Swords clashed with swords, sparks flying. The sound of metal breaking rang loudly in my ears.
Blahar had to fight to keep his nervousness from showing on his sword. Despite his best efforts, he was slowly losing ground. At first glance, it looked like he was struggling, but that was absolutely not the case.
Cirxus was slowly tightening and loosening Blahar's grip as if he were playing with a prey he had already caught. Blahar was just trying to keep up with his pace. Perhaps his impatience was showing through. Cirxus spoke with one corner of his mouth twisted upward.
“I think you should be a little more desperate.”
His sword struck Flamberge and rushed at Blahar. He turned his head to dodge, but the sword grazed Blahar’s cheek. Along with the vivid sensation of blood dripping down, he heard Cirxus whispering in a quiet voice.
“If you keep using the sword like that, you’ll die.”
Blahar clenched his teeth. He was very good at making people angry. He hated to admit it, but Blahar was already caught up in his psychological warfare.
But Blahar also had a story to tell that would provoke Shan Cirxus. After exchanging swords with a few clanging noises, Blahar said to Cirxus:
“Elze, she has a beautiful body.”
“...”
Cirxus' eyebrows twitched.
“There are some scars, but they’re not that bad because the flesh inside is white and smooth. And...”
Blahar continued with a grin.
“She's cutest when your white cheeks turn red.”
Cirxus's eyes became fierce. His sword shook for a moment. Cirxus swung his sword violently and spoke.
“What have you done?”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?”
The moment Blahar asked that question, the two looked back at Elze at the same time as if they had made a promise. Then they glared at each other again. Cirxus spoke with a more fierce look in his eyes.
“If you play with your tongue recklessly... I guess I’ll have to teach you what happens.”
Blahar was about to laugh at his words when Cirxus suddenly came close to him and stabbed Blahar's horse's side with his sword.
“!!”
As the horse lurched, Blahar fell to the ground. As he was covered in dry dust, Shan jumped down from his horse as well.
Blahar straightened up. However, when he straightened up, Cirxus was already right in front of him. He swung his sword once, kicked away the knights of Heglatan who were rushing at him, and then continued his movement with a fluid motion, hitting Blahar in the face with his elbow.
It happened in an instant before he could even get into a defensive stance. There was a thud and Blahar's nose twisted.
“Ugh!”
Blood gushed out. Blahar tried to pull himself back, but a sword swung right after. Blahar barely managed to dodge the sword.
The knights of Heglatan rushed to protect the fallen Blahar, and likewise, the knights of Targayel rushed to attack the knights of Heglatan.
It was the beginning of a chaotic scene where the camp and everything was broken. But even in that hellish chaos, Shan Cirxus's goal was clear. He was aiming for Blahar.
The moment his gaze met with those purple eyes, Blahar held his breath for a moment. There was only one thought in Blahar's head.
Is that guy human?
No matter how much he thought about it, it didn't seem human. Cirxus was smiling with an extremely happy face. Those purple eyes that held deep darkness were so creepy that just looking at them gave him goosebumps.
When Shan Cirxus was called a demon during the Hundred Years' War, he thought it was a very childish nickname. However, Blahar realized that it was a title that could fully represent Shan Cirxus. Cirxus approached with brisk strides and opened his mouth softly.
“No matter how much I think about it...”
He laughed wickedly.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to appease you unless I kill you.”
And he stretched out his sword.
“!!”
Blahar opened his eyes. He would die. He would definitely die. The sword of Cirxus would cut off Blahar's head.
It was at that moment when the blade cut through the wind that a thin voice came between them.
“Shan!!”
Elze and Rapine approached the place where the fierce battle was taking place.
It was already a mess. Shan and Blahar had dismounted and were fighting on the bare ground. And the knights were also entangled in the melee to protect their lord.
The sight of them fighting in formation and formation was nowhere to be found. Everyone had thrown away their horses and were running around on the dirt with their feet, in a dogfight like no other. Elze, who had discovered Blahar in the midst of all this, gasped at his appearance.
"OMG..."
His handsome face, which was his best feature, was completely destroyed. His nose bridge was crooked as if his nose bone had been broken. Blahar, whose face was covered in blood and dirt, looked like a beggar no matter how you looked at him.
It was refreshing to see the mess that had been made in a short while, but she was worried about Shan. Even if they were fighting in the border area, Shan would know that the Prince of Heglatan should not be touched. But he had smashed up the most visible part of his face. Shan would not have touched such a visible part without being quite angry.
Elze looked anxiously for Shan. He was hidden among the knights, but she could quickly find him.
The place where Shan was was surrounded by a sinister and sinister aura. That's why that place stood out as if it was completely black.
Shan was walking briskly toward Blahar, surrounded by Heglatan's knights. She could see his face smiling happily. As soon as she saw that smile, Elze muttered without realizing it.
“We’re in big trouble...”
It was a smile that was so young that it even felt sexual. The purple eyes shining inside the crooked eyes were already delicious. It could be felt from the way he held the sword. Shan had already decided to kill Blahar...
But if we kill Blahar now, things will get out of control.
Elze also caused chaos by blowing up the Crown Prince's palace in Heglatan, but it was ultimately the work of an unknown force. The fact that Elijah was involved in the explosion was known only to Blahar.
Since Blahar was also accused of attempting to kill the Crown Prince, it was not easy to make public the bombing. The most likely scenario was that it would be covered up as a simple accident.
But not now. In such a public place, under the Targayel banner, if Count Targayel himself were to kill the Prince of Heglatan...
It was an unmanageable level. Even if he could kill him secretly later, he had to stop Shan at all costs while holding the Targayel flag. Elze urged Rapine urgently.
“Rapine, come closer!”
“No! The knights are preventing us from passing!”
"...Shit!"
Elze clenched her teeth and jumped off the horse. She heard Rapine calling her urgently from behind, but she didn't have time to look back. Elze put everything aside and ran.
“!!”
Shan raised his sword. His sword, brimming with murderous intent, was aimed squarely at Blahar's neck.
Heglatan's knights charged at Shan in unison, but were blocked by Targayel's knights. Some of them broke through Targayel and headed towards Blahar, but Shan was faster.
Shan's sword slowly swung through the air. Blahar cannot stop that sword. He will die. Elze shouted urgently.
“Shan!!”
She shouted with all her might, but the voice that came out was weak and small. However, Shan did not miss Elze’s voice. His sword stopped abruptly. Exactly a fingernail’s distance from Blahar’s neck.
"Ah..."
Elze let out a sigh of relief. For now, she had prevented Blahar from dying. Blahar, who had been pushed to the brink of death, seemed to have lost the strength in his legs and collapsed to the floor.
Elze fumbled with her left arm. Pain surged through her. It felt like the wound had opened again. The bandage on her once clean left arm was turning red. But Elze didn’t have time to feel pain and just walked to Shan.
Shan looked at Elze with an expressionless face. Then he pierced the neck of the Heglatan knight who was attacking him with his sword. Blood spurted everywhere, but his gaze was still fixed on Elze.
Elze started walking, panting and took a seat next to Shan and Blahar.
