He was absolutely right. What difference did day or night make in the bedroom? Elise agreed with him deep down.
Elise quickly found another excuse.
“I’m a little tired and want to rest...”
“Don’t worry. I won’t force you.”
Instead of letting go of Elise's wrist, he grabbed her ankle.
“Then, I’ll go wash up first!”
His movements stopped. It was a remark made with the intention of getting out of the way, but it seemed to have had an effect.
'Ah. But if I go to the bathroom alone, Lucas won't be able to get out. What should I do?'
Elise, who had been rolling her head, added in a cautious voice.
“If you don’t want to wait, would you like to go shower together?”
Blake stared down at Elise silently, not letting go of her ankle. She couldn't tell what he was thinking.
As Elise waited anxiously for his answer, something suddenly caught her eye.
'Oh my...!'
His pants were so tight they looked like they might burst.
Elise realized: she had just pressed the wrong button.
'What's wrong with washing together?'
It was no use crying and regretting it later.
His blue eyes were overflowing with a desire that had lost its rationality. It had to be resolved immediately, and wouldn't wait even a moment.
'Ugh, I'm going crazy.'
She ended up provoking him while trying to find a way out.
“Hoo, Ma’am.”
Knock, knock.
Elise's shoes fell to the floor one after another. He grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the edge of the bed.
"Oh..!"
“It’s nice to wash together, but right now I’m a bit... I can’t stand it.”
Now, Elise was half-lying, barely able to lift herself off the bed, her buttocks barely hanging on. He held both her ankles, making it impossible to get up.
“Let go, Your Highness...”
Beneath the folded dress and petticoat, slender legs wrapped in white tights were revealed.
“Of course, I will.”
He got out of bed and knelt on the floor with one knee raised.
"Your Highness...?"
'You won't end up looking at the bottom of the bed, will you?'
If he lower yourself a little further, he'll find Lucas under the bed. Just as Elise, startled, tries to sit up, his lips touch the inside of her ankle.
Hot breath warmed her flesh.
“Huh...”
He aroused her senses with a touch so gentle it was almost ticklish. He gazed into her lavender eyes and brushed his lips against hers.
Elise's eyes turned red at his blatant gaze and lewd kiss.
His kisses started from her ankles, went down her calves, and reached the innermost part of jer thighs.
Her body, remembering the pleasure Blake had given jer last night, began to prepare itself to accept him. Her stomach grew hot, and a little bit of fluid seeped out.
‘This is not the time...’
Elise squeezed her eyes shut. Finally, his lips reached her most intimate spot. He slowly licked the already wet, thin fabric.
"Ah...!"
Elise's head fell back on its own, and a moan escaped her lips.
“Your Highness, stop...”
“I want to taste every last bit of it. Could you please spread your legs wider?”
His quiet voice, laced with heavy breathing, sent chills down her spine. It was a request, but she couldn't refuse. Unlike his previous affectionate demeanor, he now felt terribly dangerous.
As she hesitantly spread jer legs, he let out a low laugh.
“Well done.”
He reached into her pelvic cavity and ripped open the seam of her underwear. The damp cloth fell from her vagina, leaving a sticky, transparent thread.
“You’re pretty wet.”
Elise wasn't naive enough to blush at such actions and such words. She certainly thought so.
But now her face and body were completely flushed.
‘Ugh, this guy is so wild...!’
Now, in Elise's mind, there was no longer any thought left of the upper world agent hiding under the bed.
Every time his red tongue licked the slit between the plump petals, the pit of her stomach clenched and tightened. She spent nights with many men during her acting career, but no one had ever sucked her so thoroughly.
'You never know. Maybe he did this.'
The man who had kept quiet for so long, only to finally smack her in the back of the head. The man who had been her lifelong companion and rival. If she had slept with him, she wouldn't have known what would have happened. The look in his eyes when they met in their final moments was so maddening.
“It looks a little swollen. Did you have a lot of pain last night?”
Elise looked into his blue eyes. A faint sense of guilt, like when he'd bitten her neck, shone through them.
“...It was bearable.”
Elise answered, barely catching her breath.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know much about women.”
The corners of his sharp eyes drooped slightly.
“Because of me... I made your place, like this...”
'Should I pretend to be in a lot of pain? If I play it right, maybe he'll stop.'
“We can’t leave it like this.”
"... Yes?"
It felt like she pressed the wrong button again.
“I will calm you down.”
“Yes, wait a minute...”
His tongue dug into the flesh.
"Ah...!"
The flesh, squeezing through the swollen, closed entrance, caressed the inner walls. Slowly, slowly, yet steadily, it entered deeper and deeper.
