“i want you to treat me as before, even if it’s just the two of us,” he said, peeling the shoe off her other foot. “please call my name and give me orders.”

    of course, seira had to refuse, thinking it was nonsense. how can she treat someone who was found out as a direct descendant of viseltium and became the imperial crown prince?

    however, as their faces were up close, his eyes and expression were as dangerous as standing on the edge of a cliff. seira couldn’t bring herself to say no.

    after a long time of hesitation, her lips finally uttered his name.

    “aven…”

    at the same time, seira reached unconsciously, seeing the relief in his eyes. her fingertips almost brushed his eyes but moved away.

    “then let’s just call each other by name.”

    he nodded his head as he anxiously pursued the warmth of her moving away from him.

    “if you wish… i will do so, madam seira.”

    “get rid of the formalities.”

    “…yes, seira.”

    seira’s eyes widened with joy. her own name, wholeheartedly spoken by him, was as sweet as his pheromones which were to her taste.

    “but can you be here now?”

    “no. i came secretly.”

    “the maids will come soon.”

    “you don’t have to worry about that.”

    indeed, he was viseltium. she had to remind herself that he didn’t need her protection anymore. that would be nothing short of ignoring his status or belittling him.

    “i wanted to see you and be next to you. there won’t be chances like this for a while.”

    “i suppose so…”

    there were many things that she wanted to ask and say to him, but seira kept her mouth shut and looked at him, feeling the touch of his hand. she was afraid to miss even a single movement if she talked about herself.

    with seira’s implicit permission, aven moved his hand slowly. he dug into the narrow dress, loosened the garter, and peeled off her tights one by one. whenever his hand brushed the inside of her thigh, seira could only bite her lips and swallow a moan.

    she was embarrassed by her body’s sensitive reaction. even her underwear was already wet. in addition, half of them were louis’ semen, so even the distinctive smell spread lightly.

    “looks like you still have a lot inside you.”

    seira’s face burned red. it was so hard to pretend that nothing was happening.

    “i’ll take them out and wash them.”

    “yes…”

    when she answered with a melancholic face, he looked up and examined her expression.

    “what happened in franto?”

    “huh? no… no, it’s not.”

    he rose up and sat next to her, loosening the knot behind her back one by one, and said, “you don’t have to do everything he asks. say no if you don’t want to.”

    the dress which fit her perfectly, loosened and fell off her shoulders. seira lowered her eyes as she felt his gaze travel from her neck, shoulders, and down her spine. she couldn’t confirm it herself, but it was clear that the traces left of her previous affair was a mess.

    ‘i don’t want to look like this.’

    when she tried to grab her dress and cover herself, seira felt something warm and soft touch her spine and slipped down.

    “oh…!”

    a groan that was close to an exclamation escaped at the strength that was applied to her waist. with his hand on her lower abdomen and her body on the sofa, he pulled down her dress that hung halfway from her pelvis. soon, even her underwear fell down her knees, and not a piece of fabric was left on her body.

    with her completely naked in front of him, seira was torn between shame and expectation.

    “don’t worry. i’ll erase it all for you.”

    he spoke with a voice not much different than usual, but she was strangely nervous. she didn’t even know if it was because of his bot breath touching her spine.

    with his lips down to the pubis, he stuck out his tongue and licked her vagina.

    “ugh…!”

    seira’s body flinched and jerked. her mind was occupied with the sensation of his tongue moving and licking her inside out. her toes curled and her knees trembled.

    “there, don’t lick it…”

    “there’s nothing we can do if we want to get rid of what’s flowing out.”

    “but…”

    “please relax and leave it to me.”

    seira couldn’t resist aven when he said that. she widened her knee, which he had propped up so he could suck and peck under her as comfortably as possible. she could feel his fingers that dug into her vagina, skillfully scratching the liquid out of her.

    white liquid dripped over the dress under her knee, creating a stain.

    “uhhh…”