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He sucked between her lips, licking and rubbing with his tongue. The thin fabric, soaked with saliva, clung tightly to the sensitive, protruding tip.
Aileen, trapped between his lips on one side and his fingers on the other, was on the verge of tears. The sensation of his soft, viscous licking and the scratching of his hard nails made her body feel strange.
A part of her that she usually forgot even existed was becoming increasingly sensitive. As she became aware of the sensation, a heat gradually gathered in her lower abdomen. The hot, tickling stimulation spread like wildfire below her lower abdomen.
It was a feeling that Aileen's knowledge and experience up to this point could not explain. Even breathing felt unfamiliar and difficult. Aileen gasped for breath like someone who had just sprinted.
The sight of the two ends standing erect above the thin Night Robe was incredibly lewd. If Aileen could have seen herself, she probably would have let out a stifled scream.
However, Aileen had no time to examine her own body. She was simply struggling to endure the flood of unfamiliar pleasure.
"Ah, ahh, Your Grace, please, stop, it's strange..."
"Call me by my name, Aileen."
"Ugh, Your Grace, still."
"My name isn't Your Grace, is it?"
How dare she, the thought flashed through her mind. But she quickly surrendered to the force that was cruelly squeezing and twisting her breast, and she called his name.
"Ce, Cesare..."
"Yes."
"Stop, I want to stop this."
"No."
"Hngh, please..."
"You need to get used to it."
Cesare whispered mischievously, meeting Aileen's tearful eyes.
"You don't want to get used to this?"
"But, ugh, but."
She repeated the same word, dazed. She needed to say the next word, but her mind was clouded and she couldn't think of anything. The words she managed to utter were raw and unfiltered.
"It's too hot down there..."
It throbbed and tingled, feeling so hot that it felt swollen. When she said it felt like it hurt, he kissed Aileen again.
The hand that had been touching her breast moved further down, lifting the hem of her dress. He slipped his hand between Aileen's legs.
The moment his hand touched her, Aileen belatedly realized that her underwear was wet and clinging to her. The sticky, damp sensation was embarrassing, and she wanted to change her underwear immediately.
His long fingers lightly rubbed over the wet fabric. Then, she felt something gushing out from below.
"Ah!"
Aileen was surprised and tightened her thighs. It was as if she was holding the hand that had penetrated her, but she had no time to worry about such things in the face of the unfamiliar sensation. Aileen hurriedly reported her strange condition.
"Something, something came out."
The sensation of the sticky liquid soaking her underwear was vivid. But Cesare did not stop his hand, even with Aileen's urgent words. Rather, he began to rub his fingers over her underwear. He persistently tormented the plump, swollen tip in particular.
The touch, which had been slow at first, gradually quickened. The force of his pressing and rubbing made her vagina twitch involuntarily.
"It's, it's strange. It's too strange."
Aileen desperately grabbed his forearm, but she only felt the hard muscles and could not stop his touch.
"Hngh, ugh, ugh, Cesare, ah..."
She tried her best to call his name, but he relentlessly drove Aileen. She shook her head from side to side, trying to endure the strange sensation that was washing over her, but she couldn't bear it.
She was panting, losing her mind, and being driven little by little to the end of the sensation. At one moment, he pressed down on her entire lower area with his palm and rubbed the tip hard. The heat that had been simmering in her stomach burst out.
"Haaah...!"
Aileen arched her back greatly and stretched out her legs. Her toes, fully extended, trembled as if in a spasm. A loud groan burst from her throat.
She threw her head back and trembled all over. His long fingers were still gently caressing the tip, so the heat that had warmed her body did not easily subside. A painfully long afterglow continued from below.
He removed his hand just before Aileen burst into tears.
Cesare kissed her flushed face in various places. Aileen slumped her whole body and received his kisses, catching her breath.
She felt like the most lewd woman in the world. She couldn't believe that she would have to do such a tremendous thing in the future. No, to be precise, she would be doing even more than this. Because she hadn't even done it properly yet.
It was definitely a thrilling and pleasant sensation that made her mind go blank for a moment, but it was too, really too strange...
Aileen, who had been spacing out, belatedly met Cesare's eyes. And she almost fainted at the words he whispered with a pleasant smile.
"Next time, I'll suck it."
Aileen was completely exhausted by the intense experience she had for the first time in her life. But even with her eyes flickering, she earnestly pleaded with Cesare.
"You don't... you don't have to suck it. If Your Grace does that... you shouldn't..."
She mumbled like that for a while, and then finally fell asleep.
Cesare smiled softly as he looked at the sleeping Aileen. He changed her underwear, which was soaked with traces, and carefully covered her with a blanket so that she would not catch a cold.
Cesare stared blankly at the deeply sleeping Aileen. Her motionless appearance made it seem as if she wasn't even breathing, so he stroked her cheek with his hand. Aileen leaned into Cesare's hand and let out a shallow moan, letting him know that she was alive.
The red light, imbued with the darkness of the bedroom, slowly subsided. He remembered Aileen crying with tears streaming down her face.
"No... don't go..."
He had thought that he would come back and comfort her. But when he ended the war and returned to the capital, he could not even have a piece of the child's body.
Her tearful voice continued to haunt him. It was already an illusion of time that had passed. But even knowing it was an auditory hallucination, he wanted to wake Aileen up right away. He wanted to meet her eyes and hear her voice speaking to him.
Cesare suppressed the impulse as he was used to. Instead, he untied the bandage tied around his palm. With a rustle, the white bandage fell onto the bed.
The length of the wound left on his palm was considerable, but it was not deep. The blade of the dagger was dull, and he was wearing leather gloves.
He concentrated on the sound of the sleeping person's breath and slowly clenched his hand. His fingernails dug into the wound, and a stinging pain flared up.
It was a pain that told him that all of this was not a dream or an illusion, but an actual reality.
He pressed down steadily until blood seeped under his clean fingernails, then unfolded his hand. He repeated the same action a couple of times, and blood flowed down his wrist.
He stared down at his bloodied palm with indifferent eyes, then turned his gaze away. Cesare smiled faintly as he looked at the sleeping person's face.
"This is the world where you are."
And it was also the first and last opportunity given to Cesare in this world.
He placed his good hand on the bed and kissed Aileen's forehead. He kissed the round tip of her nose and her parted lips, and then whispered softly.
"Sweet dreams, Aileen."
He hoped that Aileen would have happy dreams. Even if he could never wake up from his nightmare.
Mattio's trial took place. The result of the trial was the death penalty. He was the first nobleman to be sentenced to death for distributing drugs within the Traon Empire.
Until now, all those who had been executed for drug-related crimes were commoners. The Traon Empire made it clear through this execution that it would not make exceptions for high-ranking nobles when it came to drug-related penalties.
However, there was some grumbling about the fact that Marquess Menegin, the Speaker of the Senate, had cleverly escaped the law. However, the reason why it ended without much repercussions was because the Marquess's response was quick-witted.
Just before the scandal broke, Marquess Menegin's daughter sent Mattio a divorce document and quickly ended their relationship. After the scandal broke, Marquess Menegin himself made a public statement.
Although Mattio and the Menegin family were no longer related, he felt responsible for the scandal and would step down from his position as Speaker of the Senate and return his title as Marquess.
It was a desperate attempt to give up everything if he could just save his life. It was a complete surrender, and people sneered at him for being cowardly, but they understood.
In the process, a strange rumor circulated that Marquess Menegin had become blind. However, the Marquess left for the countryside with his daughter immediately after resigning, so there was no way to confirm it.
Mattio's trial and execution took less than a week. Mattio's execution was carried out in the small square next to the central square.
