Kaiden saw the princess’s jewel-like eyes, gleaming white in the sunlight streaming through the window, and the eyelashes that covered them. He could see those translucent eyelashes trembling in the light. From a closer distance than ever before.

His gaze naturally drifted downward. To her parted, plump lips and the pink tongue between them. Soft and glossy, parted towards him.

‘Ah.’

Kaiden squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head to cover Dana’s lips with his own.

“Mmph.”

A ‘dang’ sound rang out as multiple piano keys were struck at once. It was the sound of Dana’s fingers unknowingly striking the keys that had been beneath them. Like her dazed mind, it was a melody of several high notes chaotically mixed together. It rang out suddenly and sharply, like impulse or confusion.

Kaiden reached out and grabbed the back of Dana’s neck as she reflexively tried to pull away. He pulled her retreating waist closer with his arm. He held her in his embrace until her chest was completely pressed against his, and devoured her lips. Dana was trapped in his arms with her head tilted completely back as her lips were sucked and consumed.

His tongue pushed between her parted lips. The princess’s lips, overwhelmed by his tyrannical invasion, were cold and soft. They were so soft they felt like they would melt in his mouth and against his tongue.

Due to his overflowing desire, her lips felt too small to consume and her mouth felt too narrow. A restrained breath escaped as his tongue entwined with hers. The thick saliva made wet sounds with the movement of their tongues. The sounds echoed repeatedly from where they were connected.

The heat from his lips transferred to the princess’s cold ones. More. He wanted to fill her mouth and its depths with his heat. He wanted to make this indifferent and cold princess as hot as him. He sucked and pulled at her retreating tongue as if to devour it, conquering her entire mouth with his tongue.

Each breath he took was filled with a wonderful scent. His excitement surged. To think this was the princess’s scent. That he was tasting her lips, breathing in her scent. More. He wanted to drink in more. He buried his face against her until his nose bridge pressed into her skin, drinking in her lips and scent.

‘Ah, how dare I.’

He was touching the princess he dared not touch. He was entering the princess he could never reach. With each stroke of his tongue, the princess was letting out moans.

“Mmph, mmph…”

Dana clenched her fists and hit Kaiden repeatedly. To Kaiden, they were very weak hits and too mild a punishment to stop an aroused beast. They almost felt like urgent pleading.

In the end, such weak touches couldn’t stop an excited beast. Kaiden felt heat pooling below as he felt Dana. The heat that had built up while filling Dana’s mouth was all gathering below. As if preparing to reveal his built-up desire to Dana.

It felt like the base lust of someone who could never be noble would be exposed, unable to be hidden. It felt like he would imprint his ignoble and lowly nature, same as his birth, onto the princess.

‘Damn it.’

No.

To this pure woman who must have only waited for a noble union with an innocent heart, the desire of a beast in heat who had dreamed of coveting her for so long…

If she felt this heat too, the innocent princess would surely run away this time, startled as though she were burned. And so what stopped Kaiden was his lust that he feared letting the princess discover.

Kaiden desperately pulled his lips away from Dana. But until the end, he slowly pulled away while sucking on Dana’s tongue. Saliva connected their tongues as they parted.

Kaiden looked at Dana’s face while letting out rough breaths. Her eyes were opened as wide as they could possibly go. Her white, calm face was flushed red. Her reddened eyes were looking at him and her lips were completely wet with glistening saliva. She was taking rapid breaths, covered in both his and her fluids. The princess was caught in his arms, unable to hide her shock and agitation at all.

‘Ah.’

Kaiden lowered his gaze. So this was her face. When he tasted her lips, this was how the princess’s face would flush.

Dana’s chest, swollen from panting breaths, kept pressing against him. That heaving movement kept beating against his chest. Between their touching chests, he could feel a heartbeat. He couldn’t tell whose it was.

Panting for breath, Dana spoke in a trembling voice filled with confusion.

“Y-you shouldn’t make such sudden contact with a woman.”

Kaiden heard Dana’s trembling voice. So this was her voice. When he stole her breath, making her breathless.

Furrowing his brow to regain his senses, Kaiden whispered against Dana’s lips in a heated voice.

“Then what should I say before making contact?”

If this vulgar man wants to touch you in a way befitting you.

Dana couldn’t think clearly as all of this made her dizzy. The arms holding her tightly, the hot chest pressed against her, and the even hotter mouth…

Dana tried to gather her thoughts. She contemplated with hazy eyes before answering.

“T-tell them to close their eyes, perhaps.”

Dana saw Kaiden’s blue gaze lower again before meeting her eyes. His eyes appeared to be such a deep shade that their depth couldn’t be measured. Was it the color of an endless, unreachable night? Was that the color of the ocean’s depths that she had never seen and couldn’t imagine?

With eyes sunken with emotions of unfathomable depth that Dana couldn’t understand, fixed only on her, Kaiden said.

“Understood. Close your eyes.”

And once again lips covered lips.

Bang, once again the sound of tangled piano keys rang out. This time it was Kaiden’s elbow pressing several keys at once as he pulled Dana into his embrace. It was a chaotic melody of several low notes mixed together. Rather than impulse or confusion, it sounded like something suppressed finally bursting forth.

Kaiden could feel that Dana’s lips and mouth that he had tasted earlier were still thoroughly hot. But still. It felt far inadequate compared to his tongue and mouth that had heated up for the princess. Still more. The princess’s tongue needed to heat up and the princess’s saliva needed to boil.

Kaiden kept transferring his heat into her mouth while turning his head. He pressed his lips until they were completely crushed against hers and roughly devoured them. He bit desperately as if he needed to eat her right away. He sucked the saliva flowing between their lips before swallowing her lips again and inserting his tongue.

He wanted to suck and devour all of her softness and fragile delicateness that seemed like it would crumble. His head felt like it would burst. His reason, his heart. And from all of that, the heat gathering below.

‘Ah.’

No more.

Because it felt like he would completely crush the princess like this.

Feeling the tug below, Kaiden squeezed his eyes shut even tighter before opening them and pulling away from Dana. He pulled away from Dana’s lips that had been completely dominated while trapped by him with her head tilted back. When their lips parted, Dana also opened her tightly closed eyes.

Kaiden looked at Dana’s reddened eyes that looked like they would cry. Her flushed face, her lips that were red and swollen and glistening from his devouring, the pink tongue inside. Her disheveled hair that had come loose from his tight grip.

It was something he couldn’t dare imagine with his inadequate imagination, and was probably more fantastical than even a dream. Realizing that this was how he could shake the princess’s perfect appearance, Kaiden said.

“…I will learn the instrument from you, Your Highness.”

A large, hard hand wiped across her saliva-covered lips. Dana blinked repeatedly. Her long eyelashes trembled on her eyelids. The hand still tightly wrapped around her waist and the hand that had wiped her lips were hot. All of it felt like it would never unravel.

In his embrace that felt like she could never break free from, Dana answered without thinking, while wondering if this was alright.

“…Do that, then.”

Ha.

Along with the man’s hot breath, the hands that seemed like they would never let go of Dana finally pulled away. Her rapid breathing finally cleared. In that moment, Dana felt his touch slowly pulling away, stroking where they had been connected rather than immediately breaking contact. It felt almost like regret, like lingering attachment. Or.

Was it she herself who felt the regret?