Mind Your Words, Asleep or Awake
"...and thus, Meckerd Florian is hereby sentenced to death."
"Mmmph!!"
At the death sentence, Lord Florian twisted his face in injustice, but the emperor's reflection in the crystal orb showed only annoyance.
He waved his hand dismissively at his daughter.
"Handle the rest yourself, Reina."
"Yes, Your Majesty. I shall obey your command."
And so, the Florian blasphemy incident ended with the head of a single lord.
The mage managing the communication withdrew.
The former lord, gagged, was dragged straight to the underground dungeon.
The princess then approached Roana and her son, Paelr Florian, to bless them.
"From now on, Paelr Florian, you shall be the lord of this territory. But you know it yourself—you're still sorely lacking. So, Roana Florian, you must look after things diligently."
"Yes, Princess. We are truly grateful for this immense grace."
"Very well."
The execution was set for 5 p.m. that afternoon.
We had to stay until then, so Reina, Bella, Tanya, and the rest of our group decided to remain in the mansion.
No sooner had I entered the room with Bella than Reina yanked me down onto her lap.
Everything had gone smoothly, and she looked in high spirits.
"Thank you, Kael! Once again, you've made this all so effortless!"
"Haha. It's all because you're so blessed, Princess."
That morning.
When Reina tried to grill me about last night's escapades, I cut her off with a bold proposal: execute Lord Florian.
Bella, who'd been watching from the side muttering excuses, blinked in surprise alongside Reina. I explained patiently.
"If we strike too hard at that family, we risk backlash from the Second Prince's faction. But if it ends with just one lord's head, we'll even earn their gratitude."
Bonus points: rumors would spread among the locals and merchants, boosting her reputation.
Reina pondered it deeply, then nodded right away.
"If it's your opinion, Kael, I trust it without question."
Ooh, our milk boy's got some serious trust going on? One step closer to shadow power broker!
And the outcome was even better than expected.
The emperor praised her lavishly for listening to her.
He was impressed by her restraint in avoiding unnecessary bloodshed.
At the same time, she'd upheld imperial authority, so he promised rewards upon her return.
With her value skyrocketing, Reina hugged me tight, beside herself with joy.
Bella joined in, wrapping us both up and bouncing around gleefully.
Who even knows what goes through that girl's head.
Anyway, Reina winked at me and asked,
"Is there anything you want, Kael? Whatever it is, I'll grant it!"
"...Really?"
"Yes!"
Bella whooped an "Ooh!" in admiration from the side.
Beres chimed in too.
Our milk boy's showing his empty head again. Watch your mouth, asleep or awake.
'What's wrong with that? It's just cute.'
Anyway, a wish.
I flashed a lecherous grin at Reina and made my request.
The two women knelt before and behind me.
In front, Bella with her red twintails; behind, the pink-haired big-titted princess.
Bella worked away busily, but the rear was dead silent.
"Princess?"
"Ah, understood."
But she just answered—no movement.
I stroked Bella's head as she slurped my cock so deliciously, then prodded Reina again.
"You wouldn't be the type to just pay lip service without following through, right?"
"Ugh... Fine. There, happy...?"
My cheeks spread apart.
Her breath tickled my secret spot.
Reina gripped my ass tight, trembling.
She glared at my asshole like it was her mortal enemy.
But that was it.
No decisive action followed.
"Sigh. As expected, just words after all, Princess. Never mind, then..."
Smack.
It touched.
The princess's noble lips met my filthy hole.
I froze in place, a shiver racing through me.
'An imperial princess... of this empire... rimming my ass...!'
I glanced back.
Reina was rigid for entirely different reasons, her face a mix of near-tears confusion and bewilderment at the situation.
I nailed the reality home for her.
With a light hip flick backward.
"Lick it properly, Princess. Get your head in the game."
"Ah, understood..."
Smack. Smooch. Slurp slurp...
Fuck, that was exquisite.
Her noble lips made it feel like flowers might bloom from my hole after an hour of this.
But it was still lacking...
"Suck it right. Use your tongue too."
"Slurp. Schluuurp. Understood... Schluuurp. Schluuurp."
Vulgar sounds echoed front and back.
Up front, the eldest daughter of a ducal pillar of the empire slurped my cock; behind, the emperor's third daughter rimmed my ass.
I couldn't help but twitch my hips a little.
Who wouldn't?
Even the current emperor probably never got service this premium.
"Bella, tasty?"
"Yeah. Sluuuurp. Slurp. Kael's cock is so fucking delicious!"
"And you, Princess?"
"Schluuurp... Slurp. I, I don't know."
