As he abruptly lifted the saucer, the tea in the cup sloshed as if about to spill over.

Lariella’s heart sank along with it, and she unconsciously reached out to grab Kais’s wrist as he moved the teacup.

“W-wait a moment!”

Swallowing dry saliva, Lariella pointed to the teacup with her eyes and asked:

“That…… are you really going to throw it away?”

“Since I prepared it for you and you won’t drink it, of course I should.”

Even though he had appeared dressed as a servant, she hadn’t thought he would actually prepare the tea himself. She naturally assumed he had just carried what the staff had prepared.

But to think that he had gone to the kitchen for the first time in his life, personally selected each tea leaf, and carefully brewed it before bringing it here himself. The thought of sending him away without taking even a sip made Lariella feel very uncomfortable.

She had been determined not to easily fall for his tricks this time.

But her firmly made resolution was helplessly melting away at a cup of tea prepared by her beloved husband.

Eventually, Lariella even began to feel embarrassed, thinking she had been too harsh.

Well, what’s the big deal about playing along with his lover game?

After all, she bore much of the responsibility for Kais engaging in such strange behavior.

“Perhaps I’ve created a former lover?”

She was the one who had teased him with such words, and she was also the one who had chattered to him about how all the society ladies kept several lovers each.

And when else would she get the opportunity to have the Duke of Elmano serve as her servant?

Thinking about it that way, it seemed like it could be quite fun.

“Alright. Let’s do it.”

That was the answer Lariella finally gave after contemplating various angles while still holding his wrist.

“But not in the bedroom. Only while I’m here in the library.”

“Of course.”

Kais smiled brightly and politely placed the teacup saucer back in front of her, gladly accepting the condition she had set.

But Lariella’s conditions didn’t end there.

“And even as my lover, you’re still a servant, so you can’t touch my body without my permission.”

His hand paused in mid-air as if he hadn’t expected that, causing the teacup and saucer to clink together.

“I can’t touch you?”

Looking at Kais’s face that seemed to say this was absurd, Lariella added an even more stringent condition.

“Yes. The same goes for lips. And of course, no tongue either. If you can keep all these conditions, I’ll allow you to be my second lover.”

At her cute counterattack, Kais laughed out loud as if he’d been caught off guard.

After a good laugh, he bowed respectfully to Lariella, his new mistress.

“I understand. I promise not to touch you with my hands, lips, or tongue until you give permission.”

What could he possibly do if he couldn’t use his hands, lips, or tongue?

Having secured Kais’s promise, Lariella picked up the teacup with a satisfied expression.

The taste of the tea, carefully brewed with premium tea leaves, was truly exquisite. Lariella happily emptied the slightly cooled tea.

When she put down the empty teacup and looked up, Kais had picked up a pen from the side desk and was standing in front of her. The pen was a superior item with a brass nib and luxurious ostrich feather attached to it.

“What are you going to do with that?”

When Lariella tilted her head and asked, Kais answered respectfully:

“I’m going to do some transcription now.”

His answer was a bit strange.

There was no paper or ink on the desk.

“There’s no paper, so where are you going to transcribe to?”

When Lariella looked at him with puzzled eyes, the face that had been extremely respectful until just a moment ago now held a very lecherous smile.

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

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“Mmm, haaa……”

Lariella moaned and trembled all over.

When he said she would soon find out where he would transcribe, Kais was using not the pen nib but the luxurious ostrich feather to write passages from the book she had been reading all over her body.

It started with the back of her hand. Until then, it was just ticklish and fun. Soon it moved to her nape and shoulders, and the ticklishness gradually transformed into something sensual.

As her face reddened and her breathing grew heavier, Kais crawled under the desk. He slid his head beneath her dress, tracing her instep, ankle, and shin in turn, then persistently teased the sensitive skin of her inner thigh with a feather. Unable to endure the sensual tickling, Lariella pulled her legs onto the chair and eventually climbed onto the desk.

Kais emerged from beneath it and lifted the hem of her dress as she lay prone.

“Didn’t you say you could endure this much?”

As he spoke, he mercilessly tickled the back of Lariella’s fair thighs and b*ttocks with the feather.

“Ah, mmng, uh, hnngh!”

A loud moan burst from between her red lips.

Lariella wiggled her bottom, not even realizing she was in the indecent position of supporting herself on the desk with her hands and knees.

Originally, she had good patience. When she had tickling contests with Murina, she always won.

So when Kais challenged that he would stop this mischievous prank if she could suppress her moans, she had confidently guaranteed she could endure it, but she was wrong. This was absolutely not something that could be overcome with patience or willpower.

No matter how much she tried to endure, whenever he swept the soft feather across various parts of her body, she helplessly moaned, and her bottom swayed of its own accord, regardless of its owner’s will.

“Haaa……”

Kais was suffering just as much as he watched the small undergarment covering Lariella’s p*ssy becoming increasingly wet with her love juices.

He wanted to tear off that piece of cloth right away. And he wanted to bury his head between her thighs and drink her dripping juices like nectar.

But even in this situation, he didn’t forget that he was now a servant who couldn’t do anything without his mistress’s permission.

“Your undergarment looks very wet. Isn’t it uncomfortable? Shall I remove it for you?”

While asking this, Kais swept the feather lengthwise over the damp center part of her undergarment.

Lariella had been twisting her waist and letting out faint moans as the feather moved, but when he persistently rubbed her cl*toris with the quill, she writhed with her whole body and let out a loud moan.

“Uh, unng! Haahngh!”

“So it is uncomfortable. I’ll remove it right away.”

Kais pretended to interpret her moan as an answer and quickly removed the small undergarment stretched across her groin.

Haa, d*mn it!

He immediately muttered a curse.

To have that pretty pink hole right in front of his eyes, that lewd hole twitching as if begging to be filled, and not be able to touch it with his hands, lips, or tongue. This was the most severe t*rture among tortures.

His c*ck was already fully er*ect, screaming to be released from the cramped confines of his pants, and excitement surged to the top of his head, making his entire body boil with heat.

Barely holding onto the edge of his reason that seemed about to fly away at any moment, Kais desperately pleaded with Lariella, his only salvation and his only mistress.

“Haa, madam. Please, please give me permission.”

Lariella, who had been crawling across the desk as he continuously prodded and tickled her with the feather, looked back at the desperate, breathless voice.

Though his neck was flushed bright red with excitement, Kais was not touching her arbitrarily or pressing his lips against her improperly; as promised, he was waiting only for her permission.

The man who had appeared dressed as a servant and brazenly asked to be taken as her second lover, who had acted shamelessly when she said no hands, lips, or tongue by pointing out she hadn’t forbidden feathers—to think he now looked so adorable that she couldn’t help but smile. It seemed she had fallen for this man, and fallen hard.