5. Lead Us Not Into Temptation

It was the first time she had seen a p*nis in real life. A c*ck as thick as a child’s forearm was bobbing right in front of her.

When she read that description in a book, she thought it was nonsense. She dismissed it as a creative allowance, considering erotic novels were in the realm of fantasy.

‘Who would have thought a d*ck like that could actually exist?’

Her mouth fell open in shock. She hadn’t seen other c*cks, but she instinctively knew. The one in front of her was by no means an average size.

Just because it was large didn’t mean it looked grotesque. Somehow, even his c*ck was beautiful.

With a clean pink hue, its shape and thickness were flawless. As a masterpiece created by God, it was exquisite. It was like admiring a work of art meticulously crafted with attention to detail down to the unseen parts.

If possible, she wanted to cast a mold and keep one for herself. It looked that pretty.

“Haa…”

Nicholas let out a long sigh. Her gaze automatically shifted from his p*nis to his face.

She expected him to be looking at her with contempt.

But this time, it was different. There was no hateful glare or devastated expression. His face was blank, devoid of any expression. Somehow, that made it feel more dangerous, as she couldn’t gauge his true feelings.

She had to somehow manage the situation. If she were reported to the Ethics Committee as Nicholas had warned, and things went wrong, leading to an inquisition, it would be horrific even to imagine. She might die an untimely death without living out her full lifespan.

‘I should start by apologizing.’

Rarien, in a state of panic, lowered her head.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t see anything….”

“How pathetic.”

“…Pardon?”

“Now you’re even spying on people taking baths?”

“N-no, that’s not it….”

She thought about making excuses but suddenly clammed up.

Regardless of the reason, she had seen it, and no excuse could change that. She was in a situation where even having ten mouths wouldn’t make her say anything.

She was at fault, and she watched with the resolve to fall into hell’s fire.

‘But why do you keep shaking it?’

Tap tap, tap tap. The sound of skin hitting skin came irregularly. As he gripped the massive flesh pillar, squeezing it from the base to the gl*ns, she saw clear prec*m oozing from the urethra.

‘Is that… what they call m*sturbation?’

Oh my. It was the first time she had seen a man m*sturbate.

Moreover, he kept repeating her name, Rarien, Rarien Claude….

‘But why…?’

She couldn’t understand the reason. Of course, she had read similar scenes in erotic novels.

There was a scene where the male protagonist secretly called out the female protagonist’s name and got caught. It was a scene where the male protagonist revealed his lust for the female protagonist, and the female protagonist realized his feelings upon witnessing it.

…Just like now.

‘Could it be that Lord Reinhart is lusting after me?’

She couldn’t believe it. Her heart dropped.

“Instead of just standing there, why don’t you try to explain yourself?”

But his voice was too cold for someone who was lusting. Urged by his persistent questioning, Rarien reluctantly opened her mouth.

“I-I couldn’t sleep. I was going to clean the bathhouse and just… happened to see it by chance. It’s my turn, you see.”

“Cut the crap.”

You tell me to make excuses, but what am I supposed to do? It was really difficult to deal with.

She knew that no matter what she said in this situation, it wouldn’t serve as an appropriate excuse.

Whether intentional or not, she did end up spying on a very personal matter and even interrupted it.

“I’m sorry for the interruption. Please, continue what you were doing. Well, then…”

Rarien bowed and turned around. She hurriedly tried to leave the scene.

“Running away again?”

Nicholas’s words stopped her in her tracks.

“Rarien Claude.”

His low voice grew closer. When she turned around, Nicholas Reinhart was slowly approaching, one step at a time.

With his predatory and intimidating steps, Rarien froze like a terrified prey. The closer he got, the more suffocated she felt.

“Aren’t you going to answer?”

“Y-yes!”

“Be honest. What did you do to me?”

“What?”

What did she do?

She watched him m*sturbate while n*ked, but other than that…

“Did you cast some sort of curse?”

Even with such an outrageous claim, Nicholas Reinhart’s eyes were more serious than ever.

He was now right in front of her, glaring and growling lowly.

“A curse? What do you mean…”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know after watching everything. It’s disgusting.”

When he pointed downwards, Rarien’s gaze naturally followed to Nicholas’s p*nis once again.

“Since earlier, it hasn’t shown any sign of going down.”

It was so heated that, despite not even touching it, she could feel the warmth just from being close.

Up close, the sight of his c*ck was even more explicit. The veins bulged along the shaft, and the tip was swollen with blood.

‘A rosy gl*ns…’

Goodness. A gl*ns with a rosy hue.

Rarien couldn’t help but be amazed by the fantastic color. Rose was her favorite color.

“You took care of a witch, and now you’ve learned some lewd magic?”

“N-no, it’s not that I…”

She felt wronged by his accusation of using magic.

If she had learned something practical, she wouldn’t feel so wronged. Instead, she was cursed of having a limited time and ended up being treated as a perverted stalker while trying to sleep with the man she had a crush on.

This was a completely false accusation. But Nicholas’s attitude remained firm.

“Or perhaps, when we kissed, were you holding some strange aphrodisiac in your mouth?”

“Aphrodisiac? How could I recklessly use something so dangerous on Your Excellency… That’s impossible.”

“Then what is the reason? Don’t just irresponsibly deny everything. Explain it in a way that makes sense.”

…I need to know to explain it.

She wanted to protest out of frustration, but she wasn’t in a position to do so as the guilty party.

‘But seriously. Why is His Excellency acting like this?’

There was a disparity between his words and actions. While he verbally attacked her, he continued to grip and shake his c*ck.

Even while engaging in such lewd behavior, his breathing didn’t falter.

He seemed more like a statue than a person… In some sense, he was an incredibly stubborn man.

“You’ve looked enough to wear it out.”

“What?”

“My c*ck, I mean.”

“S-sorry.”

She realized she had been staring at the fascinating sight, completely entranced. The more she looked, the more captivating his c*ck was, making it hard to avert her gaze.

“Since you’re here, just stand there for a moment.”

“M-me?”

“Is there anyone else here besides you? Don’t think about running off, I’ll report this to the Ethics Committee. Let’s sort this out before deciding who’s right or wrong.”

If she ran off in fear, she couldn’t be reported to the Ethics Committee, and it would be ridiculous for him to make a fuss with an er*ction.

For now, having her stand in front of him seemed to put his mind at ease. He intended to keep her there and take her for disposition once he was done.

He furrowed his brow and shook faster, fixing his gaze, filled with languid heat, on the pale-faced Rarien.

“I’m watching to make sure you don’t run away. Don’t mistake it for me liking you.”

“Yes, I-I won’t run away.”

“I’m just trying to get rid of what’s built up. I have no other intention. This won’t happen again.”

Nicholas kept answering questions she hadn’t even asked. Even if he claimed he was innocent and had no ulterior motives, his persistent gaze was burdensome.

‘No matter how you look at it, it seems like he’s suffering because he can’t finish…’

Seeing his pitiful hand movements, she felt a pang of sympathy.

Perhaps it was her instinct as a pushover.

Rarien wanted to step in and help whenever she saw something pitiable.

“Should I help you?”

At first, the words just slipped out as if she were in a trance.

“What?”

“It seems like you’re struggling because of me. I thought maybe I could help you feel better…”

“Are you crazy?”

Nicholas exclaimed in disbelief.

“No, you said this happened because of me. Since I caused it… I thought it would be right for me to resolve it.”

“I’m warning you. Don’t get any foolish ideas. What I’m doing now is just a meaningless act of expulsion.”