Chapter 93
Lilien quietly slipped out of Cairn’s arms, putting some space between them. Thanks to the wide bed, she managed to scoot more than three handspans away.
“W-wait… What if it hurts as much as last time?”
“You know I’m not exactly eager to do this, either.”
Cairn deftly shifted all the responsibility onto her.
He’d already told her he didn’t care if they never had children—it was Lilien who insisted. In the end, he had no choice but to go along.
“We can’t let the Headington line end with us, right?”
Her courage restored by his answer, Lilien moved closer again and sat down by his side.
“….Yeah. Running away isn’t going to solve anything.”
With a slightly reverent air, Lilien knelt on the bed. Cairn followed suit, facing her as he knelt.
“Why are you smiling?”
Lilien furrowed.
“Because you’re adorable.”
Neither of them were any more experienced than the other, but Cairn’s attitude that was making fun of her started to irritate Lilien.
Wanting to regain a bit of control, she started pulling her dress off herself, awkwardly wriggling out of one sleeve and then struggling with the other until Cairn, holding back laughter, reached over to help. Gently, he lifted the hem and helped her out of the rest.
“Don’t laugh.”
“I’m not laughing.”
Now in just her underclothes, Lilien stared directly at the part of Cairn’s body that most intimidated her, feeling her chest rise and fall as she tried to calm her nerves.
“Lili.”
His deep voice startled her, and she looked up to meet his eyes.
“I’m so nervous… Can you kiss me first?”
She tried to look brave for Cairn’s sake, knowing he was probably just as anxious as she was.
Taking a deep breath, Lilien crawled over on her knees, wrapped her arms around him, and pressed her lips to his. Instantly, his hands circled her waist and hips, pulling her gently down as he leaned back.
Suddenly Lilien was lying atop Cairn, lips pressed to his, and just as she tried to break away, his hand locked around the back of her head, holding her in place.
“Mm—”
His thick tongue pressed between her lips, exploring slowly, and she could feel herself relaxing into it. But then a large hand slid inside her drawers.
The touch was unexpectedly gentle as it patted her outer lips like one might soothe a child. Even that light touch drew out a trickle of moisture, and a wet, squelching sound filled the air.
“Cair—”
Startled, she tried to pull back and call his name, but his tongue plunged back into her mouth before she could finish. At the same time, two long fingers traced up her folds and pressed gently against her c**t.
“Uh… ah—”
Lilien gripped his forearm with her nails, but Cairn just circled her c**t with slow, steady strokes, gradually picking up the pace. Each time his fingers rubbed harder, a flood of heat and slickness followed, the wet sounds growing louder.
“W-wait—what are you…?”
Desperately breaking the kiss, she panted on top of him. With one arm, he hugged her tight and rolled her beneath him, so she was suddenly on her back.
She wriggled, pushing against the sheets with her feet.
“Shh—it’s okay.”
Despite his soft words, his hand below grew more insistent, rolling and pressing her sensitive flesh with quickening motions.
“Ah…! No, wait, I-I don’t think… this isn’t…!”
Her inner thighs clenched involuntarily as strange, electric pleasure filled her lower belly. She felt her entrance twitching, almost as if anticipating an intrusion.
It was her body, and yet it didn’t feel like it belonged to her anymore.
Her limbs moved of their own accord—she pushed against him with her arms, her feet scrubbed nervously against the sheets, and her mouth let out feverish little moans. Most of all, her lower half seemed utterly out of control.
Gripped by a desperate need she couldn’t explain, she closed her thighs around Cairn’s hand. His fingers, blocked from retreat, only claimed her all the more boldly.
“Uh… uh…”
At last, he pinched her c**t between his index and middle finger, rubbing it rapidly—until a cool, shivering pleasure spread out from her.
“Ah…!”
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