“Do you need to worry? I’m already your wife.”
“I know. But even if you were my wife, there’s not much I can do.”
His anxiety that she might be taken away was not entirely unfounded.
The setting of "The Fallen Lover" was a deeply sexually depraved one. It was a time when it wasn't a problem for noblewomen to have lovers. Of course, men were no exception.
A low-class bet that deceives innocent girls, a pair of noblewomen swapping lovers for sex, and a masquerade ball orgy all appear directly or indirectly in "The Fallen Lovers." Centered around the Crown Prince, who is at the height of his depravity.
Blake's thrusts grew stronger.
“If I had my way, I would force Madam to stay in the castle until you fall head over heels for me.”
'That's confinement. No. Don't do that.'
Even as she was shaking wildly, Elise watched his expression, wondering if he was being sincere.
“But, as expected, I’m a coward, so that’s impossible.”
Then she let out a sigh of relief at his next words.
'Well, anyone can think.'
Puck, puck, every time his member reached her innermost depths, her body erupted in pleasure. His low, resonant voice, perfectly suited to her tastes, further aroused her.
'Yeah, right there... Right, a little faster...'
As if he had noticed her desire, his thrusts began to move faster and harder.
“So please, don’t make me anxious.”
His last words were almost like a soliloquy, something that didn't need a response.
But Elise didn't ignore him. She gave him an answer to his anxiety.
“Don’t worry, Blake.”
Elise stopped and looked up at him, cupping his cheeks with both hands and kissing the bridge of his nose.
“I already like you very much.”
“...!”
Elise witnessed his expression change right in front of her at those words.
'Wow...'
The joy that spread across his face, which had always seemed sharp and cold when expressionless, was so vivid. His cheeks, ears, and neck flushed red, and his bright blue eyes trembled.
His body's reaction was as transparent as it was visible. The thick pillar that filled her insides oozes hot liquid.
'How can you explain it in just one word?'
Elise was amazed and intrigued by how much one must love someone to make something like this possible.
He raised one hand and covered his face.
“...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do this.”
“Why are you hiding? Look at my face.”
“No, just a moment...”
He pulled out, then turned Elise around. Suddenly, Elise was face down on the platform, her body trembling as his penis thrust in again. Even though he had already ejaculated once, she felt it become even harder.
“Let’s start again from the beginning.”
“Uh... you don’t have to do that.”
“No. I know I have a long way to go to satisfy you, Madam.”
She had no time to clear up his misunderstanding. He was thrusting into her body with such force that her buttocks were flushed red.
“Blake!”
The sound of skin hitting skin rang out loud.
A completely different kind of pleasure spread through her body than the one she had just felt while leisurely stirring inside.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh...!”
She screamed so loudly that it reverberated to the far end of the spacious hall. His bestial breathing cascaded down her spine. His hands, resting on the platform, bulged with flabby tendons.
Despite all the hard-won skill and all, it was unconditionally "strong, strong, strong." If asked to choose which was better, Elise would have no choice.
Elise had never met anyone who could compare to Blake.
Swish.
'Huh? What does this mean?'
At the sudden ominous sound, Elise slightly raised her head from where she had been lying on the platform. Suddenly, she felt a sense of emptiness, and the dress that had been covering her body sagged and fell to the platform.
'This guy ripped my dress again!'
It was so cumbersome that he grabbed the back and tore it apart with both hands.
'What am I going to do! How am I supposed to get home!'
She was screaming inwardly, but still, only corrections came out of her mouth. As soon as the distraction disappeared, he was truly driving her mad.
“Ah, ah... Ah! So, yeah... So good...!”
Her body, which had betrayed her reason, was swept away by the waves of orgasm, and was on the verge of being swept away.
'Yeah, it's already been torn, so what can I do? There must be some solution.'
One of her strengths, her quick judgment and adaptability, was on full display this time as well. Quickly gathering her thoughts, Elise surrendered herself to this beastly sex.
Blake Frozem, who had power, money, and sex, was truly the best husband when she thought about it again.
Elise rolled her eyes. She was in Blake's arms. Though covered to the waist by the cloak Blake had provided, she was essentially lying naked on the temple platform.
'Something feels a bit strange.'
She didn't believe in God before, but now she knows that God exists.
'It's funny to think like this after having sex to your heart's content.'
Laughing, Elise glanced at Blake. He was sleeping with the most relaxed expression she'd ever seen him. Elise couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of this handsome man, so captivating, holding her like a treasure.
He seemed to have taken a deep breath, but faint moonlight was still streaming in through the window. Elise decided not to wake him.
