07. Ulsro Kingdom - The Crumbling Women (27)
"P-please put me down…."
"Nope."
Holding the shy woman in his arms, he carried her toward the changing room.
Serenia felt embarrassed by the way she was clinging to him with her legs spread wide, pressed against his body. Since she was standing in a place with a rail to hold on to, she could have lowered her legs and managed to stand on tiptoe to get down somehow, but she had no desire to go that far.
With every step he took, she could feel the tip of his shaft lightly bumping against her cervix.
"Nn, hh… ah…."
The feeling that the head might break through her entrance and force its way inside made her bury her face in her disciple’s shoulder. The pleasure rising from below was driving the shame from her head.
"Should we just go straight to the bedroom like this?"
"W-what?! N-no, you can’t…!"
"Really?"
"I, well, I mean…."
His tempting words whispered by her ear made her heart waver.
The bedroom was very close from here. At Valdes’s speed, he could cover the distance in a few seconds. For her, who didn’t want to be apart from him even for a moment, it was impossible to flatly refuse.
"Haha, I’m kidding."
"Ah, r-right… you were joking…."
Serenia bit her own shoulder without realizing it, caught between disappointment and relief in that strange, confusing feeling.
"Mm… so Serenia really is a spoiled little thing, huh?"
His thumb traced down her spine. Her sensitized body trembled violently. Her legs went weak, as if she might slide right down from his arms.
"Hah… ah! I… o-only with my h-husband… I-I do this…."
She still couldn’t even lift her head, stammering out each word. Every syllable was laced with bashfulness, but the way she said it, so unlike her usual self, only excited him more.
"If you keep making me horny like this, I might just do you right here."
"……."
He placed her quieting body on top of a shelf. Not because she was heavy, but so he could wipe away the water. Taking a dry towel, he wrapped Serenia’s orange hair in his hand and dried it carefully. Her hair was short, so it was easier to dry than a man’s, though not by much.
The dexterous movement of someone used to drying another person’s hair made Serenia think of Mercede for a moment. Of course, she didn’t imagine the two of them going so far as kisses—at most, maybe touching each other’s breasts—but she had no thought that they would have bathed and dried each other like this.
But the moment she thought of her, hesitation rose again in her heart. What she was doing now was a betrayal, not only of that damned Viscount Hermeng, but also of Mercede, whom she cherished like a daughter. Valdes was acting as if it were nothing, but she still found it difficult.
But….
Now, she could say it without hesitation.
She loved Valdes. It wasn’t just because of what he had said in the bath.
She didn’t know why, but being with him made her feel safe, and happy. It was the spark of life she’d been feeling again after so long. She was certain it wasn’t simply because he was the first disciple she’d ever taken. There was something that could only be felt from Valdes, and from Valdes alone. Something that knew her well, something that put her at ease.
"Serenia?"
He called her name when he noticed she had fallen into deep thought.
Serenia answered by tightening her legs around his waist and saying,
"If my h-husband gets h-horny… then just do it here… ♥"
"……."
She said husband with no trouble at all, but when she reached the slang word for horny, she stammered as if the word itself embarrassed her. The blush on her shy cheeks gleamed over the remaining droplets of water on her face.
"P-please hurry…."
"You want me to make you faint in the bathroom?"
"Please make me faint with my husband’s cock… ♥"
Her voice was sensual, yet somehow adorable.
Valdes barely managed to keep the last thread of his reason from snapping. If this hadn’t been a place where there was no fallout to worry about, maybe he would have lost control, but this was the bathroom of her private estate, and Viscount Hermeng was still somewhere outside. That didn’t mean he was suppressing his lust, either. He was merely keeping it at a suitable level.
Holding her by the hips as she kept pleading against him, he drew his waist back slightly and then thrust in again.
"Hah…!"
The shelf wasn’t wide enough to endure such rough motion. He had more than enough strength to carry her, though.
