When Elise, who had fallen into a deep sleep, opened her eyes, the sun had already set. She wiggled a finger. Fortunately, she didn't die.
'Oh, I'm already dead.'
As she giggled and rolled her eyes, a dark man standing blankly beside the bed entered her field of vision. Elise swallowed back the harsh words that almost burst out in surprise, narrowing her eyes.
“...Lucas?”
Lucas, his face expressionless, stared down at her with his arms crossed. Elise tried to clear her throat, her voice cracking. Her throat, worn from crying so much, ached.
“You’ve had a hard time.”
Even though something embarrassing had happened, he seemed unfazed. Seeing him like that, Elise, too, began to feel a sense of "what's the big deal?" So she shamelessly raised her head and grumbled at him.
“You know this is all your fault, right?”
“Why me?”
“If you had entered my husband’s body properly, this wouldn’t have happened.”
He tilted his head.
“Do you want me to admit it was my fault?”
His expression and tone of voice were completely devoid of emotion. Elise abruptly sat up, her temper rising. He frowned as her naked body was revealed.
Feeling someone scrutinizing her as if she were a spectacle, Elise nervously pulled the blanket over herself. She enjoyed exposing her beautiful body, but she refused to accept such emotionless stares.
'Well, they call them agents, but they're probably more like angels. I don't know if they have sexual desires.'
Elise shook her head. There was no need to get angry at something that wasn't human.
“Yes. What’s the use of that?”
“Since you need my help, I have a duty to meet your needs to some extent.”
This man, who was either an agent or an angel, was clearly lacking in emotion and social skills. Elise sighed and spoke to him.
"Anyway, just tell me how I can help. I'll listen and decide."
“Give me acting guidance.”
Elise looked at him in silence for a while.
“What?”
“You said it was acting guidance... What’s with that expression?”
Elise said bluntly.
“I don’t think there’s any hope.”
“No, I am the greatest agent of this age, recognized by God.”
“He is so generous.”
“Of course. God has infinite patience and mercy.”
He insisted with the most lively face she had ever seen.
“Yes, I think so.”
After answering dryly, she spoke to him again.
“But you have to leave soon. Time is running out.”
“There is a way to do that.”
He briefly explained his plan.
There was only one way to align the early movements of the Grand Duke and his wife, not specified in the script, with those of the male protagonist, Lucas Clanton. It was a method he could only come up with because he was supposed to be possessed by Blake.
“Hmm. It’s possible, but...”
Elise tilted her head.
"I'm not sure Blake would accept my request. He's probably quite busy even regularly."
“If you ask, he can’t refuse.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Can’t you tell just by looking?”
One corner of Lucas's mouth twitched. Now Elise could tell it was a smile.
“He's completely into your body.”
“Well, it’s a common occurrence. My nickname was once ‘The Beauty of the Country.’”
It was a nickname she'd earned because of her role, but Elise nodded shamelessly. She believed without a doubt that if she'd been born back when the kingdom existed, she would have truly destroyed the entire nation.
His expression turned cold again.
“You'd better be careful. If you act cocky, you’ll likely get hit in the back of the head.”
Elise's face, which had a history of being hit in the back of the head and dying, became fierce.
“What is it? What bad luck!”
“There is no such thing as luck. Everything is a product of human choices...”
“Oh, yes.”
Elise cut him off with a single stroke. It was better not to listen to such troublesome words. There was something more definite to be done.
“Tell me what I can get in return for helping you.”
“What do you want?”
"Anything is possible? For example, let me live in the upper world. Or bring some bastard's soul to where I am."
“I can handle the fate of a single soul.”
Elise pursed her lips. "Oh," she said. Even though his acting skills weren't great, he seemed like a pretty capable agent.
"Yes. Then I'll tell you what I want to say after this is over. Is that okay?"
"I get it."
Lucas nodded. Then he glanced at the door.
“I guess I should go now. He’ll be back soon.”
Elise gasped and lay back down on the bed, then gestured wildly at him.
“Just go. I’m going to pretend to be asleep from now on.”
It was a shame that the same situation as before would happen again.
The corners of his mouth twitched again, as if he found her frightened expression amusing.
“See you soon.”
With those words, he vanished in an instant. A cool breeze, perhaps from the window, swept through the room before vanishing.
Elise didn't know how he knew, but just as Lucas had said, the door opened shortly after. Perhaps he thought Elise was asleep, so he entered without knocking and closed the door very carefully.
