Erna looked at Callion nervously.
She could guess what was causing the thud outside the door. He must have turned the lion's head around so no one could come in. However, upon hearing the sound, she began to think he hadn't turned it on, but had blown it away completely.
Gulp. Erna swallowed hard from the tension.
Erna knew all too well how hard Callion would push once he lost his mind. After all, she had fainted several times while being held by him all night long. Judging by Callion's current intensity, it was clear that he would push her just as hard as, or even harder than, back then.
Her tightly clenched hand trembled.
'It's not that I'm scared.'
Erna knew the reason for her trembling well. Her body must have known before her mind. Otherwise, she wouldn't feel this tingling sensation between her legs and the pulling in her lower abdomen.
Because Callion had stayed inside her for so long, Erna clearly remembered how she had behaved when she was holding him.
As she braced herself while recalling that time, Callion, who had returned after closing the door, spoke to her.
“Wait, wait a moment.”
“...?”
Erna thought he would rush in and knock her onto the bed right away. But Callion turned around and ran off to his room. Suddenly left all alone in the couple's bedroom, Erna wondered what was going on and looked beyond the door where Callion had disappeared.
She was thinking of just waiting like this, but suddenly she became curious.
'What does Callion's room look like?'
Come to think of it, Erna had never once seen his room.
'Callion had come into my room.'
In that case, couldn't she visit Callion's room at least once? Erna hesitated, then cautiously approached the open door.
Leaving her body standing in the couple's bedroom, she peeked her head out slightly to look into Callion's room.
'So this is your taste.'
Callion's room was truly Callion himself.
Unlike her room, Callion's room was devoid of decorations. Old furniture that looked as though it had been there since the Grand Duke's castle was built. Clean walls with no paintings hanging on them. Books are neatly arranged on shelves.
Come to think of it, unlike her, who just tossed things around, Callion was the type to organize everything.
'It doesn't suit his appearance.'
Muttering to herself, Erna leaned her head further forward. The sound of rushing water came from the inner bathroom.
'I wondered why you were running so fast, but it turns out you were going to wash up.'
"I wondered what on earth was urgent." Erna was relieved that Callion was more rational than she had expected, yet somehow felt disappointed. It was as if she had been hoping he would attack her.
Erna mustered up a little more courage and went inside.
For the past ten years, Erna had never once entered this place. Even though it was a space accessible by just two doors. And now, this unfamiliar space, which she had sneaked into while the room's occupant was washing up...
'It's more comfortable than I thought.'
In the meantime, the familiar scent of Callion filled this space.
Just as he would bury his face between Erna's neck or chest and inhale deeply for a long time, Erna also sometimes sniffed his scent without Callion noticing.
At first, she thought it was the scent of men's perfume. It was a warm scent that wafted between the heavy smell of wood and the thick winter clothes.
However, when she lay on his body in an exhausted state after sex, she realized that it was Callion's scent.
Strangely enough, whenever she smelled that scent, she would relax and close her eyes. It was as if she were allowed to fall asleep wherever she could smell it.
Standing in a place filled with that scent, Erna felt at ease even in this space she was visiting for the first time.
Erna peeked at the edge of Callion's bed.
'It's quite spacious.'
It was a bed similar to the one she used, but perhaps due to Callion's height and build, it seemed wider and much longer. In the past, she would have gotten annoyed the moment she saw it, saying, "Why is that guy bigger!" But now, she was the first to wonder if it would fit Callion's body.
Erna plopped down on the bed. She wondered why this space, which was merely two spaces away from her room, was so fascinating and interesting.
Even though she thought she should return to the couple's bedroom since she had sneaked in, Erna lingered and rolled around on the bed, somehow wanting to stay longer.
At that moment, the sound of water coming from inside the bathroom stopped.
'I have to go back!'
However, before Erna could even get up, Callion came out of the bathroom, making a loud crashing sound.
Water was dripping from Callion's hair, and he was only half-dressed in his bathrobe, showing just how hastily he had come out.
“Erna?”
