“Ah, Miss…!”
“Hmm?”
Mishael forcefully held my shoulders with both hands, exhibiting a remarkable amount of restraint. I assured him,
“I’m okay. I’m… this is enough.”
“No, you’re standing again. How can you go to the banquet like this?”
“Well, somehow it should be fine. Earlier… except for you, Miss, no one could see it.”
“But you’re in pain.”
“….”
“Your face is pale, and you’re suffering enough to break into a cold sweat. How can I just ignore that and let you endure until the end of the party?”
“But… aren’t you trying too hard for my sake? I’m worried that Miss might get hurt.”
“….”
He wasn’t wrong. The grip on my hand, which I used to touch him twice, had lost its strength long ago, and my jaw seemed to be aching from doing something he hadn’t done before.
But…
“JI’ll just tell them that I’m feeling unwell and leave. I’ll take personal disciplinary action when we get back to the Holy Kingdom…”
Mishael turned his head and dropped his gaze, his eyelashes quivered as his tears fell. His dry lips looked desolate.
Then there was something that caught my ear.
Who will discipline my child?
I felt anxious.
Now I couldn’t stimulate Mishael like I did before, neither with my hands nor with my mouth. Then…
‘There is only one way.’
Is it really necessary to go that far?
Yes.
On the other hand, well, I was getting impatient down there.
I’m curious about that…
I may be inexperienced with Lionella’s body, but I’m not entirely ignorant of these things. I’ve already seen that innocent beauty blush twice today due to his arousal, and I’ve observed and even tasted a big d*ck that I’ve never seen in my entire life, past or present.
‘Anyway, the person I’m going to marry will be taken in by the family1it actually said 데릴사위, which refers to a traditional Korean marriage custom where a husband lives with his wife’s parents in their home, avoiding sending the newlywed daughter to her husband’s house, so I don’t need to maintain my chastity. As for the Church… they only caution against excessive s*xual activities, and do not view s*x itself as sinful.’
The problem lies solely in Mishael’s austere and composed nature in the original, ‘Wildflowers.’
But if Mishael, due to his terminal illness, suffers and cannot fulfill his duties properly, and is persecuted even in the Holy Kingdom… what kind of ‘faithful adaptation’ is this?
“Yes, Mishael.”
After a long rationalization, I hesitated and called Mishael. With a face full of pain, he couldn’t properly respond with his voice, so he replied with his eyes.
“Well… there is a way I can help you that’s comfortable for me… although it might make you uncomfortable.”
“Ah, a more comfortable way for you?”
As expected, the caring Mishael immediately showed concern as soon as he noticed that I was having a hard time.
“But, if you say it’s uncomfortable…”
“Mishael. Well, don’t think too deeply, okay?”
“Yes.”
“S*xual intercourse is normally… the union of two g*nitals, right?”
Yes, Mishael nodded with a blushing face. Perhaps because he had experienced too much shock today, that he didn’t seem to be surprised anymore.
“Usually, when a man’s p*nis gets this hard, it’s because of divine providence that he needs to have s*x to get rid of it.”
I reassured Mishael using the expression ‘divine providence’.
“So… this is not irresponsible intercourse that you or I engage in simply for the sake of pleasure. It’s just for the most effective treatment of the symptoms caused by your chronic illness.”
“If that’s the case…”
“Just endure a little longer. I will take care of everything for you.”
After saying that, I reached under my dress and swiftly removed my panties and undergarments. Mishael’s eyes widened as he noticed the white stockings clinging to my ankles.
His already hard, ugly thing twitched once more.
“Ah, Miss, um, what are you doing…”
“Don’t worry. Well, it’s my first time too……. Self-indulgence in the pursuit of pleasure, well, it’s not like that, so god will forgive you, maybe…….”
I rambled on like that, climbing up onto a chair, and placing Mishael’s thighs between my knees. His n*ked p*nis was entirely concealed by the hem of my dress. As I slipped my hand underneath, Mishael’s p*nis filled my hand. Instinctively knowing what was about to happen, viscous prec*m started to ooze out again.
Carefully lowering my hips, I matched my v*lva with the tip of Mishael’s p*nis and moved back and forth a few times. The sticky prec*m that had gathered at his opening smeared my l*bia.
“Ah, Miss…”
“Mmm…”
The whole time, I tried to soothe Mishael with my hand and mouth, but perhaps I became quite excited as well. Just the act of stroking his p*nis was enough to make the deepest parts beneath my navel tremble. Before I knew it, my engorged cl*t was emitting waves of pleasure every time it brushed against Mishael’s gl*ns. Vaginal fluid leaked out from the inside, and his tip and my l*bia gradually rubbed against each other.
I never expected Lionella’s first time to be like this.
“M-Mishael, don’t be too shocked.”
I slid my hand down to touch his crotch. Although we were only touching each other, there was already a significant pressure.
Well, that’s no surprise given how thick Mishael’s c*ck is.
“Miss, so, right now….”
“Yeah. I’m going to put yours inside me. It’s the will of the gods, and this time it’s going to be all right.”
“But, what if…my c*ck is unnecessarily big and it hurts you too much…”
Hmm…what? It sounded like something was off for a moment, but I ignored it.
Could I have misheard? It was hard to imagine such vulgar words coming from this pure face.
Above all, I was too excited to worry about that kind of thing.
Will I ever have another day with a man this big?
Instead of spending a lifetime wondering about the rice cake in front of me, it might be better to taste it once and long for it for the rest of my life t. It was an irrational thought, but I was so aroused that I considered it a logical judgment.
“Mishael, I’m fine, so just think about yourself. As a faithful priest, you can’t afford to show any disgrace in this place, right?”
