Chapter 4.2

“Tonight, for sure!”  

Muriel stared at the three bottles of wine in the basket, steeling her resolve.  

After the hunting competition ended, things had been hectic with the Crown Princess’s pregnancy and various other matters.  

To prioritize prenatal care for the Crown Princess, her schedule was reduced, while the Princess’s external engagements increased, resulting in ten exhausting days for her attendants.  

Although the rule was to rotate attendants daily, exceptions always occurred.  

The Queen gathered all the attendants to divide the overwhelming tasks among them.  

The young ladies who ran endlessly around the vast palace returned home utterly drained.  

Muriel, as the fiancée of Elexion, a distant royal, was given the most work. Her routine involved kicking off her shoes and lying on the carriage seat as soon as she boarded.  

She barely had time to rest, let alone research S-Points, and even opened the points window sporadically.  

Finally, as the palace returned to its usual tranquility and the delegation left the capital, Muriel prepared three expensive bottles of wine and visited the Duke’s estate at night.  

Her plan was to get Elexion drunk, engage in intimacy, and monitor when S-Points increased in real-time.  

Through the carriage window, the grand mansion of the Duke’s estate came into view.  

The gatekeeper, recognizing the Lake Family crest, greeted her and opened the gate.  

Muriel took a deep breath and opened the points window in the air.  

“Alright, let’s go.”  

Carrying the heavy basket, she opened the carriage door.  

Henry, who was standing in the front yard, greeted her with a bright smile and helped her down.  

“You’ve brought something wonderful as a gift.”  

“The wine brewed in the estate has aged well. In two days, a few boxes of one-year-old wine will arrive at the Duke’s estate.”  

“This old man’s tongue will finally enjoy luxury again, haha!”  

“Henry, you should drink moderately. Excessive drinking isn’t good for your health.”  

“Don’t worry. When Miss Muriel’s little one enters the academy someday, the Duke’s carriage will still be driven by me.”  

Listening to Henry’s bold declaration, Muriel walked steadily.  

As she entered the garden, Elexion, who had heard of her arrival, came running.  

“Muriel!”  

Under the moonlight, his face brimmed with joy.  

Muriel handed the basket to Henry temporarily and embraced him.  

***

The greenhouse where they had played as children remained unchanged.  

The only difference was the two of them.  

From children who had run around and gotten dirty to adults sipping red wine at a table covered with white lace.  

“This place always feels nice.”  

“Indeed.”  

“Because of the memories.”  

“Those times were truly enjoyable.”  

The sound of wine glasses clinking was clear.  

Muriel, feeling tired, suggested unwinding with a glass of wine. Elexion immediately prepared a drinking table in the greenhouse.  

Ignoring the pile of wine bottles under the white table, Muriel sipped Lake’s signature wine. Its familiar taste calmed her turbulent emotions.  

‘Tonight’s goal is separate!’  

Muriel glanced at the S-Points window floating over the greenhouse glass and clenched her fist tightly.  

“Another glass?”  

“Sure.”  

They opened several more bottles of wine.  

The night sky sparkled with stars, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the darkness gently.  

The warmth enveloping them was humid but cozy, unlike the outside, and the greenhouse interior felt snug as Elexion drank.  

“Muriel, are you okay?”  

He was fine on his own.  

‘Ha, I’m at my limit…’  

The sweet wine bottles unique to the Lake Family had been empty for quite a while.  

Fortunately, the wine Elexion brought was also moderately sweet, allowing her to drink smoothly until she began to stagger.  

Purple liquid slowly seeped into the white lace.  

As an adult, Elexion had always claimed he felt tired after drinking a little and leaned on Muriel to sleep.  

But now, how many wine bottles had they finished together?  

Muriel tried counting with her fingers but gave up. She felt she might lose control if she relaxed even slightly.  

“Shall we go inside if you’re tired?”  

“No! I’m not tired!”  

‘Of course, I’m very tired!’  

Ha. Every exhale carried the warm, sweet aroma of grapes, making her dizzy, but Muriel endured.  

‘I’m not particularly weak with alcohol. How did this happen?’  

“Here, I’m fine, so you have another glass.”  

“You should have one too.”  

“Okay…”  

The cause wasn’t far away.  

After finishing the wine she brought, Elexion remained perfectly fine without a change in complexion.  

Feeling rushed, Muriel kept urging him to drink while matching his pace, leading her to drink faster than usual—beyond her limit.  

***

‘I’m fine… There are plenty of romance fantasy male leads who are heavy drinkers, aren’t there?’  

“Oh, this bottle’s empty too.”  

After finishing the fragrant wine, a new type of bottle appeared on the table.  

“What’s that?”  

“Well, it’s stronger but sweet enough for you to enjoy.”  

Stronger?

 Muriel boldly clenched her fist.  

“Then I’ll try it! Let’s drink!”  

“Alright.”  

New glasses were filled with new alcohol. Muriel, after seeing Elexion down his drink in one go, cautiously sipped hers.  

“It’s delicious! It has a fruity aroma!”  

“Not bad, right?”  

“Yes! Very!”  

The taste was so good it revived her half-closed eyes.  

