Chapter 5

The act of taking in his thick arousal was harsh, but the voice coaxing her was sweet beyond words.

Whenever tears pricked her eyes from the pressure, as though a head the size of a baby’s fist had lodged in her throat, he showered kisses around the corners of her eyes, and after he had bent over Lottie’s body pinned beneath him, he patted and stroked the pale curve of her rear that rose up toward him again and again, as though finding it admirable.

In voice and in deed, there was nothing about him that was not gentle.

The only rough thing was the way he thr*st as if he might push in all the way to the base, pounding against the entrance to her womb.

And so, only while that thick length pressed and rubbed against her inner walls from every side, Lottie felt as though she were floating softly on clouds.

Because the pleasure his body gave her was so intense.

And at the same time, because Sebastian was so very gentle.

So much so that she almost thought she was truly being loved.

But.

“Seb, hngh, s-stop……”

Was it around the fourth time. In other words, after he had already spilled inside her more than once and the firmness of him had risen hard again while still buried in her wetness.

At that moment, Lottie felt the color drain from her face in the most literal sense.

During the day she had worn her graduation gown beneath the blazing early autumn sun, and in the evening she had worn a dress tightly fitted over her upper body to tempt him. She had already been exhausted, and what she was experiencing for the first time wore her down far more than she had imagined. Enduring the driving force of his body in unfamiliar positions was difficult, and being continually overwhelmed by unfamiliar sensations was hard too.

And more than anything… Sebastian was far too relentless. Like a child who had just discovered this sort of delight for the first time and wanted only to keep playing, he stubbornly worked at the most sensitive places inside and out, pushing Lottie toward one peak after another.

Until, for each time he came again, Lottie had gone through several climaxes herself, to the point where she could hardly move even a fingertip anymore.

“N-no more, let’s stop here……”

So, trying to escape the situation somehow, Lottie forced her pleasure-muddled head to think.

“Next time. C-couldn’t we do it next time.”

“Next time?”

In other words… she was trying, based on the tender look in his eyes and the way he could not seem to bear not holding her again and again, to sound him out on whether his feelings had changed.

People said physical compatibility mattered, and seeing how Seb kept coming at her like this even though she had no skill at all, did that not mean the two of them fit in that way? If a man who had clearly been with more than one woman clung this persistently, then.

Might he perhaps want to keep seeing her?

Even if only in some sort of… physical relationship?

But.

“…Lottie, what next time is there?”

“Well, I, um, mmh!”

“You said this was the last time……. Then we should do everything we want. You wanted to have me, didn’t you. If you’ve already started, then you should have your fill. Isn’t that right?”

At this point it was hard to remember who had wanted this first, but in any case, Sebastian dismissed her plea.

Meaning, the two of them would end here.

Just as Lottie had wanted, this would be their final memory, buried as the secret truth of a single night.

Sebastian had no intention of continuing any relationship with Lottie.

At last, Lottie’s eyes threatened to redden. Perhaps it was because he licked again at the tips of her chest, sore from being tormented until they stung, or because the movement of him inside her stirred up the lingering traces of cl*max still soaked into her inner walls.

Only.

“Hngh, when you’re biting down on me like this… and then saying you don’t want it, I think I’d be hurt. You were the one who asked me first……”

As the man sliding slowly along her inner walls lowered his dark brows and looked so full of wounded sorrow that he truly seemed hurt… Lottie found she really had no way to resent him anymore.

A face to her taste was this cruel.

Yes, it had been Lottie herself who begged him for one night together, talking about a final memory.

Once. Yes… what she had wanted was just once.

That had definitely been true, and yet……

“Could it be……. you’re planning to go make a last memory with some other bastard too? Was that why you told me to finish once and leave?”

“Th-that’s not it……”

“Then let me keep going. If you’re tired, stay still. I’ll take care of everything myself……. Just hold my hand, lace our fingers together…….”

But in the end, Sebastian kept Lottie pinned beneath him and began roughly driving into the passage already smeared with the many marks he had left there. Thud, thud, thud…… Each time the man thr*st hard, the pale fl*id foaming where their hair tangled ran down over the soft flesh there.

Hngh, mmh! Ahh……! 

