Erna's pajamas fell off the bed in an instant. There was no time to scream or stop Callion. He stripped off everything Erna was wearing as fast as a madman and laid her directly on the bed.
“Hey, wait, just a moment...!”
Erna grabbed Callion's arm, but he wasn't the type to back down so easily. In fact, Callion was already out of his mind.
In fact, throughout their relationship so far, it was always him who took the initiative. There were a few times Erna had moved on her own, but they were few and far between. Most of the time, she simply waited with her eyes closed, letting him make the moves. Because of this, Callion sometimes felt anxious. Was he actually terribly bad at it? After all, doing something a lot does not necessarily mean you are good at it.
In truth, he thought Erna's attitude was unavoidable. After all, she wasn't doing it because she wanted to. However, Callion gradually felt a sense of regret. Now, undeniably, he was finding pleasure in Erna.
Recently, aside from monster hunting, he hasn't taken on any Knights' duties that would stay late. If something did happen, unlike before, he usually handed it over to Cedric, and fearing he might be late, he returned to his room at the last minute, washed up, and came to the couple's bedroom.
As the time spent here became more enjoyable, Callion kept being reminded of Erna, who seemed to be enduring it all. In any case, their relationship wouldn't continue if they had a child. Therefore, he didn't need to overcomplicate things about it either. Wasn't it enough that they could now spend the night without any issues, unlike how difficult it had been at the beginning? However, Callion gradually realized that he wanted more.
He wishes Erna would make more noise. It would be even better if she called his name. And a little more... he wished she would want it just as he wanted it.
At first, he thought it was a matter of pride. He felt it would be unsightly to hold onto the still Erna and thrust his hips by himself, as it somehow made it seem like he was the one clinging to her. It was out of that feeling that he had urged Erna to move more. He wanted to ensure that he wasn't the only one enjoying this moment; he wanted her, too, to derive pleasure from him.
Feeling the throbbing pain down below once again, Callion spread Erna's legs. Her lower region was already heavily wet and leaking fluid. The old him would have immediately attempted to enter by thrusting his into the wet gap. But today, he did not.
Callion lowered his head and carefully kissed the tender flesh on the inside of Erna's thigh.
“Hmph!”
At that, a startled Erna squirmed. The corners of Callion's eyes curved softly. As expected, her body was reacting frighteningly sensitively once again today. That made it even better.
“You, uh... what, what are you trying to do...?”
It was a voice that sounded slightly frightened by Callion's unusual behavior. As if to soothe Erna, Callion rubbed his lips even more carefully. Each time, Erna let out a short moan. At the same time, Callion could see it. Her lower regions, which had already swallowed him countless times, were twitching and growing wet.
Gulp.
He swallowed dryly. The thirst he had felt every time he held Erna for a long time returned. No matter how much water he drank, or how much he bit and licked Erna's body, this thirst did not disappear. Callion's lips slowly moved deeper. The moment Erna realized what he was about to do and struggled in surprise, Callion held her legs tightly and pressed his lips to the spot he had desired.
Just as it seemed like the high bridge was parting the wet gap to enter, a thick tongue burrowed inside Erna.
“Ah! H-h-uh!”
Startled, Erna's arms frantically fumbled across the sheets. However, all she could find were crumpled sheets. Because Callion was gripping her legs so tightly, Erna had no choice but to thrash about like a trapped animal.
Having obtained what he wanted, Callion licked Erna's lower body ravenously.
“Ah, stop, don’t do that! Callion!”
She tried to push away the head moving roughly beneath her, but it wouldn't budge. So Erna had to fully endure the stimulation that struck her from below.
“Ahhhh...!”
Then, the moment Callion's tongue pressed against a spot inside, Erna's eyes widened, and her body trembled. Gulp. Erna realized that something had leaked from below. And the fact that Callion had swallowed it.
“You... Why!”
Unbearable shame and humiliation wreaked havoc on Erna's mind. Reaching a climax was something she had experienced time and time again. But today was different. How, how did I...
Erna, who was about to scream in surprise, realized at that moment. Hadn't she done the exact same thing just moments ago?
“Ugh....”
Erna covered her mouth with both hands, speechless. Stars shot up before her eyes, and her waist trembled slightly. Every time Callion moved his tongue, Erna shuddered as if struck by lightning. It was only after a long time that Callion lifted his head. Knowing what the liquid on the corner of his mouth was, Erna felt even more ashamed, as if she were going to die.
He sat up and smiled as he ran the back of his hand over the corners of his mouth.
“Let’s do it, Erna.”
Erna couldn't help but be terrified of Callion's smile, which looked as innocent as a child who knew nothing.
