To You, Who Will Die Alone in Paradise Chapter 27

Saying that, Kellewen grasped the tip of his penis. A moment later, it parted Dandeleon’s lower opening and invaded inside.

“Nngh….”

His eyes closed automatically at the tight sensation. Experiencing it directly, he realized the real thing was incomparably larger than fingers. As the heavy object dug into him, practically pushing the inner flesh aside, his entire body trembled violently and his lower half tensed up.

“Kk.”

Kellewen’s face contorted and he stopped moving. Dandeleon let out a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. Thinking it was all the way in, he casually glanced down and was horrified. Kellewen’s penis had barely gone in past the very tip.

‘There’s still this much left?!’

Just then, Kellewen let out a low sigh and began to move again.

“Ugh…!”

He had thought he was already at his limit, but that was not the case. Kellewen’s penis advanced, slowly but surely parting the inside. As it did, Dandeleon’s breath grew more and more ragged, and the feeling of pressure inside his stomach intensified.

But it was not an unpleasant feeling. The tingling sensation of being pressed from within was gradually transforming into pleasure. Dandeleon writhed and panted as if trying to escape, but his penis was already erect again, and a clear fluid was trickling from the tip.

Finally, Kellewen’s penis was inside all the way to the root. The feeling of the penis, which had lingered inside for a moment, pulling all the way out was chilling. Dandeleon’s toes trembled violently and flailed in the air before wrapping around Kellewen’s waist.

“Haa, keep going, more….”

As if in response to those words, Kellewen’s movements quickened. The heavy object forced its way inside, pressing and rubbing against a pleasant spot. Every time his body was pierced, Dandeleon’s moans became sweeter and more indistinct. Bursts of pleasure spread from his lower body throughout his entire being, making his mind go hazy.

“Ugh, hoo, euh….”

Dandeleon’s voice gradually lost its words. Accordingly, Kellewen’s movements also became beast-like, rough, and driven by instinct. In place of the careful movements that had been observing Dandeleon, a series of fast, blunt thrusts of his hips continued. Every time Kellewen’s body collided with his, Dandeleon jerked and bounced like a raindrop splashing on the ground.

“Heuk, Kellen, I… now….”

Dandeleon could not finish his words and came for the second time. It felt so good he could not even scream. He threw his head back and surrendered his body to the pleasure sweeping over him.

It was then.

“Leon…!”

Along with Kellewen’s dazed voice, a powerful shock came to the inside of Dandeleon.

“Heok!”

For Dandeleon, who was at the height of his climax, it was too much stimulation. Kellewen’s penis pressed down hard inside him, overwriting Dandeleon’s pleasure with an even greater pleasure.

“Agh, ah-heu, euh…!”

Dandeleon’s vision went white. He could not think properly. It was as if pleasure had seized his brain and was shaking it. Kellewen’s voice reached his ears.

“Leon, Leon… Leon.”

Kellewen gripped Dandeleon’s buttocks and thrust his member in deeply one last time. But Dandeleon did not even notice that fact. He did not know that Kellewen was ejaculating inside him, nor that Kellewen’s movements had stopped.

“Heuk, huk… euk….”

Dandeleon was simply surrendering everything to the pleasure that dominated his body. The pleasure did not come just once, but washed over him and receded like waves, two, three times over. His throat had become raw from screaming so much, and his arms and hair were full of sand from rolling around on the beach, but he was barely aware of even that.

“Leon….”

The only thing he was aware of was Kellewen’s voice. The sound of him calling his name was sorrowfully gentle.

At the very edge of the slowly subsiding pleasure, Dandeleon clung only to that voice. As desperately as a person drowning in the sea.

Cold seawater wrapped around his legs. The seawater, which gently washed in and then receded, left a line of foam on his legs. Dandeleon looked down at the water. A sudden impulse to immerse his whole body in the sea washed over him. Just like he had when he was very young.

When he was a child, he played in the sea all year round. When he opened his eyes in the seawater, a fantastical scene of shimmering water shadows would unfold. The young Dandeleon was mesmerized by that scene and kept going forward. The farther he got from the beach, the deeper the water became, but he has no memory of being scared. He just wanted to swim endlessly.

‘He must have been crazy, wanting to die.’

The adult Dandeleon recalled his actions from those days and offered a short assessment.

He did not know how far the purifying range of Jelokal’s lighthouse extended, but it certainly was not enough to cover the entire sea. If he went beyond the limits of the magical power, he would be immediately consumed by demonic energy, but either the young Dandeleon did not know that fact, or he knew but it did not register, because he would try to go farther out whenever he had the chance. It was only Zellos who suffered, having to pull that Dandeleon out of the sea.

What on earth did he like so much about the sea? Was it a child’s competitive spirit, or a longing for a new world? If it was neither of those, was it simply that he just wanted to escape this land?