Suddenly, the plains became quiet. Everyone stopped their swords and looked at Elze. Feeling the countless eyes on her, Elze looked at Shan.
Shan said nothing. His once fierce spirit had softened as Elze approached. However, it had not disappeared.
It was like blocking a dam that was about to burst at any moment. The moment there was even the slightest deviation, Shan's black sword would immediately cut off Blahar's head.
Elze swallowed hard. Then she turned her head sharply and glared at Blahar. He, who had been sitting on the floor with a blank expression, opened his eyes wide at Elze's sudden gaze. Elze groaned and grabbed Blahar’s collar with her hands.
“..?”
Although she was flustered, she obediently grabbed Blahar by the collar. Then, Elze gathered the last of her strength and slammed her fist into Blahar’s face.
Thud, a short, thick sound rang out.
“...”
For a moment, the vast plain was silent. Everyone looked at Elze with bewildered eyes. They all had expressions that did not understand the current situation. Even Blahar, who had been punched, did not know what was going on and just stared blankly at Elze.
Elze let go of Blahar's collar as if throwing him to the ground. Her body swayed and she almost fell to the ground.
Shan, who had been slightly absent-minded, came to his senses belatedly. He quickly reached out to Elze and hugged her tightly.
Elze, who was hugged like a Princess without realizing it, hesitantly hugged Shan's neck with her hand. Then, she calmed her rapid breathing.
Oh my, it’s hard... Even hitting someone requires a lot of physical strength. Elze, who had barely calmed down, looked up at Shan and urged him.
“You can’t kill him.”
Elze held out her cold hand to Shan, who did not answer.
“Because I hit him once instead...”
And then she stroked Shan's cheek with that hand and said.
“We are going back.”
He sighed slowly. Shan's breath was unusually warm in the cold which made her nose turn red. Shan whispered quietly.
“Elze.”
A low voice tickled deep in her chest. Elze also called his name.
“Shan...”
Her husband, whom she saw up close for the first time in a long time, was still handsome, affectionate, and beastly.
Shan narrowed his eyes and silently took off Elze's hair which was dried and clung to blood. The murderous intent in Shan's eyes had not yet completely disappeared. He raised his eyebrows. Then he asked in a slightly angry voice.
“Do you want me not to kill him?”
"That's right."
Elza hesitated and then added one more thing.
“For you.”
Shan frowned. Then he kept his mouth shut for a long time. Elze waited silently for him to open his mouth. After meeting his gaze, Shan spoke slowly.
“If that’s what you want, then do it.”
As soon as she heard Shan's answer, Elze turned her gaze to Blahar. Then she clenched her teeth and quickly winked at him. It was a signal for him to run away.
Blahar wasn't stupid either, so he immediately understood Elze's intentions. He slowly stepped back for a moment.
Shan's eyebrows furrowed as he noticed the exchange of glances between Elze and Blahar. Elze spoke quickly before he could turn his attention back to Blahar.
“I feel like my arm is going to fall off.”
Left arm... Shan quickly checked Elze’s condition at the small words she was saying. Elze pretended to die to Shan.
Shan was also nervous and asked several times if it hurt a lot. Then, he finally gave the order for Targayel's knights to retreat. Blahar, who was watching this, let out a hollow laugh.
"Ha..."
It was absurd. Shan Kiraxus, who had been so fierce and vicious, had evaporated. In his obedient appearance as if he had become a docile lamb, there was no trace of the demon he had been fighting for his life and death just a moment ago.
However, even though the sight was absurd, Blahar felt a chill in his heart. Cirxus’s power was beyond what a human could handle. If it weren’t for Elze, he would have definitely died at the hands of Shan Cirxus.
He could see it. She grabbed Blahar by the collar and punched him to save him.
Cirxus, who had decided to kill Blahar, was like an animal, true to his instincts. Even if you tried to persuade him with words, he would have just turned a deaf ear. Perhaps, even if Elze had tried to stop him, he would have killed Blahar.
So she threw a punch. It was a completely unexpected action, to divert Cirxus's attention and cool his anger, allowing him to come to his senses.
At least in that situation, it was the best way out of all the others. Of course, she could also vent her anger on the side... In any case, it was a cheaper price to pay with a fist instead of a knife.
Anyway, she was a really interesting woman.
Blahar, who had been thinking, let out a snicker. It was because he had a feeling that even after being treated so badly, he would not be able to give up on her.
It was three days that felt like three years.
Elze returned with a tattered body and mind. She must have really pushed herself too hard because she lost consciousness on the way back.
When she opened her eyes, she was lying in bed, and the treatment had been completed neatly. And Shan was right next to Elze. Lying next to her, he wrapped his hand around Elze’s waist as soon as she opened her eyes and asked.
“Are you awake?”
Elze nodded to him and checked his condition. She was not healed by divine power and was wrapped in bandages. As she gradually regained consciousness, the pain also increased. When Elze grimaced slightly, Shan spoke in a stern voice.
“You are now under arrest for one day.”
"But...."
There were so many things she wanted to ask about whether Elijah and Kalia were okay, and how Ilwooz was doing. Elze was also curious about the current situation, and how long she had been unconscious. However, Shan cut Elze off with a knife before she could say anything.
“Don’t ask me anything. Especially don’t even think about bringing up other people’s stories.”
Shan's voice was still affectionate, but his eyes had become a little fierce. He spoke with a smiling, but not smiling, face.
“What kind of experience did I have because of those damned guys... Do I really need to go into detail, Elze?”
“...”
Elze pushed back the question that had been on the tip of her tongue. It was a great display of patience for Shan not to kill Blahar, given his personality.
He gave up asking questions, but he couldn't help but be curious. Shan sighed as he looked at Elze, who had 'I'm dying of curiosity' written on her face. He pressed his finger against Elze's forehead and said.
“What are you so worried about?”
Then he brought his face close to hers and smiled. Elze could hear a low whisper.
“I foolishly thought I would have done better...”
The whisper was so tingly that it made her hair stand on end. Her mind was simultaneously filled with doubts about whether she could believe this, and relief that if she didn't trust Shan, who could she trust?
Elze tried a meaningless challenge.
“But if I just check briefly...?”
But Shan didn't budge. He reiterated his assertion.
“You must rest today. Got it?”
Elze, whose sins were heavy, could only nod her head.
Shan said it was a break, but Elze felt achy. She wanted to run out right away and run around the neighborhood to ask what was going on.
She was also curious about how the negotiations with Blahar had ended. Ever since Shan had decided to withdraw, Elze had been half-conscious. Because of that, she hadn't even heard him properly talking to Blahar. Then, she passed out and woke up to find herself on the bed with Shan clinging to her side.
Elze looked back at Shan. He was staring at Elze intently.
“Aren’t you busy?”
But instead of answering, Shan said one thing.
“Informal speech.”
"Ah..."
When there were only two of them, Elze had decided to talk but had forgotten about it. It seemed that she was still not used to it. Elze asked again in an informal tone.
“Well, aren’t you busy?”
Only then did Shan answer with a pleased face.
“I’m not busy.”
“...”
He couldn't help but be busy. He had a conflict with Prince Heglatan on the border. With something that big happening, it was only natural that he would be busy with the aftermath.
