Chapter 76: Graduation and Return
"……."
The princess had been annoyed when her mother told her to attend the Hero Academy graduation ceremony.
Just a month ago, she'd finally gotten engaged to the handsome young heir of a count's family—the one she'd been desperately pursuing.
He was drop-dead gorgeous, the kind of man who could steal any woman's heart at first sight.
She'd fallen for him instantly and pulled out all the stops, wielding her royal authority to court him aggressively.
Of course, they'd been lovers even before the engagement.
But lovers and fiancés were different. A lover's bond could shatter if one heart wavered, but an engagement tied families together. It wasn't something you could break over a mere change of feelings.
'Engaged noble couples marry nine times out of ten! So obviously… hehehe.'
She'd planned to spend the month going on dates with her fiancé and enjoying all the sweet, intimate moments that came with it. And that's exactly what she'd done, playing hooky nonstop. Not that she hadn't played before, but still.
She'd been blissfully happy—until she got shipped off to this damn graduation.
There was no shortage of personnel to assist the heroes anyway, and one of them was a recent naturalized foreigner. She couldn't see why she had to go. If anything, spoiling the heroes too much might just inflate their egos.
Her mother the queen would sigh if she heard that line of thinking.
At least the princess herself had no lingering attachment to the throne.
'Well, it's only five days… ugh, annoying as hell, but I've milked my royal perks plenty, so I guess I can suck it up.'
Any royal worth their salt had to handle a duty this small after all the privileges they'd enjoyed.
She plastered on a smile and dealt with the visiting royals and nobles from other countries—and the heroes—until exhaustion set in. She counted down the days until she could return home, and finally, only one remained.
'Graduation's today… home by evening!'
Even midway through the ceremony, the princess had zero interest.
But when the final event began, like everyone else around her, she found herself utterly transfixed by the spectacle unfolding on stage.
Three projections floated up from behind the stage.
Each captured a different angle of a man and woman. The magical beds came equipped with artifacts that enforced blocking spells—if it was invisible to the naked eye, it stayed hidden on video too.
And though the projections didn't show it, the grand hall echoed with the slick, sticky sounds of man and woman entwined.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Ha-ah, ha-eut…♥ Hngh… haa…! Ah, ang, ha-hng…!"
"…Gulp."
The sound of someone swallowing hard.
The princess startled, wondering if it was her, and clapped a hand over her mouth to check. Thankfully, no.
She glanced around discreetly and saw a few other women doing the same, startled. But far more were ignoring it entirely, eyes glued to the stage.
"……."
It made sense.
What was happening on stage was upending nearly fifty years of tradition—a thick, intense fuck session.
It was downright bizarre.
For so many people to be utterly engrossed watching one man have sex.
The reasons varied, no doubt. His shameless confidence that bordered on arrogance instead of embarrassment. Or envy of his partner. The way he whispered so tenderly even here. And countless other details if you picked them apart.
What caught the princess's eye, though, was the male hero's cock.
'Whoa, that's… gulp.'
"H-huge…."
The word slipped out before she knew it. The woman in front of her heard and nodded emphatically with a little "mm-hmm," then flinched.
The princess vaguely recalled her as a guest from the Springfield Magic Kingdom.
'That massive thing… pierced my mother's hymen…?'
About six months ago.
The man who'd completely stolen Queen Sharfria Palania's body and heart.
Her mother had insisted it was for the kingdom and urged her to holy-marry him, but she'd refused flat-out. She didn't regret it now, but something still itched inside. Her parents wouldn't divorce, but no matter how she looked at it, her mother had become his woman.
"……."
The princess wondered.
Had her mother moaned and felt it like that too?
Or… had they fucked even harder, her howling like a bitch in heat?
A scene utterly beyond her comprehension.
"……."
Her fiancé's face kept floating in her mind—the one she'd see in just hours. No, not his face. What was in his pants.
Why? Her mother's warning echoed: Do you really think you'll have sweet, blissful sex with the man you love? That mocking tone.
"Haaang… yes, Siu-nim…♥"
Hildear's melting voice.
Siu paused his thrusting hips at the delicate moan in his ear and kissed her cheek.
Her tastes seemed more like Elaine's—gentle, drawing pulls rather than brutal pounding—and his hunch was spot-on. Her trembling body and melted expression filled him with satisfaction.
"Hngh, haa…."
"How's that? Satisfied?"
He was asking about finally deflowering her after six long months.
She'd longed for it at first, then held back half a year vowing to grow stronger. Just as Siu had burned for her, Hildear had endured raging arousal during her fellatio sessions.
But her answer was different.
"Not… haa… satisfied…."
"Huh?"
"More, hng… harder… pound me…. Fill my pussy, ha-eut… with yours… completely…♥"
Siu blanked for a second, then crushed his lips to hers, drool trickling from the corner.
