Chapter 90
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 90
Chapter Title: Men Are All Babies
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Men are all babies.
Up until now, she'd received more than enough proposals—dozens at least—from nobles she'd never even laid eyes on. Maybe even hundreds.
Eclair knew full well how the vast majority of men looked at her with lecherous eyes.
Her senses were sharper and keener than anyone's when it came to that sort of thing.
There was no way those sticky gazes and raw desire could make her feel good. They only filled her with disgust.
But judging every single one of those gazes that treated her like an object wasn't realistic.
She figured she could just ignore the irreverent, shameless stares. Men were wired that way, inevitably, so she'd resigned herself to it.
That had been her mindset, for sure.
Yet here she was now, striving to draw those desire-filled eyes from him.
In Roman's presence, her eternal, unshakeable values crumbled like a sandcastle before the waves, shifting all too easily.
—
Her feelings accepted in some form. A kiss with Roman.
Even if it had ended there, she could have called it a perfect day by her own standards.
But she hadn't stopped there. The reason was simple.
"Time doesn't determine the purity of emotions."
She agreed with that a hundred, a thousand, a million times over. No matter how short the time they'd known each other, nothing could run deeper than this feeling.
She wanted to prove her heart was in no way inferior to that young lady's. She had no intention of settling for her own satisfaction alone—she wanted his too.
She barely knew anything yet... but putting Roman first was the same for her.
Even if all of this was in the palm of Lady Skadi's hand.
"W-What do you think? Does this body hold even a little interest for you...?"
An act bolder than anything she'd ever done in her life. The moment Roman's large hands settled on her breasts and waist, she wanted to scream from the soul-fleeing shame.
"Beautiful..."
Roman's fingers traced the scar on her abdomen. A delicate, gentle touch.
His honest eyes, understanding and rejecting nothing about her ugly wound—it was such a relief that tears nearly welled up.
"...Hngh!"
Was it always this special to be touched by someone else? Every time Roman's hand brushed her skin, a sound escaped through her tightly pressed lips.
Watching her like that, Roman smiled softly and peeled her away from the door where she'd backed herself against it like a retreat.
"Don't push yourself. Come here."
She buried her face in Roman's warm chest as he embraced her. Every breath filled her head with his scent.
That thick, musky aroma carried a potent addictiveness and the stability that came with it. Her heart raced out of control.
"Roman..."
"Yeah?"
Unlike the warmth-laced voice from the drinking session earlier, this one brimmed with genuine affection. Satisfied, she nuzzled deeper.
"I-It's embarrassing, but... I know almost nothing about relations between men and women... Just the basic theories from my family education..."
"How far does your 'knowledge' go?"
His voice carried that trademark playfulness of his, making her chew on her words.
"...When an aroused male organ ejaculates inside a woman's va... Ugh!! What are you making me say?!"
Watching Eclair blush in his arms, he thought to himself.
I love it. I'm crazy about it.
Sure, there were men who didn't prefer women without sexual experience or knowledge, but he was firmly in the "extreme preference" camp.
In a world without information hubs like the internet, cases like Eclair's weren't unheard of. She'd devoted any free time to the sword, rolling through battlefields with no chance to look elsewhere if she wanted to survive.
Even cradled in his arms, she snuck glances at the erection poking her stomach.
"Shall we head to the bedroom...?"
This had to be a signal she was in for the full ride. Joy surging, he scooped her up effortlessly, turning the mighty Eclair into a babe in a cradle.
"Ah! I-I can walk on my own..."
He asked the squirming girl in his arms.
"Don't like it?"
"..."
She didn't say no, so he carried her, pacing slow laps around the living room before heading to the bedroom.
He laid Eclair gently on the bed and stripped off his T-shirt.
She lay there hugging a pillow, staring holes through him. As he positioned himself over her, she reached out, her hand gliding softly over his body.
"You've suffered alone all this time..."
Gazing at the scars on his body, her eyes narrowed with a mix of emotions.
"It was all effort for days like this, overflowing with fortune."
