Episode 100. For Perfect Communication
Rose covered her flushed face with both hands.
The Grand Duke hadn't pushed her away. Instead, he had hugged her tightly, even lying her down on the bed.
And then... they passionately explored each other's lips.
'This is crazy.'
Rose licked her lips for no reason.
For some reason, her lips felt hot. The soft texture kept coming back to her.
Rose couldn't raise her head because she was embarrassed.
Kissing him was quite embarrassing, but the problem was... that the Grand Duke had firmly rejected Rose's advances.
'I don't want to do this when I'm drunk.'
'Ha... It's embarrassing.'
It would have been better if she couldn't remember clearly, but she had been clearly rejected. That felt even more shameful.
'Why did I do that yesterday?'
Rose felt a pang of regret for yesterday.
She shouldn't have suggested it, or rather, she shouldn't have dragged him into the bedroom.
'No... I should have only had one glass of wine in the first place.'
What use was there in regretting it now?
'The Grand Duke will think I'm a strange woman, right?'
A woman who rushes at him, drunk.
She felt uneasy, as if she had left him with a bad impression.
"Judging by your expression, I see you seem to remember everything."
The Grand Duke's voice came.
If only she could turn back time, she would go back to yesterday.
The Grand Duke closed his eyes as he stared at the frozen Rose. Those gently curved eyes were incredibly charming.
It wouldn't be normal for him to feel excited at the sight of the Grand Duke's face even in the midst of shame.
'Haa... I never knew I was the kind of person who brightens up like this.'
Rose spoke with a flushed face.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I guess I wasn't in my right mind yesterday."
"Did you act impulsively when you were drunk?"
"...Yes."
The voice, crawling in, was very faint.
Rose couldn't properly face the Grand Duke.
She was afraid to see his expression.
She didn't want to see the Grand Duke's expression, who might have been deeply disappointed by her actions.
Grand Duke Artaeum carefully hugged Rose, who was at a loss on the edge of the bed, around her waist.
Their already close bodies pressed even closer together.
"You're not being honest, are you?"
She could feel the Grand Duke's breath right before her nose.
Thump, thump, thump.
Her oblivious heart pounded, oblivious to Rose's feelings.
"I had some hope when you said you'd embrace me in the morning. This is too bad."
Rose's eyes widened.
What does he mean?
"I'm afraid you'll regret it. I told you I wanted to connect with you when you were of sound mind. You don't remember that, do you?"
His tone was slightly teasing.
He gently ruffled Rose's hair.
"So, wasn't it you who rejected me yesterday?"
Rose finally felt a sense of relief.
The Grand Duke hadn't rejected Rose; he'd restrained his instincts.
She'd thought she'd been rejected outright, but fortunately, she was relieved.
Rose let out a sigh of relief.
A tingling sensation washed over her as the Grand Duke's hand brushed against her neck.
Perhaps it was the autumn sunlight streaming through the window.
The Grand Duke's face shone even more translucently today.
Blue eyes shimmered faintly beneath his disheveled hair.
And beneath them, his lips, rosy...
Rose's gaze was drawn to the Grand Duke's lips. A kiss, hazy from the alcohol, dawned on her.
The Grand Duke gazed intently at Rose, then opened his mouth with a slight tremble.
"Let's date first."
His eyes were wide.
"Because you want it so badly."
He carefully stroked Rose's face. The touch on her cheek felt pleasant.
Rose held the Grand Duke's hand, stroking her cheek, as if to stop it.
Rose, who had quietly lowered her hand, wrapped her arms around the Grand Duke's neck.
And then, without a word, the two explored each other's lips.
It all happened in an instant.
The sound of heavy breathing echoed softly throughout the bedroom.
The Grand Duke carefully supported Rose's head and quickly laid her down on the bed.
Rose hugged the Grand Duke's neck and kissed him.
Only their hot breaths exchanged.
The Grand Duke slowly pulled away and looked at Rose.
His slightly relaxed eyes were filled with intense desire.
The Grand Duke's lips touched Rose's forehead, then tickled her nose, cheek, and neck.
Rose flinched and unconsciously hugged the Grand Duke.
The feeling of her toes curling was so intense that she couldn't come to her senses.
'But is this really allowed on the first day of our relationship?'
Rose, who had always lived a conventional life, was confused by this unprecedented deviation. She was kissing him instinctively, but if this continued...
Rose swallowed hard.
She felt a strange sense of tension. Did he sense Rose's tense state?
