Be Fascinated

Chapter 7

It was a different speed than when he applied the medicine, but when he rubbed her cl*toris with his tongue and licked it, her waist began to roll over him. It smelled like bitter medicine, but he didn’t care. He hoped that the woman who moaned with pleasure and shed this lewd fluids would finally face her own desires.

Just before her body reached her climax, Claude removed his tongue and looked at Philia. She was gasping for air.

“Do you want to get me wet like this?”

“…Huk”

“Right now, it’s only you and me here. You can do whatever you want.”

“……”

“I……”

And as Claude tried to convince her to speak, Philia’s mouth opened.

“Your Highness, do you want me? Do you really want me, too?”

Those anxious eyes looked at him and asked. Claude smirked at the question. The answer was so obvious. As he nodded, Philia said softly, covering her face with her hand.

“Then… do it…”

At her words of consent, his yearning hand touched Philia’s thigh. Claude leaned forward and used his tongue, sucking her pert nipples over her sheer dress.

“Uhh…”

Hot saliva moistened the dress. Her nipples stood upright. Claude ripped off the neckline of the dress, and the seam was easily torn, and one of her breasts protruded.

“Heuhk!”

The peach-colored nipples were so, so sweet and soft. Claude raised her legs and brought her body closer to his.

Claude’s knee gently rubbed her damp core.

“Uhk! Uhhnng!”

The place, which had already heated up to its climax, began to get excited again by the crude pressure. The nearly naked Philia surrendered her body to Claude.

“Ah, so pretty.”

The woman who was so disheveled under him looked so beautiful. His throbbing member couldn’t stand it any longer.

Claude lowered his pants. His erection was like a weapon pointing up to his stomach. He felt the urge to insert himself and move his body like a dog in heat. But then she would get hurt again. A little more kindly, softly…

Claude then saw the ointment. A perverted thought came to mind.

“I thought of a good way to apply the ointment to the inside.”

Claude smeared it on his bulging manhood. A bottle of that ointment had the price of ten gold bars, did that matter? It was enough to be used as a lubricant with her.

Something sticky and soft. He gently thrusted his length into her wet entrance.

He wouldn’t act as crazy as last time. Because back then, it was much too exciting to have her first time.

“Hhngh!”

It was the second time she received him, but Philia accepted it with a grimace on her face.

Between her spread legs, she could feel it spreading to the limit. Thinking back, he was too big. He pulled out again.

But, apart from the burden, her body, governed by pleasures, rejoiced and embraced the man’s excitement.

“Ahhh…”

She must have stopped being addicted to the drug, but her body could remember the pleasure, and so she welcomed him. Was it because of the ointment? What if it wasn’t there?

“Oh!”

In the end, Claude, who had lost his patience, thrusted all of his manhood to the brim.

“Oh, uhuuk!”

It was hard to breathe. The throbbing increased. He slowly started moving his hips, and Philia lowered her head, covering her face with her arms.

“Agh…”

The pounding of the hips was soft. It was just right because she wasn’t in a state of crazy excitement due to the medicine. Claude’s hot breath could be heard.

“Lower your arms.”

“……”

When Philia didn’t move her arm, he lowered it so that it wasn’t covering her face anymore. Philia looked at Claude with a tearful expression. At that moment, Philia realized.

There was no need for her to ask, ‘Do you want me?’

Claude was crazy for her. She saw his eyes. And as he looked at her face, he was perfectly intoxicated with this act.

It was what Philia had wished for. Has she not imagined what it would be like if such a man went crazy with someone? She even wished inside that the subject was herself.

When their eyes met, he leaned down and pressed his body on top of hers. There was no weight on her, but her supple breasts touched his firm chest. Her nipples, which stood with excitement, moved as she panted under his solid body.

“Ahhh… Aahhh!”

What does this man think of her? Did he like her? Or did he just want to have her virginity like the other man who tried to? If not…

“Ah, heuuhkk, aaangg!”

Perhaps he knew that she was thinking of something else, because the movement of his hips became rough. Claude turned her face and swallowed her lips.

“Mmmm! Mmmmph!”

With that, she couldn’t think of anything else. All she could do was try to stop the lascivious sound at the pleasure Calude offered.

“Don’t bite your lips.”

It was as if she was being beaten with a hard iron. The part he touched was both hot and painful. The sensations of her body seemed to be concentrated between the legs that received his man. He lifted her knees up.

“Uuhngh… huuuuhk!”

Philia unwittingly hugged Claude’s body. As his member rubbed tenaciously inside, she let out a lewd moan unknowingly.

“Ah, aaahhh! Your, Your Highness!”

