seira hesitated for a moment at aven’s questionable words, but then spoke up and said as he told her to.

    “you may come in.”

    with her permission, seira heard the door open and close. she then quickly added another order,

    “i’ll wash up first, so please wait there.”

    “yes, your excellency,” the maid answered politely, and stopped walking toward the powder room and returned to the drawing room.

    seira, who had been observing her presence, released a sigh of relief and then whispered in a small voice, “now what?”

    there was no separate door between the drawing room and the powder room. the obscene sounds of continuing their affair would clearly be heard.

    thinking that they might have to move to the bedroom or bathroom, seira looked up at aven and her eyes widened in surprise. there was something strange about the way he looked at her with a faint smile on his lips.

    the reason why aven was said to be stoic was because his words, actions, expressions, and eyes didn’t reveal any joy or sorrow. even she found it hard to see a glimpse of emotion in him.

    now, however, aven was showing only one emotion too clearly. he didn’t even try to mask it.

    that emotion was desire.

    he was looking at her like that, as if she was an appetizing fruit which he wanted to covet alone.

    ‘but wasn’t it just my imagination?’

    even back at the conference room, she saw him express desire for her. at that time, she thought she’d been mistaken because of her selfish hope that even a small thing was left between them, but upon closer look, she couldn’t really tell.

    aven absent-mindedly caressed her stiff cheek and then gently kissed her lips. then…

    “…!”

    he lifted his back vigorously. seira’s vision flickered pure white at the intense pleasure that she couldn’t even make a sound. as he crushed her with pure ecstasy again, seira went into a fiery climax. even after everything, her orgasm didn’t fade, but only gained more momentum.

    digging deeper, aven deftly plowed seira. he stroked her shoulders and back, and licked her lips.

    “hngh…”

    inevitably, her moan escaped her. in fact, a person with a keen sense of hearing would’ve already heard the sound of wet rubbing and bodies colliding.

    ‘if the maid reports to calrad, aven will be in trouble…’

    seira worried about him even as she was completely consumed by mental bliss and carnal pleasure. she knew she didn’t have to, that he could take care of himself, but she couldn’t help it.

    ‘but i can’t help but make a sound…’

    she could do better than this even in her heat cycle, but she couldn’t come to her senses.

    “ah…!”

    eventually, a moan close to screaming burst out. aven looked down startled, blinking at her as he asked, “do you not care about the maid?”

    seira hurriedly shook her head at the sight of aven clenching her waist as if he was about to pull out of her.

    “that… it’s not like that…”

    aven glanced down at her and then tightened his grip as he put his genitals in at once.

    “haaa…”

    “now you don’t have to hide your relationship with me, do you?”

    sure enough, the maid’s presence was approaching. even if she walked sneakily, seira and aven, who were master-class slayers, would notice. she seemed to hesitate whether to look inside or not as she reached the powder room, but she’d probably stick her head in no time.

    “if it bothers you, you can get rid of me.”

    seira thought that she misheard him. her voice was high, and his was as low as a whisper.

    “so please look at me. just for this moment, please, just me…”

    with that, aven pushed seira without even answering. her upper body smashed into the sofa, and he pounded her to the point she felt like she’d been buried in the sofa.

    “ah! aven…”

    now, as he wished, she couldn’t think of anything but aven. it was even too much for her just to open her legs and accept him. her pupils dilated and her lips parted as his pheromones, which had been contained all this time, poured out like a raging waterfall and hit her whole body.

    not only the bottom, but her whole body seemed to be soaking wet. the intensity of him piercing through her was stranger than the beating of her heart.

    “seira…”

    it was only for a moment that his long-suppressed emotion turned into a violent desire to possess her.

    he humped her with a force to carve himself into her half-folded body, forcibly opening his way to her womb. along the ejaculate pouring out of her vagina, his pheromone also dug deep into her. he moved until he dyed each of her organs with his own color and aroma.