He kept his tone light to avoid killing the mood, smiling, but her expression didn't soften.
"..."
Reaching out, he caressed her soft cheek, and slowly, her face relaxed.
"Eclair. I value my woman more than my own life."
"...And-"
"Kitty's included, naturally."
"I'm glad..."
He gave her beaming smile a light kiss, then continued watching her flush as he spoke.
"But my woman mustn't put me above her own life. So if the Imperial family ever gives me a commission... even if it looks dangerous, don't try to handle it yourself. I absolutely won't tolerate that."
After hearing him out, she stared for a few seconds, then tossed aside the pillow covering her chest and spread her arms.
"...Roman."
"Yeah?"
"I want to kiss you..."
The moment their lips met, she awkwardly moved her tongue, mixing their saliva.
"Mm... Chu... Slrp... Hnngh..."
One hand kneaded her full breast while the other naturally tugged down her leather pants.
Every time his fingers grazed her indented nipple, her body jolted.
Swish-
He tossed her removed bottoms to the floor, shed his own pants, and fully overlaid her, deepening the kiss.
"Haa... Haa..."
Her dazed eyes fixed on the ceiling as she panted hotly. He took in the sight, then drew her breast into his mouth.
"Hnngh! Uh... Eut!"
Sucking and tugging the half-emerged nipple with his tongue amid her arousal, she clamped both hands over her mouth but couldn't stifle her moans.
Smack smack—he lavished her with tongue and fingers until the once-indented nipple stood fully erect.
"Ugh...! I'm not a baby! You're so persistent... Ahhn!"
Gazing at the saliva-slick, stiff peak, a deep satisfaction washed over him. He grinned at her pleasure-flushed face.
"Men are all basically babies."
Snapping back to reality, Eclair covered her bare lower half and rigid nipples with her hands, shyly averting her gaze.
"Hoo... I know my breasts are a bit different from other women's... Y-You don't mind?"
"Why would I?"
With those words, he slowly slid his hand downward.
He gently lifted her hand guarding her most vital spot and kissed the tense girl once more.
Squelch-
"Eup...!"
Her sticky love juices coated his fingers. He softly teased around the entrance.
She was still so tense—he needed to keep up the foreplay to the very end, loosen her up.
For Eclair's first time with him, pain had to take a backseat to massive pleasure.
That would be the foundation for even more joyful, satisfying sex life ahead.
Squelch- Squish-
"Hngh...!"
Suppressing the urge to thrust in and pound away to ejaculation, he teased her folds lightly, tormenting her.
Her hands, which had been mangling the bedsheets, now gripped his cock leaking precum.
Not knowing what to do, she just held and fiddled with it—but that alone kept his erection raging.
He broke their hot-breath kiss. Her expression and writhing body, lost in shameless pleasure, more than satisfied his mind.
"Ah...! Ahn! Hnng...!"
Watching her soak the sheets enough to change their color with just his fingers, he finally readied for insertion.
Seeing him adjust position, Eclair seemed to sense what was coming and held her breath.
"Kitty. Relax. Don't tense up."
He patted her butt reassuringly. She glanced at his cock, then squeezed her eyes shut.
"S-Something that big... going in..."
His glans scraped her entrance lightly, and even amid tension, she moaned and shuddered.
"I'll go slow. If you really can't take it, say so."
Caressing her cheek, she grabbed his hand with both of hers and nodded frantically.
Squish-
"Hnnngh...!"
Thanks to his relentless loosening, insertion met little resistance.
The glans vanished inside, burrowing—and he felt that.
Mindful of her pain, he leaned down, hugged her tight, and pushed his hips forward.
Pop-
"Ugh..."
He wiped the tears moistening her eyes from the hymen's tear.
"You okay? Did it hurt a lot?"
"I-I'm fine... Is it all in now...? Somehow, we've become one..."
She smiled like she'd accomplished something, gripping his hand tight. He gave a troubled smile in return.
"No... Only halfway in so far."
"..."