Chapter 50
Jeina looked down at him with undisguised amusement, a smile playing in her eyes. Then, while he held her gaze, he started saying something completely unexpected.
“Huff… huff… Is this revenge? …Well, I guess I deserve it.”
“…What?”
“It’s my fault your magic was discovered… That bastard Pope… it’s all because of me, all my fault…”
His bravado had deflated. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes.
For the first time, Jeina was at a loss for words, staring blankly at him. It was usually him who was left speechless, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly. This was the last thing she’d expected him to say.
“I’m sorry… it’s late, but I’m sorry.”
It was an apology she never saw coming.
His face contorted as if he were about to burst into sobs.
“But… but… not like this.”
He still squirmed uncomfortably, his hand clutching her ankle. Feeling the agitated movement beneath her foot, she finally let out a soft chuckle.
“What’s this? You’ve been thinking about that all this time?”
He pressed his lips tightly together.
“What of it? It would have happened even without you.”
She never thought she’d be the one saying the words Erta always used.
But she had come to admit, at some point, that it was true. She had no choice but to admit it. She rolled the magical energy blooming at her fingertips, enjoying the sensation.
Jeina gave a slight shrug. She was too busy focusing on the situation at hand.
The clear sky, the quiet river. The throbbing pulse against her sole. A delicious-looking man. No, no. A tasty man.
She grinned a wicked grin.
“Anyway, how dare you? You were crying and moaning in pleasure, all while having such ridiculous thoughts?”
“When did I ever— Aheung…!”
She shifted her weight, pressing down more firmly with her foot. He immediately let out a lewd moan, his hips trembling.
The knight’s face flushed a deep red under the moonlight.
She continued.
“I distinctly remember us agreeing to have fun together. Does the Captain intend to go back on a knight’s word?”
He remained silent, seething with a mixture of anger and shame.
“It seems you need a proper spanking to clear your head.”
“Wha— What are you— Ngh!”
She ground her foot against his rigid center once before lifting it away.
“Keok…”
“Spanking is the best way to correct bad behavior,” she mused aloud in a light, conversational tone, settling herself on a long, flat rock that broke the water’s surface. “They say that with a man, you have to spank his bottom until it’s on fire before he’ll really listen.”
She delivered this piece of carnal wisdom from her books as if stating an obvious truth, clicking her tongue.
Ronius furrowed his brow deeply, looking at her with a mix of disbelief and anxiety.
“What? Who the hell— Who told you that?!”
Just like back in the basement, the Jeina he’d reunited with often came out with these outrageous statements as if they were perfectly normal. Things like ‘knights are a lecherous bunch’ or ‘c**k-commanders’… It went far beyond just being a little eccentric. It was on a level his mind couldn’t even process.
“Where did you hear such— Urk!”
He was determined to find the source and tear it to shreds, whoever or whatever it was. But in that moment, his view suddenly shifted.
From her enchantingly smiling face to something dark and rippling…
‘Water…?’
In the blink of an eye, he was draped across her lap. Face down, bottom up.
“And they say men become utterly addicted to being punished like this, don’t they?”
“Wha— Wha— Hueuk…?”
Before he could even process the situation, the pants clinging to his skin were yanked down with a shrrrip—.
Jeina, having bared Ronius’s backside, laughed like she owned the world.
Leaving the pants tangled around his thighs, she admired the firm, rounded curves.
Under the bright full moon, two more moons had risen. Bathed in the moonlight, the twin spheres looked exceptionally plump and pale.
“Look, three full moons tonight.”
“You… you ugh!”
She scooped up water and splashed it over the b******s twitching with shame.
Splat— Splat—
As the chilly river water soaked in, goosebumps rose on the skin. His rear flinched violently.
She pressed down on his back, holding him firmly in place.
“Feels refreshing, doesn’t it?”
Smack! Water droplets flew from the resilient flesh.
“Hahk!”
His legs kicked, splashing in the water.
“You lecherous body of yours!”
Smack! Her palm came down on the dampened skin.
“Heet!”
“I’m trying to keep it in check for you.”
Smack!
“Ngh… hh…”
“And you can’t even say thank you.”
Smack!
“Haak! Stop it!”
“Are you sorry?”
Smack!
“Hyeeak!”
“Are you, or aren’t you?”
Smack!
“Euheung…”
Ronius rubbed his front against her thigh frantically.
His hips moved up, down, left, right, forward…
“Look at this, look at this! Even while you’re being punished, it’s happening again!”
Smack—!
“Again!”
Smack—!
“Ahak! Ha, ahk… my, myyy, butt, eeeee…!”
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