Lewd Courtship - Chapter 81

The feeling of having been played like a pawn in his palm wasn’t exactly pleasant. Still, he had at least found a lead for a treatment. The prickly feeling in his heart slowly began to ease.

‘If Rachel comes to the Empire, she can have a cup every day.’

His head nodded almost on its own. This trip to Porhen had been very rewarding. He had achieved his original objective and, although it was a close call, he had also fulfilled the goal of finding an empress candidate.

Killian turned his head and looked across the desk. Rachel, dressed simply, was dozing off in her chair, her head bobbing. Amidst the spreading scent of Sementi tea, her soft silhouette captured his gaze.

‘Now that I think about it…’

With her beautiful appearance and her willful personality, this woman was quite the fox herself. But far from being detestable, she was a very pretty fox.

Is snake soup tasty?

He didn’t particularly care for snake dishes. But if it were her, he felt he could devour her from head to toe. Killian imagined how he might ‘eat her up’ as he returned his gaze to the book. He had already obtained all the necessary information, but it was better to check to the end, just in case.

Only the light rustling of pages echoed in the archive. Rachel, who had slumped slightly in her seat, woke up with a start. Killian’s profile immediately entered her field of vision. Just the sight of him made her feel inexplicably happy.

She blinked slowly as she watched him. He was focused, just like last time. His eyes were fixed on the book, and his fingertips turning the pages were careful.

‘He must really like Sementi a lot.’

Rachel didn’t know exactly why Killian was so interested in Sementi. She simply accepted it because he had said he liked the taste and wanted to learn more.

‘If I go to the Empire, maybe I should take some seeds with me.’

She imagined growing Sementi in a garden in the Empire. Amused by her own thoughts, she let out a soft chuckle and turned her gaze back to Killian. His sharp nose bridge and jawline looked as if they were sculpted.

As she stared blankly, he glanced over at her once. Their eyes met briefly. Her soft heart seemed to spurt blood, making her whole body tingle.

‘Good. He’s handsome.’

Even after spending the whole day pressed against him, intimately connected, this foolish admiration surfaced again. Anyone seeing her would say she was utterly smitten.

But she had admired his face from the very first moment they met. So this wasn’t just infatuation. It felt closer to a more primal instinct.

‘It might be a little scary.’

She worried about what would happen if she fell in too deep and couldn’t get out. Just as she was resting her chin on her hand, trying to examine her feelings, Killian closed the book with a firm snap.

He tidied the book and then approached Rachel. He sat in the adjacent chair, naturally bringing their eye levels in line.

He looked at her for a moment without saying anything, then spoke.

“Come here, Rachel.”

Rachel immediately climbed onto his lap. Feeling listless, she slumped against him as if melting. His arm came around her back.

When she felt the warmth of his body pressed against her back, a warm breath flowed over the nape of her neck.

“Mmm…”

Feeling good, she leaned into him more deeply. In response, Killian gently wrapped his arms around her upper body. His neatly placed hand then slid down at an angle. It gradually slipped lower and stopped right in the center of her lower abdomen.

The pressing, probing fingertip was light yet lewd. As he rubbed while pressing down, a tingling sensation spread from deep within her abdomen. Rachel’s breathing naturally deepened.

“Ngh… Haah…”

As if the s***n poured into her all night long was flowing out again, a dampness seeped through. Her panties grew wet, and she shifted her hips restlessly. A low chuckle reached her ear.

“I thought you were fast asleep. What were you thinking about so intently?”

“Just… that Your Majesty is handsome.”

One of Killian’s eyebrows rose slightly.

“Is that all?”

“Huh?”

“Something other than that… something more from your inner…”

His trailing off was unfamiliar. He seemed uncharacteristically hesitant. As Rachel tilted her head in puzzlement, the back of Killian’s neck became noticeably red.