Chapter 120 — Because You Need a Moment to Breathe (2)
"Hmm."
His head cradled in Grünent's arms, Roan was licking her breasts.
The soft, rounded mounds, the areolae that still held their pink, and between them, the hardened nipples.
Roan's tongue lapped meticulously at her chest, like a puppy's.
"Ha... mm...."
Grünent stroked Roan's hair and spoke kindly.
"Your Majesty..., ah.... Still, though.... The milk.... it won't come out...."
"...A pity."
Roan replied as he chewed lightly on her nipple with his lips, then tugged at it a little. In the meantime, Grünent, unable to withstand the mounting stimulation to her breasts, felt the strength leave her legs and sank down.
"Haah...."
Gazing up at Roan with slightly damp eyes, Grünent suddenly spoke.
"Now that I think of it.... You said.... the Count liked my milk tea."
Perhaps the talk of milk had reminded her.
Roan, who had been prying apart the seated Grünent's thighs with his fingers, producing squelching sounds, bit her earlobe and answered.
"Talking business in bed, are we."
"But..., hah, Your Majesty.... I want to find a way to help... too..., aah...!"
Roan's hand, roaming down her chest, twisted her nipple. A light, breathy moan burst from Grünent's lips, breaking her halting words.
"You're already busy with the trading company."
"Ah, aah.... It is not..., classified information, is it? I can at least help with research...."
"Very well."
"Thank..., you...."
Grünent gasped for breath. Barely steadying a body already filled with pleasure, she focused her mind on her fingertips.
As his trousers opened, Roan's penis revealed its massive presence. Aina, who had been watching the two of them from beside the bed, instinctively swallowed.
The admiration she had felt seeing Grünent pour her passion and devotion into Roan, trying to help him however she could, was instantly swept away by that presence.
'How could something like that... ever be inside me...?'
Aina's hands, resting on her knees, clenched tightly.
It was the emperor's chamber, brightly lit with candles placed here and there.
The many light sources made the shadow of the erect organ flicker and waver.
Even the eyes of a forest elf saw differently by day and night.
Seeing his thing in a brightly lit place...
'No matter how many times I think about it....'
It was too big.
Aina began to trace back the memory of how she had ever managed to put it inside her, and her body trembled.
The pain of her first time,
The humiliation the emperor had given her,
The pleasure that had followed—she remembered them in order.
She bit her lip quietly.
The expression that rose to her face, slightly twisted,
was a smile.
Meanwhile, Grünent, who had helped Roan undress, spread her legs and climbed on top of him at his languid glance from the bed.
"Fufu, since you have permitted it.... Tonight, I am..., on top...?"
"Yes. Rub it, thrust it—do as you like until you want to finish. I'll allow it tonight."
Roan smiled leisurely and glanced at Aina beside the bed.
Aina's entire attention was fixed on Grünent's movements; she did not even notice Roan's gaze.
Grünent's stamina was weak, after all.
Once he was inside her, she tired herself out on her own.
But tonight, even if he did not pour everything out into her, Aina was here.
Roan thought it would be fine to give this praiseworthy woman—who prepared Aina and asked to help with his work—this much of a reward.
Grünent wore a playful expression and slowly pressed her sex against Roan's length.
Roan smiled; even Aina's whole body was tensing at Grünent's movements.
Through the tip, he felt a slippery, warm sensation.
"Hmm...."
Without yet taking Roan's length inside her, Grünent was rubbing the head of his cock against her entrance and quietly humming through her nose.
From below, already wet with lubrication, came the wet, lewd sound of squelching.
Grünent was moving her hips slowly.
The smile on her face was subtly lewd as she savored the pleasure transmitted from her lower body.
Roan admired Grünent's expression.
The lovely young lady who had not known what to do with the pain during their first time was now a female seeking to satisfy Roan, swinging her hips on top of him.
'I want to tease her.'
Roan grinned mischievously.
Grünent slipped the hooked tip of the glans slightly into her vaginal entrance and back out again.
The mouth of her vagina, which had briefly tasted the hot penis, gaped and craved more stimulation.
But she was the type to savor delicious things sparingly.
Grünent leaned her body over Roan's and began rubbing her thighs and buttocks against his body.
Roan's shaft was buried in the cleft of her slit, providing a subtle stimulation.
He was positioned so that if he slipped just a little lower against her already-soaked underside, he could thrust straight in.
'Mm, but... I did tell her to do as she pleased.'
Roan slowly wet his dry lips with his tongue.
Grünent, who had been panting with half-lidded eyes and slowly moving her waist and lower body, saw this and smiled quietly.
It was a sensual expression that surprisingly suited her lovely face.
"Are you..., waiting for me.... Your Majesty."
A low voice laced with sweet breath.
As if offering to moisten his lips for him instead, she licked his lips.
The moment their eyes met upon seeing her expression,
Roan's lower body twitched.
The hands that had been gently stroking her buttocks and thighs suddenly seized her pelvis.
Startled by the sudden change in intensity, Grünent pulled her lips away.
"Eek?"
"No. I can't wait."
And Roan pulled Grünent's body down by force. In an instant, his large member suddenly thrust into her body, parting her insides and burying itself deep.
"Haaaaaahhk...!!!"
A bewitching cry burst from her.
Roan's length pierced through the tight vaginal entrance in one stroke and knocked against the mouth of her womb.
With him still inside her, Grünent trembled like a fish speared by a harpoon and arched her back.
Her expression had already melted,
and her tongue lolled out between her parted lips.
Her sky-blue eyes had rolled back slightly beyond the ceiling, so mostly only the whites were visible.
Yet even then, a smile hung at the corners of her mouth.
What leaked little by little from her lower body was the fluid she had let out, having climaxed lightly from a single penetration.
