Chapter 14
The tenth rule—for the ever-chilly Ruby, a soft brush of warmth.
I opened the wardrobe door, taller than me, and pulled out blankets to spread on the floor.
Plop!
Then I gently laid Rio, who had fallen asleep sucking my cock, on top of them. I peeled off her damp shirt and wrapped her snugly in the blankets.
The bed had already turned into a soggy waterbed from her juices, so this was the best option for now.
Snore, snore.
Maybe it was the elegance radiating from her face, but even in deep sleep, she looked stunning—like something out of a photoshoot.
Yet inside her slightly parted crimson lips, semen mixed with saliva.
My cock, aroused by that lewd sight, tried to rear its head again.
Swoosh.
I plucked a curly hair from the corner of her pretty mouth and quietly slipped out of the room.
"Yeah, forcing it while she's asleep wouldn't feel right, huh?"
Rio wasn't Ruby, but she'd still shelled out 5 million to save me. I didn't want to do anything she'd hate.
Besides, it was a crime, and Catalina might beat the crap out of me.
Feeling oddly empty, I shuffled down the sour-smelling hallway to the entrance.
Clank.
At the door, iron chains lay sprawled on the floor. I gripped the cold metal and locked them around my neck and wrists myself.
Click, click.
The cuffs clamped my wrists tight, as if they'd been waiting.
Humans really are creatures of habit. In just two days, I'd grown attached—they even felt kinda comfy now.
For a moment, unease flickered: was I really turning into a slave, body and soul?
But then...
'Hic♡... I, I can't forgive... Me too... I'll torment you too...'
Recalling Rio's satisfied sleeping face, I couldn't help but smirk.
"Eh, this life ain't so bad, maybe?"
The evening sunset painted the sky orange.
I'd wandered into a park with benches before I knew it.
Remembering last night's torture from Catalina, I tried to dart across the garden—
Whoosh.
Then I spotted someone sitting alone on a bench in the deserted garden.
Wh-who's that?
I ducked behind the bushes and peeked out to check the stranger.
Twin-tails glowing pale pink in the sunset. A frail woman with skinny legs bundled in a thick cardigan despite the warm spring weather.
It was Ruby.
She sat primly on the bench, quietly reading a book.
Swoosh.
Her fingertips trembled faintly as she turned the page. Wrapping her arms around her shoulders, she seemed to be feeling the cold.
Still, she glanced around now and then, as if waiting for someone.
Skin pale and translucent, like it had never seen sunlight. A bloodless white face.
Elegance poured from her head to toe, like a greenhouse flower—a born noble, utterly different breed.
My vision filled with a single painting.
To such a refined girl, I was...
Suddenly, her face looking up at me, drenched in semen, overlapped in my mind.
...She probably hates me.
Of course she would. When I should be repaying her life-saving grace, I blasted her full of filthy white goo...
It was unavoidable, but I should've at least avoided her face. My clear fault.
Ruby's vast mercy had spared me punishment, but she must be pretty pissed.
Ugh!
Guilt crushed my heart; my head bowed on its own. No face to show her yet.
I turned my back to her and started walking away cautiously.
But then—
Rustle.
Damn, leaves right here...
"...Who's there?"
A chilling voice from behind. I slowly turned my creaking neck.
Blink... Blink, blink.
My eyes met Ruby's, who had closed her book and was staring blankly this way.
"S-sorry! I wasn't peeking on purpose, but still, sorry!!"
"..."
"..."
She just blinked her big eyes at my apology, watching me. Her blank face gave no hint of her thoughts.
As I stood there, desperately awaiting her response, an awkward silence settled.
Jingle.
...Achoo!
Ruby let out an adorably cute sneeze and started shivering, pressing her thin legs in heels together tightly.
"C-cold..."
"A-ah, you okay? Is there something nearby to warm you up..."
Maybe an emergency blanket? I scanned around, but no dice.
Just fancy decorations everywhere—no scrap of fabric in sight.
What to do? I need to help somehow to ease this guilt...
As I racked my brain desperately, Ruby murmured softly, head down.
"...It's right here."
"...Pardon?"
I looked at her shy voice. She patted the bench beside her.
"I'm fine, so... just sit on the bench for a bit."
What the hell kind of situation is this? Something utterly incomprehensible was unfolding right before my eyes.
My heart pounded wildly.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
But it wasn't my heartbeat. It was the tiny life in my arms, small as a bird, pulsing away.
Ruby's petite frame fit entirely inside my chained hands. Her slender legs draped over my thighs.
Her cool body heat seeped into my abs, chest, and thighs from where her head rested against the iron collar.
The luxurious shampoo scent from her crown made me dizzy, like I could get drunk on it.
"You're so warm."
Ruby nestled deeper into my embrace, sighing in relief as she closed her eyes.
Just then, as her feather-light weight brought cozy comfort—
Twitch.
The cock in my pants, quiet for a while, started lifting its head. Drawn by Ruby's pheromones stirring my protective instincts, no doubt.
Ugh, no! Please, hold it together just this once!!
I knew my self-control sucked. My lack of integrity was a fair cop.
I knew I was an undefeated warrior who could cum twice in Rio's mouth and live!!
But right now... at least while I'm actually helping Ruby, I absolutely, absolutely can't show any hostility!
Yet...
'Fuck. This.'
Squish! Squish!
Trapped under her panties, it began knocking toward her crotch.
"Hm?"
Oh shit. Ruby noticed the bulge and glanced down.
"Something's... twitching down there."
"S-sorry. It just happened without me..."
...Ah.
Ruby's lips parted in a short gasp, like she'd figured it out.
"...It's okay. Amelia said it's a natural reaction, so I get it. If anything, for me... never mind."
She trailed off. Her cheeks seemed to flush for a second, but probably my imagination.
Anyway, what was she gonna say? As curiosity peaked—
"Actually, I have one apology to make too."
Ruby gently grasped my cuffed hand.
"You, Miss?"
"Yeah..."
"To me?"
Nod, nod.
Wasn't I the one who should apologize? Puzzled, I waited, and she continued.
"When you thanked me for saving you at the slave market... actually, it wasn't because I wanted to save you."
Pressing her ear to my chest, she confessed flatly.
"I just wanted you for myself. Sorry I couldn't say it then. I got happy anyway when you thanked me..."
...So cute.
Unlike her cool exterior, Ruby had the warmest heart.
"So forgive me."
She twisted to bury her face in my shirt.
An odd feeling washed over me.
Even if Ruby bought me out of selfishness, she was still my savior.
Yet here she was, apologizing to her slave out of guilt.
Right now, Ruby treated me not as a slave, but as a person.
Deeply moved, I lifted my bound hands and cautiously hugged her small shoulders.
Then a rule Rio mentioned popped into mind.
"Miss Ruby."
"Yeah."
"I'm still Miss Rio's property right now. Is this okay?"
She'd said visiting yesterday morning broke the rules too. Realizing late, I worried it might cause her trouble.
"Doesn't matter. You passing here means your shift's over. After hours... anyone can touch."
"Th-that's a relief..."
"Yeah... really is."
Phew... So from now, legally time with Ruby.
With a lighter heart, I gazed at her. She slipped her cold hands into my shirt too, mirroring me.
"So... can we stay like this till I fall asleep?"
Just as we both craved each other's embrace—
"Miss, you can't."
A firm woman's voice from somewhere.
Rustle, rustle.
Someone emerged from the bushes behind the bench.
Shimmering silver bob. Tall, toned build suited to a crisp suit.
A cool-faced stranger glaring down at me sharply.
"Time to head home."
"...Raven... I really hate you."
