[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke-Chapter 255: Claim My Heart

"Thank you so, so much for showing it to me."

With that, Xion turned back, watching closely how those lights flickered and mixed with each other at the edges.

"To actually see it with my own eyes... it’s the most wonderful thing I’ve ever witnessed."

Darius gulped, burying his nose into Xion’s neck, inhaling the scent to calm his senses. Oh, it did the opposite.

Instead of calming him, it sent a surge of heat through his veins, pooling dangerously low.

"I’ll forever be grateful to you for showing this to me, really."

No, my darling. It is I who is in your debt. I am the grateful one here.

To see you smile this close, to feel your heart beating in my arms, to witness you in reality.

This is not just a dream that would break and shatter, plunging into my heart and reminding me of how foolish I was to scare you away.

So, it’s me, Xion. I should be the one thanking you, for turning to my side.

The Archduke raised his head, and from the reflection of the window pane, he saw it all. The way Xion’s cheeks were ruddy with happiness, how his pretty eyes were glowing...

Oh, that voice, that adorable voice was drenched in so much sweetness that it intensified his urge to spin Xion around and taste it, to verify if those lips would taste just as sweet too.

Claim my heart, Xion, please... Darius thought. It’s thrumming your name anyway. And if you let it go, it might as well just stop beating.

His breathing turned heavy, and the certain kitten, too mesmerized by the view, finally noticed it.

He squirmed slightly, feeling itchy from the warm breath spraying over his sensitive skin.

If Darius hadn’t kept his lower body a few inches away, disaster would have been inevitable.

Luckily, or maybe not so lucky, the Archduke had other goals to achieve.

"Do you remember what you said about the Aurora?"

"Huh?" Xion was used to babbling when he was with Rael, and honestly, he could barely recall most of what he might have said back then.

"You said that when lovers kiss under the Aurora, they are bound together forever."

"Ah?" Did he say such nonsense? When?

And with the way the Archduke was so seriously saying all this... does he want to kiss me?

He suddenly recalled the way Darius had intimidated him downstairs, saying that he couldn’t pull back later. So, the great ruler of the North was scared that I might not kiss him back.

Just the thought was enough to evoke a smile on his face.

He took the initiative to turn back around. With a twinkle in his eyes, the certain kitten grew bold with the idea that he still had the upper hand.

"If you kiss me, you’d be bound to me for life. Aren’t you afraid I might cheat on you? Or that you’d grow bored of me? There is still time to think it over, Your Grace."

With the way, Darius’ face changed when he said those words, Xion had to bite back his laugh.

Those green eyes were narrowed, silently thinking of killing whoever dared to seduce his baby. As for the rest of the sentence, the Archduke didn’t even bother to pay attention to it.

He took a step forward, easily pinning Xion to the cold glass. Without that warm hold, the chill seeped into his back, making him tremble slightly.

"You can’t go back, Xion. I will never let you go."

What he didn’t say was that if Xion still insisted on leaving, he might really lose it. He wanted to declare his sovereignty over his healer, he wanted to stamp his baby with his name.

That was why he didn’t want to bring Xion here. He was well aware of his little to no restraint.

He had wanted to be patient before finalizing it. Because after this, he was going to make Xion his.

In the eyes of the royals, they were couples, and he wished to turn that into reality.

"You promised, Xion. I already gave you a chance to run, but you chose to stay."

Xion, still pressed over the cold glass, peeked at the towering man through his dark eyelashes.

With his heart hammering against his ribcage, he parted his lips, "I... I want... I want you to kiss me."

Darius stood still for a second. "Ah," the genius of the battlefield uttered a sound far less intelligent than his reputation suggested.

I want you to kiss me. Want you to kiss me. Want you... Those words kept repeating in his mind until they were imprinted on it.

Oh, heavens, wasn’t Xion just so adorable? Asking him to kiss him so shyly...

Before he realized it, Darius was already cupping his baby’s face, rubbing his thumb over his lower lip. It was so soft, so delicate, easily denting under his thumb.

"I love you so much, I don’t even know what to do with it. Sometimes, it feels like it might just kill me."

When had Xion seen the Archduke be so fragile and yet so scary?

Though Darius spoke those words gently, the way his green eyes darkened left poor Xion’s throat dry.

He gulped, and those sharp green eyes tracked his every movement. The big hand slid down, resting on his neck, and that thumb gently rubbed over his throat knot.

"Say it, Xion. Say it again," Darius’s voice dropped to a husky whisper, like sweet poison wrapped in velvet."

"I..." Xion blinked, and his lips trembled.

Just as he struggled to form his words, a soft kiss was pressed to his forehead. The warmth was enough to halt all the rush inside his chaotic mind.

Did he like Darius? Yes, he definitely did. But did he love Darius?

Maybe, yes.

If not, his heart wouldn’t go crazy, and he wouldn’t be so happy to see the Archduke even after so many years.

"Kiss me, Your Grace." Xion breathed out shakily. "Please..." Don’t make me say it again. I am barely keeping my heart inside my chest.

Darius leaned down, "Tell me to stop if you don’t want to." Then he nipped at Xion’s lower lip, "Alright?"

A new wave of heat washed over Darius when he saw the pinkish blush spreading over his baby’s delicate face.

When Xion gave a small, shy nod, Darius immediately took Xion’s parted lips in his own.