NMRJKM Chapter 79 (R-19 Version)

 

“W-Well, a sinner obviously can’t…”

“Then if you’re not a sinner, it’s fine.”

“Well, that’s true, but I already am a sinner!”

Carlothian fell silent for a moment, as if lost in thought. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth.

“The claim that you didn’t curse Dorothea.”

I involuntarily blinked in surprise.

“What do you mean by that…”

I thought I knew what was coming next. No way, surely not. Not now.

“It’s starting to feel like the truth.”

“…”

I looked up at him, still shocked. There was not a hint of falsehood in Carlothian’s eyes.

 

☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓

 

Carlothian had a lot on his mind. It all started with the poisoning incident at the palace of Princess Yermondi.

The conversation he had with Dorothea back then was vivid in his memory. The only one who could have moved the maid at that moment was Princess Yermondi; no one else.

Carlothian began to think back to the very beginning, to that first moment.

‘I didn’t curse the saint!’

The voice that had cried out desperately as she was being dragged away by the palace knights came to mind. Her eyes were filled with tears, but he had looked at her with contempt.

She was pointed out as the culprit in the Crown Princess curse incident because she had handed over the item that served as the medium for the curse to Dorothea.

A necklace made of blue jewels. Dorothea, who didn’t have a good relationship with Ariadeline, happily accepted it, believing it was a token of reconciliation.

‘Ahhh—!’

“There’s a monster in the crown princess’s room!”

That very night, it manifested as a “curse” and attacked Dorothea. Naturally, as a saint, Dorothea managed to fend off the curse, but the wounds to her heart were unimaginable.

Thus, Ariadeline was immediately stripped of her noble status and exiled outside the capital.

‘And…’

Many nobles expressed their dissatisfaction at the fact that Ariadeline’s punishment was merely losing her title and being cast out of the capital.

Carlothian was also quite dissatisfied with this fact. However, he later learned something from Dorothea.

“Ariadeline’s family, that is, the Atlosia family, decided to hand over a territory with a diamond mine to the crown prince.”

Yes, that arrangement had been made due to the circumstances of the nobles. At the time, he couldn’t understand the Crown Prince’s actions, but now he felt relieved that they had found a way to spare Ariadeline.

“Why… why did you suddenly think of that?”

Ariadeline’s trembling voice reached him. Carlothian paused his thoughts and looked down at her.

Her pupils were shaking violently, and she was asking him a question with a desperate look.

Until now, no one had doubted that she was the villainess. No one had believed in her innocence.

Amid all this, Ariadeline was earnestly hoping for something from Carlothian, who was the first to say such words to her.

“…Do you know what a curse is?”

“Y-yes, it’s like that monster that just appeared.”

“Have you ever used a curse?”

“……”

Ariadeline’s lips trembled slightly. Her eyebrows furrowed, contorting as if she was worried about something.

She found it difficult to speak.

She felt that if she didn’t receive the answer she wanted from him, it would hurt her heart a little.

“Uh, no, I haven’t.”

“I thought so.”

Just a moment ago, she had said that even after fending off the curse, she hadn’t known it was a curse. If that was an act, Ariadeline could become a legendary actress.

Carlothian began to nurture the suspicions he had held since the princess’s palace.

“What if…”

“…Yes?”

“If I asked you to tell me everything from the beginning?”

“…Yes.”

“Can you tell me everything?”

Ariadeline’s voice, which had been answering, suddenly stopped. Carlothian was watching her expression closely. Ariadeline seemed to be hiding her face, which was contorted as if she were about to cry, with her hands.

“It’s okay.”

Carlothian gently lowered her hands, bent down, and pressed his forehead against hers.

“I’ll believe you.”

“…That’s a lie.”

“I will believe you.”

At his firm voice, Ariadeline finally shed a tear.

Carlothian felt foolish for his past self. He hadn’t even thought to listen to her voice. He had never looked back at her.

‘You must have been really lonely too.’

Although her words from some time ago had soothed his emptiness, he hadn’t even thought to reach out first.

“It might be too late, but…”

Her tears endlessly soaked her pale cheeks. Her tears were akin to his own screams.

