Chapter 537
Chapter 537
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 537
Chapter Title: New Sensations (3)
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Lerue was far more aggressive and relentless than Siwoo had ever imagined.
At least the twins saw sex as something inherently embarrassing.
They'd even hatched a plan to "grab some leverage" over him to make him do their bidding.
But Lerue hadn't bothered with even the bare minimum of planning—she'd just plunged right in headfirst.
Considering her temperament from all the time he'd observed her, this unpredictable behavior was entirely predictable.
"It's fine! Why are you resisting so much? Are you dissatisfied with His Majesty's cock?!"
"No...! At least give me a proper reason!"
Lerue was literally clinging to his pant leg, while Siwoo desperately tried to fend her off.
Her eyebrows twitched in irritation at his stubborn resistance.
"Hoo... Very well. I shall tell you the truth myself. If you still refuse after that, I'll send you into exile."
"......"
Lerue began her explanation, acting as though she were showing tremendous magnanimity—though she still hadn't let go of his pant leg.
"I found pornography among the spoils of war. I'd been watching it right up until a moment ago."
"I heard that much already."
"As I watched one after another, every woman was sucking on a man's cock, slurping away greedily."
"......"
"It looked fun. And intriguing. I came to you to resolve my curiosity, but you were asleep."
"So you didn't even wake me up... you just went straight for it?"
Lerue nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Her complete lack of shame was almost admirable in its audacity.
"This isn't bad for you either. Look how big it's gotten—you must've felt good, right? You get pleasure, and I satisfy my curiosity. It's a win-win, like picking up shells and mining pearls."
"What kind of curiosity is this... exactly?"
"I saw the women gulping it down like it was delicious. Naturally, I wondered what it tastes like. Sea urchin gonads are a delicacy, pufferfish ovaries are exquisite—surely a man's semen is some rare gourmet treat too? So hand over that cock already."
Siwoo had plenty of experience, but this was the first time his dick had been treated like some special menu item.
"It tastes awful. Seriously, it does."
"I don't trust words scraped together in desperation."
"I'm not lying—it really tastes bad."
"I'll be the judge of that."
Lerue was starting to get annoyed.
The faint attempt at persuasion had vanished, her lips twisting in displeasure.
"How dare you! I've explained myself this far, and you still refuse?!"
"Your Majesty, I am always grateful for your grace. But... this is your first time doing something like this, isn't it?"
"Indeed. Who else in Akula could I do it with?"
He'd asked half in certainty, and she answered immediately, piling on the most commonsense advice imaginable.
"This kind of thing is for doing with someone you love."
"I know that much."
But Lerue scoffed, as if he'd stated the obvious.
"However, I am married to the nation. I can't share ordinary love. I've never even coveted such pitiful romance."
"My apologies, but... I already have lovers."
Her eyes went wide in that instant.
As if, despite foreseeing everything else, this was the one thing she hadn't considered—a petulant tone following her startled reaction.
"It matters not. Once I reclaim my true throne, I'll send you compensation."
It was too straightforward to call sophistry.
No—to Lerue, this was the straight truth.
Sloppy, arrogant, and self-indulgent. Exactly like her usual self.
"Know that much."
Lerue bowed her head without another word.
Her lips, which had been chattering away moments ago, softly enveloped the cock that stood imposingly defiant even in this farce.
First, he needed to buy some time for a conversation.
She'd treated him better than expected so far, and honestly, the offer was so tempting he was half-ready to give in.
A blowjob wasn't that big a deal anyway...
He steeled his weakening resolve and grabbed Lerue's shoulders to stop her.
"Your Majesty."
"Aah! You're so annoying! Why do you keep doing this?!"
"Everything has its order."
"I know that!"
"Porn skips all the buildup and jumps straight to sex, but normally you build intimacy first, kiss, and..."
"We've already kissed."
"...What?"
Lerue whined in a dissatisfied voice, as if this were truly the last straw.
"Kissed?"
"Yes. I tried it while you were asleep, out of curiosity."
Come to think of it, her philtrum and mouth had seemed a bit damp.
But what really snapped Siwoo to full alertness was something else.
"Uh... how long did you do it?"
Lerue's current hairstyle was long, loose waves—relaxed bedhead.
To kiss him while he lay flat, she'd have had to let that hair drape over his face. Just like how it now tickled his thighs as she bowed her head.
"Ten minutes? Fifteen? You wouldn't stick out your tongue, so it was a hassle."
"Ah..."
