Episode 60

“That means you’ll be discharged soon, so that’s good.”

Kyle showed a light smile. He had considered that he might have clung to the nurse due to anxiety from his memory loss, but thankfully, that didn’t seem to be the case.

Rosanna smiled brightly as she followed his lead.

“Then I should get things ready. We’ll be sharing a bedroom, but you’ll still need your own room too, so I’ll have one cleaned up. Or do you want to come and pick one out yourself? It’s going to be your space. My mansion has plenty of empty rooms, and they’re all decorated differently, so choose whatever suits your taste.”

Kyle opened his mouth slightly.

“Can you please tell me now… What exactly is our relationship…?”

“What do you think?”

“Was I… your lover?”

Rosanna’s eyes curved slyly. Ever since he’d woken up, Kyle had probably been focused solely on figuring out his relationship with her—and even now, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. It was a satisfying situation.

As Kyle stared blankly, Rosanna slid herself between his legs and climbed on top of him.

“Well, what kind of answer do you want to hear?”

As she spoke, her hand slipped under his hospital gown. As she stroked his abs, memories of the night they first slept together resurfaced.

“Ugh, wait a second.”

Kyle squirmed as if trying to escape. It was the feeble writhing of prey trying to slip away from a predator. Rosanna paid no mind and continued to run her hand over his firm chest.

“I’ll help you. If we do what we used to, everything will come back. Even if your mind forgets, your body remembers.”

“N-No, not like this… hff.”

Kyle’s body was visibly reacting. His breath grew shallow and tinged with heat, as if arousal was quickly rising.

Rosanna looked down at the body already trained to respond to her touch.

“See? You’re already reacting.”

She could feel the fullness beneath her from where she was straddling him. Moving her hips slowly, she stimulated his swollen penis, teasing it through the fabric. The friction of their groins rubbing together made Kyle twitch.

“That can’t be help—”

Rosanna leaned down and kissed him. As her tongue slid into his naturally parted lips like a drawbridge and she let her saliva flow in, the body beneath her stopped its faint resistance. As if welcoming her, his tongue rose to meet hers, curling and pulling her in. The textured feel of his tongue rubbing against hers sent a tingle through her nerves.

While continuing to stimulate his lower body, she explored the inside of his mouth thoroughly with her tongue. She brushed against the roof of his mouth, tickling it, then stiffened her tongue and plunged deep as if to jab at his uvula. He let out a groan under the relentless movements of her tongue. His breathing seemed ragged.

Rosanna let her lips trail downward.

“Hnn…”

When she bit and nibbled at his neck, Kyle moaned—a reaction that blended both pain and pleasure.

Wanting to hear more of those stifled moans, she moved lower, rubbing her lips over his areola. When her tongue circled the hardened nub, Kyle’s body trembled. As she bit down on his nipple, a moan escaped from above her.

He’s so cute when he trembles. Just like prey that’s been bitten.

She took a deep breath. The lingering scent of his warm flesh made her want to claim him right then and there. Ever since she’d experienced the feeling of being pierced by his thick length, she’d realized that as long as he was around, she’d never be consumed by boredom again.

Rosanna straightened her posture and tore open his hospital gown. Looking down at his exposed body filled her with a sense of conquest.

‘He’s mine now.’

She threw off her robe and slipped out of her white nightdress. Kyle held his breath for a moment as her naked form appeared before his eyes. With her hand resting on his chest, she could feel the quickened beat of his heart.

“Sweet Kyle. So eager, aren’t you?”

Rosanna caressed his thigh, where his penis was nestled. The subtle touch made Kyle try to sit up.

“Not yet. Be patient.”

With a gentle press of her five fingers, she held him down. Restraining his movement, Rosanna resumed her teasing. She traced along the outline of his shaft until it stood out clearly. Then, her hand slipped into his pants.

Kyle’s chest rose with a sharp breath as a soft moan escaped him.

“Ah, what am I going to do with you? You’re just too adorable.”

Kyle’s obedient responses and how his body reacted made Rosanna feel proud.

“Looks like you deserve a reward.”

Rosanna took his masculine hand and pressed it against her chest. When Kyle squeezed, her soft breast easily gave under the pressure. The flesh spilling out between his fingers was full and heavy.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

With her other hand, Rosanna smiled as she smeared his leaking pre-cum over his shaft. Though aroused, Kyle shook his head in confusion.

“N-Now, huff, that’s enough…”

“Is that what you want? I don’t think so.”

When Rosanna pulled down Kyle’s pants, his fully aroused penis sprang free, standing tall with the grandeur of a spire.

“Look at that. So stiff already.”

She tapped the shaft with her index finger, and thick veins bulged in response. Kyle bit his lip, seemingly trying to suppress a moan.

