Chapter 861: The 5.5th Floor
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 861: The 5.5th Floor
Of course, I hadn’t properly held Felicia at the castle, but I had at least penetrated her and come once, so there was no way my body wouldn’t smell.
My nose must have gotten used to the smell while I was sleeping, as I couldn’t detect anything, but that wasn’t the important part.
Even if, by some chance, there was no smell, it would still be bad manners to do this right after being with another woman without washing.
Thinking that, I tried to subtly guide Matilda towards the bathtub, but Matilda’s actions were a little faster than mine.
“Ah, I see. I was being thoughtless.”
Seeing me pause for a moment, Matilda, perhaps misunderstanding something, gave a slightly apologetic look and rose to her knees on the bed.
Then, she walked on her knees towards me, wrapped her arms around my neck, clinging to me, and gently pressed her lips against mine.
It wasn’t a passionate kiss, deeply exploring each other’s tongues, but the soft pressure of Matilda’s plump lips against mine, and the resilient feel of her breasts pressing against my chest as our bodies met, made me momentarily forget what I had intended to do.
Especially her chest—perhaps because her clothes and underwear had slipped down her arm, fully exposing one shoulder earlier—the two round sensations pressing against my chest felt far more vivid than when they usually touched through clothes, even more so.
It wasn’t the firm sensation of breasts pressed against me, shaped by underwear; rather, it was a softer, more yielding pressure, as if they were changing shape. It felt as though there was nothing but a thin piece of fabric between our bare chests.
It was incredibly difficult to pull away from that ecstatic sensation, so even after realizing and remembering what I had intended to do, I simply continued to enjoy Matilda’s kiss for a while.
I couldn’t help it, could I? She’s our Cardinal, perfect in both face and body.
I mean, even when we first met, and she only showed me the haughty side of a noble, leaving me with a less-than-favorable impression, I still thought her appearance was flawless.
As expected of a Cardinal, I suppose?
After all, in a world where clerics are so beautiful that their Charm stat increases with every level, she’s a figure who stands almost at the pinnacle.
No, well, if you think about it, even Felicia, who isn’t a cleric, I thought her appearance was perfect despite our terrible first meeting… Ah, no. Why am I thinking about Felicia now? She’s irrelevant at the moment.
Anyway, the important thing was that our Cardinal, perfect in face, body, and even technique, was genuinely clinging to me, kissing me, and creating an atmosphere that somehow calmed my mind.
If she had just gone into her pink mode and clung to me recklessly, I could have used that less serious atmosphere to playfully deflect and escape.
Swept away by Matilda’s melting kiss, I had simply rubbed my lips against hers for a while, but I couldn’t keep doing this indefinitely.
It’s still fine. I didn’t kiss Felicia, nor did I use my lips to caress her anywhere.
But I couldn’t let Matilda touch my ‘thing’.
It was already standing firm, pressed against Matilda’s abdomen and rubbing against her through her clothes, but still, no further than this.
“Matil—mmph.”
“Haaah… smack. Mmm…”
Thinking that, I tried to pull away from Matilda, but perhaps she liked the sensation of my lips rubbing against hers as I called her name, because she let out a sweet hum and tightened her arms around my neck.
And now, as if intending to lie down on the bed completely, Matilda even leaned back, pulling my body tightly against hers.
I, who still intended to go wash up, tensed my body and resisted, but Matilda knew all too well how to control me.
First, she gently slipped her tongue into my mouth, entwining it with mine, then naturally drew my tongue towards her own mouth and lightly bit it with her front teeth.
Naturally, there was no pain whatsoever from the act; rather, the moderate stimulation only excited me further.
And the moment my ‘thing’ twitched in response, Matilda moved her hips with a seductive twist, rubbing my ‘thing’ against her abdomen.
“Ugh!”
“Aah…!”
Ultimately, I couldn’t resist, and my body went limp for a moment. Matilda didn’t miss the chance and collapsed onto the bed with me.
What’s more, I had clearly been falling forward and Matilda backward, but somehow, mid-fall, she changed direction, and when I came to my senses, I was pinned beneath her.
Indeed, the former Holy Knight Captain. Looking at her figure, it’s easy to mistake her for the same voluptuous and soft type as Leia or Elder Sister Rachel, but despite appearances, she’s a physical powerhouse.
“Mmm-hmm… smack. Heh heh.”
And only after pushing me down like that did Matilda finally stop kissing me.
Though she only pulled away after pressing her lips tightly against mine, as if she didn’t want to let go until the very last moment.
“You must be tired. So, leave everything to me tonight, and you just stay still. I’ll make you feel so good that you can fall into a deep, worry-free sleep. Heh heh.”
Matilda said this, as if breathing a ticklish whisper into my ear.
Is that it? Did she see me hesitate earlier and mistake it for me still being tired?
What’s more, perhaps unable to suppress her love for me during the kiss, Matilda’s tone and expression had, at some point, completely shifted into her usual pink mode.
If I had kept resisting, it might have been a little disappointing, as it would have felt like I was trying to force her into pink mode, but that wasn’t important now.
The important thing was that while Matilda seemed to be in pink mode, she was subtly different from her usual self.
Her actions weren’t as reckless, so to speak?
Her speech still sounded like it would end with hearts, and her gaze still seemed to have hearts floating in her eyes, but instead of just clinging to me without thought, Matilda was stimulating me with a certain degree of restraint.
Since she was dealing with a tired me, perhaps she was exercising some self-control, even in pink mode.
