Chapter 86: The sofa is quite damp because we spent such ‘dense’ time together, isn't it?
Chapter 86: The sofa is quite damp because we spent such ‘dense’ time together, isn't it?
Imperial Princess Serna felt her mood sour as she looked at the blonde, large-breasted student before her.
‘Lady Freyja of House Aste….’
The name sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.
Was her family one of those far removed from the political center?
But that didn't matter right now.
What mattered was the confident declaration this busty noble lady had just made.
“With the education of a lady from House Aste, even a commoner won't be able to lift a finger!”
“…Is that so?”
Serna’s eyebrow twitched slightly.
To dare speak of ‘educating’ the Commoner?
By whose authority?
That ‘Commoner 6.9’ was hardly the type to sit quietly and receive someone’s education.
‘If it were him, he would properly discipline any insolent females who dared to try and educate him.’
He would spank their buttocks or pinch their nipples.
He would make them reach a pussy orgasm with his rough hands.
He would force his cock into their mouths and make them swallow his semen.
He would thrust into their pussies with that massive, magnificent tool of his….
He would teach them the proper place of a noblewoman relative to a commoner.
If it were the man who could crush even her, the Imperial Princess, with his cock and make her piss herself, he was more than capable of doing exactly that.
‘……Just the thought of it is making me wet down there again.’
Of course, she maintained a composed facade.
But only moments ago, Serna had been right here, being violated by the Commoner in a perverted position.
The heat of it still lingered.
The semen in her hair that she hadn't yet washed out, the love juices she had sprayed all over the sofa, and even the scent lingering in the air—anyone could easily guess what had transpired here.
‘But Lady Freyja seems oblivious.’
Was she just slow-witted?
To say that, she had been fidgeting and looking around restlessly for a while now.
She must have seen the semen in Serna's hair.
It was impossible to miss, as a few drops were still dripping down even as they spoke.
‘Does she not know the relationship between the Commoner and myself…?’
There was no way.
In fact, it was more likely she was doing this on purpose despite knowing.
Coming to this house in the middle of the night looking for the Commoner was an act only possible if she knew something.
To put it simply, it was a battle of nerves.
To Serna, Freyja’s words sounded like this:
—I am close enough to the Commoner to call him out and educate him whenever and wherever I please!
Grit.
For a moment, Serna felt a vein throb in her forehead.
Of course, she understood that the Commoner had relationships with other women besides herself.
Because that was what the Commoner wanted.
But that was only acceptable as long as she, the Imperial Princess, established herself as Onahole No. 1 and could control the other onaholes.
‘That only applies to the likes of Lady Yuria, Lady Anna, or Lady Angelica, whom I brought in during the day.’
As the Imperial Princess, she could not tolerate the existence of another noble lady who handled the Commoner as she pleased in a place she didn't know about.
No, even before that.
As a woman, it was simply unacceptable.
Suppressing the urge to scream, Serna asked calmly.
“In short, you’re saying that you, our Lady Freyja Aste, have a particular expertise in handling the Commoner?”
She intentionally used her full name.
And she laced her voice with hostility.
“…T-That’s exactly right! O~hohoho!”
Serna could sense a slight tension in Freyja’s response, but at the same time, she felt a pride that refused to back down even before the Imperial Princess.
Was it because of the confidence that she was in a position to control and educate the Commoner?
Serna felt a mix of envy and jealousy toward that confidence.
“…I see.”
‘I cannot afford to lose either.’
This wasn't a matter of status like being a Princess or a Lady.
It was the inevitable competitive spirit of a woman fighting over a superior male.
Since Freyja had picked the fight first, Serna could not retreat.
“It is truly enviable that the Commoner visits you whenever you call, Lady Freyja.”
“Is… that so? Well, well, ahem, the Commoner comes running whenever and wherever I call him!”
“I haven't been able to do that, so I’ve had to settle for simply staying under the same roof as him.”
—He only visits you when you call? I live under the same roof as him.
…That was what she meant.
How about that, Lady Freyja?
“…….”
The conversation halted for a moment before Freyja spoke awkwardly.
“…I seeeee…? Hmmm, hmmm…!”
Having caught the meaning, Freyja wore an awkward smile.
However, Freyja was also a noble lady with her own pride.
There was no sign of her backing down just yet.
“Well…! I can understand that much. One is always anxious if they don't keep their pet by their side! It doesn't matter to me, since he comes whenever I call!”
Interpretation: You’re anxious if you don’t keep him nearby, right? I can call him whenever I’m horny, so I’ll let that much slide. (Composure)
‘……I’m starting to get a little angry.’
Though she said that, Serna was already trembling, her fists clenched tight.
She tried her best to maintain her princess-like composure.
‘Whew….’
Taking a deep breath, Serna spoke again.
“Well… I don't mind either. After all, the time we spend together is much longer than someone who only seeks him out when they need him.”
