The Insectoid Prince Became My Slave [Insectoid]

Black-hearted, bewitching beauty seme x gentle, strong lieutenant uke

In the middle of the night, Aikel was woken by a faint knock at the door. He had always been a light sleeper.

As soon as he opened the door, a blood-covered figure collapsed inside. A face as exquisite and perfect as Michelangelo's David came into view.

Aikel stared in surprise at the beauty lying on the floor. Soft golden hair spilled around his feet. The beauty frowned slightly, clutching his wound, and whispered, "Please, save me. In return, I'll make a pact with you and become your slave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beauty passed out, looking completely defenseless and at Aikel's mercy.

Aikel swallowed. He could hardly believe that such a beauty, exactly to his taste, had conveniently appeared at his door while he was in heat.

Who said a female insect couldn't top? Aikel was getting excited.

Only much later did Aikel realize that the criminal he'd been hunting all along, the high and mighty butterfly prince Gewuiste, had been lying at his feet, asking to become his slave during his heat.

PART 2

A subordinate sneaked over the wall to deliver information to the prince. Glancing at Aikel, who had fallen asleep nearby, he grumbled softly, "Your Highness, why make a master-servant pact with an insect? And that guy's a female, too."

Gewuiste was gently tucking a blanket around Aikel. At the words, he shot the subordinate a cold glare, and the latter immediately shrank aside and fell silent.

PART 3

Gewuiste looked at the person sprawled on top of him and smiled indulgently. "Aikel, are you sure you want to exercise your rights under the pact now?"

Aikel looked at the person he loved. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he nodded.

The corner of Gewuiste's mouth lifted. He wrapped his arms around Aikel, rolled over, and pinned him beneath himself. His golden hair cascaded down, and in the warm light he was as beautiful as Venus, the ancient Greek goddess, descending to earth.

Gewuiste held Aikel by the wrists. His intoxicating pale blue eyes were so tender they seemed to draw Aikel in.

"As you wish, my master."

Wait...

Aikel instantly went rigid and hurriedly tried to push the beauty off him. No, I shouldn't be the one on the bottom...!

Premise: When sunlight shines through the cracks, the sleeping snow can finally melt