The Marquis of Rodian and The Iron Wall Lady

Smut incoming!

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The effect of the aphrodisiac used by Viola Galloway was incredibly powerful. Contact without sexual nuance was immediately replaced by stimulation, and even the voice calling her name rang in the ear.

Edith gasped and shook her head in uncontrollable heat. The Marquis of Rodian, who embraced Edith, Alpheus held her face rubbing against his chest. Edith’s lips widened as the palms of his gloved hands supported her chin and his fingers pressed against her cheek.

The saliva that had accumulated in her mouth flowed down with a deep moan. 

“Mmmm…”

“Wake up, Edith. Edith Argyle!”

Her senses had reached their limits. It was as if the eyes were underwater, and a sharp tinnitus and nothing else was heard.

Touching her body stimulated her to hurt no matter what part he touched, even her hair sticking to her face.

The only thing that was functioning relatively normally was her hearing. So she was able to realize that the person calling her name was a marquis. Edith desperately tried to regain her composure.

“Eut, eung, Your… Excellency.”

“Yes, it is me. What happened? I came because you didn’t come out for more than two hours.”

“…Gall, oway… In the… In the tea… ugh.”

It was an inaccurate pronunciation, but that alone was enough to guess the situation. The marquis gritted his teeth with a low swear. And the arm holding Edith tightened. As the strong arms tightened around her from both sides, her spine tingled. Edith trembled, exhaling a moist breath.

“Ha, ah… Hak!”

“You must wake up, Edith.”

“Oh… no……”

She twisted her body and tried to hold out until the end, but the words she had barely made were crushed by her tongue. Her consciousness began to subside as if even the last string had become loose. 

“Oh, goodness!”

As Edith twisted her waist and pressed her chest against him, the marquis immediately noticed that something was seriously wrong with her. Uttering a curse, he supported her back and hips, and quickly stood up. Despite Edith squirming like a child, he applied pressure to her back to keep her still. She trembled, leaning her chin on his shoulder.

“Not here, hang in there.”

“Eung… Feels like… I’m going to… die… Ah, ah.”

The marquis frowned.

It was because the breath that seemed to melt wet the back of his neck. Bang. The marquis started running in a hurry after kicking the door. As he held Edith in his arms, her body trembled, accompanied by indistinguishable sounds, whether screams or moans. Edith’s memory was completely cut off from there. When she began to see again, she found herself lying on the marquis’s bed.

“Heu…”

But before recognizing that it was the marquis’s bed, strange sensations rushed in. Just as she thought her legs felt chilly, an immense stimulation unexpectedly came from an area she never anticipated. Hot liquid trickled down from deep within her flesh. The sensation of the fluid flowing between her legs was intensely vivid and overwhelming.

She squeezed her legs together in an attempt to close the gap, but her thighs did not touch. Something was wedged in between. It wasn’t leather, and certainly not human flesh either.

However, it was soft, smooth, and moved gracefully as if it were alive. That something gently poked at the swollen area as if it were about to burst. Oh, my goodness. It felt like a lightning bolt piercing through her entire body. Edith jolted her waist and let out a scream.

“Huueeong!”

Something that touched the swollen flesh slightly receded. But it wasn’t completely far from Edith. It stopped at a moderate distance, grazing the tender skin inside the thigh. And clearly, she heard words looking inside her legs.

“I guess I need to touch the sensitive parts…”

“…Wh, wh… o… Uhng.”

“…Edith, are you awake? Do you know who I am?”

The urgent voice that was putting her to sleep was familiar to her ears. Edith forced open her dim eyes. At first, it was out of focus, but after a few persistent blinks, she managed to discern the outline of things. 

“Who… I don’t, know…”

However, it was not enough to recognize the opponent’s face.

Edith, who had exerted force on her neck, turned her head back again. Thud, her head sank into the pillow. When she regained her composure and looked again, her lower abdomen still felt hot, as if it were on fire. It seemed that she couldn’t do anything without relieving this heat. She crossed her legs and let out an incomprehensible whine.

“I… Ha, it’s hot…”

“Oh no.”

The man sitting at Edith’s leg, the Marquis of Rodian, clicked his tongue. 

“Seems like the effect of the aphrodisiac hasn’t worn off yet.”

He pulled out his hand between Edith’s legs. And his face distorted. His white gloves were wet with a woman’s sticky wetness, and the smell of fresh and fishy stabbed his nose.

“Hey, Edith.”

“Yes…”

“I don’t want to hold you like this.”

Though Edith, tormented by the drug, couldn’t hear the words, the marquis resolutely spoke his mind. It seemed that he couldn’t bear the situation unless he expressed those words, rather than expecting her to hear them.