He must have had a lot of work to do, but he stuck right next to her and didn't let go. Elze gave him a look, but Shan just smiled shamelessly.
Elze tried to chase Shan away. Once she chased him away, she could ask the knights near the barracks about the situation.
But Shan was steadfast. He betrayed the conversation here and there, and then sighed deeply and spoke bluntly.
“Elze, I have no intention of leaving your side. So please stay still.”
He came closer and grabbed Elze's right wrist with his hand. His hand was large. Thanks to that, Elze's wrist was easily caught in one hand.
In the meantime, Shan had her wrists pressed down above her head. Elze, who was unable to move, had to look up at him while completely held. Shan said with force.
“Otherwise, no matter how much you beg today...”
He whispered in a slightly hoarse voice.
“I’m going to treat you roughly.”
The strength she felt on her wrist was tingling. It was a grip strength that stopped just before she thought it was painful.
The purple eyes staring straight at her looked truly dangerous. Her heart was pounding fast. However, Elze acted calmly and spoke to him.
"Lie."
Shan answered with a slow smile.
“It’s true.”
Elze asked him half in doubt.
"...Eeally?"
"Of course."
He let out a long groan and released Elze's wrist, saying,
“Shall we show it with action?”
Shan's sincerity dripped from his words. Before Elze could ask what he was doing, Shan grabbed Elze's clothes viciously. He said with a sly smile.
“You can’t go outside without clothes.”
Then, he took off Elze's pajamas in one go and shook them vigorously.
“Ugh! What are you doing!”
Elze tried to catch him later, but Shan tore her pajamas apart with his hands. Elze's pajamas were torn in half in an instant.
“My clothes...”
Elze looked at her nightgown, which had become a piece of cloth, with a blank expression. Now, all Elze was wearing was a thin slip. Shan covered Elze with a blanket and spoke kindly.
“I’m just saying this in case, but it’s really cold outside, so don’t think about useless things.”
But Elze still couldn't give up hope that she might be able to get out. Elze quietly wrapped herself in the blanket. There would be knights standing guard outside the barracks. She could get the information she wanted just by talking to them. Maybe there would be a chance once.
But Shan, who was quick-witted, quickly guessed Elze's thoughts. He frowned slightly.
“Are you trying to go outside now?”
Elze rolled her eyes at Shan's words. She should have said no, but it was such an obvious lie.
“...I can’t help it.”
Shan's face hardened. He spoke in a stern voice.
“We have no choice but to take special measures.”
Elze looked at Shan in surprise at the mention of special measures. Shan took a box from the table next to the bed. There was a creaking sound inside the box.
Instinctively feeling uneasy, Elze tried to jump out of bed. But Shan was faster. With skillful technique, he hugged Elze’s waist and laid her down on the bed, then grabbed her right arm and pulled.
Clank, clank, two clanking sounds rang in her ears. Then Elze felt a weight on one of her arms. After confirming the identity of the weight, Elze called out to Shan loudly.
“Shan!”
Elze's right wrist was bound with a soft cloth handcuff. The other end of the handcuff, with a long iron chain, was Shan's wrist. Elze called out to him belatedly.
“I’ll be quiet! Very, very quiet!”
Shan let out a low laugh at Elze's urgent words. She was astonished at the smile that seemed so satisfied. Shan didn't even flinch at Elze's resentful gaze.
“They only tied your wrists because you were injured. Otherwise, they would have tied your limbs.”
Elze looked at him with a slightly tired face. He said he wouldn't let her go outside, but she didn't know it would be this bad. Shan didn't seem to have any intention of letting Elze go. He laid Elze down on the bed and covered her with the blanket that had slipped down to the top of her neck.
“This is nothing.”
"This?"
Shan raised his eyebrows at Elze's incredulous reaction. He kissed Elze's neck. He sucked deeply and then bit her lightly, leaving a bite mark. Shan licked the mark he had left and asked.
“Shall I teach you what’s more?”
His tone was playful, but somehow his actions were not playful. It would not be strange at all if he were to be eaten alive. Elze shrugged her shoulders slightly. Shan muttered, biting Elze's shoulder a little painfully.
“While you were away, I suffered from depression to the point of madness.”
Elze held back the question of whether madness had already set in and listened to Shan. He continued in a whisper.
“My wife was doing so well in Heglatan.”
It was a remark that was filled with sincerity. Elze felt a pang in her heart at his words and quickly refuted him.
“No! I missed you too.”
"Truly?"
“Really!”
"When?"
“When I drink!”
“...With who?”
“Blah... gasp!”
Why do we only realize our slips of the tongue after we’ve made them? Elze stopped talking and covered her mouth with her right hand, but she had already said it.
"Ha?"
Shan's face immediately turned fierce. Shan pressed hard and spoke.
“You had a drink with that guy?”
“No, that’s... Heglatan culture starts with alcohol and ends with alcohol...”
Elze thought that what she was saying was not very convincing. In the end, she kept her mouth shut and just watched Shan's expression. Shan spoke with a frown.
“Do you know what Blahar told me?”
“What, what did he say?”
Her words stuttered out of their own accord. All sorts of thoughts came to mind. It was hard to make excuses because she didn’t know what Blahar, this crazy bastard, had said. While Elze was panicking, Shan suddenly let out a deep sigh, having stopped being angry.
"...No."
He chuckled. Shan said in a soft tone.
“Yeah, it’s nothing to be mad at you about.”
Elze suddenly became anxious. And, as expected, the next thing Shan said with a grin was eerie.
“I should have just cut off his head. Should I go now?”
“...”
Elze remained silent at the words that were spoken with a smile. It seemed that it would be better to be angry. Suddenly, fatigue came rushing in and her left arm started to ache. Elze pretended to be in more pain and wiggled her left arm.
Then Shan, who had just moments ago been absorbed in the thought of cutting off Blahar's head, quickly turned his attention to Elze.
“Does it hurt? Where?”
“Left arm...”
“The wound doesn’t look like it’s open. The bandage might be a little too tight.”
Elze couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Shan seriously examining her left arm. It was always like that. Elze was more important to Shan than anything else. It felt good to realize that fact again. Elze quietly called out to Shan, who was fiddling with the bandage.
“Shan.”
And then she pulled his face with her hand and lightly kissed his lips. Shan froze at the sudden skinship. At that sight, Elze let out a dry laugh and kissed him several times in succession. Elze said with a smile.
“Why are you so cute?”
Shan said in disbelief at the word cute.
“This is the first time in my life that I’ve heard someone say I’m cute.”
It would be understandable. Who would dare call Shan Cirxus cute? He was a man far from cute.
But to Elze, he was cuter and more lovable than anyone else. Shan smiled faintly at Elze's gaze full of affection and said.
“But I like any compliments I hear from you.”
He demanded, nodding his chin.
“Praise me more.”
Elze giggled. Suddenly, her playfulness surged, and instead of praising him, she offered something else.
“The worst, most merciless, cold-hearted... in the world.”
Shan's face, who had been secretly expecting it, darkened a little. Elze, who had been smiling and criticizing, finished it off by kissing Shan's lips with a soft sound.