The madness he had endured alone for so long. The screams he had gritted his teeth and swallowed were not much different from the silent tears Ariadeline was shedding.

Nights that were so agonizing that dying seemed preferable. Perhaps Ariadeline had felt those lonely nights just as intensely.

He, who could never show his weaknesses to anyone.

Ariadeline, who held a truth that no one believed.

Perhaps they were the only ones who could fully understand each other’s pain.

He recalled the days he spent with her. Slowly, without realizing it, his loneliness had begun to fade.

It was foolish to realize it so late.

Carlothian kissed the corners of Ariadeline’s tear-streaked eyes. Her body trembled slightly.

He wanted to understand her, just as she had comforted him. And he wanted to believe in her.

Just like she had taken away his pain.

He wanted to absorb all her pain and make the suffering and loneliness she had endured until now disappear.

“Please tell me.”

He lightly kissed her tear-stained cheek.

“Please.”

At those words, Ariadeline’s tears didn’t stop; instead, they began to flow even more.

Carlothian held her as if to soothe her and kissed her hair. Ariadeline clung to his neck, dampening his collar with her tears.

She couldn’t stop crying until he laid her down in the duchess’s bedroom. He held her for a long time, trying to comfort her.

After crying a little longer, Ariadeline peeked out from his embrace and said,

“Do you really believe me?”

“Of course. I don’t lie.”

“I know, but…”

Ariadeline spoke with a trembling voice.

“Why do you believe me only now? It’s too, too late.”

If he said he had come to believe her now, would she trust him?

If she was already shaken by the word he had just said, what would happen if he confessed his feelings?

So, instead of telling her, Carlothian decided to show her directly. Slowly, so she wouldn’t be surprised. But clearly.

“The one who cursed Princess Dorothea was…”

And then the words he had expected.

“It’s Princess Yermondi.”

Instead of confirming, Carlothian pressed his lips to her nape.

Warm kisses followed, as if to comfort her. Ariadeline took several light, shallow breaths before continuing.

“The princess, um, the princess is going to marry you…”

“…There were indeed some rumors about that.”

He never expected it to have originated directly from her side.

Carlothian slowly traced her shoulder with his lips, pulling down her nightgown. The exposed shoulder was so thin and delicate. Carlothian frowned and lowered his hand.

“So, to get rid of me, who married you for political reasons…”

Ariadeline shrank away from the unfamiliar touch, her shoulders huddled together. The hesitant hand that had been trying to push him away stopped, and her already thin shoulders seemed to shrink even further.

Carlothian slowly got up and loomed over her, looking down at her with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

“If someone says they believe you, do you just let them have their way like this?”

“W-what, should I scream and resist? Is that your preference?”

“…That’s not what I meant.”

She spoke with a surprising firmness, but Carlothian could tell she had not truly accepted him, only refrained from rejecting him.

But since the opportunity had come, he had no intention of missing it.

 

☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓

 

Why is my heart throbbing like this when it’s not even my business? I asked myself. The lips that say they believe me and the gaze looking straight at me shook me to my core.

You doubted me. You didn’t trust me. Why are you saying you believe me now? I wanted to ask that, but the words that came out were entirely different.

“Do you really believe me?”

My voice trembled. I honestly didn’t care about the false accusations against Ariadeline. Living with Carlothian was undoubtedly comfortable, but I believed I could survive without him.

As long as I had my song, as long as I could sing with my own voice, I could keep going.

Even if people called me a villain, even if they threw stones at me, calling me a witch, I could sing, I could make sounds, and…

I burst into tears, and they wouldn’t stop. Why was I crying? What was so sad about it? I wasn’t a villain; I wasn’t Ariadeline.

But the tears wouldn’t stop. The arms that held me seemed so gentle. And so I cried and cried, staining his shirt collar with my tears.

When he said he believed me, why did I cry so much? Why was I so moved by his voice, which said he believed me, even though I wasn’t Ariadeline?

Even if the one he believes was actually Ariadeline and not me, this warmth directed at me was an irresistible temptation.

His displeased face disappeared beneath my skirt, and I had to bite my lip.

Will this man be unable to get married because of me? No, there’s no way someone as great as him can’t find a partner.

