There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)-Chapter 710: Side Story 3. Stellar Blossom - 45

Despite looking like he would devour Radia whole, Han Joon stopped after only coming once.

"I told you it was okay to do it until I passed out," Radia said between heavy breaths, staring at Han Joon through glazed eyes. "You can even continue while I’m asleep, you know."

"What’s the fun in that?" Han Joon leaned down to plant a soft kiss on Radia’s sweaty forehead, brushing the red hair back. "I want to see your flushed face and hear your pretty moans."

The heart rate that had calmed down slightly was racing again, and scarlet bloomed across Radia’s cheek once more.

Han Joon smiled while stroking the reddened cheek. "Mm, like this."

"I always wondered, but..." Radia squinted his eyes dubiously. "Where did you get this thing from?"

"What thing?"

Radia ran his fingers across Joon’s chest and asked with pursed lips. "Where did you learn to be so...flirty?"

Han Joon tilted his head. "I learned from you," he chuckled. "And I have no one to practice it on but you."

Radia blinked. What the hell--was this man a natural? Damn it. How many people would be head over heels for Han Joon if this man wasn’t so fixated on him from the start? How easy would he get people to fall on their knees if even cracked his door open a little bit?

Pressing his lips in a sudden burst of possessiveness, Radia got up and turned over to straddle the man. It was exhausting doing it in the morning, but he had decided to throw out rationality that day.

Grasping the surprised face, infuriatingly handsome even with the sweat from their lovemaking, Radia kissed the man and whispered against the glistening lips. "Once more."

Han Joon laughed and delightfully obliged, although it was mainly Radia who moved this time. All he had to do was hold the lean waist and thrust once in a while to tease the man. It was such an indulgence to see how lewd his darling could be while riding him, the lip bitings and unreserved moans.

A pliant Radia was delectable, but a dominant Radia was truly a delight. He moved all he wanted, sometimes erratic, and the random, unmethodical rhythm was full of surprising pleasure. This time, he felt the difference between the nineteen-year-old Radia in his memory and the thirty-nine-year-old Radia who had more experience.

It was almost disappointing when it was over, but Radia was too exhausted for a prolonged game, and Han Joon remembered that they had yet to consume their breakfast earlier. No wonder his darling ran out of steam after cumming four times.

Han Joon glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was past breakfast, but his darling was in need of food. "Should I ask for breakfast?"

"They probably put a trolley outside," Radia murmured against the pillow.

It was to let to realize that they were probably making a loud noise, but the house staff, just like the ones in his mansion, was trained to face this kind of thing. If anything, Badri had probably warned them to stay away from the bedroom gallery. That being said, his nosy mother would get annoyed to see they left their breakfast untouched and asked the house staff to prepare a new one and place it outside the bedroom.

Curiously, Han Joon did find a trolley with a set of breakfast warmed with a heating device.

"Drink first; you let out too much fluid."

Radia threw a pillow at his mischievous lover, but received the glass of water nonetheless. Rather than dehydration, his throat was hoarse from moaning too much after not doing it for so long. For some reason, Han Joon was feeding him while humming.

"Why?" he asked curiously before biting into the honey-butter crumpet from Joon’s hand.

"Hmm?" Han Joon responded with a fresh, almost innocent smile. "It’s just...it feels like we’re living together."

Ah...Radia was reminded that this Joon was a twenty-year-old one. While they often spent their private time in a hotel after they graduated from the academy, those times were only a few hours of affair. They had never spent a whole night together at that point.

Radia swallowed his food and said after contemplating it for a few seconds. "We can live together from now on."

Han Joon stopped his hand and blinked at Radia’s words. He had been asking for it and met with rejection, so when it finally came through...he was rather in disbelief.

"Since you’re no longer a minor," Radia shrugged.

Han Joon froze for a few seconds before placing the spoon down and shoving his hand in front of Radia, palm up. "Give it to me then."

Radia raised his brow at the childishly demanding tone, before chuckling and taking off the necklace he had worn ever since Joon fell into a coma. Those black eyes had been staring sharply at the ring ever since Radia took off his sweater earlier.

