Moonlit Tryst
It was strange to hear a classical piece for the first time in my life. To the people of this world, it was modern music. Leaving behind the restaurant where gentle melodies played on instruments that were slightly different from those of the modern era yet somehow similar in form, I now stood in the garden.
After finishing the morning departure ceremony and wrapping up the remaining duties, I had shared a dinner accompanied by music with Grace noona, attended by the maids. Once the meal was over, I sent her the signal. It was a discreet gesture used by nobles at banquets—a silent exchange between gentlemen and ladies, conveyed through mana that the maids would never notice. A sign that I would leave first and wait for her.
“Then, Lady Grace. I shall take my leave first.”
“……Yes. Thank you very much for this evening.”
Having seen my signal, noona saw me off with a flushed face while maintaining a composed expression. Normally, if one found the other disagreeable, they would politely refuse the invitation along with the signal and wait for the next partner. But because I had formally invited her, both of us had dressed properly and dined in formal attire. Not only I, but noona, who had put great effort into her appearance, looked every bit the beautiful noblewoman as she moved her fan, sending secret whispers.
To any listener, our conversation would seem perfectly ordinary. Yet the way noona responded to my words and actions with subtle gestures of her fan, whispering in secret, felt like the clandestine romance between a noble lady and another man at a ball. Even if nobles were said to have little in the way of lust, they were not entirely without it. Especially at balls and banquets, it was not unheard of for strangers to engage in fleeting affairs.
In any case, having been educated in such customs, noona skillfully replied to my signal with her fan, conveying a secret message. Thus, after dinner, our clandestine meeting in the garden was arranged. In truth, there was little meaning in spending time like this even while eating dinner, but these trivial acts granted us a kind of catharsis, like the thrill of role-playing between us.
Lena had also mentioned that such elements heightened excitement, and she had set everything up without a word of complaint.
-Rustle!
Though the garden was lavishly decorated according to Mother’s tastes, the view beneath the darkened night sky after sunset held a unique charm of its own. With everyone else dismissed, I made my way toward a secluded corner of the garden. Along the path, I had subtly infused mana into the statues and trees to block prying eyes. In that small, hidden space beneath the trees, I turned my gaze toward the presence approaching from nearby.
Under the gradually brightening moonlight, a woman in a splendid dress slowly revealed herself, her face half-hidden behind a fan.
“Oh my.”
Grace noona, meeting my eyes, spoke in a voice that seemed to smile, her eyes curving like crescent moons. Though her fan concealed her expression, her lips—clearly smiling—spoke in a tone of feigned surprise.
“Aren’t you the knight I met earlier? To think we would meet again in this place. What a coincidence.”
“Haha. I was merely taking a stroll, drawn by the beautiful scenery beneath the moonlit night…… Meeting like this must be fate, my lady.”
“Oh my.”
She folded her fan and lightly tapped it against the ring finger adorned with a ring.
“How rude of me. I failed to recognize such a beautiful person. Please accept my apologies, madam.”
“Hehe. It’s quite all right, Sir Knight.”
As I bowed my head once more in apology, noona opened her fan again and let out an amused laugh. Role-play. A clichéd act. Yet we pretended not to know each other, even though we did. With exaggerated, theatrical gestures, I approached Grace noona. In the eyes that met mine, what burned was either lust or affection. Did it even matter anymore? After all, our relationship had already been permitted by the family. How we chose to enjoy it was a matter between noona and me.
“From the moment I saw you at the ball earlier, an unforgivable feeling has taken root in my heart.”
“Ah, you mustn’t, Sir Knight. I am already a married woman. Even speaking with you in such a place is unforgivable.”
-Tap!
Though noona refused, saying that indulging my affection was wrong, she simultaneously embraced herself just below her chest, emphasizing her ample bosom even more as she twisted her body. Her breasts swayed heavily with the motion. Unable to hold back any longer, I grabbed her arm and pulled her close.
“Oh my!”
She had seemed ready to leave at any moment, but the moment I seized and drew her in, she leapt into my arms as if she had been waiting. Her voluptuous chest pressed against mine, its softness stirring my heart. Her legs, wrapped in the dress, soon entwined between mine, pulling us even closer.
