LIGHTNOVELONLINE Vol. 3 Chapter 9.5
At first, the hairstyle felt awkward, and the accessories seemed a bit too flashy.
She had thought it looked quite good on her, even if it wasn’t quite as stunning as Princess Sierra’s…
Lulu, head down, tried to walk past Ervandas. Or, at least, she intended to.
Grab.
Ervandas swiftly reached out and grabbed her arm. And then, just like he had done at the entrance, he scooped her up into his arms. Her pale upper chest, highlighted by the soft lighting, was pressed against his firm, broad chest.
“What are you doing?!”
“Why don’t you ask me?”
“Ask you what?”
“Why I can’t smile at you? Why don’t you ask me that?”
Why would that even matter! Lulu, thoroughly annoyed, struggled to break free from his embrace, but Ervandas tightened his grip around her waist as if to say, “Don’t even think about it.”
He held her so tightly that she could barely breathe, Lulu realized that he had always been careful with his strength when he held her. Her breasts, already precariously on display, were now completely flattened against his chest.
“Do I need to know that?”
She replied, her voice still laced with annoyance and then turned her head away. It was bad enough that he couldn’t smile, did she really need to know the reason why?
“Yes, you do. So that you won’t even think about wearing something like this again.”
“What do you mean?”
“Lulu, the reason I can’t smile is…”
Ignoring her question, Ervandas lifted Lulu from his arms and sat her on the railing, then bent down. His face was now level with her chest. And then, as if his previous expressionlessness had been a lie, he gave her a deep, predatory smile.
Lulu’s hair stood on end. She knew by now. That, whenever Ervandas smiled like that, it meant danger.
Recognizing the danger, she struggled desperately, trying to escape his grasp, but Ervandas was faster. Before she could react, he bit the cup part of the dress that was covering her breasts and pulled it down.
Her pale breasts were now completely exposed in moonlight. Her cutely pert nipples quivered.
“…!”
Lulu gasped, her jaw dropping in shock. What was Er doing?!
Even if no one was around, this was still the royal banquet hall. The sounds of music and chatter from inside still reached them through the door. And if someone opened the door, they would see this scene.
Lulu’s face flushed crimson.
He was undressing her, right here, with hundreds of people just a thin glass door away!
Ervandas was always proper, but within the palace, he was even more so, a living embodiment of etiquette. He couldn’t afford to be careless, not with his status as a prince. And yet, he was acting like a scoundrel right now.
Snapping out of her stunned silence, Lulu hurriedly tried to pull up the fallen cup of her dress. Er had gone mad!
Crazy or not, she needed to get dressed first. Lulu struggled, pushing his face away.
“What are you doing?! Stop it right now… Hmm!”
Her voice trailed off as she tried to fix her dress. Ervandas, as if telling her not to cover herself, buried his face deeper into her cleavage. He inhaled deeply, his face nuzzling against her skin, and then, as if that wasn’t enough, he bit down on her breast.
Lulu’s mind went blank. Ervandas knew better than anyone how to tease her, where to touch her to make her weak. The places he would normally take his time to savor and torment, he now attacked with abandon, biting and sucking.
His wet tongue moved relentlessly across her soft skin. Biting, sucking, nibbling on her nipple with his lips.
“Ah, mm, hmm!”
Unable to hold back, a soft moan escaped Lulu’s lips as his urgency pushed her towards a climax she wasn’t ready for.
Just then, the sounds from the banquet hall grew louder, coming from the terrace beyond the corner. Someone had come out onto the nearby terrace.
“Er! Stop it!”
Realizing someone might hear them, Lulu hurriedly pushed at Ervandas’s head. But he wouldn’t budge. He nipped at her breast with his teeth. The tension of being so close to other people heightened her senses. The sharp pain transformed into heat, spreading through her body.
They couldn’t do this here!
Lulu desperately tried to push him away, but the more she struggled, the more relentlessly he teased her. He rubbed her nipple with his lips, making it harden, and then sucked on it, pulling hard.
“…!”
She bit back a moan, her hands covering her mouth. If she made a sound, the people on the other terrace would hear. With her mouth covered, Ervandas seized the opportunity, growing even bolder: his tongue swirling around her nipple, his teeth nipping, his fingers kneading her other breast.
In the end, Lulu gave in.
“…!”
Her body, swaying weakly in his arms, suddenly convulsed, as if struck by lightning, and then went limp. He had brought her to climax with just his touch. Only after leaving a clear mark on her white breast did he lower her to the floor. However, Lulu, weak and trembling, stumbled and fell back into his arms.
Ervandas calmly cupped her breasts, her breath coming in ragged gasps, and then, as if apologizing for tormenting her, began to gently massage them. He leaned close to her ear, his lips brushing against it.