The Grand Duke of Artaeum pulled away and looked at Rose.
"Do you not like it?"
His low, gentle voice was incredibly gentle.
The Grand Duke spoke through a gasp, his eyes studying Rose anxiously.
Although she didn't dislike it, Rose, burdened by the prospect of this happening so soon after they started dating, couldn't easily respond.
The Grand Duke looked at Rose, who was speechless, gently. He lightly kissed Rose's cheek and then gently stroked her cheek.
"If you don't like it, then just stop."
With these words, the Grand Duke stood up.
No, he tried to stand up. Until Rose grabbed his arm.
Rose grabbed the Grand Duke's arm as it moved away from her.
It was too bad to just end it.
The Grand Duke's gaze wavered at Rose's unexpected touch.
Rose's face flushed red, and she shook her head.
"I don't dislike it."
She forced herself to meet his eyes, overcoming her embarrassment.
"Yes. Let's continue."
Rose's fingers wriggled shyly on the Grand Duke's arm.
The Grand Duke found it difficult to calm his trembling heart. To think she had such an adorable expression on her face.
The desire he had been suppressing, lingering, rose again.
The sight of Rose lying disheveled was indescribably provocative.
After all, it was on his own bed, of all places.
Instead of answering, the Grand Duke devoured Rose's lips.
Unlike their gentle first kiss, it was a remarkably intense one.
He thrusted fiercely, as if he were going to devour her.
Rose's breathing became even more rapid as the Grand Duke left her breathless. She simply surrendered her heated body to instinct.
She shook off all her worries and hugged the Grand Duke back.
Just as the room was heating up, the Grand Duke suddenly paused.
He pulled away and looked down at Rose.
With a flushed face, he caught his breath, then stood up with a single, curt remark.
"Wait a minute."
Rose was taken aback by the Grand Duke's departure from the bed without a word.
The Grand Duke rummaged through the drawers next to the bed.
Rose, watching the scene, played with her lips, thinking,
'... Was my kiss not good enough?'
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he had left at such a crucial moment.
The Grand Duke hurriedly drank something and returned to Rose, holding an unidentified potion in his hand.
"Drink this. It has no side effects, so don't worry."
The potion he handed to Rose was the same one he had consumed.
Rose stared blankly at the potion the Grand Duke held out.
"What is this?"
"Birth control pills."
When did he prepare these?
... Is he kept in the room, ready to be consumed at any time?
Just as she was about to be shocked by the fact that there were birth control pills in the Grand Duke's room, her misunderstanding was quickly resolved.
"Didn't your mother tell you to be strict about contraception?"
"Yes?!"
Rose's voice rose an octave. She pursed her lips in embarrassment.
'No... You heard all that?'
He had never dreamed that the Grand Duke had heard her mother's conversation with her.
"Ha... Embarrassing."
A strange sense of shame welled up in her. Perhaps frustrated by her inability to do anything, the Archduke poured the potion he was about to give Rose into her mouth.
Then he fed it to Rose, mouth to mouth.
The Grand Duke of Artaeum wiped his lips with a satisfied expression.
"Now I can go at ease."
He hugged Rose, seemingly unable to bear it any longer.
“I won’t stop anymore. I can’t stop now.”
He whispered, tickling Rose’s ear.
“You’re my woman now.”
The languid afternoon sunlight fell on Rose and the Grand Duke's faces.
Rose was sound asleep in the Grand Duke's arms.
The Grand Duke couldn’t take his eyes off Rose in his arms.
Everything about her was lovable.
The Grand Duke carefully stroked Rose’s face. The smile never left his face.
“Did I push myself too hard...”
Seeing Rose sleeping exhausted, he worried that he had made a mistake.
It was the first time he had ever held a woman. That’s why it was hard to tell whether Rose’s reaction was a scream or a howl.
As he recalled what had happened with Rose, the Grand Duke felt his body heat up again.
Perhaps because Rose was by his side? He sighed at his own tireless reaction.
He closed his eyes and muttered softly.
“Haa.. This is driving me crazy.”
How could he be so incapable of self-control?
If Rose found out, she knew he'd probably treat her like an animal.
He'd tormented Rose three times.
But it seemed that wasn't enough.
His face flushed with anger, he forced himself to catch his breath. He couldn't push her any further.
The Grand Duke kissed Rose's forehead and hugged her.
Rose's skin felt incredibly soft against his palm.
The Grand Duke stroked Rose's arm. Looking at her delicate body, the Grand Duke deeply regretted having pounced on her like an animal.
