My Dear Duke(BL)
Chapter 110: My Dear Duke

Chapter 110: My Dear Duke

"I am thankful you like me."

Felix said helplessly as he thought Asher might let go of him once he responded. But, this was just the beginning.

"Duke...I am happy when I am around you. You always calm me down. I’m also thankful."

Asher said, not letting go of the duke yet, his fingers gently caressing the duke’s face who was panicking again.

"Duke, do you trust me?"

"...Yeah."

When the duke responded, sounding very confident about his anwer, Asher couldn’t help but widen his smile even more. His cheeks hurt, but he couldn’t stop smiling. He was happy.

"Do you consider me to be someone you can talk about your personal problems with?"

"...I already did it, didn’t I? I trusted you and...I will still."

Asher nodded and smiled at his answer, then following the silence, he spoke up again.

"I want to know. Has the duke ever dreamed of marrying a beautiful girl, having kids, growing old together and enjoying the companionship of your beloved till the end of your life?"

With Asher’s sudden question, Felix at first hesitated, then trying to think if he had ever ever thought about marriage.

He had never thought about marriage...

Because, marriage wasn’t as fantastic as people say.

He had witnessed how his father and mother spent their time.

Maybe because their lives were not fated to crash together, their marriage didn’t work out as others would expect.

But...no matter what kind of a marriage, Felix still had a bad impression.

He had thought about his future a lot.

But...it didn’t have a wife or children. Even though now he has Anne as his child. Well, Anne existed before too so it didn’t make much difference anyway.

So, Felix easily gave a straightforward answer after thinking.

"No."

Asher, quite taken aback by his confident answer, hesitated a little before continuing.

"Will your mind change?"

Asher asked.

"I don’t know. Most likely not."

The duke didn’t sound very confident about that answer though.

"Then...please forgive me for asking this. But I am desperate right now because I can’t wait. I am a really impatient person."

Asher said, got off the duke’s lap, then stood in front of him, looking at him with determination.

Felix let him do whatever he wanted and just watched him.

But he was also nervous.

What did Asher have to say?

Why was their talk so intense?

Was it something bad?

Felix couldn’t even guess anything as he couldn’t think of anything related to the previous questions Asher would have to talk about again.

"Duke, let me be straightforward. I didn’t plan to say this when I came inside. But, all of a sudden I want to do it. I want something. But you need to give permission to me for it."

"What is it?"

The more Asher took time to gather words, the heavier the atmosphere got as Felix was anxious and really curious by that time.

"Duke...please listen to me well. I won’t repeat it twice because I am not really that brave."

"Uh...Okay."

"Then...should I say it?"

"Yes please."

"I want to seduce you."

Asher said, leaving Felix dumbfounded and utterly confused what he meant by that. He actually expected something more shocking well...this was unexpected too.

"...Se-duce?"

When Felix repeated his word, Asher nodded, leaving a long sigh, then looking up at the duke again.

"I want to seduce you..but, it’s not to pleasure this body. I want to seduce you to change your mind, have plans for the future, with a beloved...and possibly, make me that beloved. Like I said once, I really meant... that forever. I meant it. Do you understand what I’m saying?"

Asher asked to which the duke blinked very fast as if he was trying to understand what Asher was meaning.

Asher’s heart thumped seeing his reaction, relaising maybe he spouted too much nonsense at the heat of the moment. He gets talkative when he is hysterical too. So, yeah....

Asher looked down at the ground, disappointed and nervous, fidgeting his fingers.

After what felt like an eternity, Asher finally heard the duke’s hesitating voice sound, pausing from time to time, yet delivering his reply. Seemed Like the duke understood Asher’s nonsense.

"...Asher, You can seduce me....like you said, for that purpose. Mm...to...stuck together forever. But...I will do that back too. Only if you are fine with that will you be granted permission."

When Asher heard the duke say, he looked up, his eyes which were teary from the excitement framing the sight of the duke who was biting his lips, nervously gulping and rubbing his cheeks that were very red.

This man had never looked that attractive to his eyes before.

"Yeah...I accept. Please grant me permission."

Asher said, his voice cracking from the overexcitement.

The duke still didn’t look up while he responded to him

"Should I grant it with a...kiss?"

Asher was surprised as he indeed did not expect that.

He might never get more excited than this.

"Absolutely yes!"

Asher walked closer, bending down to receive the ’permission’.

Once it was granted, that one ’permission’ left Asher to adjust himself on that lap again to taste those lips more. Obviously, he never got enough with one ever.

Asher was sure he was right.

He knew it!

This was what he wanted!

An emotional connection...with a special name to it.

To be a beloved to this man.

’I didn’t look dumb, right? I did it impulsively. Fuck...but, the outcome is worth the embarassment.’

Thought Asher, recalling the sudden urge to lead their talk to that topic, then deciding he couldn’t wait.

He couldn’t wait. If he waited...it could be late.

Thanks to Nala, he felt that uneasiness which led him to countless thoughts. The urge and the worry of losing the duke to someone else, influenced him to bravely do what his mind said.

It was random...But that one second made him completely change his mind. He didn’t even feel nervous or doubtful, had no worries about his words reaching the duke’s ears in the wrong way, straining what was left. Maybe...he was really confident about this outcome.

All he knew was,

He wanted the duke.

Not like just someone...but rather, as a very close person, very special to him so much so that Asher has the power to say the duke was his.

Right...that’s what pushed him the most.

That one thought...

’He is mine.’

His impulsive thoughts...won in the end.

And...Asher also won that man.

’He is my duke...no, now, my dear duke.’