Honestly, I was starting to get too lazy to even tease her about whether she could actually control her pink mode at will.
You’re not actually doing this because of the curse, are you?
“No, Matil—”
“Darling. I told you not to, didn’t I? If you move.”
As proof, when I tried to stop her, Matilda admonished me in a sweet voice that nonetheless carried an irresistible pressure.
What is this? It’s like a hybrid of pink mode and Cardinal mode. It’s not like she’s putting a gear in an intermediate position. Does this kind of mode even exist?
Her words and actions are all pink-pink, yet she’s subtly admonishing me, making her even harder to deal with.
“Ah… Darling… You must be tired, yet you’re so valiant for me…”
Anyway, Matilda, pressing her hands against my chest and pushing her lips against mine once more, burying the back of my head completely into the pillow, murmured those words in an ecstatic voice and slowly lowered one hand.
Her fingertips tickled my body as they glided over my chest and abdominal muscles, sending shivers down my spine. Reaching my lower abdomen, Matilda spread her fingers wide and tickled my lower abdomen with all five fingertips.
And just as she was about to lower her hand further, I grabbed Matilda’s wrist.
As I said before, I absolutely couldn’t let Matilda just grab there.
“Mmm-hmm… Darling…?”
Matilda frowned slightly, as if displeased by my action, and sent me a pink-hued gaze that exuded pressure, but this time, I couldn’t back down.
“Sorry. The truth is, I didn’t get to wash up at the castle. I’ll go clean myself.”
“Are you so tired that you’re resorting to such lies to avoid intimacy? If that’s the case, just tell me honestly, and I won’t force anything…”
“No, it’s not a lie, it’s true. Why would I tell such a lie? Can’t you see how lively it is down there? I’m so ready, I’d probably cry if you told me to just sleep without sex.”
I thought that if I said all that, even Matilda in her pink Cardinal mode would understand, but she just tilted her head, looking puzzled, after hearing my words.
“But darling, your body smells of soap. See, like this. Mmm.”
And saying that, Matilda buried her face in my chest, sniffed lightly, then took one of my nipples into her mouth and rolled it with her tongue.
While the sweet sensation on my chest felt like it was paralyzing my brain, I was also thinking something else.
Now that I thought about it, when I first woke up, my ‘thing’ was completely clean, without a trace of moisture.
Since I had penetrated and come once, even if it had dried, there should have been some trace left.
Does that mean someone washed me while I was sleeping?
But unlike before, when she didn’t care about others’ gazes and did things openly, Felicia recently… no. From quite a while ago… Wait. When did that start?
Anyway, when she was with me, she would dismiss all the attendants from the room before we did anything.
But if that’s the case, did that princess, who probably can’t even dress herself properly, wash me while I was sleeping and then put me back in bed?
No. Even so, that doesn’t seem right, so did she call an attendant to wash me?
But that proud girl wouldn’t want to show others a scene like me asleep while she was naked, would she?
In the first place, dismissing all the attendants when we started might have been because she didn’t want them to see my naked body, the body of the man she liked.
Wait. If that’s true, doesn’t that mean Felicia liked me from the moment she dismissed the attendants before we did anything?
Then for how long, exactly…?
“Whoa?!”
My long train of thought was finally broken by a slight pain in my chest.
“Darling… I don’t like it when you don’t pay attention to me at times like this. Or are you still tired, after all…”
“Ah, no. I’m fine. Sorry. It felt so good I zoned out for a moment. Please, continue.”
Right. This isn’t the time to be thinking about Felicia.
You idiot. Thinking about Felicia not once, but twice, while you’re with Matilda.
Focus on Matilda now. Tonight is Matilda’s night.
Besides, if my body has already been washed, as Matilda said, there’s no reason to stop her actions.
No. Far from stopping her, I actively welcome it.
“Mmm-hmm. Yes… Darling…”
Matilda even stuck her tongue out between her lips so I could see its movements, skillfully wiggling the tip to stimulate my nipple.
And at the same time, the hand I had stopped by grabbing her wrist slowly began to descend again.
Her hand, with only five fingertips touching, descended to my lower abdomen as if tickling it, then slipped my ‘thing’ between her spread index and middle fingers.
Of course, due to the thickness of my ‘thing’, it wasn’t deeply wedged between her fingers; rather, it was held lightly, as if pinched between the tips of her index and middle fingers.
Regardless, Matilda didn’t mind, moving her fingers alternately, stimulating my ‘thing’ by rubbing it with the sides of her index and middle fingers’ first knuckles, slowly ascending its length.
As her two fingers steadily climbed my ‘thing’, as if taking one step at a time, Matilda reached its tip and then closed her hand, gathering all five fingers together.
Then, with the tips of her gathered fingers, she began to massage the head of my ‘thing’, rubbing it in circles.
It felt good, yet also a little regrettable, as the contact area on my ‘thing’ was small.
“Ah… Darling… So hot in my hand… Mmm… Does that feel good?”
But perhaps Matilda felt the same regret, because she began to move her hips, rubbing her wet vulva against one of my thighs.
It wasn’t a frantic rubbing, as if trying to finish things completely; rather, it was leisurely, as if merely building her own excitement to a certain level.
This aspect, too, was slightly different from her usual pink mode.
Anyway, thanks to her leisurely movements, I could feel the soft sensation of Matilda’s labia rubbing against me even through my underwear, which only made me feel more regretful.