“Don’t hold it in. I’m at my limit too. The teasing’s over, right?”

Rising to her knees, Rosanna pushed aside her underwear and rubbed his tip against her entrance as if lining up a target. Soon, she found the right spot and slowly lowered herself. His length entered Rosanna’s body, and the tight inner walls gripped him from the tip. Kyle gasped as the sensation overwhelmed him.

“Ahh…!”

Even Rosanna frowned slightly, finding it a bit overwhelming. It wasn’t their first time, but his size was still difficult to get used to.

At that moment, Kyle reached out and grabbed her thighs. His hands slid up her soft skin, then gripped her hips firmly, lifting her slightly before slamming her back down. A wave of pleasure crashed through both their bodies.

Their lovemaking grew more intense. Their breaths mingled, and the rhythm of their heat and motion synced in harmony. As Rosanna rolled her hips, her inner walls tightened and clenched around his penis.

“Ugh, haa, ah… Kyle, mmm…”

At first, Kyle’s thrusts had been passive, but they gradually grew more intense. It was as if he’d recalled the night of ecstasy they’d shared in the chapel—there was no more hesitation.

Eventually, Kyle climaxed deep inside her. Afterward, Rosanna collapsed on top of him, their bodies tangled together. She looked down at him, and their eyes met.

“What is it? Did something come back to you?”

“…Rosanna.”

Rosanna blinked, a flicker of joy in her eyes. It wasn’t her imagination. She didn’t know how much of his memory had returned, but the fact that her name was the first thing he recalled pleased her deeply.

“You did well, darling.”

Kyle’s eyelids fluttered. As he drifted toward sleep, Rosanna whispered softly to him,

“My precious little attachment doll.”

* * *

While Rosanna tended to Kyle’s body every night, there were eyes quietly watching over the hospital.

Since the failure of the Holy Cross Order’s last operation, Raymond had been keeping watch around the two, merely observing. But now, he had made up his mind. He would report the changes in Rosanna and Kyle’s relationship to his superiors. He hadn’t witnessed anything concrete yet, but with a high-ranking vampyr involved, the peace treaty could be broken at any time.

Still, he couldn’t tell whether it was genuine concern for Kyle’s safety, or a personal desire to keep him away from Rosanna.

Why am I even struggling with this?

He wanted to keep Kyle away because he might get hurt. There was no other reason for having such feelings—at least, that’s what he told himself.

Pushing those thoughts aside, Raymond descended the stone steps. In the chapel’s basement, Noel and Breeder were already present. Nina was there this time as well. It was unusual for everyone to gather after just contacting Breeder.

Raymond gave Breeder a nod.

“Seems like there was a meeting I wasn’t informed of.”

“Our last operation to frame the target failed, so we need to plan the next one. Since you’re on surveillance duty, we started discussing it first.”

Noel scoffed.

“Someone rushed the mission just because they didn’t want more casualties. We should’ve let the rogue vampyrs cause more chaos before making our move. Can’t believe that idiot didn’t understand the concept of sacrifice for the greater good.”

“You listened to me? I moved up the timeline because an informant said the Council had let down their guard.”

Nina clicked her tongue, annoyed at another argument starting. Breeder, who had been silent, stepped in to mediate.

“Enough. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. The operation failed because the blood seller’s corpse vanished. Looks like the Elders’ side found our informant, so we had to eliminate the vampyr.”

“The informant… was a vampyr?”

“He was a low-level administrator working under the Elders. Nina’s compound made him betray his own. He said he just wanted to see his dead child again, even if it was a hallucination. Paternal love… for a damn monster.”

Raymond turned his sharp gaze from Noel.

“You knew?”

Nina shrugged.

“I just made what Noel asked for. I didn’t ask what he’d use it for.”

Raymond accepted that as truth. Nina only cared about invention and research—she was the kind who didn’t take responsibility for how her creations were used.

As the tension eased, Breeder spoke again.

“Raymond, you said you had something to report. Let’s hear it.”

“From what I’ve seen lately, during surveillance of the target…”

But when it came time to speak, the words caught in his throat. A storm of emotion churned in his gut.

Raymond clenched his fist so tightly it nearly drew blood.

“Kyle Mason… has gotten far too close.”

He had meant to add that Kyle needed protection, that he was a human the Order should be guarding. But the words never came out.

“That’s good news.”

“Good… news, sir?”

Of what? The answer came quickly.

“If he’s the one currently closest to the target, it’ll be easier to use him for access. With a little luck, we can capture the target with minimal effort. You’ve already established contact, so just grow closer and extract the information. With your personality, coaxing cooperation will work better than stirring up conflict.”