“...But to me, you are my loving and affectionate man.”
As Elze finished speaking, Shan closed his eyes tightly. He let out a long breath.
"Ha..."
The breath was hot. Shan muttered with a troubled face.
“I shouldn’t do this to a patient.”
Shan slightly pushed himself away from Elze. There was a clanking sound of chains moving. She could see the excitement in his heated eyes.
While Elze was away at Heglatan, Shan had been quietly abstaining. It was only natural that he would easily become aroused by even the slightest stimulation.
The moment she realized Shan's excitement, Elze suddenly felt hot inside. Elze was also abstinent. When she was with Shan, she would always exchange light caresses every night, but for several days after being separated from him, there was no sexual contact.
She looked at his face. His eyes, shaded by slightly lowered eyelashes, were truly masculine. His strong jawline, thick Adam's apple, and straight collarbone. Elze impulsively asked him a question.
“Shall we... do it?”
Shan's eyes widened. Elze grabbed Shan, who was trying to push her away, and tapped his lips with her finger.
Shan's eyes became clouded. He called Elze's name in a slightly distressed voice.
“Elze...”
He seemed to be struggling to resist temptation. It was because he was afraid that he might hurt Elze, who had not yet fully recovered.
But Shan's patience snapped as Elze lowered the shoulder straps of the slip one by one. With the rustling sound of the fabric brushing against her skin, her white chest was revealed. Elze smiled at him and whispered.
“Be gentle instead. Yes?”
There was no way he could hold out any longer. Shan let out a deep, boiling groan, then rushed at Elze.
The moment their skins touched, Elze took a deep breath. It felt like swallowing a hot fire. The lukewarm heat that had been wrapping around her body spread throughout her entire body. The vague sensation grew stronger as if it was burning, and she groaned without realizing it.
He licked along her neck for a long time, then kissed her as if swallowing her whole. The sensation of his tongue probing her mouth sent goosebumps down her spine from head to toe. Shan seemed to be slowing down, but Elze was having a hard time just keeping up.
She raised her right hand and grabbed Shan's shoulder. The chain slid down with a rattling sound. Elze whispered to him, her chest heaving with her shallow breathing.
“Ugh, Shaan... I’m sick...”
Shan frowned at Elze's words. He took a deep breath and turned his attention elsewhere.
What caught Shan's attention were the clinking handcuffs. The handcuffs were tightly connected between Shan and Elze. Shan fiddled with the handcuffs on Elze's wrists, then grabbed the chain and pulled it. Naturally, his hands were pulled.
Shan held Elze's hand tightly as she was brought to him and kissed the back of her hand. He whispered with his eyes relaxed and relaxed.
“It looks much prettier this way.”
Then, he secretly encourages them by placing a finger between their wrists and the handcuffs.
“How about continuing like this?”
It was nonsense. Elze glared at him and quickly pulled her hand away.
“Rumors will spread throughout the empire that the Count and his wife have a strange sexual addiction.”
Shan accepted Elze's words with a playful tone.
“It’s more of an active sex life than an arrival certificate.”
“Anyway, what I mean is...”
Elze nodded to him and said.
“Kiss me.”
Shan answered with a smile.
“As ordered.”
And then he kissed her. Unlike the first urgent kiss, he was a little more relaxed and much more gentle.
But the sensation became sharper as the skinship slowed down. It was a sharp sensation like being branded with fire.
He bit her lip hard enough to feel the sharp pain, then rubbed her tongue. The movement of his tongue licking the flowing saliva was polite yet messy.
With a kiss that shared hot breaths, Shan gently caressed Elze. His hands and lips slowly moved down, thoroughly exploring her curved body. He clung to her without missing a single spot, causing Elze to tremble and moan.
“Ugh...”
Her lower abdomen was so tight that she couldn't stand it without making a sound. She tenses up to her toes. Her insteps bent and her fingers wiggled on their own. She could hear Shan laughing at the way she shrank down and scratched the sheets with her toes and fingers.
A bewitching light lingered over Shan’s eyes as he faced her. His eyes, dripping down, were voluptuous. She couldn’t bear to meet his eyes, so she turned away, and he rolled his tongue along her jawline. It was a silent signal for Elze to hurry and look at him.
When Elze looked back at him cautiously, Shan kissed him again as if he had been waiting for hr. And then he placed his thing underneath her, which was already soaking wet. Elze, who couldn’t hold back her excitement, finally grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him close to her. Shan willingly responded to Elze’s seduction.
His thing went in all at once, penetrating all the way. Elze held her breath and closed her eyes tightly. A kiss fell on her closed eyelids. When he slowly pulled back, it felt like all her insides were being pulled out. She could clearly feel Shan's thing moving inside her.
And when it was pushed back in... Elze felt like she was being torn apart into pieces. Pleasure poured out like a flood through the broken gap. A loud clanging sound of chains could be heard in the dimness. The chains, which made a sharp clanging sound along with the rough movements, were tightly binding Elze so that she could not escape from Shan.
“Haa, Shan, Aaak!”
Elze let out a moan that was nothing more than a scream. Shan didn’t slow down or slow down. He just got stronger and steeper. Her breathing became increasingly short as he kept pushing her. Every time he struck hard inside, her vision would blur and brighten repeatedly.
“Ah, ugh, Shan, please, just enough...!”
An unbearable feeling came over her. In the foreboding of pleasure so great that it was frightening, Elze desperately called Shan's name in a voice that was breaking off. She desperately begged for him to quench the heat that was filling her whole body, or at least make it a little softer and more comfortable.
But Shan only made her insides burn even hotter. Instead, he pushed it away until the very end, telling herself to accept the pleasure that was building up.
The feeling that she would fall at any moment was scary. She felt her hands and looked for something to hold on to. A cold iron chain caught her hand. Elze held on to it with all her might as if it were a lifeline that would save her.
The moment the sound of chains rattling hit her ears, a wave of intense sensation washed over Elze. Her eyes flashed for a moment.
“...!!”
Without even being able to groan, her back arched. Saliva that had been filled with excitement flowed out of her open mouth. Tears seemed to flow from her eyes as well. Elze shivered and trembled in extreme pleasure.
Shan hugged her tightly, but her trembling didn't stop easily. She was trembling in the afterglow of her climax, and when it had subsided a little, her eyes met Shan's.
“..."
His eyes were dark and sunken. They were filled with intense lust and should have been purple, but somehow they looked black.
The darkness contained within it was truly deep. Feeling as if she would never be able to escape if she were to be captured, Elze unconsciously moved away from him a little.
Shan's eyes drew a line at Elze's actions. He pulled the chain. Elze was dragged back to Shan. Shan whispered with his lips pressed close to her ear.
“You can’t run away now, where are you going?”
A breath dug into her ear. The low, ringing voice was immersed in the excitement of love that had not yet subsided.
“From head to toe... it’s all mine.”
Shan's lips buried themselves in her wrists. He put his tongue between the handcuffs and her wrists and licked them vigorously.
And then he smiled lewdly and asked Elze a question.
“Right, Elze?”
The answer to the question, full of lust and possessiveness, was already decided. Elze had no choice but to accept the only option he offered.