Elise, who was about to pull her cloak up to her shoulders because the air felt a bit chilly, suddenly noticed a faint twinkle on the wedding ring (or rather, a mid-level item disguised as one) she was wearing on her ring finger.
'...huh?'
Elise's eyes widened as she experienced something like this for the first time. Fearing Blake might wake up, she pulled the cloak over her head and tapped the ring.
A palm-sized panel display appeared. A notification window appeared above the screenplay for "Fallen Lovers."
[A new area has been discovered. Would you like to update the map?]
"Map update? What does that mean?"
She doesn't remember hearing from Philippe that something like this would happen.
'Well, an update isn't a bad thing, I guess.'
Elise pressed the [Accept] button. In place of the notification window, a thin horizontal bar indicating the update's progress appeared. Elise held her breath and waited for the bar's gauge to fill up.
After about 10 seconds, the horizontal bar disappeared, and the notification window appeared again.
[An error has occurred. This area cannot be displayed on the map. Would you like to upgrade your system version?]
'Areas that cannot be displayed on the map?'
The world she now finds herself in isn't a real one, but rather a creation of the author. Therefore, anything outside of the established worldview was likely a haphazard and haphazard arrangement.
Perhaps this 'Fantasy Lake' was one of those places.
'It's a system version upgrade.'
Elise quickly thought about it.
'Anyway, it doesn't seem like it would be bad for me. Let's give it a try.'
Elise pressed the accept button again. The horizontal bar began to fill up again, but at a much slower pace than before.
'Oh, really. Why are you so slow? If you keep doing this, I'll get caught...'
Elise grew anxious, not knowing when Blake would wake up.
'Huh? Wait... What is this...'
As she stared at the screen, a thought suddenly crossed her mind about her new home.
Lucas, who was originally supposed to enter Blake's body, said he failed due to an unknown "error." For such a thing to be possible, either someone had to have taken over Blake's body first, or there had to be a critical error in the character's settings.
And now Blake had free access to what could be considered a loophole in the world.
Could all this be a coincidence?
'Possession... Possession. Surely Blake isn't a demon like Rex...?'
If he was also a possessed being, it was certain that he wasn't an upper-world agent or a mid-zone investigator. If he were, Lucas and Mary would have known about it.
It's most comforting to think of a fatal error—that the characterization of Lucas Clanton, the original male protagonist of "Fallen Lovers," was incorrectly applied to Blake. However, we also had to prepare for the possibility that it wasn't.
If Blake is a demon from the underworld or a third-person possessed being who has mistakenly crossed over from the real world, how should we respond?
'Or maybe not.'
As she continued her thoughts, the gauge on the crossbar was passing 80 percent.
'Cheer up! Just a little more!'
As she cheered on the communication network of this world, sweating profusely, she felt his body moving slightly against hers.
Elise, startled, tried to calm her pounding heart and pretended to sleep with a 'uh-huh'.
Blake carefully moved his hand, wondering if she was truly awake. The moment she felt him grab the end of the cloak that had covered her head, Elise hastily turned off the panel display.
With razor-sharp timing, he pulled down the cloak. He gently pulled it down to Elise's neck, then gently stroked her disheveled hair.
“Elise...”
Even in this situation, his low, deep voice sounded sweet to her ears.
Elise slowly opened her eyelids, as if just waking up. She didn't forget to focus. She blinked twice, looking at him, and then smiled bashfully.
“Good morning, Blake.”
“Did you wake up because of me?”
“Hmm... Is that so? Still, it’s nice to see you right after waking up.”
“Is that so?”
A melting smile spread across Blake's face. He kissed her forehead and said,
“Shall we go back now?”
“Yes. But my dress...”
“There’s no need to worry about that.”
Blake, who had raised her upper body first, grabbed her and helped her up.
"Why?"
“Didn’t I tell you? This place is just an ‘illusion.’”
It was the moment when Elise stepped under the podium with him.
Hwaak-!
A gentle breeze blew from somewhere and brushed past them. When they closed their eyes and opened them again, they were back at the lakeside where they had first set foot.
"Ah...!"
Elise gasped in surprise. Everything was back to normal, from her torn dress to the shawl draped over her shoulders.
'Oh my gosh. This is really amazing.'
Elise, who had been observing her outfit and surroundings with wide eyes, looked up at Blake. He was studying her and smiling happily. His face was as happy as a boy who had successfully shown off his treasure.
“Thank you for bringing me to this magical place.”
“Anything will do. I will give you the best I have.”
His clear, blue eyes, fixed on her, proved his sincerity. Looking up at Blake's handsome face, Elise groaned.
