Chapter 2.1 – When Told Not to Run, It’s Only Human Nature to Do So

Morning.

Considering how much she’d drunk the night before, it was almost miraculous that Olivia had no hangover, but her eyes were so swollen she could barely open them. More than anything, she was desperately thirsty. Just as she sensed someone nearby, Olivia reached out, assuming it was a maid with her wash water.

“Waaater…”

Her body was gently lifted upright. Then, a large hand brought a glass to her lips. Up to this point, she noticed nothing odd, but as the cool water slid down her throat and her mind cleared, memories of the previous night flashed before her eyes.

Leaving the banquet hall with Eloin, speaking informally to him while drunk, kissing him, and then…

Olivia’s face flushed so red it felt like it might explode.

“There’s no need for me to explain what happened, is there?”

Eloin used a damp cloth to wipe the sleep from her eyelashes. Now that her vision had cleared, his already handsome face looked even more striking after the night. The veins on his pale forehead stood out for a moment.

“You look well this morning.”

“Thanks to you.”

Eloin naturally leaned in to claim her lips, as if they really were lovers. With his eyes lowered and his face looking languid, he was dangerously attractive, but Olivia firmly reached out and pressed her hand over his tempting lips.

“Yes, we did sleep together last night. Pretending to be lovers didn’t work out, but just because we did it once doesn’t mean our relationship has suddenly changed.”

One dark eyebrow rose in clear displeasure.

“Once?”

“Do you really have to count… Let’s just call it one night, then.”

“Would we become something special if we did it again?”

“Well…”

Would it? That was something she couldn’t say right now. All Olivia could think about was resting. Thanks to the Holy Kingdom’s healing potion, her body wasn’t sore, but she felt weighed down by a strange fatigue.

But Eloin’s temple began to twitch. Sensing danger, Olivia quickly added,

“I’ll think about it, given time. We shouldn’t rush into a relationship, right…?”

So, for now, just let her go home. Olivia’s sparkling gaze met Eloin’s subdued one. At that very moment, the chamberlain knocked on the bedroom door.

– Your Majesty, the morning council is scheduled.

Perfect timing! Olivia beamed and patted Eloin’s shoulder.

“Hurry and go. You can’t neglect state affairs, right? Hmm?”

He still looked dissatisfied, but with his tight schedule, Eloin had no choice but to move. After finally getting him out, Olivia stood up to get dressed, only to realize with a flush that thin fluids were slowly trickling down between her legs.

“I… I need to wash up, first…”

Well, when else would she ever get to use the Emperor’s bath? Trying to think positively, Olivia opened the door—only to come face-to-face with the mirror.

The moment she let the blanket wrapped around her body fall to the floor, she gasped and rushed to the mirror.

“Why did he have to leave so many marks all over?”

From her neck, shoulders, chest, and stomach, to even her sides, she was covered in messy marks. There were even some stamped along her inner thighs. The possessive, obsessive marks left Olivia’s face pale. Old memories resurfaced.

“…Some things never change, after all…”

“What doesn’t?”

Gasp! Olivia clutched her chest in shock. Thankfully, the person reflected in the mirror was just Eloin, leaning casually against the door frame with his arms crossed. Even so, her arms didn’t drop from where they were covering her.

“You scared me! Wh-what about your meeting?”

Instead of answering, Eloin leisurely closed the bathroom door behind him, slipping off the robe he’d thrown on. While not as marked as Olivia, his shoulders and neck were also covered in bite marks and scratches.

‘D-did I do that?’

She may not have been in her right mind, but leaving marks on the Emperor’s body could be seen as treason if discovered. He’d told her to bite, but still, the class system was a mess—anyway, it happened. As Olivia’s gaze dropped, she caught sight of an intimidating area.

“…!”

Why was he standing there, his lower abdomen looking so thick and angry, as if he had to hold it in place with his hand?

“It’s because of this. The meeting can wait a bit.”

Eloin, not the least bit embarrassed, ran his hand along the twitching thing as he approached.

‘So that’s what was inside me… My goodness.’

Only now did Olivia realize the true cause of last night’s pain, and she let out a small, involuntary squeak. As he came closer, she instinctively stepped back. If she hadn’t seen it, maybe she could have ignored it, but now that she had, she didn’t want to accept something like that inside her again.

But even the Emperor’s bathroom had its limits. Eventually, Olivia stumbled against the tub, and Eloin, patient as ever, caught her in a tight embrace.

Naturally, his manhood pressed between their bellies. The hot, throbbing sensation made Olivia’s stomach flutter.

Then, while holding her close, Eloin asked,

“Does it disgust you?”

“W-what?!”

No matter what, Olivia wasn’t the kind of person to say, “Your thing is gross!” to someone’s face. Besides, she may have wanted to run away because it was overwhelming, but it definitely felt good.

“N-no, it’s just… you’re so big, I was surprised… Are all men like this?”

Olivia stammered, nearly in tears. The stormy clouds on Eloin’s face cleared, and after quietly chuckling for a while, he whispered right in her ear,

“That’s not the case.”

He knew how ticklish Olivia was. As expected, she shivered at the sensation spreading down her neck, but Eloin didn’t move his lips away from her ear.

“I’ll reach deeper than anyone else.”

At those words, Olivia’s body, remembering last night’s pleasure, trembled. She felt a sudden heat below.

