It was a quite adorable body that acted like it was the first time whenever he touched it. Despite her lower part already being wet and dripping, the way she reflexively closed her legs when his fingers touched her was initially annoying but now seemed cute.

“You need to open them, Miss Heich.”

“B-but, hah……”

While gently coaxing her and rolling her cl*toris, all the clothes draped over the woman’s body fell off. Annelie Heich looked down at her now n*ked body and her face turned bright red.

Thinking about it, except for their first lovemaking, Elroy had never completely undressed when having relations with Annelie. Generally, Annelie was the only one who ended up completely n*ked. Rather than doing it deliberately, it was more that he didn’t want to waste time undressing himself. Undressing Annelie was an enjoyable time, but the time he’d spend undressing himself felt like a waste.

“…It’s unfair.”

Hearing that whisper, Elroy, who had been squeezing her br*asts until they spilled between his fingers, laughed softly. Soon, he whispered in Annelie’s ear something he had said before.

“Then undress me.”

“……”

“Why. You did it well before.”

In truth, even then, it was closer to Elroy undressing himself than Annelie undressing him. Knowing this, Elroy continued teasingly.

“Can’t do it now?”

The moment he let out those provocative words, Annelie Heich clumsily pulled at the front of the uniform he was wearing. Elroy willingly let himself be pulled along by the unexpected movement.

“…You, you think I can’t?”

The woman, who spoke boldly like on the first day, began to undo the buttons one by one with trembling hands. He liked how clumsy she looked. It made her whisper that he was her first man feel truly real. It felt like he could believe it with peace of mind.

“Hah.”

Each time Annelie undid a button, Elroy pushed one finger into her inner wall. He gently pushed and touched the fluttering folds. With his palm, he pressed and rubbed against her cl*toris. Elroy now knew too well which spots made Annelie more sensitive. Each time he moved his hand, Annelie’s head trembled intermittently and tilted backward.

“……”

Even while being tormented like that, Annelie didn’t stop unbuttoning his uniform while looking at him with reddened eyes. Elroy barely resisted the urge to kiss her prim-looking eyes.

“Ha, hngh……”

The moment the uniform slid off Elroy’s body with a rustling sound, water also dripped onto the studio floor with a plop. It was the juices flowing from inside Annelie’s wet body. The moment he saw the woman’s face instantly color with embarrassment, Elroy didn’t hesitate to push his painfully aroused body into Nelie.

“Ah, aah!”

“…Ha, Annelie Heich.”

Although he entered after making her sufficiently wet, the woman’s body was always tight, and his c*ck was excessively large. Thanks to that, he always liked how it strongly pressed and squeezed him.

“Despite doing it so much, you’re still tight.”

“D-don’t say……”

“…I understand, I won’t.”

After all, he had promised not to do or say anything the woman didn’t want during their relationship. Still, he couldn’t control himself from thrusting into her inner walls with all his might and pushing himself in.

“Ah, aaah……”

Elroy buried himself in the woman who was trembling finely and crying in climax, and felt the stars in his head blinking and cheering. It was a brilliantly hot sensation. When he persistently caressed her sensitive spots, her inner walls soon accepted him, dripping with fluid. Her sensitivity only continued to increase.

“Ah, uh, ungh!”

The woman, who had been crying wildly, suddenly turned her gaze to the pigments placed on the windowsill of the studio. Elroy could see her previously dazed focus momentarily returning in surprise.

“W-wait a moment. Just a moment……”

“Why?”

“The pigment merchant is supposed to come again this afternoon……”

Was that so? Come to think of it, there did seem to be some items left unchosen in the morning.

“We can postpone it.”

“Ah, ungh!”

“I’ll send a telegram.”

“Y-you need to send it now……”

“I said I will.”

Elroy gently whispered while grasping the br*asts that had been rubbing against his ribcage. Once again, heated moans flowed into his ears, melting them.

“I’ll do it just once, then send it right away.”

“Huh, hngh, ah, hah!”

“Really, just once.”

Annelie’s eyes became prim. It was a look of someone who knew well that their lovemaking wouldn’t end with just once. Elroy looked up at her, laughed softly, and kissed her.

“I promise.”

