It was late into the night.

Having returned to the Grand Duchy estate, Luna had told the servants to prepare hot water in the bath and was undressing herself layer by layer.

It felt like shedding dozens of layers of skin.

The weight of the clothing alone was considerable. The suffocating makeup, the hairpiece added for the appearance of fuller hair, and the dozens of pins holding it all in place came out one by one.

She was like a swan that appeared graceful on the surface while paddling furiously beneath the water without pause. Luna felt keenly that the lives of the nobility were no simple matter.

She had told Noah to draw a hot bath, and she thought she would sink into it and rest tonight as she opened the bathroom door.

Slide―

It seemed the water had already been drawn. A wave of warm steam rose and blurred her vision.

The soft sound of water came from the direction of the bathtub, as though it was still running.

Her view was not entirely clear, but it was a familiar space regardless, so Luna moved toward the bathtub without hesitation.

She was just drawing close to it.

She was on the verge of stepping in when she spotted Caesar, through the steam-laden air, sitting inside it without a stitch of clothing on.

“Oh, I’m so, so sorry!”

It was nearly a shriek.

Her mind went completely blank at the unexpected situation. She had not imagined for a single moment that he would be there.

Flustered, Luna hurriedly turned her back and tried to flee. She had every intention of doing so.

But the situation took a turn for the worse.

She stepped wrong on the steam-slicked floor, and her feet slid out from under her.

Splash―

Her body lost its balance in an instant and her vision flipped upside down.

Luna, having tumbled into the bathtub in a daze, flailed in the water and grabbed onto whatever her hands could find to pull herself up. She barely managed to get her face above the surface, and a fit of rough coughing followed, likely from the water she had swallowed.

“Cough. Cough.”

Soaked from head to toe in an instant, she barely managed to hold onto her reeling senses.

The memory surfaced of grabbing onto something and pulling as she fell into the bathtub. And only then did she belatedly realize that what she had grabbed was the hand Caesar had extended toward her.

Without her noticing, her body had ended up enclosed within Caesar’s arms.

Without her being aware of it, she was in a position that amounted to being held by Caesar.

In that moment, a low, quiet voice settled against her ear.

“You were clumsy at the wedding ceremony too. You really are quite a handful.”

He had felt it then as well, but his wife was quite the high-maintenance type. Caesar delivered his impression of her without filtering a word.

There were several bathrooms attached to her room alone. Of all places, to run into him here, in the one with the largest bathtub, felt like a strangely tangled turn of events.

Luna suppressed the coughs that kept trying to break free, barely steadied her breathing, and spoke.

“Cough, cough. But how did you come to be here…….”

“This room is yours, but it is also mine.”

Come to think of it, the room she was staying in was properly the marital bedroom. It was simply that Caesar had not once come to it since Luna arrived at the Grand Duchy estate.

She had heard in passing from Noah that the bedroom was connected to his study.

But she had been told that he usually worked in the study until late, and as a rule simply fell asleep in the room attached to the study…

At the moment that chain of thought reached its end, Luna belatedly realized something else.

That the two of them were holding each other, bare, without a single thing between them.

Only then did she also notice that his face, damp with water, had been looking at her steadily from right in front of her.

Her face flushed red in an instant and her entire body seemed to lock up like stone. Rigid, Luna moved only her lips for a moment before she finally managed to speak.

“Th, then please take your time. I am sorry for the intrusion.”

She left those few short words behind and tried to leave.

If not for the hand he had on her.

Even in the midst of the unexpected situation, Caesar had not lost his composure, and he asked with unhurried ease.

“…And where do you think you’re going?”

“Ah, I… I did not want to disturb you.”

“It is already too late for that.”

Luna had not only disturbed his time but had thrown herself bodily into the bathtub he was in, and on top of that had ended up in his arms.

In the end, she had somehow wound up sitting astride Caesar with nothing between them.

Luna struggled frantically to extract herself from the situation, but between the arm he had on her and the buoyancy of the water, she could not move the way she wanted.

But there was a problem larger than even that.

Caesar’s length, pinned beneath her, was steadily growing in size.

