CHAPTER 45: [18+] AT YOUR FEET

A/N: This Chapter and the next one has portrayal of dubious consent.

"Uh... Do I really have to be blindfolded?"

Hermes found himself in a strange position. His hands were restrained using a curtain tieback, and he was wearing his own necktie as a blindfold.

All part of his ’reward’.

"S-Sorry. It’s my first time so I’m a tad embarrassed." Eirwyn told him with a sheepish tone. "I promise that I’ll do whatever you ask but... Can you please drink this first?"

"Drink what?" Hermes was even more confused.

Eirwyn stroked his head. "Just some doxy-PEP and PrEP pills. You do know what that is, right? It’s to avoid the chances of sexually transmitted diseases and HIV."

"Oh... I actually didn’t know about those."

Hermes cursed in his head. ’Shit, why didn’t I consider those things before!? I did it with Somner and Ymir without any protection!’

Even if he never reached ’home run’ with them, there’s still the danger of catching STDs even with oral and handjobs.

"Oh you poor thing." Eirwyn rubbed his lower lip with his thumb. "Not to worry. You were from a far away village near the rift after all. Sex education isn’t really common in those parts. Now..."

He pressed some pills into the gap of Hermes’ mouth. "Say ahh..."

Hermes gingerly opened his mouth, and swallowed the pills. Eirwyn gave him some water to drink.

"Good job, darling."

Hermes felt his head spinning from being called darling. Not to mention that Eirwyn was sitting on his lap.

He probably didn’t do it on purpose, as he just wanted Hermes to drink the pills. But the sensation of his weight against Hermes’ crotch was really doing things to him.

Hermes eventually started panting and feeling hot.

"I... Is there anything else we have to do before I get my reward?" He asked, wanting to adjust his own collar but unable to because of his tied hands.

Eirwyn’s laugh was still gentle and lovely in his ears. "Hermes, darling... Are you really that eager for me? I’m very flattered if that’s the case."

Hermes felt that he was suddenly unable to hide his true thoughts. He wanted to explode, wanted to release all the depraved thoughts he had since he first met Eirwyn.

Before he could stop himself, the words came spilling out.

"I... I’ve always found you attractive. Not just because of your looks, but because you were so kind to me. Your touch is so tender... Everything about you is just so kind. I’ve never felt so safe around someone before."

Eirwyn didn’t respond first, and Hermes started to get worried he made things awkward between them.

Then, Eirwyn whispered to his ear.

"Oh darling... You really are such a good boy, aren’t you?"

Hermes felt his heart pitter-patter, especially hearing it from someone older and with authority. He had always been trying to gain the approval of his elders because they were the ones who took care of him.

It seemed that habit extended even in this context.

"I.. I am?"

Eirwyn started nibbling on his ear, continuing to praise him. "Of course you are. That’s why even when I learned you are of the Void, I did not have any doubts. You have a pure soul... You are not like them."

Hermes suddenly felt bad at the last sentence. Not like them?

But... The Voidlings he met were complicated people, and not all of them were evil for no reason. Magni and his family and even Ymir and Trivia.... They all have their different sides and purposes for being the way they are.

"I won’t say I’m not like them—"

"Shhh..." Eirwyn put a finger to his lips. "You’re so humble, love. Let me reward you...."

Hermes gulped. His mind really felt like it was being churned and blended right now. He couldn’t think properly...

"Ok..."

Eirwyn sounded pleased. "You said that you’ve always found me attractive, right? Because I’m nice to you... But what about physically? Do I... entice you?"

Hermes groaned as Eirwyn moved slightly on his lap, rubbing against his sensitive junior.

"Yes... When I massaged your foot and you let out a certain sound... That actually got me hard when I thought about it in my house. I wished that you were my first kiss instead of Somner. Not because I hate him, it’s just that I only saw him as an obnoxious brat at the time. But you..."

Hermes nuzzled his head against Eirwyn’s chest. "You’re more like what I imagined my lover would be like."

"Your lover?" Eirwyn chuckled lightly. "Don’t you think that’s too fast? You have quite the imagination, darling."

Hermes blushed. "I... I’m sorry for saying that. Yeah, it’s too fast—"

"But I don’t mind it. I’ve had a few lovers over my years in this world." Eirwyn cupped his cheeks. "Some that last long, some that don’t... But all of them were wonderful. Even if I end up hurting them at times, what I love the most is healing them and bringing them back up again."

Hermes felt a little jealous at the idea of Eirwyn being with anyone else. "That’s great and all but... Can we not talk about anyone else? Just you and me?"

Eirwyn did that same light and breathy chuckle. "You are so adorable, darling. Very well then..."

He whispered. "You liked the sound I made when you massaged my feet? They’re quite sensitive, you know... What if I massage you too using them?"

"Massage me with your feet?" Hermes frowned.

"Yes... Like this..."

Hermes jolted as he felt Eirwyn step lightly on his crotch, then his feet started stroking him up and down. Eirwyn used his big toe and index toe to squeeze his clothed tip, and he felt as if electricity surged in his body.

"Ah... Eirwyn... Please take it off... The cloth is... Adding more friction... So rough... I want to feel your smooth soles on my cock..."

Eirwyn grinned, pleased. "Since you asked so nicely, my good boy..."

He pulled out Hermes’ member and started giving him a footjob. Hermes could feel Eirwyn’s toenails suddenly dig into his foreskin, and he groaned.

"T-That hurts..."

But Eirwyn didn’t stop. He also started gripping hard on Hermes’ shoulder so hard. The grip was so strong, his thumb digging into the sunken area just right below Hermes’ collarbone. It was so unexpected that Hermes howled in pain.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

And then....

Crack!

Hermes’ clavicle broke and fractured!