'Please, just don't be a devil.'
“I know. But even if you were my wife, there’s not much I can do.”
His anxiety that she might be taken away was not entirely unfounded.
The setting of "The Fallen Lover" was a deeply sexually depraved one. It was a time when it wasn't a problem for noblewomen to have lovers. Of course, men were no exception.
A low-class bet that deceives innocent girls, a pair of noblewomen swapping lovers for sex, and a masquerade ball orgy all appear directly or indirectly in "The Fallen Lovers." Centered around the Crown Prince, who is at the height of his depravity.
Blake's thrusts grew stronger.
“If I had my way, I would force Madam to stay in the castle until you fall head over heels for me.”
'That's confinement. No. Don't do that.'
Even as she was shaking wildly, Elise watched his expression, wondering if he was being sincere.
“But, as expected, I’m a coward, so that’s impossible.”
Then she let out a sigh of relief at his next words.
'Well, anyone can think.'
Puck, puck, every time his member reached her innermost depths, her body erupted in pleasure. His low, resonant voice, perfectly suited to her tastes, further aroused her.
'Yeah, right there... Right, a little faster...'
As if he had noticed her desire, his thrusts began to move faster and harder.
“So please, don’t make me anxious.”
His last words were almost like a soliloquy, something that didn't need a response.
But Elise didn't ignore him. She gave him an answer to his anxiety.
“Don’t worry, Blake.”
Elise stopped and looked up at him, cupping his cheeks with both hands and kissing the bridge of his nose.
“I already like you very much.”
“...!”
Elise witnessed his expression change right in front of her at those words.
'Wow...'
The joy that spread across his face, which had always seemed sharp and cold when expressionless, was so vivid. His cheeks, ears, and neck flushed red, and his bright blue eyes trembled.
His body's reaction was as transparent as it was visible. The thick pillar that filled her insides oozes hot liquid.
'How can you explain it in just one word?'
Elise was amazed and intrigued by how much one must love someone to make something like this possible.
He raised one hand and covered his face.
“...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do this.”
“Why are you hiding? Look at my face.”
“No, just a moment...”
He pulled out, then turned Elise around. Suddenly, Elise was face down on the platform, her body trembling as his penis thrust in again. Even though he had already ejaculated once, she felt it become even harder.
“Let’s start again from the beginning.”
“Uh... you don’t have to do that.”
“No. I know I have a long way to go to satisfy you, Madam.”
She had no time to clear up his misunderstanding. He was thrusting into her body with such force that her buttocks were flushed red.
“Blake!”
The sound of skin hitting skin rang out loud.
A completely different kind of pleasure spread through her body than the one she had just felt while leisurely stirring inside.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh...!”
She screamed so loudly that it reverberated to the far end of the spacious hall. His bestial breathing cascaded down her spine. His hands, resting on the platform, bulged with flabby tendons.
Despite all the hard-won skill and all, it was unconditionally "strong, strong, strong." If asked to choose which was better, Elise would have no choice.
Elise had never met anyone who could compare to Blake.
Swish.
'Huh? What does this mean?'
At the sudden ominous sound, Elise slightly raised her head from where she had been lying on the platform. Suddenly, she felt a sense of emptiness, and the dress that had been covering her body sagged and fell to the platform.
'This guy ripped my dress again!'
It was so cumbersome that he grabbed the back and tore it apart with both hands.
'What am I going to do! How am I supposed to get home!'
She was screaming inwardly, but still, only corrections came out of her mouth. As soon as the distraction disappeared, he was truly driving her mad.
“Ah, ah... Ah! So, yeah... So good...!”
Her body, which had betrayed her reason, was swept away by the waves of orgasm, and was on the verge of being swept away.
'Yeah, it's already been torn, so what can I do? There must be some solution.'
One of her strengths, her quick judgment and adaptability, was on full display this time as well. Quickly gathering her thoughts, Elise surrendered herself to this beastly sex.
Blake Frozem, who had power, money, and sex, was truly the best husband when she thought about it again.
***
Elise rolled her eyes. She was in Blake's arms. Though covered to the waist by the cloak Blake had provided, she was essentially lying naked on the temple platform.
'Something feels a bit strange.'
She didn't believe in God before, but now she knows that God exists.
'It's funny to think like this after having sex to your heart's content.'
Laughing, Elise glanced at Blake. He was sleeping with the most relaxed expression she'd ever seen him. Elise couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of this handsome man, so captivating, holding her like a treasure.
He seemed to have taken a deep breath, but faint moonlight was still streaming in through the window. Elise decided not to wake him.