“Ugh…”

Ah, look at this. There’s no way anyone could refuse this.

 

☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓

 

Carlothian grabbed Ariadeline’s thighs, them apart, and immediately pushed his head under her skirt.

Ariadeline, flustered, tightly gripped the hem of her skirt and pulled it down. But there was nothing she could do about the intruder, who had already pushed his face in.

“Ca, Carlothian, what are you doing…!”

Her body twitched once. It was because a soft flesh had touched her underwear. It was definitely his tongue.

“W, wait, just a moment.”

But contrary to her wishes, Carlothian’s lips moved deeper into her underwear.

“Eek…!”

She let go of her skirt and covered her mouth with her hand.

His tongue began to move gently, tracing the contours of her flesh through the thin fabric. Ariadeline’s breathing quickened slightly.

Her underwear became damp. It was unclear whether it was from Carlothian’s saliva or something else.

The soft flesh moved slowly, with only a thin layer of fabric in between. The tongue that had been tracing the inner crack of flesh soon lightly sucked on the upper part of the crack.

“Ah…!”

Rustle, rustle. The sound of the sheets and pajamas rubbing against each other continued. Carlothian now finds the strangely sticky fabric annoying.

He gently pulled down the small piece of fabric that covered her intimate area with his teeth.

“N-no, not yet…!”

As the thin fabric that had been barely protecting her disappeared, Ariadeline squeezed her thighs together, embarrassed to be seen.

Carlothian naturally slipped out from between her thighs and removed the now useless underwear, tossing it behind the bed.

“Oh, no. No. It’s, it’s my first time…”

“It’s your first time.”

“No, the person who’s doing it for the first time…”

“This isn’t enough.”

With those words, he gently spread Ariadeline’s tightly closed knees and gazed at the fully exposed area below.

“I can barely see anything.”

“Ah, just don’t look…”

“Try lifting it a little.”

He bent down with a gentle voice and kissed the inside of her thigh. She could feel his hot breath.

“Should I beg for it?”

At his words, Ariadeline tightly gripped the hem of her skirt and hid her face behind the back of her hand.

Naturally, the hem of her skirt lifted, exposing what lay beneath. Only then, satisfied, Carlothian bent his waist and could once again press his mouth against her wet area.

His warm tongue licked the slit and soon touched the slightly swollen part above.

“Ah…!”

Ariadeline gasped for air and pushed the sheet away with one foot. Her toes trembled.

“I, wait. Ah.”

Her face turned bright red. As she bit her lip hard due to the sudden surge of pleasure, her lower lip swelled red.

The place he touched with his tongue also became swollen and inflamed.

Satisfied that she was feeling it properly, Carlothian pushed his tongue deep into the fleshy crack and licked upward.

At the wicked, sweeping sensation, Ariadeline’s waist trembled. Carlothian didn’t stop there and soon lightly scratched that spot with the tip of his tongue.

“Ah, hic…!”

She tried to move her legs, but Carlothian grabbed the back of her knees and spread her legs further apart.

“Carlothian. I, wait, really, just a little, no.”

“Hmm.”

He licked the fluid flowing along the fleshy crack and then gently licked the surface of the hole where the fluid was coming out.

She felt a tingling sensation in her toes from the feeling. For some reason, the area near the hole also felt tight.

“This feels… weird.”

Carlothian didn’t respond. He was too busy burying his face in her lower half.

He inserted his tongue into the opening, licking and sucking the inner walls. As he did so, Ariadeline’s already narrow passage became even tighter.

Carlothian knew that she was too tense and needed to relax. He thought that he needed to ease her tension, so he licked the swollen clitoris with his tongue and lightly touched the opening with his thick fingers.

Her legs trembled wildly. Ariadeline looked down, her eyes unfocused, and saw Carlothian’s face buried in her lower half.

‘This is too much for me to handle.’

She felt like her vision was spinning, and in the midst of it all, one of his fingers slipped smoothly into her opening.

The lubricated passage easily accepted the finger, and Carlothian licked the clitoris while moving his finger in and out.

Squish, squelch.

The sound of wetness began to fill the air.

Ariadeline felt her toes curling up at the strange tingling sensation in her opening.

