Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land?

Even though he struggled to hold on to his reason, he couldn’t help but hit the bottom faster. She’d never been able to suppress herself completely in her relationship with him in the first place. The moist inner walls, which were wet with her increased body temperature, turned soft as if it was melting. The joy of burying himself in it has brought his pleasure to its peak.

Daring to violate the bed she was lying on when she was truthfully way out of his league also played a major role in paralyzing his reason.

This was the space where 9-year-old Seira, 10-year-old Seira, 15-year-old Seira and 17-year-old Seira would have spent most of her time. He was afraid that he was holding the girl who was supposed to be the crown princess. The girl who would have laughed and cried because of Calard.

Yet, it brought Aven pure ecstasy. It was impossible to stop now even as he was devoted to Seira and was probably going to be kicked out.

“Please, don’t forgive me.”

Seira’s body, which was gradually pushed up by the deepening motion, was tightly fastened onto him. It was something she wouldn’t have done if she was awake. Her fever was fiery hot that everywhere Aven touched, she was sweating and slippery all over.

“Ugh, hngh, hahh, yessss…”

The width of his movements became shorter and more intense as wanton moans rose from her throat. The feeling of carnal pleasure has increased and reached its peak. His waist pushed and pulled violently, riddled in pheromones that were so cluttered it was impossible to distinguish his from Seira’s.

Whenever their flesh hit each other with great clamor, her lower abdomen and thighs were messed up by bodily fluids that splashed from the joint.

“Ugh…!”

Her body, crushed by Aven’s weight, bent backwards and convulsed. At last, the moment she was swallowed in an orgasm, Aven also spilled his semen inside her.

He repeatedly plunged himself in her vagina. Her shaking figure at the climax was of pure ecstasy. Thanks to this, his genitals grew and knotted without even him noticing it.

“…Aven.”

Seira’s pheromones dissolved as she came to her senses.

He looked down at her with relief, still closing his eyes as she called his name, “Yes, Duchess.”

“Seeing you by my side, I seem to have escaped safely.”

Her voice, which had always been playful as if taking tragedy as a comedy, now sounded helpless.

“We are still in the palace. As you ordered, I came to the place where the Duchess stayed in the past.”

Seira’s eyelids lifted up, and purple eyes stared at him for a long time. She glanced at his sweaty forehead and nape, at his solid body that was pressed hard against her, then raised her eyes again to scan the room over his shoulder.

“Yes, I see.”

“How are you feeling?”

Hoping that she wouldn’t see the space full of memories with Calrad, Aven changed his words.

It was much better compared to her first. But Seira’s pheromones were still in a state of restlessness. It was for the same reason that he didn’t move away even when she awoke. At least once more, he got involved and relieved Seira’s natural desires.

“Well… I think I am better now,” Seira smiled awkwardly.

“You had a bad fever. There’s still residual heat left.”

“Yes, I think so.”

Despite the situation, Seira didn’t seem to leave the impression of asking him to continue. She tried to stretch her body, only to let out a short wheezy breath.

This was all a result of his own making. As if he had no self-interest in my relationship with her, as if it were just an act of necessity, it was his fault for hiding his feelings and turning his back from her. How contradictory and ugly it was for him who knew it all too well but was overcome with sadness.

“Duchess,” he opened his mouth, suppressing what his heart truly desired, “The sin of touching you without permission… Please punish me as you see fit.”

At the end of the sentence, Aven poured his pheromone on her.

“Well, Aven…”

After confirming that her body underneath her was red-hot again, Aven lowered his upper body and his head so their eyes could meet.

She saw herself reflected in his eyes, which were slightly shaken by the conflict of his own making. When she didn’t close her eyes stubbornly until her lips touched his, he eventually closed his eyes first.

Their lips overlapped with passionate kisses of a wickedly pleasurable feeling. He slowly licked the shape of her lower and upper lips as if drawing with the tip of his tongue, and carefully mixed his tongue with hers. She accepted him with hesitation.

“Uh-huh…”

As she continued her long kiss, she put her hand on his back and hugged him. One little act made Aven feel overwhelmed with joy. He felt as if she’s accepting him, and she was still willing to have him beside her. Excessive excitement beyond Aven’s imagination fluttered freely in his stomach.