Pulling away from the shelf, he lifted her up in both arms and drove into her with violent, forceful thrusts.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Hhk! Ngh, ahh… ♥"
Serenia wrapped both arms around his neck and surrendered everything to him.
It was her first time in this position. She hadn’t imagined they would do something so humiliating like this. If they were going to have sex in the bathroom, she’d thought it would be like before, or else lying on the floor.
"Hngh…! Ah, mm! Hah… ♥ A-ah, g-guh! H-husband… this is way too s-strong… ♥"
"Serves you right for being so lewd! Shut up!"
"Aah, mmh♥ Y-yes, y-yes…!"
Valdes didn’t just pump his hips; he directly moved the pelvis he was holding. It wasn’t the sort of thing that required much strength, but if he could do it, then he could make his movements all the more powerful and forceful.
"Nnngh! Hah, ngh, ahh… ♥ Aah, I, I like it… the way it hits my womb, hnngh, I like it so much♥"
The combination of his huge shaft and the position that forced her body downward made the tip of his cock slam against her opening no matter what. It wasn’t just a light bump as when they walked—it was more like a brutal pounding. But for her, it was pleasure rather than pain.
This was the second time she had bedded her disciple. But this time was different from that drunken night. This was consensual, sober, and filled with mutual affection. It was rough sex that valued pleasure above pregnancy.
"You said it was too strong a minute ago, and now you like it?"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Ahn, y-yes! Huh, my husband’s cock, hah… I love it so much♥ The way it pounds my womb, it’s so strong, I love it♥"
Each time her disciple’s manhood speared her sex, beads of fluid dripped down to the floor. By now, there was more slick dripping from her body than water, enough to decorate the floor beneath them.
Stoked by their heat, the two of them were turning into a mess of sweat rather than water.
"Hoo. Serenia. I love you."
"Ah, hhaang—♥ N-nn, hngh, mmh! D-don’t say things like that… ♥ I’m getting too f-feeling all of it… ♥"
At his words, her well-trained body shuddered. Her pussy clamped down hard on his shaft.
It had been a long time since she’d heard someone say, I love you.
She had heard it during their first time, too, but back then he had called her Master instead of by name. Later, even the him in her dreams would sometimes call her by name, but more often than not he expressed his feelings through his body rather than with words. That had been wonderful too, but it was different from hearing it directly.
When love was attached to the title Master, it excited her with a sense of transgression; when it was attached to her name, it excited her with happiness. Even now, though this was still a socially forbidden affair, her heart was honestly admitting it.
That the husband of Countess Serenia Bernstein de Amterian was not Viscount Hermeng, but Valdes.
"So you don’t like it? Me telling you I love you?"
"I… l-love it♥ Tell me you love me a lot, a lot more… ♥"
To praise his commendable master and wife, the disciple and husband’s cock went to work. He shoved through her filthy cunt as if tearing through the inside of it, plunging all the way deep. Hard and swollen with excitement, the thick shaft drove relentlessly into her depths.
"Ghhk! Mm♥ Ngh, ahh—! A-ahh♥"
Her head snapped back under the merciless rhythm of his hips.
"Let’s finish a few rounds here, then go to the bedroom and keep going!"
"Mm♥ Ah, y-yes, y-yes… anything, anywhere, just keep shoving me full with my husband’s cock… ♥"
Inside the master’s pussy, where filthy words slipped from her lips so easily, the disciple spilled the semen he had been holding back.
Spurt, spurrrrrt, spurt, splat—
"Ah, uhn, ahh—♥"
"Who would look at this face and think she was a knight commander?"
"Hehee… ♥♥"
Serenia didn’t even have time to answer, only sticking out her tongue with a blissful expression. The dizzying pleasure crashing over her whole body left no room for speech, even if she wanted to answer. She didn’t even hear the rest of it.
"Ha… haah… hahh…."
"What are you going to do if you’re already like this? I told you, didn’t I? We’d finish a few rounds here before leaving."