“When, when will you stop licking…”

She asked, feeling embarrassed, but Carlothian didn’t lift his head from under her skirt for a while.

The sound of wetness continued to echo, accompanied by the rustling of fabric.

After a while, Carlothian finally lifted his head, and his face, which had been buried under her skirt, was revealed. He looked at Ariadeline’s face, which was beet red.

His wet lips curved into a smile.

☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓

The man who had been buried under my skirt for a while finally lifted his head. But.

“Hic…!”

The sound of squelching continued to echo.

He kissed the nape of my neck while slowly pushing his finger inside. Even with just one thick finger, the inner hole tightened and squirmed.

“Uh, ah…”

The inside of the hole felt ticklish. I wanted him to do it a little harder. But I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud, so I tightly gripped the hem of his shirt.

“Ca, Carlothian.”

“What’s wrong?”

“A-ah, it’s too… ticklish…”

For a moment, he met my eyes. I unconsciously held my breath at the desire flickering in his black pupils.

“It’s ticklish, huh?”

“No, that’s not it. Ah…”

Another finger pushed in. The hole stretched tight. I could hear Carlothian quietly cursing under his breath.

“Damn it, at this rate, when…”

I could hear the impatience in his voice. I wanted to tell him to just put it in, but honestly, I didn’t have the confidence.

I could barely handle two fingers, so how was he going to put everything in?

Carlothian spread his fingers inside the hole, overflowing with love juices to the point of soaking the sheets, like scissors.

This made my toes tremble. I panted heavily. Carlothian seemed to realize it wasn’t going to work and briefly removed his fingers from below.

“Ha…”

He wiped the corner of his mouth and took off the dress that was still hanging awkwardly.

Ah, um. I don’t know how to say this while you’re showing him my lower body, but showing the upper body is also a little embarrassing.

But I couldn’t say that now, so I had no choice but to entrust my clothes to his hands.

Slip. Plop.

The dress was completely removed, and I was fully naked.

Ah, too, too much.

I covered my face with both hands. Carlothian’s gaze was so intense.

“Don’t look at me like that…”

“How can I not?”

He pushed his waist between my thighs and slowly grabbed my breast with his large hand.

My body trembled. He gently massaged my breasts, trying to calm me down. Then he leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth.

“Ah…!”

As I stiffened my shoulders, he reassured me by gently rubbing the tender flesh with his tongue.

His palm slowly rubbed my breast. The erect nipple was caught on his rough palm, causing a jolt of sensation each time. Carlothian gently licked my breast and then lightly bit the tip.

“Ah…”

Despite my pained moan, he didn’t stop gently scraping with his teeth.

It was a little painful, but strangely, I didn’t dislike the sensation. I arched my back as he nibbled on the tip of my nipple and then sucked hard enough to make a slurping sound.

“Ahhh…!”

He avoided the wet areola and now kissed and gently bit the flesh beneath my breast.

The saliva-soaked nipple stood erect in the air, and I felt the cold air. All of this was intense stimulation for me.

The tip of my nipple and lower body were tingling. I grabbed his collar and started urging him on.

“N, now, just…”

“No. Not yet.”

He said that even though I was soaking wet below. It was no use pouting and whining. He persistently rubbed my fleshy crack, waiting for me to be fully ready.

No, he didn’t just wait for me to be ready.

Thick fingers pried open the crack and probed the dark, gaping hole. Soon, he pressed his palm against it and began to slowly rub the protruding bump.

“Ugh, ah…! Hic!”

I couldn’t help but moan and twist my waist at the sensation. Carlothian gently nibbled my nipple as he rapidly thrust into me.

“T, this is weird; wait a moment…!”

My head was thrown back. I panted, my toes trembling. He bit the tip of my breast.

I felt something pouring out from below. The sticky fluid dirtied his palm.

I panted and slumped limply. I saw Carlothian looking down at his drenched palm.

All the strength left my body. It felt like I had been running for a long time. I heard my heart pounding. I could feel the throbbing in my fingertips and toes.

“Ha, ha. Carlothian, you’re too…”

I was about to say that he was too much, but before I could finish, Carlothian quietly inserted his hips between my legs. I flinched and glanced down.

