Rarien staggered as she sat on the chair. Perhaps from kneeling for so long, her legs trembled even while sitting.

“Now you’ll return that book, right?”

“Well…”

Contrary to his promise, he responded lukewarmly, causing Rarien to furrow her brow deeply.

The oral s*x originally started so she could get back <A Night at the Immoral Temple> that Nicholas had confiscated. After being caught possessing an erotic novel, Rarien was on the verge of going crazy from him constantly reading it aloud in front of her, and she had to retrieve it to regain her dignity as a human being.

Rarien recalled how this all started. When Rarien asked for <A Night at the Immoral Temple> back, he had asked,

“Why do you need this, Rien?”

“W-well, you can learn s*x techniques from it. It’s quite informative. I learned a lot from it too.”

Rarien gave a plausible excuse to Nicholas when he asked about her reason for keeping it. Of course, it was too grand to be the purpose of an erotic novel, but it wasn’t entirely a lie.

“Well. For someone who’s learned so much, you don’t seem to know how to do much.”

But he immediately hit the nail on the head.

During our first intercourse, I insisted that I didn’t like biting, sucking, or fondling, so we couldn’t try it. I felt wronged.

“I-I just haven’t had the chance to try, but I do know how to caress. Don’t underestimate me.”

I snapped back, saying I knew how to do it because he was blatantly dismissing me.

“What do you know how to do? Can you even suck a c*ck?”

Nicholas continued to snort dismissively at her.

Given the situation, Rarien felt unnecessarily competitive.

“Yes, I can suck well too, really…!”

“As if.”

Nicholas made an offer to her, who now looked like she was about to cry, as if he was doing her a favor.

“Then try sucking and make me ej*culate.”

“If I make you ej*culate by sucking, will you give it back?”

“Sure.”

Oral s*x was said to be one of men’s most preferred forms of f*replay. Thinking of seducing Nicholas into having s*x, she had even researched and taken notes, and she was confident because it wasn’t difficult to make him ej*culate even without oral stimulation normally.

So, she ended up sucking Nicholas Reinhart’s c*ck.

However, right in the middle of the oral act, a bishop dropped by the office to brief on a business plan, and this wicked man didn’t refuse the visit. Rarien had to crawl under the desk and suck diligently, while trying her best not to make any noise.

Anyway, she sucked it, firmly believing in that promise. But even after ej*culation, Nicholas’s reaction was somewhat lukewarm.

“…Your Excellency?”

Just as Rarien was looking somewhat dejected like a rain-soaked puppy, he knelt in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Why is he kneeling?

While Rarien was frozen stiff at this sudden eccentricity, he began to gently rub her ankle and calf. Looking closely, he was spreading the s*men on his hand widely over her slender legs.

“Why on earth are you spreading that?”

“Marking my territory.”

“What?”

“I need to cover you in the smell of cum so other men won’t covet you.”

“Who would covet me…”

For someone with mysophobia, Nicholas was strangely fixated on leaving his scent.

And the idea of someone coveting her was nonsense. Was there even a chance for that?

Since being assigned as his assistant, she had hardly ever left the annex alone. After the first day, Rarien’s only duties were eating, having s*x, washing, having s*x, sleeping, and having s*x.

Sure enough, his mischievous hand, which had lifted her skirt in no time, even removed her panties. Feeling a cool breeze between her legs, Rarien quickly closed her knees.

“First, please give me the book back.”

“No.”

“Why not? You said you’d give it back if I sucked and made you ej*culate.”

Shamelessly, Nicholas ignored her and was only thinking about how to wedge between her knees.

“You liar. Why aren’t you keeping your promise to me?”

“It’s not like you sucked well and made me cum. I came because your sucking face was arousing. Your actual sucking skills were terrible.”

Although she felt somewhat clumsy herself, it was frustrating to hear him say it was terrible right to her face.

“I did my best according to the book. It says that auditory stimulation is also important in s*x. I couldn’t do it properly earlier because I was afraid of being caught with people around…”

“Yes, anyway, you tried. Your struggling appearance was admirable.”

He encouraged her, but there was no sincerity in it at all.

