Chapter 11

Seeing him keep trembling, it wasn’t easy for him to calm down.

“Huff, hng, uh…”

Finally, when she let go of his member, Dandel bit his lip hard. His mind was so hazy, he felt he might beg for more at any moment.

Even biting his lip until it hurt, he couldn’t stop his hips from twitching and his legs from spreading wide. He really was begging to be taken.

“Now, just hold back one more time.”

“Hic, no, hng, hng, ah…”

Lurua shook her hand quickly. Every time her fingers rubbed his sensitive spot, his face twisted in agony. His grimacing face was so sensual, she deliberately teased him harder. His short, broken cries showed just how desperate he was.

“Hic, hng, hng, ah, please… Luru, ah, hng…”

His legs flailed wildly. It felt like gravity had vanished, so he searched for something to hold onto, finally digging his nails into her back. His neatly trimmed nails slipped over the thin pajama fabric.

His desperate look tickled something inside her. Lurua smiled softly, her face flushed with excitement. She didn’t realize she was making that expression, but the shiver in her chest was addictive.

“Hng, hic, I’m scared… ah, ah…”

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

With her free arm, Lurua hugged his waist. Her single arm couldn’t support his whole body, but Dandel, clinging to her, was afraid of being alone, so it didn’t matter.

He seemed to relax a little, resting his head on her shoulder. That she was the one who’d made him like this wasn’t important right now.

“Haa, hng… uh, ah, dangerous, hic…”

The tingling sensation climbed from his lower abdomen, leaving a sharp aftertaste in its wake. Instinctively, he realized this was a kind of climax.

‘Ah, but, something’s different. No, it’s dangerous, no…’

Lurua gripped his member tightly again, but it couldn’t stop it.

“Ah, ahh, ah. Hng, hua, ah…”

“…What?”

The pleasure built up all at once, exploding inside him.

It felt like he’d lose his mind from just that, but the overwhelming sensation didn’t stop.

It wasn’t just afterglow—his climax didn’t end…

“Hng, hng, hng… ah, nothing’s coming out, hic, hate it…”

Most of all, nothing came out. Whether s*men or any other fluid, a man’s body should release something at climax. But his member only leaked prec*m, with no sign of release.

Had he finally broken? He didn’t have time to think. The climax still overwhelmed his body.

“Hic, hng, ah, stop. Ah, huff…”

He trembled for a long time, finally collapsing when the intense pleasure ended. His hips still twitched. Lurua had already let go of his member, but it only trembled, unable to release anything.

“Should I call this holding back…”

Meanwhile, Lurua was lost in thought. The sight of him climaxing without release was incredibly sensual, but was this a success or failure?

The condition was to hold back from climax, but she’d assumed climax and release went together. To go without releasing or spurting at all…

Lurua looked down at the exhausted Dandel. His eyes were unfocused, mouth open, panting.

Well, he struggled, so maybe it’s a success.

“You did well. For the first time, you showed real results.”

“……”

“Since you held back, I’ll give you your promised reward.”

There was a rustling sound. Dandel, feeling a chill, forced himself to look up at her.

Lurua was strapping on a black belt, attaching a d*ldo.

“Wait, no more, really…”

“This time, you can finish as much as you want.”

Incidentally, the punishment was the same thing.

***

Warm steam rose. The sound of water playfully splashing. In the lazy bath filled with white mist, Lurua and Dandel sat together, bodies entwined.

“Marquis.”

“……”

“Dandel.”

“……”

No answer came. Lurua leaned against his chest, tilting her head to look up at him.

“Are you sulking?”

“Don’t talk to me.”

His voice was so hoarse it hurt to hear. After moaning all night, his abused throat hadn’t recovered by morning.

And the cause of all this was shamelessly trying to start a conversation, so of course he was stunned.

She’d dragged him to the bath even though his legs were shaking and he could barely stand. But he couldn’t wash alone in that state, so wasn’t it nice to share some time together?

“Was it really tough?”

“Do you really have to ask?”

“Come on, you liked it.”

Dandel glared at her with sharp eyes. The redness from last night’s tears made him look even more sensual.

Lurua just laughed lightly, splashing water in the tub. Even though their bodies rubbed together, he didn’t say anything, so he must really be exhausted.

