Chapter 82 - Blindness

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Side Story ーFrom Mikado's Perspectiveー

 

Chapter 82: "A Happy New Year"

 

 

"You're back already?"

 

It was New Year's Eve.

 

As Ren greeted Mikado in a flat tone, Mikado stepped forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Ren's body. Fresh from the bath and dressed in a robe, Ren squirmed in mild annoyance and pushed against Mikado's chest.

 

"Don't cling to me. You reek of alcohol."

 

"Sorry, sorry. My old man wouldn't stop pouring drinks."

 

"Good grief… Was it really okay to leave your father's party like that?"

 

"Yeah, everyone was already drunk out of their minds anyway."

 

"I see… I figured you'd come home after the new year started, so I was just about to go to bed."

 

"There's no way I'd let that happen. This year, I wanted to spend the countdown with you—no matter what."

 

Tonight, Mikado had been invited to a party thrown on a whim by his father, Yoichiro Mikado.

 

After passing the company presidency to his son when Haruhito came of age, Yoichiro had assumed the role of an advisor. At first, he had devoted himself entirely to mentoring the new president, but this year, he'd begun to step back, leaving more room for Haruhito to manage things on his own. With time on his hands, and a distaste for idleness, Yoichiro began dabbling in business consulting for young entrepreneurs.

 

Surprisingly, the venture was a success. The younger executives began affectionately referring to him as "Teacher."

 

This year's New Year's Eve party was a countdown event hosted for those very protégés. Most of them were around Mikado's age, and Mikado found the gathering intellectually stimulating.

 

There had even been several alpha women among the guests. Though some offered passionate invitations for a one-night encounter, Mikado brushed them off without hesitation—and returned here, to the Kunishiro residence.

 

He had made up his mind: this second year of their bond, he would see the new year in with Ren.

 

Last year, he had been obligated to attend a countdown event hosted by a business client, leaving him unable to spend the moment with Ren.

 

"…Do you think your father's starting to suspect something?"

 

Ren asked casually as he poured water from a crystal carafe into two glasses.

 

"Suspect what?"

 

"That you've got someone."

 

"Someone—oh, thanks."

 

Mikado accepted the glass handed to him with exaggerated politeness. Then, side by side, they sat on the sofa, and he drank deeply. The water tasted inexplicably better, knowing Ren had poured it for him.

 

"Well… maybe he has picked up on something. Though I doubt he'd ever guess that his son's 'someone' is none other than Ren Kunishiro."

 

"I can imagine."

 

"Since I've kept avoiding things, he's started bringing up matchmaking—probably to test me or push my hand."

 

"…Then the perfume must've come from one of those 'candidates' he lined up for you?"

 

"Perfume?"

 

Mikado flinched and sniffed at his dress shirt. Sure enough, there was a sharp, artificial floral scent lingering faintly from his shirt and discarded jacket.

 

—Ah, right. I've helped a tipsy woman stay on her feet. It must've rubbed off then.

 

"Ah… but Ren, it's not like that kind of party. Sure, there were women, but they were all Alphas."

 

"I don't care what kind of party it was or what you did. It has nothing to do with me."

 

"Wha—wait, what are you saying, Mr. Ren?"

 

"Don't be noisy. And what's with the 'Mr.' all of a sudden?"

 

Ren's voice remained calm and measured, but his refined, sharply sculpted eyes were clearly displeased. His brow was faintly furrowed, and he refused to meet Mikado's gaze. The sight made Mikado's heart skip.

 

—No way. Mr. Ren's jealous…!?

 

Ren, with his robe slipping open, legs casually crossed, tousled hair still damp from the bath, was feigning indifference. But Mikado reached out and grabbed his shoulder firmly.

 

"H-Hey. Don't touch me."

 

"You're jealous."

 

"Huh!? W-Why would I be jealous!?"

 

"Sorry for worrying you. A woman stumbled into me, that's all. I swear, nothing happened."

 

"…I couldn't care less."

 

"But I'm your mate. And I love you more than anyone else does. You know that better than anyone, don't you?"

 

"Ugh…"

 

Mikado slowly slid his hand beneath the edge of Ren's robe, caressing the firm, pale thigh beneath. Ren flinched and shot him a sharp glare—but his cheeks were already tinged a delicate pink, and even that steely gaze had begun to soften.

 

"Right?"

 

"…Nngh… don't touch me…"

 

"Sorry… But I'm happy."

