Chapter 14: Eat Me Deliciously, Young Master (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 14: Eat Me Deliciously, Young Master (3)
My favorite color is gray.
To take it a step further, my favorite clothes are gray clothes.
In truth, gray is a plain color that suits anyone, but the reason I say I particularly like gray lies elsewhere.
Gray is a color that reveals desire more vividly than any other.
Black stains spreading across a plain gray background…
Just imagining it makes my erection unstoppable.
‘It’ll be evening soon…’
I am currently at one of the villas used by our family.
Specifically, it’s the one furthest away from Rheinstein Castle.
The time I’m supposed to meet Helena is in the evening, but I’ve been waiting here since the crack of dawn.
Preparing to vomit all the desires I’ve suppressed for the past dozen or so years into Helena.
“Now, let’s see if I’ve missed anything.”
The bedroom, which I left to the servants to tidy, is spotless and comfortable, without a single speck of dust.
Inside that large, fluffy bed, I plan to enjoy Helena’s body all night long.
“Next…”
With a light flick of my fingers, the magic bulbs on the ceiling flared to life.
A bright light, which wouldn't fall short even when compared to the LED bulbs of my previous life, enveloped the entire room.
Under this brilliant light, Helena will fully reveal her naked body to me—the one she has kept tightly hidden and concealed her entire life.
‘And…’
Next, my steps led me to the scented candles.
Even though I hadn't lit them yet, I could feel the subtle floral scent wafting toward my nose.
The whole room will eventually be filled with the scent of Helena and me anyway… but atmosphere is important in everything.
“Next… right, I can’t leave this out.”
I uncapped a bottle shaped like a long-necked carafe and took a light sniff.
As expected, a soft and cozy fragrance greeted me.
It’s a product similar to cosmetics used by the noblewomen of this world for skin care—an oil made through magic and alchemy.
To put it simply, it’s similar to the aroma oils that often appear in massage-themed adult content.
“Good scent, good viscosity. Perfect.”
I felt even more certain after pouring some oil onto my palm and rubbing it as a test. I even felt as if my fingers were dancing along the slippery skin.
“Now, the real final touch.”
I opened the bag I had brought myself, rather than letting the servants carry it.
Inside was a set of clothes I had secretly commissioned from our family’s personal tailor whenever I had business out in the city.
Specifically, a gray bra and panties.
It was a piece made to mimic the appearance of the paper bikinis that often appear in massage videos.
“The surface area is a bit wider than those, so it’s closer to sports underwear… but this much should be enough to lessen her resistance.”
By the way, the panties aside, I wonder if this bra can even cover Helena’s breasts.
I already knew they were big, but when I stole a touch yesterday, they were truly no joke.
‘Well… it’s better for me if there’s more to see. We’ll both be naked in the end anyway.’
I put the clothes back in the bag and closed the lid.
Time is really dragging.
I’ve waited for over a decade, but today, every minute and every second is hard to endure.
Thump-thump…
“Ah… I’m nervous…”
I’m only human after all, and my heart is pounding so hard I feel like it might explode.
Will Helena really be in the state I expect?
Will Helena really show the exact reaction I’ve imagined?
Will she be unable to refuse my request, just as she has until now?
Will she even show up at this villa in the first place?
Because of my heart racing like a wild horse, these doubts even began to surface.
Clop, clop…
From outside the window, I heard the sound of hooves and a carriage coming to a stop.
I ran to the window like a greenhorn facing his first experience.
Well… I suppose that is technically the case…
“…She’s here.”
Outside the window, I saw Helena cautiously stepping out of the carriage.
Barely suppressing the urge to bolt out immediately, I put on a relaxed smile and stepped out of the villa.
*
“We have arrived, My Lady.”
As soon as the carriage stopped, the coachman’s polite voice tickled Helena’s ears.
As if to soothe her tightening heart, Helena pressed firmly against her chest and stepped out of the carriage.
At that moment.
“You’ve arrived, Teacher? I invited you to the villa today to let you rest more comfortably.”
“Thank you, Young Master…”
“How is your injury? It hasn't gotten worse, has it?”
“I am fine. Thanks to the Young Master’s… consideration, it doesn't hurt much anymore.”
“I see. Ah, that’s a relief.”
Leon immediately sent away the coachman and the carriage that had brought Helena.