Callion looked at Erna, who was fast asleep. He couldn't remember how many times they had done it. All he remembered was that they had explored each other like madmen. He groped her body, which was still feverish. Erna had left just as many marks on him as he had. Callion gently lifted the blanket covering Erna. Beneath the blanket, Erna's body was covered in red marks.
Callion recalled the image of Erna sobbing atop him, her body covered in his traces. He had deliberately seated her on top of him. Erna’s face, as she slumped down from exhaustion after barely swallowing the tip and not knowing what to do, was truly terribly lewd, and also...
“...It was cute.”
At that moment, Callion sprang to his feet in surprise. The mattress rippled, and Erna groaned as she curled up. Callion hurriedly covered her with the blanket again, got out of bed, and slumped onto a chair placed beside him.
'What did I just say?'
Cute? That?
Callion clutched his hair and bowed his head. Heat rose to the tips of his ears, and the area beneath his eyes burned. But no matter how much he shook his head or ran his hand over his face, the face of Erna he had seen at that moment flickered in his mind. Callion gripped the armrest of the innocent chair tightly. Crack. The sound of wood cracking was heard.
'Did I hit my head without even realizing it?'
If it really isn't because of the monster's poison, as the priest said, then maybe he's just lost his mind. But why? Why now? Could it be that thing people call "physical attraction"? Then if I sleep with someone other than Erna, will that person feel this way too...
“Ugh.”
At that moment, Callion instinctively covered his mouth. It was only for a brief moment, but if his wife hadn't been Erna. If he had faced this situation with another woman.
The moment he thought that far, a physiological sense of revulsion turned his insides.
In fact, Callion faced quite a few temptations. This was especially true when he stayed in the vicinity during long expeditions to subdue monsters. There were times when the lord himself tried to seduce him, and times when the lord's daughter did. Each time, Callion would look at them with an expression as if he had just heard the most terrible thing in the world.
He had never once wanted anyone. But why now... Why only now...
Callion scratched his confused head and turned around. Then, his thoughts suddenly turned to Erna. Although she had been called a pumpkin when she was young, wasn't she now a beauty acknowledged by everyone in Hessengard? Just as he had been tempted, Erna must have been tempted by just as many people. Perhaps there was even someone who foolishly thought that their offspring could grow in Erna's womb and become the future Grand Duke of Hessengard.
Crunch!
The chair's armrest, which had been shaking just moments ago due to Callion's grip, finally broke this time.
What kind of bastard is it? No, I don't need to know. If I see one, I'll just blow it away.
For a long time, Callion fumed to himself, burning with hostility toward an opponent whose very existence he could not even discern. Then, his eyes fell upon the piece of the ocean that Erna had placed on the side table. It shimmered brilliantly, bathed in the morning sunlight that had now crossed the mountains.
“...”
Callion's eyes narrowed as he looked at the fragment of the ocean.
'Could it be that Erna's mind has changed a little because of that?'
He remembered that Erna, while asleep, had been clutching that tightly. And that she had hesitated even as she said she would return it.
'The wizards are indeed desperate to save them.'
Among the items excavated from ancient ruins, it is the most useful and sought-after. On top of that, it is beautiful.
“...”
Suddenly, he remembered that Erna had said she intended to work harder, too. Could it be because he gave her that...
The moment he reached that point, Callion sprang to his feet. The broken armrest lay scattered on the carpet, but he didn't even glance at it as he hurriedly headed to his room. A short while later, a proud smile lingered on his face as he returned to the master bedroom. That is, until Cedric came to his door, knocking and asking for his urgent business.
"Hmm..."
As soon as Erna came to her senses, she felt thirsty.
“Callion, I need some water...”
Erna called out to him as if it were the most natural thing in the world. But there was no answer. Only then did Erna stir in her sleep and get up from her seat.
"Ouch..."
Erna sat up and opened her eyes groggily. She could feel it. Her physical condition was different from usual. At first, she wondered if it was because she had acted like crazy with Callion, but instead of her body throbbing, she felt like her head was shaking. Fortunately, the dizziness disappeared after she curled up for a moment, but the thirst remained.
Erna struggled to open her eyes and looked around. However, Callion was nowhere to be seen. She wondered if he had gone back to his room for a moment, but she heard no sound of him returning. Eventually, Erna struggled to get out of bed, picked up her half-tattered pajamas, put them on, and approached the bedside table where the water kettle stood. Just as she reached for the cup, something sparkling caught her eye.
"Uh?"
Erna's eyes widened as she looked at the bedside table. She was certain she had placed the Fragment of the Ocean there. So, the Fragment of the Ocean being there was not the problem. If there was a problem, it was...