“But…will it really be alright?”
“It’s okay. This isn’t because you lack self-control; it’s just a symptom. We’re trying to treat it according to divine providence.”
“If you say so, Miss…”
Seeing Mishael reluctantly accept, I took a deep breath and slowly lowered my hips.
“Hnngh…”
No, that’s what I intended…
It was just the tip of his c*ck, but…it felt like my entrance was opened to its limit like someone was forcing it open. The inserted d*ck seems to be stuck, it was difficult down there, and it was hard to breathe because of the pain.
Perhaps the pain was clearly showing on my face. Mishael, who was looking at me, became teary-eyed.
“Miss, I’m… I’m fine!”
“Oh, no. Stay still.”
Once I started, I couldn’t back down. Holding Mishael’s shoulders, I slowly, little by little, took deep breaths and descended. Somehow, it felt like that monstrous, fleshy pillar pulsating within me grew even larger, but I had no way to accurately judge that. Little by little, painstakingly, as I went down, his thick and swollen tip faithfully expanded inside me.
My widely stretched hole was throbbing painfully. I didn’t even know how I was managing to breathe amidst the incessant pain.
Despite trying not to show it, my forehead involuntarily wrinkled, and my trembling lips were difficult to control. Mishael’s face, as he looked at me, became increasingly blurry.
“Miss…”
I didn’t even have the words to reassure him, instead, I completely immersed myself in accepting him as deeply as possible. Perhaps it was because the pain was worse than I had imagined, but I didn’t even notice if I was properly wet down there… But once I started, I couldn’t go back.
‘To experience my first time in such a difficult way…’
In the meantime, as she delved deeper, Mishael’s thing began to feel even more difficult. Just to make sure, I felt beneath me and, as expected, his pillar is still only halfway in.
Wow, it’s really big.
I wondered if the original Mishael had a hard time dealing with this alone because he couldn’t bear to show it to his beloved.
“How is it, Mishael?”
“That… ugh, I don’t know.”
“Yeah, okay… I’ll move slowly.”
“Are you… sure?”
“Yeah.”
I gently tapped Mishael’s shoulder with a bright smile to reassure him, then started moving slowly. Slowly lifting my hips up until the tip of his p*nis touched my entrance, I left it there for a moment before slowly lowering myself.
It wasn’t exactly what I wanted, with my insides so tight and my pelvis couldn’t spread open naturally like someone had just forced my pelvis apart, but…… I had a sense of Mission here.
The only way I was going to make Mishael, who couldn’t consider this pleasure, cum was to give him unbearable pleasure.
If I repeated this a few more times, slowly, I would adapt… So when my inner walls became slippery again, even though Mishael didn’t know it, the p*nis in question would faithfully respond and reach it’s climax.
That way, I continued the slow back-and-forth motion, clearly feeling the presence of that withdrawing blade, filling my insides as if I were disassembling them. Looking down for a moment, Mishael’s face… as always, it was flushed bright red. Even while he was making a subtle expression as if he was worried about me, a gentle wave flowed across his face as if some kind of sensation was gradually building up.
Is there any response at all…
With that thought in mind, I lifted my hips again, barely managing to settle back down on top of him as I felt myself splitting once more. After a few more back-and-forth motions, Mishael suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist and looked at me with an uneasy expression on his face.
“M-Miss, just wait a moment…”
Khk, Mishael put strength in his arms and pulled my waist toward him. He buried his face in my cleavage as it rose above the neckline of my dress.
“…Huh.”
A lukewarm sensation flowed inside me, accompanied by his raspy groan stifled in his throat. What had been buried inside me finally reached its peak.
“Uh, Miss… This is so…”
I wondered if the slow back-and-forth motion was intense for someone like Mishael who wasn’t used to it. After all, for someone as big as Mishael, it might be too cramped and unstimulating unlike for others.
Unable to move for a while, Mishael stayed still with his head against my chest, only taking shallow breaths.
“Are you… okay?”
“…Yes. I… are you… okay?”
“Yeah, then. Well done.”
“Um… I hurt you and I… defiled you…”
“Eh, what does that mean, between us.”
“Us, between… us?”
“I told you. I can do anything for you, as long as you don’t forget about it.”
Because Parma will always be behind you… I comforted him, reiterating the words that I used to brainwash him since my childhood.
Fortunately, it didn’t take too long. It might sound like a lie if I say I feel no regret, but it really hurt. Besides, thankfully, Mishael’s thing didn’t er*ect again the moment I slipped away from him.
It was worth the effort.
Just that alone made my heart feel lighter. Embracing his head, I repeatedly caressed Mishael’s silver hair as if to reassure him.
“Miss.”
“Yeah?”
Mishael softly murmured, still burying his face in my chest. His rough breath, showed no signs of calming down, whether due to embarrassment or shock.
“…I guess you were right, Miss.”
“Oh?”
“The situation was resolved quickly like this… It seems like it’s divine providence.”
“Yeah, that’s right…”
It was a strained, self-serving logic I tried to use to solve everything comfortably, but Mishael seemed to be taken by the phrase ‘divine providence’ like a faithful cardinal. I was relieved. If by any chance Mishael had shown disapproval of today’s events, it could have suddenly led to a religious trial ending that mocked the monastery.
“As expected, Miss, you’re always right…”
When Mishael said that, his arms squeezed my waist once again. It was an overwhelming embrace, as if he were imprinting the feel of my br*asts on his cheeks and the outline of my body in his arms.
Surely, that couldn’t be his intention.
“You’re the only one I have, after all, Miss.”
Somehow, those words sounded odd, but I brushed off Mishael’s self-justification who was embarrassed by what happened between us today.