Chapter 122: You’re Pent Up (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 122: You’re Pent Up (2)
The very first thing I did after returning to the Imperial Capital was…

“Aaaah!! Darling, darling…! I feel like I’m going to lose my mind…!”
It was to satisfy the desires of Valeria, who had been starved for about a week.
For the record, everyone had agreed to Valeria’s declaration that she would monopolize me for the entire day.
While the other women had all been by my side, Valeria alone had been left to keep a lonely vigil back in the capital.
Well… this is a very important task in its own right.
I have to put effort into the women who are yet to be mine, but I must also show unchanging training… no, no, love to the women who already are.
My desire for conquest is my strongest trait, but my desire for exclusivity and possession is just as powerful.
Perhaps because that thought suddenly crossed my mind… before I knew it, I was crushing Valeria in my arms, pinning her down as if I were going to bury her into the bed.

“Guh… ack…! Dar… ling…!”
Even as she made sounds like she was about to gasp her last breath, Valeria wrapped her arms around my neck and coiled her legs around my waist.
This sensation that can only be felt from Valeria’s body.
Slender yet voluptuous, a feeling softer than any silk—it’s a sensation I can only experience in Valeria’s embrace.
I pressed my hips down firmly and whispered into her ear, my breath hitching.
“Whew… Haha, did you really miss me that much?”
“Nng…! I missed you so much…! I love you…! I love you, I love you…!”
As if to prove they weren't just empty words, Valeria struggled with all her might to grind her hips against mine even while being crushed.
She wrapped her legs tighter around my waist, squeezing me hard of her own accord, and licked my chest while exhaling ragged breaths.
“Damn… it tastes even better since it’s been a while.”
“Haaah…! You… taste good too…! Th-this feeling of being filled up…! Nng-ooh…! ♥”
Trembling from a climax she’d reached who knows how many times already, Valeria lunged at my mouth, sucking on it.
She swallowed my saliva as if she’d found an oasis in the desert and tangled her tongue with mine as fiercely as a predator pouncing on its prey.
This sense of hunger, where dignity and etiquette have long since been thrown to the dogs, is another sentiment I can only appreciate with Valeria.
Though I’m the one who made her this way.
Of course, that applies to all the other women, not just Valeria.
Thanks to that, a primal sense of male self-esteem and pride welled up within me, and a cry of pleasure erupted from Valeria’s lips.
“Haaah…! It… it got even bigger…!”
“It’s because you’re so lovely, darling.”
“Nng-gh…! Re… really…? Do you love me too…?”
“Hahaha, yes. I love you, darling. Now and forever.”
“Ugh…! Ack…! Haaah…!”
To others, it might have been a cliché whisper of love, but to Valeria, it seemed more stimulating than any foreplay.
She unconsciously clawed at the sheets and trembled all over, even shedding tears.
Damn… now she’s squeezing me like she’s trying to wring me dry…!
Thanks to that, I was fully revved up too.
As I ground against Valeria’s still-twitching cervix, she pulled me into another embrace.
“Darling…! Darling…! I, I’m about to…!”
“Yeah. I’m going to fuck you properly!”
“Hi-hiieek…! G-hieek…!”
Valeria could do nothing but sob now, but I paid her no mind and slammed my hips in even more powerfully.
At the same time, I lewdly licked her neck and ears—her most sensitive spots.
I lowered the arms that were crushing her in an embrace and even slipped a finger into her back hole.
A true man never forgets his technique, no matter the situation.
As a result, Valeria wailed, tears streaming down her face.
“Kyaa…! Dar-darling…! If you do it like tha-at…! Ah, aaah…! Ahaaaak…!”
“Haah, haah…!”
“Ugh, guhoooh…! Nng-hiieek…!”
Well… even so, when the sensation of ejaculation started to build up, I had no choice but to simply move my hips.
Forgetting both technique and consideration, I did nothing but pant and thrust deeper.
Even though Valeria’s eyes were half-rolled back, she clung to me even tighter.
Just as my mind and vision were starting to turn white.
“Mmmph…! Hmph, mmph…!”
Valeria and I kissed, neither of us knowing who started it first.
Even though our teeth clashed because the kiss was so rough, we simply swallowed each other’s saliva and tangled our tongues.
Finally, the hips that had been moving like a machine came to a halt.
Trembling from an orgasm so intense it turned my vision white, I emptied everything into the deepest part of Valeria.
“Nng-mmmph…! Hmph, hah, guh… hmph…!”

