Chapter 322
Chapter 322
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: An Intimate Evening
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At first, it was true that I had done something extremely, incredibly radical to Rozalin.
Even back then, I had thought that, and even now, I couldn't deny it—it had been quite intense. But on the other hand, I truly had no major regrets.
Because if I hadn't done that, it felt like Rozalin would really leave me.
I didn't regret it that much.
Of course, I couldn't help but feel sorry toward Rozalin, but it was equally true that I desired her and loved her just as deeply.
Now that both Rozalin and I had developed those feelings for each other, there was no need to force anything like before.
"Camel... wait a moment...."
"Why?"
"Could we... change into some clothes first...? These ones are still so ugly.... And I haven't brushed my teeth yet...."
"......"
That was why... even in a situation like this, I decided to hold back a little for Rozalin's sake.
Originally, I had planned to carry her straight from the dinner table to the bed.
But Rozalin, leaning against me, seemed to want to take it slower, so I decided to endure.
We had just finished dinner, so my teeth were clean, and afterward, we changed into pretty clothes as she wanted.
As always, Rozalin slipped into her most flattering black negligee, and I chose a white one.
After that, without needing any further conversation, our destination was clear.
"...When we get married, you'll need a pure white wedding dress like the one our daughter is wearing now, right?"
"That makes sense."
"Hehe.... But then, I won't be able to wear something this revealing. Right?"
"At that time, it should be a dress with the hem all the way down to the floor. This is just a negligee to begin with."
"Yeah, that's right. I don't want to show this side of our daughter to other people either."
"Me neither."
It was only natural that neither Rozalin nor I wanted to show these sides of ourselves to others.
The clothes we were wearing now.
They revealed our skin so perfectly, exposing our bodies so blatantly to each other—it was something only I should see.
From Rozalin's perspective, loving me, liking me, desiring me, it was natural that she wouldn't want to show my body to anyone else.
She usually held back, but Rozalin was someone who felt jealousy too, of course.
"You were so small when you were little."
"My breasts? Or are you talking about my height?"
"Hehe, both were small. You were so much smaller than me at first, and now you've grown this big."
"Pfft...."
Rozalin sat on the bed, saying that with a delighted laugh.
It was true that I had grown a lot compared to before.
Back when I was little... precisely before the Academy, I had been tiny. But by my second year at the Academy, I started growing in various ways, and after graduation, I really shot up.
Personally, I wished my height had grown more than my breasts.
Just like you can't have everything in life, unfortunately, I couldn't get that tall stature.
"But you're still shorter than Mom, so you just look cute."
"Just cute?"
"Hm? No, pretty, sexy.... Attractive? You've changed so much in every way."
"That's great to hear. Just knowing you see me that way makes me happy."
"How do you say such sweet things?"
"I always want to look pretty to you, Mother. It's natural to want to look beautiful to the person you love, isn't it?"
As I said that, I climbed onto the bed and sat gently beside Rozalin.
We had been drinking since earlier, exchanging light touches, so on the bed, we slowly... began caressing each other's bodies.
"Yeah, me too."
"I'll take care of preparing for the wedding we talked about earlier."
"Don't do it all alone and wear yourself out. Get help from others. You always look so tired after working on business."
"Hehe, maybe I will. Though I don't plan to make it a big public affair."
It seemed best to keep the wedding simple and modest.
Rozalin wasn't the type to enjoy big, outgoing events, and I preferred quiet time with just her over anything flashy.
"Yeah, I love you, my daughter."
"I love you too."
As we talked like that, our hands, which had simply been holding each other, started wandering elsewhere.
I gently cupped Rozalin's breasts through the fabric of her negligee.
And Rozalin, receiving my touch, began slowly stroking my thigh.
"Does our daughter prefer... breasts? Or the lower body?"
"Your face."
"Oh my.... Is that it? I thought you liked burying your face in them since before."
"If it's pretty, I like everything."
It was a question that slipped out while I kneaded her breasts.
But really, if someone was pretty, I could overlook most flaws or weaknesses because of their looks—I valued appearance that highly.
Because if they're pretty, they're just the best.
With Karen, her personality was honestly too timid, which made getting close uncomfortable at times, but her beauty made us meet often from childhood.
Grace had been yelling at me from the first time we met, but her pretty face let us become friends....
Even with Ivana, I hadn't planned to get close at first because of her ducal family status.
But her uniquely fierce, cool, yet stunning beauty played a role in how we ended up close.
"And there aren't many people as pretty as you, Mother."
"Hehe, hearing that makes Mom so happy.... Ah.... Praise from our daughter always feels good."
"I'll keep working to make you even happier and more joyful from now on."
"Ah... Yeah, I'll try hard... for our daughter too... Ha, ah...."
Maybe because I kept touching her breasts.
Rozalin's breathing started to quicken bit by bit.
Her body twisting slightly as she responded to my touch felt so tantalizing, and naturally, my caresses grew bolder.
It was beyond mere stroking—Rozalin's breasts changed shape under my hands, and she began to whimper softly.
Her incredibly soft body felt addictive every time I touched it.
Even as I touched it, it made me want to touch it more.
Her breasts weren't enormously large, nor were her hips or buttocks outrageously so, yet Rozalin's body kept drawing my hands back unconsciously.
I'd never tried drugs, but this felt like some kind of narcotic.
Maybe that's why the territory's people were so fervent about religion?
Who knows.
I'd been drinking, and holding back during our conversation had been torture, so my head wasn't working straight at all right now.
"Camellia, hold on a second."
"...Why?"
"...You're not just going to touch my breasts, right? So... wait a moment...."
As I fondled her breasts, Rozalin suddenly pushed my hand away and said that.
I was puzzled but calmly withdrew my hand as she asked, watching her silently.
Once I pulled back and stared at her, Rozalin smiled contentedly and began to move.
"Our daughter is... so very greedy. Just touching breasts and holding hands wouldn't satisfy you, would it? So first...."
She slowly slipped her hand under the hem of her negligee and started pulling down her panties.
...That's why she had me stop.
"......"
"Isn't it much better for our daughter like this?"
"Yes, much better. A lot."
"Hehe.... It's embarrassing after all. Even as lovers, showing you me undressing right in front of you."
"It's fine. You're beautiful. Not ugly at all. I love it so much I just want to keep watching you forever."
"No lying, okay?"
"It's true."
Rozalin looked incredibly alluring even just undressing or changing clothes.
Even without the negligee, even if it wasn't down to underwear... really....
"Just watching isn't enough to hold back. You want to go beyond looking, to touch, to feel even better things.... Right? Hehe."
"......"
"Mom wants to do those things with Camellia.... What about you?"
"No, I do too.... A lot."
...She's getting bolder and bolder.
Lately, her jealousy had become more normal, she was starting to flirt a bit.... And now she wasn't holding back on temptations like this. It was wonderful.
I loved how Rozalin was changing because of me.
The Rozalin who hadn't known love before, who had never been loved, was now enjoying love because of me.
It made my heart race and filled me with happiness.
With my pounding heart and burning desire too intense to contain anymore, I couldn't hold back.
"...Mother. Tonight, you take the lead instead of me."
...Usually, I was the one who started things.
I would touch Rozalin, pleasure her, make her feel good, and enjoy it.
But tonight, my body was too aroused for that.
Down below, up above, any part—I wanted release so badly that I couldn't help but spread my legs slightly....
"Please."
I made that request.
Looking at Rozalin.
Without pointing directly at the part hidden by my pure white clothes, I asked her to satisfy me.
"...Yeah."
And naturally, Rozalin blushed faintly, looked at me, and nodded in acceptance.
...That look was so incredibly beautiful.