 

"Ah—"

 

His hand crept higher, brushing along Ren's thigh, and with it, the hem of the robe shifted upward. The sight of Ren's flushed expression and gradually revealed skin stirred a deep heat within Mikado's body.

 

"I don't know what you're so happy about…! I'm not jealous or anything!"

 

"You were a little upset though, weren't you?"

 

"I—I wasn't!"

 

"There you go again. Even your stubbornness is unbearably cute."

 

"Don't call me cute… mmf…!"

 

Ren's lips were caught in a sudden kiss, cutting off his protest. Mikado caught his wrist, pulling him close and tipping him backward onto the sofa with a thump.

 

"Mm… idiot, let me go…!"

 

"I won't."

 

With that, Mikado sat up and loosened his tie in one smooth motion. He quickly undid his buttons and shrugged off the shirt that still carried that faint perfume scent. Then he leaned back down, brushing Ren's cheek with his fingers, and offered a soft smile.

 

"My heart, my body—everything I am belongs to you."

 

"…That's…"

 

"You know that, don't you?"

 

He murmured it against Ren's neck, and the moment his lips touched skin, Ren's body jolted in reaction. Mikado placed gentle, lingering kisses along his throat, then trailed his tongue along his earlobe, teasing it until Ren let out a breathy, involuntary gasp and clung to his shoulders.

 

"Haruhito…"

 

"Ren… I love you. So much."

 

"Wait… not here… it's so bright…"

 

"Let me see you. All of you. The face you make when you feel good."

 

"You idiot…!"

 

Mikado loosened the sash of the bathrobe, revealing Ren's bare form beneath. He hadn't been wearing anything underneath, his lean, graceful frame and hard, erect genitals quickly came into view. Flustered by how easily he had responded to Mikado's touch, Ren turned his face away in embarrassment.

 

Smiling softly, Mikado placed warm kisses along Ren's flushed ears and neck. His fingers trailed gently down the curve of his buttocks, gliding from his waist to his side, and from there to the soft pink tips of his chest, tracing light, reverent paths as if committing every inch to memory.

 

Ren's skin was heated, faintly trembling under each touch, as though it had been waiting—aching—for Mikado. Every time Mikado's fingers grazed him, Ren's breath hitched with a sensual gasp, his hips arching as if to chase the pleasure. Mikado found himself helplessly intoxicated by the beauty of it.

 

"You really are beautiful… Ren."

 

"…ah… Haruhito…"

 

"So beautiful… I want to see even more of you. Show me everything."

 

"Aah…!"

 

Mikado's lips closed around a sensitive peak, teasing and wet with breath and saliva. Ren jerked beneath him, a sweet cry escaping his lips as pleasure surged through his body.

 

He sucked gently, slowly tracing the stiffened nub with his tongue, savoring its shape. At the same time, he toyed with the other one between his fingers, coaxing even deeper moans from Ren, whose voice grew increasingly thick with desire, only fanning the flames of Mikado's need.

 

"Ah… no, stop—idiot! Don't just focus there…!"

 

"What, is it not enough? Want me to touch you somewhere else too?"

 

"That's not—ah… ahh…"

 

"You're adorable, Ren. Just from this, you're trembling so much… you're too sexy."

 

"Ahh…!"

 

Before he knew it, Ren's hips were undulating in a slow, wanting rhythm, and he was grinding against the hardness pressing against him—Mikado's own arousal, already swollen and hot. Drawn in by Ren's flushed, melting expression and the sweet scent of his pheromones, Mikado captured his lips in a deep kiss.

 

To his surprise, Ren kissed him back with rare intensity, twining his tongue around Mikado's and pulling him close with slender arms around his neck. The desire in Ren's touch made Mikado's heart ache—with joy, with love, with want. As their tongues tangled in a heady kiss, Mikado lifted his hips, loosening his belt and unfastening the front of his slacks.

 

Then, fingers slick with the heat between them, he reached down and traced the entrance that ached for him—wet and twitching with need.

 

"Nnh… ah! H-Haruhito…"

 

"Ren… you're amazing. You're already so wet…"

 

"D-Don't say that, you idiot! That's embarrassing…!"

 

"Sorry… ah, you're just so cute I think I'm going crazy. You want me that much…"

 

"A-ah—nn!"

 

Each time his fingers moved in and out, soft, wet sounds echoed obscenely. Ren flushed deep red, shaking his head and scowling, trying to protest through clenched teeth.