Did it increase?
The piece of the ocean, which was clearly one, had become five.
“Hey, wait, just a moment...!”
Erna grabbed Callion's arm, but he wasn't the type to back down so easily. In fact, Callion was already out of his mind.
In fact, throughout their relationship so far, it was always him who took the initiative. There were a few times Erna had moved on her own, but they were few and far between. Most of the time, she simply waited with her eyes closed, letting him make the moves. Because of this, Callion sometimes felt anxious. Was he actually terribly bad at it? After all, doing something a lot does not necessarily mean you are good at it.
In truth, he thought Erna's attitude was unavoidable. After all, she wasn't doing it because she wanted to. However, Callion gradually felt a sense of regret. Now, undeniably, he was finding pleasure in Erna.
Recently, aside from monster hunting, he hasn't taken on any Knights' duties that would stay late. If something did happen, unlike before, he usually handed it over to Cedric, and fearing he might be late, he returned to his room at the last minute, washed up, and came to the couple's bedroom.
As the time spent here became more enjoyable, Callion kept being reminded of Erna, who seemed to be enduring it all. In any case, their relationship wouldn't continue if they had a child. Therefore, he didn't need to overcomplicate things about it either. Wasn't it enough that they could now spend the night without any issues, unlike how difficult it had been at the beginning? However, Callion gradually realized that he wanted more.
He wishes Erna would make more noise. It would be even better if she called his name. And a little more... he wished she would want it just as he wanted it.
At first, he thought it was a matter of pride. He felt it would be unsightly to hold onto the still Erna and thrust his hips by himself, as it somehow made it seem like he was the one clinging to her. It was out of that feeling that he had urged Erna to move more. He wanted to ensure that he wasn't the only one enjoying this moment; he wanted her, too, to derive pleasure from him.
Feeling the throbbing pain down below once again, Callion spread Erna's legs. Her lower region was already heavily wet and leaking fluid. The old him would have immediately attempted to enter by thrusting his into the wet gap. But today, he did not.
Callion lowered his head and carefully kissed the tender flesh on the inside of Erna's thigh.
“Hmph!”
At that, a startled Erna squirmed. The corners of Callion's eyes curved softly. As expected, her body was reacting frighteningly sensitively once again today. That made it even better.
“You, uh... what, what are you trying to do...?”
It was a voice that sounded slightly frightened by Callion's unusual behavior. As if to soothe Erna, Callion rubbed his lips even more carefully. Each time, Erna let out a short moan. At the same time, Callion could see it. Her lower regions, which had already swallowed him countless times, were twitching and growing wet.
Gulp.
He swallowed dryly. The thirst he had felt every time he held Erna for a long time returned. No matter how much water he drank, or how much he bit and licked Erna's body, this thirst did not disappear. Callion's lips slowly moved deeper. The moment Erna realized what he was about to do and struggled in surprise, Callion held her legs tightly and pressed his lips to the spot he had desired.
Just as it seemed like the high bridge was parting the wet gap to enter, a thick tongue burrowed inside Erna.
“Ah! H-h-uh!”
Startled, Erna's arms frantically fumbled across the sheets. However, all she could find were crumpled sheets. Because Callion was gripping her legs so tightly, Erna had no choice but to thrash about like a trapped animal.
Having obtained what he wanted, Callion licked Erna's lower body ravenously.
“Ah, stop, don’t do that! Callion!”
She tried to push away the head moving roughly beneath her, but it wouldn't budge. So Erna had to fully endure the stimulation that struck her from below.
“Ahhhh...!”
Then, the moment Callion's tongue pressed against a spot inside, Erna's eyes widened, and her body trembled. Gulp. Erna realized that something had leaked from below. And the fact that Callion had swallowed it.
“You... Why!”
Unbearable shame and humiliation wreaked havoc on Erna's mind. Reaching a climax was something she had experienced time and time again. But today was different. How, how did I...
Erna, who was about to scream in surprise, realized at that moment. Hadn't she done the exact same thing just moments ago?
“Ugh....”
Erna covered her mouth with both hands, speechless. Stars shot up before her eyes, and her waist trembled slightly. Every time Callion moved his tongue, Erna shuddered as if struck by lightning. It was only after a long time that Callion lifted his head. Knowing what the liquid on the corner of his mouth was, Erna felt even more ashamed, as if she were going to die.
He sat up and smiled as he ran the back of his hand over the corners of his mouth.
“Let’s do it, Erna.”
Erna couldn't help but be terrified of Callion's smile, which looked as innocent as a child who knew nothing.
