Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Ulstro Kingdom - Princess Knight (9)
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Valdes, who had been rubbing the inside of her breast, suddenly spread his palm wide and grabbed her breast outright. Not from the outside of her clothes, but clearly from the inside. Deeper than even her undergarments.
A single boy had seized the breasts of a princess that no man had ever been permitted to touch.
"Hngh...!"
His movements were so blatantly not a massage that anyone could see it. He wriggled his fingers gently. Mercedes lost her mind to the dizzying thrill that was unmistakably different from touching herself.
The boy slowly extracted his thumb from the four fingers pinching her nipple and gripped both of her nipples with his thumbs and index fingers,
"Hnn...! Wh-what are you...!"
twisting them round and round.
"Eek! Ugh, hngh! W-wait, hngh...!"
He didn't stop. If he meant to stop here, he wouldn't have started in the first place.
Bending at the waist, he lifted his wrists upward. Her sweat-soaked top clung tightly to her skin, but he flipped it up entirely with the back of his hand.
Her breasts emerged—tanned just enough from rigorous training yet retaining a pure whiteness. They seemed to jiggle with a satisfying plump.
"Wha—wha—what, ah?"
He gathered a handful of breast with her nipple dead center and bit down.
"Haht! Hi, hiiih...!"
Then he nibbled.
"Hii?! Ah, ah, h-h, th-this...!"
The moment his teeth grazed the nipple's surface, a fierce jolt shot up her spine, making her hips buck wildly.
Mercedes knew it. She was gone. A small climax, but pleasure on a whole different level from before. Her head spun with ecstasy. If I learn more of this... if I discover more... I'll be ruined...
Valdes flicked his tongue tip sharply across her nipple.
The princess's body trembled and twitched.
A sly grin crept across his face as he slowly pulled his mouth away and gazed at her.
Tears welled in her eyes from who-knows-when, a bit of drool trickled from the corner of her mouth, her expression on the verge of crumbling, her eyes pleading desperately to seduce the man before her.
"Haa, haa, Val...des...♡"
Forgive what just happened... please, go further... now...
As if reading her mind, his face drew steadily closer.
Too embarrassed to look straight at the boy, she squeezed her eyes shut tight.
But the first touch of his skin wasn't her lips or tongue—it was her eye corner. Salty as it must be, he casually flicked out his tongue tip and licked away the tears.
"Heeng..."
Then he pulled back.
"...Huh?"
When she opened her eyes, the wildly aroused man from moments ago was gone. In his place sat a boy with a somehow sad, wistful expression.
"...Lady Mercy, you're truly beautiful. Your face, your body... and your heart."
"Valdes...?"
"Even to a lowly half-demon commoner like me... No, forget I said that. I'm sorry."
"......"
She was speechless.
"Let's end the massage here for today. ...Actually, Lady Mercy doesn't need massages from me anymore. ...Well then."
"Valdes? Valdes!"
Thud. The door closed, and the boy vanished.
Leaving behind an unquenchable blaze in her body and heart.
She pulled another all-nighter.
The reason was simple.
That boy—Valdes. His actions, his behavior, his words.
Of course, aside from that, her body still burned with leftover arousal. But he weighed on her mind far more. He troubled her so deeply that her heart ached, her chest throbbed. An indescribable emotion squeezed her heart tight.
"Hoo..."
She understood.
Countless walls stood between him and her.
A bit of playful teasing? Fine. But were her feelings really just that?
No.
She was certain.
Absolutely not.
This wasn't some fleeting spark like fireworks in the night sky. She wasn't naive. It was her first love, but she had no intention of letting it end there. She'd make it her first and last.
No matter what it took.
Mother often said it: the things she does will help us one day.
She hadn't understood back then, but now she did.
A monarchy strong enough to keep the nobles in check and run the kingdom smoothly. That's what her mother wanted.
"......"
Her thoughts settled. Tomorrow, she'd head out on a mission alone with him.
"Amy?"
"Yes, Knight?"
"Could you fetch Valdes for a moment?"
"Yes!"
So tonight, she'd settle this.
'Come to my room tonight.'
'Pardon? But...'
'This is an order from the knight you serve—and as a princess.'
...Yes.'
Valdes stood before Mercedes's door, stifling a laugh.
Everything was going perfectly.
On the second day, he'd set her body ablaze. On the third, he'd stoked the firewood in her heart. And now, on the fourth day, it was time to savor the perfectly roasted, delicious meat.
He took several deep breaths to calm himself.
Mercedes had probably noticed by now. That he was right outside her door. To make sure, he lingered hesitantly in front, signaling his tension.
Knock knock.
"La...dy Mercy. It's Valdes."
"...Come in."
He opened the door and stepped inside. There stood Mercedes, draped only in a shower towel.
Not even a bathrobe—a mere shower towel. The unexpected attire nearly threw him off.
Her flushed face, her subtly trembling body. She tried for a confident expression, but tension flickered in her eyes.
Her collarbone, arms, and legs—bare beyond the towel—glistened with moisture, as if fresh from the bath. Or perhaps camouflage for excited sweat.
"As you guessed, you're getting a massage tonight too."
"...Yes."
"Come here."
The boy shuffled over, visibly tense. The princess smiled and spread her arms, pulling him into an embrace. A rose-like fragrance wafted from her movements.
"Wha— L-Lady, Lady Mercy...?"
