Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Ulstro Kingdom - Princess Knight (8)
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I'm tired.
"Lady Mercedes, are you alright?"
"Huh? ...Oh, yeah, I'm fine."
Elza's face was filled with sincere concern.
It was understandable. She'd slept soundly last night, but tonight she hadn't gotten a wink.
There was one reason.
Her body was excited and burning up, refusing to calm down.
Because of that, she'd snapped a little irritably several times, startling those around her.
'Why can't I go there...'
Irritating.
"Haa..."
"Sh-should I bring you some warm tea?"
"Tea? Hmm... No, bring me some cool water instead."
"Ah, yes."
Elza left the office, leaving her alone in the room.
"......"
For some reason, it felt like she could go now. Her privates were still tingling, forcing her legs together. If she just touched there...
She shook her head.
Ridiculous thought. She'd tried dozens of times in her bedroom and failed. No way it would work here. Besides, doing that here would make her a pervert. A princess fingering herself to climax alone in her office?
She couldn't figure out the cause.
Nothing special had happened yesterday.
No signs of magic or curses.
The most likely culprit was...
"...Valdes's massage."
She hadn't been able to climax precisely since then. It was so suspicious that she even suspected it was deliberate.
The only other thing was that sachet found in the office. But she doubted a mere sachet could have that strong an effect. Even if it did, Serennia would have noticed and warned her, but there'd been no such feeling.
"Massage... massage, huh..."
Could it really be the massage? The first day had been fine.
The difference between the first and second day was...
...Drip.
"Hngh...!"
It leaked again.
Lady Mercedes has such a seductive body that drives men wild.
Your face... it's closer now.
Valdes's words and the feel of his skin against hers came back to mind.
"Let me... verify it."
Yeah, this was just to confirm if it was real.
Absolutely.
Absolutely not for any weird purpose.
"Uh... L-Lady... Mercedes?"
"Yeah? What's wrong?"
"N-No, your... outfit..."
"Oh, this? It's just... a bit hot."
Valdes's face was beet red with shyness. His expression was so cute it made her smile. She tried to hold it back, but her lips kept twitching.
Hard to believe this was the same guy who'd boldly groped her body while talking.
She'd only taken off her stockings, and he was this embarrassed.
Of course, "just" stockings made a huge difference in sensation. Right now, she was only in her underwear top and bottom, plus short sleeves and shorts. Far too shameful for a kingdom's princess. Who would even see her as one?
She looked at Valdes again. He was fidgeting bashfully.
No matter his mercenary life, a boy was still a boy. His exact age was unknown, but estimated at 15 or 16. Similar build to her little sister Marie, but younger.
If she had a little brother, would it feel like this?
'No.'
She shook her head immediately. Wrong. He wasn't her little brother.
'He's... the man I like.'
Even muttering it in her mind felt embarrassing.
A boy, yet a man. A man, yet a boy.
That subtle nuance somehow set her heart ablaze.
...No, her heart wasn't hot because of that. It was just the ongoing excitement from yesterday. Getting thrilled at "boy" would be too perverted.
"Lady Mercedes? Are you okay?"
"Oh, sorry. Got lost in thought too long. Shall we... start?"
"...Yes."
Mercedes slowly climbed onto the bed and lay face down. It was the third time now, so her posture was at least decent.
"Hoo..."
The heat filling her body escaped through her mouth. But as if nothing happened, new heat rushed in to fill the void.
Aware that the massage would soon begin made her body feel even hotter.
And not just that. For some reason, the pillow felt a bit warm, the blanket thicker than usual. Even the air in the room felt muggy.
Then.
"...Gulp."
The sound of saliva sliding down a throat.
Valdes. It was Valdes.
Thump thump.
Her heart started pounding. So she wasn't the only one. Valdes was excited and tense because of her.
"Ahh..."
A thrilling itch in her heart.
The feeling of the one she liked getting aroused by her. This emotion she'd never felt before was... electrifying.
The boy cracked his knuckles to loosen up, then climbed onto the bed.
She couldn't see since her head faced away, but she felt the mattress sink with a puff. Her body, hypersensitive from excitement, caught even his slightest movement.
"Then... I'll, start."
"...Yeah."
As before, it started with the shoulders.
Callused hands, slightly firm yet soft. Valdes's touch met her skin.
"...Haa."
The stockings she'd worn until yesterday were undergarments worn beneath knight armor, wrapping her skin seamlessly from toes to neck.
This was their first direct skin-to-skin contact, excluding scalp massage—which barely counted due to hair anyway. Practically their first true touch.
Was that why?