At some point, he had unbuttoned his pants and was now thrusting into me. The sensation of his member rubbing against my clitoris, which was still swollen from our previous encounter, made my toes tingle.

“Ah, ah, not so… fast.”

“Ariadeline.”

He bent his waist and whispered in my ear. I hiccuped once.

How could I possibly tell him to stop when he spoke to me in that voice?

I held back my welling tears and hugged his neck. Taking that as permission, he slowly brought his member to my slippery entrance.

“Uh…”

The sensation was different from when he used his fingers. As I trembled, he kissed my ear and cheek, slowly thrusting into me.

“Ah…!”

His member slid in.

“Ah, uh…”

Fortunately, it didn’t hurt. But the feeling of being stretched and the sensation of depth were unfamiliar.

The fact that someone else was inside me was a little scary. As if he knew that, he kissed me gently and soothed me.

“It’s okay.”

“Mmm…”

When I nodded, he kissed my eyes and slowly started to move his waist.

With each movement of his waist, there was a squelching, wet sound. That sound made my already flushed face burn even hotter.

I was so embarrassed that the sound was coming from my lower half. I buried my face tightly against his shoulder and clung to him.

Because his waist was moving slowly, I could still bear it. I reflexively tightened my insides, but then he flinched, so I tried to relax.

As I relaxed, he thrust his waist a little faster.

Squelch, squelch. Squish. Squish.

It felt like my ears would burst. A tingling sensation rose from the top of my entrance. Ah, this—what is this feeling? It was similar to when he stimulated my clitoris.

Unknowingly, I slightly moved my waist along with his movements. He paused for a moment and then looked down at me with a stern expression.

“Why, what’s wrong?”

He pressed my arms down beside my head and muttered as he looked at me.

“You’re not doing it right…”

I retorted, indignant.

“Y, you’re a virgin too…!”

Then he thrust his waist all the way out, making me tremble with the sensation of his member scraping against my inner walls.

“But the fact that it’s driving me crazy is funny.”

And then he thrust back in with one push. From then on, he started poking inside without any consideration.

“Uh, ah, aah, ah!”

With each high and fast movement of his waist, sticky, wet sounds were heard. Moans constantly escaped from my mouth. I couldn’t keep my mouth closed.

Even when I tried to bite my lip, the sensation of his member thrusting into me made my mouth open wide.

“Eek, hic! Uh…”

My lower half was so hot. I clung to him, scratching his back. My whole body tensed, and my toes and fingertips trembled. In the midst of this, a gradually electrifying sensation rose from the entrance where his member was rubbing vigorously, spreading throughout my body.

When he thrust deep inside me again like that,

“Euk, ah…!”

I twisted my waist and rubbed the back of my head against the pillow. It was a tingling pleasure that made me grit my teeth. Tears welled up and fell from my eyes.

“Guh…!”

As I tightened my insides, he frowned and forced his way deeper into me. Ah, it seemed to be penetrating even deeper.

“Just a little bit, just a little bit more.”

Carlothian whispered to me and thrust his member a few more times into my gaping insides.

“Ha, ah, ang, aah…!”

With my half-blurred vision, I somehow clung to him, clenching my teeth as his member pushed through my flesh.

Squelch, plop!

And at that moment, he quickly thrust his waist into me. Moans erupted like cries. He wildly stirred inside me and then swiftly pulled his member out.

“Guh, ha…”

He collapsed on top of me, and I gasped, bearing his heavy weight.

Is, is it over?

I didn’t have the strength to even twitch a fingertip. I slowly blink and look at him.

“Ge, get off me. You’re heavy.”

As I struggled, he briefly turned his head to look at my profile and whispered.

“I haven’t heard all of your story yet.”

“Huh, uh?”

I looked at him in disbelief. He smiled slightly, tightly embraced my waist, and nibbled my breast.

“Let’s hear it from now on.”

“Ah, no, I can’t anymore…!”

But he never let me go, and I had to continuously spill out the events I experienced and the emotions I felt to him.

The night grew deeper.

The kiss I had with him right before I was half-passed out was damp.

 

TL/N:

Hereee! I unlocked it. Don’t get mad. I’m sorrryy!