Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Tender Care

This time around, Dominic Vance finally acted like a decent human being. The man carried Lucien into the bathroom, entirely devoid of the crazed and maddened demeanor that had previously driven him to force the youth down and ravage him.

He carefully ran the warm water, taking a few colorful bath bombs and dropping them into the tub, allowing a faint, soothing fragrance to spread through the warm steam. After that, Dominic Vance carried Lucien into the bathtub, letting the youth lie face down on his body.

Lucien wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, relaxing his body in the warm water, letting the liquid glide over every single hickey on his skin. His entire body was limp at this moment, his legs even trembling slightly, completely exhausted to the point where he could not even utter a single word.

If he had to offer his body to serve the male lead like this every single day, sooner or later he would die of kidney failure. This damn bastard shot once, and he had been played with until he shot three times!

The semen of his entire lifetime had been squeezed completely dry.

After soaking in the tub for a while, the eyes of Lucien drowsily half-closed, almost unable to open anymore. It was just that at this moment, he felt the hand of Dominic Vance, which was carefully washing his body, slide down to his buttocks, and then press into his entrance.

"Ngh..." Lucien let out a soft moan, arching his waist and murmuring, "Don’t... I cannot take it anymore, can you spare me for today?"

Hearing that, Dominic Vance chuckled, "I am not that much of a beast."

Oh, you are not a beast, a beast is even better than you. If there were a ranking, it would definitely be dogs and then you, Dominic Vance.

Lucien secretly cursed in his heart, but on the surface, he could only look up and use his teary, water-filled eyes to look at Dominic Vance, "But..."

"I am just taking the semen inside out for you. Be good, relax a little bit, if we do not wash it clean, you will get a stomachache."

Lucien inwardly pouted, trying his best to relax his body, while burying his head into the crook of the man’s neck, panting ceaselessly. He clearly said he was washing it clean for the youth, but the man’s fingers kept groping and teasing around, causing the waist of Lucien to become increasingly soft and limp.

He had to bite his lip to suppress his own moans.

After a while, Dominic Vance finally spared Lucien. He was teased by those fingers to the point of almost getting an erection again, but perhaps due to shooting way too much recently, he had nothing left to hold on.

At this moment, Dominic Vance stepped out, laid a thick towel on the sink, and then turned back to carry Lucien, placing him on top of it. One of the man’s hands supported his waist, allowing the youth’s soft, flushed body to lean against Dominic, while his other hand used a soft towel to carefully dry Lucien.

Only now did Dominic Vance take a close look at the body of Lucien. Earlier, the water in the bathtub was completely covered by the bubbles from the bath bombs, so he could not see clearly, but right now, he felt as if he were admiring a masterpiece of art, and he was the very artist who had created it.

Left upon the snow-white skin were all sorts of teeth marks and red hickeys; some marks looked a bit heavy-handed, hence slightly turning a purplish-blue hue. The waist and thigh areas had the most hickeys, densely packed with red marks, completely covering the flawless white skin.

Seeing the man suddenly turn completely quiet, Lucien wrapped his arms around Dominic’s neck, acting coquettishly, "What is wrong?"

Only then did Dominic Vance use his fingers to gently trace over the marks he had left on the body of Lucien. The ticklish sensation transmitting from his inner thigh made Lucien look down.

Right at that moment, Dominic Vance also answered him, his voice incredibly hoarse, "Look, they are all my marks."

To be honest, Lucien really wanted to open his mouth and curse this person for being both a pervert and a lunatic. But in the end, he could only pretend to be shy and turn his face away. Coincidentally, this action only made the madman in front of him feel even more amused.

At this point, Dominic Vance finally burst into laughter, after which he carefully dried him off, wrapped Lucien in a large bathrobe, and carried him out. Throughout this short journey, the eyes of Lucien were practically glued shut; he wanted to sleep, but he was kept awake by Dominic Vance.

"Be good, let me blow-dry your hair before you sleep, otherwise you will catch a cold."

He said this while taking the hairdryer out of his cabinet. Lucien obediently sat on the bed, half-leaning against his body so the man could dry his hair. At this moment, only the whirring sound of the hairdryer remained in the space, but Lucien was currently calculating other matters in his mind.

It seemed that his move on the chessboard was not bad at all; at the very least, Dominic Vance had begun to keep him in his heart, and his behavior was also much more human-like. If, in the past, he was merely someone who could satisfy the man’s lust, then right now, Dominic had evidently learned to care for him little by little.

This development was not bad; after a bit more time, once he grew accustomed to having him by his side, he could slowly provoke Dominic Vance into realizing that he had already developed feelings for him.

As long as it reached that step, he could consider himself halfway done with completing this world. As for Miles Sinclair or the Sinclair family? Hah, those matters would be exceedingly easy to resolve.

As long as Dominic Vance liked him, no matter how hard that family flicked their abacus until it broke, they would not be able to calculate anything at all.

By this time, the physical body of Lucien had also reached its absolute limit; soon after, his eyes could barely hold on any longer, closing just like that. Thus, Lucien nodded off a few times before completely leaning onto Dominic Vance and falling asleep.

Seeing this, the man gently unplugged the hairdryer, tossed it onto the carpet, and embraced the person into his arms.

Lucien also did not know how long he had slept, but it felt like not much time had passed. Suddenly, several static noises appeared in his mind, forcing Lucien to regain his consciousness. Right when he still had not grasped what was going on, before his eyes could even open, the voice of 000 emerged once again.

[Updating progress for the sub-branch, mission "Satisfying the male lead in three days".

Progress: 1/3, continuing to carry out the mission.

Reminder notification: After receiving the vital essence of the male lead, the health stats of the host will be increased. However, this will be accompanied by a number of side effects, including: the body starting to become more sensitive, and having a certain degree of dependency when coming into contact with the male lead.

Note: This state only exists during the time of executing the mission.]

"What did you just say? There are even side effects, why didn’t you mention this in the very beginning?"

[We are simply trying to help the romance line develop better; is this not exactly what you desire?]

"Yeah, thanks a lot, stop making things up for me!"

Lucien was so furious that he almost swore, but this time 000 did not reply to him anymore. Lucien knew that the entity communicating with him was the first personality of the system, infuriatingly strict and serious.

Oh well, if it were to act cheeky right now, he would probably go even crazier.

At this moment, Lucien was so irritated that he kept shifting his body; after that, he felt his waist being tightened by a hand, pulling him closely against the scorching hot chest behind him... They still had not put on any clothes!

Meanwhile, the husky voice carrying a sleepy tone of Dominic Vance rang out, seemingly trying to coax him: "Be good, I am here, everything is alright!"

Ah, this guy still thought he was sleeping, having a nightmare or something, which was why he was tossing around. But obviously, if Dominic Vance misunderstood like that, it would be even better for him, no harm done at all.

Hence, Lucien played along with it, pretending as if he had just grasped a life-saving straw in his dream, snuggling tightly into the embrace of the man. He even let out a few sobbing sounds, muttering indistinctly, "Save me..."

Sure enough, the man hugged him tightly in his arms once more, ceaselessly patting his back as if to comfort him, "It is okay, it is okay, just a nightmare, it is okay. I am here now..."

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