STM 129

“Get up.”

With that command, he sat me on his lap. But my body felt weak.

Like I’d melted in hot water, I went limp, draping my arms over his shoulders and leaning on him. 

His hands slid down my waist, spreading my buttocks apart. Then he aligned my opening with his still-hard cock.

Just the sensation of it touching me from behind made my hips tremble. The taut, swollen head of his cock rubbed against my entrance. What was this? I was feeling horny again.

But this position penetrated so deeply. Even when we’d locked ourselves in the room for days, rolling around, we’d only done it once.

What would we do afterwards if we did it now? Pointless thoughts and unnecessary fears filled my mind.

But my thoughts were cut short when I heard his command.

“Put it in yourself.”

He guided my hand to grasp his thick cock. I felt the prominent veins pulsing in my palm.

The satisfaction that he was aroused by me felt greater than the pleasure itself. It was an emotion I should guard against in a relationship I believed was just a charade, yet I chuckled without realizing it.

“Beg. Beg me to take you.”

He smiled back, but his eyes gleamed cruelly.

“Take me. Please.”

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Beep― Beep― Beep―

The unusually long alarm jolted my consciousness awake from deep sleep. It was the sound Mo made in emergencies, like when a monster’s presence was detected. I reflexively opened my eyes.

Simultaneously, I turned my head up from where I’d been lying prone and reached out. Habitively, I tried to grab a nearby weapon, but all that came into my hand was soft blanket.

Still unable to fully grasp the situation, I tried to turn my body, but something caught my leg. Someone was on top of my back. His upper body was off me, but his lower body was pressed against mine, and I felt a hot shaft between my buttocks.

I barely managed to turn my head and met a pair of golden eyes, clearly visible in the unusually bright moonlight. But his gaze was unusually intense.

……Tairok?

Waking up to feel a hot penis pressed against me was hard to get used to, but my confusion came before the absurdity.

‘Wh-why did you sound the emergency alarm?’

[Grand Duke Kun attempted to touch and closely inspect the nano robot port.]

I flinched.

A cold shiver ran down my entire body. But I couldn’t show it. 

His golden eyes were observing me with a cold gaze. And yet, his lower body was aroused by me.

“It’s heavy.”

The corners of his mouth automatically turned up.

“Well, my cock is big, so it is heavy.”

His words were light, but his gaze was still cold. Moreover, he reached his hand toward the back of my neck. I quickly turned my head to the side, dodging his hand.

“Yes, please move your heavy cock.”

I kept a straight face, but I didn’t look at him. I didn’t understand it, but he seemed to find it more amusing when I acted defiantly.

Even if it hurt his feelings, a smile played on his lips. Just like now, when his eyes showed no trace of laughter.

“That’s an unusual scar. When did you get it?”

“It’s nothing. More importantly, move aside.”

But he deliberately grabbed the top of his cock and rubbed the tip against my entrance.

“Ah, you want me to put it in?”

Damn it, you stubborn bastard. I barely held back the curse. So he’s threatening not to get off me until I answer.

“When did you get hurt?”

“A hundred years ago.”

He chuckled and pressed the tip of his cock firmly against my hole. A different kind of shiver spread through my body than before.

After doing that all evening, now this? There were times when I felt a stubborn determination to keep going, refusing to lose, but that was only at the beginning.

“I don’t remember either. It was when I was young.”

I lied and twisted my body as much as possible.

“That scar is recent.”

It should be fully healed by now? Since it was hidden under my hair, I’d never seen the scar before and couldn’t be certain.

I almost reached up to touch it, but seeing his golden eyes made me change my mind. He was testing me.

“You’re mistaken. It’s a childhood scar.”

He just stared down at me, sizing up my sincerity, so I had no choice but to add.

“If you don’t believe me, ask my sister.”

“I don’t believe you?”

He wore a fake smile and lifted his body off me. Only then did I sit up and looked at the time.

The moonlight was unusually bright tonight, allowing me to roughly make out the hands on the antique clock far away. 2:40 AM. It really is the dead of night.

“Why are you awake at this hour?”

I asked, my gaze briefly stolen by his back. His naked form crossing the room was beautiful, like a work of art. What a killer body.

“My dick got heavy.”

A great body, but a less-than-great mouth.

“If it’s that heavy, it must be hard to walk around. Why not just cut it off while you’re at it?”