He took the ring out of the platinum chain and handed it over. "Here."

Han Joon merely flipped his hand and used the same demanding tone. "Put it on."

Radia laughed and held the sturdy hand in front of him, gently slipping the wedding band to where it belonged. "Now, I pronounce you my husband," he said, taking the hand to his lips and kissing the ring. "Again."

Han Joon pulled his hand, along with the one holding it. "You may kiss your husband too," he whispered. "Not just the ring."

Radia happily let Joon consummate their wedding kiss. After all, he remembered it, but not Joon. It was soft and gentle, unlike the kiss they had this morning, but it was pleasurable all the same. It was also a long one, enough for Radia to contemplate whether or not they should have a wedding reception for their fifth anniversary--although it was still more than half a year later.

"When can I move?" was the first thing Han Joon asked after they finished their breakfast.

"How impatient," Radia playfully smacked the man. "We should tell the others first."

"Hmm..."

"Don’t sulk," Radia chuckled and kissed Joon again. It was truly fascinating when he realized that Han Joon was twenty inside. "I’ll stay with you all day today." free𝑤ebnovel.com

The black eyes sparkled, and the mood instantly shifted just like that. "Yeah?"

"I won’t have the mind to do any work today, anyway," Radia shrugged. He had already put a protocol in place for today, so he was essentially free unless an emergency happened. "So, what do you want to do? Just rolling around in bed?"

Han Joon glanced at the slightly disheveled and wet sheet with a frown. "...it’s filthy."

"You neat freak," Radia scoffed. "Then...is there anywhere you want to go? You said you’re bored getting stuck here."

"Would it be alright?" Han Joon narrowed his eyes. They had been very adamant about keeping him around the house before, even preventing him from browsing the link.

And he was not keen on doing it again after the massive headache he experienced last night. He got what he wanted anyway, which was staying with Radia, so he didn’t feel the need to urgently recover his memory anymore.

"Well...we mainly wanted to shield you from knowing about that operation," Radia explained. "It doesn’t really matter now."

There were still several things that Joon had no idea about, like how he ended the operation or how his father died, but...it was not something he could find out by stepping outside or browsing the link, so going outside wouldn’t flood him with too much information.

"Ah, I’ll return your commlink," Radia said. Even if Joon wouldn’t gain much from browsing around, it was still good for communication. "Just a warning; we have a group chat with those troublemakers, so..."

"The kids?" Han Joon chuckled. Even though technically those ’kids’ were older than him, they still acted like kids somehow. At least in front of him. Perhaps thanks to that, Joon did not feel too much disparity from the time gap. "Ah, then...the only one I had yet to remember is Zein?"

Reina, who he didn’t know when he was fifteen, was already there when he was twenty. She was one of the reasons why he decided to leave for the military: because he was sure Reina would take care of Shin. But there was still no memory of Zein.

"He came around a year--well, less than a year--before you eradicate the system, so you probably need to remember everything first."

"I see," Han Joon nodded.

Radia chuckled. "How funny..."

"What is?"

"He was the first one to find out about us," Radia smirked.

"Oh?"

"He was walking in when we were doing it in the guild’s office."

Han Joon raised his brow at this new piece of information. So they did it in the office? How nice. "And he kept quiet about it?"

"Zein is the type to keep out of other people’s business as long as it doesn’t affect him."

"Figured," Han Joon chuckled. "He controls Bassena well."

"You’re right about that," Radia smiled. "He has become a part of our family, although he’s the head of another Old House. But well...Grandma tutored him on it sometime, so..."

"...family," Han Joon muttered while staring at his coffee.

"Hmm?"

He turned his head toward the window, where the sun had almost risen to its peak. "I want to visit my mother and sister."

"Ah," Radia nodded. Han Joon wouldn’t know where they were currently because he had moved them so their ashes could be next to each other. "Sure, let’s do that."

Han Joon smiled and swept Radia off his foot, hoisting the man over his shoulder. "Well, then--we need to shower first before we go."

Radia laughed as he clutched Jon’s shoulder. Not once did he believe that they would end up only taking a shower.