As she nestled against me, the scent I loved from noona and the faint smell of her slightly heated skin tickled my nose.
“You mustn’t…… do this.”
“Forgive me. O God. It’s all right, madam. The only ones who will know of this are you, me, and the moonlight.”
“Ah, so it is.”
Uttering the clichéd lines, a chuckle escaped me. Noona, too, looked up at me with a smile on her lips. As I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer, Grace noona pressed herself even more tightly against me. When I finally took hold of the hand holding the fan that had been shielding her face, it slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground.
Exchanging heated gazes, we leaned in and kissed.
“Chu……!”
It began as a simple kiss. When I lifted my head, noona gave me a sulky look.
“Now, madam. Why do you look at me so?”
“Surely that wasn’t the end?”
“Hahaha. Of course not.”
Afraid she might sulk, I immediately pressed my lips to hers again.
“Mm, chu……! Churup, chuup! Haa, more……!”
“Ma……dam…… No, noona…… Chup, churup!”
“Chu, chuuok, chuup! Leo……!”
Now completely as one, we devoured each other’s lips. I held her face, nibbled on her lips, licked away the lipstick, and slipped my tongue into her small, dainty mouth to taste and swallow her. Noona’s own small tongue came to meet mine, entwining as we exchanged saliva.
“Churup, chu! Chuuok, chup! Chuup, churup!”
Kissing passionately, our bodies—now nearly one—lost balance and tumbled down. Even so, noona kept her arms wrapped around my neck, refusing to let go, while I merely tightened my grip on her cheek and waist as we fell together.
-Thud!
“Gulp, churup! Chup!”
“Haa, Leo, Leo!”
Though I had used mana to soften the ground beneath the tree, noona seemed unaware of it. She paid no mind, clinging to my neck as she swallowed my saliva. Well, this too was part of a gentleman’s manners.
When I pulled back slightly to catch my breath, noona licked the trailing saliva from her lips and kissed me again. I buried my face in the nape of her neck.
“Huk, Leo!”
Her slender neck, which I could encircle with one hand, now bore red marks like those left by a vampire’s kiss. Normally, one would have to be careful about such marks since her husband could appear at any time, but her husband—my elder brother—had left the castle today for another territory.
“This is my mark, noona.”
“Haaang! Leo…… You mischievous boy.”
Instead of displeasure, noona let out a bright laugh at my actions.
“……So, are you only going to leave marks there?”
“Hehe. Noona, you’re quite the lewd one.”
A woman consumed by lust was right before me. At her words, her smile growing even more seductive, I brought my lips to her body once more.
-Chu!
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pulled her close and lifted her slightly, sucking hard on the skin just below her chin to leave another red mark.
“Haa.”
Her body trembled at the kiss. I kissed her again. And again. Below her ear. Another on her nape. On the back of her neck. On her collarbone. On both exposed shoulders. The skin began to flush red beneath my lips.
“Hut! Aaang! Haa, haaang……!”
With every kiss, noona’s body quivered like an instrument being played. Excited by her reactions, I continued to stamp my lips across her skin when I noticed a single bead of sweat trailing from her nape down to her chest.
-Lick!
“Huk!”
I licked upward along the valley of her breasts, tasting the salty drop of sweat from her pale skin. Lifting my head to meet her gaze, I saw her face flushed with excitement, her eyes moist as she looked at me.
“Now, madam. You seem rather warm.”
“Huk, Sir Knight……!”
-Squish!
When I kneaded her breasts over the stiff dress, their shape changed beneath the thick fabric despite its resistance. I placed my hand on the straps of the dress that bound them.
“Ah, not there…… Sir Knight! I…… I have a husband on the battlefield! Huk, any more than this……!”
Though her words rejected me, saying this mustn’t continue, her eyes burned as she looked at me. Her hand, once resting on her chest, went limp, and in that motion of baring herself, my hand reached without hesitation for the straps holding her dress together.
“Your words say one thing, but your body is honest, madam! Allow me to cool that burning flesh of yours!”
“Aaah, no!”
-Jiggle!
The moment I undid the straps securing the bodice, the dress loosened, and her ample breasts spilled free.
Ooh, my homeland. It’s been a month.