Rose began to toss in the Grand Duke's arms.
"Um..."
A languid voice pierced the Grand Duke's ear. As Rose showed signs of waking, the Grand Duke quickly locked eyes with Rose, trying to gauge her mood.
He stared at Rose tensely.
Rose's heavy eyelids lifted, and her eyes blinked. Her long eyelashes fluttered lazily.
“...You weren’t asleep?”
Rose mumbled, her eyes hazy and sleepy.
“Yes.”
The Grand Duke, unable to hide his anxious gaze, answered briefly.
Even in his daze, Rose sensed a certain unease in his state. Rose’s doubts were immediately resolved by the Grand Duke's words.
“I should have thought of you. I overdid it.”
Rose smiled faintly at the Grand Duke's words and snuggled deeper into his embrace.
She immediately understood what he meant.
Indeed, it was too intense. She completely understood the Grand Duke's concern.
However, his worry was unnecessary. Rose possessed extraordinary stamina, as befitting the heroine of a high-octane novel.
To feel herself transformed in this way... It was a strange feeling.
“I’m fine.”
Rose, who had been burying her head in the Grand Duke's embrace, slowly raised her head.
"Do it one more time, Your Highness."
The words that flowed from her lips were truly captivating.
Her luscious red lips twitched as if pleading. The Grand Duke's heart raced at Rose's provocation.
He wanted to embrace her right away, but the Grand Duke was no fool.
Tomorrow was a crucial day for Rose. He didn't want to drain her of her energy by indulging in mere lust.
"You shouldn't overdo it. You haven't forgotten what tomorrow is, have you?"
The Grand Duke's voice was firm.
However, despite his warning not to overdo it, his eyes were filled with yearning for Rose.
"I'm confident about tomorrow's conference. I think I could do better if Your Highness encourages me..."
Into my body.
Rose's voice, seemingly free of embarrassment, whispered into the Grand Duke's ear.
Words that would normally have eluded him flowed out easily.
Awakened to a pleasure he had never experienced before, he expressed his feelings without hesitation.
Rose and the Grand Duke remained in their room until the red sunset bathed them in an enchanting glow.
There was no such thing as innocence. An unquenchable heat filled the bedroom.
Rose covered her flushed face with both hands.
The Grand Duke hadn't pushed her away. Instead, he had hugged her tightly, even lying her down on the bed.
And then... they passionately explored each other's lips.
'This is crazy.'
Rose licked her lips for no reason.
For some reason, her lips felt hot. The soft texture kept coming back to her.
Rose couldn't raise her head because she was embarrassed.
Kissing him was quite embarrassing, but the problem was... that the Grand Duke had firmly rejected Rose's advances.
'I don't want to do this when I'm drunk.'
'Ha... It's embarrassing.'
It would have been better if she couldn't remember clearly, but she had been clearly rejected. That felt even more shameful.
'Why did I do that yesterday?'
Rose felt a pang of regret for yesterday.
She shouldn't have suggested it, or rather, she shouldn't have dragged him into the bedroom.
'No... I should have only had one glass of wine in the first place.'
What use was there in regretting it now?
'The Grand Duke will think I'm a strange woman, right?'
A woman who rushes at him, drunk.
She felt uneasy, as if she had left him with a bad impression.
"Judging by your expression, I see you seem to remember everything."
The Grand Duke's voice came.
If only she could turn back time, she would go back to yesterday.
The Grand Duke closed his eyes as he stared at the frozen Rose. Those gently curved eyes were incredibly charming.
It wouldn't be normal for him to feel excited at the sight of the Grand Duke's face even in the midst of shame.
'Haa... I never knew I was the kind of person who brightens up like this.'
Rose spoke with a flushed face.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I guess I wasn't in my right mind yesterday."
"Did you act impulsively when you were drunk?"
"...Yes."
The voice, crawling in, was very faint.
Rose couldn't properly face the Grand Duke.
She was afraid to see his expression.
She didn't want to see the Grand Duke's expression, who might have been deeply disappointed by her actions.
Grand Duke Artaeum carefully hugged Rose, who was at a loss on the edge of the bed, around her waist.
Their already close bodies pressed even closer together.
"You're not being honest, are you?"
"!"
She could feel the Grand Duke's breath right before her nose.
Thump, thump, thump.
Her oblivious heart pounded, oblivious to Rose's feelings.
"I had some hope when you said you'd embrace me in the morning. This is too bad."
