Villain's Second Heart: Trapped in A Fantasy Novel (BL)-Chapter 63: What Happens In An Onsen...

"Why do I have to go first?" Ezra protested, but Oberyn behind him had already dropped his pants and waded into the water.

Both Ezra and Rav exchanged a look and a nervous smile.

"Surely you two have done something together by now," Rav whispered into Ezra's ear. Despite the two having a moment, Oberyn didn't seem to notice. He retreated to the far corner of the onsen, found a nice spot to sit, and threw his head back, resting it on a nearby towel as he soaked in quiet comfort.

"I mean, yeah," Ezra blushed. "So what?"

"I just find it so humorous how comfortable he is with his nakedness - oh, he's glowing!"

Ezra eyed the Nephilim, whose body was now alight with an amber glow.

"That's how he digests," Ezra replied back. "You know, given his lack of a digestive system. Listen, I don't know how that all works in there with his biology."

Rav drummed his fingers on his arm. "Does he glow when you make him service you?" Rav taunted. Ezra swatted at him, and the catboy darted back, feigning fear and hissing.

"No, but...maybe next time I can ask. Kinda cute, isn't it?"

Rav and he watched Oberyn sparkle in the water, oblivious to the world.

"It's hard to even fathom," Rav said wistfully. "What it would be like to grow up, so blissfully unaware of shame...not that he's had it easy, hm? That much is clear."

The weight of the words hung heavy. "Yeah," Ezra replied, thinking of their unfinished conversation earlier, of curses and his life on the moon.

Rav's tail twitched a few times, coming to a pause crookedly in the air behind him.

"Don't let tonight get to you," Rav said, quieter than before. His wise Ferin eyes betrayed his heart - he felt something amiss in the air between Oberyn and Ezra, though he dared not speculate its cause.

They both lingered beside the onsen for a minute in silence.

"So, uh...are you going in?" Rav murmured.

"Are you shy all of a sudden?" Ezra teased - but to his surprise, Rav didn't smile or laugh back.

"Alcor always went in first. Just like Oberyn did. He never waited for me, stupid man."

His heartbeat quickened, the words stirring something in him deeper than he'd realized.

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"I'm not - "

"No, you're not," Rav smirked. "That is very clear. But, I am a Ferin of habit. Though, if it pleases you, I can get naked first."

Ezra's face flushed and he turned away. "Do whatever you like. I won't be looking."

As he spoke, he heard the sound of clothes dropping to the floor.

"Are you sure?" Rav purred.

Ezra took a deep breath.

Damn, he wanted to look.

Oberyn wouldn't even notice or care.

Just a peek. How bad could a peek be?

'No, Ezra. Stick to your conviction!'

Rav leaned back, tensing his firm muscles as he stretched big and wide.

"Mmmm."

Ezra might not have been looking, but Oberyn did. Even the innocent Nephilim was gawking.

"Wow, Rav!" he called out. "You have some impressive muscles! Maybe I should bulk up a little bit..."

"Don't I?" Rav giggled, posing and showing off. "A little bulk on you would be lovely! You don't need to get Ezra-big."

"Er...you don't mind if I look, do you?" Oberyn lowered his head slightly to hide his expression. "I, uh..."

"Oh, I prefer it! Your dumb boyfriend over here refuses to look at me. I think he's worried he'll be seduced, hm?"

"Shut it, Rav," Ezra groaned, removing his clothes quickly and plopping himself into the bath. He faced directly ahead and refused to look back.

He glanced at Oberyn, who was already taking mental notes of Rav's body, scanning like he was reading the bottom line of a vision test.

"Okay, you don't need to stare at it," Rav chuckled as he wandered into the onsen. "You'll make Ezra mad."

"Mad?" Oberyn frowned. "Why?"

"He's jeal-" he started, but Ezra splashed water in his face as he spoke and interrupted him.

"Hmph."

"In my world, this would be slightly weird, is all," Ezra huffed.

'Two drop-dead gorgeous men in a tub with me, both flirting...'

Ezra sank into the water, just his eyes and hair poking out.

'And one of them made me finish like, seven times in the past 24 hours...'

He stewed in silence, trying to ignore everything.

"So, Ezra's been good to you, hm?" Rav asked, scooting close to Oberyn. He glowered mischievously at Ezra, who was still refusing to look in his direction.

"Yeah, of course," Oberyn smiled. "Ezra's...the best person I've ever met."

"High praise," Rav grinned. He raised his arms up and folded them behind his head, tensing his biceps.

"I'm happy to be number two, if it means helping you with your research..."

Oberyn blushed. "Thanks, but I have my hands full with it already. Although, I did get a good look at your...whatever it's called. I think I have an idea of how to make mine, now."

"Precious. Are you going to give that a whirl now? I can give you some substantive feedback."

"Rav!" Ezra shouted.

"Alright, alright," he hummed.

"Only if Ezra says it's okay."

The human squinted. "Why's it my decision - wait, don't tell me you're actually considering it, Oby!"

The Nephilim gave him a strange look. "Is it really a big deal...?" He turned to Rav, his shamelessness astounding.

"Anyway, Ezra said I belong to him, and he belongs to me, so I suppose I'll defer to him, yeah. He knows a lot more about all this sex stuff than I do."

"Oh, so all I have to do is convince Ezra, and you're free game?" Rav snickered.

"I hate you both right now," Ezra fretted.

"Hehe."

Rav rose from the water, and Ezra accidentally looked up right when he did. The definition, the bone structure, the way the water dripped off his flesh...even the scars on his torso were enthralling.

Not to mention the sizeable thing between his legs. Rav was a shower, not a grower.

'Damn it, Rav!'