The Answer Is Sex - 2
It has always been the way of things that when men and women rub flesh against flesh, affection is bound to sprout even where none existed before.
The results might not always turn out well, but even a grudging fondness is sure to take root.
At the very least, Albert sincerely believed so.
That was precisely why he had invited the young lady who had married Arnold.
There were loves that began with fucking first, after all.
The old saying about the terror of carnal bonds hadn’t come from nowhere.
“You’re right about that.”
Clink. Beatrix set down the teacup in her hand and nodded.
She sat across from Albert at the table in the bedchamber.
“So what are you going to do? Force him into heat or something?”
Men in this world were generally weak in sexual desire.
Arnold was no exception.
But it wasn’t as if he had none at all. All that was needed was to awaken what was already there.
Valentin was the same way.
The image of a certain female tormenting a man flashed through Albert’s mind.
If desire was weak, you simply tormented him to the very end.
Harass him half like torture, and even nonexistent lust would eventually stir awake.
It was a rough method, but a sure one.
Is it because this is a femdom world?
A plausible theory drifted up, but Albert shook his head and answered.
“No. For now I just intend to create the opportunity the moment Lady Wood arrives.”
“Is that so?”
Beatrix seemed to read his intent and said no more.
She trusted Albert, and even if he failed it hardly mattered to her.
In the end it was someone else’s business, completely unrelated to her.
Nor would any failure leave a mark on Albert himself.
“Consort. The young lady has arrived.”
Knock knock.
A maid tapped on the door and announced that the awaited guest was here.
“I’ll be back shortly.”
Albert rose slowly and walked toward the door.
Having their private time stolen was something Beatrix did not particularly welcome, yet the growth of Albert’s influence could only be a good thing.
She even felt a quiet pride in it.
That pride let her steel herself to wait patiently.
She could hardly throw cold water on the flow Albert himself was directing.
“Excuse me? Have relations? Here in the palace?”
In the royal reception room, the young lady in the black dress widened her eyes and raised her voice.
Lina Wood.
Arnold’s wife, and Albert’s guest.
She had been summoned out of the blue and had wondered what it could be about.
The proposal was so absurd she nearly forgot her manners.
Even so, Albert showed not the slightest sign of offense and continued in a calm voice.
“Yes. In my humble opinion…”
From Arnold’s request for an audience to the reason behind it—
The more Albert’s voice reached her, the more Lina’s expression hardened.
Why on earth did he go all the way to the Consort for something like this?
Over something so trivial.
At first, resentment toward Arnold for blowing the matter so far out of proportion welled up.
Living in luxury must have made even his worries luxurious, she thought.
Next came a faint sense of guilt.
It might have been a political marriage, but a spouse was still a spouse.
Had she been too indifferent? The self-reproach settled in.
“…I understand why Your Grace the Consort would say such things.”
After a brief silence, Lina’s tightly closed lips parted a fraction.
“But I still don’t understand why we should share a bed.”
“Because when flesh meets flesh, affection is bound to sprout. Do you… dislike the idea?”
Albert asked, just in case.
Women’s desires were said to run strong, but exceptions always existed.
Fortunately Lina was an average noblewoman—stronger in lust than most ordinary people.
“…It’s not that I dislike it. It’s just so sudden.”
Why am I spilling all this so easily?
Lina felt deep regret and clasped her hands together.
Whether it was her imagination or not, her head even began to throb faintly.
“I see.”
As if greatly relieved, Albert placed a hand over his chest and smiled.
“Then let’s do it right now. There’s no harm in Your Ladyship enjoying relations more often, is there?”
For the sake of children, and for the sake of relieving her own desires.
Albert boldly declared his intention to act at once and stood. Lina had no choice but to rise from her chair as well.
What in the world is going on?
Even knowing the full story she was flustered, yet she could not refuse.
No matter how shamefully embarrassing or suspicious it felt.
Lina let out a long inner sigh and followed after him.
They headed for a guest room with a bed—where Arnold was already waiting.
Arnold rose from his chair without any outward sign of panic and greeted them politely.
“You’ve arrived?”
“Yes. Let’s begin at once.”
When Albert quietly stepped back, Arnold finally showed clear fluster.
He had been given advance warning, yet the reluctance was plain on his face.
Having sex while someone watched was something he simply could not stomach.
I figured as much.
As if he had expected exactly this, Albert twisted his mana.
Blue lines visible only to his eyes twisted and tangled, then snapped—hurling Arnold’s body onto the bed.
“Ugh…!”
Arnold grimaced and groaned.
His body had suddenly floated up and then been slammed down onto the mattress; of course it hurt.
He had been thrown with enough force that the bed creaked and swayed.
Next, blue strands of mana bound both of Arnold’s arms and legs.
Forced into a straight-lying position and bound, Arnold was thoroughly rattled.
Lina was no different.
The magic Albert had unleashed.
Arnold bound to the bed.
Everything had happened so suddenly that both of them were thrown into confusion.
“Consort, please release my husband at once. Even so, this is going too far.”
“Are you certain that’s what you want?”
Lina had been about to protest, then showed a puzzled look instead.
“What do you mean? Of course—”
“Haven’t you been holding yourself back quite a lot?”
Albert cut her off and took one step farther back.
“Holding back?”
Lina turned her head slightly and asked.
Her eyes, previously filled only with bewilderment, now wavered.
Without realizing it, he had struck the bullseye.
“I heard that even after marrying, you never even consummated the wedding night. Even allowing for a political match, isn’t that a bit too distant?”
“Well… we haven’t even been married a full month yet…”
“That’s more than enough time to have shared a bed many times over, isn’t it?”
The more Albert’s whisper continued, the more violently Lina’s eyes trembled.
Without noticing, she found herself listening intently to his voice.
