Chapter 210.2: Don't hold it in (Part 2)

147. Don't hold it in

Then, the trembling hands unbuttoned the buttons one by one. The trembling was transmitted through my back. Ricdorian paused without releasing it.

"Ricdorian?"

"Iana......."

He called me strangely, and a surprised voice followed. I tried to turn around, but I couldn't. Because he grabbed my shoulder and brought his lips to my back.

"A rose has appeared on your back."

"What kind of rose?"

"A blue...... rose."

The back? It had never been there before. If there was, there would be no way I could never see it through the mirror.

"Are you seeing this for the first time?"

Perhaps it is. I nodded quietly, then the strong arm dug into my waist. A sweet voice followed.

"I like it very much."

A popping sound was heard as well as the sound of the remaining buttons being pulled off.

At the same time, I felt the place where my back was half exposed. I smiled slightly as I felt the cool outside air tinged me with goosebumps.

"What are you doing? Undress me."

Pop. The sound of something breaking was heard once more. The last remaining button falls to the floor. I glanced behind me and realized that Ricdorian's reason had also been cut off.

The low, sunken eyes ran down my spine. As he swept it down with his fingertips, a creepy shiver traveled up.

"... pretty."

The voice, which had paused for a short time, calmed the atmosphere even more. It felt like my stomach was being squeezed tight.

"Because you're so pretty."

"Uht, Ric."

"I want to swallow you in one bite."

I focused on his voice while keenly raising my whole body to the sensations Ricdorian gave me. I wonder if his personality has changed. I wish he didn't. I wanted him to be rational.

And when I turned around to see if my wish had come true, his face was red and there was an expression of helplessness on his face. It's the look that I like.

The clothes he had removed from my body fell to the floor. Ricdorian laid me down carefully so as not to injure me, and one after another, the shoulders, chest, navel...... he kissed it as he went down. Without realizing it, I grabbed his hand that laid on my chest.

His gentle rubbing hands were tender. He carefully touched the apex and then kneaded it to spread it out. My body quickly heated up in this soft hand. I liked this clumsy touch.

Ricdorian, who stopped between my legs, kissed the red rose tattoo, and then climbed higher and burrowed into the split flesh. My thighs trembled, and a tenseness swelled. My breath was suffocating, but he didn't stop.

I felt like I was falling into a distant place. I pushed my head back and closed my eyes tightly. The white light burst out like fireworks.

At the end as I squeezed my toes tight, it stopped. Stretching like a deflated rubber doll, I breathed in, and then Ricdorian pulled his face away. Under the moonlight, his face and lips were glistening. It felt like my cheeks were burning.

Anticipation revolved in the amethyst-like eyes in the darkness. Ricdorian paused for a moment to kiss me, and then came down to my neck. Then he buried his face for a long time.

"Iana...... This far, shall we?"

I paused while breathing.

"What do you mean?"

Even though it was my first time, I knew very well that this was the appetizer.

"...... You look like you're having a hard time."

"No way? Can you stand it?"

"......."

"You never know when the day will come again after today...... "

His lips touched me. I smiled bashfully with my mouth closed and put my hands behind his tight neck.

After that, it was a time when me and Ricdorian gave ourselves to lust.

"...... Iana, relax."

"Hu, take, take it out...."

"Kuhb, just a little bit more......."

He looked at me as I sweat profusely and didn't know what to do. The funny thing is that this helpless face and the lower half of the body were the opposite.

"You're, too, bi...... uht"

It was a time of burning passion. It was as if I had seen a bright red vision of a red rose. It was a seductive time filled with sweat and heat.

At one point, Ricdorian let out a long groan as if releasing everything. He grabbed my shoulder and hugged me tightly. His forearms were showing visible veins.

"Haa......."

He let out a long breath. In his unbroken posture until the very end, I felt his consideration. I wish I could lie down like this, but Ricdorian looked at me from above for a long time.

"...... pretty."

"... ... yes."

"Pretty. Iana."

"Yes......."

"You're so pretty, I wonder if I can be happy just like this."

I thought I would never forget the smile I saw at this moment. And the appreciation just ends there.

"Can I do it one more time?"

Until Ricdorian smirked bashfully and said a strange, deceitful word in my ears.

***

"...... oh God."

Looking back, I think I really liked books in the previous world. Well, it would have been nice if I enjoyed reading literature that stimulates sensitivity...... My favorite thing to read was obscene books.

To put it in plausible words: erotic books, R-19 books, and adult books. I used to feel like I was holding a children's book when I happened to see a book of all ages when reading a book with age restrictions.

I really hated the morning chirps of birds.......

Chirp, chirp.

I swept my face as I watched the morning scenery of birds chirping.

'It's morning in the blink of an eye.......'

I somehow managed to get my upper body up, but I didn't know how to get up with the blanket wrapped around me. I can't even move because of the stinging pain I feel in my lower back and my whole body aches.

'I have a lot of work to do.'

I slowly looked down. A little while ago, there was a man here who had his tight arms wrapped around me and fell asleep peacefully. But now, he's not here? .... It means that in the morning, he woke up in shock when he saw me groaning in pain. Then, he rushed out and brought Francia back.

"I thought there was going to be a war."

She had a look full of dissatisfaction.

"I was surprised when the Grand Duke came in while I was sleeping. I thought there was going to be a war, really."

It must have been that she slept loosely, and her light-colored, curly hair was loosely messed up. Even her clothes looked like she was wearing only a robe over her pajamas.

"By the way."

Francia furrowed her eyes as if displeased. Then she erased the wrinkles, even the ones on her forehead. She was on the verge of getting angry.

"Who is such an ignorant person?"

I just smiled. It wasn't that I was agreeing either. It's already too late to hide. As I lowered the blanket, the shoulders that I could see were tinged with red blush. If it went down further, it would be even more chaotic.

"Sister, can I kill it?"

"Huh?"

"That bastard."