Chapter 27
“Don’t even peep! You’re not at that age yet! Can’t you play dolls innocently for once?”
Lucy felt the childhood innocence she’d longed to fill shattering to pieces instead, and the girls belatedly stared at her with displeasure, having revealed her old-crone temperament.
But with Lianna’s next question, the situation ended in Lucy’s total defeat.
“Then just tell us this one thing. What’s the Great Emperor’s like? I hear he’s enormously tall—is that true too?”
Feeling the bright, sparkling eyes converge on her, Lucy had no choice but to bolt from the room.
Even while playing well with the girls, Lucy had unexpectedly wielded the instincts of an elder, and she now realized anew just how different she was from them.
Thump, thump. Her pounding heart sounded louder than her footsteps racing down the corridor.
Cornered among the girls, Lucy suddenly missed the broad embrace that had held her so warmly.
“Hiiing… Lae…!”
As she ran, Lucy realized just how much quiet inner peace he—always indifferent, cool, and quiet—had been giving her.
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Lying with his hands clasped behind his head, Laegar wrapped one arm around Lucy as she burrowed abruptly into his embrace.
Inhaling the sweet scent of her body, he kissed her round, white forehead.
Watching her nuzzle her nose into his broad chest, Laegar felt a strange thread of shiver course through him.
He’d never imagined he’d come to enjoy the tranquility of such an idle afternoon in his life.
He had only ever savored moments suspended in time amid brutal war, and victories stained with blood. Once it all ended, this very tranquility had returned to him as a horrific ennui, like stagnant well water gone foul.
So he had planned to simply erase his own existence.
But now…
Abruptly stopping his thoughts, Laegar opened his languidly closing eyes a fraction wider.
A certain sensation came from below—Lucy, who’d been nestled in his arms, was already up to something.
“…Lucy?”
Fumbling with the front of his trousers, Lucy looked up only then and beamed.
“Well… I thought, today, I might give you a special present. They say if Lae just lies still, you’ll get to taste the ultimate happiness.”
A faint furrow creased Laegar’s brow.
Soon his dark-red pillar, near monstrous, sprang outward. Taking hold of it, Lucy opened her mouth and began swallowing the flesh.
As if struck, Laegar’s eyes widened and his waist bucked as if burned.
“Tsk.”
A pleasure he could scarcely imagine had pierced his tip with a sting.
But Lucy’s clumsy mouthing didn’t stop.
Slurp, smack.
“Ahng… shlrp…! H-How is it? Does it feel good? I heard men just up and die the moment you do this for them, shlp.”
At the last sentence, mumbled half-uttered, Laegar’s eyes turned abruptly cold.
He pulled his length—now swollen to a threatening degree—from Lucy’s mouth and asked, his voice dropping ominously low.
“Who exactly taught you this?”
Like a child who’d had her candy snatched, Lucy stared blankly for a moment, then confessed the truth, licking her wet lips ruefully.
“Well… it was those young ladies Your Majesty left for me to play with….”
At that, after a few seconds of silence, the murderous tension in Laegar’s eyes slackened.
Fury had surged in him—that some human might have dared approach Lucy in his absence and whispered hopes into her ear again.
But learning the truth, he merely furrowed his brow slightly and muttered.
“The little girls are quite improper.”
He was clicking his tongue, blaming it all on Igor’s failure to maintain discipline in the north, when an indescribable sensation coiled around the tip of his organ once more.
“Ugh.”
His large hand fisted the bedding. Lucy, having bowed her head, had resumed the forbidden act.
“Hff… kkuk.”
At that, Laegar’s hips jerked and trembled, and ragged breaths fell over her head.
“Nngh… slrp… slurp….“
Saliva leaked from the corners of her unclosed mouth, and the musky fluid slid down Lucy’s throat.
But she didn’t mind.
She had scolded Lianna, but on the way back through the corridor, she had sprinted all the way, burning with the desire to try out exactly what she’d learned.
‘I’m an adult anyway, hehe!’
And besides, the taut, springy flesh wrapping around her tongue felt so good that she grew absorbed in the act, sucking loudly.
The more she pressed down on the bulging veins with her tongue and sucked the whole shaft, the more the organ swelled in volume.
Of course, it was so enormous that even swallowing just half made the thick tip jab the back of her throat, triggering a gag reflex. But seeing Laegar—his hips faintly bucking, gasping—was simply too good.
Being able to witness such a helpless, pitiful sight made these difficulties seem like nothing at all.
“Tsk.”
Before long, his thighs turned hard as stone, and from his throat, swelling menacingly, boiled a beastly groan.
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