I couldn’t see his front clearly, but even from the side, I could tell the corners of his mouth were turned up. It annoyed me that my provocation didn’t land, but part of me was glad it didn’t.

If I pushed things a little more like this, wouldn’t he easily give in if I begged him to write up the contract? Better than telling him to cut off his dick, right?

“How could I cut it off when my beloved fiancé screams that it feels good?”

It was about time I got used to it, but that title still didn’t sit right. I forced myself not to grimace, when I noticed Tairok looking out the window. 

This was Tairok’s room, and the fog beyond the window was clearly visible.

“You kept going into the fog?”

“Um, yes.”

“Are you that curious about MTM the castle’s curse?”

“…….”

Because he was facing the window, he couldn’t see my wavering eyes. I couldn’t bring myself to lie, so I was choosing a plausible excuse that wouldn’t burden my conscience.

“I’ll show you.”

What?

“Get dressed.”

Ah, right now?

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The most enviable thing in Tubain was undoubtedly the teleportation portal. Of course, it was extremely high-level magic, and fixed portals required a lot of black magic stones, making them difficult for just anyone to use.

But the people around me weren’t just anyone. Thanks to that, I used the portal in Tairok’s room and arrived at the cabin in the fog in just two steps.

Why was a teleportation portal next to the cabin?

The question was answered when I followed Tairok a little further. Not far from the cabin was a wooden palisade encircling the castle.

And where he was heading, there was a small gate just wide enough for one person to squeeze through. But there was no lock, no handle.

Could it just open if pushed?

My foolish guess was soon proven true. When Tairok pushed with his hand, the door slid open easily. Really, anyone could walk in?

Of course, very few people would be able to find this door in the fog. But there was no need to worry about security.

“Only I can open this door.”

Ah, so it’s enchanted.

“Wait a moment.”

He stepped inside the open doorway. Curious about the curse, I glanced inside but couldn’t see anything in the darkness.

Fortunately, Tairok returned quickly. He was holding a lantern about as long as his forearm.

“Follow me closely.”

I nodded and followed behind him, who was carrying the lantern. Though we relied on just one small lantern, Tairok seemed quite familiar with the path and walked without hesitation.

We walked for about ten minutes. At some point, the view began to grow clearer. The moonlight, unusually bright tonight, illuminated the world.

Only then did I realize the fog had vanished.

And before our eyes appeared a massive castle straight out of a fairy tale.

The real Kun Castle, with several spires so tall I had to tilt my head back to see them. But it wasn’t the castle’s grandeur that made him stop in his tracks.

I had been feeling it was odd to be walking on dry ground covered in dirt and gravel instead of grass for a while now. Something was on the ground. Irregular black patterns spread across the ground like a net.

Moreover, they rippled as if alive. At first glance, they reminded me of the shield that had once imprisoned the Borhumi divine beast. The difference was that these were widely spaced and stretched endlessly. It looked as if they covered the entire castle.

Tap.

Tairok, who had been walking ahead, stopped and turned to look at me.

“So you can see this after all.”

I looked up at him with wide eyes. I had so much to say, but the words wouldn’t come easily. Instead, I just asked briefly.

“Can you see this too, Your Grace?”

I ate the bug Bichon gave me, but what about you? Then Tairok raised the lantern he held in his hand.

“It’s a sacred artifact that confirms dark magic.”

That little lantern? Something suddenly occurred to me.

“Huh? Could it be…?”

“Yes, the grave lantern your sister took first.”

“…Yes.”

Hmm, hmm. While I cleared my throat, he turned back toward the castle.

“I couldn’t approach the castle for a long time because I had no way to detect dark magic. Baron Zarayal offered to give me his family heirloom, the Spirit’s Gift, but I didn’t know how to use it. So, while searching for a way to see through dark magic, I came across information about this lantern. ”

His dry words followed in short intervals.

“This was my only hope.”

His voice was calm, but my eyes rippled like waves as I listened. I was briefly relieved he had his back turned, but he slowly turned to face me.

“But even after finding the lantern, it took a whole year to get my hands on it.”

“…My younger sister has a hobby of collecting lanterns.”

The man who usually smiled easily didn’t even manage a bitter smile. He simply turned his indifferent eyes back to the castle.

“But it was too late.”

Too late for what? I was about to ask when he started walking forward again. What about the black net on the floor?