Ciel Midford
“……”
Euphemia, who had stayed up all night, turned her head. The morning was brightening little by little, driving away the darkness. She couldn't even remember how many times she had coquettishly thrown herself into his arms—not out of true flirtation, but out of sheer necessity. But in place of that thick scent of flesh from those moments, the peculiar fishy smell wafting from inside the blankets after their lovemaking…… vaguely reminded her of the heat of the night that had passed.
Drip……
Just from slightly pressing her thighs together, a gush of semen surged back from deep inside her vagina and lewdly trickled out.
Dazed, Euphemia lay in Ferzen's embrace, feeling the bedsheet beneath her buttocks grow wet, as she stared up at the ceiling. Emotions like fear and sorrow, even pity—all seemed to have burned away, leaving nothing behind. Just emptiness.
Perhaps that's why she burrowed even deeper into Ferzen's arms, like a child seeking comfort.
Rustle……
Maybe because she kept fidgeting. Even though it was only 6 a.m., Ferzen awoke from sleep and slowly stroked the back of her head.
“Did you…… stay up all night?”
“Yeah……”
He has sharp eyes, so of course he'd notice something like this right away.
“Today is a workday at the academy. Won't that interfere with your duties? If you want, you can rest……”
“I…… won't let it affect you. So don't worry too much. Even after receiving your seed so many times, here I am, perfectly awake.”
“……”
Ferzen's hand, which had been stroking her hair, paused.
Did I say something wrong?
Euphemia shrank her shoulders and looked up at him.
“It's early, but let's go take a bath. Soaking in hot water will be far more effective at relieving fatigue than a short nap.”
Gently kissing her forehead, he pulled back the blankets.
Flinch.
Exposed to the outside air in her nakedness, Euphemia trembled faintly and curled up in Ferzen's arms as he raised his upper body.
“Ah……”
At that, even more of the undried semen mixed with her own scent, releasing a fishy yet erotic aroma.
“I suppose I should wipe some of it off.”
“I-I'll do it. Give me the towel……”
“No need. I'll handle it. It's not difficult.”
“……”
It's not about easy or difficult.
He knows that full well, yet he insists on doing it this way…… What a terribly stubborn personality.
“Lie back.”
“Um…… I'll spread my legs, so……”
“Euphemia.”
His low voice called her name as he patted the blanket and slightly narrowed his distinctive red eyes.
“Y-Yes…… I understand……”
If he demands submission and obedience even in the smallest, most trivial things……
I have no choice but to comply.
“Eut……”
Like changing a baby's diaper, Ferzen neatly gathered her legs and lifted them, wiping away the thick semen trickling from her vulva down to her anus with a towel.
The shame of exposing her most private parts was one thing, but…… the profound sense of helplessness from not even being able to do such a simple task herself, having to be cared for like an infant, was overwhelming.
“All done.”
Setting aside the semen-soaked towel, Ferzen released his hold on her legs and fetched a blanket from nearby to cover her naked body.
“……”
Seeing him slightly spread his arms, Euphemia awkwardly crawled across the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him scoop her up like a princess.
“Make sure to clean up thoroughly.”
“Understood.”
Opening the door, Ferzen gave a brief order to the maids waiting outside and slowly walked down the corridor to the bathroom.
“Ah……”
There, as he removed the blanket and she looked down at her naked form, Euphemia let out a faint, wry chuckle for a moment.
Not only her collarbone, breasts, and sides, but even around her thighs…… the marks he had left were starkly visible.
“You don't have to do this…… I'm already yours……”
With feeble fingers, tracing each red mark one by one, Euphemia spoke to Ferzen.
“At least…… only on places that can be covered by clothes. The nape of my neck and ankles…… that's too much……”
“Very well. I'll consider that from now on.”
Finishing his undressing, Ferzen replied indifferently, took her hand, and led her into the bathtub.
Splash……
“H-Huh……”
The appropriately warmed hot water melted away the fatigue from their lovemaking, loosening her entire body, and Euphemia let out a soft moan.
“Hngh……!”
But as Ferzen spread her legs apart and slipped his fingers into her vagina to gently scoop out the semen, Euphemia trembled all over, not knowing what to do.
“A-Ahn……”
She cautiously grabbed his wrist, but Ferzen's hand, with its prominent tendons, ignored the feeble resistance and relentlessly stirred inside her vagina, pulling out the thick semen.
“H-Hng……”
His left hand, not toying with her insides, slid up to her lower abdomen and gently pressed down near her uterus.
At that, Euphemia unwittingly clenched her vaginal walls tight!
Her body, thoroughly tamed, was now beginning to feel pleasure even from external pressure on her womb.
Squeeze!
“Ahn……!”
Squeeze!
“Nng……!”
In lewd rhythm, she squeezed and released around Ferzen's middle finger buried inside her, following the pressure on her uterus.
He won't share even the slightest trivial information……
Yet he's so generous in teaching exactly how to derive maximum pleasure from his touch. No, more than teaching—he imprints it on my body so I can never forget.