A devil’s whisper.
Anyone watching would have thought exactly that.
“Look.”
Albert’s finger pointed at Arnold lying on the bed.
Lina’s gaze naturally followed the direction of that finger.
“Go. And take him. As his spouse, you have every right.”
“That may be so, but forcing myself on him is still…”
“Afraid he’ll hold a grudge? Then simply make him enjoy it.”
Force herself on him and make him like it?
Was that even possible?
A look of disbelief colored Lina’s face.
As far as she knew, no man enjoyed being forced upon.
Even the men who worked in brothels were the same.
“It’s all right. Just follow my instructions and everything will turn out fine.”
Albert placed a hand on Lina’s back and applied the lightest pressure.
It was so weak it wouldn’t have moved her an inch.
Yet as if she had been forcibly shoved, Lina’s feet carried her forward.
With an expression as though she were under a spell, she slowly began to undress.
The dress slid down and pooled on the floor, leaving her in only her undergarments.
They were white lingerie embroidered with elaborate needlework, made at a capital atelier in the East.
Surprisingly, I’m not getting hard at all.
He had expected that watching a pretty woman strip would naturally make him rise.
Albert glanced down at his completely quiet lower half and tilted his head.
Then he shook it and moved behind Lina.
He set aside the stray thoughts and focused entirely on pushing her forward.
That was the path to melting the emptiness Arnold had been carrying.
Arms folded, Albert spoke in a low voice.
“First, climb onto the bed.”
Lina slowly nodded and did as she was told, mounting the mattress.
The damp desire that had been lurking in her heart lifted its head.
*
Sex among the people of this world was simple.
The man lay still while the woman rode him and rocked her hips.
Being a femdom setting, they knew how to torment men in all sorts of creative ways, yet when it came to actual intercourse there was only the one position.
In this reversed world, men possessed feminine dispositions.
Therefore atmosphere—heating the body thoroughly—was extremely important.
You didn’t just shove it in the moment it got hard; you had to make him ache with need first, then let him taste it.
With Andy he had trained the baron’s daughter to be aggressive and lustful according to her tastes, but…
There’s no need for that this time.
The goal was simply to plant affection through coupling and observe the results.
Still with his arms crossed, Albert calmly watched the two naked figures.
Right now he was a master instructor of sex.
“Roll his balls a little more with your tongue. Lightly tickle his thighs while you’re at it.”
At the instruction, Lina obeyed without a word of complaint.
Soft yet deep kisses disordered his breathing and left him dazed.
Then she stimulated the cock that was beginning to twitch.
It was a fairly successful flow.
“Nngh…!”
When Lina’s tongue touched his balls, Arnold let out a feminine moan.
His cock—smaller than Albert’s—twitched in delight.
I read somewhere that you have to give good foreplay… looks like that was right.
Albert watched with a sense of satisfaction.
Lina carefully took the balls into her mouth and gently rolled them with her tongue.
The stimulation was thrilling yet too weak to bring him to climax, leaving Arnold aching with need.
He was truly getting aroused.
Lina looked at Arnold’s flushed cheeks and felt pleased—
when Albert’s flat voice pierced her ear.
“While you lick, carefully watch the changes in his expression. The moment he looks desperate, start stroking his cock right away.”
If she were willing to swallow the semen as well it would be even better, but most people did not enjoy drinking the fluids of the opposite sex.
Lina was the same, so she decided to stop at licking the balls.
Even among men, those who licked a woman’s folds—so-called pussy-eaters—were not exactly common.
Even amateur dual-hole porn didn’t go that far.
Cases of sucking cock were common enough, though.
Albert corrected the thoughts that had started to veer off track and focused again on the couple’s acts.
Just then Lina was carefully stroking the shaft of the cock with her hand.
“When you stroke upward, it’s better to wet it with saliva first. That way it’s smoother and easier to move.”
Lina hesitated a moment, then licked the shaft to coat it with spit.
After that she stroked it again.
Arnold had long since given up resisting and simply surrendered his body to the flow.
Even if he tried to resist, no one would listen—and the weak stimulation was driving him mad with need.
“Stop.”
When the cock began to twitch more strongly, Albert gave the signal to halt.
Lina seemed to understand why and took her hand away from the shaft.
As a result Arnold’s brow twisted hard.
Stopping right before climax was pure torment.
“It looked like he was about to come, so I told you to stop.”
“Yes. I thought the same.”
Lina nodded in agreement.
The sensation of the shaft rising against her palm was still vivid.
“You’ve made him ache enough. Now go ahead and put it in. You should give him a reward.”
Finally.
The moment the instruction fell, Lina rose up.
While she had been caressing the cock, her own crotch had grown thoroughly wet.
Any reluctance about showing her naked body in front of another person had long since vanished.
All she could think about was wanting that cock inside her belly.
Arnold was the same.
The reason differed, but he no longer had room to care about Albert’s gaze or voice.
Lina had tormented him far too thoroughly.
Gulp.
Lina swallowed dryly and slowly peeled off the undergarments that had covered her crotch.
The sight of saliva-like juices dripping from her folds was vivid before their eyes.
Even looking at that, why am I not getting excited?
Albert tilted his head at his still-motionless cock.
Even as Lina aligned the cock with her entrance and slowly lowered her hips, he felt nothing.
Was it because he was in teaching mode?
The unresolved question pressed heavily on Albert’s mind.
“Haaah…!”
Lina fully swallowed the cock and cried out in ecstasy.
At last she had achieved the sex she had wanted.
An average-sized cock was more than enough to stimulate her sensitive spots.
Moreover Arnold’s looks were quite handsome, so excitement was inevitable.
A first time was always special.
Albert quietly nodded as he watched Lina lost in rapture.