Previous Next
Blahar had to fight to keep his nervousness from showing on his sword. Despite his best efforts, he was slowly losing ground. At first glance, it looked like he was struggling, but that was absolutely not the case.
Cirxus was slowly tightening and loosening Blahar's grip as if he were playing with a prey he had already caught. Blahar was just trying to keep up with his pace. Perhaps his impatience was showing through. Cirxus spoke with one corner of his mouth twisted upward.
“I think you should be a little more desperate.”
His sword struck Flamberge and rushed at Blahar. He turned his head to dodge, but the sword grazed Blahar’s cheek. Along with the vivid sensation of blood dripping down, he heard Cirxus whispering in a quiet voice.
“If you keep using the sword like that, you’ll die.”
Blahar clenched his teeth. He was very good at making people angry. He hated to admit it, but Blahar was already caught up in his psychological warfare.
But Blahar also had a story to tell that would provoke Shan Cirxus. After exchanging swords with a few clanging noises, Blahar said to Cirxus:
“Elze, she has a beautiful body.”
“...”
Cirxus' eyebrows twitched.
“There are some scars, but they’re not that bad because the flesh inside is white and smooth. And...”
Blahar continued with a grin.
“She's cutest when your white cheeks turn red.”
Cirxus's eyes became fierce. His sword shook for a moment. Cirxus swung his sword violently and spoke.
“What have you done?”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?”
The moment Blahar asked that question, the two looked back at Elze at the same time as if they had made a promise. Then they glared at each other again. Cirxus spoke with a more fierce look in his eyes.
“If you play with your tongue recklessly... I guess I’ll have to teach you what happens.”
Blahar was about to laugh at his words when Cirxus suddenly came close to him and stabbed Blahar's horse's side with his sword.
“!!”
As the horse lurched, Blahar fell to the ground. As he was covered in dry dust, Shan jumped down from his horse as well.
Blahar straightened up. However, when he straightened up, Cirxus was already right in front of him. He swung his sword once, kicked away the knights of Heglatan who were rushing at him, and then continued his movement with a fluid motion, hitting Blahar in the face with his elbow.
It happened in an instant before he could even get into a defensive stance. There was a thud and Blahar's nose twisted.
“Ugh!”
Blood gushed out. Blahar tried to pull himself back, but a sword swung right after. Blahar barely managed to dodge the sword.
The knights of Heglatan rushed to protect the fallen Blahar, and likewise, the knights of Targayel rushed to attack the knights of Heglatan.
It was the beginning of a chaotic scene where the camp and everything was broken. But even in that hellish chaos, Shan Cirxus's goal was clear. He was aiming for Blahar.
The moment his gaze met with those purple eyes, Blahar held his breath for a moment. There was only one thought in Blahar's head.
Is that guy human?
No matter how much he thought about it, it didn't seem human. Cirxus was smiling with an extremely happy face. Those purple eyes that held deep darkness were so creepy that just looking at them gave him goosebumps.
When Shan Cirxus was called a demon during the Hundred Years' War, he thought it was a very childish nickname. However, Blahar realized that it was a title that could fully represent Shan Cirxus. Cirxus approached with brisk strides and opened his mouth softly.
“No matter how much I think about it...”
He laughed wickedly.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to appease you unless I kill you.”
And he stretched out his sword.
“!!”
Blahar opened his eyes. He would die. He would definitely die. The sword of Cirxus would cut off Blahar's head.
It was at that moment when the blade cut through the wind that a thin voice came between them.
“Shan!!”
***
Elze and Rapine approached the place where the fierce battle was taking place.
It was already a mess. Shan and Blahar had dismounted and were fighting on the bare ground. And the knights were also entangled in the melee to protect their lord.
The sight of them fighting in formation and formation was nowhere to be found. Everyone had thrown away their horses and were running around on the dirt with their feet, in a dogfight like no other. Elze, who had discovered Blahar in the midst of all this, gasped at his appearance.
"OMG..."
His handsome face, which was his best feature, was completely destroyed. His nose bridge was crooked as if his nose bone had been broken. Blahar, whose face was covered in blood and dirt, looked like a beggar no matter how you looked at him.
It was refreshing to see the mess that had been made in a short while, but she was worried about Shan. Even if they were fighting in the border area, Shan would know that the Prince of Heglatan should not be touched. But he had smashed up the most visible part of his face. Shan would not have touched such a visible part without being quite angry.
Elze looked anxiously for Shan. He was hidden among the knights, but she could quickly find him.
The place where Shan was was surrounded by a sinister and sinister aura. That's why that place stood out as if it was completely black.
Shan was walking briskly toward Blahar, surrounded by Heglatan's knights. She could see his face smiling happily. As soon as she saw that smile, Elze muttered without realizing it.
“We’re in big trouble...”
It was a smile that was so young that it even felt sexual. The purple eyes shining inside the crooked eyes were already delicious. It could be felt from the way he held the sword. Shan had already decided to kill Blahar...
But if we kill Blahar now, things will get out of control.
Elze also caused chaos by blowing up the Crown Prince's palace in Heglatan, but it was ultimately the work of an unknown force. The fact that Elijah was involved in the explosion was known only to Blahar.
Since Blahar was also accused of attempting to kill the Crown Prince, it was not easy to make public the bombing. The most likely scenario was that it would be covered up as a simple accident.
But not now. In such a public place, under the Targayel banner, if Count Targayel himself were to kill the Prince of Heglatan...
It was an unmanageable level. Even if he could kill him secretly later, he had to stop Shan at all costs while holding the Targayel flag. Elze urged Rapine urgently.
“Rapine, come closer!”
“No! The knights are preventing us from passing!”
"...Shit!"
Elze clenched her teeth and jumped off the horse. She heard Rapine calling her urgently from behind, but she didn't have time to look back. Elze put everything aside and ran.
“!!”
Shan raised his sword. His sword, brimming with murderous intent, was aimed squarely at Blahar's neck.
Heglatan's knights charged at Shan in unison, but were blocked by Targayel's knights. Some of them broke through Targayel and headed towards Blahar, but Shan was faster.
Shan's sword slowly swung through the air. Blahar cannot stop that sword. He will die. Elze shouted urgently.
“Shan!!”
She shouted with all her might, but the voice that came out was weak and small. However, Shan did not miss Elze’s voice. His sword stopped abruptly. Exactly a fingernail’s distance from Blahar’s neck.
"Ah..."
Elze let out a sigh of relief. For now, she had prevented Blahar from dying. Blahar, who had been pushed to the brink of death, seemed to have lost the strength in his legs and collapsed to the floor.
Elze fumbled with her left arm. Pain surged through her. It felt like the wound had opened again. The bandage on her once clean left arm was turning red. But Elze didn’t have time to feel pain and just walked to Shan.
Shan looked at Elze with an expressionless face. Then he pierced the neck of the Heglatan knight who was attacking him with his sword. Blood spurted everywhere, but his gaze was still fixed on Elze.
Elze started walking, panting and took a seat next to Shan and Blahar.
