Of course, Kael couldn’t return to the summit like this. Even if Jojo wouldn’t notice, Kael still felt filthy at the thought of sleeping beside his son while sporting a full erection.
So instead, he leapt over the palace wall and ran into the forest outside of the kingdom, hoping the biting cold of the winter night would clear his head, and chase away the indecent thoughts about Sisi.
An hour passed since he ran around the cold forest, but hs erection remained.
Still hard. Still twitching.
Kael ripped off his tattered cloak and cursed under his breath as his second Kael pushed through his loincloth. There was no hiding it now, especially not with how thick and long it was.
"Damn it! What the hell is wrong with ?!" he growled, panicking as he searched for a nearby river.
Once he found a river, he noticed the ice along the surface had lted, though the water beneath would surely be freezing.
Which would be perfect, because the cold water would definitely calm him down.
He stripped off his loincloth and plunged into the river for at while.
Unfortunately, his curse rendered the attempt useless. His body temperature refused to drop. Cold and heat ant nothing to him. Even after soaking for a long while, he remained fully erect—worse, the shaft stood thick and veiny, defiantly unyielding.
"Why are you—argh!" Kael snarled as he climbed back to the riverside.
He was truly at his wit’s end.
His dick even twitched, as if taunting him that he needed to mate now, or it might stay that way all night... or longer.
He had never experienced this before, at least not for a long ti.
He had this kind of super erection when he was a teenage boy years ago.
Back then, he simply jacked it off without thinking about anything, and then he would ejaculate and went on with his life.
Unfortunately this was even worse than the version in his teenage life.
Running hadn’t worked. Cold water hadn’t worked, all because his cursed body simply refused to comply.
So Kael turned to the source of the problem.
Sisi.
He’d beco hard the mont she whispered in his ear.
He couldn’t even rember what she’d said. He only rembered her bewitching voice, her breath brushing against his skin, and her strange floral scent—both familiar and elusive.
Her scent had overwheld his senses, urging him to lean closer and closer, as if his nose and lips might brush against her nape, desperate to identify that elusive fragrance.
At the ti, his nose hadn’t caught the usual stench of rot. Her whisper had been brief, yet it left a profound impact on him.
It had to be her beauty, he decided.
Sisi was devastatingly beautiful, like a spirit that lured n to ruin.
’Is she using her witchcraft?’ he wondered. ’Did she cast a spell on ?’
That thought passed his mind for a while before he shook his head.
Simply because it was impossible for him to be bewitched by a spell.
The Dusk Star curse was the strongest curse in Roc Forest, which nullified all kinds of weaker charms and curses. So he was immune to almost every magic in the world.
Which ant only one thing.
He was attracted to her, at least attracted enough that he wanted to mate with her.
And that was unacceptable.
’She doesn’t even like as a friend,’ he told himself. ’And I shouldn’t touch her. I need to stay loyal to my fated mate.’
Since there was no way out, Kael decided to kill his desire by imagining Sisi in the worst possible way.
Kael closed his eyes.
He imagined Sisi staring down at him with cold disdain, acting as if she held a higher authority than him.
He hated that look, but still preferred it to her polite, false smile.
In his mind, she spoke sharply:
"You filthy beast who thinks with his dick. Who gave you permission to leer at like a lecherous pervert?"
Then, Sisi would use her power to summon vines that erupted from the ground, restraining his limbs.
She also summoned two extra vines: one coiled around his neck, just like during the blizzard.
Another wrapped around his erect penis.
Kael would play along, acting as if he couldn’t break free from the restraint as she forced him to kneel in front of her.
Then, Sisi pressed her foot against his shoulder, toes digging in as she sneered:
"Lecherous beast. This is your punishnt for lusting after . You’re not allowed to cum until I tell you to, understand?"
...
Originally, Kael had intended to imagine Sisi in the worst possible way—as a detestable villainess who delighted in tornting others.
That way, he thought, he would be turned off. His erection would soften, and he could finally go ho and sleep beside Jojo in peace.
But instead, the image of Sisi tornting him only made him harder than before. He felt the heat of his body sink and pool around his groin, and the tip of his cock began to leak precum.
Kael gritted his teeth, realizing there was no escape other than relief. He wrapped his hand around his veiny shaft and began to stroke it.
Closing his eyes again, he imagined Sisi kicking him onto his back.
She stepped on his chest and mocked him, "Do your subjects know their king is a pervert who enjoys being treated like this? You’re a disgrace, Kael."
"Urghh... I—I—" Kael stamred, unable to answer the question she posed in his imagination.
It was detestable for a mighty king like him to take pleasure in this.
Yet he did. And there was nothing he could do about it.
His hand moved faster and faster until his breathing grew heavy and uneven.
The Sisi in his fantasy smirked when she saw the precum coating his vine-bound cock, nudging it with her toe.
"Go on. Cum if you like. Let it be proof that you’re a pervert who enjoys being treated roughly by ."
"Urgh! Arrgh! Grrhh!"
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt.
Kael released thick streams of cum that splashed into the river and were carried away by the current. He ca again and again—at least ten tis—before his body finally cald.
"Hah... huff... haah..."
Groaning, Kael stared down as his dick finally softened. He cursed himself bitterly.
This was the first ti he had ever masturbated while imagining a soone... and she wasn’t even his fated mate!
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