Rose's eyes widened.
What does he mean?
"I'm afraid you'll regret it. I told you I wanted to connect with you when you were of sound mind. You don't remember that, do you?"
His tone was slightly teasing.
He gently ruffled Rose's hair.
"So, wasn't it you who rejected me yesterday?"
Rose finally felt a sense of relief.
The Grand Duke hadn't rejected Rose; he'd restrained his instincts.
She'd thought she'd been rejected outright, but fortunately, she was relieved.
Rose let out a sigh of relief.
A tingling sensation washed over her as the Grand Duke's hand brushed against her neck.
Perhaps it was the autumn sunlight streaming through the window.
The Grand Duke's face shone even more translucently today.
Blue eyes shimmered faintly beneath his disheveled hair.
And beneath them, his lips, rosy...
Rose's gaze was drawn to the Grand Duke's lips. A kiss, hazy from the alcohol, dawned on her.
The Grand Duke gazed intently at Rose, then opened his mouth with a slight tremble.
"Let's date first."
His eyes were wide.
"Because you want it so badly."
He carefully stroked Rose's face. The touch on her cheek felt pleasant.
Rose held the Grand Duke's hand, stroking her cheek, as if to stop it.
Rose, who had quietly lowered her hand, wrapped her arms around the Grand Duke's neck.
And then, without a word, the two explored each other's lips.
It all happened in an instant.
The sound of heavy breathing echoed softly throughout the bedroom.
The Grand Duke carefully supported Rose's head and quickly laid her down on the bed.
Rose hugged the Grand Duke's neck and kissed him.
Only their hot breaths exchanged.
The Grand Duke slowly pulled away and looked at Rose.
His slightly relaxed eyes were filled with intense desire.
The Grand Duke's lips touched Rose's forehead, then tickled her nose, cheek, and neck.
Rose flinched and unconsciously hugged the Grand Duke.
The feeling of her toes curling was so intense that she couldn't come to her senses.
'But is this really allowed on the first day of our relationship?'
Rose, who had always lived a conventional life, was confused by this unprecedented deviation. She was kissing him instinctively, but if this continued...
Rose swallowed hard.
She felt a strange sense of tension. Did he sense Rose's tense state?
The Grand Duke of Artaeum pulled away and looked at Rose.
"Do you not like it?"
His low, gentle voice was incredibly gentle.
The Grand Duke spoke through a gasp, his eyes studying Rose anxiously.
Although she didn't dislike it, Rose, burdened by the prospect of this happening so soon after they started dating, couldn't easily respond.
The Grand Duke looked at Rose, who was speechless, gently. He lightly kissed Rose's cheek and then gently stroked her cheek.
"If you don't like it, then just stop."
With these words, the Grand Duke stood up.
No, he tried to stand up. Until Rose grabbed his arm.
Rose grabbed the Grand Duke's arm as it moved away from her.
It was too bad to just end it.
The Grand Duke's gaze wavered at Rose's unexpected touch.
Rose's face flushed red, and she shook her head.
"I don't dislike it."
She forced herself to meet his eyes, overcoming her embarrassment.
"Yes. Let's continue."
Rose's fingers wriggled shyly on the Grand Duke's arm.
The Grand Duke found it difficult to calm his trembling heart. To think she had such an adorable expression on her face.
The desire he had been suppressing, lingering, rose again.
The sight of Rose lying disheveled was indescribably provocative.
After all, it was on his own bed, of all places.
Instead of answering, the Grand Duke devoured Rose's lips.
Unlike their gentle first kiss, it was a remarkably intense one.
He thrusted fiercely, as if he were going to devour her.
Rose's breathing became even more rapid as the Grand Duke left her breathless. She simply surrendered her heated body to instinct.
She shook off all her worries and hugged the Grand Duke back.
Just as the room was heating up, the Grand Duke suddenly paused.
He pulled away and looked down at Rose.
With a flushed face, he caught his breath, then stood up with a single, curt remark.
"Wait a minute."
Rose was taken aback by the Grand Duke's departure from the bed without a word.
The Grand Duke rummaged through the drawers next to the bed.
Rose, watching the scene, played with her lips, thinking,
'... Was my kiss not good enough?'
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he had left at such a crucial moment.
The Grand Duke hurriedly drank something and returned to Rose, holding an unidentified potion in his hand.
"Drink this. It has no side effects, so don't worry."
The potion he handed to Rose was the same one he had consumed.
Rose stared blankly at the potion the Grand Duke held out.