With this, the only people in the villa were one man and one woman.
As soon as the carriage moved off into the distance, Leon, as if he had been waiting, scooped Helena up.
Since it was completely unexpected, Helena was helplessly cradled in Leon’s arms like a princess.
“Yo-Young Master?!”
“Calm down, Teacher. What’s the harm? It’s just us now.”
“Ah… even so, this is…!”
“You said it’s much better, but your leg isn't fully healed yet. You should be more careful at times like this.”
As if he had absolutely no intention of letting go, Leon put more strength into the hands and arms holding Helena.
Whether by accident or on purpose, Leon’s right hand was roughly gripping Helena’s breast.
“Ngh…!”
“See, it hurts, doesn't it?”
“Th-that’s not it… Young Master…!”
“Teacher, hold onto my neck.”
Seeing the heat in Leon’s gaze, Helena reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Leon wore his usual bright smile while putting even more strength into the hand gripping Helena’s breast.
“Ah-ngh…”
“Hold on tight, Teacher. I’ll take you inside the villa right away.”
Leon strode into the villa without hesitation.
Now, all Helena could do was nod her head in silence.
*
Only after entering the deepest and largest bedroom of the villa did Leon release his full grip on Helena’s breast.
However, Helena was still lost in the sensation of her breast being held by Leon.
While Helena was absentmindedly stroking her own chest, Leon appeared before her holding a small bag.
“Teacher. The reason I brought you here today is for rest, but it’s also to finish the treatment for your injured ankle.”
“…Yes, Young Master.”
“So, I have a request. Would you mind changing into the clothes inside this?”
He called it a request, but Leon’s action of thrusting the bag into Helena’s arms was clearly a command.
It was a behavior the Leon she had known until now would never have shown.
Yet, far from feeling any resentment, Helena’s intention to stop his bold behavior quickly faded away.
Rather, she was feeling a strange sense of ecstasy at the sight of Leon gradually backing her into a corner.
“I… understand.”
“Good. Then please change right now. I’ll turn around, so you don’t have to worry.”
“Yes… Young Master…”
Leon immediately turned his back to Helena.
At some point, Leon had grown a full head taller than her.
His shoulders and forearms had become broad and strong enough to easily embrace one or two women.
Looking at his back, Helena reflexively swallowed hard and began to strip off her tightly wrapped black formal attire, piece by piece.
Rustle…
‘Ah, if the Young Master were to turn around right now…’
Just thinking about it caused sticky droplets to form on Helena’s black pubic hair.
The love juice that had been seeping out since the moment she was held in Leon’s arms was now flowing enough for her to feel the sensation of it running.
Click.
Without even thinking of wiping away that love juice, Helena opened the bag Leon had handed her.
The moment she saw the contents inside, Helena reflexively gasped.
‘I… I’m supposed to wear clothes like this…?’
The bottom fit reasonably well, but the top was clearly lacking even at a glance.
It was obvious that her breasts would overflow.
Clothes that barely covered her breasts and pelvis—this was practically the same as being naked.
How could clothes like this be necessary for treatment?
Even while thinking such things… Helena put on the clothes Leon had prepared.
“…I’m finished, Young Master.”
Leon slowly turned around.
Finally facing her, he saw Helena standing there, looking even more lewd and obscene than he had imagined.
“I… I don’t know if it’s okay to say this so suddenly, but…”
“…Yes?”
“You are beautiful, Teacher. More than ever before.”
Helena reflexively lowered her head and covered her crotch with one hand.
It was because she could clearly feel the thin fabric getting soaked by the erupting love juice.
Leon easily scooped up the shrinking Helena once again.
“Haha, you didn't scream this time?”
“…I expected you to do this.”
“I see. Hmm~ you weren't hoping for it, were you?”
Once again, Leon’s hand was gripping Helena’s breast.
With a brazen expression, as if he hadn't noticed at all.
Far from feeling any rebellion toward Leon, Helena naturally wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Pl-please… proceed with the treatment. Young Master.”
“Of course. Now, I’ll take you to the bed.”
“…Yes.”
*
As soon as he laid Helena on the bed, Leon tried to move her arms, which were covering her breasts and crotch.
Helena instinctively resisted slightly… but when Leon’s blue eyes met hers, she eventually moved her arms.