He saw Erna sitting on his bed, and his eyes widened. At the sight of him, Erna hurriedly apologized.
“Sorry, you suddenly ran off, so I was wondering if something was wrong... I was looking into the room and got curious, so I just came right in.”
"Why is that something to be sorry about?"
She wondered if Callion might be displeased since she had entered without permission. Callion asked back, as if he couldn't understand why Erna was apologizing.
"Come whenever you want."
Saying that, Callion approached Erna.
“And if you’re okay with it...”
In the room, which was slowly growing dark, she thought she caught a glimpse of Callion's smile. The next moment, Erna's body gently collapsed onto his bed.
"Can I do it right here, right now?"
“But, this is your bed...”
"So I want to do it here."
Callion threw off the bathrobe he had only partially worn. He felt a throbbing sensation down below as he looked at Erna lying on his bed, blinking her eyes.
For the past week, Callion had been thinking about Erna in this room. He was a healthy young man, and it was difficult for him to fall asleep without satisfying his desires when they arose.
Erna probably doesn't know.
How many times had he held onto his lower body and shaken it while thinking of her on that bed?
After that, he always had to go into the bathroom to wash off his sticky body. Every time he came out of the bathroom, Callion imagined. He wished Erna were outside right now.
But now, as if by magic, she was sitting on his bed.
Erna has entered the space that only he has used for the past 10 years.
Absurdly, upon realizing this, Callion became more lustful than ever before.
Erna is in his space. She actually entered his place of her own accord. Fearlessly, without even knowing how much it was driving him crazy.
Callion reached out and rummaged through the front of Erna's clothes. A large hand slipped between her collar and hurriedly untied her bra strap.
Was it because he was in a hurry? As Callion's hand slipped several times and he could not untie the knot, Erna raised her hand to stop him as if telling him to wait a moment.
“I, I’ll do it...”
Even Erna's voice was trembling as she tried to stop Callion, but neither of them even noticed that side of the other.
They properly confirmed their feelings for each other at the ancient ruins.
Since then, due to Erna's physical condition, the two were in a situation where they had parted ways, which was not quite a breakup.
Both of them were equally anxious. They wanted to see each other. They wanted to see each other's faces, they wanted to talk... and now, they wanted to forget all shame and explore each other to their heart's content.
She could guess what was causing the thud outside the door. He must have turned the lion's head around so no one could come in. However, upon hearing the sound, she began to think he hadn't turned it on, but had blown it away completely.
Gulp. Erna swallowed hard from the tension.
Erna knew all too well how hard Callion would push once he lost his mind. After all, she had fainted several times while being held by him all night long. Judging by Callion's current intensity, it was clear that he would push her just as hard as, or even harder than, back then.
Her tightly clenched hand trembled.
'It's not that I'm scared.'
Erna knew the reason for her trembling well. Her body must have known before her mind. Otherwise, she wouldn't feel this tingling sensation between her legs and the pulling in her lower abdomen.
Because Callion had stayed inside her for so long, Erna clearly remembered how she had behaved when she was holding him.
As she braced herself while recalling that time, Callion, who had returned after closing the door, spoke to her.
“Wait, wait a moment.”
“...?”
Erna thought he would rush in and knock her onto the bed right away. But Callion turned around and ran off to his room. Suddenly left all alone in the couple's bedroom, Erna wondered what was going on and looked beyond the door where Callion had disappeared.
She was thinking of just waiting like this, but suddenly she became curious.
'What does Callion's room look like?'
Come to think of it, Erna had never once seen his room.
'Callion had come into my room.'
In that case, couldn't she visit Callion's room at least once? Erna hesitated, then cautiously approached the open door.
Leaving her body standing in the couple's bedroom, she peeked her head out slightly to look into Callion's room.
'So this is your taste.'
Callion's room was truly Callion himself.
Unlike her room, Callion's room was devoid of decorations. Old furniture that looked as though it had been there since the Grand Duke's castle was built. Clean walls with no paintings hanging on them. Books are neatly arranged on shelves.
Come to think of it, unlike her, who just tossed things around, Callion was the type to organize everything.
