Chapter 284
Chapter 284
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Trapped in the Dark Debris
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The Third Imperial Princess and I were trapped amid the pitch-black rubble.
Kneeling above Lydia, I held firm with both hands propped solidly against the ground.
Honestly, the debris weighing on my back wasn't all that heavy.
Holding steady while continuously channeling aura felt about the same as my usual training sessions.
I could maintain this position unwaveringly for two days straight.
"A-Are you alright, Veil...?"
From the perspective of Lydia, lying rigidly beneath me, though, things looked entirely different.
She had completely shed the fierce demeanor she'd shown just moments ago, ordering the capture of everyone involved with the Black Sun.
Her face now held the worried gaze of a young woman barely past twenty.
"I'm fine, Your Highness. And how are you?"
"I'm naturally fine since you're shielding me. But your body..."
Lydia's eyes instinctively drifted to my disheveled white shirt.
She gulped deeply at the sight of the knife scars crisscrossing my abdomen.
"Ah, these are old wounds from past battles. I didn't get a single scratch in that duel just now."
"That's a relief, then... Though the situation is a bit awkward, isn't it."
If I lowered my hands here, our chests would press right up against each other.
Catching on to that, Lydia turned her head slightly away, avoiding my gaze.
The atmosphere grew even more awkward because of it.
Above us, they were no doubt working furiously to dig out the rubble and rescue us.
Still, it seemed like it would take some time.
Of course, I could blast the debris away like an explosion by unleashing a surge of aura.
But that might injure Lydia, who was pressed so close, so it was better to wait patiently like this.
"..."
As that awkward silence stretched on,
I broke it with a single remark.
"It's been a while since I've been trapped underground like this."
Lydia showed interest in the rare experience.
Breathing shallow, hot breaths in the stifling cavern, she asked back.
"You've been trapped in a place like this before?"
"Yes. In the past, when I went with Lady Irina to the ruined cathedral to catch those bombers who fled with the Third Prince."
Irina.
At the mention of her name, Lydia's expression stiffened ever so slightly.
'Ah. I answered reflexively and slipped up...'
"That's right. And back then, were you stuck this close together too?"
However, she didn't bristle or get angry.
Instead, she smiled with a mischievous, almost demonic glint, as if my answer intrigued her.
Her already red eyes sparkled even more provocatively in the darkness.
"No, back then I had dozed off for a bit, so we weren't even aware of each other."
I tried to gloss over it smoothly.
In truth, my memories of that day weren't all that clear anyway.
"Hmm... I see. Asleep, huh..."
Lydia tugged at the collar of her dress, perhaps feeling the heat in the confined space.
She fanned herself lightly and let out a breath.
"But really, do you think Irina would have just left you alone while you were asleep?"
Lydia was clearly feeling the sweltering closeness of the chamber too.
Yet her scent wasn't cloying or unpleasant.
It was a fresh, vibrant fragrance emanating from her healthy, petite skin.
More moist and soothing than sticky—like a ripe peach.
"Yes...? What do you mean...?"
"You're so naive when it comes to this stuff."
Lydia's red eyes narrowed into thin crescents.
She chuckled softly, gently stroking my chin with her finger.
"Well, with that face and those skills, if you were sharp in this area too, you'd be less a fox and more a divine beast."
Lying down as I was, the princess's dress had parted slightly.
Beneath her soft collarbone, the pale, supple skin of a woman just past twenty came into view.
And below that, the beautifully rounded curves.
They were so mesmerizing they captured my eyes, even as I braced against the debris.
"While you were asleep, Irina probably did something like this."
Lydia reached out with one hand to caress my cheek.
In the process, her raised arm squeezed her breasts together, making them swell cutely.
But that was just the beginning.
Lydia closed her eyes seductively and lifted her face toward mine.
"Mm..."
The princess's red lips met my parched ones.
Now familiar with the sensation after several kisses, she took the initiative, slipping her tongue out.
She directly poured her saliva into my dry mouth.
"Mmph..."
While I held my hands steady in a defenseless position, she kissed me freely.
With her dress barely hanging on her shoulders, the tops of her breasts were visible.
"Haa..."
They weren't overly voluptuous, but they were beautifully shaped all the same.
The fragrant peach scent wafting from the valley between them even made my head hazy.
"That's why I'm telling you. If it had been those pervert sisters of mine, they would've taken advantage of your defenseless state and done all sorts of things."
Lydia pulled back slightly, exhaling hot breath.
She wiped the sticky strand of saliva stretching between our lips and brazenly continued.
"Hah, aren't you doing all sorts of things right now too, Your Highness?"
I chuckled and pointed out her ulterior motives.
In response, Lydia shrugged with a little devil's nonchalance.
"At least I gave you fair warning before diving in."
The Third Imperial Princess of the Empire grabbed my disheveled white shirt, now hanging like a curtain, and shook it playfully.
The sight made her look like an arrogant young lady reveling in her superiority, tugging on a leash.
"I didn't just pounce wildly like this."
Lydia slowly trailed her fingers from my chin down to my collarbone.
Perhaps because it was so rare to see me unable to move, unlike usual,
She freely explored the body she'd never been allowed to touch before.
But then,
Her fingers froze, and she was left speechless.
The firm muscles visible below her collarbone, and the beads of clear sweat pooled from holding the same position for so long.
One dropped onto the bridge of her nose, and the unfamiliar masculine scent left her dazed.
"A man's bare body is like this..."
