[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun":3,"chapter-the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-234":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL]",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},630294,871,"Chapter 234: Demonstration","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-234",234,"\u003Cp>Xavier had always been called a white wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resemblance was, after all, undeniable—the long mane of white hair, the sharpness in his gaze, and the natural air of dominance made for a very close association.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People admired him for it but feared him just the same, for his presence wasn’t exactly comforting and definitely exuded no warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, only today did he truly feel like one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A predatory wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For beneath him was Luca, his obedient little chipmunk, who was lying down just as he was told.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head was cradled by the softest pillows, and his slight frame sunk into the luxurious bed. And yet, this same look made Luca look so small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So vulnerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was supposed to be a re-enactment, and he even got permission for it, but Xavier couldn’t help but feel like a looming beast that preyed on someone so tempting and oh so easy to swallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yep. He needed cleansing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The recently minted demonstrator thought it would be easier this way, but straddling Luca like this, with his knees on either side of him, he suddenly became unsure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca, however, was determined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was trying to anticipate the \"pain\" Xavier spoke of earlier—thinking of muscle aches, internal bleeding, or perhaps even some spiritual backlash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what the little chipmunk hadn’t accounted for was a different kind of electrocution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Xavier dipped his head, while intertwining their fingers together, the little chipmunk squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the pain that would never come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, Luca’s breath caught in his throat as he felt something soft against the tips of his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lips?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And definitely unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier’s lips lingered, the slightest suction making the air thick and electric. And Luca’s mind kept on shorting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lips roamed around the sensitive pads of Luca’s fingers, a trail of what was definitely kisses being left here and there, once, twice—before his teeth grazed the little Guide’s knuckles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca could not see. He tried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But every time he would try to open his eyes, they would reflexively shut with each ministration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same lips nibbled on him slowly. And Xavier did this playfully and with all the restraint he could muster, even when he looked and felt like a predator toying with his prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca, for what it’s worth, was not sure what was happening, but whenever Xavier’s breath was caught on his fingers, he’d reflexively inhale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing would falter, and his lips would part in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Xavier noticed all of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Luca,\" he whispered against the flustered Guide’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need to exhale.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hardworking demonstrator’s voice was low, and as much as he tried his best to keep it professional, the heat of his breath teased against Luca’s skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s lashes fluttered at this, but he didn’t open his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More like he couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the absence of sight heightened everything—the coolness of Xavier’s hands, the ghost of his lips, and the deep timbre of his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every touch seemed amplified, and the little chipmunk was unable to deal with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince could only watch in fascination as Luca’s fingertips reddened, his skin betraying his subtle reactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the active demonstrator trailed his lips lower—across the trembling palm—the little Guide jerked slightly, his body unsure whether to pull away or lean in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The biding wolf wasn’t sure if this was a demonstration or a personal punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe it was both. For every passing second, it was becoming painfully clear who was suffering more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn’t as if there was much to hold on to, but Xavier’s resolve cracked even further when his lips brushed against the delicate skin of Luca’s wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thrumming of the pulse beneath him reflected the frantic beating of his heart, and the distraught Prince just grew more relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the same time, the longer he indulged, the harder it became to pull away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet he couldn’t just take what he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Luca, who had curled his other forearm over his eyes as if that simple barrier would protect him from the overwhelming sensations, trusted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trusted Xavier so implicitly that even with his bare shoulders peeking through the large silken collar of his pajamas, smooth and vulnerable, Xavier couldn’t just take a bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little chipmunk was utterly defenseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was cute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And was a good reminder for Xavier to only engage in what they promised to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then Luca whimpered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hnnng...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier’s breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was faint. But that was nothing for the Prince, who was most attentive to Luca’s every movement and every sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it ignited something primal, his self-restrained teetering dangerously as he instinctively lowered his lips further, trailing across his arm and finally brushing against Luca’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While one Prince was trying to keep it all together, one Guide was twisting beneath the towering body, his back arching slightly but not out of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something else, but Luca could not make sense of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was something that didn’t escape the watch of the white wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it was, he was barely holding himself together as he traced along the curve of Luca’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was too close and too attuned, for this was far closer than he could normally get.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, when Luca gasped softly, Xavier almost did himself in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was likely something that his little Guide didn’t do, and Xavier was likely being an ass for doing this but—this was impossible to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s scent was always like this, an active temptation for a struggling destitute. Luca would always be light and crisp when he felt suffocated or alluring when he felt relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was for sure: it was always overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And by now, he’s thinking it’s probably the energy in Luca, for even when they use the same soap, his little chipmunk would still have this unique scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was making him very greedy. Yet he reminded himself of the true purpose of all this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he wasn’t supposed to lose control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, as if fate itself enjoyed watching him suffer, Luca squirmed under him. His breathing was shallow, practically panting, and those hands clutched at the sheets like they were his last anchor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"X—Xavier...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way Luca said his name—soft and trembling—made Xavier freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head just beneath Luca’s ear, forcing himself to stay still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\" His voice was low, the remnants of restraint evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Xavier suddenly stopping, Luca finally had the chance to peek from beneath his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watery eyes full of bewilderment greeted the wolf who finally got to look at those hidden golden orbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca looked so overwhelmed as he suddenly clutched on to Xavier like he’d just woken from a strange dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\" He faltered, clearly embarrassed, but Xavier waited patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t understand,\" sighed Luca in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince’s heart lurched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it regret?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discomfort?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or had he gone too far?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced, but before Xavier could speak, Luca continued, voice barely above a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you breathe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I don’t know when to breathe!\" Luca lamented, his frustration mounting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Every time I feel tingly, I just...forget!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier nearly collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could’ve laughed if his chest hadn’t been so tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All this time, he was admittedly bracing for rejection, for the sight of Luca pushing him away in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, the little chipmunk’s greatest concern was...breathing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\" Xavier’s voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You keep on forgetting to breathe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s flustered nod only made it worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I tried!\" The shorter guy buried his face into Xavier’s chest in mortification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But my heart was too noisy, and I kept holding it in!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier’s head dropped, his forehead now resting against Luca’s shoulders as laughter bubbled uncontrollably in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absolutely ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But more than that, his little chipmunk was incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince shifted, cupping the shorty’s burning face in his cool palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Luca,\" he whispered, his tone much gentler and more relaxed this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Would you like me to teach you how to breathe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca peeked up at him, his lower lip trembling slightly before nodding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" Xavier murmured, brushing his thumb along Luca’s cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just follow me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was that earnest nod again, and Xavier prayed, or promised to pray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’ll go for cleansing, really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just not today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please, and thanks.\u003C\u002Fp>",1404,"2026-06-02T06:16:21.520Z",1,"novelbin.me","a48af0b0906e0dbc76348dcc9f2bfdfab5bd1dcf47d160fa7f47adb93514628f","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-235","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-233",1073,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-cover.jpg"]