Dandeleon thought as he watched the seawater tickling his legs. The memory from more than ten years ago did not come back easily. Only a vague sense of longing rose up to take the place of the empty memory.

“Aren’t you cold?”

Kellewen asked. Dandeleon smiled and looked back at him.

“Not really?”

Knowing that Dandeleon was usually sensitive to the cold, Kellewen found it strange, but Dandeleon said nothing. He walked into the sea until it was deep enough to make Kellewen fidget with anxiety.

The seawater was lukewarm. Kellewen would know it was not cold if he came in too, but he had looked so disgusted at the suggestion of entering the sea that he could not press him any further. Dandeleon washed his body in the seawater and walked back to the beach. The wet sand sticking to the soles of his feet felt ticklish.

“Are you really not going to wash up?”

Kellewen grimaced and shook his head. Dandeleon shrugged and put his clothes on right over his wet body. Being back at the sea, his behavior seemed to have reverted to the crudeness of his childhood.

“Are you afraid of the sea too?”

“Rather than afraid….”

Kellewen glanced at the sea, trying to find the right word.

“I am reluctant. Isn’t everyone?”

“So I hear. Though I don’t get it.”

“I believe the fear of the sea is instinctual.”

The monsters that slaughtered the people of the continent, the demonic energy that contaminated the land and water, all of it came from the sea. Even now, the seas outside of Roalanthe glowed purple, spewing demonic energy. Most countries could not even set foot in the entire region adjacent to the sea, let alone the beach, so it was hard to call it a baseless fear.

But Dandeleon pointed to Jelokal’s lighthouse and raised an eyebrow.

“Even though the lighthouse purifies it?”

Kellewen smiled.

“Have you never seen the other seas?”

“Never. Hmm, so that’s why.”

Dandeleon thought for a moment. A purple sea. A space where touching it meant immediate death. He could understand in his head why anyone would be afraid, but deep in his heart, he felt something completely different.

I want to see the purple sea, not the clear one. I want to fall into that sea and sink forever. The demonic energy would seep into his body and give him a certain death. The illness in his body was fickle and unstable, and he would not know when the end would be until it arrived. So the purple sea was far more merciful.

“I’d like to see it… once.”

Dandeleon said, gazing at the horizon. The waves that washed ashore were blue, but the distant horizon was purple.

Suddenly, Dandeleon fell into the illusion that he had recalled a childhood memory. Perhaps the young Dandeleon had kept swimming because he wanted to reach that very purple….

“Leon.”

A gentle voice called him. At the same time, a warm presence enveloped Dandeleon from behind. Kellewen hugged Dandeleon from the back and lowered his head. Kellewen’s voice was heard right above his ear.

“I love you.”

Dandeleon’s heart churned again.

The resonance of the word “love” always made Dandeleon feel ill. Even now, while receiving such a warm embrace, just hearing that word felt as if a chill was seizing him. His fingertips grow cold and he feels nauseous. He gets the feeling that everything is about to get worse.

But if he thought about it again, it was all just a baseless feeling.

Dandeleon took a deep breath. A clear scent like pine trees seeped into his lungs.

This is Kellewen, not anyone else. He was kinder than anyone and purer than anything. The love he spoke of would be just like him. It is different from the love other people talk about. He would surely show him only gentle, warm, and beautiful sights. Dandeleon sincerely believed that.

Suddenly, Dandeleon remembered that he had not given a proper answer to Kellewen’s confession. He had responded by joining their bodies, but that would surely not be enough. Just as Kellewen had declared to him, he too had to declare. He had to give a name to what filled this heart.

‘Let’s answer him.’

That I think I love you too. That I’m not sure if it’s right to call this feeling love, but that I still want to live with you. Even if it’s for a short time, together until the end….

Just as Dandeleon suppressed the anxiety within him and steeled his heart.

“I, for that very reason… because I love you, I do not want to forsake my duty.”

Kellewen said in a trembling voice.

“I will do my best to find a way. A way to survive even after dedicating my lifespan to the Guardian Tree….”

Saying that, Kellewen released the hug. He came around to stand in front of Dandeleon and knelt on one knee.

“If I can find that way, if I am permitted a life even after fulfilling my duty.”

Kellewen looked up at him and said.

“Will you marry me?”

All of Dandeleon’s thoughts came to a screeching halt.

At first, he did not want to believe it. Next, effort followed. Kellewen’s words replayed in his head over and over, interpreting and reinterpreting their meaning. But no matter how he interpreted them, the result was the same.

And so, finally, Dandeleon became enraged.

“Permitted?”

Dandeleon’s voice was heavily strained from gritting his teeth. Noticing that his reaction was unusual, Kellewen flinched.

“What happens if you can’t find a way?”