Annelie’s eyes wavered upon hearing those words. Elroy smiled while watching her eyes shake enough to create ripples in his chest. His chest tingled with the feeling of having grasped the woman’s weakness.

‘There’s no point in hiding from the pigment merchant anyway.’

The woman still wouldn’t know. What rumors the pigment and art supply merchants who come and go here spread to their socialite customers.

And what Professor Mayhew, who is also acquainted with his grandmother, whispers to his grandmother every time she visits the Tevant’s ducal mansion. What kind of predicament he avoids and what benefits he gains through her.

‘It seems the Duke of Tevant has finally taken a mistress.’

And a commoner mistress at that.

When that rumor first began to spread in society, Elroy controlled the newspapers to prevent articles from being published and kept Nelie’s identity secret. It was an unusual measure compared to times when he normally allowed the media to talk about whatever they wanted and create scandals linking him with someone under the pretext of freedom of expression.

The newspapers didn’t strongly resist, half because there had been a time when Elroy had tolerated whatever lowly gossip they wrote about him, and half because they knew and feared what would happen if the Tevant ducal family decided to take action.

Sometimes when the woman felt burdened by what he offered, he impulsively wanted to tell her about the rumors outside. He thought that if she knew and accepted that she was a mistress, she might straightforwardly accept what he gave her.

However, at the end of such repeated thoughts, his conclusion was always the opposite.

‘She doesn’t need to know.’

Whatever rumors spread outside, Annelie doesn’t know about them. Elroy also knew that it wasn’t good to let such rumors reach a woman who knew nothing. It was also his last remaining conscience.

Since he was setting her up as a substitute mistress as he pleased, he had the conscience to at least want the person concerned not to know about it. And the desire to prevent her identity from being revealed and her name being casually passed around by others, given her foolishly innocent nature.

In fact, imagining people who didn’t know Annelie gossiping about her made him feel quite unpleasant. Considering how he himself had appeared in gossip magazines, Annelie would be talked about by others to an even greater extent.

Despite the fact that he had caused her to be treated that way, Elroy swallowed his saliva, disliking it.

‘…What should I do.’

Sometimes he thought about just honestly saying it with his own mouth. Since things had come to this, wouldn’t she stay by his side? If she truly became his mistress, he would treat her well so she wouldn’t feel neglected.

“Ah, ungh……”

But when he heard the woman’s sweet crying voice, the desire to ask such a thing faded. He had a certain kind of conviction.

A conviction that this occasionally stubborn and brazen woman wouldn’t cry for him like this under him even after hearing those words.

So, Elroy once again postponed what he needed to say and delved deeper into the woman.

“Ungh… ngh!”

“I’ve noticed this before… but you cry too often, Miss Heich.”

“I’m not… I’m not crying……”

The woman’s moist moan returned to his playful words. Elroy kneaded the br*ast he had been holding as if playing with it. The br*ast that had been slightly insufficient to fill his hand when first touched now had enough flesh to spill between his fingers. Whether it was because she had gained weight from eating well or because he had stimulated her by touching her at all times was unknown.

“Huh, ungh……”

When he pressed the pink peak at the end after mashing the soft dough-like flesh with his fingers, the woman’s waist trembled and she cried more sweetly. Each time the tightness of the inner walls holding his c*ck became stronger, Elroy exhaled deep sighs and buried his head in the woman’s nape.

Even though she had likely bathed in the morning, the woman’s nape carried an addictive scent of pigment. Although it was a smell he would normally frown upon, Elroy became aroused simply because it came from her.

‘Just a little more.’

Even if he told the truth someday, just a little more like this.

When he pushed himself in more with such greed, Annelie Heich’s mouth opened like a small cave. Elroy licked the saliva flowing from there with his tongue and soon swallowed her sweet lips. When the time came, he would have to give her whatever she needed. That much would have to be done to compensate.

So that’s why he said:

“If that’s what you want, Annelie Heich.”

“Ah, uh… ungh!”

“I’ll do everything I can for you.”

So you should do the same for me. Kiss me when I want, smile at me when I want. And open your body like this too. And also…

Swallowing the words he couldn’t say, Elroy looked into the woman’s wavering eyes.

For now, he didn’t want to leave this terribly soft place.