Chapter 11. The Duchess Wants To

Knock knock.

Kais, sitting at his desk in the study, turned his head toward the sound of tapping on the window. Outside the window, Lariella was hopping up and down, tapping on the glass.

What adorable and peculiar behavior was this?

Kais grinned as he approached the window and flung it wide open.

“The door seems to be over there. Have you perhaps lost your way, wife?”

He leaned his body out through the window and grabbed the back of Lariella’s head, planting kisses on her soft cheeks and forehead.

Just as he was about to take a bite of her prettily smiling lips, Lariella brought both hands out from behind her back and shouted loudly.

“Kais, I love you!”

Her hands held an armful of fully bloomed crimson flowers.

What was this situation suddenly?

Kais maintained his kissing posture with a dumbfounded expression for a moment.

“This! It’s the latia I grew! The flowers finally bloomed! My goodness, this is the first time I’ve seen such a slow and sluggish latia. I think it must take after its seed’s owner. I was worried the flowers would never bloom and was considering confessing with just the leaves. But when I went to the garden just now, they had bloomed so magnificently overnight. I think they bloomed late because they wanted to bloom so splendidly. Aren’t they beautiful? And the fragrance is so wonderful. Here, smell them, Kais.”

The face smiling behind the red flowers was dazzling.

Kais watched Lariella chattering away with a broad smile, his expression neither smiling nor frowning but ambiguous. Then suddenly, he slipped his hands under her armpits and lifted her up.

“Oh, Kais. Mmph……”

Kais pulled her onto the windowsill and crushed her in his embrace, frantically sucking her lips and exploring her mouth. Her lips, redder than flower petals, crumpled between Kais’s lips, and their tongues became wildly entangled.

Kais bit her small tongue, which might smell of flowers, and sucked it in deeply. Sweet saliva seeped out abundantly like honey hidden in a flower, moistening his lips.

“Mmm, ah……, Kais.”

Lariella’s slender arms wrapped around his firm neck. The crimson latia flowers that had fallen from her hands scattered from the windowsill to the study floor, spreading their intense fragrance.

Kais put his arm under Lariella’s knees and lifted her in one swift motion. Even during this, his tongue remained deeply embedded between her lips, wildly exploring her mouth.

With their lips still pressed together, Kais strode forward and placed Lariella on the large desk. Then he continued to lick her lips and suck her tongue while holding her tightly without the slightest gap.

When Kais finally separated his lips after passionately exploring her mouth for a long time, his eyes were bloodshot. Lariella was startled and cupped his face with both hands.

“Kais, what’s wrong?”

“That…… that was love, Lariella.”

He muttered in a choked voice and slowly knelt on one knee at Lariella’s feet.

Sitting on the high desk, her feet dangled without touching the floor. Kais took her right foot, removed her shoe, and held it preciously with both hands. His gesture looked almost reverent, like a saint handling holy water.

Kais lowered his face and kissed the top of her small foot. Then he moved up, kissing her ankle, calf, and knee meticulously.

“How foolish I’ve been…… not even knowing the name of this emotion…… until now……”

He continued speaking intermittently, now removing Lariella’s left shoe and kissing the top of her foot, ankle, and calf in turn, all wrapped in white stockings.

Her dress rolled up as his lips traveled upward, revealing bare thighs above the knee-high stockings. Still kneeling, Kais slid his lips to the inside of Lariella’s thighs.

“Mmm, Kais, hah, someone might see. Stop.”

“Let them see. Let them know clearly. Who is the woman who has brought Duke Kais Elmano to his knees.”

Kais sank his teeth into the soft inside of her thigh and sucked hard, leaving a red mark. After creating several red flowers on both thighs alternately, he licked the center of Lariella’s underwear from bottom to top.

Her underwear, already wet and spread apart, quickly became stained a deeper color with the addition of saliva applied from the outside.

“Ah, Kais. That…… stop.”

But Kais’s fingers were already pushing aside the soaked underwear, and his tongue was plunging deep into the wet red hole.

