The System Keeps Making Me Do Indecent Missions [BL, R18]

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Reflections of Desire

Lucien met his own gaze in the mirror. Those sharp, almond-shaped eyes were now brimming with tears, the corners of his eyelashes wet, and his cheeks flushed with a pale pink hue like early spring peach blossoms. The dark blue silk shirt slipped down, revealing his slender collarbones and faint red hickeys that looked like fallen petals on his fair skin. Behind Lucien, Dominic Vance resembled a predator that had finally secured its prey; the man’s eyes were dark and satiated, his warm breath washing over Lucien’s ear in rhythmic waves.

Dominic’s hand slowly caressed the curve of Lucien’s waist through the thin silk. Those long, slender fingers traced lightly over every fold of fabric, acting as though they were adjusting the clothes for Lucien, yet simultaneously savoring a piece of art that Dominic alone had the privilege to touch. He pulled the collar a fraction lower, exposing a soft, rounded shoulder. Then he smoothed out the creases on the hip, slowly and meticulously, as if every minuscule detail on Lucien’s body required his utmost attention.

"The stitching at the waist is a bit loose." he spoke while pulling the silk waist tie a little tighter, accentuating the soft curves of the hip and lower back: "You are too thin, you need to eat a little more."

Lucien bit his lip, offering no reply. He could feel every fingertip of the older man gliding across his body like tiny embers, leaving a scorching trail in their wake.

The side effects of the system rendered his flesh so sensitive that it almost ached; every single touch sent violent tremors through his entire frame. His scalp tingled with numbness, and his spine turned to jelly. Yet on the surface, he could only blush, his eyelashes fluttering while his eyes shimmered as if he were on the verge of tears.

Damn it all.

When exactly would this cursed side effect finally disappear? Did 000 not say it would only last for three days? Why was it still lingering? Lucien gritted his teeth internally, silently cursing the system a hundred times over, but outwardly maintained his pitiful, fragile demeanor.

Dominic seemed highly satisfied with Lucien’s reaction. He released the waist tie, then suddenly changed his mind. The man patted Lucien gently on the hip, signaling for the youth to stand up.

"Change into something else." He said, his tone as casual as a command, though his eyes could not conceal a glint of amusement: "Do not layer your clothes, or the true beauty of the garments will not be fully visible."

Lucien blinked, immediately understanding Dominic’s true intentions. This pervert did not merely want to watch him put on new clothes; he also wanted to watch him take the old ones off. Dominic wanted to witness every layer of fabric sliding off Lucien’s body under the warm yellow light, inside a room where all four walls were mirrors, reflecting every angle of his figure from all directions.

Lucien took a deep breath, trying his utmost to maintain his composure. He stood up from Dominic’s lap and stepped into the center of the dressing room. The golden light cascaded over his porcelain skin, his soft and slightly messy hair, and the dark blue silk shirt that was now wrinkled from the previous caresses.

He raised his hands and slowly pulled at the waist tie. The silk slipped undone, falling to the floor without a single sound.

The shirt loosened, unveiling his slender waist and a portion of his flat abdomen. Lucien could hear Dominic’s breathing growing increasingly heavy. He did not look at the man, he merely continued to slowly undo each button of the shirt. His fingers trembled, and it took quite a while before they were all unfastened. The silk shirt slipped from his shoulders, dropping into a dark blue cloud at his feet.

With mirrors installed in every direction of the dressing room, Lucien only needed to cast a brief glance to see his own figure reflected upon them. His upper half was completely bare, the fair skin glowing under the lights, highlighting slender collarbones and rounded shoulders, while old and new hickeys intertwined across his neck and chest like a mottled painting.

And behind him was the profound, pitch-black gaze of Dominic, locking intensely onto Lucien’s back that was shivering slightly from the cold. Lucien even thought he was hallucinating, feeling as though that stare was more scorching than glowing embers.

Feigning ignorance, Lucien simply bent down, intending to take off the silk trousers he was wearing. But before he could do anything, a sudden force yanked him backward, and he fell squarely into Dominic’s embrace. The man held him like a madman, using one hand to grip Lucien’s chin and tilt his face up, forcing him to look directly into the mirror.

The man’s other hand rested on his waist, continuously caressing down the curve of the lower back, then down to the hip, before stopping there, fingers pressing lightly against the protruding hipbone.

"Look at how you are right now." Dominic’s voice was already deeply tinged with lust, low and hoarse yet incredibly magnetic: "So beautiful, how come no one has ever noticed this before?"

Lucien was forced by Dominic to stare into the mirror. He saw the image of a young boy, nearly naked, completely buried in the older man’s arms. With red-rimmed eyes and lips slightly swollen from kisses, his limp posture leaning against the other person only served to further incite a sadistic desire to bully him.

Meanwhile, Dominic behind him remained immaculately dressed, save perhaps for a slightly wrinkled collar where Lucien had grabbed it. He still perfectly maintained the appearance of a dignified, commanding leader.

However, that bastard’s actions were anything but dignified.

Dominic leaned down to press a kiss against Lucien’s bare shoulder, seemingly extremely fond of this spot. In just one fitting session, Dominic had already kissed it several times. Then he trailed kisses up his neck and onto Lucien’s earlobe. There was no order to it, he just kissed frantically, each touch delivering a sensation that was both scalding and wet.

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