Chapter 64
“If you did something to get punished, you should be punished. Did you think I’d just let it slide?”
“…I already said I was wrong—”
“Hmm? Perhaps you preferred it more under that chandelier?”
His jolted body turned unsteadily.
“Take off the jacket, present it. I can’t see it properly.”
“…Yes.”
Though a faint trace of resentment tinged his voice, he moved without further complaint. The belt adorned with countless honorable medals and the regalia jacket fell to the floor with a thud, and he pulled his trousers taut, thrusting his backside out.
“Such an impudent backside. Hm?”
That impudent, and thus even more delicious-looking, backside. She flicked her tongue, moistening her lips. Spreading the fan with a shwaak to cool her flushed face, she fell into a happy dilemma.
‘Show it together, or keep it for myself?’
This tantalizing sight was too good to keep to herself, yet also one she wanted to monopolize. Or, manipulating their minds to make Ronius appear in his originally pristine state was also an option. The sight of the man alone, startled and groaning, seemed tasty enough to watch too.
“Hmm…….”
She hummed in thought. That also seemed like it would be too tiring. Our crybaby might start sobbing even before it began.
Finishing her brief deliberation, she straightened her body, which had been leaning languidly against the railing. The backside presented before her was wriggling, unable to wait.
“So impatient.”
She folded the fan in her hand and gave the backside a sharp slap.
“Guh…!”
The round silhouette tightened and quivered once.
This sturdy, lewd body was probably burning hot by now. She had only teased and poked at him all day, never touching him fully even once.
She was dying of frustration herself, so how must he be feeling?
“Did I, or did I not, tell you to behave properly outside?”
Another sharp slap on the same spot made his waist squirm and the prominent backside rise high.
“Huuhk!”
“Hm? Did I, or did I not?”
Another sharp slap on the firm backside! The backside clenched the fabric of his trousers.
“Ugh, you did!”
He shouted loudly.
“You did! You did tell me! To behave properly…”
Finally mumbling, he turned his head slightly to glance at her with a sulky look. Then, immediately bowing his head deeply again, he gave his backside a small shake.
“I was wrong…”
The nape of his neck, clearly visible, was flushed crimson.
Satisfied by the sight to the point of her lower belly tightening, a radiant smile bloomed across her face.
The Knight Order Captain, all worked up from getting his backside spanked. Mere minutes ago, he was the one being revered as a hero, overwhelming everyone with his flawless, perfect appearance without a single gap.
He even maintained a stiff posture before the Emperor, but now, the only stiffness left in him was probably… down there.
One couldn’t help but feel their heart swell at the noble knight’s transgression.
Looking towards the banquet hall where those who had praised him as a hero were, along with his wriggling backside, indescribable emotions surged up.
A feeling like superiority, or conquest—an excitement that set her whole body tingling didn’t leave, elevating her further.
She stood the fan up and pressed it firmly between his b******s.
“Eugh!”
“How should I punish our knight?”
“Uh, hnngh…”
Listening to his excited moans, she rubbed the fan in circles on that spot.
“Ughk! Uk, hh, ahhk…”
Soon, his sturdy knees, which had been firm, bent, and his solid waist crumbled awkwardly as he thrust his backside out even tighter.
“This feels good, doesn’t it, Roni?”
“Ahhk, no, yah-uh…”
She rubbed and pressed over the hole once more. And tilting the fan slightly, she rubbed over it…
“Hngk! Uh, huup!”
Rub…
Simultaneously, letting a trickle of her mana flow, he frantically covered his mouth and began wriggling his backside wildly.
His thighs, clenched tight, trembled, and one of his hands, which had been propped on his knee, urgently grabbed his own center.
At that lewd rear view, her mana kept flowing into the fan. The crimson-black fan gradually grew even brighter red.
She swore to the heavens she never intended to show off this fan’s majesty. But…
‘There’s no way I could resist this.’
It was a foregone conclusion from the start. As you know, her patience was never that great.
The fan was enchanted with a high-level amplification magic, and the deeper the clenched valley was rubbed, the more he became utterly absorbed in his own pleasure. Surpassing expectations in its power, she too became more and more engulfed in an even greater sense of elevation.
“You don’t like it?”
“Uhuh…?”
When she slightly slowed the friction, he hastily dropped the hands that had been covering his mouth.
“I, I do! I do! Like it!”
“Like it?”
“Yes! Uh, yes, ugh, ah! More, more, uhht, please, plea…!”
She dragged the fan once along the groove from the hole and then removed it.
“Ehht, why, ugh…”
As if regretful or ashamed, his backside twitched. She gave that backside a light tap-tap and said.
“Why, you ask? This isn’t punishment.”
At her firm tone, his backside twitched faintly once more.
“Trousers first.”
“…Yes?”
“Take them off. Trousers first.”
“What? Here? Are you insane, how could I.”
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