"Mm… haa♥ I-it’s okay… t-this time, d-from behind… ♡"
Hiding her protruding tongue back in her mouth, she shyly named the position she wanted.
"From behind? Hm… so our Serenia was interested in this side too?"
The hand that had been holding her hips slid past her ass and reached toward the opening in back. Naturally, that wasn’t what she meant at all, and Serenia, startled, drew one arm back to seize his hand.
"N-no! Not there…!"
"Pfft, I know. I was teasing you."
"You brat, you really…."
"Husband."
"Huh?"
"When we’re doing this, you should call me husband."
"…Husband. Don’t joke around when we’re having sex… ♥"
Their eyes met, their lips brushed lightly together, and Valdes set her back down. A wet mixture leaked out of her now-empty cunt and pattered to the floor, but there was no time to wipe it away.
Serenia turned her body with practiced ease, braced both hands against the wall, and pushed out her hips. The plump, sturdy rear of a married woman swayed obscenely as it seduced him.
When Valdes still didn’t put it in right away, she hesitated for a moment, then reached one hand back from the wall and spread herself open. For an instant, the pink flesh inside was visible, and then the semen leaking from within smeared across Serenia’s hand. She didn’t care in the slightest.
"Husband… please give me your cock already… ♥ Let’s do it again quickly, then go to the bed and do it again… ♥"
"Tch, now I’m already starting to want to move to the bed."
A soft, plush bed was definitely better in many ways when it came to sex. It was more comfortable to lie down on, and if they were lying or sitting, it didn’t matter much even if their legs gave out.
Even as he said that, Valdes approached Serenia and gripped her waist. As if he were about to slam himself in hard, his shaft slid between her thighs instead.
"Haaang… ♥ Ah, I told you not to tease me…!"
"This isn’t teasing."
Scrape—
The pillar climbed a little higher than her thighs and buried itself between her folds, beginning to move back and forth. Even though it was only rubbing against her labia, moans of delight kept spilling from her lips.
"Hah…! Ngh, haa, ngh…."
Valdes let go of her waist and stretched both arms forward to pull her into an embrace.
One hand on her chest, one on her stomach. He seized the large breasts swaying below his hands and stroked her smooth, firm abdomen. The warmth carried by his touch made Serenia tremble.
"Still looks like teasing to you?"
"N-no, hnn… no, it d-doesn’t…! It’s not teasing… it feels so good… ♥"
His rough hand squeezed and toyed with her breasts. She liked both the rough, forceful grip and the softer kneading. During training, her cumbersome breasts had never once felt this gratifying. She even found herself wondering whether a woman’s breasts existed, in truth, not for the woman herself but for the man.
"Still, though…."
The manhood tormenting her cunt seemed to pull back, and then the tip of the head came to rest at her entrance.
"Hih!"
"This side feels better, doesn’t it?"
"Y-yes, yes, it does… your cock, hah… it feels so good I want you to keep it inside me…."
Frantic, she shook her hips, urging him on.
Valdes was just thinking that he should probably put it in already when—
He heard the sound of a doorknob turning.
Click.
"?!?"
But the locked door did not open. Between the man and woman, both frozen in place with their heads turned toward the door, a voice came through the wood.
"…Uh, excuse me… Serenia?"
…….
It was Viscount Hermeng.
"…Serenia? Hmm, has she already gotten into the bath…?"
It had been a soft mutter, but they heard it clearly.
Flustered, Serenia tried to rise, but Valdes, stuck firmly behind her, did not let her carry out the intention. Unable even to tell him to move, she jabbed him in the back, but Valdes simply pressed the tip of his cock against her cunt again, as if telling her to stay still.
Thrust—
"Hah!"
The instinctive moan escaped her lips. She barely managed to clamp her mouth shut and hold it in, but it seemed Viscount Hermeng had caught the sound that leaked from inside.
"…Serenia? Is that you?"
"…Y-yeah. …It’s me."