"Heehee, it's fine. Don't be so nervous."
"Ungh..."
Even so, this is seriously embarrassing...
He was playing the boy, but his mind wasn't that innocent. A Demon King who'd lived with demons might handle it, but getting hugged like this by a mere 22-year-old virgin?
No, as Valdes, it's been 18 years, so about the same age. Doesn't matter... right?
"We both have a lot to say, I'm sure... but let's start with the massage."
Mercedes climbed onto the bed face-down, still wrapped in her towel, then untied it.
"......!"
Beneath lay two thin sheets of fabric—one above, one below. Undergarments? No, they clung translucently without revealing anything, sleek and smooth.
"Surprising, right? It's attire from the Three Island Alliance in the southern continent."
So this is that swimsuit thing.
He'd heard of it. The Three Island Alliance—jungles, deserts, and archipelagoes. The island region, surrounded by water, had such revealing outfits. He'd even fantasized about making the Demon Queen or Irina wear one someday.
She even prepared this.
Worth of Queen Beatrice's daughter. When it comes to love, she's straight as an arrow.
Pleased inwardly by her unexpected boldness, Valdes climbed onto the bed and began the massage.
No Charm Magic this time. Her body was already at its limit, red-hot. Overstimulate, and she might pounce before things progressed. He didn't fancy that turn of events.
"Mmm... haa, good..."
Her body twitched at every touch. Clearly fighting her arousal. But glance downward, and her folds dripped visibly.
Did she think he wouldn't notice? Or was she oblivious herself?
Whatever. Doesn't matter.
Valdes massaged diligently, restrained yet thorough. Upper and lower body alike, sparing nothing. But at her sides, hips, thighs—he added awkward, stiff motions.
"Aa, ngh, haa, hng, haah...♡"
Even that tormented the princess plenty.
Mercedes moaned freely, writhing in pleasure.
Yet she clung to her reason.
"Hng, hngaa... ngh, V-Valdes?"
"Y-yes."
"Time for the front...?"
Phrased as a question, but she flipped onto her back without waiting.
Recalling the previous day. Save for her eyes, expression, and voice—all meltier than before.
"Haa, hurry... up."
"...Y-yes."
Valdes leaned back in, but Mercedes wrapped her arms around his head and yanked him to her chest.
Even through the swimsuit, her soft, bountiful flesh pressed against his face.
"Mmph?! L-Lady Mercy...?"
"It should've been like this yesterday."
Her sultry voice contrasted with tender, loving words.
"I like you. You like me too, right? But you're scared. Don't worry. This is a kingdom, and I'm the next queen. No one can say a word against me. I'll make sure of it. So just love me. I'll handle the rest."
"...Do you trust me, Lady Mercy?"
"Of course."
No hint of doubt in her firm tone. That's how deep her love ran.
"No matter my status, my blood, my personality—would you love me?"
"Yes. I love any Valdes."
The boy slowly lifted his head. Knowing his intent, she loosened her arms.
Their faces met, eyes locked, lips touched.
A soft smack as lips met briefly. Fresh yet sticky kisses, lips brushing lips. No licking or sucking, yet intensely stimulating.
Mercedes ached to suckle his soft lips and plunge her tongue inside. But for the boy she loved, she desperately held back.
She believed her love went beyond mere lust.
"Hoo..."
"Haa, haa."
"Lady Mercy. Shall I... continue the massage?"
"Sis."
"Pardon?"
"Call me sis when we're alone. 'Lady' feels too distant."
Valdes was genuinely flustered by her demand.
He rarely even called the Demon Queen "Mom" out of embarrassment. Sis? It felt like roleplay. But her resolute expression deterred him from breaking the mood.
"Ugh..., y-yes. Mercy... sis."
"Yes♡"
Delighted, she reclined comfortably on the bed.
"Go on, massage sis's body however you like."
"However I like...?"
"Yes, however. Anywhere♡"
An blatant invitation to grope her breasts and ass. Perhaps even her most precious place.
Valdes vowed to meet her expectations fully.
His hands claimed her entire body.
Ten minutes later, Mercedes hit her tenth climax.
Squirt!!
"Haaaah...!! Hngh, hak, hnght...?!"
What, what is this? What's happening?
Her whole body shook uncontrollably. She couldn't think straight.
She knew days of pent-up frustration had sensitized her. She'd chalked it up to Valdes's massages, though the shock had made her forget momentarily.
But yes, the massages. No—Valdes.
His touch was too exquisite; only he could make her feel this.
Otherwise...
No way I'd cum eleven—hiiht! —times already, hng...♡
"Another one?"
"Haht! B-but..."
"Mercy sis is a total perv."
Squelch, squelch—
"Hnght..., n-no, haaang! Sis isn't a perv... hng, nooo, huaaah—♥"
The boy's fingers plunged in and out of her hole.
She couldn't recall when it started. She'd said "however, anywhere." But she'd never imagined he'd ravage her body so thoroughly.
Ravage. Yes, this was ravaging.
Like toying with a plaything. Valdes played with her body at will.
Breasts, ass, waist, and... her pussy♡
Resist? Rebel? No room, no reason.
Each moment was pure bliss; her mind blanked.
Even now, two fingers of his right hand pistoned her pussy while his left kneaded her breast. Her hypersensitive body absorbed every tiny sensation, shoving it into her brain. Then... explosion.
"Hiiiiah—!!"
Again, she came...♡