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My body teetered on the edge, desperate to tip over.
I needed Ateol to give me that fierce, overwhelming stimulation.
As I pulled him tightly against me, he captured my lips and gripped my hips hard—at the same time, his cock plunged deep inside with brutal force.
“Ahh—!”
My whole body trembled violently.
My head felt like it was turning white.
Thump, thump—with each sound of flesh colliding, Ateol’s length struck deep inside me again and again.
The sensitive spots that had only been teased before were now pressed and pounded, sending sharp currents of pleasure through my entire body.
Overwhelmed, pushed to the brink, I lost myself in the explosive pleasure, moaning uncontrollably.
“Hah, ngh, ah… yes, ah…!”
“Does it feel good?”
“Y-yes… feels so good…”
Panting, I clung to Ateol as he steadied me in his arms.
Then, he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in with brutal force.
A scream tore from my lips.
But it didn’t end there.
His strength pressed my body flush against his, leaving no space between us as his length reached the deepest part of me.
The swollen tip of his arousal ground relentlessly against that oversensitive spot, already inflamed from the relentless friction.
“Hnggh—! Ah, ngh…!”
My release splattered across Ateol’s stomach.
The pleasure surged dangerously, teetering at the edge of unbearable.
Even as I reached my peak, Ateol didn’t let up.
He held me tightly, keeping me from moving, while his hips rocked against me.
The swollen head of his arousal pulsed as it ruthlessly pressed against that sweet spot.
My oversensitive body couldn’t handle the intensity, writhing in overstimulation.
“Ah—! Hah, ngh…! T-too much…!”
“Too much?”
“Ah! Ah, ah—! Ngh…!”
I wanted to thrash, to twist away—but when I struggled against the legs wrapped around Ateol’s waist, it only made the sensations worse.
My fingers raked down his sculpted back, leaving red marks in their wake.
I could feel his skin catching under my nails, but I couldn’t stop.
By the time Ateol spilled inside me, I came again, helplessly.
When he finally pulled away slightly, all the strength drained from my body.
Ateol patted my limp back soothingly before suddenly speaking up.
“Ah, actually… there’s something I needed to tell you.”
“…What is it…?”
“There’s another strange incident.”
“This time… what…?”
Even as he spoke, his lips kept brushing against my skin.
This isn’t over yet.
Dazed, I waited for his next words.
“They say the well has run dry.”
My mind snapped awake. …What the hell? Is this country collapsing or something?
In the end, Ateol didn’t let me go until close to morning—and even then, it was only because I’d half-passed out.
I barely remembered what I’d babbled at the end, and it was probably better that way.
The only thing that came to mind was the sound of my own sobbing—raw, unrestrained, stripped of any pretense.
I fell into a deep sleep and woke to find Ateol still beside me.
The room was dim, and he was shirtless, flipping through a thick stack of documents.
My gaze immediately locked onto his bare torso—the thick, sculpted arms, the sharply defined chest, the tightly corded muscles along his ribs, the perfectly chiseled abs, the broad expanse of his pecs rising and falling with each breath.
“Tower Lord?”
“……”
I startled. It was like a statue had suddenly spoken.
Ateol glanced at me, smirked, then leaned in closer.
My breath hitched.
Bracing his arms on the bed, he lowered himself until his face was inches from mine, grinning.
“Why are you looking at me like you’re starving? …Should I feed you?”
“W-what?!”
He didn’t answer, only tilting his head.
Sensing something dangerous coming, I quickly turned away—but I could still feel his gaze.
Flustered, I blinked rapidly, scrambling for a change of subject.
Thankfully, one came to mind.
“H-how long was I asleep? It’s still dark… couldn’t have been long.”
Given the darkness outside, I assumed only an hour or so had passed.
Wait, why do I feel so refreshed?
My stomach ached slightly, but my body felt clean, not overly fatigued.
A quick glance at my status window showed my stamina fully restored to 10.
Ateol stroked my hair.
“You slept a full day.”
“……”
Not an hour—but twenty-five hours.
I must have blacked out after exhausting all my stamina, then slept straight through.
At this point, it wasn’t even funny.
“Then why are you still shirtless?”
“I put clothes on, then took them off again. I usually sleep naked.”
This man is a menace.
Ateol bent down further, capturing my lips in a kiss.
His warm tongue slid into my mouth, tangling with mine before slipping back out teasingly.
I instinctively bit my lip, then snapped back to reality.
Yesterday, in the middle of everything, he said something—what was it?
The well… something about the well—
“Last night… ngh, mmph—! W-wait—!”
Ateol didn’t give me a chance to speak.
The kiss lingered, his hand naturally sliding up to my chest.
His fingers closed over the flat plane of my chest, then flicked lightly at my nipple.
My leg jerked involuntarily.
Soon after, Ateol’s other hand drifted downward, stroking my thigh.
As he settled between my parted legs, he caught both my wrists in one hand, pushing them down.
His grip was unyielding—like being bound tightly with rope, leaving me no room to struggle.
In the end, I only properly heard the story Ateol had tried to tell me yesterday after we’d finished and were in the bath.
Draping my limp body over his, he combed through my wet hair with his fingers.
Gone was the roughness from earlier; his touch was gentle as he smoothed back my strands.
“What was it you wanted to say? Ah, right—something about a well drying up.”
“…….”
It sounded like a serious matter, but Ateol was unfazed.
Then again, yesterday, he’d brought it up casually, like idle chatter mid-sex.
“It’s a small city called Nesare. Have you heard of it?”
Of course I had.
No matter how vast the empire was, Nesare was relatively close to the capital. And… what was it again?
Something famous was associated with it.
I couldn’t recall the details, but it was well-known enough for me to recognize the name.
When I nodded, Ateol’s eyebrows lifted slightly, as if surprised.
“I thought you wouldn’t know, given how small it is. You’ve been studying hard in such a short time.”
Ah, right. Amnesia.
I had amnesia.
Honestly, even in Korea, there were cities outside Seoul I’d never heard of.
It wasn’t unreasonable for Ateol to assume I wouldn’t know.
Not wanting to bother explaining, I kept quiet.
Ateol didn’t seem to mind and continued.
“Due to the terrain, installing proper plumbing is difficult, so many households still rely on wells. But now, those wells are drying up one by one. Since underground water sources don’t just vanish, it’s likely the work of a creature that drains water.”
“Hmm……”
It made sense.
“But wells drying up… that’s quite…”
“Ominous, isn’t it?”
So even in this world, that kind of thing was considered a calamity.
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