Aina, who had flinched at Grünent's first cry, saw her face and stiffened even more rigidly.
It was an expression unimaginable from her usual dignified conduct.
A lewd face openly revealing the pleasure she felt while her lower body was violated.
"Grü...nent...."
Aina let out an unbidden hot sigh and quietly repeated the name.
But neither she nor Roan had the leisure to heed that sound.
Roan was already busy driving his hips up violently, relentlessly thrusting his member between her legs.
"Ah, ah, aah, ahng...!"
Grünent was letting out cries of pleasure from her wide-open, pretty lips.
"Aah, Your, Your Majesty, ahng, wai-, wait a moment...!"
"Did you enjoy keeping me on edge?"
"Ahhk, aah, you, you said to..., do as I please...!"
"I said, go on top, do as you like until you finish. I didn't say to play games."
"Ahk, ah, mm, that's, that's too cruel...!"
Her words sounded reproachful, but the corners of her eyes had already melted into pleasure and drooped heavily, and the corners of her mouth were lifting at the heavy sensation pounding into her lower body.
The penis, which had forced its way through the tight vaginal folds on the first penetration, gradually widened the inside of Grünent's vagina as it repeated its piston motion.
The warm, wet interior began to receive Roan's massive length, squeezing it from all sides.
The slight trembling from inside her that came from time to time was heightening Roan's urge to come.
'S-, soon I, too... will have His Majesty's thing, like that....'
Aina watched the thick pillar being mercilessly sucked between Grünent's legs, and she began to tremble slightly.
Her lips went dry.
Aina's nipples were already erect from excitement, visible through the lace-trimmed top of her corset.
Since she had been ordered not to touch her lower body, Aina, still on her knees, could only squirm and rub her thighs together.
'So hot....'
The sight of Roan, fixing Grünent's body with his large hands and thrusting his hips violently with enough force to bounce her upper body.
It was the first time she had seen a man driving his thing into someone else's body.
His brow was furrowed, whether in concentration,
and his sweat-dampened hair covered his half-lidded eyes.
Even as he let out rough breaths, the line of his lips was faintly lifted.
'Did he make that expression... when he was with me, too?'
Aina swallowed dryly once more.
On top of his powerful body,
Grünent seemed to have no choice but to let out the moans of a female receiving his organ merely to satisfy him.
Once that huge thing is inside you,
All reason and consciousness simply fly away.
Aina knew it from experience.
"Ah, ahng, ahng...! Aht, hah... ahng...!"
Grünent, already seeming half-drained of strength, moved her body as Roan thrust into her and panted.
"Haah, Your..., ha, Ma-, Ma-, Your Majesty.... Grünent, ah, I'm going..., to come..., ahng, ahng.... I'm coming...!"
Roan nodded wordlessly.
Even if Grünent had not spoken,
the tightness surrounding his member had already changed.
A constriction far stronger than at first squeezed and released Roan's length, over and over.
The hard pressure of the cervix touching the tip of his glans and the fluttering of the vaginal folds along his shaft rapidly heightened Roan's urge to ejaculate.
"Haaa..., ah...."
The rapid piston motion that had been happening until a moment ago stopped as if it had been a lie.
Roan pressed Grünent's waist, which he held firmly in both hands, down onto himself.
The deeply buried penis throbbed inside her vulva and began to spew semen.
At the feeling of her womb and the inside of her vagina being deeply filled with something, Grünent let out a long, breathy sigh. It was a breath laden with both lust and satisfaction.
Roan's penis pulsed several times, emptying all of its seed.
Only then did Grünent teeter and slowly collapse into Roan's arms.
"Haaah, Your Majesty..., aah, receiving Your Majesty's seed is, too, wonderful...."
Even while drained of strength, Grünent smiled brightly up at Roan. At that adorable display of affection, Roan smiled and kissed her.
From the gap of Grünent's vaginal entrance, where Roan's member was still embedded, semen and love fluids mingled and seeped out.
"Hm, so. Aina."
And Roan, still holding Grünent, turned his head to look at Aina.
Aina, who had been staring vacantly at Roan's penis—still lodged inside Grünent and a mess of bodily fluids—startled in surprise and hastily averted her eyes.
Both her cheeks flushed bright red.
"How was the show?"
"What do you mean..., show."
Aina answered brusquely, looking at the wall while struggling to hide her burning face.
"It's not something to be watched as a show. The very act of doing such a secret thing in front of someone else is incomprehensible."
"But weren't you the one who wanted to watch?"
"Th-, that was! Just, just by chance...."
The flustered Aina tried to protest, but at Roan's cool gaze, she closed her mouth and flinched again.
A mocking expression rose on Roan's face.
"Try saying that while covering those stiff nipples of yours."
"Kuh...!"
Swallowing her humiliation, Aina covered her chest with both hands.
Tightly cinched by the corset, her breasts, gathered more voluptuously than usual, displayed their volume within the thin lace cover.
'This will be fun.'
She definitely reacted differently from the other women.
It was a different emotion from Grünent or Helen, who reacted to humiliating words with various negative feelings but were still based on their affection for him.
The more he reviled her,
the more the anticipation, joy, and sexual pleasure felt in her words and gestures amplified.
Every time he revealed that her lewd body was no different from a female's, it provoked his lust intensely—the way she reacted sensitively each time, wetting her lower body.
"Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me you weren't soaking between your legs while watching Grünent and me copulate. Am I wrong?"
"Hmm, is that so?"
Grünent, who had been catching her breath with a tired expression, chimed in. And she smiled faintly, nestling into Roan's arms.
Her appearance was exactly that of the Demon King's Favorite Concubine herself.
"Your Majesty, may I check?"
Roan and Grünent's eyes met.
Roan smiled gently with his eyes.
Grünent licked her lips as if delighted.