The floor was carpeted, so his footsteps were completely inaudible. Elise closed her eyes and didn't open them.
'Why are you here again? Are you planning to make the new bride a mourner?'
Elise was lost in thought, unable to tell where he was.
If the author, who is an agent from the upper world, had some kind of problem and entered the male protagonist's body, is it possible that the soul of the male protagonist is in Blake's body now?
Grand Duke Blake Frozen doesn't have a significant role in the script. His dialogue is so limited that nothing is revealed about his true personality.
'How do I check?'
As Elise was lost in thought, a weight suddenly settled on one side of the bed. It seemed he had climbed onto the bed. He was close enough that she could feel his presence.
“Elise...”
Again. "Elise," not "wife." If they were having sex, she says he called out her name out of excitement, but why now?
Judging by the whisper, his voice didn't seem to be intended to wake her. In any case, the touch of his voice and breath on her skin made Elise tense.
As she lay on her side, something touched the hollow of her neck. It was probably a finger. Soon, it slowly slid down her spine.
The blanket that had been draped over her shoulders was pulled down. The cool air and tickling hands on her naked body sent goosebumps down jer spine.
His hand, which had run down her back, turned to face her buttocks. He raked it across the plump, swollen petals, then cupped her entire vagina with his palm.
‘What, what are you doing...?’
A low sigh escaped his lips.
Even in this situation, pretending to be asleep wasn't easy. Her stomach and lower body clenched with nervousness. Unaware of his intentions, she stiffened even more.
He gently rubbed the area a few times before thrusting one finger into her clitoris. Because it was so clotted with cum and love juice, his finger was easily sucked in. Elise had to quickly bite her lip to keep herself from moaning.
He turned his wrist as if to gauge her, feeling her insides, and then inserted another finger. He turned his wrist again, curled his finger, and pulled it out, scraping it all the way to the entrance.
'Ugh...!'
Elise swallowed her breath, but her body couldn't help but flinch.
The cloudy liquid that had been pooling inside splashed onto the sheet with a splatter. The finger slid in again, then withdrew quickly. It seemed as if it was trying to extract the semen inside.
Elise's breathing was already ragged to its limit.
‘I think I got caught...’
By this point, he knew she was pretending to sleep. But if she opened her eyes now, the second round would begin. Even thinking about it a hundred times, she knew she got goosebumps.
'There's a scene tomorrow where we see Lucas off.'
Managing one's condition is the actor's responsibility. Elise closed her eyes a little harder and pretended to sleep soundly.
She doesn't know if he didn't notice or if he knew but was pretending not to, but fortunately, he acted according to his original intention.
He carefully wiped between her legs with a warm, soaked towel. Her previously uncomfortable lower body felt much more refreshed. She wanted to soak in the bathtub and wash herself clean, but she couldn't, afraid that he might remember her earlier suggestion to shower together.
'Hold on. You have to hold on.'
As Elise consoled herself with the thought that a humiliating retreat was a preparatory step for tomorrow's advance, a popping sound was heard. Judging by the distinctive, herbal aroma, it seemed as if a vial had been opened.
‘...You’re even going to apply medicine?’
She thought it wouldn't be that bad, but her heart still pounded. It felt good to be cared for.
He meticulously applied the ointment to her insides and entrance. His fingers felt a bit cold and slippery as he groped jer inner walls, which felt strange, but thanks to his diligent efforts to distract himself, she successfully managed to avoid becoming aroused.
Only after applying enough ointment did he withdraw his fingers. Another low sigh escaped his lips. Even without seeing him, she could sense his struggle to calm his agitation and steady his breathing.
'You're so fucking sweet.'
Elise had no choice but to admit it. Whether he had originally been attracted to Elise or because she was his wife, Blake Frozen cherished Elise dearly.
He lay against her back, taking care not to let his weight rest on her, and gently embraced her. His body was firm and warm. The warmth transmitted through their contact warmed her body.
‘Then I would rather have this man...’
Let's try to seduce him, she thought.
Seducing and exploiting someone without trust or consideration was something Elise was quite used to. If she were to be so enthralled that she would give up everything, Blake would have no choice but to help her, no matter what she did.
A faint smile appeared on Elise's lips.
It wasn't bad to be in a position to legally seduce such a nice guy.
