Wildflowers Bloom on the Grand Duchy’s Wall - Chapter 51

Cairn knew, rationally, that he should have stopped Lilien—he was still perfectly sober, after all. But his body was being honest, yielding all too willingly to temptation. Honestly, it wouldn’t have mattered who was in his place; no saint alive could have pushed Lilien away at that moment.

As he let himself be lulled by flimsy justifications, tipsy Lilien began fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.

“W-what are you doing?”

Cairn asked, grabbing her hands and trying to pull his shirt closed again. He’d had no trouble undressing her, but being the one undressed was, unexpectedly, much more embarrassing.

But Lilien, emboldened by the drink, just took a deep breath and, acting like a seasoned libertine, pushed his shirt wide open.

“Why? You took my nightgown off, didn’t you?”

Her words came out slurred. Normally, Cairn would have teased her for it, but right now he was too busy being helplessly stripped by someone half his size.

“Cairn, you can’t have s*x with your clothes on.”

Before he could protest, her small hands started roaming lower. Every time her fingers brushed his body, he let out a quiet, involuntary groan. When she finally rid him of his last shred of modesty, Lilien, who had been so bold until now, suddenly scooted away from him on the bed.

“Huh… huh?”

That reaction was exactly what he’d dreaded. He ran a hand over his face. Men who’d seen him naked before always reacted that way.

No matter how much he tried to hide it, that large member of his was hard to miss. Back at the military academy, whenever he’d had to strip in front of others, he’d always felt the stares

“What’s wrong? Going to strip me and run away now?”

He knew that those looks were admiring. But Lilien was so innocent—what if she just thought he was hideous?

He quickly reached out and pulled Lilien back toward him. The sheet slipped down, exposing her pale pink skin.

“Thi… this is…”

Cairn’s full chest rising and falling as he struggled to calm down. After a moment, he slid his hand gently down her back, pulling her even closer so that her bare chest pressed against his skin.

“B-Big… and u-ugly.”

Lilien blurted, pushing lightly against his chest while craning her neck to stare at his thing more intently.

“…What?”

He should’ve been discouraged by her blunt verdict, but, strangely, that part of him seemed to revel in her teasing, growing even more unruly. Even though nothing had happened yet, he could feel himself leaking with anticipation.

“Uh…? It got uglier.”

Cairn swallowed hard—the sound loud enough for her to hear.

If anything, her cheeky comments only encouraged him. Cairn let himself look at her, too. The soft, petal-like folds of her body reminded him of the double cherry blossoms blooming outside the window.

He was suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to taste her, to use his mouth on the most private, sacred part of her. But was it right to do that, to use his tongue, made for eating, on something so intimate? Would she find it filthy, would she see s*x as dirty because of it? Still, the desire roared inside him.

He wondered if there was really much difference between kissing someone’s mouth and licking the inside of their body.

Was this normal?

In this moment, he regretted never paying more attention to the crude jokes and advice traded between men.

What was he supposed to do now?

“Are you messing with me?”

He gently pushed Lilien down on the bed. Her soft arms wrapped around his neck.

“…Lili.”

At the sound of her name, she peered up at him. He took the chance to slip his tongue between her lips.

Slowly. Carefully.

He kept repeating it in his head, but in reality, his mind was going blank and he just gave in to instinct, tasting her hungrily for the first time.

“Mmph—”

Cairn was consumed by the desire to be the first man to mark Lilien, to leave traces of himself all over her. He squeezed her hips and chest, kneading her gently, then slid his hand down to the place he’d been longing to touch.

He flexed his rough fingers before delicately exploring her folds with just two fingers.

He gently spread the flesh apart with his index and middle fingers, revealing the soft, yielding flesh inside. There was another tender layer inside and once he opened that too, he finally touched Lilien’s insides.

“Ugh… it’s… strange.”

“You okay? Not hurting?”

Lilien shook her head, signaling she was fine. He found her c**t with his thumb and pressed down, making her squirm and rub her toes against the sheets.