Suddenly, the plains became quiet. Everyone stopped their swords and looked at Elze. Feeling the countless eyes on her, Elze looked at Shan.
Shan said nothing. His once fierce spirit had softened as Elze approached. However, it had not disappeared.
It was like blocking a dam that was about to burst at any moment. The moment there was even the slightest deviation, Shan's black sword would immediately cut off Blahar's head.
Elze swallowed hard. Then she turned her head sharply and glared at Blahar. He, who had been sitting on the floor with a blank expression, opened his eyes wide at Elze's sudden gaze. Elze groaned and grabbed Blahar’s collar with her hands.
“..?”
Although she was flustered, she obediently grabbed Blahar by the collar. Then, Elze gathered the last of her strength and slammed her fist into Blahar’s face.
Thud, a short, thick sound rang out.
“...”
For a moment, the vast plain was silent. Everyone looked at Elze with bewildered eyes. They all had expressions that did not understand the current situation. Even Blahar, who had been punched, did not know what was going on and just stared blankly at Elze.
Elze let go of Blahar's collar as if throwing him to the ground. Her body swayed and she almost fell to the ground.
Shan, who had been slightly absent-minded, came to his senses belatedly. He quickly reached out to Elze and hugged her tightly.
Elze, who was hugged like a Princess without realizing it, hesitantly hugged Shan's neck with her hand. Then, she calmed her rapid breathing.
Oh my, it’s hard... Even hitting someone requires a lot of physical strength. Elze, who had barely calmed down, looked up at Shan and urged him.
“You can’t kill him.”
Elze held out her cold hand to Shan, who did not answer.
“Because I hit him once instead...”
And then she stroked Shan's cheek with that hand and said.
“We are going back.”
He sighed slowly. Shan's breath was unusually warm in the cold which made her nose turn red. Shan whispered quietly.
“Elze.”
A low voice tickled deep in her chest. Elze also called his name.
“Shan...”
Her husband, whom she saw up close for the first time in a long time, was still handsome, affectionate, and beastly.
Shan narrowed his eyes and silently took off Elze's hair which was dried and clung to blood. The murderous intent in Shan's eyes had not yet completely disappeared. He raised his eyebrows. Then he asked in a slightly angry voice.
“Do you want me not to kill him?”
"That's right."
Elza hesitated and then added one more thing.
“For you.”
Shan frowned. Then he kept his mouth shut for a long time. Elze waited silently for him to open his mouth. After meeting his gaze, Shan spoke slowly.
“If that’s what you want, then do it.”
As soon as she heard Shan's answer, Elze turned her gaze to Blahar. Then she clenched her teeth and quickly winked at him. It was a signal for him to run away.
Blahar wasn't stupid either, so he immediately understood Elze's intentions. He slowly stepped back for a moment.
Shan's eyebrows furrowed as he noticed the exchange of glances between Elze and Blahar. Elze spoke quickly before he could turn his attention back to Blahar.
“I feel like my arm is going to fall off.”
Left arm... Shan quickly checked Elze’s condition at the small words she was saying. Elze pretended to die to Shan.
Shan was also nervous and asked several times if it hurt a lot. Then, he finally gave the order for Targayel's knights to retreat. Blahar, who was watching this, let out a hollow laugh.
"Ha..."
It was absurd. Shan Kiraxus, who had been so fierce and vicious, had evaporated. In his obedient appearance as if he had become a docile lamb, there was no trace of the demon he had been fighting for his life and death just a moment ago.
However, even though the sight was absurd, Blahar felt a chill in his heart. Cirxus’s power was beyond what a human could handle. If it weren’t for Elze, he would have definitely died at the hands of Shan Cirxus.
He could see it. She grabbed Blahar by the collar and punched him to save him.
Cirxus, who had decided to kill Blahar, was like an animal, true to his instincts. Even if you tried to persuade him with words, he would have just turned a deaf ear. Perhaps, even if Elze had tried to stop him, he would have killed Blahar.
So she threw a punch. It was a completely unexpected action, to divert Cirxus's attention and cool his anger, allowing him to come to his senses.
At least in that situation, it was the best way out of all the others. Of course, she could also vent her anger on the side... In any case, it was a cheaper price to pay with a fist instead of a knife.
Anyway, she was a really interesting woman.
Blahar, who had been thinking, let out a snicker. It was because he had a feeling that even after being treated so badly, he would not be able to give up on her.
***
It was three days that felt like three years.
Elze returned with a tattered body and mind. She must have really pushed herself too hard because she lost consciousness on the way back.
When she opened her eyes, she was lying in bed, and the treatment had been completed neatly. And Shan was right next to Elze. Lying next to her, he wrapped his hand around Elze’s waist as soon as she opened her eyes and asked.
“Are you awake?”
Elze nodded to him and checked his condition. She was not healed by divine power and was wrapped in bandages. As she gradually regained consciousness, the pain also increased. When Elze grimaced slightly, Shan spoke in a stern voice.
“You are now under arrest for one day.”
"But...."
There were so many things she wanted to ask about whether Elijah and Kalia were okay, and how Ilwooz was doing. Elze was also curious about the current situation, and how long she had been unconscious. However, Shan cut Elze off with a knife before she could say anything.
“Don’t ask me anything. Especially don’t even think about bringing up other people’s stories.”
Shan's voice was still affectionate, but his eyes had become a little fierce. He spoke with a smiling, but not smiling, face.
“What kind of experience did I have because of those damned guys... Do I really need to go into detail, Elze?”
“...”
Elze pushed back the question that had been on the tip of her tongue. It was a great display of patience for Shan not to kill Blahar, given his personality.
He gave up asking questions, but he couldn't help but be curious. Shan sighed as he looked at Elze, who had 'I'm dying of curiosity' written on her face. He pressed his finger against Elze's forehead and said.
“What are you so worried about?”
Then he brought his face close to hers and smiled. Elze could hear a low whisper.
“I foolishly thought I would have done better...”
The whisper was so tingly that it made her hair stand on end. Her mind was simultaneously filled with doubts about whether she could believe this, and relief that if she didn't trust Shan, who could she trust?
Elze tried a meaningless challenge.
“But if I just check briefly...?”
But Shan didn't budge. He reiterated his assertion.
“You must rest today. Got it?”
Elze, whose sins were heavy, could only nod her head.
***
Shan said it was a break, but Elze felt achy. She wanted to run out right away and run around the neighborhood to ask what was going on.
She was also curious about how the negotiations with Blahar had ended. Ever since Shan had decided to withdraw, Elze had been half-conscious. Because of that, she hadn't even heard him properly talking to Blahar. Then, she passed out and woke up to find herself on the bed with Shan clinging to her side.
Elze looked back at Shan. He was staring at Elze intently.
“Aren’t you busy?”
But instead of answering, Shan said one thing.
“Informal speech.”
"Ah..."
When there were only two of them, Elze had decided to talk but had forgotten about it. It seemed that she was still not used to it. Elze asked again in an informal tone.
“Well, aren’t you busy?”
Only then did Shan answer with a pleased face.
“I’m not busy.”
“...”
He couldn't help but be busy. He had a conflict with Prince Heglatan on the border. With something that big happening, it was only natural that he would be busy with the aftermath.