 

"Stupid—stop! I don't want to hear those sounds…"

 

But despite his words, his body responded eagerly, hips writhing under Mikado's hand. His sharp, elegant eyes were now damp with tears, shimmering with emotion. The once-distant, ice-cold flower—so dignified and beyond reach—was now utterly undone beneath Mikado's touch, and he was achingly beautiful.

 

Mikado's self-control was nearly at its breaking point.

 

—Ren, the most beautiful and noble of all, trembling like this under my hands…

 

Back when he thought Ren was an Alpha, he hadn't even dared to dream. And yet, every time he saw him, his heart would race—and he'd picture this moment again and again, alone in secret fantasies. Now, all of Ren—his voice, his body, his heart—belonged only to him.

 

—He's my mate. Mine alone…

 

"Haa… haa… sorry—I can't hold back anymore."

 

"Wait—ah… nngh—!"

 

"Ahh… Ren…"

 

The tip slipped in with ease, and though his walls clung tight, there was a softness—like he was melting from within—that welcomed Mikado. No matter how many times they did this, Ren's body gave him a pleasure unlike any other. As Mikado thrust deeply, more urgently than usual, Ren let out a faint cry and came, his own release spilling forth uncontrollably.

 

Even after that, Ren's body kept pulsing, clutching around Mikado's penis, desperate and hot. Mikado moved his hips gently, rocking in and out of that wet, burning heat.

 

"Ah! Aah… nnghh…!"

 

"…Ren… you already came?"

 

"I-I… nngh…"

 

"I'm sorry… I can't stop. You just feel too good—!"

 

He pulled out his cock as far as he could and penetrated him to the depths in one go, and Ren forgot all his shame and let out a sweet, lewd cry.

 

"Ah, ahh...mm!"

 

That sound, that expression—Mikado couldn't get enough of it. He drove into him again and again, hands holding Ren's thighs apart, watching the place where they were connected dripping wet with their love juices as he penetrated Ren again and again.

 

"A-Ah, ah—!"

 

"God… you're so beautiful…"

 

"I—I'm coming again…! Aah…!"

 

"Come for me… I want to see it. Let me see you fall apart for me, Ren."

 

"Ahh… nnngh…!"

 

As Ren's climax approached, his whole body tensed, then buckled. He clung tightly to Mikado's back, legs wrapped firmly around him, hips jerking with every pulse as he rode out the waves of release. It felt like everything in him was pulling Mikado in, milking him of everything he had.

 

The sharp scratch of Ren's nails, the long legs around his waist, the flushed face resting on his shoulder—it was too much. Mikado loved every inch of him, drunk on the moment.

 

He pressed a kiss to Ren's ear.

 

"You're adorable when you come…"

 

"S-Shut up…! Haa… haa…"

 

"You were so cute, I almost came too…"

 

"Why is it always me…? I can't keep up…"

 

"I just want to make you feel good. That's all. Hey… I think you can go one more time…"

 

"Ah… mm…"

 

As he shook his hips lightly, Ren shivered again, brows drawing together in a helpless expression. Ren's lewd expression made him want to go for another round without pulling out... Just when he thought that...

 

The chime of the clock echoed through the room, signaling midnight.

 

The new year had begun.

 

"…It's past midnight," Ren whispered, still held close in Mikado's arms.

 

Smiling, Mikado shifted and gently pulled Ren onto his lap, brushing sweet kisses along his lips.

 

"Happy New Year," he whispered warmly.

 

Ren let out a quiet laugh and looked at him with tender eyes, brushing a kiss against the tip of Mikado's nose.

 

"Happy New Year to you too…"

 

"I love you, Ren. Always."

 

Fingers tangled in golden strands, Mikado met Ren's emerald gaze with absolute sincerity. Ren averted his eyes shyly, lips trembling with emotion.

 

"…Yeah. I love you too."

 

"Hehe… I'm seriously the happiest guy in the world. I love you so much, Ren."

 

Mikado slipped the robe from Ren's shoulders, fully embracing his bare form, still joined together. Ren flushed even deeper, squirming.

 

"O-Okay, okay—I get it, now just… pull out already. I need a shower—ah!"

 

"I'm not pulling out. It's the first time this year—we have to make it special."

 

"W-What are you even saying, you idiot! Stop—ah, ngh…!"

 

And again, their lips met. Again, they surrendered to each other.

 

Wrapped in warmth, skin against skin, they lost themselves in the sweetness of the moment.

 

Outside the window, beneath a crisp and quiet winter sky, fresh snow began to fall like soft cotton—drifting, floating down in celebration of the new year.

 

'A Happy New Year ーFrom Mikado's Perspectiveー' The End

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