Chapter 12
Sis, who was staring at the red-hot fireplace, realized belatedly that he was worried about her. The sharp tone of his words was close to a rebuke, but the worry inside was clear.
It was a bit of a strange and heartbreaking experience. It was an extension of the excitement I felt when talking to Alexis. Talking to someone, feeling someone’s concern, all these everyday things came to Sis as an overwhelming feeling.
Because she was lonely all along.
She was always alone in the midst of the loneliness of change, leaving her beloved family behind, and those who lived a fixed lifespan passing by like the wind. Her life, like a sandy beach where no one left footprints, had no meaning. She couldn’t figure out what she had done wrong to deserve such a cursed life.
So I decided to die. I approached him to end this life with my own hands.
But ironically, as she grew closer to Alexis, she was experiencing one by one what she had wanted all her life. She desperately wanted to be ordinary, as she lived a life different from others.
It had only been two weeks since she had known him, but these two ordinary weeks with him were more valuable and precious than hundreds of years of her life all alone.
Anyway, once I achieved my goal, I had to break up with him. Even if I didn’t want to, there was no other way. I would disappear from this world forever. But it was hard to keep thinking about my breakup with Alexis. The end with him gave her a feeling that it shouldn’t happen, that it was hard to accept.
“Master, I brought you clothes and a towel.”
The servant left behind a neat dress, his clothes, and a towel.
Alexis draped a towel over her damp hair. Water was dripping from his own hair, but the way he took care of her first, without paying any attention to it, shook Sis’s heart again.
“Why don’t you take off your dress?”
He glanced down as he wiped away her wet red hair. Sis nodded and took a step back from him. She reached for the buttons of her dress as if she was going to take it off at any moment, but Alexis, who was standing right in front of her, didn’t move at all. Sis, who had assumed that he would naturally leave, was a little flustered.
“Are you going to stay here?”
Alexis raised the corners of his mouth as if he heard something funny.
“Why are you embarrassed now when I have already seen everything?”
When he came out so confidently, Sis was left speechless. Alexis grabbed her shoulder and turned her around, feeling frustrated with her standing still, holding onto her button. Sis suddenly had to turn her back to him.
“I’ll wipe your hair, so take it off quickly.”
Sis burst out laughing for a moment. It was because it felt ridiculous that he, a duke, would do something that only a servant would do. On top of that, wasn’t he wet? It would be quite funny to see him wiping her hair while revealing his lustful muscles under his tight-fitting shirt. Still, Sis quickly suppressed her laughter, fearing that she might hurt his feelings.
He unbuttoned her wet dress one by one. The heavy fabric didn’t flow smoothly as usual, but clumsily.
Something gently grabbed the clothes hanging from her shoulders and pulled them down. It was Alexis’s hand. The dress, soaking wet and completely useless as clothing, fell to her feet.
While I was wondering whether I should take off the chemise I was wearing underneath, the towel that was drying my hair moved away.
“You are originally like this.”
In an instant, a large hand shot out from behind and caressed her thigh.
“Don’t you have any sense of caution?”
It seemed as if he was asking her what she believed in and why she took off her dress in front of a man. Sis flinched at the sudden contact and stammered as she opened her mouth.
“Because it’s your highness… … .”
“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?”
“… …What are you trying to do?”
“If what you’re thinking is true, then maybe.”
His voice became muddy as if it were the floor. The atmosphere became strange in an instant. His hand squeezed the inside of her thigh as if he was trying to leave a mark, then released it. A strange heat flowed between her legs that his hand had not reached. A subtle tickling sensation ran down her back.
Alexis gently brushed her hair to one side. The dark black hair touched her bare, thin shoulders, and then his lips fell like rain.
Sis gulped because the sound of her heartbeat seemed louder than the sound of the rain filling the living room.
He bit the string of her chemise and pulled it down. The feeling of the fabric brushing against skin overlapped with the sound of her heart pounding.
Taking off her dress was a blink of an eye, but the chemise flowed down her body at an incredibly slow pace. The slow pace made her chest feel tight and her fingertips twitch. No, she couldn’t tell if it was because of the speed or the man standing behind her. Suddenly, Sis’s ears turned red as she stood naked in front of him.
Alexis pulled her back by the waist. The cold shirt pressed against her spine, curling her shoulders. At the same time, Sis felt something poking her lower buttocks. Sis knew what it was without even having to look, and squeezed her eyes shut.
