Chapter 59
The wet, slick sensation was something I had grown quite accustomed to. Though our conversation had been cut off, and I’d even forgotten what I was about to say, I accepted the pleasure he gave and moved my jaw in time with his rhythm.
Saliva overflowed and streamed down my chin. I could see it dripping down, sticky and viscous. When I cautiously opened my eyes, I found his gaze, intense enough to devour me, was completely unchecked.
Even though it was just a kiss, it felt like I was being eaten alive, making the fine hairs all over my body stand on end.
“Mmmgh…”
When our lips parted, a long string of saliva connected us. I watched it stretch and then finally snap. He was watching my reaction with those dark gray eyes of his, shining like obsidian.
Quest! The Distance Between You and Me III
Adrian Russell feels anxious about Princess Gracie! Please comfort your fiancé, Adrian!
Choice 1. (Censored) Adrian. (Auto-execute)
Choice 2. Let Adrian (Censored) me. (Auto-execute) ▼
This is insane!
Choice 1 means I take the initiative, and Choice 2 means I get taken! A 19+ game should hire someone who’s actually experienced 19+ stuff! Huh?!
Ugh, damn it. And if it’s my first time, I’d rather it be with Clayton… No, not him! Not him! What am I even thinking?!
“Have we started already?”
“Huh?”
“The corners of your eyes are wet.”
Flustered, I tried to pull away, but he swiftly scooped me up into his arms. Suddenly finding myself with my arms around his neck, I tapped the status window that had followed behind his head.
“Hey! Wait a minute!”
Reward: None.
⚝ If the quest fails, the lottery ticket will disappear! ⚝
“You’ve got to be kidding! Hey!”
“What’s wrong?”
My anger made my fist tremble, and I almost hit the undeserving Adrian before stopping myself. This guy had already taken so many beatings because of me, his body was a mass of bruises; I couldn’t hit him again.
“Sh-shall we…”
“Yes.”
“Sh-shall we… r-really do it today?”
“Yes.”
Fine. If that’s how it’s going to be, then I have no choice.
“Ghk!… Kgh!”
My voice was stuck! I couldn’t even yell for Francis! Damn it!
But if the lottery ticket disappears, half my reason for going back would vanish along with it. 7 billion is an amount of money I could never hope to touch in my entire life!
If I’d known it would come to this, I should have tried harder to seduce Clayton. No, I’d rather it were Joshua… No, I can’t inflict this kind of wound on Joshua. Then, Francis? But he’s a virgin like me, wouldn’t it be awkward for both of us? But would Clayton be any better? They say he loses control halfway through…!
The only silver lining is that it probably isn’t Princess Gracie’s first time.
“Why are you trembling so much?”
“W-well… you see…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.”
He sat on the bed and placed me on his lap.
“Since you’ve lost your memory, today will be our first night.”
“Ah…”
I couldn’t meet his eyes. Even when I looked down, his gaze felt like an afterimage burned into my vision, making it hard to breathe, feeling as if my heart was about to leap out of my chest.
“Wh-what if it… hurts?”
“It won’t.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“We’ve done it enough for me to be sure.”
He emphasized the word ‘we,’ and I felt I could almost hear Adrian’s heartbeat.
“You’ll really take care of everything?”
“Yes.”
“Sigh…”
Ta-da! Time's up! Selecting a choice at random!
No way!
Number 2!
Fine. You take the lead. Fine! Maybe that’s better! Ugh, I don’t know! When I get back to my original body, all of this will just have been a dream anyway!
“Be gentle, Adrian.”
It’s starting. Seeing how he’s starting to talk on his own again…
“It’s exciting.”
“Why?”
“You’re more nervous than you were on our first night.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I laughed. Seeing that, Adrian gave a pretty smile in return. This guy… he’s definitely a nine-tailed fox. Maybe Clayton wasn’t entirely wrong when he kept calling him a fox.
“Adrian.”
“I’m listening.”
“Was I your first?”
“…Yes.”
He turned us over, laying me down on the bed. My hair spilled out around me, and seeing Adrian without his mask felt like it was the first time. Even though it had happened many times before.
“What was it like back then?”
“I didn’t know your embrace would be so warm. I didn’t know the pleasure a woman could give would be so immense.”
“Why are you being so honest?”
“Because you… It seems you prefer an honest fool.”
Maybe it was because of his bruised eyes, but my heart kept softening, which was a big problem. Was he feeling insecure because of Clayton?
“What would you do if I took ten concubines?”