Elexion smiled and offered her small pieces of fruit.  

“I thought you’d like it.”  

She eagerly accepted the fruit and drank more of the remaining alcohol.

Muriel couldn’t believe there was alcohol as delicious as wine. She drank, drank, and drank again until…  

“Haah.”  

A foolish sound escaped her lips as her strength drained away.  

“Are you okay?”  

“Yes…”  

As expected, Xion caught her. Leaning against his gentle and restrained touch, the world spun around her. Ah, it felt as uplifting as when she visited an amusement park in her previous life.  

“Why are you smiling?”  

“I don’t know. I just feel like laughing.”  

She kept laughing. Xion smiled back at her. Then, their lips met. Like a bird, their lips softly brushed against each other multiple times.  

Even just that made her feel the wetness between her legs, leaving her dizzy.  

‘Then, why not just do it?’  

Occasionally—actually, quite often—Muriel climbed on top of Elexion, but it never felt like she was truly on top. Even when she was above him, it felt as though she was suffocating under the weight of his heavy body. She was clearly excited, but…  

‘You’re supposed to be a healing, sweet male lead! So why don’t you let me pin you down for once?’  

Her original goal had long since been distorted.  

“Xion.”  

“Yes.”  

The hardness beneath her palm was thick and hot, drying her mouth.  

“Shall we create new memories?”  

“Sure.”  

Xion willingly allowed himself to be pushed. He lay neatly on the long chair, though his actions were far from proper as he kept rubbing his arousal against Muriel’s leg.  

“Are you going to climb on top of me?”  

“Yes.”  

“Muriel, I love anything you do to me.”  

Those words ignited a spark that set her body ablaze.  

***

“Haah…”  

Exhaling heated breaths from the alcohol, their bodies rubbed against each other through their clothes. Despite the barrier of fabric, the friction was stimulating enough. Even as the world spun, Muriel couldn’t stop moving her hips.  

“How indecent.”  

Xion chuckled faintly, kissing Muriel’s hand. Then, he slipped her index and middle fingers into his mouth. Inside, his mouth was so hot it felt as though her fingers might melt. His tongue was just as warm.  

“Ah…”  

The red tongue wrapping around, teasing, and licking her fingers was so hot that it sent shivers down her spine. When his white teeth nibbled on her fingertips as if they were chewing on her n*pples, a tickling sensation rose from her fingertips.  

Muriel vaguely wondered if this was what it felt like to have something penetrate her.  

‘Am I drunk after all? But why did I make him drink in the first place?’  

Before she could delve further into her thoughts, her attention was drawn to Elexion, who was already teasing her br*asts and flicking her n*pples with his gaze.  

Unlike when they were young, there was a stark difference in his broad shoulders, thick chest, and arms marked with prominent blue veins.  

Elexion’s body was always firm and muscular. Even his thighs, which Muriel was currently perched on, were incredibly thick and sturdy.  

However, when he wore clothes, this side of him disappeared entirely. Only Muriel knew how his body, hidden beneath his austere uniform, could lustfully crave the female form.  

Muriel whined as she tried tearing off his shirt like he had once done in his excitement but failed.  

“Why can’t I do it?”  

She pouted at her fiancé beneath her.  

“Help me.”  

No sooner had the words left her mouth than buttons flew into the air, revealing the slightly sweat-dampened male body beneath. Muriel finally smiled brightly.  

She exhaled a hot breath, admiring his broad chest. Her fingers traced the twitching muscles wherever her gaze landed, her nails lightly scratching the surface of his firm skin.  

“Hmm…”  

He seemed amused.  

‘He’s quite composed, isn’t he?’  

Muriel dove straight into his chest.  

“It tickles.”  

Even as she kissed him repeatedly, Elexion only whispered in a low voice.  

Despite being fully aroused below!  

Feeling somewhat aggrieved, Muriel tried licking and sucking on the protruding parts of his chest but only elicited a gentle, “You’re like a baby. Cute.” He stroked her hair affectionately.  

This was, surprisingly, a mimicry of Elexion’s actions. When he clung to her rounded chest, licking and sucking without stopping, pulling at her n*pples, Muriel would cry out and spill fluids below.  

While clinging to his firm body, sobbing and trembling, she would release copious amounts of fluids from her crotch. Then, with the same mouth that had melted her fingers, he would suck on her entrance.  

He would suck and drink every drop Muriel released as though he wouldn’t miss even a single droplet.  

When his lips finally parted, Muriel would lose her senses and devour Elexion in turn.  

During those moments, his smile was so beautiful that she couldn’t stop herself from craving his thick, firm body.  

Even when she thought her actions were disgraceful, his gaze filled with endless love made her even more excited.  

Her frustration eased somewhat. Without showing it outwardly, she pressed her lower body against him firmly.  

Ah. The shaft pressing against her skin was heavy. Already hardened, the heat radiating from his arousal pressed directly against her cl*toris.  

“Ah…”  

Suppressing the rising excitement, Muriel removed Elexion’s pants. His er*ction sprang up with a thud, its tip already dripping with cloudy fluid. It was soaked enough to dampen his underwear thoroughly!