Lord Nero stood up, saying, “Perhaps I should call someone else,” and seemed about to leave, so I pulled on his clothes.
“Wait…”
“Lady Seraphia, you don’t have to force yourself, you know? For your first time, you’d want it to be with someone you love, right?”
His way of addressing me had returned to the usual.
What could I say to stop him? Looking at Lord Nero, who was looking down at me with a sad expression, I felt like crying, as if this was the punishment for avoiding him.
If I had known this would happen, I would have accepted his curiosity, his affection.
I was alive now because of Lord Nero.
If Lord Nero hadn’t been there, I might have died on the spot.
It was Lord Nero who defended me and cared for me.
Wait? Am I… very loved by Lord Nero?
Reaching this extreme conclusion, I tightly gripped his clothes and opened my mouth.
“Lord Nero… is good.”
“Maybe you’re just feverish?”
He spoke coldly. But I didn’t want to be left alone like this, or for him to go somewhere.
“Don’t go,” I called out.
I didn’t want to imagine him going to someone else.
If I thought calmly, Lord Nero might be right, and I might just be feverish. But in this situation, I couldn’t be calm.
“N-no… I… I like Lord Nero.”
“Really? If you’re just saying that to get through this, I can’t accept those words.”
“…It’s true.”
Lord Nero asked repeatedly, as if doubting my love. Meanwhile, my body was hot and felt like it was about to explode.
“Then, do you love me?”
“I-I love you.”
“Will you love only me? Will you be mine alone?”
“Only Lord Nero! I’ll only love Lord Nero! I don’t need anyone else, I’ll be Lord Nero’s!”
“—Perfect.”
Lord Nero’s lips twisted. A warning bell rang in the back of my head, telling me this was bad. But it was too late. And even that smile became an aphrodisiac.
Deep within Lord Nero’s eyes, an undeniable lust resided, and it felt as if even that desire was being forced upon me.
“Ah, aww…”
“I love Phia too. We’re in love, aren’t we?”
Lord Nero said, then leaned over me with a beaming smile.
“It must have been hard for you, right? I’ll give you a reward.”
With that, Lord Nero twisted and moved his fingers around inside me, just like before.
“Ah, ah, ahh, ahh!”
“Cute, aren’t you?”
“Mmm, mmm… ah, ahh!”
“Come on, feel even better.”
Lord Nero toyed with my sensitive protrusions with his fingers, then took them into his mouth and sucked. When he rolled them with his tongue or gently bit them, it felt so good my mind went blank.
“Mmmph… nooo…!”
“It’s not ‘no,’ is it?”
“Mmm, mmmph…!”
“Hey, Phia.”
“Hya…!”
Lord Nero sped up the movement of his fingers, relentlessly pushing me. Lord Nero called my name and then bit the tip of my breast.
It should have hurt, but even that turned into pleasure. I was at my limit.
“More… I want more of this heat!”
“Hah… Where did you learn to say such things?”
Lord Nero ran his hand through his hair, his voice sounding excited yet also a little angry. His beautiful silver hair sparkled in the faint light.
Where did I learn that? I read some lines in my past life’s limited knowledge of intimacy, things that might excite a man.
And from Time- learning manga and novels. I knew reality and fiction were different, but I was at an age where I dreamed a lot.
Lord Nero spread my legs wide and moved between them. He unbuckled his belt and took off his pants, revealing a huge thing. It was monstrous and grotesque. But it looked alluring to me.
“I’m going to put it in, okay?”
“Y-yes…”
“Relax, okay?”
It entered slowly, much larger than I had imagined. But strangely, there was no pain. Lord Nero must have been considerate.
“Phia, it’s all in. Haha, I got your first time, didn’t I?”
He laughed like a mischievous child. He looked so genuinely happy that I somehow felt both happy and embarrassed.
“Lord Nero… quick.”
“Do you want me that much? Or is it pleasure that Phia desires?”
