After that, just as he had once taken me out of Duke Yorick’s palace, I was able to learn what route Benedict used to come and go from House Meyer.
The opposite entrance of the secret passage was the rear wall of House Meyer—one of the concave, uneven sections—and when we went around the high wall, a dark-colored ordinary carriage was waiting.
However, I couldn’t see what route was taken when entering the Imperial Palace. When I was looking at the white granite castle walls and the pretty ivy vines dyed yellow and red, a shadow fell before my eyes.
After a long while, I barely managed to fix my appearance and stood up with a face that must have been bright red. The carriage had been stopped for a while now. I could see that the lips of Benedict, who calmly opened the door first and waited, were also wet.
Even though a dark carriage suddenly stopped in front of the Prince’s palace, even though Benedict emerged from it, even though a nobleman in indoor clothes that didn’t match protocol followed behind him, the palace servants and knights we encountered didn’t show any sign of surprise at all.
I also tried to act as if this situation wasn’t surprising at all and followed behind Benedict. We were still holding each other’s hands.
“Come in.”
And I was invited into his space. It was Benedict’s reception room.
The large room where the Empire’s successors had received important guests for generations felt not like a simple place but like a splendid castle. It was magnificently decorated in warm red and white with an antique air, with decorations from the era when the Empire was most prosperous, and had an imposing presence that surpassed that magnificence.
But I couldn’t look at the reception room in detail. Just when I thought he’d show me a bit, after passing through the brilliant space, Benedict took me into a deeper space that resembled the reception room.
“Stay here.”
Benedict sat me on the bed.
“……”
“It won’t take long.”
Then he kissed my cheek and left.
Sitting on the spacious bed with a flushed face, I pulled the cord to call a palace servant. The reason I asked for bath preparations was because it seemed tonight would be long. There had been too many hints all the way here.
When I was awkwardly stroking my wet hair, Benedict returned. As soon as he came back, he went straight ahead and pulled me into a tight embrace without warning.
For a moment, he just held me. Held so close I could feel his breath, I could tell he had also bathed. Smooth cheeks with moisture remaining, wet hair. I could feel body temperature warmed by hot water and the same scent as mine. He seemed to have noticed too.
“Your hair is wet.”
“……Ngh,”
Like earlier in the carriage, hands and lips began to burrow in. And since we weren’t in a carriage, we quickly became naked.
I could feel warm breath by my ear. His already disheveled breathing, his lips kissing my constantly shrinking nape, his touch too.
“St… stop, stop now,”
The hand that had been tormenting between my legs for so long pressed and spread my inner thighs as it pleased. He leaned his body toward me.
“Ah……!”
Before I knew it, he was directly taking my member in his mouth and moving.
“Ah, stop……!”
The sensation of being swallowed into the soft, warm mouth was stimulating and dangerous. Goosebumps rose as his hard teeth occasionally touched the sensitive surface.
Having completely aroused me, he lifted his head and raised his body. He immediately inserted his fingers deep below. I could feel that place gasping as if short of breath since earlier.
“You like it that much?”
As soon as I barely pushed away the fingers that gave only ticklish pleasure instead of pain, my member was swallowed again. Once more, stars poured before my eyes. With fingers stuck between my spread legs, my member was sucked wildly.
“I’m going to, ah, no……!”
Only after begging him to stop several times was I able to push him away. In the end, he touched my climaxing member with his hand. He wanted to see it closely, but I pressed my legs together tightly and curled up, hiding it to the end.
I shakily raised my body.
I pulled the puzzled Benedict into an embrace.
I whispered in his ear that I wanted to try it too.
“Mmph-“
Perhaps because of the size difference, it didn’t go as smoothly as when he did it.
I went between the legs of him leaning back leisurely by the bedside and imitated his movements. I struggled to move my throat. My lips spread to the limit felt tight. I tried hard to narrow my lips that wouldn’t come together and made an effort to suck with all my might.
“It is arousing, but,”
Benedict, who had been gently stroking my hair soothingly, leaned his upper body. He leisurely stretched out his long arm and touched between my buttocks. He pressed hard on the hollow place in one breath.
“—Hngh……!”
I held back the moans that burst from the touch that ravaged me. It was spread open with fingers and the inside was touched. I wanted to struggle wildly as strength entered my buttocks and toes, but I panted, afraid I’d bite him. I forcibly opened my mouth wide and tried to contain him. It was hard to breathe.
The fingertips that had been ravaging deep inside for a while slipped down. He pressed the perineum. It must have already swollen as it was pressed softly then rubbed roughly and carelessly, making me shudder.
