Chapter 96
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“Lift your foot, Roni.”
Large feet were lifted one by one, and Jeina made a slight “Hup” sound as she pushed the white drawers up. The panties, sliding up the long legs, passed over the p***s, covered the b******s, and settled on the man’s hip bones.
The neat white drawers draped over a savage, ferocious body like a beast’s, completing an outfit that, no matter how many times seen, made one’s mouth water involuntarily.
‘Could there be a more visually pleasing rice cake than this?’
To quote the author, a rice cake that looks good also tastes good. The small scrap of fabric clinging tightly to firm thighs, its stark white color contrasting against the sun-touched skin, appeared even more prominent, and at its center, something stood out stiffly, wriggling. She swallowed her saliva looking at the shape filling the underwear thickly and firmly.
These seemingly ordinary panties were said to be military-issue drawers distributed to all knights, from ordinary knights to knight order captains, during wartime.
Although Jeina had tried dressing him in various noblemen’s soft underwear and all sorts of things, nothing matched these classic undergarments, whether triangular or square.
The simple design with thin material clinging tightly was indeed the most arousing. As she stood Ronius up and admired the sight from all angles, her eyes sparkled.
‘What if we just put a hole in the backside…?’
Jeina stared quietly at his b******s, imagining panties with a gaping hole between the cheeks.
‘Panties with a back hole…’
The corners of her mouth drew a deep arc as they shot up. The twitching b******s soon, unable to bear the heated gaze, clenched the panties tightly.
“Wouldn’t that be even more arousing?”
She gave the b******s a sharp slap.
“Ught!”
It was perfect. Creating underwear with the same design but with a back hole would boast tremendous impact. That would be the epitome of perfection upon perfection.
‘Once it’s complete, I should just have him go around without pants.’
She dragged her finger up the crease, pulling out the panties that had been sucked in. He let out a groan, “Huuuu…,” clenched his fists, and glanced back. Her gaze remained fixed on his b******s.
“You know what? I hear men in the east also wear T-shaped panties.”
“Such indecent talk…”
“What if I made you some? Wouldn’t you wear them?”
He flinched and looked forward again.
“That’s not it, but…”
“Great. Then T-panties and back-hole panties it is.”
“…What?”
“Decided!”
She patted both sides of his b******s—smack, smack.
“Ah, hup! Really, haa, Jeina.”
Soon after, she stood up and began picking out clothes again, piece by piece.
“How can putting on just a pair of underwear take this long?”
Ronius grumbled quietly as he obediently put on the clothes Jeina had chosen.
“Pot calling the kettle black? Getting hard even while putting on underwear, and you have a lot to say?”
He glanced at the bulging front of his trousers and pursed his lips.
‘How am I supposed to keep it down when you’re staring like that?’
The back of his neck burned hot. Unable to voice his grievance, he rubbed his blazing nape.
“Anyway, the Duke’s c**k just can’t stay still for a second, can it?”
Jeina didn’t stop nagging. It felt like being scolded, and heat rose to his face. Meanwhile, she fastened chains and a brooch to his collar. He awkwardly bowed his head and sheepishly cleared his throat. In the end, he couldn’t resist asking impatiently.
“Ahem, when can I use it?”
Though the sight of having only the upper attire on while being naked from the waist down was unspeakably embarrassing, he had to ask.
Ever since he had a little taste of her below last time, his anticipation had already peaked.
“Ask properly. Use what?”
“…Roni’s c**k. Master. When will you let me use it?”
“But Roni likes his asshole more now, doesn’t he? Didn’t you say last time that you loved it enough to tear your pepper off?”
“That’s…!”
Ronius hesitated, his face bright red. The memory of himself from a few days ago, riding on top of her, moving his waist alone to reach climax, flashed through his mind. He had something strange attached to his chest back then…
“Ughk!”
While his mind wandered briefly, her hand pulled his trousers sharply up to his crotch.
“And besides, what’s so pretty about a doggy that c**s all day without listening to its master?”
He hurriedly rose onto his tiptoes. Even though his crotch was already tight, she kept pulling the waistband up without letting go, and he struggled, still on his tiptoes.
“Hahht…!”
In his futile struggle, Ronius only succeeded in making the crotch of his trousers shift back and forth against him even more. The crotch tightened further, pressing down on his t*******s and digging deep into his butt crack.
“Master! Please! Just once! Ugh, uh-hung, ng!”
“Nope, this pair of trousers is definitely the best choice for today.”
She murmured indifferently and released her hold on his waist. Simultaneously, as Ronius’s heels touched the floor, he squirmed his b******s and exhaled a breath of rapture.
“Hh, haa…”
A deep smile hung at the corner of her mouth. Captivated by that smile, he stood dazed for a moment, steadying his breathing, before quickly grabbing the waistband of his trousers. Then, hastily fastening them, he grumbled.
“Master. If you’re just going to take them off anyway, why bother dressing me up like this every time.”
Such pointless effort. He muttered in a voice barely audible.
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