A vivid sensation touched me down below, making my waist tremble finely, and he let out a sigh. Then, as he reached for my cheek, I kissed him first. Before he could even answer, I gave his lips a few quick pecks—mwah, mwah, mwah—and pulled away. He turned bright red and answered with a deliberately expressionless face.
“If you love me the most among those ten, then any number is fine.”
“Then why did you say only Joshua was allowed?”
His breath touched my neck. My body trembled at the soft sensation. Soon, I was startled as he began nipping at my shoulder with his canine teeth, and I grabbed his thick arms. My hands slipped because of his clothes, so he frowned, ripped his top off as if tearing it away, and threw it aside. Then, he reached behind my back and easily untied the knot of my dress, letting it slide down.
“Because with any other guy… it seemed like you might develop real feelings.”
“Were you anxious?”
“…Yes.”
My clothes slipped away. The bruises visible all over Adrian’s body blended wickedly well with the scar on his chest, seductively enchanting. The wet sounds made my ears burn. As the damp sensation traveled, I hallucinated that I could vividly see the red flesh inside his mouth.
“Impatient, Adrian?”
“I feel like I’m going crazy.”
Wherever his hands touched felt ticklish and yet intensely sensitive. Moving my body, speaking—none of it felt like my own will. But since the sensations were purely mine, my heart pounded wildly, yet there was nothing I could do.
The problem was that those unraveling hands of his felt… not bad at all.
“How… mmmph… many children do you want?”
“If you don’t take any concubines, one. If not, ten.”
“You’re so greedy. How could I possibly give birth to ten?”
“Hah… Th-then three.”
He let out a deep breath and stared at me, making my body shiver as if cold water had been poured down my spine. I reacted to his hand moving along my curves, and for some reason, he found that delightful and smiled again. Perhaps reacting to his smile, I smiled too, my cheeks burning as I grinned.
“Why… mmmph… do you smile so often?”
“You’re the one who once cried because I didn’t smile.”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
Well, it seems the current me won’t have any reason to cry because of you. Whatever I was like before, you’re someone who smiles incessantly now.
“I’d like my bed to be filled with your scent.”
“Mmmph… Y-you’re so… lecherous…”
The thing he was tightly holding squirmed persistently, and I bit my lip hard.
“Ah, to think we’d fight… ngh… enough to get hurt like this.”
“It’s because you make me foolish.”
This guy was beyond persistent; he was downright clingy. Why else would he lick with his mouth and then bite with his teeth, making it confusing whether it hurt or felt good?
Yet, my body, steadily catching fire, was being so easily manipulated and conquered.
With our fingers interlaced, the weight of him pressing down on me felt stabilizing. My knees touched my chest, and my ankles dangled near his head. The shaking of his hair made the ankle placed beside his neck feel ticklish.
“Ah, ngh…! You, Adr… ngh… slow down a bit…!”
“It’s not me who’s holding on tight, and yet you say such things with that voice.”
Thinking was a struggle. Is this what they mean when they say pleasure becomes so intense it’s hard to think? The depth of his invasion was frightening.
“Your insides have already risen to meet me. Look. It’s as if they’re waiting for their owner.”
“Hah, ngh…”
He brought our interlaced hands and made me touch my lower abdomen. I thought I understood what he meant and felt embarrassed. How does he so easily find all my weak spots and break them down?
No wonder he was so confident.
“Ah…! St-stop…!”
“Do you… hah… really think I’ll stop?”
My toes curled in surprise, and I squeezed my eyes shut. The movement I thought would stop came back even more intensely, and I felt like I was going blind. I never knew the squelching sounds could be more embarrassing than the pounding of my own heart.
“Hah…!”
“You’re crying already.”
When my vision returned, everything looked blurry, probably from the tears. I was in no state to speak, but I saw Adrian brush my hair aside and kiss me.
My body felt lethargic yet soaked in pleasure, succumbing once again to the invasion. With my one free hand, my right hand, I traced the scar on his chest with my fingertips.
“Kgh…!”
I could see the veins on his muscular body stand out and then relax. As I watched this, he, drenched in sweat, began to move over me again, and I tensed up.
I tried to speak but couldn’t. I didn’t know if the auto-execute was still in progress, or if the lingering pleasure was just too deep. My whole body was drenched in sweat as if I’d been running for a long time, and my hair stuck to my cheeks, but I had no chance to feel discomfort before I had to accept his touch again.
I watched drowsily as he tenderly peeled the stuck hair from my face, and he smiled again with that handsome face of his.
“I never said we’d only do it once.”