—You might only be with him when you’re having sex, but I spend all my time with him.
“Imperial Princess? I believe the density of the time spent together is more important than the length…!”
—I do everything I need to do even in a short amount of time!
‘This arrogant bitch…….’
An insult almost escaped her lips.
But she had to endure.
As the Imperial Princess, it was only natural to maintain dignity at all times.
Especially in front of Freyja, she wanted to appear even more composed.
“That is valid, Lady Freyja Aste. You are right. The density of the time spent together is also important.”
As Serna said this, she began to stroke her hair.
The semen that had been smeared in her hair rubbed off onto her hand.
“…?”
“Density….”
Freyja seemed to notice the semen on Serna's hand.
As if to show off, Serna put her hand in her mouth and licked the semen.
“Slurp…. Slurp. Chup, chuu. Sluuuurp…….”
She didn't care that Freyja was watching; in fact, she did it as if telling her to watch closely.
Serna licked the semen off each of her fingers with her tongue.
“Sluuuurp…. Mph, chu♡ Slurp♡”
Licking the semen gracefully and elegantly, yet with a hint of vulgarity as she stuck out her tongue.
“Sluuuurrrp……♡”
Finally, she licked all the semen off her hand.
“The density is quite thick indeed.”
“Urgh……!”
She won.
Freyja was looking at her with a look of frustration.
Looking closely, her hands and feet were trembling.
But this wasn't the end. She had to drive the nail in.
“I’m sorry, Lady Freyja. Since we spent such ‘dense’ time together just now, the sofa is quite damp, isn't it? Please forgive my rudeness for such poor hospitality.”
“I-It is…. very damp, isn't it?”
“Because the ‘density’ was so high and the time was so ‘long,’ I simply couldn't help but soak it.”
“I s-s-see… is that so, Imperial Princess?”
“In fact, although I am sitting like this, I can barely even stand properly.”
“B-Barely stand…….”
How about that, Lady Freyja?
Does that ‘education’ or whatever you do produce results like this?
“H-Hmph……!”
Judging by the reaction, it didn't seem to be to this extent.
Freyja looked as if every word was a literal arrow piercing her.
Serna felt it clearly.
At least this time, the victory was hers.
To seal the deal, she just needed to act magnanimous.
“If you need the Commoner that badly, you may take him for a while. Though, of course, he would need my permission to leave this place.”
“Permission… to leave….”
Freyja understood what she meant.
—The Commoner belongs to me. I will allow you to see him only when I permit it.
It was a total defeat.
In the battle of nerves with the Imperial Princess.
‘As I thought, the Commoner is now completely the Princess’s……!’
Freyja hung her head low, unable to raise it.
From the conversation so far, it seemed the Commoner was already head over heels for the Princess.
‘I suppose the Princess is better than a lady from a fallen house with nothing but pride like me…….’
To be honest, she had bluffed as much as she could because she didn't want to lose.
Claiming the Commoner came running when she called and so on.
But the reality was the opposite.
When the Commoner called, she was the one who had to come running, shaking her hips.
And even then, he hadn't called, so she had come looking for him herself…….
‘I don't think I can win. This is…….’
A de facto surrender.
Freyja was barely holding back her tears.
“J-Just once.”
“Yes?”
“Could you… lend… the Commoner to me just once? Imperial Princess.”
She had come all this way just to see his face.
Let her meet him just once before she left.
With that thought, Freyja pleaded with the Princess.
“Hmm… that shouldn't be difficult.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Since you say you educate the Commoner so well, Lady Freyja, I suppose a little bit is fine.”
“Ah….”
The hierarchy was now completely established.
From now on, she was in a position where she had to ask the Princess for permission just to meet Lord 6.9.
That was the fate of a low-ranking noble lady……
“I can't listen to this anymore.”
……?
At the sound of a man's voice from behind, both Freyja and Serna turned their heads at the same time.
“Who said you could lend me out or not? Am I a toy to you two?”
“Commoner… Lord?”
Bulging muscles. A massive frame.
For some reason, he was naked.
Water droplets ran down his muscles as if he had just finished washing.
Veins stood out all over his body.
And.
A cock that stood tall and straight.
‘Ah……♡’
‘C-Commoner Lord……!’
The moment any female saw that, she became incapable of doing anything.
The gazes that had been glaring at each other just moments ago instantly changed.
They turned into the eyes of females consumed by lust.
“Serna. Freyja.”
A voice tinged with anger.
The gaze of a male looking down upon females.
“…Yes!”
“…W-What is it, you….”
In front of 6.9, who had approached the sofa before they knew it.
Both of them began to feel that things like jealousy or possessiveness were meaningless before this massive cock.
“Stop the useless bickering and both of you kneel before my cock.”
At 6.9’s command.
Serna and Freyja glanced at each other.
And then they realized.
That they both wore the exact same expression.
“………Yes♡ Commoner Lord♡”
“I will kneel…♡”