh— thud.

“……”

Kain’s eyes trembled as he confirmed Jersian’s bare chest after he had removed his shirt.

There were no marks. Originally, there should have been Kain Starchis’s own name in that place. He already knew, but facing it in reality hit him like a blow to the head. Jersian Del Claude was no longer my fated partner. Forever.

He could not engage in intercourse with such a person. No matter how cursed an elf might be, there were lines that should not be crossed.

“…… Let go.”

Kain gritted his teeth and spat out the words. He shook his wrist, which was held by Jersian, forcefully, but his grip did not loosen. He didn’t want to resort to violence, but there was no choice. Kain swung his trapped right arm wide.

“Let go of this!”

A loud crack echoed.

Puh!

“……”

He could see Jersian’s head turning in the direction Kain had swung his arm. His fist had landed squarely on Jersian’s solid jaw. It must have been a tremendous shock. As a result, Jersian’s grip on him loosened slightly.

Now was the time. Kain, who had pushed himself up from the bed, quickly moved and jumped out of the bed. Wearing only a loose shirt with missing buttons, Kain dashed across the dark room toward where the door should have been.

Thud, but the iron-barred door stood firm. Kain gripped the iron bars, as thick as an adult man’s wrist, with his palm and stared into the dark hallway beyond. The place he was trapped in was originally a place with no escape.

“…… Hah, huff.”

As Kain took deep breaths, feeling his chest expand and contract, he felt a thick arm wrap around his chest from behind. The arm slowly slid down, and with a clank— something was fastened around Kain’s limp wrists.

“……”

Clank— it was a pair of handcuffs so tight that he could hardly use his arms. As Kain silently looked down at his wrists, Jersian’s low voice came from behind him.

“I didn’t want to use handcuffs.”

It was a cold and sharp aura, like iron. Made of steel, a material that did not mix well with elves, it was kept as far away as possible. A chilling premonition pierced through Kain’s body.

“I didn’t want to be hated by you until the end.”

But that was a naive thought. Jersian’s red eyes slowly scanned Kain, who was now wearing handcuffs, from top to bottom.

Hah, ha.

It was a face he had never seen before, filled with anger directed at him. From now on, there would likely be no turning back.

Jersian placed a kiss on Kain’s long black hair, resting his palm on it.

His cheek, which had been struck by Kain’s right fist, was still swollen and red. The light green eyes that had always looked at him passionately now reflected a look of disbelief.

“Kain, let’s go back to our bed.”

“You’ve lost your mind.”

At those words, Jersian let out a short laugh, “Haha,” and caressed the back of Kain’s handcuffed hand.

“That might be true. But it’s okay. As long as you’re in my hands.”

“……”

Kain stared into Jersian’s red eyes, keeping his mouth tightly shut. Jersian embraced Kain’s waist and back, leading him toward the bed.

However, when Kain’s body did not move as if it were stuck in front of the iron bars, Jersian placed his chin between Kain’s neck and shoulder.

Hmmm, Jersian’s damp voice whispered right next to his ear.

“Do you want to do it here? I don’t mind.”

His hot palm slipped inside Kain’s shirt.

“……!”

Jersian’s hand ruthlessly invaded inside Kain’s pants. Kain struggled with his handcuffed hands, twisting his body to escape Jersian’s grip.

But it was not enough to completely break free. All he could grasp with his flailing hands was the chilling iron bars. Swoosh, swoosh. Jersian’s hand began to stroke Kain’s member through his pants.

“…… Huh……”

Kain trembled, unable to help but lean his weight against the arm holding the bars. Kain’s body, already accustomed to his relationship with Jersian over the years, easily heated up.

He was the only one who had always been a support for Kain. The fact that Jersian was now pinning him down with his larger body excited him even more.

At that moment. Whack—! The handcuffed arms flew toward Jersian’s solar plexus. With considerable force, Jersian let out a grunt and took a step back. Kain swiftly grabbed Jersian’s neck with both hands and slammed him down to the floor with a bang!

“……”

Hah, huff. Kain’s breath grew ragged as he sat on top of Jersian, holding his neck with both hands. The sound of the chain connected to the handcuffs rattled.

“Yeah, just kill me.”

A cold voice flowed from Jersian, who was being choked. He slowly caressed the backs of Kain’s hands that were gripping his neck and said, “After all, Kain, it’s a life you saved.”

“……”

It was not a tone one would use with someone choking them. To ask to be killed so easily. Hah, Kain let out a short laugh and replied, “Do you think I can’t? I’ve already killed several people with these hands.”

Adding one more to that wouldn’t bring down divine punishment. Slowly, strength entered the hands that were gripping Jersian’s neck.

Jersian showed no signs of resistance, instead relaxing beneath Kain.

Ugh, as his breath became increasingly scarce, Jersian frowned, but he only desperately clutched Kain’s hands that were choking him, offering no further resistance.

“……”

Damn, a curse-like sigh escaped from Kain Starchis’s lips. The warmth and pulse of Jersian, writhing in his palm, were fully transmitted.
He was once the fated partner of Kain. Kain’s vision was filled with the agonized face of Jersian.

Looking down at it, Kain chewed on his lips. In terms of an elf’s lifespan, the time spent with Jersian was short.

But now, Kain could not bring himself to kill Jersian because of that short time. Perhaps that fact would never change from now on, as the bond of fate had been severed.

“……”

Gradually, Kain’s grip weakened. He felt Jersian, who was running low on oxygen beneath him, gasping for breath. Finally, the strength left his hands, and they fell away.

We are no longer fated… so why do I still feel this way about you? Then what is this feeling? Kain’s light green eyes twisted.

“Kain……”

For some reason, Jersian looked up at the softened Kain Starchis and twisted his lips.

Whether it was fortunate or not, the night was still far from over.