CHAPTER 65: THE NIGHT WITH SCENTED OIL

"If it’s with you, Dominic, I don’t hate it. I’m happy," Shiao Yi said while smiling brightly. His cheeks were red as he shyly buried his face against Dominic’s chest, whispering in a small voice that he wouldn’t mind if Dominic did more.

Even so, Dominic knew how small and delicate Shiao Yi’ body was—taking his whole thing in like that must’ve been hard at times.

Wanting to make things easier for him, Dominic opened a drawer and picked up a glass bottle. It was a bottle of scented oil given to him by Sayu—something especially made for situations like this, so Shiao Yi wouldn’t feel any pain or get hurt. It was said to be high-quality, gentle even on the most sensitive skin. Dominic was quietly impressed that something so helpful even existed.

But then, frustration stirred in him. Why hadn’t Louis handed it over to him sooner? How many nights had Shiao Yi endured discomfort that could’ve been avoided? Dominic felt real anger toward Louis for being so thoughtless.

Soon, Shiao Yi stepped out of the bath, his skin still flushed from the warmth. Knowing that Dominic would want to spend the night with him, he had come out wearing only a bathrobe. His face was red with embarrassment, and his eyes flicked away shyly.

Shiao Yi was modest by nature. He was still not used to lying naked in bed. He always blushed, always tried to hide even a little bit of himself from Dominic’s eyes.

But even that shyness—even the way he struggled with it—only stirred Dominic’s desire even more.

"You’re lucky, Dominic," Shiao Yi said quietly. "You’ve got that strong, impressive body. You should be proud. I bet you wouldn’t mind showing it off. But me? I’m small, and my muscles are barely there. I thought I’d trained pretty hard, honestly... but compared to you all, I’m like a child. I don’t want to show this body to anyone."

It was true that Shiao Yi didn’t have a rugged, muscular build, but Dominic thought his body was beautifully balanced and gently toned from careful effort. Protected by clothes and rarely exposed to the sun, his skin was pale, smooth, and fine-textured—so delicate and flawless that it was almost unreal.

Maybe it was the difference in their races, but Shiao Yi’s skin felt softer and more graceful than even the noblewomen of the royal court. Anyone—man or woman—who laid eyes on him like this would surely be drawn in, wanting him for themselves.

What should I do? When we go to the royal capital, everyone will see him. I don’t want that. I want to keep him hidden inside the house, away from all their eyes.

"What’s that, Dominic?" Shiao Yi asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"This? Louis give it to me, he said it’s from Sayu, he said I can use it when I’m doing it with you."

"Oh? I didn’t know he was worried about stuff like that. He’s really kind... but honestly, it’s a little embarrassing. I mean, doesn’t that basically make it obvious what we’re doing? It’s feels like everyone knows."

Shiao Yi squinted at the glass bottle in Dominic’s hand, tilting it from side to side and then he remember that Shiao Yi still couldn’t read this world text.

He had started studying little by little, though. Apparently, he was learning chemical formulas and other things under Aaron’s guidance.

That last thought bothered Dominic more than he expected—why was Aaron the one teaching him, not me? That uncomfortable feeling tugged at him.

Sensing the shift in Dominic’s mood with sharp instinct, Shiao Yi climbed up onto the bed. His robe slipped off his shoulders and fell around his waist, and he turned just his head to glance back at Dominic.

Is he doing this on purpose? Does he know how alluring he looks right now? Does he realize what that glance, that posture, does to my heart?

Dominic’s pulse quickened.

"Hey, Dominic, should we try this?" Shiao Yi asked. "It’s probably better than regular healing ointment. Want me to do it?"

He was on his knees, leaning forward in a way that looked almost inviting. To Dominic, it didn’t seem like an innocent offer at all—it felt like Shiao Yi was seducing him on purpose.

Of course, there was no way Dominic would let Shiao Yi do it by himself. This was his privilege—his role.

"Ah... ha..."

It hadn’t taken long after Dominic began gently rubbing the oil into Shiao Yi’s body, he coated his fingers thickly with the oil and at the same time he inserted his fingers Dominic let out a soft, heated moan.

Startled by his own voice, Shiao Yi quickly clapped a hand over his mouth.

Dominic suddenly remembered—this oil had a small note on it. It contained an aphrodisiac. So that explained it.

He gently turned Shiao Yi over, making him lie on his back. Then he pulled the hand away from his lips and leaned over to look into his face.

Shiao Yi’s eyes were heavy with emotion, glistening with heat, his cheeks flushed red. He seemed overwhelmed by the sudden wave of sensations and confused by his own arousal.

"I’m want to hear your voice," Dominic whispered hotly into Shiao Yi’sear.

As he spoke, he pressed kisses gently along Shiao Yis ear, his cheek, and then his lips—slow and warm. At the same time, he slowly increased the number of fingers he used, continuing to stretch and prepare him with care.

The oil that Dominic had poured inside Shiao Yi made lewd, wet sounds as his fingers moved.

"Ah... ahn... something feels... weird," Shiao Yi moaned softly. "Dominic... it’s strange... I’m burning up... it’s so hot... aah..."

He pleaded in a sweet, melting voice, but to Dominic, it only sounded like he was tempting him even more, whether he meant to or not.

Before long, Shiao Yi began to fall apart under the sensation. His hips started to move restlessly on their own, as if saying that Dominic’s fingers alone just weren’t enough anymore.