Chapter 83
But the words that followed were so chilling that they blew away every bit of lust from him, who was suffering from the fever of a belated first love.
“The way to circumvent the vow of chastity… I found it.”
“…Why did you find that?”
Dumbfounded, he looked down at Roarna.
As if wanting to drive him crazy, or maybe wanting to continue her explanation, Roarna continued with an impossibly alluring face.
“As it’s an old vow… *hoo*, if I cast a curse that counteracts it… it might cause confusion.”
“…So. If I do as you say, what happens?”
“Heueuk, even if you f**k ten times a day… the vow of chastity remains. Of course, your god would know, and honestly, he’d be angry, but…”
*Thump, thump.*
Even while hearing those absurd words, his heart raced like mad.
Celesto took a slow, deep breath. He felt he needed to prepare himself mentally to sort out this mess.
“When Leocel… asked you, you said you couldn’t find it. A way to circumvent the vow of chastity.”
“I just… *hic*, didn’t look for it…”
Roarna answered steadfastly, even as she hiccuped.
“I told you. Whether Leocel could have s*x or not… it had nothing to do with me. *Hoo*, I just put it off.”
“…And what I do?”
Celesto barely managed to exhale.
It was a question he had wanted to ask ever since Roarna said she had found a way to circumvent the vow of chastity.
Before continuing, Celesto lowered his eyes for a moment. A reaction like a scar left by heartbreak.
But soon, he opened his mouth again. Even if he didn’t hear the answer he hoped for, he felt he wouldn’t regret asking.
“So then, what I do… does it matter to you?”
“Yeah.”
The answer to his barely uttered question came back impossibly readily.
Celesto met Roarna’s eyes.
Roarna, who had stopped sniffling, was looking at him with her usual clear eyes.
Her red lips parted. And from between them flowed the sweetest voice he had ever known.
“I want to do it with you too. Everything we’ve done so far, and even more.”
“…”
“Then… isn’t my heart similar to yours?”
It was a long while after the question that Celesto finally managed to exhale.
“Probably…”
He gasped out his answer.
His voice was hoarse with excitement and thirst. Celesto caught his breath for a moment, then stroked Roarna’s still slightly trembling eyes.
“I’m not sure, but probably… isn’t it the same?”
Slowly, he pressed his forehead to hers. He felt her warm body heat through her smooth forehead.
“…Why were you crying earlier?”
Then Roarna pinched his waist until it hurt.
At the sudden attack, Celesto yelped.
“Ow! What was that for?”
“This isn’t the time to ask that. You should be kissing me and taking me to bed. Don’t you even know that?”
“You manage to ruin every single timing there is!”
Celesto voiced his frustration. Then he changed the direction of his venting.
Celesto lifted Roarna into his arms. Holding her on one forearm, he crossed the room and arrived at the bed.
“I’m asking because I feel like I’ll forget if I don’t ask now, so just answer. Why were you crying earlier?”
“…Because I was angry that I went through all the trouble of finding a way for us to have s*x, only to find out you’d become impotent.”
“Honestly…”
Celesto pulled off Roarna’s pants.
The soft fabric slid down, leaving behind the soft flesh he had missed so much.
His large finger pressed gently on the small bump protruding between her mounds. As he rolled her c******s, already moist with fluid, with his fingertip, Roarna let out a sweet breath.
“Can we do it now?”
He meant, had she taken measures to deceive the vow of chastity’s eyes?
Roarna shook her head amidst the pleasure.
“No, heu… we have to do it from now.”
“Is there a ritual for that too?”
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