Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land?

She stared at his face, then lowered her gaze slightly. She’d be lying if she’d say she wasn’t curious what that egg-like thing did.

“Since you mentioned it’s so expensive, it must be very effective.”

Seira nodded gladly, finding no reason to suppress her curiosity anymore.

“Okay. You’re not sick, are you?”

“Of course.”

Seeing him smile so broadly as if he was genuinely happy, Seira held out his hand without complaining.

She also felt the innocence of Zion, who got excited and jumped to show off an illusion magic he developed, in Louis. After all, Louis was a wizard in the first place.

“Well, then…” he said after putting her in bed. “Can I cover your eyes to get rid of the sense of rejection?”

“Is this a must?”

“It’s not like that, but it would be much better for you to cover it.”

“…then do it.”

He covered her eyes with a soft cloth at her permission. Then, he sat down right behind her, just like how they were positioned in the glass tube, and made her lean on him.

“I’ll get started now.”

Immediately after his low voice tickled her ears, something began to climb from her toes, lightly brushing her skin like a snake would’ve felt slithering on one’s skin.

“This is… a magic tool?”

“Yes, isn’t it amazing?”

He put his hands under her knee, lightly grasping her leg, and spread it wide apart on either side of her.

“Don’t be nervous and enjoy yourself, Seira.”

The thing continued to climb, slithering until it reached her most private parts. It was colder than that of body temperature, and it thrusted its head into her as if trying to dig inside deeper.

“Um… No, wait.”

With her vision blocked, with something unknown that was trying to get inside her, an inevitable sense of dread rose up in her. Thanks to this, her tightly closed entrance didn’t leave a gap at all, and it turned as if it couldn’t penetrate.

It had been going back and forth, rubbing her exposed clitoris with its body as her legs were spread wide. It twisted and squeezed her voluptuous breasts once or twice, then climbed up and reached the tip of her chin.

Finally, she was wrapped in something cool and smooth from the tip of her toes to her neck.

Only then did Seira vaguely have an idea. The magic technique underlying this would be ‘bondage’.

“Ah…”

Louis let out a soft exclamation.

“It’s such a shame to watch it all alone. It’s so beautiful, Seira.”

He slipped his hand as he muttered in captivation. Seira felt his fingertips groping her down there, pressing them hard and entering her vagina.

“Uhn…”

Her sensitive body instantly responded to the strange intruder.

“I feel like my fingers are being bitten off.”

Slowly, but without stopping, he pushed all of his fingers all the way, twisting his wrist as if measuring her.

“I don’t think I can put more than this… do we need pheromones?”

Louis’ pheromone. Was the smell of ashes that Seira smelled in the palace really his?

As she became curious, Seira told him impatiently, “Kiss me, Louise.”

He replied with a short laugh, “As you wish.”

It was probably the softest part of his body that came into contact with her. When he opened his mouth and kissed her, their tongues entangled and their breathing mixed.

She spilled pheromone into his mouth as soon as their lips were engaged. Melting in his breath, seeping into his saliva, so that she can draw out his desires.

“Ah…”

A suppressed groan escaped from his throat. Louis’ pheromone, which burst out right in time, was similar to the smell of a refreshing forest.

‘…different?’

It smelled completely unlike what she expected.

‘Then at that time…’

However, she could no longer continue thinking leisurely. Her pheromone, which had barely calmed down after having sex with Baron, was stimulated by Louis’ pheromone and began to spike again.

She could feel herself pouring from below. It was enough to wet his fingers as well as his palm. When he noticed, Louis immediately pushed another finger in. Making use of the liquid that she spilled as a lubricant, he stirred deeply and repeatedly pulled out, leaving only but a joint.

“Ugh, yes…”

His tongue was like a tyrant, digging into her mouth as if ready to break down every moan that spilled. He touched her nipples, which had been erect since the moment the pressure of the magic tool bound her.

Then, when he twisted them slightly with a pinch, Seira felt a shudder of pleasure run up and down her spine.

His hand, which was poking inside her more intensely and quicker each time, suddenly slipped out. But the emptiness that followed was brief.

“…!”

Something round and hard without body heat came slamming inside her. It pushed through her vagina and dug in, reaching a depth that Louis’ fingers could never reach.