My sweat trailed down her pert nose.
Watching her eyes glaze over from the scent made my own face heat up.
Lydia's gaze slowly traveled from my chest to my abdomen, then naturally downward to my pants.
Staring blankly at the bulge now close to her lower belly.
I refused to allow her gaze any further and slowly bent my arms.
"......!!"
With my elbows now pressed fully to the ground, I gently lay atop her.
At the rigid sensation pressing against her lower belly, Lydia's lips parted involuntarily.
"V-Veil..."
"I'm sorry. It's getting hard for me to hold out too."
If I stayed still any longer, she might get even bolder, so I decided to just lie on top.
Of course, it wasn't because I disliked it—her every clumsy, seductive touch made it hard to focus on bracing.
But contrary to my intentions, with our chests now pressed together, Lydia's face flushed even deeper.
I could feel the powerful thumping of her heart from her left breast.
Moreover, with her half-slipped dress and my shirt, our bare skin was locked together.
The hot sweat from the stifling chamber mixed and clung stickily.
"Huuu... Haa..."
"Is it hard to bear...?"
I was concentrating all my strength throughout my body, so she wasn't crushed under my weight.
Yet the youngest princess's breathing grew even rougher.
"Y-Yeah. You're too heavy... It's hard to hold up!"
Even as she said that, Lydia made no move to push me away.
Instead, she clenched her thighs, rubbing against our touching skin.
"Girls like Irina and Lea would love this, but I'm different...!!"
"I haven't said anything yet..."
Lydia splayed her arms haphazardly on the ground and whipped her head away.
But even so, she kept stealing glances at my face out of instinct.
"What's with that... Why is your mouth corner turning up?"
"Changing position feels more comfortable. Holding one pose so long was starting to cramp me up."
Only then did the Third Imperial Princess of the Empire fully grasp the situation beyond my body.
Realizing I was protecting her, she slowly nodded.
"Your expression looks awfully relaxed for that, but I'll trust you."
And so, with our bodies entwined, we waited for rescue.
But waiting quietly in such close contact only made things feel more awkward.
"The rescue is taking a while."
"Yes, it's dragging on a bit."
On top of that, her breathing was growing steadily more ragged.
The pounding of our hearts syncing up made my body itch.
"..."
After a few minutes like that,
I closed my eyes for a moment, steadying my composure.
At that instant,
Lydia stared intently at my face before slowly opening her mouth.
"Veil, you're not asleep, are you...?"
I'd only just closed my eyes, but she asked tentatively.
"..."
However, I didn't answer right away.
I was deep in meditation, tensing every muscle to keep my weight off her, and missed the timing to respond.
"Hmm..."
At that, Lydia gulped deeply, as if convinced I was really asleep.
Then, she tentatively placed both arms on my back, covering her.
"You're asleep, huh."
The haughty princess, just past twenty, pressed both hands to my back.
She slowly explored my sweat-soaked back with her palms.
From my sharply protruding wing bones to the lines of my lats.
It tickled for a moment, but I stayed still, focusing solely on meditation.
"Irina had an experience like this..."
Lydia let out a steamy breath, her twin tails trembling with tension.
Her face flushed, she murmured softly.
"So that's it... Marriage means greeting mornings like this every day..."
Lost in her own thoughts, whatever they were.
Wanting to feel the texture more closely, perhaps, she slipped both hands under my drenched shirt.
She pressed her small palms flat against my sticky bare skin.
Groping the slick flesh with sweat, her lower belly twitched.
"Ooh... Ahh..."
She unwittingly let out lewd breaths and squeezed ambiguously, pulling me into a tight embrace since we weren't fully pressed together.
Because of that, my efforts to ease my weight off her went to waste.
She hugged me so fiercely that her perky breasts were squished flat, and my full weight poured onto her.
"Hnng...!!"
Under that weight, Lydia felt her whole body compressed.
But far from disliking it, she breathed even more lewdly.
"Huu... Haa..."
The princess took deep breaths with half-lidded eyes.
Her splayed twin tails quivered on the ground.
Yet Lydia didn't stop there.
As if to calm her twitching lower belly, she extended her clenched thighs.
And wrapped them around right above my hips.
This should make her feel not just my weight bearing down, but crushing her...
Yet for some reason, she locked her arms and legs around my body in a vise grip.
Then, resting her chin on my shoulder, she panted roughly, clinging obsessively.
Like a lewd little devil craving human flesh.
"Your back is so broad... Too wide to hold with both hands..."
Lydia murmured in a sticky voice without realizing it.
To soothe her twitching lower belly, she pressed her crotch against mine and slowly moved.
Perhaps due to her familiarity with a dancer's motions.
Despite her petite frame, her ample hips and pelvis swayed lewdly.
"Huuu... Haa..."
In the process, she gripped my wing bones like handles and gradually picked up speed.
But at that moment.
"Your Highness...!!"
The urgent voices of the knights came from right above us.
Lydia jolted in surprise, her half-lidded seductive eyes flashing sharp again.
But in that instant,
The debris was cleared away in a flash, and Vash and Tau saw everything.
Lydia's hands shoved inside my shirt, clutching my wing bones.
And her thighs wrapped around my waist.
"Your Highness...?"
"Ah, uh... I mean, this is...!!"
Lydia hurriedly untangled her limbs.
In that situation, I inwardly sighed deeply and continued pretending to be asleep, as she'd wished.
If I sat up and panicked too, things would get even weirder.