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How a Villainous Sub-Bottom Survives 48

“When it’s your first time, the lower gate must be sufficiently widened. Just because you’re an omega doesn’t mean it should be neglected.”

He truly proceeded with the lesson. Having thought he was just euphemistically calling it ‘mealtime,’ I ended up momentarily flustered.

“…Yes.”

“If you’re not ready but your partner forcibly pushes in, refuse. You must reject them clearly.”

And this wasn’t a lesson for an erotic dream. Vital energy wasn’t the purpose either. Hereis was worrying about me having my wedding night tonight. Did he think Eldon would act roughly? Or did I seem like I’d stupidly comply without saying a word? Was he worried about both? But an ordinary person, even if concerned, wouldn’t think to give sex education like this. Though he appears ascetic, at times like this, the fact that he’s an incubus was keenly felt.

“Yes. I will.”

Hereis rubbed my shaft and scrotum warmly, and with his other hand, he rubbed the anal folds. Then my penis, which was already standing rigidly, spurted out semen. It could only be described as spurting. I let out a moan soaked in excitement and collapsed forward.

The afterglow of pleasure covered my embarrassment. As I panted and caught my hazy breath, Hereis’s cold hand grabbed my thighs and buttocks, lifting them, and continued the act again.

“Hereis, let me rest just a bit…”

Since my arms didn’t have enough strength to support my body, I ended up in a position with only my buttocks raised. But fear preceded shame. I was already feeling more extreme arousal than I’d experienced in my entire life, including my past life. It was plenty good and overwhelming, but Hereis kept driving me. However, he didn’t listen to my words. With the continuing stimulation, my lower half began to show sexual responses again.

“Hngh, ha, uh, haa…”

The cold fingers that had been teasingly touching the lower gate pushed inside. This time it was an extremely gentle touch. The fingers rubbing the inner walls increased one by one.

“How is it?”

“Haaah, it feels good.”

It was surprisingly arousing. The embarrassment of fingers entering, the foreign sensation of folds spreading and the inside being filled, the curiosity and fear about the first experience. All emotions disappeared and only ecstasy dominated my entire body.

“Do you like fingers that much?”

“No, ahhng, it’s not the fingers I like but Hereis. With other people it hurt… Ahng, this is goo… Ah!”

His fingernail suddenly scratched the inner wall. Of course, since this was a dream, there wouldn’t be an injury, but I couldn’t help but be flustered by the unexpectedly aggressive behavior. As I was startled and tried to get up, Hereis pressed down on my waist and spoke in a sullen tone.

“In dreams, think only of me. If you mention other people, I’ll get angry.”

“I’m sorr… Ahng, ah. Ah!”

His fingers pistoned in and out. As my body trembled finely at the sensation of my inner walls being pushed, Hereis grumbled.

“Are you even listening to what I’m saying when you apologize?”

“Ah, uh, nnngh, ha… Aah…”

“Really, Young Master…”

The moment Hereis’s fingers slipped out with a pop, I reflexively covered my mouth.

I’d almost begged him to do more without realizing it. But covering my mouth was useless. My buttocks, drunk on lust, lost control and bounced on their own, searching for the fingers that had already left.

A hot warmth touched the folds that were gaping enough for me to feel it myself. As I was startled by a different warmth than before, Hereis stroked my back.

“It’s lubricant. Omegas produce love fluids, but even so, you must use lubricant.”

His finger invaded more easily than before. The feeling of warm lubricant and cool skin alternated as heat spread. I couldn’t even answer and only nodded my head.

“You must use lubricant without fail. No matter what excuse your partner gives, don’t accept it. You must value yourself.”

“Yes…”

He emphasized once more, and I barely suppressed my moans and squeezed out an answer.

‘You must value yourself.’

Even as my mind became distant with heat, his words pierced my heart. Lee Minchan couldn’t do that. Except for ‘sex,’ he was busy reading his lover’s mood in every aspect. Wanting to be loved by Kim Jigwang, he drew pictures all night and then prepared breakfast with a body that felt like it would collapse immediately.

It wasn’t just about relationships. I couldn’t put myself first in any aspect. Why did I read the room so much and worry constantly? Unable to say what I wanted to say satisfyingly. I read the mood and accommodated until I was exhausted, then cut off relationships. As I kept cutting them off, only Kim Jigwang remained. Maybe that’s why I clung more desperately.

But there was no one to tell me, who was like that, to value myself. It probably wasn’t because I’d already cut off those connections. I hadn’t heard such words even before that.

I was about to say thank you for worrying, but something blunt and different from a hand interlocked with my folds. I reflexively held my breath and tightened my folds. Even though I’d given permission, I became tense thinking that a penis was actually invading.

Then Hereis rubbed the area near my navel warmly.

“Breathe. When it enters, breathe comfortably and relax. Otherwise, it’s hard for both of us.”

“Yes. Hoooh- Hoooh-.”

I exhaled as deeply as possible, but it was difficult all the same. As I felt the sensation of the blunt flesh pushing in, I tensed up again. Then Hereis whispered in my ear.

“It’s okay. This is a dream. There won’t be any pain.”

I listened to Hereis’s words and focused my attention below. It was as he said. Just like when his fingers entered, there was no pain. When I exhaled and relaxed, his penis filled the intimate space as if sliding.

“Aah, hng… Too fast.”