The sensation only became more distinct as time passed. It was swelling slowly, turning heavy as a stone, making its presence known without restraint.

Her water-wet eyes wavered with alarm and blinked again and again.

Caesar, unable to take his eyes off her, parted his lips.

“Was s*x not included in the conditions for fulfilling our contract? You came to me bare like this in order to ‘fulfill’ that obligation.”

At his blunt manner of speaking, Luna raised her voice with her face burning red.

“I, I did not come here for that. I naturally assumed no one was in here―”

“You did agree to conceive a child as soon as possible, did you not?”

“Th, that is true. But…….”

“Then is there any further reason needed? We have already seen everything there is to see of each other.”

“But this is a bathroom and… I… mmph.”

Before Luna could finish speaking, Caesar moved faster.

The contract they had entered into several days ago.

And it was none other than his wife who had extended the hand of temptation first. The justification was sound, and he had no reason to hesitate any further.

He brought their lips together in an instant and began to taste the inside of her mouth, tilting his head this way and that.

Through the slight parting of her lips, his thick tongue moved without pause in every direction.

The sound of water droplets falling and the quiet sound of lips meeting wove together.

There had been no kiss like this on the wedding night… in a sense, this was Luna’s first kiss.

The kiss she had imagined had been something more reverent, a gentle act of touching each other with care. She had firmly believed it would be a sacred contact meant to confirm love, but the reality was different.

Two tongues tangled obscenely within a wide-open mouth, and saliva trailed freely from lips that were being devoured greedily.

Her mind went dizzyingly blank and her lower abdomen kept clenching.

It felt as though he was laying her bare from the inside out. Every nerve in her body stood on end at the raw sensation.

To think that a person’s tongue could be this intimate, this dizzying, and this pleasurable. Luna trembled at the realization she was coming to for the first time.

Luna could barely keep up with the kiss as it stretched on, and had no choice but to cling to him.

When the lips that had been pressed together slowly parted, a thin thread of moisture stretched long between them, belonging to neither one in particular.

“Hah…….”

Luna drew in short, rapid breaths and looked at him with hazy, unfocused eyes. The bathroom was thick with steam. She had not drunk a single drop of alcohol today, yet she felt strangely dizzy and intoxicated.

Before she could even begin to collect herself, a greater stimulation followed in quick succession.

Caesar’s full lips closed around her lush br*ast and took it into his mouth.

He then smoothly shifted the position she was held in. Robbed of her balance in an instant by that motion, Luna found herself seated astride Caesar with her legs spread wide open before she knew it.

She had no chance to register just how provocative a position she was in.

Her full br*ast was deeply held in his mouth, being worked and stimulated with slow, deliberate bites. The pleasure being applied sent a sharp tingle up her spine and made her back shudder again and again.

“Hah… aah!”

The dizzying sensation spread up her spine and through her entire body, and the restless wanting grew stronger. Before she knew it, their two bodies were pressed together in a slick tangle with no space between them.

But Caesar did not stop there. He settled the thick shaft of his p*nis precisely between her parted center and began to grind against her in a slow, smoldering rhythm.

The massive length pressed between her folds and moved slowly back and forth.

“Ah… hah…….”

Caesar watched her whimper with only her mouth moving at the relentless stimulation flooding into her, and his eyes seemed to blaze with desire. His throat moved in one heavy rise and fall.

He lifted his mouth briefly from her br*ast, slowly licked his glistening lips, and spoke.

“Even in the water, you are incredibly slick down here. As though you mean to swallow me whole at any moment.”

Caesar gripped her pelvis and rolled his hips with practiced ease as he let those low, indecent words fall.

“Can you feel how wet you are?”

“Ah……! St, stop rubbing there! Hah…….”

“I am not moving.”

He was, in fact, not moving. His right hand gripped Luna’s pelvis and his left held her backside firmly, doing nothing more than rotating them in slow circles.

Because of that, her soft flesh was being pressed and kneaded in every direction around the massive shaft. Between the sensitized folds of skin, she could feel every bit of it, the swollen thickness of his p*nis and the pronounced ridges of veins running along it.