Chapter 152
Chapter 152
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 152
Chapter Title: Taking the Initiative
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...What the hell did I just hear?
"Um, I think I might've misheard you just now. Could you possibly say that again...?"
"I asked if you could ravish me."
"..."
Hard to believe, but it seemed I'd heard her right.
Assuming "ravish" meant what I thought it did.
"Th-that came out of nowhere..."
"...Is it because I lack appeal?"
"N-no! Not at all!"
I frantically waved my hands at the Sword Empress, who looked disappointed.
"You're incredibly alluring, Sword Empress! It's not that I dislike you or anything—it's just so sudden, I got a bit flustered..."
"It's nothing major. Just a small request from a woman destined to spend a hundred years bound to you by fate."
'Small?'
Anyone else might say a beauty like her asking to be ravished deserved an instant "yes, thank you" instead of this reaction—but think about it.
If it were Dang Ayoung making the request, I'd shrug it off as her usual play. But this was the Sword Empress.
A woman who'd probably never been pinned beneath a man, let alone lost a fight in her life. For her to suddenly ask that? Of course I was thrown.
And it wasn't just "have sex with me"—it was "ravish me."
Sex was sex, sure, but ravishing and regular sex were worlds apart...
'Hold on.'
Wasn't this my first real shot at taking charge?
Let me think.
Since coming to this world, had I ever been the one in control during sex?
Not that I could recall.
Dang Ayoung always had me on the bottom... and Yeo Sochen? No contest.
The Sword Empress...
'What happened that time again?'
It was my landmark first time, but weirdly, the memory was fuzzy.
Normally, you'd remember something like that forever—but she'd said it hurt like hell, nearly life-threatening, so maybe I'd blacked out mid-act.
From the hazy flashes I did have, she hadn't been as wild as Dang Ayoung or Yeo Sochen.
She was on top, I think? But I was collapsed in agony anyway—no other position possible. And she probably didn't have much experience herself.
'If I play this right...?'
I might actually win.
She wasn't a virgin, but her "experience" was basically that one awkward healing session—embarrassing to even call it proper sex.
Me? I'd done it dozens of times.
She didn't have Dang Ayoung's bedroom arts training, insane libido, or Yeo Sochen's electric tricks...
'!'
My eyes lit up.
This could be it—my first time truly dominating in this world.
'Finally, my turn to take control...!'
How many humiliating years had it been?
Sure, I was weak and scrawny, but as a man, getting my arms pinned above my head or straight-up lifted off the ground? My pride was in tatters long ago.
Still, deep down, I'd always wanted to take the lead at least once.
I figured it'd take ten years, but here was my chance.
"S-so, is this request too much? If so, pretend I never said it..."
"No! It's fine! I'll do it!"
"R-really?"
"What's the problem? No big deal!"
Unlike the times Dang Ayoung told me to wait in bed while she freshened up, my voice brimmed with enthusiasm.
"Then... may I request it here?"
"Yes!"
"Very well. Please treat me as yours... and use me as you desire."
I had no idea why the Sword Empress wanted this, but I shoved the question aside for now.
Maybe it was just her kink.
We'd be together long-term anyway.
'First, shove her onto the bed...'
This was my sleeping quarters—a bed loomed right behind her.
Push her back, and she'd land softly.
I gauged my strength carefully and gave her a shove...
-Thud
"..."
"..."
'Uh.'
She didn't budge an inch. I poured everything I had into the next push.
This time she'd topple...
"..."
"Um, Sword Empress. You kinda need to let yourself fall back here..."
"...Ah. My apologies."
-Plop
She said it, then leaned back onto the bed herself.
"..."
"..."
Awkward silence.
"...Could you maybe lie down fully?"
"Ah."
Only after I asked outright could I nudge her flat.
...Or did she just lie down on her own?
'No. Calm down. Nail the next part.'
Strength gap—unavoidable.
She was basically a novice on her second go.
With my experience, victory was mine.
I shed my cloak, climbed on, and settled between her legs.
Good—undressing her wasn't tricky.
Hesitating here would've sent me crawling into a hole, but her outfit was simple.
-Bounce
'Whoa...'
Her clothes loosened, and gravity took hold—her breasts jiggled hypnotically.
That size should've sagged, but they held their perfect shape like it was nothing. Always a mesmerizing sight.
"May I...?"
-Twitch!
I almost asked permission and clamped my mouth shut.
I was the one ravishing her.
No need to ask.
She'd said treat her body as mine.
-Squelch
'Ohhh...'
My hand sank into soft flesh, overflowing my palm.
It engulfed my hand rather than the other way around—heavy, yet similar to Dang Ayoung's in a different way.
I'd felt them briefly before, through fabric. Direct touch was another level.
Dang Ayoung's were firm and springy; the Sword Empress's were dense and solid.
Poison training versus sword mastery?
They looked slim clothed, but naked? Clear differences.
Age gap too, probably.
-Squish squish
I kneaded them for minutes.
Someone might say I lived under Dang Ayoung's daily—shouldn't I be bored?
Nope. Never gets old.
If it did, I'd have tired of Master's over a decade together. Trapped in that flesh daily, nearly suffocating multiple times—yet no aversion grew.
I just got better at stealing breaths.
...She might notice my wandering mind soon. Time to escalate.
First, check if she was wet enough...
-Slick
"...When did it get this soaked?"
"Ngh..."
All I'd done was grope her breasts—barely foreplay—and she was already dripping, ready for entry.
I'd groped because I wanted to, not as proper foreplay. Real technique needs massage-like care...
[Sigh. Whatever. Just spread your legs.]
[W-wait! I can still do it!]
[You'll be at it till dawn. I'll teach you later—just lie there obediently today.]
"..."
My skills weren't great, so I was puzzled.
'Her inexperience?'
Whatever—jackpot.
Foreplay would've upped the difficulty. This? Straight to insertion.
-Rustle
I tugged my drawstrings, stripping fully.
My cock stood rigid from the breast play, throbbing proudly. It hit me—this view wasn't familiar.
A woman spread before me, me looming over her...
-Tremble
'Yes... this is how sex should be...'
Tears of emotion welled inside for this "normal" sex I'd never had with Dang Ayoung.
I'd resigned to a lifetime on the bottom. But today...
Vow to rebuild my manly pride, bit by bit. I leaned forward.
Tip kissing her entrance, ready to thrust.
"Feel that? It's about to go inside you, Sword Empress."
"Y-yeah..."
...What next?
Felt right for a dominant line, but I blanked.
After agonizing...
"If it hurts, tell me?"
...Well, it might.
Sex is for pleasure—pain's no good.
Excusing myself inwardly, I pushed the tip in.
"...Ngh."
Glans vanished; shaft followed slowly.
"Urgh..."
Halfway in.
Grimacing, I shoved my hips harder.
Stifling moans, forcing my body—until my pelvis slapped hers.
-Plop
"H-heh... heh-hek..."
I collapsed atop her.
"Y-you? Are you alright? You suddenly colla—"
Face buried in her skin, it hit me.
Why no memories of me topping?
'Oh.'
Right. I was a weakling who couldn't even piston properly.