Chapter 74
“Will it really be alright to do it here?”
“Yeah. I really want to do it here… You can understand that, right?”
What was there for her to understand? The one who should feel uncomfortable would be the woman who would marry him, not someone like her who would only pass through. Ephinia looked around the room that would never become hers.
The room decorated with velvet and lace felt somewhat childish, but it didn’t stray far from Ephinia’s taste.
“I don’t mind.”
“Then let’s do it here.”
Whispering, Kasselard began untying the ribbons of her dress. She had not expected him to hesitate, but she had not thought he would start undressing her immediately either.
“W-Wait, I’ll wash first! It won’t take long!”
“Hm? We can wash together.”
Saying that, Kasselard lifted her up before she could reply. Looking into Ephinia’s wide, startled eyes, he said,
“Kiss me while we go to the bath, sweetheart.”
His charming smile as he coaxed her made Ephinia’s face heat up. With a face like that asking, what could she possibly refuse?
She hesitated for a moment, then as if making up her mind, she held his shoulders and pressed her lips to his. Feeling her small tongue slip into his mouth, Kasselard walked toward the bath.
Perhaps he had sent someone ahead to prepare, because the bath was already filled with water. And not only that. Like the bedroom, flower petals, sparkling decorations, and magical lights had been arranged.
As if he had given the instructions himself, Kasselard didn’t seem surprised. He set Ephinia down and quickly began removing her clothes, and in an instant she was left wearing only her corset and petticoat. Leaving her like that, he began undressing himself first.
Unlike the careful way he had removed her dress, his movements were somewhat rough. Despite his calm expression, it seemed his mind was impatient.
‘Thinking about it like that makes it a little embarrassing.’
Ephinia turned her body away from Kasselard as he removed his trousers and loosened the laces of her corset. She caught the corset before it fell and placed it on a shelf, then hesitated over whether to remove her petticoat, when Kasselard approached and pulled her into his arms.
“Does this mean you want me to take it off for you?”
“What? N-No! That’s not. Ah!”
The petticoat was stripped away, and the ties of her undergarments were loosened, and a high sound escaped her before she could stop it. Kasselard pressed a kiss to Ephinia’s cheek as he untied the remaining strings.
As the thin piece of fabric slid down between her legs, her face burned.
Behind her, she could already feel Kasselard’s firm chest and the heat of his aroused body. Rubbing his cheek against her shoulder, he said,
“Shall we wash now?”
Turning her around, Kasselard looked at her with pleading eyes. Strangely, Ephinia found that look very appealing. Rising onto her toes, she kissed him, and he pulled her tightly into his arms.
“I like you so much that I don’t know what to do.”
Whispering, he led her beneath the shower. Clinging to his neck and pressing her lips to his, warm water soon began to pour down over their heads.
Since Kasselard took most of the water directly, the falling droplets didn’t strike her painfully. His tongue and saliva tasted sweet. Their touching skin was hot, and his hands were slightly rough yet smooth, creating a strange sensation.
“Ha…”
Sighing, Kasselard ran his hands over Ephinia’s entire body. Though faint, guiding was taking place, and his touch felt so good it sent shivers all the way to her toes. Even this alone made her respond.
Sliding his hand between Ephinia’s thighs, he confirmed that she was already wet and was pleased.
‘That’s nothing new.’
She had always grown wet from his kisses alone. Now that he was kissing her and touching her whole body, it was only natural. Ephinia also grew bold and began touching Kasselard.
Once the Imperial Princess of the Nabel Empire arrived in the capital, this might be a moment that would never come again. He might even hold her tonight and then feel disillusioned, declaring that he would no longer do this kind of guiding.
“Ah, that feels good… Ephie…”
Even though she wasn’t doing anything particularly intense, Kasselard looked as if he was struggling to hold back. He breathed heavily near her ear and covered her with repeated kisses.
The firm, hot lines of muscle beneath her fingertips felt impressive, and Ephinia continued tracing over his chest and abdomen.
Finally unable to endure it, Kasselard grabbed her wrist to stop her. Ephinia looked at him with a wronged expression. Kasselard let out a quiet laugh.
“If you keep touching me, I’ll end up putting it in right here. That would be a problem, wouldn’t it, sweetheart?”
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