Chapter 71

What Chernea was anticipating was something more dangerous than Alpheios’s visit.

At that moment, Chernea’s bare foot pressed firmly against the inner thigh muscle of Riorem.

A sudden jolt.

The unexpected stimulation caused pre-ejaculate to gush out from the tip of his penis.

Chernea pressed down on Riorem’s thigh several more times with her foot.

“You’ll feel better too. No matter how close Dynamis is to the royal palace, it can’t compare to walking around within the same city.”

“That doesn’t really matter, ugh.”

Her pale toes lightly pressed on his testicles.

Because of that, the semen pooled inside nearly escaped through the urethra.

Riorem clenched his teeth. Chernea smiled sweetly.

“Now that I think about it, you can also go shopping yourself. Besides the dress salon, there must be lots of shoe and hat workshops.”

“Even so, isn’t it more comfortable to have someone call for you?”

“That may be, but going to see things yourself has its own fun, right? I heard a rumor that when lovers come to buy clothes and get hot, they put up a curtain and leave the place. I’m curious if that’s really true.”

“Where on earth do you… hear these things?”

This time Chernea didn’t answer.

Her foot, which had been slowly creeping closer, finally touched the base of his penis.

The soft sole, without even the smallest callus, rubbed against the shaft and then pressed firmly.

His erect penis was crushed against his stiff abs.

“Ah, ugh…”

“I’m still not sure exactly who has sided with the Empire, but if they get easier access to me, they’ll quickly start infighting. They could lure me without going through the kingdom’s people.”

“But, absolutely… no. There are more people in the royal capital who are hostile to me, haa.”

“Hmm… really no, Riorem?”

Her sole rubbed against his shaft like grinding against a pillar.

Riorem felt his mind turn completely blank.

The pleasure rising from his lower body was one thing… but the fact that his most important part was being treated so insignificantly stirred a masochistic pleasure inside him.

The tip of his penis kept leaking a thin stream of fluid.

Riorem buried his face in the soft fabric and gasped for breath.

Maybe it was because of Chernea’s scent filling his lungs, but his mind became increasingly dazed.

Somewhere inside his head, a voice seemed to be yelling that he shouldn’t listen to Chernea’s words any longer, but his body was already soaked in pleasure.

Finally, a heat exploded inside Riorem.

Semen shot out, wetting his abs where the head of his penis had been pressed, the carpet, Chernea’s foot, and the hem of her dress.

“Ha, haa.”

Riorem barely caught his breath, trembling from the aftereffects.

Chernea watched him quietly, then asked again in a much gentler tone than before.

“At least for this month, can’t you spend time in the townhouse?”

Riorem let out a hollow laugh at her sweet voice. Instead of replying, he pulled Chernea’s waist, seating her delicate body on his thigh.

His lover, trapped in his arms, looked up at him.

Riorem held Chernea’s waist tightly.

Only after making sure she couldn’t move did he press their lips together.

Had Chernea also become aroused from what just happened? The flesh pressing against him was hot and soft.

He gently pressed her lower lip with his upper teeth.

Chernea’s tongue came out to meet his parted lips.

Riorem sweetly sucked on the small tongue and pulled Chernea deep into his embrace.

Her ample, soft body was crushed against his chest.

The softest skin of this woman whose entire body was like a dream.

Chernea, pressed under his firm chest, gasped for breath.

It was a sign of feeling suffocated, but Riorem’s arms only held her tighter.

Their tongues tangled fiercely.

Despite biting and swallowing as if to devour her, Chernea was not easily overwhelmed.

Because of that, their kisses always grew rougher than sex itself.

Her thick tongue filled his mouth and penetrated his throat.

After thoroughly stirring the inside, the tongue withdrew, swallowing everything — Chernea’s breath, heat, even a drop of saliva.

Their prolonged indulgence was briefly interrupted as Riorem entered inside Chernea.

With a wet squelch, his penis was swallowed between her heavily soaked mounds.

Riorem thrust his hips up as if adjusting his position, and was fully buried inside her in an instant.

“Huh, ah…”

Chernea parted her lips and exhaled.

Perhaps because of the seated position where they held each other, the penetration felt especially deep today.

At that moment, Riorem grabbed Chernea’s hips.

His thick, hard hands squeezed and kneaded the firm flesh of her buttocks, twisting her white hips back and forth for a long time.

Riorem shook his hips forcefully inside her.

Gasp.

Chernia swallowed her breath against gravity as the stimulation surged up from below.

Thus began the violent movement.

Chernia trembled like a small bird, chirping.

Love juices dripped down along their grinding junctures.

Her already exceptionally thin and delicate clothing grew damp and clung transparently to her skin.

Looking down at Chernia like this evoked a strange feeling.

The Chernia in his arms now was clearly the figure of a mature woman.

Yet, perhaps because of her state, Riorem kept recalling her former self.

The second princess of Peroa, whom he, as a lowly commoner, could only ever steal glances at unless summoned.

That such a woman was in his arms, taking his cock.

Even though he’d thrust hundreds of times already, this situation felt newly astonishing.

“…Do you like it?”

Me.

And the pleasure I can give you.

Even to this incoherent question, Chernia nodded without hesitation.

At that moment, something that had been preheating since he entered the room boiled over at once.

It was a question he’d asked several times before, yet now, everything in this room reminded him of the past, causing long-simmering desire to bubble up fiercely.

Riorem wrapped Chernia’s legs around his waist.

Then he stood up right there.

Suddenly suspended in mid-air, Chernia, seemingly startled, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

His lower abdomen ached intensely.

That this woman, who wouldn’t bat an eye even if someone died, clung to him so desperately… that fact excited Riorem.

He gently supported Chernia’s buttocks and took a step.

Perhaps because of the position, or because her insides were too wet.

With every step he took, his pillar slipped out.

No matter how hard he pulled the buttocks he held in both hands, it was the same.

In the end, Riorem simply thrust upward while standing.

Thrust.

Plunge.

Deep.

Plunge.

“Hahk! Nnngh, ugh…”

Chernia, held in his arms, moaned, her voice catching.

It seemed she couldn’t bear the cock driving deep inside her as her body rose and fell.

Chernia trembled violently and struggled, but Riorem didn’t stop.

He slammed against her inner walls, forcing his cock to its limit, and moved forward.

Walking like that made his steps unbearably slow.

With each step, far slower than usual, love juices dripped down, drip, drip.

“Hah, haaah, ah…”

Chernia gasped, her mouth hanging open.

They had only taken a few steps, yet she had already climaxed several times.

The vibrations transmitted with each step, the pressure amplified by her own weight and gravity, seemed to feel excessively stimulating.

On the path from the chair to the bed, the love juices Chernia spilled formed a trail like a guide line.

Even after leaking so much fluid, Chernia kept getting wetter.

When he thrust as if scraping her inner walls, she even squirted with a squelch.

‘So lewd…’

Riorem bent down and swallowed her lips.

During this, Chernia, who had climaxed again, trembled pitifully.

After repeating this several times, the two finally reached the bed.

But Riorem didn’t let her down easily. His walking hadn’t ended in the first place.

Chernia sobbed as she dangled. Whether it was painful to be penetrated so deeply, pressing against her

insides while suspended in air, her moans now mingled with cries.

Still, Riorem didn’t soothe Chernia.

Instead, each time her breath hitched and grew ragged, he slammed his hips fiercely, sending her beyond the peak.

Then he continued walking.

The place where Riorem finally put Chernia down was the large windowsill at the end of the bedroom.