“I want Lord Nero. I want Lord Nero’s love!”
“Fufu, I’ve been too mean. Savor it completely, my love.”
Lord Nero began to move his hips slowly. At first, it was as if he was checking inside, exploring. Gradually, he sped up.
Each time he thrust deep, a sound escaped my lips.
“Ah, ahh, ahhhhh!”
“Does it feel good?”
“It feels so good, Lord Nero…!”
I desperately clung to Lord Nero. As I tightened around him, begging for more, Lord Nero’s expression contorted in pain.
Seeing his face, I was sure that Lord Nero was feeling it too.
Lord Nero placed my legs on his shoulders, connecting us even deeper. My body trembled violently at the sensation of him pressing against my cervix.
“Ah, ahhh! Deep… so hot… mmm!”
“Is this spot good?”
“Aww, awww! There! That’s good! Lord Nero…! Lord Nero…!”
“Kuh… Don’t provoke me that much.”
Lord Nero thrust again and again. His movements became increasingly frantic.
“Ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ahh!”
“I’m close…!”
“Ahh, ahhh!”
“Seraphia, you too…”
“Y-yeah, ahhh!”
Lord Nero pushed in even harder, and at the same time, I reached my climax. Lord Nero expelled all his desire, then slowly withdrew.
My body twitched at the sensation of him pulling out.
Lord Nero embraced me, then lay down beside me.
We held each other in silence for a while, catching our breath. Overwhelmed by happiness and sleepiness, I slowly closed my eyes. All the while, Lord Nero gently stroked my head.
I felt happy for the first time since coming to this world. Even though he was the person I had been most wary of.
“We don’t need to use contraceptive magic, right? We’re going to be husband and wife anyway.”
“Huh?”
“Oh, it’s nothing. Don’t worry. Just keep sleeping. I’ll take care of the rest here.”
Before I could understand the meaning of Lord Nero’s words, I lost consciousness.
◇◇◇◇
“It took quite a long time to get here. But it was worth the time.”
Nero found out Seraphia was a reincarnated person by chance. Until then, he’d seen her as an unpleasant, difficult woman, but as he watched her comical efforts to improve his impression of her, he began to feel the desire to possess her.
Her earnestness, her unwavering and desperate efforts, burned into Nero’s mind and wouldn’t leave. He wanted her. Her smile, her body, her heart—everything.
Far from being bewildered by this unprecedented desire, he even felt excited, and Nero began to harbor murky, intense feelings for Seraphia. From then on, Nero’s actions were swift.
He himself was the one who helped the noble lady who exposed herself as a reincarnated person, claiming she wanted to marry the Crown Prince, to frame Phia.
He believed that the more she was hurt, the more she would have to rely on him. However, she was surprisingly strong and, if anything, wary of Nero.
Against his will, he hired vulgar men who were desperate for money to give Seraphia an aphrodisiac, making it seem as if he had saved her, and then killed the men to cover his tracks.
After that, it was easy. He gently embraced Seraphia, who was consumed by the heat of the aphrodisiac, and skillfully seduced her with words.
It was unthinkable that she who had experienced such intense heat, would go to another man.
If she were to try, he even thought he would simply lock her away.
He lifted a strand of Seraphia’s hair, who was breathing softly beside him, and dropped a kiss on it. She smiled blissfully.
He had no intention of letting her go to anyone else.
“Phia, you are mine alone. Don’t look away, just look at me.”
This was just the beginning. He would completely corrupt her heart and body, making it so she couldn’t live without him.
Only then would he truly believe her love. Because if he didn’t go that far, she would surely think of excuses to try and escape again. He wanted to fill even the gaps in her thoughts, to make her his alone, to make her a being who loved only him.
“Good night, my beloved Phia.”
He was looking forward to when she woke up next.
Seraphia never saw Nero’s face with her own eyes, who look distorted and sinister, yet looking happier than anyone else.
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