'Just one layer gone, and it feels... hngh, like this...'
Not even shoulders, but his hands there alone made her so happy—what if elsewhere?
Arms, stomach, thighs.
And if... even more intimate areas?
She wondered about herself.
If he tried to touch her breasts, butt, or precious place, would she stop him? If he went further?
She swallowed quietly so he wouldn't notice.
"Ah, ngh, hng, hung, ahn..."
Moans bubbled endlessly from deep in her lungs.
'Ahh, it feels so good...'
While she drowned in those thoughts, his hands steadily kneaded her body. Faster than yesterday, moving from shoulders to neck, head, down to arms, back.
His touch ignited fire across her skin without restraint.
"Haa..."
It felt good now. Plenty good.
But...
'A little more intense stimulation...'
The words slipped out unconsciously.
"...Wait."
"Y-Yes? Sh-should I stop?"
"No. Now... um, the lower part... please."
"Yes..."
She wondered what face Valdes was making. What expression?
He shifted to massage her lower body.
Then, something brushed her leg with a tap.
"......"
Her mind raced. Senses honed to detect enemies analyzed it.
Not a hand—too low. Not a foot—higher. Not a knee. Not a protruding thigh or arm part. Only one possibility left.
The male thing between his legs, bulging bluntly now.
"Hngh...!"
Her lower body, her chest grew hot.
Knowing the man she loved was aroused and swollen because of her—his beloved woman—excited her beyond measure. Normally, a tap on her erogenous zone would make her cum. But now, she couldn't. She just held onto the pleasure.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..."
Valdes, who'd paused, resumed quietly when she said nothing.
His hesitant hand in the air settled on her upper thigh—what's often called the underbutt.
She flinched, not expecting him to go straight there. But that was it. She calmed quickly as if nothing happened.
He kneaded the flesh under her butt firmly, then slid his hands higher.
"This part too... massage."
"...Yeah."
Her short reply dripped with her melted emotions.
Valdes gently cupped her butt like handling something precious, lifting slightly.
"Hngh...!"
Even that light touch tensed her legs. Her toes wiggled restlessly, cheeks clenching noticeably.
"Relax your butt..."
"S-Sorry..."
Not something to apologize for, yet she did. Burying her face deeper in embarrassment.
Meanwhile, his hands kneaded her gripped butt before releasing.
"Hoo... hngh...!"
No time to enjoy the brief relief—his thumbs pressed into her raised cheeks firmly.
"Ha, uh, hngh, ah, ahn..."
Each back-and-forth stroke drew lewd moans against her will.
He pressed various spots like acupoints, then gripped and kneaded again. Repeating this seven or eight times.
As if forcing her to get used to it bit by bit.
Maybe that's why. Despite the eroticism of butt-touching, the repetitive motions left her aching for more.
'More... more... not there, inside... hngh...!'
Unable to say it, she mumbled into the pillow.
Not enough. Not enough. Even this isn't enough...!
"Um, Valdes...?"
"Y-Yes?"
Her sudden call flustered him.
'What? Telling me to stop? Endure this?'
Impossible, he thought. Aroused state, favorite guy massaging her butt. Without superhuman endurance, begging for more was normal.
Thankfully, he was wrong.
In a good way.
"You've only done the back so far..."
"Yes?"
Mercedes rolled over.
"Won't you... do the front too? ...♡"
She didn't know how lasciviously melted her voice sounded. Or how sluttily her face had changed.
"...Got it."
"And... call me Mercy."
"Yes, Lady Mercy..."
"Hngh...♡"
Just a nickname made her whole body tremble, privates throbbing.
Valdes pulled back slightly, scanning her body.
Such a lewd body. Sweat-glistened skin shone under the light; even her damp clothes revealed every curve. Well-toned muscles befitting a knight boasted healthy allure.
Her see-through underwear seemed prepared, made of simple yet luxurious material. It covered essentials dutifully, but rebelliously, her nipples protruded boldly at the center.
'Fucking hot.'
He wanted to rip off those pointless clothes and underwear now, but with his strategy set, he should push steadily. Opportunity tomorrow.
For now, heat her up more. Body and heart.
The boy moved his hands again.
First, palms flat from shoulders down sides to under her breasts, pressing firmly. Voluminous breasts jiggled along his path, stiff nipples quivering.
Rubbing her inner breasts, Valdes cupped them with his palms. Not outside the clothes—clearly inside. Under the underwear.
"Hngh─!"
No one would call it massage. He wiggled fingers softly, then slowly pinched her nipples between thumbs and forefingers.
"Hng...! Wh-what are you...!"
And twisted them around.