Elise, who was about to pull her cloak up to her shoulders because the air felt a bit chilly, suddenly noticed a faint twinkle on the wedding ring (or rather, a mid-level item disguised as one) she was wearing on her ring finger.
'...huh?'
Elise's eyes widened as she experienced something like this for the first time. Fearing Blake might wake up, she pulled the cloak over her head and tapped the ring.
A palm-sized panel display appeared. A notification window appeared above the screenplay for "Fallen Lovers."
[A new area has been discovered. Would you like to update the map?]
"Map update? What does that mean?"
She doesn't remember hearing from Philippe that something like this would happen.
'Well, an update isn't a bad thing, I guess.'
Elise pressed the [Accept] button. In place of the notification window, a thin horizontal bar indicating the update's progress appeared. Elise held her breath and waited for the bar's gauge to fill up.
After about 10 seconds, the horizontal bar disappeared, and the notification window appeared again.
[An error has occurred. This area cannot be displayed on the map. Would you like to upgrade your system version?]
'Areas that cannot be displayed on the map?'
The world she now finds herself in isn't a real one, but rather a creation of the author. Therefore, anything outside of the established worldview was likely a haphazard and haphazard arrangement.
Perhaps this 'Fantasy Lake' was one of those places.
'It's a system version upgrade.'
Elise quickly thought about it.
'Anyway, it doesn't seem like it would be bad for me. Let's give it a try.'
Elise pressed the accept button again. The horizontal bar began to fill up again, but at a much slower pace than before.
'Oh, really. Why are you so slow? If you keep doing this, I'll get caught...'
Elise grew anxious, not knowing when Blake would wake up.
'Huh? Wait... What is this...'
As she stared at the screen, a thought suddenly crossed her mind about her new home.
Lucas, who was originally supposed to enter Blake's body, said he failed due to an unknown "error." For such a thing to be possible, either someone had to have taken over Blake's body first, or there had to be a critical error in the character's settings.
And now Blake had free access to what could be considered a loophole in the world.
Could all this be a coincidence?
'Possession... Possession. Surely Blake isn't a demon like Rex...?'
If he was also a possessed being, it was certain that he wasn't an upper-world agent or a mid-zone investigator. If he were, Lucas and Mary would have known about it.
It's most comforting to think of a fatal error—that the characterization of Lucas Clanton, the original male protagonist of "Fallen Lovers," was incorrectly applied to Blake. However, we also had to prepare for the possibility that it wasn't.
If Blake is a demon from the underworld or a third-person possessed being who has mistakenly crossed over from the real world, how should we respond?
'Or maybe not.'
As she continued her thoughts, the gauge on the crossbar was passing 80 percent.
'Cheer up! Just a little more!'
As she cheered on the communication network of this world, sweating profusely, she felt his body moving slightly against hers.
Elise, startled, tried to calm her pounding heart and pretended to sleep with a 'uh-huh'.
Blake carefully moved his hand, wondering if she was truly awake. The moment she felt him grab the end of the cloak that had covered her head, Elise hastily turned off the panel display.
With razor-sharp timing, he pulled down the cloak. He gently pulled it down to Elise's neck, then gently stroked her disheveled hair.
“Elise...”
Even in this situation, his low, deep voice sounded sweet to her ears.
Elise slowly opened her eyelids, as if just waking up. She didn't forget to focus. She blinked twice, looking at him, and then smiled bashfully.
“Good morning, Blake.”
“Did you wake up because of me?”
“Hmm... Is that so? Still, it’s nice to see you right after waking up.”
“Is that so?”
A melting smile spread across Blake's face. He kissed her forehead and said,
“Shall we go back now?”
“Yes. But my dress...”
“There’s no need to worry about that.”
Blake, who had raised her upper body first, grabbed her and helped her up.
"Why?"
“Didn’t I tell you? This place is just an ‘illusion.’”
It was the moment when Elise stepped under the podium with him.
Hwaak-!
A gentle breeze blew from somewhere and brushed past them. When they closed their eyes and opened them again, they were back at the lakeside where they had first set foot.
"Ah...!"
Elise gasped in surprise. Everything was back to normal, from her torn dress to the shawl draped over her shoulders.
'Oh my gosh. This is really amazing.'
Elise, who had been observing her outfit and surroundings with wide eyes, looked up at Blake. He was studying her and smiling happily. His face was as happy as a boy who had successfully shown off his treasure.
“Thank you for bringing me to this magical place.”
“Anything will do. I will give you the best I have.”
His clear, blue eyes, fixed on her, proved his sincerity. Looking up at Blake's handsome face, Elise groaned.
'Please, just don't be a devil.'
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