"Mmph, hng… smooch. Lick lick…."
"Mmm, slurp, kiss. Kiss. Smooch…."
They shared a tender kiss as Siu resumed his vigorous pistoning.
Squelch, squish! Squelch squelch!
"Mmm, ah, ah…! Haa, ha-eut…!"
Hildear panted again amid their kiss, her voice growing louder.
The magical bed had cameras and mics installed at the academy's request, but they ignored them. Her moans were loud enough—no mic needed.
Not that her voice was inherently loud; she just let her pleasure pour out unfiltered.
"Haaang…! Haa, ang, ang, ah, hng-ut…! Siu-nim, haaang, your cock… feels so good…♥"
Her pussy clenched his cock rhythmically as she whispered sweetly.
Siu slowed his hips teasingly.
"How?"
"H-hut, neh-et…?"
"How's it good? Be specific."
"…Mmm, hng… haaang…."
Her eyes shook wildly, flustered by the question.
This woman who'd moaned shamelessly without a hint of embarrassment now fumbled for words, mouth agape. As his cock slowed its strokes through her pussy, her face turned pitiful, squeezing out an answer.
"Haa…. Your, ang… big thick cock, every time it… thrusts in, my insides burn, ha-eut…♥ My, my womb gets so horny… haa, clinging to your glans…♥"
Even that short sentence took minutes amid her gasps.
"Mm-hmm. Keep going."
Siu grinned mischievously, unsatisfied, urging her on—while rewarding her courage by speeding up his hips back to full thrust.
"And also, hng…. Just, ugh…. My pussy feels too good♥ Haaang, when you hold me with your hot hard body, hek…. And move your hips, my head floats…♥ It's so good, ha-eut! So happy, I might go insane…♥ So please, lots… so much… make Hilde crazy for you…! Ha-git♥ …Pound me senseless…♥♥"
"……Yeah, our Hilde's got real talent for driving a man mad."
That final shout, her bucking hips, the tightening grip of her limbs around him.
Not calculated seduction, but genuine, desperate passion and her clumsy little wriggles—it snapped Siu's restraint clean.
"Ahh, damn it! Now I'm regretting this because of you!!"
He yelled and slammed his hips wildly.
Pounding her pussy with wet smacks.
"H-heh? H-eut…! Suddenly, haaang…! Why…?"
"Saying shit that hot! Where everyone can hear! I should've been the only one!"
Thrust, thrust! Smack smack smack smack! Thrust thrust thrust!!
"Aaaahng! H-eut, haaang…! Haa, ah, ang…! Ang, a-eut…! Ng, ha-hng♥"
Hildear smiled radiantly amid the heavy slaps of his groin on her thighs and the shocks piercing her womb. An expression unfit for a pleasure-drunk bitch, but to Siu, it was pure lewd perfection.
"Ah, fuck! I really regret it now! Whatever! Gonna fuck you crazy here, then pound you senseless back home!"
"Heeek…! Yes♥ Fuck Hilde's pussy♥ Ram it wild, thrust it deep…! Fill my womb, haaang…! Ravish my ovaries too♥"
Hildear wrapped her arms and legs fully around him.
Feeling his heat and vibrations against every inch of her clinging body.
Knowing it was all for her filled her with indescribable joy.
This man she'd met half a year ago. Their first encounter could've been disastrous. She'd charged at him post-masturbation, sucked his cock before introductions, even bowed her head in apology on the floor.
Yet here she was, fucking him.
Showered in his excessive love, returning it overflowing, craving each other.
'I'm so happy─♥'
Her mind brimmed with bliss.
"Guh…! Haa…! Hilde, gonna cum…!"
"H-eut! Y-yes♥ Me too, haaang! Hilde's cumming too! So, hng, fill me… cum deep in Hilde's pussy…!"
The cock ravaging her pussy didn't sprint to finish—instead, Siu slowed, hugged her tight, kissed her, and came gently.
Spurt, splurt! Spurt, spuuurt… gush, …gush!
"Mmm… mm, smooch, slurp…. Smooch, kiss."
"Smooch…. Kiss. Kiss. Slurp, mmm…. Hnn, kiss…."
His docked cock clung to her womb just like their sticky embrace, pumping semen deep inside. Her womb greedily accepted every drop from his glans through its parted entrance.
"Slurp… mm, …haa."
"Haaang… ah…. H-eut…♥"
Siu propped up his torso, cock still buried.
The sweat-drenched woman with hazy eyes gazed up at him—whoever's sweat it was.
'No interruption yet.'
Normally, the host would break the mood post-climax with "Great job, everyone!" Making round two tough with the heat unbroken.
But behind him, silence.
'Then obviously….'
"Hilde."
"Heeek, heee…. Y-yessh…?"
"This time, get on top."
"H-eut, yess♥"