Chapter 53: How a knights kisses her lord. - Reborn as the Failed Lord with my Resource Gathering System. - NovelsTime

Reborn as the Failed Lord with my Resource Gathering System.

Chapter 53: How a knights kisses her lord.

Author: Unknowntolife
updatedAt: 2025-09-13

CHAPTER 53: HOW A KNIGHTS KISSES HER LORD.

"Go over there and kiss him."

Seraphina uttered, pointing at the space close to Dorian’s head.

For a brief second, Maria froze up, her widened eyes slowly drifting towards Dorian’s face. She could see how his lips were slowly parted, as if struggling to suck in the little oxygen he could manage into his lungs.

Her breath began to speed up, her cheeks turning red at the very idea of what Seraphina had suggested for her to do.

It didn’t take long for her to imagine herself doing it. Imagine having her lips pressed against Dorian’s.

"K-kiss... ki-iss?" Maria stammered continuously, all while her shaky hands were moving towards her sword strapped to her waist.

"Hurry up! And why are you reaching for your sword?" Seraphina pointed aggressively.

For some reason, that immediately snapped Maria back into reality. She gasped slightly in shock when she realized her hand was now gripping the hilt of her sword, something she had no idea she was doing.

Soon, she managed to convince herself it was only to save Dorian’s life. A kiss wasn’t a big deal; all she was doing was fulfilling her role as his knight.

Seraphina watched with a deadpan look as Maria suddenly had an air of conviction around her. She approached the bed, crawled her way to Dorian, and then lifted his head to rest on her soft thighs.

With his head now on her lap, Maria could see his face fully; his velvety lips and his skin all looked multiple times better than she was used to.

Her face turned even redder, her brain automatically blocking any noise around her as her sole focus now lay right in front of her, her lord’s lips.

If anything, she could have sworn his lips were calling to her, urging her to take the opportunity.

’Don’t think about it; you—you’re doing this for Lord Dorian, not because you want it. Not because you want it. Not because you want it.’

Her breath increased, heated, and labored. Her breasts swayed above Dorian’s head with each movement she made.

Though Seraphina couldn’t see her face, Maria had what most would call an obsessed expression. Her eyes swirled, drool dripping at the side of her lips, as it felt like she was going to squeeze Dorian’s head close from how tightly she clamped her hands at both sides of his neck.

’H-here I go.’

"Maria!"

Maria ignored Seraphina’s voice; nothing was going to distract her from this, even if the king himself were to be the one to walk into the room in that moment.

Slowly, she brought her lips down, pressing them against Dorian’s lips with a gentle touch.

As their lips touched, Maria’s eyes widened in pure ecstasy. A huge wave of heat flowed into her body, causing her skin to bristle with so much warmth that it felt like she was diving in a sea of fire, sweating her heart out.

It was good. The feeling was ecstatic, unlike anything she had ever felt before.

After Dorian hugged her in the cave, she had always been thinking to herself, "if only a hug could make her entire brain shut down mid-battle, what exactly would she do if he were to touch her sexually like he did to Seraphina?"

She imagined it most nights, often forcing herself not to relieve her horniness with her fingers.

Now, her questions have been answered.

All Maria did was press her lips against his, and her entire body turned into a heating machine. She could also feel a tingle in her lower stomach, causing her to close her thighs tight, afraid she might actually wet herself.

’More~’

In that moment, she knew she was no longer in control; her body had betrayed her.

Maria kissed him, her saliva dripping into his mouth each time she pulled away to get a breather, only for her to kiss him again, caressing his lips violently like a hungry predator. She went at it for a good moment, wiggling her butt gently to stop the growing feeling swelling up in her lower stomach.

Seraphina watched this with shock, both her arms stretched out mid-cast, her cheeks red with embarrassment.

What in the hell was she watching?

In all her years, this was the first time she had ever seen anyone kiss a person with so much passion that it felt almost dirtier than sex itself.

Moans escaped Maria’s mouth, her nipples erect under her dress, each time she sucked Dorian’s bottom lip, licking his upper one and then sucking it all in.

’I can’t take it anymore; I—I should stop. Stop, Maria. if you keep going—you’ll... you’ll...’

It was then she felt something break inside her, a crack in her gateway that felt like a great flood would soon pour out and stain the bed.

Pop~

She quickly withdrew her lips from the battle, panting heavily as she looked to the ceiling, her face so red it could be mistaken for a glow stick. Her eyes had the stare of an enchanted lover, barely holding themselves back from crossing into crazy town.

It took her a good minute to catch herself. Her eyes reverted back to normal, along with her usual stoic calmness.

"D-did it work?" Maria asked Seraphina, acting as though she didn’t just try to suck the life out of Dorian moments ago.

Seraphina faced down, her gaze darkening.

"Y—"

Her words got caught up, shaking in rage before she raised her head back and pointed at Maria.

"No fair! Why did you kiss him like that?! I haven’t even cast the mana transfer spell yet." Seraphina had tears hanging at the side of her eyes. "You did this on purpose to spite me, didn’t you?! You—you pervert."

Upon knowing that she basically just kissed Dorian for nothing, Maria could not hide her embarrassment. She looked to the side with red cheeks, pupils tiny and shaking.

"S-sorry, I got carried away with helping him."

Seraphina sighed, "I’ll rage later; for now, let’s just get this done," she stretched her hand, a green magic circle appearing right under Dorian.

"Do it now, perv."

"Please don’t call me that in front of Lord Dorian."

.....

Later that night, as the full moon shone into the room, Dorian slowly opened his eyes.

’Uhn...’

Before he could say anything, the system notification appeared in front of him.

[Mana transfer was successful.]

[Mana transfer was successful.]

’Right, I was losing mana before I passed out.’ A terrified look played on Dorian’s face. ’I thought I was going to die back then; no wonder I hear mages never allow themselves to run out of mana. Seriously, what the hell was Lili doing?’

Just as he wanted to stand up, he noticed something heavy resting on his chest.

Opening the blanket over his body, his eyes widened in shock to see Maria and Seraphina, both sleeping on his body while holding each other’s hand and resting it on his guts.

’Oh, that is why...’ he smiled a bit. ’Of course they figured it out.’

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