“It’s because Young Master receives mine well. It doesn’t hurt, does it?”

“No. It doesn’t hurt.”

Only a strange excitement with pain removed covered my body.

So this is sex. Gaining what even I thought was a stupid realization, I savored his penis penetrating my inner walls, when suddenly it pulled back and my inner walls were scraped. As I exhaled deeply to release the tension that naturally built up, Hereis whispered in my ear.

“Tense up. When the penis pulls out, you must tense up. Cling to it as if begging it not to leave.”

Instead of answering, I tensed up. I didn’t follow his words. When I felt warm breath at my ear, I became tense and reflexively tightened.

“You did well. That’s how you do it.”

“Ahngh, yes. Ah! Aahng!”

I barely answered, but the penis that had pulled out suddenly thrust deep inside. With the sudden impact, my waist bent deeply and my body tilted to the side. Hereis also lay on his side following me and stroked my hair.

“You did well. When it enters, relax like that.”

“I didn’t do well. You entered so suddenly I had no time to tense up.”

When I answered sulkily, feeling like I was being teased, Hereis grabbed my penis.

“So you felt it.”

He swept up my penis that was soaked wetly. Only then did I realize I’d climaxed a second time.

“This time you only went from the back.”

“…It-it’s because it’s a dream.”

“That’s right. It’s because it’s a dream.”

Hereis rubbed my belly and carefully withdrew his penis.

So it’s over now.

As tension released and I exhaled deeply, the penis that had been exiting thrust up inside again.

“You must relax.”

He whispered lowly and grabbed my pelvis. As I was about to ask with bewildered eyes if it wasn’t all over, Hereis lifted my buttocks again. And he began thrusting his hips roughly while pounding inside.

I forgot Hereis’s teachings and merely swayed with the intense movements, barely supporting my body. Hereis also made no more demands.

“He-ahng, ah, H-Hereis. Too fas… Ah, haahng! Ah!”

Hereis struck inside even more intensely. As strength left my arms and my face was about to be buried, Hereis embraced me and supported my body. His chest touching my shoulder blades was both strange and cool.

As I entrusted my entire body to Hereis and helplessly let out moans, the inside filled up hotly. I felt hot fluid that was opposite to Hereis’s cold body temperature.

He slowly withdrew his body. The moment the joining separated, a clinging moan burst from my mouth.

At that moment, reason returned. Hereis had given me both a meal and education out of concern for me, but I alone felt pleasure, burst out with cries, and made all sorts of scenes. Embarrassed, I buried my face in the white pillow, and Hereis asked.

“How was it?”

“Go-good. It didn’t hurt either…”

He wordlessly turned my body. Then the warm semen that had filled the inside flowed down along the line of my buttocks.

I covered my face with my hands. Belated embarrassment covered my entire body. Then Hereis lowered my hands.

“Even though it was your first time, you did well as I taught you.”

“Did I do well?”

I asked, opening my eyes slightly. Did I really do well? It doesn’t seem like that at all. From the moment Hereis moved, I lost all reason and only entrusted my body. I forgot the teachings and was drunk on the pleasure Hereis gave.

“Yes. You did very well. If you do it like this, your mate will love you.”

I looked at Hereis’s kindly smiling face. The dark circles disappeared and vitality circled his face. Flesh filled the gaunt facial lines that had been skin and bones, and a slender, sharp jawline came alive.

It seems like he’s returned to when we first met. That change was so amazing that I unknowingly reached out my hand then withdrew it.

“Did you eat well?”

“…Yes.”

“That’s a relief. Hehe.”

Finally, he feasted. As the matter I’d worried about for days was resolved and tension released, he bonked my head.

“Ow…!”

“What are you so happy about? Having your first relationship with someone other than the person you love.”

He seems to really think I love Eldon. The conversation with Arleigh must have been decisive. But in a situation facing the official wedding night, I didn’t particularly want to deny it.

Hereis is worried about me. If he knew that I’m bound to a political marriage without feelings and accepted Eldon out of a desire to help with his meals, he’d surely worry. I don’t want to make him concerned for nothing.

By the way, the reason to sleep with Eldon has disappeared. I wanted to give vital energy to Hereis as soon as possible, and that’s why I took the risk and accepted it…

“It’s because Hereis’s face looks good again. We should have done it like this from the start. Then there would have been no need to starve.”

“As I thought, it won’t do.”

As I acted cool to erase the embarrassment, he stared at me intently then bluntly spoke.

“What?”

“I’m going to erase what I taught you.”

“Erase it?”

“Be so bad at it that you get divorced. Rosenthal.”

“Oh, you just called my na…”

He called my name for the first time. As I was startled, suddenly my consciousness blurred and my eyes closed.

How a Villainous Sub-Bottom Survives

How a Villainous Sub-Bottom Survives

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After being murdered by my lover, I transmigrated into a BL novel character. And not just any character, but Crown Princess Rosenthal, a 'villainous sub-bottom' who bullies the main bottom of the harem and gets his neck cleanly severed by the Crown Prince main top. Just like I was killed in South Korea by my two-timing lover, this time my fate is to be murdered by a husband whose eyes have wandered to a concubine. Damn, what terrible luck. But I can't die like this. I'll survive somehow, no matter what. I don't care if I have to destroy the original plot or whatever. But is the author punishing me? The more I try to escape, the more I feel like I'm sinking deeper into the mire?

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