'It doesn't suit his appearance.'
Muttering to herself, Erna leaned her head further forward. The sound of rushing water came from the inner bathroom.
'I wondered why you were running so fast, but it turns out you were going to wash up.'
"I wondered what on earth was urgent." Erna was relieved that Callion was more rational than she had expected, yet somehow felt disappointed. It was as if she had been hoping he would attack her.
Erna mustered up a little more courage and went inside.
For the past ten years, Erna had never once entered this place. Even though it was a space accessible by just two doors. And now, this unfamiliar space, which she had sneaked into while the room's occupant was washing up...
'It's more comfortable than I thought.'
In the meantime, the familiar scent of Callion filled this space.
Just as he would bury his face between Erna's neck or chest and inhale deeply for a long time, Erna also sometimes sniffed his scent without Callion noticing.
At first, she thought it was the scent of men's perfume. It was a warm scent that wafted between the heavy smell of wood and the thick winter clothes.
However, when she lay on his body in an exhausted state after sex, she realized that it was Callion's scent.
Strangely enough, whenever she smelled that scent, she would relax and close her eyes. It was as if she were allowed to fall asleep wherever she could smell it.
Standing in a place filled with that scent, Erna felt at ease even in this space she was visiting for the first time.
Erna peeked at the edge of Callion's bed.
'It's quite spacious.'
It was a bed similar to the one she used, but perhaps due to Callion's height and build, it seemed wider and much longer. In the past, she would have gotten annoyed the moment she saw it, saying, "Why is that guy bigger!" But now, she was the first to wonder if it would fit Callion's body.
Erna plopped down on the bed. She wondered why this space, which was merely two spaces away from her room, was so fascinating and interesting.
Even though she thought she should return to the couple's bedroom since she had sneaked in, Erna lingered and rolled around on the bed, somehow wanting to stay longer.
At that moment, the sound of water coming from inside the bathroom stopped.
'I have to go back!'
However, before Erna could even get up, Callion came out of the bathroom, making a loud crashing sound.
Water was dripping from Callion's hair, and he was only half-dressed in his bathrobe, showing just how hastily he had come out.
“Erna?”
He saw Erna sitting on his bed, and his eyes widened. At the sight of him, Erna hurriedly apologized.
“Sorry, you suddenly ran off, so I was wondering if something was wrong... I was looking into the room and got curious, so I just came right in.”
"Why is that something to be sorry about?"
She wondered if Callion might be displeased since she had entered without permission. Callion asked back, as if he couldn't understand why Erna was apologizing.
"Come whenever you want."
Saying that, Callion approached Erna.
“And if you’re okay with it...”
In the room, which was slowly growing dark, she thought she caught a glimpse of Callion's smile. The next moment, Erna's body gently collapsed onto his bed.
"Can I do it right here, right now?"
“But, this is your bed...”
"So I want to do it here."
Callion threw off the bathrobe he had only partially worn. He felt a throbbing sensation down below as he looked at Erna lying on his bed, blinking her eyes.
For the past week, Callion had been thinking about Erna in this room. He was a healthy young man, and it was difficult for him to fall asleep without satisfying his desires when they arose.
Erna probably doesn't know.
How many times had he held onto his lower body and shaken it while thinking of her on that bed?
After that, he always had to go into the bathroom to wash off his sticky body. Every time he came out of the bathroom, Callion imagined. He wished Erna were outside right now.
But now, as if by magic, she was sitting on his bed.
Erna has entered the space that only he has used for the past 10 years.
Absurdly, upon realizing this, Callion became more lustful than ever before.
Erna is in his space. She actually entered his place of her own accord. Fearlessly, without even knowing how much it was driving him crazy.
Callion reached out and rummaged through the front of Erna's clothes. A large hand slipped between her collar and hurriedly untied her bra strap.
Was it because he was in a hurry? As Callion's hand slipped several times and he could not untie the knot, Erna raised her hand to stop him as if telling him to wait a moment.
“I, I’ll do it...”