“I’m trying to alleviate it, even if just a little, to ease your discomfort. So, it’s inevitable to feel, well, resentful, but still… Anyway, forgive me.”

From the time he came to the bedroom with Edith in his arms, until now, the marquis was trying to dispel the aphrodisiac ingredient that had engulfed her body.

He untied the tight underwear around her waist and removed the garter belt and stockings from her legs to ease her breathing.

Her skirt was pulled up over her waist, revealing her underwear, which he couldn’t bear to take off and pulled back slightly. And slowly, the heavily swollen and pleading feminine area was stimulated.

Unable to bear witnessing the reddened flesh trembling and spreading, she tightly closed her eyes. However, the artificially induced desire, intensified by the potent aphrodisiac, couldn’t be satisfied to that extent alone.

Edith’s consciousness returned thanks to her proximity to climax once or twice, but she was still unable to think rationally.

“I don’t think there will be an end to solving this.”

“…Ha.”

Translation: The viscount took a deep breath and completely climbed onto the bed, sitting down. Crawling down with his knees, he deliberately averted his gaze from Edith’s pussy and lifted her slender legs. Edith screamed with a wailing moan, feeling a sensation of being dragged down into an endless abyss.

“Yes! Ah!”

“I didn’t do anything. I’ll make sure you don’t feel uncomfortable, so wait a little bit.”

“Hueeuung.”

The Marquis made Edith’s knees drape over his shoulders. Then her dress-knotted waist floated in the air and her round hips swayed, revealing an immaculate outline.

The plump, red-ripened flesh was dizzying. However, as the marquis supported Edith’s waist with a cushion, eliminating any empty spaces, the curves were slightly concealed.

“Huu….”

The marquis closed his eyes and sighed, raising his head. He took a deep breath as he stared into empty space.

The restless chest gradually calmed down. The marquis’s complexion seemed a bit better than before. With a furrowed brow, he removed the drenched gloves that had become unusable.

At first, he tried to take it off with his hand, but Edith was shaking and losing balance, so he couldn’t do it because he was in a hurry to support her.

Nervously he bit the finger of his glove and pulled it. It was an extremely sensational sight. If Edith was conscious and witnessed the moment, she would have wanted to faint again.

The glove soaked in her love juice was bitten on by the Marquis’ teeth and slipped from his hand. The white hand was long and beautiful, and was so large that it covered more than half of Edith’s belly.

“Aaah.”

The marquis, pressing firmly on the lower abdomen that was tenderly trembling with one hand, lowered his head. His nose and lips touched the glistening, bright red intimate area. As the smooth lower lips parted cleanly, the warm secretions began to flow again. Hesitatingly, his tongue extended.

“Uhng, hueung, ah! Ahh!”

It felt as if something enormous was licking her entire body. Edith’s toes curled and her back arched. The marquis gently subdued her writhing figure and pushed his face in closer.

He seemed to be enraptured by the act itself. Her red tongue crawled out like a snake and licked at her cunt for a long time, coiling around the wet, translucent red flesh and sucking it.

Edith shuddered again with a sense of pleasure, as his thick tongue moved vigorously and skimmed through. Then, when the pointy tip of the tongue poked in, it was really unbearable.

“Huuuaaah!”

It was a light climax.

Edith’s legs trembled. Feeling it, the marquis removed his tongue and examined her face. He frowned when he saw her red cheeks, her slightly open, trembling lips, and her eyes that did not return to its original state.

“Are you saying it can’t be done just once?”

“Uhhuuk, hueeaaah…”

It was to himself, but the breath that fell between Edith’s legs was a stimulus in itself. The whisper of his voice, not even a foot from her vagina, made her anxious. Coincidentally, her consciousness briefly returned at that time. But she still couldn’t figure out where she was, who she was entangled with, and why.

“I… Uhng…”

“Edith?”

It was an instinctive reaction. She didn’t even consider that it was calling her, referring to her by name. The pitiful gesture she made towards the marquis, gazing at him with trembling eyes, was also an action driven by instinct. She didn’t deeply contemplate who he was, but simply felt that he was the person who would rescue her from this overwhelming heat, without causing her harm.

“Uh, …more, more. It’s not enough… Ah!”

Edith raised her limpid hand and stretched it out to the marquis, grabbed his wrist, and bit his red-hot hand to the edge. She didn’t bite hard enough to damage his hand, but it was clearly emotional. The marquis, not satisfied with putting Edith’s fingers in his mouth, also pulled them towards his incisors and gnawed on them, placing them on top of his sharp teeth. He warned her with a slow and menacing tone.