***
Callion looked at Erna, who was fast asleep. He couldn't remember how many times they had done it. All he remembered was that they had explored each other like madmen. He groped her body, which was still feverish. Erna had left just as many marks on him as he had. Callion gently lifted the blanket covering Erna. Beneath the blanket, Erna's body was covered in red marks.
Callion recalled the image of Erna sobbing atop him, her body covered in his traces. He had deliberately seated her on top of him. Erna’s face, as she slumped down from exhaustion after barely swallowing the tip and not knowing what to do, was truly terribly lewd, and also...
“...It was cute.”
At that moment, Callion sprang to his feet in surprise. The mattress rippled, and Erna groaned as she curled up. Callion hurriedly covered her with the blanket again, got out of bed, and slumped onto a chair placed beside him.
'What did I just say?'
Cute? That?
Callion clutched his hair and bowed his head. Heat rose to the tips of his ears, and the area beneath his eyes burned. But no matter how much he shook his head or ran his hand over his face, the face of Erna he had seen at that moment flickered in his mind. Callion gripped the armrest of the innocent chair tightly. Crack. The sound of wood cracking was heard.
'Did I hit my head without even realizing it?'
If it really isn't because of the monster's poison, as the priest said, then maybe he's just lost his mind. But why? Why now? Could it be that thing people call "physical attraction"? Then if I sleep with someone other than Erna, will that person feel this way too...
“Ugh.”
At that moment, Callion instinctively covered his mouth. It was only for a brief moment, but if his wife hadn't been Erna. If he had faced this situation with another woman.
The moment he thought that far, a physiological sense of revulsion turned his insides.
In fact, Callion faced quite a few temptations. This was especially true when he stayed in the vicinity during long expeditions to subdue monsters. There were times when the lord himself tried to seduce him, and times when the lord's daughter did. Each time, Callion would look at them with an expression as if he had just heard the most terrible thing in the world.
He had never once wanted anyone. But why now... Why only now...
Callion scratched his confused head and turned around. Then, his thoughts suddenly turned to Erna. Although she had been called a pumpkin when she was young, wasn't she now a beauty acknowledged by everyone in Hessengard? Just as he had been tempted, Erna must have been tempted by just as many people. Perhaps there was even someone who foolishly thought that their offspring could grow in Erna's womb and become the future Grand Duke of Hessengard.
Crunch!
The chair's armrest, which had been shaking just moments ago due to Callion's grip, finally broke this time.
What kind of bastard is it? No, I don't need to know. If I see one, I'll just blow it away.
For a long time, Callion fumed to himself, burning with hostility toward an opponent whose very existence he could not even discern. Then, his eyes fell upon the piece of the ocean that Erna had placed on the side table. It shimmered brilliantly, bathed in the morning sunlight that had now crossed the mountains.
“...”
Callion's eyes narrowed as he looked at the fragment of the ocean.
'Could it be that Erna's mind has changed a little because of that?'
He remembered that Erna, while asleep, had been clutching that tightly. And that she had hesitated even as she said she would return it.
'The wizards are indeed desperate to save them.'
Among the items excavated from ancient ruins, it is the most useful and sought-after. On top of that, it is beautiful.
“...”
Suddenly, he remembered that Erna had said she intended to work harder, too. Could it be because he gave her that...
The moment he reached that point, Callion sprang to his feet. The broken armrest lay scattered on the carpet, but he didn't even glance at it as he hurriedly headed to his room. A short while later, a proud smile lingered on his face as he returned to the master bedroom. That is, until Cedric came to his door, knocking and asking for his urgent business.
***
"Hmm..."
As soon as Erna came to her senses, she felt thirsty.
“Callion, I need some water...”
Erna called out to him as if it were the most natural thing in the world. But there was no answer. Only then did Erna stir in her sleep and get up from her seat.
"Ouch..."
Erna sat up and opened her eyes groggily. She could feel it. Her physical condition was different from usual. At first, she wondered if it was because she had acted like crazy with Callion, but instead of her body throbbing, she felt like her head was shaking. Fortunately, the dizziness disappeared after she curled up for a moment, but the thirst remained.
Erna struggled to open her eyes and looked around. However, Callion was nowhere to be seen. She wondered if he had gone back to his room for a moment, but she heard no sound of him returning. Eventually, Erna struggled to get out of bed, picked up her half-tattered pajamas, put them on, and approached the bedside table where the water kettle stood. Just as she reached for the cup, something sparkling caught her eye.
"Uh?"
Erna's eyes widened as she looked at the bedside table. She was certain she had placed the Fragment of the Ocean there. So, the Fragment of the Ocean being there was not the problem. If there was a problem, it was...
Did it increase?
The piece of the ocean, which was clearly one, had become five.
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