Of course, Valeria reached the most intense climax right along with me.
Well… she lost consciousness immediately after, barely having held onto it until then.
Still, as I lay there for a moment holding Valeria in my arms after our long-awaited reunion, light returned to her large golden eyes.
“Morning, darling. Did you sleep well? Haha.”
“Haah… Darling… that was so good… what am I going to do…?”
“Hmm? Why?”
“I really don’t think I can live without you anymore… During that week you were gone, I really… really…! Sob, hng…”
“There, there. I won’t leave you lonely from now on.”
“Promise…? Don’t leave me alone anymore…?”
I willingly pulled Valeria, who was clinging to me like a baby, into a deeper embrace.
Man… this soft sensation against my chest… the feel of her plump ass in my hands…
As I was enjoying my woman, whom I never tire of no matter how much I take her, I noticed Valeria staring intently at me.
Perhaps because her pent-up desires had been relieved, she had a soft smile… and a look in her eyes that seemed somewhat curious.
“Darling.”
“Yeah?”
“You’re thinking about another woman, aren’t you?”
“…Right now, I’m only thinking about my darling.”
“Which means you’re planning on bringing in another woman.”
“Well… I can’t say you’re wrong…”
That desire for exclusivity never fades.
Of course, I was just thinking that was part of the charm that makes Valeria who she is…
When suddenly, Valeria softly cupped my precious sack and lewdly licked my ear.
“Haah… but is it okay for you to be doing this right now?”
“Hmm… it doesn’t sound like you have any intention of stopping me…”
“Fufu, would you stop if I told you to?”
“Hahaha.”
Unfortunately, that’s never going to happen.
As I said before, I’m a very possessive man.
Once I take a liking to a woman, I’m the type of person who isn't satisfied until I’ve made her mine forever.
However… Valeria’s next whisper was a line I hadn't expected at all.
“Don’t stall for too long… lazy men aren't my type…”
“Hmm? Really?”
“Fufu, I mean it. And… I’ve started wanting to see it.”
“See what?”
“The moment you conquer another woman. Haah… just thinking about it gives me chills… when I remember the moment I knelt before you…”
“My, my. For the young lady of the Friedrich family, the first in the order of precedence, to say such things.”
“You’re the one who made me like this. So… please take responsibility, Master ♥”
I’ll take that kind of responsibility any day.
I grabbed the hair of the cheeky woman who dared to fondle my sack.
“Ah-hng…!”
“Tell me the truth. Did you really wait for me without masturbating?”
“Haah… no…! Every night, I called out Master’s name while poking my pussy…!”
“Is that so? Then you’ll have to be punished for lying.”
“Yes…! Please punish me, Master…! Please punish this slutty woman who wets her crotch just by looking at Master…!”
Oh~ is that so~? You want to be punished~?
You’re saying you’d rather be punished than have a quiet date, a meal, or a walk together?
“In that case, to the Room of Truth.”
“…W-wait. Da-darling… the… the torture chamber is a bit… let’s just… do it normally… okay? I-I was wrong…!”
“No. No swaps. I have no intention of changing my mind. Follow me to the torture chamber. Helena!”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Prepare the torture chamber.”
“Aaah…! Yes, Young Master! I will prepare it immediately!”
Valeria’s face had turned pale, but I gave her a broad grin.
A grin that meant it wouldn't matter how much she cried, screamed, or begged.
“Get ready.”
“A-ah, aaah…”
*
Before long, the sky over the Imperial Capital, Berlina, was dyed in the colors of dusk.
At the hour when everyone who had worked hard during the day returned home to spend a peaceful evening with their families.
The Chief Court Mage, Irene, also returned to her mansion with a shallow sigh.
“Phew…”
The scenery of the home she hadn't seen in a while remained unchanged.
Only a chilly air circulated in the large living room, which was devoid of any signs of life.
Far from any servants or maids to greet her, only a golem performing its set commands met the returning Irene.
In a way, it was a sight befitting a mage’s home, but…
“…”
Irene began to fiddle with the silver ring she’d pulled from her pocket as she walked into the cold living room.
As I thought… she didn't come back today either…
Nevertheless, as if searching for something, Irene continued to wander through the vast mansion.
She opened the door to this room and looked around, and knocked on the door of that locked room.
However, the person Irene was so desperately searching for was nowhere to be found.
As Irene returned to the living room with hollow footsteps, she saw someone standing before her.
“Oh? What’s this? You didn't die?”

A woman stood there, casting a cold gaze and speaking as if she were spitting on the floor.
Platinum blonde hair, hacked off roughly as if she couldn't stand the sight of it.
Violet eyes shining coldly in the deepening darkness.
And finally, her dark skin.
The woman who appeared before Irene didn't resemble her in anything except for her long ears and hair color, yet they were identical in every other way.
Identical enough that anyone would conclude at a glance that Irene and this woman were mother and daughter.
“Me-Merlin.”
With eyes that looked ready to spill tears at any moment, Irene called her daughter’s name in a pitifully trembling voice.
However, Merlin gave Irene a twisted smile, as if she were looking at something revolting.
“What? Are you pretending to be a mother now? Ahaha, how pathetic. It’s so disgusting it’s almost funny, ahaha!”
“…Me-Mer…”
“Lady, don't act like you know me. It makes me feel sick.”
Having spat those words, Merlin brushed past Irene.
She brushed off her sleeve as if even a chance contact with Irene’s clothes was repulsive.
Watching her daughter’s back as she disappeared out of the house, Irene collapsed.
She couldn't even bring herself to ask the most basic motherly question: Where are you going at this hour?
“Sob, hng… ugh…”
Irene sobbed alone in the dark house.
No matter how much she wiped them away, the tears kept flowing, and no matter how much she tried to stifle them, her sobs forced their way through her lips.
All she could do was fiddle with the ring she shared with her husband, who had long since passed away.
“Dear… sob, hng… why…”
Why did you leave me?
Why did you leave our side?
She couldn't even voice her resentment toward her departed husband.
Irene simply cried, and cried, and cried.
The only thing filling the space around her was a chill as dark and cold as the things she had lost.