There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 665

Chapter 665: Side Story 2. Dance of Flame and Shadow - epilogue

Of all the scenarios Ron imagined, this wasn’t one of them. But this was everything he wanted.

The kiss was aggressive, deep, like a couple running out of time. As if the world would end tomorrow, there was longing and desperation in their movement; in their lips and tongue thay slotted together perfectly.

It was different from the curious and hesitant kiss they had during the New Year, of the tender kiss they shared during their first sex. It was as if the longing they had of each other for the past six years poured out all at once in the way they grabbed each other.

When the need for air parted them for the first time, they looked at each other; at the spark gradulally came back to a pair of dull eyes; at the tears started to glaze them. For a few seconds, they got lost in each other’s gaze, almost forgetting to take a breath. And when they got their breath again, they resumed their kiss as if nothing else mattered.

With each touch of their lips, those six years seemed to melt away. Ron grasped the dark hair that seemed to get redder with each kiss, gasping as he felt himself getting lifted, flanking the berserker’s waist with his legs. It was easier to kiss the older man like this, and Ron used the chance to touch the rough beard, feeling the thick neck, and finding his snubbed irritation again.

Ron paused and perted his lips, stopping the kiss. He gritted his teeth and gathered some strength in his hand before slamming it down the berserker’s shoulder.

"This is unfair!"

He kept slamming his hand there even though he knew he wouldn’t be able to hurt the berserker. That wasn’t his goal anyway. More than the physical pain, Ron wanted Agni’s heart to get hurt because of him.

"I should curse at you!" Ron hissed between his hits. "I should beat you up!"

"You can do that later," the berserker muttered in his neck, in his ears, and Ron’s hand stopped just like that. "Be it curses or beatings, I’ll take it all."

"Fuck--" Ron curled his fist on that broad shoulder, clinging into the scent of fire he missed so much. "It’s unfair because I can’t do that anymore, you jerk!"

Agni laughed, as if nothing could dampen his spirit that day; not even if Ron came with a dagger and stabbed him. Just looking at the scout’s face once more already burned his dying spark.

With a smile across his lips, he pressed his face on the younger man’s neck while Ron berated him. Ah...how much he had missed that voice, this warm skin, even the odorless scent. And now that he could feel Ron in his arms again, it was time to say what he wanted to say for the past six years.

"I’m sorry," he muttered the pending apology while burrying his face on the younger man’s shoulder.

Ron bit his trembling lips. "Why are you sorry?"

"Because I was a coward," Agni frowned to himself. "And I hurt you because of that cowardice."

"And?"

"And...I disrespected your agency in choosing your own path."

"And?"

Agni closed his eyes and smiled bitterly. "...and I lied about not having feelings for you."

There was still a lot of things Agni felt he needed to convey and apologized for; all the words he said to keep Ron away. He would say it later, along with accepting those curses and beatings, but for now...for now, those were enough.

Or was it?

Ron grabbed the reddish hair and pulled the older man away from his neck. The glazed brown eyes were glaring and squinting under a deeply frowning brows.

"Then say it," he said with a slightly trembling voice. Agni blinked as he tried to digest the command, and Ron yelled iit out impatiently. "Say it!"

It took Agni’s dense brain to come up with the right response. "Stay," he said with a clearance emanating from his voice and his eyes. From his body embracing the scout, and his soul that had lost its spark. "Stay with me, Ronan Hertz."

Ron clenched his jaw and twisted his lips, and the berserker tilted his head, smiling pitifully. "Please?"

Biting his lips for a second, Ron grasped the rough face and kissed the berserker deeply. It was his defeat. It had been so ever since he decided to come back. He wanted to swing his resume and everything, but...that didn’t matter anymore.

"You can’t kick me out again," Ron hissed in the berserker’s ear.

Agni chuckled and kissed the scout’s jaw, licking the single drop of tear on the younger’s cheek. "This time, even if you want to go..." he pulled back so he could see his beloved squirrel’s face. "I’ll beg you to stay." _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}