By her own will, and no one else’s.
At the same time, Leon climbed on top of Helena’s stomach.
Though he didn't put his full weight on her, Helena couldn't help but look at Leon like a startled rabbit.
“Yo-Young Master.”
“I know you’re surprised. But I have to do this to treat you properly.”
“I… I under…stand.”
“Yes. Thank you for understanding. Then I’ll start right away, Teacher. I’m going to try something a bit special this time.”
What and how?
Before she could even get the words out, Leon poured perfumed oil onto Helena’s upper chest and neck.
The lukewarm oil spread ruthlessly over Helena’s body, following Leon’s hands.
“Ah… ngh…!”
“Just like the treatment I gave you yesterday, I’ll start by improving the blood circulation throughout your body. Please tell me immediately if it’s uncomfortable or painful.”
“Yes… ah-hngh…!”
Leon’s hands flowed down Helena’s neck without hesitation.
“Ngh… ngh, haa, haa…!”
The moment Leon’s fingers dug into her armpits, Helena’s vision turned white.
The fine hairs all over her body stood on end, and every nerve in her body trembled as if electrocuted.
By the time the oil spreading from his hands flowed into her cleavage, Helena’s pussy was as drenched as if water had been poured on it.
Eventually… Leon’s touch, which had traveled up her armpits, across her collarbones, and down to her upper breasts, finally dug inside Helena’s top.
“Ah, ah, Young… Master… not there…!”
“I understand you’re surprised. But this is all for your treatment, so please bear with it even if it’s embarrassing.”
This is an act for treatment.
That one sentence continued to break Helena down.
Even as Leon’s hands dug deeper.
Even as his hands gripped her breasts whole.
Even as he kneaded them to his heart’s content like dough, the only things coming out of Helena’s mouth were…
“Aaaah! Haa-ngh, haa… ngh… ngh…! Ah-ngh…!”
However, unlike yesterday, Helena could not reach a climax.
Yesterday, she could be satisfied with just being touched, but today, that wasn't enough.
Because Leon was completely ignoring the most aching part, her nipples, which had now become hard to the point of pain.
Leon’s fingers only circled around her nipples, never granting Helena’s desperate wish.
“Aah, Yo-Young Master… please…”
“Yes? What is it?”
Leon was still kneading and enjoying Helena’s breasts with an innocent face.
Her brain felt like it was burning white because of that sensation… but Helena barely held onto the few remaining threads of her reason.
“It’s… nothing…”
At those words, Leon momentarily wore a dissatisfied expression.
But he immediately returned to his usual clean-cut face and withdrew his hands from her breasts.
“That’s enough for the chest. Now I’ll move down.”
“Haa-ngh… hngh… yes, yes…”
Leon’s hands moved down Helena’s stomach without hesitation.
Again, thoroughly spreading the slippery oil, Leon carefully caressed Helena’s sides and belly.
Her soft yet elastic stomach.
Her waist and sides, which didn't have a single ounce of fat.
He tormented Helena with persistent hand movements.
Like children playing a game of digging into a sandcastle with a flag planted on top, Leon’s touch gradually caused Helena to collapse.
“Ah… ngh… ah-ngh…!”
“Speak up, Teacher.”
“Ha-ah, hngh… haa-ngh…!”
Only heated sighs and moans erupted from Helena’s mouth.
At that sight, Leon headed even further down.
“Yo-Young Master. Th-there…!”
Helena instinctively squeezed her legs together.
Because her consciousness had been entirely chasing Leon’s touch, she only then realized.
The fact that the area between her legs was soaking wet.
She had tried to somehow avoid being caught with the evidence of her hideous desire—that she was in heat for her disciple—but…
“Teacher.”
Seeing Leon’s gaze, which was almost pleading, Helena withdrew the hands that were trying to reject him.
I will help you with anything.
I will surely lend you my meager strength.
To achieve your dream as your teacher.
The words she had spoken with her own mouth, and no one else’s, broke Helena down once more.
“…”
While covering her face with both hands, Helena slowly spread her legs.
Her pussy, drenched with thick love juice, was revealed before Leon through a single layer of thin fabric.
Leon also swallowed hard and scattered perfumed oil between Helena’s legs.
Finally…
“Ngh-ngh! Kh-ngh… ha… aaaaah…!”