It felt completely different from a genital or a finger. It was so incredibly delicate it gave her goosebumps.
His high nose pressed against a sensitive spot, causing her lower body to become wetter and wetter. The sound of the water growing louder was terribly obscene.
“No, I hate it...!”
The stimulation was too intense. It was so painful that Elise writhed, trying to escape. But Blake didn't let her go. Instead, he thrusted even faster and more vigorously. He opened his mouth and sucked down, savagely and greedily.
Her back lifted, and her head fell back. The sheet she was clutching crumpled into a mess. Elise's body trembled as she was overcome by intense pleasure.
"Ah...!"
“Haa, haa...”
Elise was the one being caressed, but Blake's breathing was more ragged.
He quickly unbuckled his belt, looking down at her with burning eyes.
Oh my god, no!
By the time she realized it, it was too late. Before Elise could push him away with her hands and feet, his member touched hers first. Something thick and hard sank in.
“Ugh...!”
Before the afterglow of climax had even faded, the man's penis, inserted into her, instantly brought her to orgasm. Elise couldn't move, just clutching at the blanket.
“Are you feeling...good?”
Blake gripped Elise's waist with both hands, one knee raised on the bed, pushing himself into her until he could go no further.
“Me too. I can’t stand it, ugh... This is good.”
He looked down at her with his blue eyes, unable to even utter a moan, let alone respond, and thrust his hips so violently that a "thud, thud" sound was heard. The thick glans scraped mercilessly against her inner walls.
It was the first time in her life that insertion alone had felt this good. Regardless of her will, Elise's insides clung tenaciously to Blake's penis, seeking the ultimate pleasure.
She tried to suppress her moans, mindful of Lucas, but it was impossible. Elise cried with an expression and voice that she couldn't have imagined without acting.
She couldn't even breathe properly as the orgasm came like a tidal wave. Her new body felt several times more sensitive than her old one.
'Oh, I feel like I'm going to die.'
“If you keep pushing me like that... Ugh, it’s hard to bear.”
Elise's eyes lit up. It was a welcome sound.
‘Alright! Get to it!’
After the excitement subsided, she resolved to dash straight to the bathroom.
‘Upper World agent or whatever—I gotta save myself first.’
Elise, determined, tightened her hold on him. "Ugh," he groaned, frowned, and climbed completely onto the bed.
“Elise.”
He called her name in a low, rough voice. Then he grabbed her thighs, spread them apart, and thrust down against her. His member pierced and rubbed her deepest, most sensitive spot.
“This, this is too deep, huff...!”
Just as she was about to utter a word, he engulfed her lips. His tongue, probing the inside of her mouth, left her dazed. Elise gulped down the saliva he poured out, desperately clutching at the hem of his clothes.
He filled every inch of her being. Elise couldn't deny the satisfaction this brought. This satisfaction was precisely what she yearned for most when spending the night with a man.
Although she doesn't love, she passionately gives and receives love. Sex was a semblance of love, a way for her to somehow fill her own lack, having never learned to love.
When she faced a man who so passionately desired her, she could, for a moment, delude herself into thinking that his physical actions were warming her heart.
He roughly stroked her exposed chest, noticing when her shoulder straps had been pulled down.
At the moment when Elise's body was once again engulfed in orgasm due to the intense stimulation given from all sides, his already thick and firm thing swelled even more.
He pulled away from her lips and buried his face in the nape of her neck.
His movements became even more intense. His member, which had slipped out all the way to the entrance, thrust in violently, spewing out semen.
“Ugh!”
“Ugh...!”
A white flashing vision.
It took a long time for the tremors to subside.
Even if he ran a hundred meters at full speed, he wouldn't be this out of breath. His body, which had flinched several times and spit out all the fluid remaining inside him, was slowly calming down.
“Phew...”
Elise took a deep breath and blinked slowly. As the tension in her body gradually eased, she finally felt a sense of relief.
'Wow, that was a really messy sex experience.'
The dress, which seemed expensive, seemed irretrievably expensive, and she had no idea how many times he had gone while she was still in it, and the upper world agent under the bed was...
'Uh... Hmm...'
Elise chose to remain silent. It was the only way to keep herself from tearing her hair out in the overwhelming shame.
But unfortunately, something even more shocking happened from then on.
He started to turn her waist leisurely as if it were now real.
"...Your Highness?"
"Oh, dear. That must have been uncomfortable. I should've taken it off for you first, but I was in a hurry, so I didn't."
As he said this, Blake grabbed her dress and petticoat at once and tore them apart like sheets of paper.
‘What the hell...?’
He looked down at her, frozen in shock, and whispered in a low voice.
“A woman’s body is even more beautiful during the day.”
Those were the last words she could remember of him.
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