Even Erna's voice was trembling as she tried to stop Callion, but neither of them even noticed that side of the other.
They properly confirmed their feelings for each other at the ancient ruins.
Since then, due to Erna's physical condition, the two were in a situation where they had parted ways, which was not quite a breakup.
Both of them were equally anxious. They wanted to see each other. They wanted to see each other's faces, they wanted to talk... and now, they wanted to forget all shame and explore each other to their heart's content.
She also wanted to confirm. How far could the other person be thrown off balance because of her? And how much they wanted her.
Erna sat up and slowly took off her clothes in front of Callion, who was breathing heavily. The soft nightgown she was wearing fell onto the bed, and not long after, the underwear covering her breasts also fell off.
Erna's naked body was revealed under the light of the lamp in the room, which turned on by itself upon sensing the darkness.
Although it was the lamp that was emitting light, Callion narrowed his eyes, unable to look properly at Erna, who was sitting quietly as if she were shining.
Callion carefully raised his hand and grasped the voluptuous breasts that were swaying slowly. Soft yet elastic, white and sweet.
From the moment it filled his palm, Callion gritted his teeth to keep from trembling.
At the sensation of Erna filling his hand, the space between his legs began to throb unbearably.
Unable to bear it any longer, Callion sat on the edge of the bed and held Erna in his arms. Her back touched Callion's chest, and his hands, slipping between her armpits, grasped her breasts.
His warm breath settled on Erna's nape. His tongue licked up Erna's white neck.
“Haaah...!”
Along with the sensation of her downy hairs standing on end, Erna felt a thrilling sensation running down her spine.
Callion gripped her breasts greedily with both hands and tightened his grip. Her voluptuous white breasts rose at his touch and then dropped back down. Then, they became distorted and messy between his fingers.
“Uh-huh...”
However, far from feeling pain at his touch, Erna was feeling a pleasure that made her body tremble involuntarily.
For a long time, Callion's hand craved the softness it had not been able to enjoy. The more it did so, the more the pale pink peak rose up stiffly. Callion grasped it with his thumb and index finger.
“H-uh...!”
He had merely grabbed her, but Erna trembled while clutching her thigh. Callion liked her reaction. It meant Erna remembered very well what he was about to do.
He applied force to his fingers and pressed and rubbed the raised peak strongly.
“Ah, ahh!”
At the intense stimulation, Erna shook her head wildly. At the same time, a nasal sound mixed with moans escaped her.
She tried to escape the stimulation he was giving her, but Callion had already firmly trapped her inside his body. All Erna could do was struggle in his arms.
“Don’t, don’t do it...!”
Although it was a moan bordering on pleading, Callion did not stop his hand. It was because he knew that it was not what Erna truly wanted.
“S-stop! Callion!”
Erna's body on top of his twitched. Increasingly rough breaths escaped her. Callion knew well that this was because they were approaching the climax. Then, the moment Erna's breath caught up to her throat, Callion pulled hard at the ends of her breasts.
“Haaah!”
Erna's body trembled as she froze, clutching her thigh as if struck by lightning.
Then, with a thud, she leaned against his body as if collapsing.
“Haa, ha...”
Erna gasped for breath as if she had just run at full speed. As her body, which had been peaceful and undisturbed for the past week, was violated, she could not think of anything. Her mind was hazy, as if her brain had melted.
Just then, Callion, who had been clutching her chest, quietly let go and tightly embraced her waist with one hand. His other hand then slipped into her underwear, which was still partially uncovered.
“Callion!”
“Shh, stay still.”
Callion firmly held the surprised Erna with one arm, pinned her to his body, and burrowed even deeper down.
The fingers that had been rummaging through the soft pubic hair soon found her lower body, which was already soaking wet and dripping with fluid.
Phew.
“Hmph!”
Erna flinched in surprise at the fingers suddenly digging inside.
“You, what, what are you doing!”
"To let you go."
You mean to let me go? Let me go? Let me go?
Erna, unable to understand Callion's answer, was surprised and grabbed his hand as it dug into her. However, Callion paid no heed and slowly stirred the fingers he had inserted beneath her.