Ten years ago, Kais had sat in this place with a stiff expression, only turning pages of documents. Now, he had placed Lariella here and was busy burying his head between her legs, sucking her wet p*ssy.

Lariella trembled her widely spread legs spasmodically and grabbed his black hair with both hands. Kais hoisted her two legs onto his shoulders and licked her wet p*ssy more voraciously.

“Aah, haah! Ah!”

Lariella, who had been trembling all over and clutching Kais’s head, threw her head back with a short scream. At the same time, her love juices burst out, thoroughly soaking Kais’s lips and chin.

Kais raised himself from the pulsating hole. His impeccably neat appearance contrasted with his lustfully relaxed gaze.

He threw off his jacket and unbuttoned his pants. His aroused c*ck was already poking its tip out before he could even lower his underwear.

Kais pulled down his pants and underwear to below his b*ttocks and stroked his ferociously swollen c*ck up and down. Then he positioned it against the hole he had been vigorously sucking and tensed his hips. The two g*nitals fit together perfectly, like finding their necessary match.

“Hah, Lariella. I love you.”

Kais confessed the name of that emotion he had belatedly learned while slowly moving his hips.

He had finally learned, one step behind again like a fool, that the name of this overwhelming and intense emotion was love.

“Hah, Kais. Me too, I love you too.”

The more Kais thrust his hips with thudding sounds, the more Lariella’s arms were pushed backward until she ended up completely lying down on the desk. She answered his confession of love while panting on her back.

“I love you, huh, ngh, I love you, Lariella.”

Kais moved his hips faster, holding Lariella’s slender thighs between his arms.

The wet slapping sounds of their groins meeting and the bursting moans lewdly filled the spaces between their tender confessions of love.

“I too…… love you, Kais. Haah!”

With those words, Lariella could speak no more. Because of Kais pulling her legs toward him while thrusting his hips, all Lariella could emit from her mouth were moans.

Kais pulled his hips all the way back and then thrust forcefully until the tip of his c*ck reached the innermost part of her hole. And he shook his hips mercilessly with the same intensity, thudding repeatedly.

“Haaah, aah, aah!”

Lariella screamed while scratching at the empty desk with her hands. Her dark golden hair, which had been neatly styled, was now disheveled on the brown desk.

“Kuk, kuhh! Ngh!”

Kais, who had been thrusting mercilessly, trembled his hips while deeply buried between Lariella’s legs. His forcefully ej*culated seed was filling Lariella’s hole.

After a moment, Kais pulled his still energetic c*ck out from between Lariella’s legs, though he had squeezed out every last drop.

He forcibly stuffed his not-fully-subsided c*ck back into his underwear, roughly fastened his pants, and covered the bulging front with the ends of his shirt. Then he rolled down Lariella’s dress, which had risen to her waist, wrapped his arms around her legs, and lifted her in his arms.

“Oh, Kais! Put me down. I’ll walk. I can walk.”

“No, Lariella. Your hole is full of my seed right now. If you walk like this, my seed will drip down your thighs and calves, dropping onto the floor, and the maids would have to follow behind you, wiping up the seed you’ve spilled on the floor. Would that be alright?”

After teasing her mischievously, Kais began striding forward with Lariella tightly held in his arms.

Being carried around like this repeatedly, not just once or twice, was undeniably embarrassing in front of the servants.

Lariella could only rest her head against Kais’s firm chest and hope that no servants would see them in this state before they reached the bedroom.

When Willis knocked on the study door with a box full of letters and invitations, there was no one inside. Only the wind blowing through the wide-open window and the last rays of the reddening sunlight filled the empty room.

Willis entered, organized the letters and invitations, and gathered the scattered crimson flowers from the floor to place in a vase. Then he dusted off Kais’s fallen jacket and hung it on a chair, and neatly placed a small pair of shoes that had lost their owner in one corner.

The empty study no longer seemed strange. For the past ten years, the master of Elmano Castle had been almost permanently attached to his study desk, but these days he spent more time locked in the bedroom than in the study.