Lewd Courtship - Chapter 60

The command reached Rachel’s ears as she lost herself in the act. Not fully understanding, she glanced up at him. His cool, turquoise eyes—usually so detached—now held a distant, almost dazed intensity as they looked past her.

He was looking at every part of her except her face, yet his eyes refused to meet hers.

…Why is he acting like this?

Rachel found his lack of focus puzzling. At the same time, a faint sense of disappointment washed over her. His still incomprehensible commands weighed heavily on her heart. Hoping to draw his gaze, she took him deeper into her mouth, sucking firmly.

“Ngh…!”

Killian jolted slightly, then kicked off his indoor slippers as if discarding them. He then slid his bare foot into the gap between Rachel’s slightly parted thighs. The tip of his foot brushed against her slick, tender folds.

“Hah…! Ah… Ah, ah…!”

She had never imagined his toes would probe her so intimately. Startled, Rachel mumbled around him, but she didn’t pull away. The movement of her lips and tongue as she tried to form words only stimulated Killian further.

He pressed down on her head, urging her to take him deeper. Meanwhile, his toes explored her folds, moving up and down until, at a certain moment, he applied pressure.

His slick big toe, soaked in her arousal, slid in without resistance, parting her softness effortlessly. The other toes followed, gradually stretching her entrance as if eager to join.

“Nngh! Hah…! Hng…!”

A shiver ran down Rachel’s spine at the sensation of being probed so deeply. It was undeniably pleasurable, yet a wave of shame flushed her face bright red.

His toes…? But why does it feel so good…?

It was an act she had never imagined, yet now she was feeling it with his foot. As Rachel became acutely aware of her own nature, she tried to lift her head to release him.

But his palm held her firmly in place. Instead, his p***s advanced even deeper into her throat. Her breath hitched, and saliva welled up near her uvula.

Soon, the fluid pooling in her mouth seeped out from where they were joined, dampening his dark pubic hair and trickling down the inside of his thighs. The more obscenely wet her lower body became, the more Killian’s restlessness grew.

Yet he couldn’t stop. He continued to press down on Rachel’s head, the desperate contractions of her throat around his tip only driving him further.

“Ghk… Ngh… Mm, hng…”

Rachel trembled violently, pushing and slapping at his thighs in protest. But her resistance gradually weakened until her whole body went limp, gasping for air. Killian seized her red hair and pulled her up.

“Hah! Ah, haah… Ha…”

She leaned her cheek against his thigh, breathing heavily. With each inhale, her body grew more languid. Dizziness washed over her as blood rushed to her head.

Rachel managed to lift her head and look up at Killian. Her eyes were filled with a burning longing. Seeing that heat, Killian instinctively averted his gaze.

Why now, of all times—this illness.

He bit down hard on the inside of his cheek. As troubling as his all-night worries had been, what tormented him most now was whether he could even accept the desire reflected in her eyes.

Whether he could perform at all had become the greater concern.

Only then did Killian fully grasp that his function hadn’t completely returned. A creeping anxiety slowly took hold of his mind.

…He’s still not looking at me.

As he repeatedly avoided her gaze, Rachel grew increasingly confused. The emperor had been acting distant since earlier—neither cold nor dismissive as usual, but simply unresponsive. It was as if he had no interest, refusing to even look at her.

Why is he acting like this? He can’t even get properly hard… Does he not want to?

She imagined him telling her to leave because he didn’t want to go through with it. She quickly shook off the thought. She had been looking forward to today, refusing to summon any other man all night. Ending things like this felt too cruel.

Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to break the silence first. Words lingered on the tip of her hesitant tongue, held back by the fear that if she pushed him—who already seemed reluctant their connection might sever entirely.

Ah, I want to continue…

Rachel could only repeat her true feelings silently in her heart. The prolonged silence felt intimidating, and emotions slowly welled up inside her.

Just as she was about to speak, Killian finally broke the silence. His voice was low and rough, as if he hadn’t fully shaken off sleep.

“…Leave.”