“Your, voice, let me hear it.”

“Ahhhk, aaahhhng…!”

“No one else is listening. Come….”

“Uhhhhhhkk!”

It felt like her back was twisting. As she reached her climax, he kissed her and she screamed. The sheets were getting wet all of a sudden. The purpose of ‘applying medicine’ was long gone.

Satisfying her desires, a strange sense of liberation enveloped her.

“Heuu, hnnnngh!”

She reached her climax at that rough pounding of their waists, losing all rationality.

 

* * * 

Philia woke up, finding a firm arm wrapped around her. Claude was lying down beside her, and the sun was shining through the window. It was a peaceful morning.

The tranquility was a stark contrast with the violent dusk that had passed.

There was no pain between her legs. It was just tingling. She blinked, feeling quite satisfied.

She looked at Claude, who was lying next to her. His eyes were closed, and she felt comfortable looking at his face.

It was always difficult to look at Claude’s face because his eyes were so intense. It was difficult to look into them. Sometimes, it seemed as though he could see through everything, and at times his eyes seemed to laugh at her.

Or maybe it was because Philia felt inferior to him in the first place.

She shouldn’t be like that, because she thought it was like a secular thought that worldly women had. Because she thought he was charming, because she was attracted to him.

So Philia was content with just sleeping with Claude. She thought she would never be with anyone in her life, but she was doing that act with this man. Even the second was because they wanted each other. What’s wrong with that?

The guilt didn’t go away, but she felt at ease. Then she fell deep into thought.

Did this person like her?

She looked at Claude as he lay peacefully asleep. Sunlight trickled in, illuminating Claude’s body. Looking at the dark shadows cast under the sunlight, she could tell how well-defined his body was. The large muscles on his shoulders, the veins in his arms. His hard waist, thick thighs… and…

She blushed. She heard a bird chirping.

Seeing Claude sleeping, Philia was lost in thought. As long as a body can move, a man can sleep with anyone. The maids and priests drilled this into Philia, speaking as though they were spitting it out. Did he embrace her as a momentary amusement?

‘Of course. Why do you think about it so deeply?’

Philia thought. The engagement resulting from the passion and desire of one time was a sin.

But Philia accepted this man’s seduction, filling her with such a desire… but that was all. If she gave it any more meaning, only scars would remain. Of course, the more she received, the more she would lose.

Meanwhile, Claude laid his arms on her and embraced her. She thought it was something that was done unconsciously while he was sleeping.

Would he have shown this kind of warmth to other women? She couldn’t be special. Realizing that again, she smiled bitterly.

If her parents were already contacted, she would have to go back to the village where she once lived, and she would never meet this man again for the rest of her life.

When she thought so, her mind was cleared. For the time she was allowed them, Philia decided to live as she pleased.

For marriage, chastity was important, but she already lost it. It didn’t have to be important. Nothing was meaningful. In the end, it all just disappeared. She thought it wouldn’t be bad to keep her memories with this person.

‘I may not have been qualified as a saint…’

She thought so. As she looked at Claude, she felt an intense feeling for him. The day she saw the maid’s love affair, she felt a physical attraction to Claude. And it was still the same now…

Maybe it was because she was fake, too. Because she’s an ordinary woman… Her eyes began to feel sleepy again. The air that touched her bare skin was slightly chilly, but it wasn’t cold, probably because Claude was next to her. She buried her body under the covers. Soon after, sleep visited her once more.

As soon as he heard Philia’s even breathing, Claude opened his eyes. He looked at Philia’s sleeping face. Her face, which had been dyed red from their act all night, had changed to a pleasant glow.

Claude pulled the blanket up and tucked it over her bare shoulders. He couldn’t contain his simmering satisfaction. Still, he suffered from a strange thirst.

Through this fierce love affair, Philia accepted him. She was even satisfied with the relationship. But, why did he feel that something was lacking? He looked at Philia’s face. As she slept, he realized that Philia had never touched his body.

If he stretches out his hand, he can reach her. She was only sleeping slightly away in one bed.

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But, why was this distance so annoying?

Claude reached out and laid a hand on her cheek. Contrary to what he thought that she would reject or wake up in a hurry, she was asleep.

Claude, lying on her side, moved, bringing his and her body closer together. Resisting the urge to lick her elegantly curved collarbone, he placed his hand on her chest.

Even though they had been joined together twice, it was difficult to place a hand on the body, as if just the touch was something too great. It was lovely to see her sleep soundly without being surprised by his touch.

He was more than satisfied. But at the same time, he felt utterly empty. Claude realized that these opposing feelings could coexist.