'Oh, I'm already dead.'
As she giggled and rolled her eyes, a dark man standing blankly beside the bed entered her field of vision. Elise swallowed back the harsh words that almost burst out in surprise, narrowing her eyes.
“...Lucas?”
Lucas, his face expressionless, stared down at her with his arms crossed. Elise tried to clear her throat, her voice cracking. Her throat, worn from crying so much, ached.
“You’ve had a hard time.”
Even though something embarrassing had happened, he seemed unfazed. Seeing him like that, Elise, too, began to feel a sense of "what's the big deal?" So she shamelessly raised her head and grumbled at him.
“You know this is all your fault, right?”
“Why me?”
“If you had entered my husband’s body properly, this wouldn’t have happened.”
He tilted his head.
“Do you want me to admit it was my fault?”
His expression and tone of voice were completely devoid of emotion. Elise abruptly sat up, her temper rising. He frowned as her naked body was revealed.
Feeling someone scrutinizing her as if she were a spectacle, Elise nervously pulled the blanket over herself. She enjoyed exposing her beautiful body, but she refused to accept such emotionless stares.
'Well, they call them agents, but they're probably more like angels. I don't know if they have sexual desires.'
Elise shook her head. There was no need to get angry at something that wasn't human.
“Yes. What’s the use of that?”
“Since you need my help, I have a duty to meet your needs to some extent.”
This man, who was either an agent or an angel, was clearly lacking in emotion and social skills. Elise sighed and spoke to him.
"Anyway, just tell me how I can help. I'll listen and decide."
“Give me acting guidance.”
Elise looked at him in silence for a while.
“What?”
“You said it was acting guidance... What’s with that expression?”
Elise said bluntly.
“I don’t think there’s any hope.”
“No, I am the greatest agent of this age, recognized by God.”
“He is so generous.”
“Of course. God has infinite patience and mercy.”
He insisted with the most lively face she had ever seen.
“Yes, I think so.”
After answering dryly, she spoke to him again.
“But you have to leave soon. Time is running out.”
“There is a way to do that.”
He briefly explained his plan.
There was only one way to align the early movements of the Grand Duke and his wife, not specified in the script, with those of the male protagonist, Lucas Clanton. It was a method he could only come up with because he was supposed to be possessed by Blake.
“Hmm. It’s possible, but...”
Elise tilted her head.
"I'm not sure Blake would accept my request. He's probably quite busy even regularly."
“If you ask, he can’t refuse.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Can’t you tell just by looking?”
One corner of Lucas's mouth twitched. Now Elise could tell it was a smile.
“He's completely into your body.”
“Well, it’s a common occurrence. My nickname was once ‘The Beauty of the Country.’”
It was a nickname she'd earned because of her role, but Elise nodded shamelessly. She believed without a doubt that if she'd been born back when the kingdom existed, she would have truly destroyed the entire nation.
His expression turned cold again.
“You'd better be careful. If you act cocky, you’ll likely get hit in the back of the head.”
Elise's face, which had a history of being hit in the back of the head and dying, became fierce.
“What is it? What bad luck!”
“There is no such thing as luck. Everything is a product of human choices...”
“Oh, yes.”
Elise cut him off with a single stroke. It was better not to listen to such troublesome words. There was something more definite to be done.
“Tell me what I can get in return for helping you.”
“What do you want?”
"Anything is possible? For example, let me live in the upper world. Or bring some bastard's soul to where I am."
“I can handle the fate of a single soul.”
Elise pursed her lips. "Oh," she said. Even though his acting skills weren't great, he seemed like a pretty capable agent.
"Yes. Then I'll tell you what I want to say after this is over. Is that okay?"
"I get it."
Lucas nodded. Then he glanced at the door.
“I guess I should go now. He’ll be back soon.”
Elise gasped and lay back down on the bed, then gestured wildly at him.
“Just go. I’m going to pretend to be asleep from now on.”
It was a shame that the same situation as before would happen again.
The corners of his mouth twitched again, as if he found her frightened expression amusing.
“See you soon.”
With those words, he vanished in an instant. A cool breeze, perhaps from the window, swept through the room before vanishing.
Elise didn't know how he knew, but just as Lucas had said, the door opened shortly after. Perhaps he thought Elise was asleep, so he entered without knocking and closed the door very carefully.
The floor was carpeted, so his footsteps were completely inaudible. Elise closed her eyes and didn't open them.
