Holder Manor Secret

As if honey was in his mouth, he said love words to Edward that made people blush.The breath blowing towards the face, the body temperature penetrating, the whispers ringing in the ear, so strong, so ambiguous.

Overwhelming.

He kissed Edward's ear, moist and warm to the touch.Reaching into Edward's trousers, he pulled out the shirt tucked inside.

Edward couldn't help but soften his waist.

He tried his best to pull himself away from the sudden ambiguity, and pushed away the person who was pressing on him.

God, his hand has touched the place where Edward can't tell God.

"Please respect yourself, Mr. Thomas!" Edward snapped.However, his clothes were disheveled, his face was flushed, and he didn't look as solemn as usual.

The duke's heir showed some indulgent smiles: "You can call me by my first name directly."

He was personable, but it seemed that Edward's behavior just now was very rude.

"Mr. Thomas..." Edward wanted to continue distinguishing, but was interrupted. "Please call me Vincent." Vincent insisted.

Edward took a deep breath, "Okay, Vincent."

Although Vincent smiled, he always gave people a noble and tough feeling.Probably because he came from a noble family and was the only heir to the duke, the education he received was not comparable to that of an ordinary squire like Edward.Therefore, although he was still young, Edward had some fear.

Edward sorted out his appearance, trying hard to maintain the respect of the elders.But it's just futile.They once met each other sincerely, Edward did not see Vincent's face, but Vincent had a panoramic view of his expression and posture.The gentleman's layer of civility and courtesy has long been stripped away, but Edward is unaware of it.

Vincent saw that Edward's calmness was just an act of prestige, but he still took a few steps back to give him room to breathe.He wanted to press Edward directly on the bed, and thought he looked beautiful in a dress.The narrow waist is wrapped under layers of fabric, showing some illusion of strength.

Sexual desire and etiquette, debauchery and respect, the characteristics that run counter to each other are combined in Edward, revealing a charming color.

This is enough to arouse the curiosity and inquiry spirit of a young man.

Especially when that young man holds wealth and status in his hands.

Edward calmed down and returned to a state of respect and courtesy.He politely asked Vincent about that night, trying to appear calm and objective.

"Although this matter is very difficult to tell, I still hope you can give me an answer."

"Ah, I'm very sorry." Vincent showed a shy look, more like a reckless young man. "I came here early to check the maintenance of the castle. At night, I often couldn't sleep, so I put on my boots and rode out, wandering around."

He paused, then spoke again.

"I was wandering in the woods that day, and I heard a noise. I walked over and saw that it was you taking a bath... The moonlight shone on your skin... It was so beautiful... I couldn't control myself..."

Vincent described the scene in a low voice, making Edward want to bow his head in shame, but he had to suppress his shame and continue to ask.

"Then why are you covering your face?"

"Because I have evil intentions," Vincent frowned, and said with some pain: "I want to violate you, but I am afraid that you will ask the sheriff to arrest me afterward."

He suddenly knelt on the ground on one knee, begging bitterly. "I regret hurting you, and regret keeps me awake at night. This heart is no longer mine, but in your hands. Punish me, whip me, or let the sheriff come and take me good."

"Just, please continue to let me love you. You let me taste the poison of love. Today, I can't extricate myself."

Vincent looked up at Edward, his eyes were affectionate and hot, almost piercing Edward.Edward couldn't help but want to back away, but there was already a wall behind him.

He has nowhere to go.

The incident by the pool was led by Vincent, and he even covered his face. In any case, it was a crime.But on the other hand, Vincent's emotions are so sincere, and he feels pain because he offended him. This youthful feeling makes Edward think of himself when he was young, and he can't bear to blame him.

What's more, I recognized the wrong person at the time, and my heart was not firm, which allowed Vincent to succeed.All kinds of things here are really incomprehensible.

"Stand up, sir," said Edward. "Your behavior is shameful, but your feelings are innocent. I don't blame you, but please be careful with your words and deeds, and stop talking nonsense."

"Thank you for your tolerance." Vincent stood up, and continued: "But Mr. Brook, what I said was not nonsense. Every word comes from the heart..."

"Please don't say any more," interrupted Edward.

"You are just young and energetic, and accidentally took the wrong path. However, your life is still very long. I hope you will return to the right path soon."

Same-sex love is not tolerated in the world, and being found out will not only affect the reputation, but even be arrested by the sheriff if it is serious.Even now, Edward is trying to hide and restrain himself, and only Mary knows that he likes men.

Vincent is young and curious about gay matters, but that can change.In the boarding school, there are often some romances between young teenagers, but after graduation, they each marry their wives.It's just that for Edward, he is already in deep trouble and can no longer fall in love with women.

As an elder, Edward felt it was his duty to guide young men who had gone astray.

But Vincent dismissed Edward's words, and he stubbornly poured out his love, describing his pain and obsession.He even stepped forward to hug Edward forcefully, pressed Edward's head on his chest, and begged him to listen to his heart.

"...Did you hear me? This heart is yours already, and I pray to you with every beat. Your fragrance makes me dizzy, and your warmth makes me burn. No beauty doesn't fade or burn at last, but Your long summer will never wither." He kissed Edward's hair, "nor will you lose your bright red fragrance."

He read so slowly, every word was whispering in his mouth.

Confused.

The young man cupped Edward's face and kissed it over and over again. "When you grow with time in immortal poetry," he kissed Edward's forehead. "As long as there are humans, or people have eyes," kissed Edward's eyes. "This poem will live forever and give you life." Finally kissed his lips.

The scent of a young male.

Edward let out a moan, but it was slurred in the deep kiss.At that moment, he forgot about etiquette and morality, even love itself, and just indulged in the young man's arms and kisses.

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Note: Excerpted from Shakespeare's sonnet, No.18.