After soaking for a while, Lurua suddenly spoke.

“Marquis.”

“What now.”

“Why did you marry me?”

Dandel opened his eyes and looked down at her. A small pink crown was visible. He stared for a moment, then spoke in a low voice. His voice was rough and deep, but better than before.

“Why do you ask?”

“You didn’t even want to spend the first night, so why did you marry me instead of all those quiet, well-behaved ladies?”

It was a question she’d wondered about since learning of their engagement. She never understood why he chose her. Now just felt like the right time to ask.

Dandel closed his eyes again and continued.

“You said you disliked men.”

“…Excuse me?”

“I needed a wife who wouldn’t spend the night with me, and you hated men courting you. I thought our interests matched.”

“That was a mistake.”

“Maybe.”

With that, Dandel fell silent again. Lurua just laughed. She only disliked arrogant men, not men in general. Because of that misunderstanding, such a beautiful man walked right into her trap—a rabbit caught in a snare.

“You could have chosen not to marry.”

“If someone without obvious flaws doesn’t marry at the right age, rumors start.”

So he needed someone who wouldn’t notice his flaws.

Lurua held back a hum, speaking meaningfully.

“Actually, Her Imperial Highness said she’d help if I wanted a divorce.”

“……”

She felt his body flinch. 

‘Surprised, huh?’ 

Lurua pretended not to notice and continued.

“S*xual dysfunction is a valid reason for divorce.”

“…What are you trying to say?”

Lurua looked up at him, smiling brightly.

Suddenly, he was looking at her again.

“I’m the only one who can accept you like this.”

If he chose marriage for that reason, he wouldn’t even consider divorce for the same reason. No turning back. A sparkle flashed in her eyes.

Dandel sighed, covering his face with his hand. He was obviously tense, though pretending otherwise.

“So…”

Lurua instinctively knew this was the perfect time for her proposal.

“Do we really need to fix your flaw, Marquis?”

He didn’t seem surprised, just listened quietly.

“To be honest, I’m very satisfied with our current s*x life.”

It was much more fun to make him cry beneath her than to have ordinary relations. Just that sent chills through her—why fix it?

Besides, she was using ‘treatment’ as an excuse to tease him.

“If the ‘problem’ is only a problem if the wife minds, it’s not really a flaw, right? It’s not like you’re planning to remarry.”

“So.”

He leaned in, whispering in her ear.

“From now on, you’ll tease me without bothering with excuses?”

“Well… that’s…”

That’s how it was. Lurua glanced at him. Did he mind? Honestly, he got aroused every time, even without her doing anything special… Wasn’t he secretly enjoying it?

She cleared her throat, feigning calm.

“As your wife, I’m just saying I’ll accept your flaws.”

Dandel chuckled softly. His hand was already brushing her hair.

“Then I should accept your flaws too.”

“…Excuse me?”

Lurua froze. There were too many things she felt guilty about.

“Your taste for topping men is one thing.”

“That’s because of you!”

“Heh.”

It was shameless, but if it weren’t for him, she’d never have discovered that side, so it was true.

But the next things, she couldn’t excuse.

“At the tea party, you hit the Prince on the head.”

“That…”

“At the party, you threw a wine glass at the young men who asked you to dance.”

“…”

“At the academy, you got into fistfights more than once.”

“You knew all that and still married me?”

Maybe he was a masochist?

Lurua looked at him suspiciously. Dandel laughed, meeting her gaze with playful eyes.

“You’ve behaved yourself since the wedding.”

“That was for you, Marquis.”

“Did you just switch your target to me?”

She couldn’t deny it. Teasing him was so fun, she had no time for trouble elsewhere. If she made trouble at home, nothing happened outside.

Lurua pouted, sliding her hand between his legs.

“…What are you doing?”

“Since you found out, I thought I’d just do as I please.”

“Up until now—uh, wait!”

He hurriedly grabbed her hand away, splashing water everywhere.

“…Have some conscience.”

“I never had one to begin with.”

“…Please go easy. We have plenty of time ahead.”

Lurua’s eyes widened. Plenty of time ahead. She liked that.

She smiled, satisfied, and took his hand instead.

“Yes, we have lots of time.”

I Just Wanted To Live Quietly -End-