He must have had a lot of work to do, but he stuck right next to her and didn't let go. Elze gave him a look, but Shan just smiled shamelessly.
Elze tried to chase Shan away. Once she chased him away, she could ask the knights near the barracks about the situation.
But Shan was steadfast. He betrayed the conversation here and there, and then sighed deeply and spoke bluntly.
“Elze, I have no intention of leaving your side. So please stay still.”
He came closer and grabbed Elze's right wrist with his hand. His hand was large. Thanks to that, Elze's wrist was easily caught in one hand.
In the meantime, Shan had her wrists pressed down above her head. Elze, who was unable to move, had to look up at him while completely held. Shan said with force.
“Otherwise, no matter how much you beg today...”
He whispered in a slightly hoarse voice.
“I’m going to treat you roughly.”
The strength she felt on her wrist was tingling. It was a grip strength that stopped just before she thought it was painful.
The purple eyes staring straight at her looked truly dangerous. Her heart was pounding fast. However, Elze acted calmly and spoke to him.
"Lie."
Shan answered with a slow smile.
“It’s true.”
Elze asked him half in doubt.
"...Eeally?"
"Of course."
He let out a long groan and released Elze's wrist, saying,
“Shall we show it with action?”
Shan's sincerity dripped from his words. Before Elze could ask what he was doing, Shan grabbed Elze's clothes viciously. He said with a sly smile.
“You can’t go outside without clothes.”
Then, he took off Elze's pajamas in one go and shook them vigorously.
“Ugh! What are you doing!”
Elze tried to catch him later, but Shan tore her pajamas apart with his hands. Elze's pajamas were torn in half in an instant.
“My clothes...”
Elze looked at her nightgown, which had become a piece of cloth, with a blank expression. Now, all Elze was wearing was a thin slip. Shan covered Elze with a blanket and spoke kindly.
“I’m just saying this in case, but it’s really cold outside, so don’t think about useless things.”
But Elze still couldn't give up hope that she might be able to get out. Elze quietly wrapped herself in the blanket. There would be knights standing guard outside the barracks. She could get the information she wanted just by talking to them. Maybe there would be a chance once.
But Shan, who was quick-witted, quickly guessed Elze's thoughts. He frowned slightly.
“Are you trying to go outside now?”
Elze rolled her eyes at Shan's words. She should have said no, but it was such an obvious lie.
“...I can’t help it.”
Shan's face hardened. He spoke in a stern voice.
“We have no choice but to take special measures.”
Elze looked at Shan in surprise at the mention of special measures. Shan took a box from the table next to the bed. There was a creaking sound inside the box.
Instinctively feeling uneasy, Elze tried to jump out of bed. But Shan was faster. With skillful technique, he hugged Elze’s waist and laid her down on the bed, then grabbed her right arm and pulled.
Clank, clank, two clanking sounds rang in her ears. Then Elze felt a weight on one of her arms. After confirming the identity of the weight, Elze called out to Shan loudly.
“Shan!”
Elze's right wrist was bound with a soft cloth handcuff. The other end of the handcuff, with a long iron chain, was Shan's wrist. Elze called out to him belatedly.
“I’ll be quiet! Very, very quiet!”
Shan let out a low laugh at Elze's urgent words. She was astonished at the smile that seemed so satisfied. Shan didn't even flinch at Elze's resentful gaze.
“They only tied your wrists because you were injured. Otherwise, they would have tied your limbs.”
Elze looked at him with a slightly tired face. He said he wouldn't let her go outside, but she didn't know it would be this bad. Shan didn't seem to have any intention of letting Elze go. He laid Elze down on the bed and covered her with the blanket that had slipped down to the top of her neck.
“This is nothing.”
"This?"
Shan raised his eyebrows at Elze's incredulous reaction. He kissed Elze's neck. He sucked deeply and then bit her lightly, leaving a bite mark. Shan licked the mark he had left and asked.
“Shall I teach you what’s more?”
His tone was playful, but somehow his actions were not playful. It would not be strange at all if he were to be eaten alive. Elze shrugged her shoulders slightly. Shan muttered, biting Elze's shoulder a little painfully.
“While you were away, I suffered from depression to the point of madness.”
Elze held back the question of whether madness had already set in and listened to Shan. He continued in a whisper.
“My wife was doing so well in Heglatan.”
It was a remark that was filled with sincerity. Elze felt a pang in her heart at his words and quickly refuted him.
“No! I missed you too.”
"Truly?"
“Really!”
"When?"
“When I drink!”
“...With who?”
“Blah... gasp!”
Why do we only realize our slips of the tongue after we’ve made them? Elze stopped talking and covered her mouth with her right hand, but she had already said it.
"Ha?"
Shan's face immediately turned fierce. Shan pressed hard and spoke.
“You had a drink with that guy?”
“No, that’s... Heglatan culture starts with alcohol and ends with alcohol...”
Elze thought that what she was saying was not very convincing. In the end, she kept her mouth shut and just watched Shan's expression. Shan spoke with a frown.
“Do you know what Blahar told me?”
“What, what did he say?”
Her words stuttered out of their own accord. All sorts of thoughts came to mind. It was hard to make excuses because she didn’t know what Blahar, this crazy bastard, had said. While Elze was panicking, Shan suddenly let out a deep sigh, having stopped being angry.
"...No."
He chuckled. Shan said in a soft tone.
“Yeah, it’s nothing to be mad at you about.”
Elze suddenly became anxious. And, as expected, the next thing Shan said with a grin was eerie.
“I should have just cut off his head. Should I go now?”
“...”
Elze remained silent at the words that were spoken with a smile. It seemed that it would be better to be angry. Suddenly, fatigue came rushing in and her left arm started to ache. Elze pretended to be in more pain and wiggled her left arm.
Then Shan, who had just moments ago been absorbed in the thought of cutting off Blahar's head, quickly turned his attention to Elze.
“Does it hurt? Where?”
“Left arm...”
“The wound doesn’t look like it’s open. The bandage might be a little too tight.”
Elze couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Shan seriously examining her left arm. It was always like that. Elze was more important to Shan than anything else. It felt good to realize that fact again. Elze quietly called out to Shan, who was fiddling with the bandage.
“Shan.”
And then she pulled his face with her hand and lightly kissed his lips. Shan froze at the sudden skinship. At that sight, Elze let out a dry laugh and kissed him several times in succession. Elze said with a smile.
“Why are you so cute?”
Shan said in disbelief at the word cute.
“This is the first time in my life that I’ve heard someone say I’m cute.”
It would be understandable. Who would dare call Shan Cirxus cute? He was a man far from cute.
But to Elze, he was cuter and more lovable than anyone else. Shan smiled faintly at Elze's gaze full of affection and said.
“But I like any compliments I hear from you.”
He demanded, nodding his chin.
“Praise me more.”
Elze giggled. Suddenly, her playfulness surged, and instead of praising him, she offered something else.
“The worst, most merciless, cold-hearted... in the world.”
Shan's face, who had been secretly expecting it, darkened a little. Elze, who had been smiling and criticizing, finished it off by kissing Shan's lips with a soft sound.