“Hup,”
I quickly pulled away, afraid I’d bite him.
“—Then……!”
The large member wet with my saliva lewdly struck my lips, nose, and cheeks. As I tried to raise my upper body by putting strength in my elbows, the hand movements became more intense.
“Ah, hng, ah……! Stop,”
Strength left my elbows with taps and I ended up with my face buried in the member before my eyes as my lower half was ravaged. I struggled to stick out my tongue and lick the large thing before my eyes. Panting, I took it in my lips again. My jaw gaped achingly.
I tried to concentrate on the heavy sensation filling my mouth, but exclamations kept bursting out. When that happened, I opened my jaw as wide as possible and moaned while licking the hard underside with my tongue.
Eventually, I twisted my head and pulled him out again. His member touched my cheek wetly.
“Ah, Your Highness…… why, hng, keep,”
“Benedict.”
He told me to call him by name, but frantic moans leaked between my lips. As if providing special sensation, the space between my buttocks was constantly touched.
“Then, hah, ha, I can’t, huk,”
“If I touch too much, you’ll be sad again.”
He put his hands under my armpits and raised my body.
Then he buried his face between my legs once more. As I fell backward, I swallowed moans mindlessly. I felt like I’d lose my reason to the hot sensation rushing to the top of my head. As hot as his lips were, so were his fingers.
After a moment, Benedict raised his head. At his decadently wet red lips, I felt like crying while my chest trembled achingly.
“Hah……”
He slowly opened me.
“Even after doing this—”
When I pushed him away because it hurt, he caught his breath and withdrew.
“—Why aren’t you wet? Is it because it’s been a while?”
Saying I dry quickly, he slowly pressed his lips to my ear and cheek. I could feel his touch anxiously touching the junction.
It would have been fine if we’d done just a little like usual, but he seemed to want to go all the way today. Benedict kept going out and entering again. Even while slowly rubbing against the outer flesh, he’d press firmly to open and want to enter again. Eventually, he took out ointment.
“Ugh, ……hng,”
“Ah…, does it hurt?”
I could feel he had finally entered all the way.
He breathed shortly and stroked my head. When I stayed frozen stiff, he stroked the hollow place under my ear and alternately touched my chest.
He withdrew gently then entered as if grinding powerfully. A small squelching sound came from below. Having entered, he slowly pressed down. That movement kept creating reverberations in my body. My stomach narrowed and I kept panting.
I stared blankly at the ceiling.
It had been so long since internal ejaculation that I felt dazed. It felt like a small solid that had existed inside my body was melting warmly and flowing out.
It repeated like that several times. Benedict would withdraw when I struggled, but soon entered again. No matter how much he held back, he insisted on meeting his climax inside, so I became thoroughly soaked inside.
“Hah……”
My body that had been lying face down was turned over.
Benedict grabbed my ankles to spread them, revealing the place that had been treated like a sexual organ. I could feel my entire lower half trembling. Benedict, who had been watching that movement for a moment, asked without taking his eyes off.
“Can I enter again?”
I could feel it struggling to close heavily below. Benedict, who had become erect again just from watching, touched me hotly. The large head was slickly rubbed in the wet gap from what had leaked out. With my lips listlessly open while containing his overwhelming part.
“Just,”
Before I could finish saying ‘do it’, he pushed in something like a lump of metal in one breath.
My body trembled violently. I was crushed as is. Soaked in pleasure, I couldn’t dare form words. Emptied white, I shook like an idiot.
It felt like my whole body had become a sexual organ filled with carnal desire. How many times, until Benedict reached his goal and let out an exclamation, I couldn’t hold back moans like crying, like gasps, and let them out mindlessly.
The promise of ‘just once’ had somehow become meaningless.
I became a wide-open, unobstructed passage toward him. I became a welcoming entrance, became a window with an open view, became open ground with no trees where one could run freely. I became a narrow strait, an isolated closed room, then became a door that bloomed only for him. I also became an outdoor plaza.
Beneath that, I’d tremble my mast thinly in an endlessly ticklish breeze, then get caught up in a thunderous storm and swept up in raging waves.
Later on, Benedict held me somewhat roughly. No, rather than rough, it was intense.
He tasted thoroughly to a degree I really couldn’t endure. It was so intense that there were countless parts where memories flew away entirely.
But every moment I came to my senses, he was treating me so tenderly that I couldn’t refuse.
I fell asleep again as if fainting.