“Thanks to you, I was able to endure that boring old man’s story. The Southern Temple should give you a merit award, Rien.”

“……”

He even went as far as to mock her.

“I understand you did your best, but at this level, it’s fair to say you have absolutely no talent. From now on, don’t suck, just get sucked.”

He’s doing everything his own way. His personality was really strange.

Rarien’s face became even more sullen.

“Are you really not going to give it back?”

“You said you brought it to learn s*x techniques. You don’t need that.”

“No. I want to learn too.”

“Why learn such things? Which bastard are you planning to suck off?”

Nicholas’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.

“…Of course, it’s for Your Excellency.”

“That’s unfortunate. Your Excellency has no interest in such things.”

He was wicked. She had sucked until her jaw was sore. Even if she wasn’t good at it, was it necessary to rebuke someone like this to their face?

His attitude towards her had become much kinder than before, but Nicholas Reinhart was still arrogant and inconsiderate.

“Just don’t do anything and receive. You’re sexy just by breathing. Why do unnecessary things?”

And completely infatuated.

“Anyway, it’s right for someone who needs this book to keep it. I’ll keep it.”

“Why do you need it? It’s mine.”

“I need to learn how to suck p*ssy deliciously. I’m going to learn diligently from Professor Benjamin.”

“Ah, you’ve already seen plenty…!”

“Not yet. I want to master oral s*x.”

As he forcibly spread her legs, Rarien twisted her waist.

“I’ll suck you off amazingly, so just stay still for a bit.”

“The bishop will be here soon. So please stop…”

“That’s why we need to suck quickly before he comes.”

“I don’t want to. I’m anxious someone might come in.”

“You say you don’t want to, but you’re this wet?”

He was so unreasonable that there was no getting through to him. Whether he put his head in or not, when Rarien forcibly closed her knees, Nicholas, whose face was trapped between her knees, peeked up.

“If you let me suck just once, I’ll give it back.”

Not a chance. Rarien frowned.

“Then I’ll give back the book and Big Nicki too.”

Nicholas, uncharacteristically begging, kept pressing his lips against Rarien’s round knees.

“Hm?”

He was truly, disgustingly handsome. Surprisingly so every time she saw him, even though they were together all day.

Unfortunately, Rarien was excessively weak to beautiful things.

Especially to these brilliant eyes, she couldn’t resist.

She used to draw his face whenever she wanted to see him. Now she could see this handsome face whenever she wanted without having to draw. It was unbelievable. It still felt like a dream, and she wanted to pinch her cheek to make sure.

Pretending to give in, she slowly relaxed her legs, and Nicholas, as if seizing the opportunity, buried his lips in her p*ssy.

“Ahng…!”

His soft tongue slid between her l*bia like a snake. Starting from the perineum, he licked up to her cl*toris, deeply exploring, and Rarien’s waist trembled.

Perhaps because she had emphasized the importance of auditory stimulation during s*x, Nicholas began to suck her p*ssy with particularly explicit sounds today. Chup, slurp. The lewd sounds of love juices and saliva mixing. The sensation of moist mucous membranes sticking like a suction cup to her wet p*ssy made her dizzy.

It was now <An Afternoon at the Immoral Temple>.

***

“…Um, Your Excellency.”

“What.”

“These glasses… Can’t I just not wear them?”

“No.”

Rarien asked hesitantly, but the answer was still firm.

“Please.”

Begging was of no use.

Nicholas, as he had warned before, finally gifted Rarien new glasses.

So now those new glasses were the problem.

The situation was like this. Since being assigned as Nicholas Reinhart’s assistant, Rarien had hardly been able to go out because she was always with him.

When she said she wanted to go outside because she felt stuffy, Nicholas set just one condition. He would have glasses made for her, and she must wear them as a condition.

Although the high price was somewhat burdensome, she knew he would make it impossible for her to refuse anyway.

So, he specially called an eyeglass craftsman to the temple to have them made…

Even though Rarien’s eyesight was known to be poor, the glasses Nicholas ordered were truly excessive. The lenses were so large that they covered more than half of her face.