“Ah, ah!”
As the tightly clenched flesh parted, Erna's body tilted forward. However, fortunately, she did not fall completely because Callion was holding on so firmly.
Meanwhile, Callion pressed hard inside Erna, who was biting his finger tightly.
This place is also incredibly soft and warm. He hugged Erna, who was twitching in his arms, even tighter.
In fact, if he were to hold Erna again, he intended to do exactly this. This was because, after reading a book he had secretly obtained from outside the Grand Duke's castle in the meantime, he realized just how much he had been holding Erna indiscriminately.
Since no one had ever properly taught him, his actions were based solely on instinct. So, whenever his erection came, he would immediately thrust into Erna.
Je thought that was only natural. He didn't know much about what happened in between.
However, it was only after reading the book that he realized. That caressing the body is not merely for pleasure, but preparation for a woman to accept a man's body more comfortably and deeply. He also learned that there is a way to loosen up the lower body beforehand to reduce pain during intercourse. And that one must always keep one's body clean at that time. It was written that otherwise, one is likely to feel pain.
'That's why I washed up like crazy.'
If he had his way, he wanted to strip naked and pounce on her right away. But if he did that and Erna got hurt again...
Callion didn't even want to think about such a situation.
Callion held Erna's body, which was swaying in his arms, and became even more engrossed in the act.
Was it because he was holding her again after a long time? Erna’s lower part, which had been holding something larger than his finger all day long, tightened up tightly as if struggling even while holding just one of his fingers, as if nothing had happened.
As if struggling even with just one in her mouth, Erna's lower part continued to leak fluid, causing lewd squelching sounds to begin to be heard. Nevertheless, Callion's fingers could not seem to penetrate further inside.
At this rate, if he attempted to insert it just like before, she would surely get hurt.
Callion briefly withdrew his finger. Erna's fluid was not only soaking his finger but was also dripping down.
“Haa, haa...”
As what had entered from below exited, Erna gasped for breath.
“Why on earth are you...”
Just as she was about to question him for suddenly doing something he never did, Callion whispered in her ear.
“This won’t do. I’ll add one more.”
"What?"
Before Erna could even stop him in surprise, two fingers slowly attempted to enter her lower body.
Erna sat up and slowly took off her clothes in front of Callion, who was breathing heavily. The soft nightgown she was wearing fell onto the bed, and not long after, the underwear covering her breasts also fell off.
Erna's naked body was revealed under the light of the lamp in the room, which turned on by itself upon sensing the darkness.
Although it was the lamp that was emitting light, Callion narrowed his eyes, unable to look properly at Erna, who was sitting quietly as if she were shining.
Callion carefully raised his hand and grasped the voluptuous breasts that were swaying slowly. Soft yet elastic, white and sweet.
From the moment it filled his palm, Callion gritted his teeth to keep from trembling.
At the sensation of Erna filling his hand, the space between his legs began to throb unbearably.
Unable to bear it any longer, Callion sat on the edge of the bed and held Erna in his arms. Her back touched Callion's chest, and his hands, slipping between her armpits, grasped her breasts.
His warm breath settled on Erna's nape. His tongue licked up Erna's white neck.
“Haaah...!”
Along with the sensation of her downy hairs standing on end, Erna felt a thrilling sensation running down her spine.
Callion gripped her breasts greedily with both hands and tightened his grip. Her voluptuous white breasts rose at his touch and then dropped back down. Then, they became distorted and messy between his fingers.
“Uh-huh...”
However, far from feeling pain at his touch, Erna was feeling a pleasure that made her body tremble involuntarily.
For a long time, Callion's hand craved the softness it had not been able to enjoy. The more it did so, the more the pale pink peak rose up stiffly. Callion grasped it with his thumb and index finger.
“H-uh...!”
He had merely grabbed her, but Erna trembled while clutching her thigh. Callion liked her reaction. It meant Erna remembered very well what he was about to do.
He applied force to his fingers and pressed and rubbed the raised peak strongly.