'Why are you here again? Are you planning to make the new bride a mourner?'
Elise was lost in thought, unable to tell where he was.
If the author, who is an agent from the upper world, had some kind of problem and entered the male protagonist's body, is it possible that the soul of the male protagonist is in Blake's body now?
Grand Duke Blake Frozen doesn't have a significant role in the script. His dialogue is so limited that nothing is revealed about his true personality.
'How do I check?'
As Elise was lost in thought, a weight suddenly settled on one side of the bed. It seemed he had climbed onto the bed. He was close enough that she could feel his presence.
“Elise...”
Again. "Elise," not "wife." If they were having sex, she says he called out her name out of excitement, but why now?
Judging by the whisper, his voice didn't seem to be intended to wake her. In any case, the touch of his voice and breath on her skin made Elise tense.
As she lay on her side, something touched the hollow of her neck. It was probably a finger. Soon, it slowly slid down her spine.
The blanket that had been draped over her shoulders was pulled down. The cool air and tickling hands on her naked body sent goosebumps down jer spine.
His hand, which had run down her back, turned to face her buttocks. He raked it across the plump, swollen petals, then cupped her entire vagina with his palm.
‘What, what are you doing...?’
A low sigh escaped his lips.
Even in this situation, pretending to be asleep wasn't easy. Her stomach and lower body clenched with nervousness. Unaware of his intentions, she stiffened even more.
He gently rubbed the area a few times before thrusting one finger into her clitoris. Because it was so clotted with cum and love juice, his finger was easily sucked in. Elise had to quickly bite her lip to keep herself from moaning.
He turned his wrist as if to gauge her, feeling her insides, and then inserted another finger. He turned his wrist again, curled his finger, and pulled it out, scraping it all the way to the entrance.
'Ugh...!'
Elise swallowed her breath, but her body couldn't help but flinch.
The cloudy liquid that had been pooling inside splashed onto the sheet with a splatter. The finger slid in again, then withdrew quickly. It seemed as if it was trying to extract the semen inside.
But her body, aroused by his repeated actions, began to secrete fresh moisture. She even came slightly. He had been slowly tracing the flesh that clenched around his fingers like she was biting them, but finally withdrew his hand as if giving up.
‘I think I got caught...’
By this point, he knew she was pretending to sleep. But if she opened her eyes now, the second round would begin. Even thinking about it a hundred times, she knew she got goosebumps.
'There's a scene tomorrow where we see Lucas off.'
Managing one's condition is the actor's responsibility. Elise closed her eyes a little harder and pretended to sleep soundly.
She doesn't know if he didn't notice or if he knew but was pretending not to, but fortunately, he acted according to his original intention.
He carefully wiped between her legs with a warm, soaked towel. Her previously uncomfortable lower body felt much more refreshed. She wanted to soak in the bathtub and wash herself clean, but she couldn't, afraid that he might remember her earlier suggestion to shower together.
'Hold on. You have to hold on.'
As Elise consoled herself with the thought that a humiliating retreat was a preparatory step for tomorrow's advance, a popping sound was heard. Judging by the distinctive, herbal aroma, it seemed as if a vial had been opened.
‘...You’re even going to apply medicine?’
She thought it wouldn't be that bad, but her heart still pounded. It felt good to be cared for.
He meticulously applied the ointment to her insides and entrance. His fingers felt a bit cold and slippery as he groped jer inner walls, which felt strange, but thanks to his diligent efforts to distract himself, she successfully managed to avoid becoming aroused.
Only after applying enough ointment did he withdraw his fingers. Another low sigh escaped his lips. Even without seeing him, she could sense his struggle to calm his agitation and steady his breathing.
'You're so fucking sweet.'
Elise had no choice but to admit it. Whether he had originally been attracted to Elise or because she was his wife, Blake Frozen cherished Elise dearly.
He lay against her back, taking care not to let his weight rest on her, and gently embraced her. His body was firm and warm. The warmth transmitted through their contact warmed her body.
‘Then I would rather have this man...’
Let's try to seduce him, she thought.
Seducing and exploiting someone without trust or consideration was something Elise was quite used to. If she were to be so enthralled that she would give up everything, Blake would have no choice but to help her, no matter what she did.
A faint smile appeared on Elise's lips.
It wasn't bad to be in a position to legally seduce such a nice guy.
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