With both her hands pinned above her head and their fingers interlaced, Lottie could only endure the movement of the man’s hips slapping against her. From between her weakened teeth, a sentence she could not bring herself to say flickered soundlessly.

Seb, are you… not seeing anyone else today?

You don’t have anyone else waiting?

It seemed she had confessed too quickly. If she had confessed after he had accepted a few other confessions and made a few plans for later secret meetings, then he would have left after only once….

The m*ans trembling out of her reflexively, whether they were sobs or resentment… or perhaps simply byproducts of pleasure. In the end, even Lottie herself could no longer tell.

And so it was not until the next day, when the color of the sky, already holding the fullness of morning, began to seep into Sebastian’s room, that Lottie opened her eyes.

Coming back to herself, Lottie carefully turned her head and looked at Sebastian, asleep with his arm beneath her as a pillow.

Sebastian’s sleeping face was there so close that it was hard for her eyes to focus. His gently lowered eyelids and the dense golden lashes lining them, his straight forehead and sharply set nose……. The sound of his breathing was steady, and fortunately, he seemed to be sleeping deeply.

‘…I really slept with Seb.’

And a great deal at that.

The sensation below, as though her entrance was still open after holding something so thick for so long, testified to that.

Truly, it had been a dreamlike night. Because she had not been certain it would really happen, and because Sebastian had been so kind that she almost misunderstood his heart.

And also… because what they had shared had been intoxicating.

‘As expected, it was a good thing I worked up the courage.’

To have her first time with the only man she had ever liked in all twenty-two years of her life. And with a man this handsome, at that.

There could not possibly be anyone luckier.

And in addition.

‘As expected, he really is skilled enough to be that popular……’

There had always been endless rumors about him having those kinds of relationships with different female students, and indeed, had he not deftly coaxed her stiff body every which way and handled that shameless act with complete ease. And that too until dawn was near.

And just how large he was, and how quickly he grew hard again…. Once he became used to her body, he found the spots where she was especially sensitive so well and pressed, licked, and pinched them until she, who had swallowed pain because everything was new to her, ended up sniffling through the night like a creature overcome by pleasure.

Even though the Collins Earldom had declined enough that he would need to strive to become a son-in-law, the reason noble female students still kept company with him was surely because, along with his beautiful face, he was so tireless and attentive in bed. Girls from noble houses like them likely did not value physical purity any more than Lottie did. Even the proud and cold Lady Magnusson letting him stay by her side as well….

‘That nickname, lackey, for him, with Lady Magnusson, maybe it’s even more than this…….’

At the thought that went on and on without end, a heavy tightness seized her chest. Lest a sniffle escape for no reason, Lottie bit hard into the tender flesh inside her lip.

She had to steel herself.

A new day had dawned, and now it was time for Lottie to return to where she truly belonged. She was about to enter a world of cold and uncompromising business more severe than any of the students who knew her could imagine, and shoulder immense responsibilities, so she could not afford to cling to feelings as trivial as these.

Lottie carefully pushed away the man’s thick arm around her shoulders and slipped out of bed. Pulling up the part of her dress that had been stripped below her chest and straightening the layers of her skirt that had spent the whole night bunched around her waist, she somehow managed to make herself look dressed to go out. Her whole body creaked out cries of protest, especially between her legs, which still felt far too open, but she could not afford to delay any longer.

At last, picking up the shoe whose buckle had come off from being forced off too roughly, Lottie looked at Sebastian.

The man was still asleep. The arm Lottie had slept on as a pillow and the arm that had held her were both still lying there just as they were.

No matter how many times she looked, Sebastian’s face was beautiful like an angel. The excitement and release that had twisted his features so roughly last night were gone without a trace, and his quiet face looked only like a sculpture crafted by a master.

Just remembering how indecently those straight brows had distorted, how greedily that elegant nose had buried itself between her thighs, how harshly that firm jaw had tightened… when he was holding himself back from release, and then when he finally did let go, was enough to make heat tingle low inside her again.

‘…Pretty rag, trash.’

Even as she condemned him with crude words, as if tearing away the last of her lingering attachment, Lottie’s gaze traced his beautiful outline with aching affection.

‘Thanks to your face, I was happy all this time……’