“Ah, ahh!”
At the intense stimulation, Erna shook her head wildly. At the same time, a nasal sound mixed with moans escaped her.
She tried to escape the stimulation he was giving her, but Callion had already firmly trapped her inside his body. All Erna could do was struggle in his arms.
“Don’t, don’t do it...!”
Although it was a moan bordering on pleading, Callion did not stop his hand. It was because he knew that it was not what Erna truly wanted.
“S-stop! Callion!”
Erna's body on top of his twitched. Increasingly rough breaths escaped her. Callion knew well that this was because they were approaching the climax. Then, the moment Erna's breath caught up to her throat, Callion pulled hard at the ends of her breasts.
“Haaah!”
Erna's body trembled as she froze, clutching her thigh as if struck by lightning.
Then, with a thud, she leaned against his body as if collapsing.
“Haa, ha...”
Erna gasped for breath as if she had just run at full speed. As her body, which had been peaceful and undisturbed for the past week, was violated, she could not think of anything. Her mind was hazy, as if her brain had melted.
Just then, Callion, who had been clutching her chest, quietly let go and tightly embraced her waist with one hand. His other hand then slipped into her underwear, which was still partially uncovered.
“Callion!”
“Shh, stay still.”
Callion firmly held the surprised Erna with one arm, pinned her to his body, and burrowed even deeper down.
The fingers that had been rummaging through the soft pubic hair soon found her lower body, which was already soaking wet and dripping with fluid.
Phew.
“Hmph!”
Erna flinched in surprise at the fingers suddenly digging inside.
“You, what, what are you doing!”
"To let you go."
You mean to let me go? Let me go? Let me go?
Erna, unable to understand Callion's answer, was surprised and grabbed his hand as it dug into her. However, Callion paid no heed and slowly stirred the fingers he had inserted beneath her.
“Ah, ah!”
As the tightly clenched flesh parted, Erna's body tilted forward. However, fortunately, she did not fall completely because Callion was holding on so firmly.
Meanwhile, Callion pressed hard inside Erna, who was biting his finger tightly.
This place is also incredibly soft and warm. He hugged Erna, who was twitching in his arms, even tighter.
In fact, if he were to hold Erna again, he intended to do exactly this. This was because, after reading a book he had secretly obtained from outside the Grand Duke's castle in the meantime, he realized just how much he had been holding Erna indiscriminately.
Since no one had ever properly taught him, his actions were based solely on instinct. So, whenever his erection came, he would immediately thrust into Erna.
Je thought that was only natural. He didn't know much about what happened in between.
However, it was only after reading the book that he realized. That caressing the body is not merely for pleasure, but preparation for a woman to accept a man's body more comfortably and deeply. He also learned that there is a way to loosen up the lower body beforehand to reduce pain during intercourse. And that one must always keep one's body clean at that time. It was written that otherwise, one is likely to feel pain.
'That's why I washed up like crazy.'
If he had his way, he wanted to strip naked and pounce on her right away. But if he did that and Erna got hurt again...
Callion didn't even want to think about such a situation.
Callion held Erna's body, which was swaying in his arms, and became even more engrossed in the act.
Was it because he was holding her again after a long time? Erna’s lower part, which had been holding something larger than his finger all day long, tightened up tightly as if struggling even while holding just one of his fingers, as if nothing had happened.
As if struggling even with just one in her mouth, Erna's lower part continued to leak fluid, causing lewd squelching sounds to begin to be heard. Nevertheless, Callion's fingers could not seem to penetrate further inside.
At this rate, if he attempted to insert it just like before, she would surely get hurt.
Callion briefly withdrew his finger. Erna's fluid was not only soaking his finger but was also dripping down.
“Haa, haa...”
As what had entered from below exited, Erna gasped for breath.
“Why on earth are you...”
Just as she was about to question him for suddenly doing something he never did, Callion whispered in her ear.
“This won’t do. I’ll add one more.”
"What?"
Before Erna could even stop him in surprise, two fingers slowly attempted to enter her lower body.
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