It's true the clothes sticking to my skin feels uncomfortable, but if he takes them off now, things will get complicated!
Unexpectedly, Rafayel found himself reacting slightly to Thomas's kisses.
Just as Thomas had removed all of Rafayel's shirt.
"Ah… brother… wait… why…?" Rafayel grabbed Thomas's hand.
"…Why…? You're the one asking that, Raffy?"
Thomas's expression turned sorrowful as he pulled Rafayel into a tight embrace.
"I've been trying to act like a proper older brother for the past month, just like you told me to. I've been holding back my own desires. But you… you let others touch you, didn't you? You even took their hands yourself… Do you think I, who loves you so much, could ever forgive that? I can't. Honestly, I hate it so much I sometimes want to kill them. And today… you wore such a dress that invited others like that…! The moment I saw it, I had to struggle so hard to keep the urge to lock you away inside me… You don't understand how I feel, do you…?"