“Lulu, the reason I can’t smile at you like that is…”
His hot breath tickled her ear, just like hers had done to him. Lulu shivered at the heat that grazed her skin.
“…because it makes me want to do this.”
He squeezed her breasts, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. His touch, possessive and increasingly indecent, kneaded her flesh as if it were his own. Held so firmly, all Lulu could do was cling to his arm.
“I don’t care if those women, whose names I can’t even bother to remember, walk around naked or fully clothed. So I can easily give them a meaningless smile. But not you. When you dress like this…”
He released her breasts. Lulu, feeling the tingling sensation, finally let out a sigh of relief. But it was short-lived. Ervandas sat her back on the railing and slid his hand beneath her dress.
The dress was so form-fitting that it was difficult for his hand to reach further inside. His hand retreated as if frustrated. Lulu, barely regaining her composure, tried to adjust her dress. But then,
“…Do you think I would have the composure to smile?”
He spoke, and at the same time, his hand moved with force.
Rip!
The fabric tore with a loud sound, and her dress ripped from the bottom up, revealing her smooth, white legs. Ervandas grabbed her ankles and spread them apart. He looked between her legs and let out a low groan.
“Hah, you came prepared, didn’t you?”
Lulu, initially confused by his words, remembered what she was wearing underneath.
Because she had to wear a tight-fitting dress, the lingerie she had on was much skimpier than what she usually wore. The tailor had even exclaimed, “Are you serious?!” and widened her eyes when she saw it.
“What kind of underwear is this? It’s just strings!”“This is what you wear with dresses like this. We’re running out of time, hurry up!”She should have protested more forcefully then… It was too late for regrets now.
Ervandas’s hand, which had been holding her ankles, trailed up her slender legs. His nails grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine. And then, as his hand reached her most intimate place, all pretense of leisurely teasing vanished. His hand grabbed her flimsy lingerie and pulled. His fingers, which had been teasing her legs, plunged into her wet crack all at once.
“Hng!”
Lulu arched her back and moaned. His fingers, buried deep inside her, moved in and out, targeting her most sensitive spots.
“Ah, ah, mm, hmm!”
Gasps and moans escaped her lips. He had been inside her countless times. His fingers knew exactly where to touch her to make her melt.
Her body, already aroused, reacted even more sensitively to his touch. The sounds of him thrusting inside her, wet and slick, intensified. His fingers that entered thrust deeply and then slightly curled to scratch inside.
Over the years, Ervandas had become more and more obscene. As if he couldn’t tolerate even a hint of boredom, he would always try something new whenever their lovemaking routine felt even slightly repetitive. Thanks to that, Lulu experienced a new kind of stimulation every day.
And now was no different.
On the terrace of the banquet hall, with people just on the other side, they were entangled in this messy, scandalous embrace. She didn’t even have the mental capacity to worry about whether she was a pervert. All of Lulu’s senses were focused on Ervandas’s fingers.
His fingers, thrusting inside her, suddenly hit her deepest spot. The pent-up pleasure exploded, and Lulu’s vagina gushed.
“Ah, ah…”
Her body, trembling uncontrollably, went limp, and she collapsed backwards.
‘I’m falling!’
Lulu flailed her arms wildly, not even thinking about using magic. As if he had anticipated it, Ervandas’s hand shot out and caught her. Lulu felt a sense of relief at his firm grip. Even though he was the one who had caused this situation, his warmth brought her comfort.
But the relief was short-lived. Ervandas slowly withdrew his fingers, which were still buried inside her. His hand, bathed in the moonlight, was slick with her essence.
I guess he’ll stop now.
Although he had lost his senses for a moment, she thought that after doing this much, his excitement must have subsided. However, as if to mock Lulu’s thoughts, Ervandas firmly grabbed her knees and spread them apart, then thrust himself against her.
“Er!”
“Shh. They’ll hear us if you’re too loud.”
You’re one to talk!
Normally, she would have shouted at him, but not now. Her body, exhausted, was unable to resist as Ervandas pressed his lower body against her vagina.
“Er, Er…”
Goosebumps erupted on her skin as she felt his heat and weight against her wet core. She could see his thing, monstrously large and pulsing, right there before her. He glanced down, then slowly began to rub himself against her.
His pristine white formal trousers were stained with her juices. He continued to move his waist without caring about his clothes getting dirty. Her entrance, already sensitized after two orgasms, throbbed as his familiar hardness pressed against it, and her body, remembering that feeling, began to react on its own.
His engorged penis, swollen and straining against the fabric, nudged her open, then pulled back. Her body, knowing the pleasure of it entering, ached with anticipation. Before she knew it, Lulu was moving her hips against him.
They both shivered, their lower bodies rubbing and grinding each other. Noticing Ervandas’s slightly ragged breathing, Lulu looked down. Another stain was spreading on his trousers.
It wasn’t something she had caused.