“...But to me, you are my loving and affectionate man.”
As Elze finished speaking, Shan closed his eyes tightly. He let out a long breath.
"Ha..."
The breath was hot. Shan muttered with a troubled face.
“I shouldn’t do this to a patient.”
Shan slightly pushed himself away from Elze. There was a clanking sound of chains moving. She could see the excitement in his heated eyes.
While Elze was away at Heglatan, Shan had been quietly abstaining. It was only natural that he would easily become aroused by even the slightest stimulation.
The moment she realized Shan's excitement, Elze suddenly felt hot inside. Elze was also abstinent. When she was with Shan, she would always exchange light caresses every night, but for several days after being separated from him, there was no sexual contact.
She looked at his face. His eyes, shaded by slightly lowered eyelashes, were truly masculine. His strong jawline, thick Adam's apple, and straight collarbone. Elze impulsively asked him a question.
“Shall we... do it?”
Shan's eyes widened. Elze grabbed Shan, who was trying to push her away, and tapped his lips with her finger.
“I'm sick today, so you serve me.”
“Elze...”
He seemed to be struggling to resist temptation. It was because he was afraid that he might hurt Elze, who had not yet fully recovered.
But Shan's patience snapped as Elze lowered the shoulder straps of the slip one by one. With the rustling sound of the fabric brushing against her skin, her white chest was revealed. Elze smiled at him and whispered.
“Be gentle instead. Yes?”
There was no way he could hold out any longer. Shan let out a deep, boiling groan, then rushed at Elze.
The moment their skins touched, Elze took a deep breath. It felt like swallowing a hot fire. The lukewarm heat that had been wrapping around her body spread throughout her entire body. The vague sensation grew stronger as if it was burning, and she groaned without realizing it.
He licked along her neck for a long time, then kissed her as if swallowing her whole. The sensation of his tongue probing her mouth sent goosebumps down her spine from head to toe. Shan seemed to be slowing down, but Elze was having a hard time just keeping up.
She raised her right hand and grabbed Shan's shoulder. The chain slid down with a rattling sound. Elze whispered to him, her chest heaving with her shallow breathing.
“Ugh, Shaan... I’m sick...”
Shan frowned at Elze's words. He took a deep breath and turned his attention elsewhere.
What caught Shan's attention were the clinking handcuffs. The handcuffs were tightly connected between Shan and Elze. Shan fiddled with the handcuffs on Elze's wrists, then grabbed the chain and pulled it. Naturally, his hands were pulled.
Shan held Elze's hand tightly as she was brought to him and kissed the back of her hand. He whispered with his eyes relaxed and relaxed.
“It looks much prettier this way.”
Then, he secretly encourages them by placing a finger between their wrists and the handcuffs.
“How about continuing like this?”
It was nonsense. Elze glared at him and quickly pulled her hand away.
“Rumors will spread throughout the empire that the Count and his wife have a strange sexual addiction.”
Shan accepted Elze's words with a playful tone.
“It’s more of an active sex life than an arrival certificate.”
“Anyway, what I mean is...”
Elze nodded to him and said.
“Kiss me.”
Shan answered with a smile.
“As ordered.”
And then he kissed her. Unlike the first urgent kiss, he was a little more relaxed and much more gentle.
But the sensation became sharper as the skinship slowed down. It was a sharp sensation like being branded with fire.
He bit her lip hard enough to feel the sharp pain, then rubbed her tongue. The movement of his tongue licking the flowing saliva was polite yet messy.
With a kiss that shared hot breaths, Shan gently caressed Elze. His hands and lips slowly moved down, thoroughly exploring her curved body. He clung to her without missing a single spot, causing Elze to tremble and moan.
“Ugh...”
Her lower abdomen was so tight that she couldn't stand it without making a sound. She tenses up to her toes. Her insteps bent and her fingers wiggled on their own. She could hear Shan laughing at the way she shrank down and scratched the sheets with her toes and fingers.
A bewitching light lingered over Shan’s eyes as he faced her. His eyes, dripping down, were voluptuous. She couldn’t bear to meet his eyes, so she turned away, and he rolled his tongue along her jawline. It was a silent signal for Elze to hurry and look at him.
When Elze looked back at him cautiously, Shan kissed him again as if he had been waiting for hr. And then he placed his thing underneath her, which was already soaking wet. Elze, who couldn’t hold back her excitement, finally grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him close to her. Shan willingly responded to Elze’s seduction.
His thing went in all at once, penetrating all the way. Elze held her breath and closed her eyes tightly. A kiss fell on her closed eyelids. When he slowly pulled back, it felt like all her insides were being pulled out. She could clearly feel Shan's thing moving inside her.
And when it was pushed back in... Elze felt like she was being torn apart into pieces. Pleasure poured out like a flood through the broken gap. A loud clanging sound of chains could be heard in the dimness. The chains, which made a sharp clanging sound along with the rough movements, were tightly binding Elze so that she could not escape from Shan.
“Haa, Shan, Aaak!”
Elze let out a moan that was nothing more than a scream. Shan didn’t slow down or slow down. He just got stronger and steeper. Her breathing became increasingly short as he kept pushing her. Every time he struck hard inside, her vision would blur and brighten repeatedly.
“Ah, ugh, Shan, please, just enough...!”
An unbearable feeling came over her. In the foreboding of pleasure so great that it was frightening, Elze desperately called Shan's name in a voice that was breaking off. She desperately begged for him to quench the heat that was filling her whole body, or at least make it a little softer and more comfortable.
But Shan only made her insides burn even hotter. Instead, he pushed it away until the very end, telling herself to accept the pleasure that was building up.
The feeling that she would fall at any moment was scary. She felt her hands and looked for something to hold on to. A cold iron chain caught her hand. Elze held on to it with all her might as if it were a lifeline that would save her.
The moment the sound of chains rattling hit her ears, a wave of intense sensation washed over Elze. Her eyes flashed for a moment.
“...!!”
Without even being able to groan, her back arched. Saliva that had been filled with excitement flowed out of her open mouth. Tears seemed to flow from her eyes as well. Elze shivered and trembled in extreme pleasure.
Shan hugged her tightly, but her trembling didn't stop easily. She was trembling in the afterglow of her climax, and when it had subsided a little, her eyes met Shan's.
“..."
His eyes were dark and sunken. They were filled with intense lust and should have been purple, but somehow they looked black.
The darkness contained within it was truly deep. Feeling as if she would never be able to escape if she were to be captured, Elze unconsciously moved away from him a little.
Shan's eyes drew a line at Elze's actions. He pulled the chain. Elze was dragged back to Shan. Shan whispered with his lips pressed close to her ear.
“You can’t run away now, where are you going?”
A breath dug into her ear. The low, ringing voice was immersed in the excitement of love that had not yet subsided.
“From head to toe... it’s all mine.”
Shan's lips buried themselves in her wrists. He put his tongue between the handcuffs and her wrists and licked them vigorously.
And then he smiled lewdly and asked Elze a question.
“Right, Elze?”
The answer to the question, full of lust and possessiveness, was already decided. Elze had no choice but to accept the only option he offered.
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