Shudder!
“H-Hng…………!”
Finally climaxing from the hand pressing her womb and the fingers scraping inside, Euphemia curled her toes tightly and shook her slender waist pitifully.
“……”
Afterward, utterly spent, Euphemia leaned limply into Ferzen's arms, gazing ahead with unfocused, hazy eyes.
“S-Sleepy……”
The warm water felt like a blanket.
Ferzen's embrace felt like a soft bed.
“G-Go to sleep……”
Unable to resist the onrushing drowsiness, she whined like a baby and closed her eyes.
She knew she should bathe properly…… but it was too much effort.
Anyway, I'm just a possessed object. Surely the owner will take care of it.
After all, it's the user's responsibility to put away or clean up a used item properly.
With that, Euphemia buried her face in Ferzen's chest, breathing softly and steadily as she fell into a deep sleep.
“……”
Propping his chin by the carriage window and gazing outside, Ferzen lowered his gaze.
Euphemia, who had fallen asleep in the bathroom, still hadn't woken and lay with her head on his lap, sleeping soundly.
We're almost at the academy. If she doesn't wake up soon, it'll be a problem……
Carrying her from the parking lot to the faculty office—if any students saw that, it wouldn't do to reveal the built-up hostility stacked like those integrated desks.
……
But at this point, does it even matter?
Her self-esteem had already plummeted to rock bottom, to the point where she voluntarily submitted and obeyed him.
“Mm……”
But the moment the carriage passed through the academy's main gate, Euphemia let out a faint moan and woke up.
It was 8:35 a.m. Having slept only about two hours, she looked up at him with weary, decadent eyes, fatigue unrelieved.
Why does that expression feel so…… erotic?
“Why……?”
As she sat up and tidied her disheveled hair, Euphemia sensed his gaze and made a troubled face.
“P-People outside…… might see……”
As he closed the distance beside her, Euphemia flinched and tried to dissuade him with what she thought was a reasonable excuse.
“Mmph……”
But carriage windows were fundamentally for looking out from inside, not peeking in from outside.
It wasn't impossible, but who would be so rude and ill-mannered……
“……”
Someone was.
Just in case, as he kissed her and glanced out the window, Uriel was descending from the Alfred family carriage—marked with purple petal crests—and their eyes met.
If she had any sense, she'd leave quickly.
Instead, she stared as if he were at fault for kissing in a public place, not averting her gaze until the end, like she was scolding him.
“Ha……”
Exasperated, he pulled his head back, and Uriel had already turned toward the main building and vanished.
She struts around with those ridiculously huge breasts bouncing, yet complains about a kiss inside a carriage? What kind of hypocrisy is that?
Screech……
Pushing her wheelchair to the front of the lecture hall, Lizzy reached out to open the door, but a man's hand suddenly appeared to do it for her.
Turning her head, she saw a classmate named Ropen, who usually didn't even greet her.
“……”
Ever since the Claudia and Alfred families' marriage…… no, precisely since Ferzen had attended.
Since that day, more and more people had been offering her blatantly obvious, contrived kindness.
“Thank you.”
Of course, those offering such artificial courtesy were from lesser noble houses with weak influence.
From their perspective, marrying a disabled woman who couldn't even walk properly offered a chance to tie into the Claudia family, which was showing faint signs of revival.
It was repulsive…… but Lizzy was satisfied enough that she now held strategic marriage value.
Entering the lecture hall, it was 8:50 a.m.
She expected him to arrive soon, but surprisingly, a green-haired woman appeared first.
Most students looked puzzled, not knowing who she was, but Lizzy recognized her immediately.
She had seen her at the cathedral during the ceremony.
And she was the one who had made Lizzy's birthday the most miserable.
“I am……”
Euphemia's self-introduction followed.
Hearing it, Lizzy bit her lip.
Now……
Even here at the academy, must I watch your happy moments?
How much of your true face does that woman even know?
What a joke.
She, his wife, knows less about Ferzen than I do.
And that infuriated Lizzy beyond measure.
He's hiding those unacceptable sides precisely because they shouldn't be shown, isn't he?
So why did he reveal them to me?
Lizzy couldn't understand.
Was it because the Claudia family was a toy-like house compared to Brutein—something to trample and shatter at will?
But Ruerg was just a trash-tier territory even more remote than Claudia.
So why was she receiving such warm love from him, not abuse?
“Lizzy Paul Liana Claudia.”
Hearing her name called for roll, Lizzy stared straight at Euphemia.
“Here.”
As she responded, Euphemia met her gaze, taking her in with her eyes.
To remember her clearly, linked to the name.
Yes, never forget.
Etch my current self vividly into your mind.
Here lies the life of a woman thoroughly broken and shattered by your husband, Ferzen von Schweig Brutein.
Afterward, Ferzen entered and began the lecture…… but Lizzy heard not a single word of his voice in her ears.