"Really? Let me help you figure it out."
I bent forward slightly, pushing my ass back.
Then commanded her.
"Stick out your tongue stiff and shove it inside."
"Eh...?"
"All the way in and suck."
Reina's pupils shook.
She had that "I have to do that too?!" look.
This was fun to tease.
"Whatever, if you don't want to. Guess you're all talk after all~"
"N-No! I will! I'll do it, and prove I'm true to my word with you, Kael...!"
And she actually shoved her tongue in.
Her face showed her choking back nausea with sheer willpower.
It was so endearing, I found myself petting her head.
"Schluuurp. Slurp. H-How's that? F-Feels good...? Slurp slurp..."
"Yes. Being serviced by your lips and tongue makes me grateful to be alive. No regrets even in death."
"Th-That's..."
Her face flushed red.
Moved by my acting—90% sincere, anyway.
How could anyone not be thrilled by a princess's service?
She ruled over hundreds of thousands from the top.
But dying now? Too soon. Not until I've fucked her pussy raw and knocked her up.
What a sly bastard. Your acting's gotten pretty good too—could pass for a demon!
Reina hesitated.
Then, resolved, she spoke plainly.
"If you want it again, just say so anytime. Even in the midst of war, I'll rush to lick you!"
Milk cow... you're hopeless.
I ignored Beres's pitying mutter and smiled brightly at Reina.
Making sure she felt zero regret for her words.
"I'll hold you to that, Princess. I love you!"
"Ahem... Enough nonsense. Stick that ass back here."
What a cute princess.
But then Bella, who'd overheard, jumped up demanding her turn at my ass too.
Forcing me to bend over and present to both women.
Slurp. Schluuurp. Slurp slurp.
Lick. Lick. Schluuurp...
Two lewd tongues and wet sounds around my ass.
Plenty of guys get double blowjobs, but in this world, I'm probably the first man rimmed by two women at once.
'Damn it.'
The man hung his head.
How the hell did it come to this?
If that stupid bitch hadn't screwed up, none of this would have happened.
Meckerd Florian blamed no fault on his own greed.
He'd figured hosting the princess and First Prince's faction separately with his wife would be fine—never prioritizing imperial blood.
To him, the Third Princess was just a dumb girl who'd fucked up in front of foreign envoys, a total non-contender for the throne.
"Fucking bitch. Why'd she have to vacation here right now..."
Then, with a creak, the dungeon door opened.
Soldiers approached and dragged him out.
What? The execution was hours away!
'Could it be the Second Prince...?'
Of course.
All the bribes I'd sent—surely he wouldn't let me die like this!
And indeed, the soldiers took him to the tower used as a private cell in the mansion.
Unlike the dungeon, it had every comfort—for disobedient family members across Florian generations.
Locked in the top floor, the soldiers left the ground level outside.
He showered gleefully.
'Just wait till I get out. I'll fucking destroy that Third Princess bitch!'
Steeling himself, he stepped out—only to find his wife there.
Looking unusually slutty today.
What was this vibe? Different from usual.
Suddenly, seeing her made him desperately horny.
A mix of near-execution tension and her oozing lewdness.
His cock stiffened, tenting his pants.
"You fucking bitch. Know how much hell you've put me through? Huh?"
"I'm sorry, dear."
"Shut up. Come suck this."
But she refused flat-out.
"No."
"Wh-What?"
Never in their marriage had she denied him.
Suck his cock? She'd suck. Ride like a whore? She'd grind.
Now she was different.
"You just sit there and watch."
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
His body went limp all at once.
He slumped against the wall, watching his wife strip and a man enter.
Familiar face—from the princess's group.
Why the fuck was he here?
The man sauntered to the bed and plopped down.
Beckoned her with a finger.
"How dare a lowly baron crook his finger at a countess?!"
Then the unbelievable happened.
His wife stripped naked, crawled on all fours to the baron, ass up.
But that was just the start.
"Wh-What...?!"
She slurped the man's cock like it was delicious, tonguing glans, shaft, base, balls—every inch spotless.
Then, ass high for him to see, she climbed onto the bed, spread her crotch wide, and declared,
"You watch from there. Watch your wife get impregnated by another man's seed. The Florian lineage gets rewritten here today."
"What the...?!"
She looked up.
A young, rigid cock stared back.
Mouthwatering just to see.
She wiggled her hips pleadingly.
"Put it in now, Master♥"
"St-Stop!"
But his wife's hole—stretched wide by that massive, thrice-his-size black cock—swallowed it deep.
She shuddered, moaning in ecstasy.
"Ahhh♥..."