Seducing the Guideverse With My System — Raising an Anomaly [BL]

Morozov Private Manor

"... Huh?" Ambrose’s eyes went wide with horror after Viktor whispered what he’d discussed with Devon to him. Not only did it involve him... but it was horrendous in every sense of the word.

"Y–You," Ambrose blinked, spinning around until his face was only inches away from the S-Rank. "You want me to date you and Devon... at once?"

"I believe I didn’t stutter." Viktor’s grin was unshaken. "You see... We’re all already in on your little secret. About the permanent links, I mean."

Ambrose subconsciously held the toilet sink behind him, needing something to ground himself. If Viktor noticed his unease, he didn’t show it as he went on.

"So why beat around the bush and pretend like we both don’t want you? Or that you don’t want us?"

"I–I never said I—"

"Swear before my name and everything beneath the Earth that you don’t crave us too," Viktor moved until his body pressed against the Guide. He ignored the hitch in his breath. "Swear that your desires don’t follow you even in your dreams. In your waking thoughts and daily activities."

Words failed Ambrose right there and then. He swallowed hard, angling his head away for fear that Viktor would move his face when he was inching closer and kiss him.

Hell knows they won’t be leaving this restroom if that happened. And he knew damn well he wasn’t about to do anything raunchy in a space like this.

Not like the restroom wasn’t fancy and sparkly clean—okay, enough of that.

"Viktor," Ambrose placed a hand on the Esper’s shoulder, shoving him back gently. Or at least, he tried to. The man didn’t budge by even a centimetre, staying rooted before him like a mountain. "You can’t just bring up a crazy idea like that and expect me to think properly."

"Oh, little bird," Viktor chuckled darkly, catching his chin between his fingers, "you should’ve thought of that before binding two powerful men to yourself. Permanent links aren’t a game. They’re real connections with very real consequences."

"So what? Is this you punishing me?"

"Punishing you?" A sly light glinted in Viktor’s eyes. "Baby, I’m not with my toys. If you want actual ’punishment’, we’d have to go to my bedroom."

Ambrose’s cheeks burned so badly he thought his head brought out steam. He closed his eyes for a beat, making a mental note to be careful with his next words.

"It’s... a big decision. One that we all have to make together."

The Ice Prince nodded once. "That’s a start," then, slowly, he lowered a hand down Ambrose’s back, tracing a spine-tingling line. "Never thought I’d have to share you. But you’ve got me so strung up that I don’t seem to care."

Just when Ambrose attempted to take a step to the side, Viktor grabbed his ass, squeezing through the fabric of his pants. A soft sound escaped the former’s mouth before he could stop it.

"What the fuck—?"

"I can’t help but imagine what it would feel like," Viktor purred, his warm breath ghosting over his neck, "me, Devon... fucking you at the same time. Or would you prefer we took turns? He has you on weekdays and I utterly ravish you on weekends?"

"Do you realise how fucking cringe you sound right now?"

"Cringe? Then why are you redder than a tomato?"

"Viktor, I swear—"

A knock on the door made both men freeze. Ambrose’s heart jumped to his throat while Viktor’s eyes darted to the bathroom entrance.

"Uhm... master Viktor?" The voice belonged to one of the maids. "Madam Irina sent me to tell you—"

"We’ll be out in a minute."

"Y–Yes... but she said to tell you these exact words." The pause that followed was choking. "She said: ’You boys shouldn’t have too much fun. Or do. There’s enough food to give you back your strength once you’re back’."

Ambrose had never wished for a teleportation ability as much as he did now. He squeezed himself past Viktor, clenching his legs when he noticed the hardening bulge between them.

Fuck!

In contrast, Viktor appeared to be enjoying this too much. "Tell her we won’t take long."

It was only when spatial awareness couldn’t detect the maid behind the door anymore that Ambrose slapped the ice Prince’s shoulder.

The latter gave a dramatic gasp. "Ouch."

"Don’t ’ouch’ me." Ambrose snapped. "Listen... you said it yourself when we got in here. Your mom sent us to the restroom together for a reason. You letting out implicating words like that will only heighten her suspicions."

"... And?"

Ambrose genuinely felt like choking the guy. "And? Dude, she can’t know that I’m actually your permanent Guide. Devon and I worked so hard keeping our link a secret because we knew the risks. A C-Rank Guide being permanently linked with an S-Rank Esper is unheard of."

Viktor squinted like the words meant anything to him. ’Look at how flustered he is,’ he thought to himself. ’So adorable. I don’t know if I want to kiss him, pin him against the wall and fuck him or take him on an actual date and do both.’

In due time he’d be able to do all of it. But he was right... They couldn’t give his mother any more reasons to be suspicious.

"Let’s head on out then," he faked a cough, adjusting his jacket.

Getting a hold of the Guide’s ass had gotten his body too worked up and staying locked in here with him wasn’t helping.

Ambrose sighed with relief. "I swear, you’re trouble." He turned to the door and grabbed the handle. Before he could pull it open, Viktor seized his hand.

"Yet you haven’t gotten rid of me."

"You’re notoriously hard to get rid of, Morozov." Ambrose rolled his eyes. "Come on. If another maid shows up, I’ll throw myself out the nearest window."

As they got out of the bathroom and walked down the hallway toward the stairs—the overhead white lights lining the walls flickered.

Just for a second.

Ambrose caught that and frowned.

An odd feeling pulsed through him. But after that claustrophobic moment with Viktor, he reckoned just about everything could be considered ’odd’ right now.

So he continued lumbering beside the S-Rank, unaware that somewhere across the city... someone was actively pulling vital strings to make him become the one thing he loathed since transmigration.

Vulnerable.

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