Chapter 561: 13.59

"Kiss…"

Wolf was stunned when he heard what Young Master just said. He thought he heard it wrong, so he asked, "Young… Master… want a kiss?"

"Yes…" Jean said weakly. He really needed the kiss from someone that he loved and loved him back. He usually kissed Raphael or his Big brother, Maximillien, on the cheek.

The last time he got a kiss was when he was ten years old when he accidentally used a lot of magic. His Big brother had to kiss him on the cheek and on his forehead so that he could return back to life.

But since his Big brother was in the Palace of Eau Saumont, and Raphael was far away, the only one here was Wolf. 

Jean tried his best to move his hand and grabbed Wolf's collar. He clenched Wolf's collar with all his remaining strength and then tried to pull him.

Wolf could barely feel that his Young Master was struggling to pull him closer. So he took the initiative to get closer to his Master until their breaths were entangled to each other.

Their eyes met, the mesmerizing pink-amethyst eyes, and Wolf's deep dark gaze. It might be Wolf's imagination, but he developed the idea that his Young Master was actually going to kiss him!

That was ridiculous!

How could his Young Master kiss a lowly man like him?

But their lips were so close, Wolf could even taste Young Master Jean's cherry lips by his own imagination. But he didn't want to be an impudent servant, so he turned his head to the side, and…

Jean kissed Wolf's cheek instead. 

Wolf was stunned, so did Jean. 

Wolf didn't expect his Young Master to actually kiss him, while Jean didn't expect that Wolf would dodge his kiss. 

Jean's ashen body started recovering, but it wasn't enough. It wasn't even enough for him to get up from this position, though he did feel better. 

[Pupa, I kissed him already, why can't I recover my strength? He is one of the male leads, right?]

[Pupa: Hm… I'm not sure. But since you've hit seventeen years old, maybe you need more than just a peck on the cheek, since you've been considered in the phase of early young adult, not a teen anymore.]

[More than a peck on the cheek? Hm…]

As Jean had recovered part of his strength, he started talking to Wolf, "Wolf, why are you dodging my kiss? Am I not good enough for you?"

Wolf was startled. He never thought of such thing in his life. It was actually in reverse, as Wolf felt that he wasn't worthy of getting a kiss from Young Master. Despite all the growing feelings in his heart, he suppressed it and was happy as long as Young Master was happy with his life.

"Young Master… is the most… gorgeous, most… beautiful, most… mesmerizing. Wolf… Wolf is just… a knight…." Wolf lowered his head, feeling shameful of his own status and the fact that his Young Master's lips landed on his cheek. 

"Wolf… not worth… a kiss…." Wolf said, denying that he was worthy of his Young Master's love. 

[Awww, look at him, he is so adorable, like a dog whimpering in front of his Master. He has my love but doesn't feel like he is worth it. Meanwhile, Matthew is… never mind.]

"Wolf, do you really think that you're not worth my kiss?" 

"Yes…"

"Do you know that we've been staying together for twelve years?" Jean said. He stared at Wolf, who was still lowering his head. "Raise your head and look at me, Wolf."

Wolf reluctantly raised his head, and when he saw the lovely gaze of his Young Master, his heart was racing, and his face became hot. 

"Do you think I showed any disgust right now after I kissed your cheek?"

"No…"

"I didn't show any disgust because I'm not disgusted at all. The only way for me to recover is by getting a kiss from someone whose heart is connected with mine."

"My Big brother, Maximillien. My fiancee, Raphael, both of them have their hearts connected with me," Jean explained. "And you're also one of them, Wolf. My beloved knight, my favorite one, your heart is connected with mine."

"Young Master…" Wolf kept staring at his beloved Young Master, and tears started pooling in his eyes subconsciously. "Wolf… worth it?"

"Yes, Wolf, you're worth my kiss and my heart. So…" Jean put his index on his lips and smiled, "Kiss me, my knight."

…

Wolf slowly leaned closer. He was still afraid that he might've disgusted his beloved Young Master. But there was no sign of reluctance in Jean's eyes. Jean opened his arm for Wolf, and when Wolf was close enough, Jean draped his hands on his knight's shoulder before circled Wolf's neck with his hands. 

Jean pulled him closer until their breaths were the only things separating them. 

Wolf closed his eyes as his lips met with Young Master Jean's ruddy lips. He could taste the sweet taste with a tint of sourness, almost like a ripe strawberry from Young Master Jean's lips. It got him addicted, and soon, he had lost his reluctance and fear.

Their lips found each other, continuously exchanging sweetness and saliva, and Jean slowly drowned in this feeling. He gradually allowed Wolf to explore his mouth as their kiss started getting wilder. 

"Mmhhh… Wolf…."

"Young… Master…" Wolf slowly opened his eyes as his eyes met with Young Master Jean's eyes while they were kissing before Young Master Jean closed his eyes again. It was beautiful. It shone like a pink diamond that could lighten up the sky.

Wolf's heart was racing fast, but at least he was assured of something.

That he would never leave his Young Master, in any situation, he would never leave him.

[Pupa: Ding! Wolf Dietrich's Fatemeter increases to 70%!]

[That Hoe Magic is surely effective! I wonder if I can demand sex with this as well.]

[Pupa: You're seventeen, you're not legal yet for sex.]

[Damn it!]