She pretended to brace her legs, but Eloin wasn’t fooled. He easily nudged her legs apart with his knee, and as he traced his own mark mixed with her fluids, he teased in a warning tone,

“So don’t even think about going to another man.”

Was it his words that made Olivia’s expression twist, or was it his fingers suddenly invading her and playing inside?

“Hng!”

Eloin supported her with one arm as she wobbled, continuing to caress her. Her still-soft inner walls accepted his hand without resistance. The more he stirred and rubbed, the louder the lewd, wet sounds grew.

“Liv.”

“Ah, ah! Hng!”

He hadn’t spent all that time exploring her body last night for nothing. When he pressed and rubbed a pleasure spot deep inside, Olivia’s hands lost all strength as she tried to push him away.

Her cheeks turned bright red. Eloin, gazing at her with possessive eyes, soon lowered his head and swallowed her swollen, tight lips.

The bathroom filled with the wet sounds echoing up from their bodies. As his fingers scissored and stretched her inner walls, Olivia pounded on Eloin’s shoulder with muffled moans.

“Mm-mm!”

Eloin chuckled softly and hugged Olivia tighter. She seemed to be hitting him with feeling, but how could such soft hands have any impact? Her hands were so small and gentle, he wondered if anyone could be this cute.

Worried her soft hands might get hurt, he playfully withdrew his fingers from her entrance. Instead, he lifted her slightly and positioned his manhood between her legs.

His hot shaft rubbed against her, stimulating her from her cl*toris all the way down to her perineum. The entrance, already loosened by his fingers, clung to his length and dripped clear fluid.

“Ha…”

The pleasure shot up to the top of his head, making Eloin let out a hot sigh. After pausing for a moment, he began to move his hips quickly.

Thrust, thrust, thrust!

Their lower bodies collided with force. Dark and light pubic hair tangled together, and her fluids became the perfect lubricant, making his movements even faster.

“Ah, ah! Ah, hng!”

Even while pressed tight in Eloin’s arms, Olivia’s whole body shook with each collision of their hips. Her chest rubbed against his firm, smooth body, sending shivers down her spine. And then, from below, the pleasure rose up and swallowed her whole. It was because her cl*toris was being stimulated by his entire length, from tip to base.

“Ha, ah…!”

Finally, Olivia cl*maxed, biting down on Eloin’s chest, her body trembling. The shudders deep inside were transmitted directly to his manhood.

His blue eyes darkened as if they’d lost all light. He scattered kisses like raindrops from her forehead down to her shoulders, then turned her body so she was braced against the mirror.

“It’s all right to put it in now, right?”

To keep her from collapsing, Eloin wrapped both arms around her waist and chest. With him covering her from behind, it looked like a male mounting a female, and Olivia quickly averted her gaze.

But below, it was even more indecent. She saw, as if she herself had a manhood, his shaft pressed tightly between her legs, slowly parting her entrance and disappearing inside.

“Hng…!”

Unable to bear the embarrassment, Olivia squeezed her eyes shut. From behind, Eloin’s sharp intake of breath was audible.

“Relax, Liv.”

“Don’t… lick… me…! Hng.”

Olivia couldn’t understand her own body. Just from Eloin licking her from back to neck, her tension melted and a languid moan slipped from her lips. As he entered her more slowly than before, she found herself wanting him even deeper, despite feeling so full.

The moment she realized this, she understood. She could never go back to who she was before last night.

She’d been devoured—by this man, whose gaze never left her face in the mirror.

‘Scary.’

That thought flashed through her mind. But her body disagreed. Her belly ached for him to thrust hard, and helpless moans escaped her lips.

“Ah, hng, Loin…”

Just then, an awkward cough came from outside the bathroom. It was the chamberlain again.

– Your Majesty. Forgive me, but the ministers have all arrived.

“I’ll be right there.”

At his reply, Eloin’s manhood slid in completely. His pelvic bone smacked her soft bottom with a sharp sound.

“Mm!”

Olivia bit down on her lips to keep from making a sound. The thought that all the palace staff outside could hear this made her so embarrassed she wanted to die.

She’d bitten so hard her lips went white, and Eloin clicked his tongue. Then, his fingers slipped between her clenched teeth.

“Don’t hurt yourself—bite this instead.”

Now, even supporting Olivia with just one arm, Eloin showed no sign of strain. As he leisurely rotated his hips, she could feel herself being stirred up inside. The fingers she was told she could bite were teasing her tongue as if kissing.

“Open your eyes, Liv.”

“Hng, mm….”

A low command fell on Olivia, who had closed her eyes again, but she only let out faint, blurred moans and desperately shook her head. The people reflected in the mirror felt unfamiliar. Herself, sucking on Eloin’s fingers, and Eloin, his eyes red-rimmed as he endured the pleasure, both looked like strangers.

“Look at me.”

Eloin turned Olivia’s chin toward him. As she lifted her eyelids, soaked with tears from the overwhelming sensations, an almost dangerously handsome face was right in front of her.

“My Liv.”

Only when their eyes met did the deep crease between his brows disappear. He withdrew his fingers and gently swallowed her parted lips. Slowly, as if conveying his heart, his tongue moved.

But Olivia couldn’t really feel it. Unlike the soft, confessional movement of his tongue, below he was thrusting in deep and fast, giving her no time to close up.