Alexis rested his chin on her shoulder and grabbed her round chest.
“You are too plain.”
His callused fingertips scratched at her prominent nipples.
“Ugh.”
“You said you enjoyed fucking me so much, but you’re usually so quiet.”
“That, that is… … .”
The crimson grains rolled in his hands slowly gained strength and became sharp. Despite the change, the hands that flicked and pinched her nipples only became more persistent. Sis turned her head and moaned at the thrilling pleasure that spread every time the nipple was twisted.
“Yes.”
While one hand was eagerly teasing her breast, the other slowly moved downwards, digging deep between her legs. Long fingers slid across her bare vaginal opening.
“Look at this.”
The finger that had been stroking her vagina came closer to her face. One joint of his finger was slightly wet.
“Since when have you been this wet?”
A mischievous laughter mixed with the sound of rain softly rang in my ears.
In fact, it was from the moment she became aware of his presence that her legs began to feel hot. More specifically, it was from the moment Alexis started acting so sensually that it reminded her of the previous night.
Sis felt ashamed of the fruits of her excitement that had come so close to her nose. However, she could not ignore the presence of the thing poking her buttocks, so she could not remain embarrassed alone.
“Your Majesty… … standing like this.”
She shook her waist slightly as if trying to stimulate him. Then, his hands holding her breasts tightened. The hands that were holding her breasts so tightly that it hurt, were now stimulating a strong sexual urge. Alexis sucked her love juice-covered his fingers with his lips.
“That’s right.”
The sound of the slap felt even more obscene when contrasted with the still sound of rain.
“I had an erection while you were wet.”
The timing was ambiguous. Was he referring to when her dress got wet from the rain, or when her legs were wet enough to stick to his fingers?
Actually, that didn’t matter. What mattered was that they both got on well even in the pouring cold rain.
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“Ugh… … .”
My mind was reeling as if it had been plunged into a barrel of alcohol. The reason my mind, which had been clear until just a moment ago, was now so confused might have been because of the hot act that seemed to be burning me.
He glanced down at Sis, who was lying naked on the living room sofa, not wearing a single thread. Between her legs spread open, his dark hair, as dark as night, was strangely tangled. Every time his hair shook, it made a swaying sound.
“Ah… … Huh.”
The tongue that had been licking the flesh glistening with liquid slowly dug into the moist hole. Her toes curled up and her waist tightened. Her spine tingled as if a snake was crawling on fire.
Sis lifted his chin and looked at the ceiling. The ceiling with its elegant patterns rotated around. The corners of her eyes, where all the heat had gathered, felt hot as if they had been crushed.
“Stop, yes, Your Majesty… … !”
I wanted to close my legs wide open towards the ceiling in embarrassment, but I couldn’t because he was holding me tightly with his hands. In fact, I didn’t have time to pay attention to my legs. The passion he was giving me was more intense than the fireplace burning in the distance.
“You wouldn’t have forgotten my name by now, would you?”
He opened his mouth as if to question her, repeatedly pushing in and out his thick tongue and gently rolling her clitoris with his hand. Sis, who had been blinking slowly, only then remembered that he did not like being called as duke during sex.
The tongue that had been poking down there as if punishing her became even more daring. The sound of her groaning grew louder as her excitement exceeded its limit. Sis, who didn’t know what to do with the eerie pleasure, put her hand through his hair and panted for a long time. Whether outside or inside the mansion, it was chaos with wet, wet sounds.
“Ah, uh… … ugh!”
The hole, ripe like a seasonal fruit, tightened and flowed ecstatically whenever his tongue went deep inside. Sis writhed her body lustfully in pleasure as her lower abdomen throbbed. Alexis, not liking her struggles, put both of her slender legs on his shoulders.
Her lower body, which had been toyed with by his tongue, became mushy. Her head was also melting and she couldn’t continue her thoughts. The saliva that she couldn’t swallow due to the thrill that stimulated her nervous system trembled and flowed down her lips and chin. As if her reason had broken down, she couldn’t control her body as she wanted today.
She felt the tongue that had been poking her insides shallowly slip away. Sis absentmindedly lowered her unfocused gaze and met his eyes with hers, who was still buried in her vagina.
When she flinched and shook her shoulders, Alexis calmly stuck out his tongue and licked her succulent labia for a long time. Her face turned bright red at the stimulating sight. At that change, Alexis stretched out the corners of his mouth and bit her wet mound.