“If you’re going to say something like that, don’t say anything.”

“Ah!”

The next moment, the saliva-drenched hand was released. With a long arc, it flew through the air and landed with a thud on the bed. Edith’s legs also fell onto the soft mattress in the same manner. It was because the marquis completely collapsed on top of her.

But before Edith could do anything, she could not wriggle and was bound as it was because he pulled her thighs in both hands. The sticky torment began once again, even more explicit and forceful than before.

“If I don’t soothe this place, it won’t do.”

“Ahng!”

A red, swollen round piece of flesh was sucked into the marquis’s lips. Edith twisted her back and wiggled her hips, but she couldn’t escape because she was caught in his tight arms.

A sense of pleasure shook her. And this time, the marquis’s fingers glided into the deep flesh.

Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensation mixed with pleasure, she gasped for breath. The marquis’ hands, although relatively smooth for a man skilled in swordsmanship, were still much firmer and rougher compared to Edith, a woman. The protruding joints on his elongated fingers discreetly scraped and twisted against the intimate folds.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!”

Each time the intruding finger brushed against an unnoticed sensitive spot, her vision blurred.

“I wish you could relax a little…”

“No, I didn’t want… Ahh!”

“No, stop. I have to do something, somehow.”

The interval between completely white and seeing normal light and shade was too short. Had it not been for the whispers that crept in between them, Edith’s head might not have been able to withstand the stimuli and would have been destroyed.

“Uhng, uh! Uuhh, hueeaa…”

“It’s all right, Edith. Breathe.”

It was a very awkward kindness. It was difficult to tell whether the words were soothing or pressing her, but the hands that pressed her trembling body, not knowing what to do with her reaction, were gentle.

The murmur gradually increased in volume. The fingers, which were stretched into two, were more carefully timed to soothe Edith’s insides.

As the stimuli overlapped, honey-like fluids flowed explosively from the woman’s spring, riding down her thighs as well as his wrists.

It was still broad daylight. Even though it was a place that was not visible to others, there was an enormous amount of embarrassment. A man and woman on the bed. A sobbing woman with her white legs spread wide, her neat clothes in a mess. Then, lying down between her legs, the man repeatedly inserted and pulled his long fingers into the middle of her bright red genital area.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.”

However, it was not a scene made only of forced pleasure according to the malice of others. The start was certainly an accident, but even so.

“Ugh.”

The marquis’s persistent caress brought Edith back to her peak. It was a strong and long climax compared to one or two times that she didn’t even remember, and just before, when there was only a faint feeling left.

The flesh that swallowed her fingers twitched, signaling her condition. A great burst of pleasure hit her, and her tremendous heat hit her.

Even though she might not be aware, the aprodiasiac’s components seemed to be thoroughly rinsed away by the sudden gushing of her fluids. The marquis withdrew his freezing hand, as chilling as if it were dipped in lava, and gently caressed Edith’s face. Tears that filled her eyes burst and rolled down her cheeks.

And slowly Edith’s eyes returned. It was clear that she was exhausted from consuming as much energy as she could without knowing it, but her eyes weren’t just blurry because she was consumed by the weak energy. The marquis let out a sigh of relief and slowly rose from his seat. He kindly pulled down her crumpled skirt and covered it up to her knees, covering his reddened neck with his hand as he spoke.

“Edith, are you all right?”

How nice it would have been if her memory had been completely cut off!

“…”

But the young duchess’s aphrodisiac, unfortunately and absurdly, did not have the perfect amnesia effect. There were rare moments that were cut off, but they were only a few. The important memory was almost intact.

She sat across from the young duchess in an uneasy atmosphere and sipped her tea. She inevitably dozed off and woke up to find herself alone, deserted.

Suddenly, her body grew hot, and her legs crossed involuntarily. Reluctantly, she concluded that she had probably ingested a substance that enhanced sexual arousal.

Startled and fearful, in the midst of her flustered state, the marquis entered the room. And, and! Oh my goodness! Edith, still trembling with the lingering sensations, nervously licked her lips.

“…Your Excellency.”

Ah, this can’t be happening. It couldn’t be. She’d rather it be a dream. It has to be a dream.

“Fortunately, I think I’m better now.”

The marquis’s hands were cool as he swept his sweaty forehead. However, the faint scent of his fingertips reminded her of the sensation of the hot melted moment. Edith trembled as she recalled the feeling of it digging between her legs.

“Is it bad again?”

“Ugh….”

It wasn’t just that. The marquis’s lips, which spoke anxiously, where and how they touched and what they did! She wanted to cover her eyes, ears, and mouth and die. If she died now, her cause of death would be recorded as shame.

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