"What is this?"
"Birth control pills."
When did he prepare these?
... Is he kept in the room, ready to be consumed at any time?
Just as she was about to be shocked by the fact that there were birth control pills in the Grand Duke's room, her misunderstanding was quickly resolved.
"Didn't your mother tell you to be strict about contraception?"
"Yes?!"
Rose's voice rose an octave. She pursed her lips in embarrassment.
'No... You heard all that?'
He had never dreamed that the Grand Duke had heard her mother's conversation with her.
"Ha... Embarrassing."
A strange sense of shame welled up in her. Perhaps frustrated by her inability to do anything, the Archduke poured the potion he was about to give Rose into her mouth.
Then he fed it to Rose, mouth to mouth.
The Grand Duke of Artaeum wiped his lips with a satisfied expression.
"Now I can go at ease."
He hugged Rose, seemingly unable to bear it any longer.
“I won’t stop anymore. I can’t stop now.”
He whispered, tickling Rose’s ear.
“You’re my woman now.”
***
The languid afternoon sunlight fell on Rose and the Grand Duke's faces.
Rose was sound asleep in the Grand Duke's arms.
The Grand Duke couldn’t take his eyes off Rose in his arms.
Everything about her was lovable.
The Grand Duke carefully stroked Rose’s face. The smile never left his face.
“Did I push myself too hard...”
Seeing Rose sleeping exhausted, he worried that he had made a mistake.
It was the first time he had ever held a woman. That’s why it was hard to tell whether Rose’s reaction was a scream or a howl.
As he recalled what had happened with Rose, the Grand Duke felt his body heat up again.
Perhaps because Rose was by his side? He sighed at his own tireless reaction.
He closed his eyes and muttered softly.
“Haa.. This is driving me crazy.”
How could he be so incapable of self-control?
If Rose found out, she knew he'd probably treat her like an animal.
He'd tormented Rose three times.
But it seemed that wasn't enough.
His face flushed with anger, he forced himself to catch his breath. He couldn't push her any further.
The Grand Duke kissed Rose's forehead and hugged her.
Rose's skin felt incredibly soft against his palm.
The Grand Duke stroked Rose's arm. Looking at her delicate body, the Grand Duke deeply regretted having pounced on her like an animal.
Rose began to toss in the Grand Duke's arms.
"Um..."
A languid voice pierced the Grand Duke's ear. As Rose showed signs of waking, the Grand Duke quickly locked eyes with Rose, trying to gauge her mood.
He stared at Rose tensely.
Rose's heavy eyelids lifted, and her eyes blinked. Her long eyelashes fluttered lazily.
“...You weren’t asleep?”
Rose mumbled, her eyes hazy and sleepy.
“Yes.”
The Grand Duke, unable to hide his anxious gaze, answered briefly.
Even in his daze, Rose sensed a certain unease in his state. Rose’s doubts were immediately resolved by the Grand Duke's words.
“I should have thought of you. I overdid it.”
Rose smiled faintly at the Grand Duke's words and snuggled deeper into his embrace.
She immediately understood what he meant.
Indeed, it was too intense. She completely understood the Grand Duke's concern.
However, his worry was unnecessary. Rose possessed extraordinary stamina, as befitting the heroine of a high-octane novel.
To feel herself transformed in this way... It was a strange feeling.
“I’m fine.”
Rose, who had been burying her head in the Grand Duke's embrace, slowly raised her head.
"Do it one more time, Your Highness."
The words that flowed from her lips were truly captivating.
Her luscious red lips twitched as if pleading. The Grand Duke's heart raced at Rose's provocation.
He wanted to embrace her right away, but the Grand Duke was no fool.
Tomorrow was a crucial day for Rose. He didn't want to drain her of her energy by indulging in mere lust.
"You shouldn't overdo it. You haven't forgotten what tomorrow is, have you?"
The Grand Duke's voice was firm.
However, despite his warning not to overdo it, his eyes were filled with yearning for Rose.
"I'm confident about tomorrow's conference. I think I could do better if Your Highness encourages me..."
Into my body.
Rose's voice, seemingly free of embarrassment, whispered into the Grand Duke's ear.
Words that would normally have eluded him flowed out easily.
Awakened to a pleasure he had never experienced before, he expressed his feelings without hesitation.
Rose and the Grand Duke remained in their room until the red sunset bathed them in an enchanting glow.
There was no such thing as innocence. An unquenchable heat filled the bedroom.
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