Finally, the reason for his painfully throbbing erection amid this ridiculous comedy came clear.
Her scent—utterly defenseless, inhaled deep while asleep. The 23rd Hierarchy Grand Witch's body odor.
To Siwoo, it was no different from a concentrated aphrodisiac, and he'd breathed it in to the fullest.
Like noticing a paper cut only when you see the blood and feel the sting.
A maddening thirst surged up abruptly.
Red-hot lust. Greed transcending reason.
"Oh? Don't tell me you want to start with kissing again? Such a romantic guy."
Lerue smirked playfully, quirking one corner of her mouth in bold amusement.
This was bad.
Suddenly, Lerue looked insanely sexy.
Her pale skin, rounded shoulders, the subtle swell at her collarbone's convergence.
He wanted to ram his cock into those teasing lips that mocked him with a mischievous smile, rip off her loose robe worn as sleepwear, and ravage her slender body. Savage impulses spread like wildfire.
"Very well. Offer your lips."
This was dangerous.
Lerue crawled up his body, pursing her lips pointedly.
"Your Majesty."
"What now? Honestly, you're lacking the boldness of a man."
"It's not that..."
He'd chosen this to create some distance and stop her.
"This feels unfair."
"Unfair how?"
"I'm the only one exposed like this, aren't I?"
He assumed her full-throttle shamelessness stemmed from her underdeveloped sexual awareness.
"Your Majesty should strip too."
So what if she saw him naked?
Full nudity in front of an unrelated man.
Even for Lerue, who felt no shame in male-female relations, this was intuitively "embarrassing."
Using this as an excuse to halt her—his brilliant strategy.
"Oh?"
As expected, Lerue paused.
But the confident smile curling her lips made him realize his blunder instantly.
What the hell had he been thinking?
She wouldn't stop just because showing her naked body was embarrassing.
And even if she did, suggesting "Your Majesty should strip too" was an absurd idea he'd never voice normally.
In short, this was his inflated desire—post-scent exposure—wrapped in plausible packaging.
"I take it back. Sneakily wanting a peek at my nude body? You're quite the bold man."
"Wait—!"
No time for "wait."
"What's there to hesitate? I take pride in my beautiful jade form."
Lerue, who had been straddling his firm abs, flung off her robe with a flourish, then whipped away her custom sleep bra.
Not a hint of hesitation to go fully nude except for her panties.
In the pitch-black room without windows, lit only by faint hallway light spilling in, Queen Lerue's flawless body was revealed.
Her smooth underarms as she tidied her disheveled hair from undressing, her pudding-like breasts jiggling softly in their hollows.
Analyzing the ripple: not bursting firmness, but soft peach-like yielding.
Relative to their generous size, cute nipples crowned by broad, pale pink areolas.
It wasn't just her breasts exuding feminine allure and softness.
Her slender waist contrasted sharply against birth-ready hips, her blemish-free skin like velvet—utterly captivating.
Siwoo never imagined the woman who spouted such childish nonsense possessed this sex-optimized figure. The shock doubled.
"Oh? Want to touch?"
He realized his hand had stretched toward her breasts as if entranced—only when Lerue's slender, cool fingers gripped his wrist.
"A perfectly natural reaction for a man. Unable to resist instinct after beholding a body as pure and lovely as a sea nymph's."
With a fearless smile, Lerue guided his hand to grope her own breast.
"Well? How is it?"
Even that brief contact made his cock throb painfully.
A vicious carnal ache, like a chained beast writhing.
"Heh heh heh. Your face is priceless."
He was probably wearing a dopey expression, and Lerue seemed utterly delighted by it.
Her breast felt incredibly soft, as expected.
How it retained such a perfect shape despite being so pillowy was a mystery.
In this state, he could've held it forever and been content. Her skin—cool like her hands, whether from low body temperature or magic—clung to his palm in perfect unity.
He couldn't stop.
His fingers kneaded relentlessly.
"Satisfied now?"
Lerue pulled his hand away as she spoke.
The afterglow still tingled in his palm.
"You've fondled my body, so I can fondle yours without complaint. Lie still and watch."
With that, Lerue positioned herself adeptly—like a rider mounting backward—and lowered her head over his chest, ass planted firmly.
In other words, 69.
Due to their height difference, her ass hovered at a perfect viewing distance.
Her clinging panties showcased the sharp axe-cut cleft, stimulating his eyes.
"Haaah...!"
Before he could stop her, Lerue engulfed his cock fully.