The place Leon’s touch headed was not Helena’s pussy.
It was the area right next to it, the inguinal region.
Leon’s hands danced over her groin, which was covered in slippery oil.
He even dug into the wet underwear that Helena had desperately tried to hide.
He even lovingly stroked her thick pubic hair.
“Haa-ngh, hngh… Young… aah, aaaaah! Aah, aah!”
However.
Once again, Helena could not reach a climax.
Because he hadn't touched the deepest part of her body, a woman’s most secret place.
Because she was only being teased.
Pitifully waiting for the climax that wouldn't come no matter how long she waited, Helena writhed madly under Leon’s fingertips.
“Haa-ngh, ngh… hngh… Yo-Young Master… ah-ngh…”
The sounds coming from the flailing Helena were now closer to those of a beast than a human.
Like a female wanting a male.
Like a beast howling in heat, Helena panted as she looked at Leon.
At that moment, Leon completely pulled his hands away from Helena.
“Ah. Aah. Ah, Yo-Young Master… why… please…”
“Teacher. Do you want me to keep going?”
“Yes, yes, Young Master.”
“Then tell me honestly. Did you masturbate yesterday while thinking of me too?”
“Ah, no, th-that… how… did you…?”
“Haha, I took a guess just in case, and I was exactly right. How was I? The me in your imagination.”
“Th-that’s…”
Helena couldn't possibly answer.
Just like Leon, she also wanted to be held in Leon’s arms right now.
She wanted to greedily suck Leon’s lips, and she wanted to lick every inch of the muscles she had helped him train.
With the cock that was currently bulging before her eyes, she wanted to fill the deepest part that couldn't be reached no matter how much she poked with her fingers.
‘No…! Not… that…!’
Yes, sexual intercourse is the one thing that must never happen.
Leon is the disciple. I am his teacher.
Leon is the second son of the Konstanz family; I am a collateral noble with only a prestigious name.
Furthermore, Leon is someone who will be married before long.
So, this final line must never be crossed.
Helena was desperately holding onto the last thread of her reason.
However, Leon whispered into the ear of the trembling Helena.
“Teacher, that feeling isn't impure. It’s not strange either. I want you too, Teacher.”
“The… Young Master…? Me…?”
“Sexual desire is a need that any human has, and it’s a perfectly natural desire. It’s a natural urge, like a thirsty person drinking water. It’s not dirty, and it’s not hideous.”
“Aah…”
“So just say one thing. If you say just one thing, I’ll make you happy. I only ever want to make you happy, Teacher.”
“What… kind of words…?”
At that moment, Leon pounced on Helena.
Into the ear of the piteously trembling Helena, Leon whispered lowly.
“Say it, Helena. That you can’t take it anymore. That you can’t endure it any longer.”
“Ah, aah.”
“Just that one sentence is enough. You feel it, don’t you? My cock on your stomach. It got this hard because of you.”
“Th-such… vulgar words…!”
“Hahaha, are you still pretending to be a teacher? Even though you’ve soaked your pussy like this in front of your disciple? Admit it, then you can be at peace. You want this hard, hot cock. Here, touch it.”
“What… admit… I, I…! I can’t…!”
“Admit it. The fact that you’re a lewd woman. The fact that you’re a lustful female who’s in heat for her disciple and pokes her pussy every night while calling out her disciple’s name.”
“Haa-ngh, ngh…!”
Normally, it was an insult for which she would have cut anyone’s throat in a single stroke.
However, at those words, Helena met the climax she had so desperately craved.
It was the climax she had wanted so much, yet she still couldn't be satisfied.
The inside of her body was burning.
Her parched thirst had become a blazing fire, wanting the male before her eyes.
In the end… just as Leon had pounced on Helena, Helena herself pounced on Leon’s lips.
“Hmpf, ha-hmpf… mgh… hmpf… slurp… he…”
After devouring each other’s lips like hungry stray dogs, Leon and Helena’s lips parted.
Watching Leon slowly take off his clothes, Helena also threw off all her garments.
Finally naked, Helena was held in Leon’s arms, licking his ear as she pleaded.
“Please, please eat me, Young Master. Eat me deliciously, Young Master.”
“Well done, Helena. I’ll eat you deliciously.”
“Aah…!”