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It was a somewhat abrupt start to the conversation.
However, perhaps a corner of my heart had always expected a day like this would come.
I was able to face Hesia with a surprisingly calm expression.
On the contrary, Hesia, who had delivered the news, looked more helpless.
I looked at his face, where he couldn’t even bring himself to ask if I was okay, and smiled faintly.
“Why, did you think I would faint after hearing that? Sia, you think too little of me.”
No one else would see me that way.
For example, as a fragile porcelain doll, or a snowflake that would melt away with just a little warmth.
Hesia laughed at my murmured words, which were tinged with a smile and a slight wrinkle of my nose.
I cocked my head at the somewhat bewildered chuckle.
The hair that Hesia had braided so beautifully swayed as I tilted my head.
Hesia reached out, swept my hair as if stroking it, and then, his smile gone, he whispered.
“I don’t think little of you. I don’t. How could I think little of you when I know there is no one stronger than you in this world? No one I know is stronger than you.”
‘It’s just that you are too precious, Vivi.’
Hesia whispered close to my ear, then firmly pressed his lips against my temple.
“Will you be angry if I say I want to see Haen?”
Hesia laughed while his lips were still pressed against me, at the question I suddenly asked while receiving his kiss obediently.
That laugh sounded exactly like the question, ‘Me?‘
I readily admitted that it had been a slip of the tongue.
“Just, a little! Just a little! A very small little! I might be a little unhappy… Of course, it’s just a very little! I’m all grown up, I won’t sulk just because you go to see that goddamn bastard once.”
‘It seems your feelings are already hurt, and you’re even sulking.‘
Asking if he’s sulking just makes him sulk more.
Having learned that lesson the hard way while being with Hesia, I just smiled.
I gently patted his round head and fell into thought.
‘Why is he looking for me? The Duke is alive, and the country isn’t in turmoil. Wouldn’t my appearance actually cause more chaos?‘
No matter how I thought about it, there was no benefit in finding me.
It was an uncharacteristic action for Haen, who always considered the pros and cons first.
Had he changed over the years?
I rubbed my chin with the hand that wasn’t stroking Sia and became absorbed in thought.
How many minutes had I been thinking?
Unable to wait those few minutes, Hesia, who had been persistently burrowing into my embrace, finally called me.
“Vivi. Vivi! Do you have the leisure to think about another man while I am right in front of you? Huh? When this pretty, gentle, and cute I is right here!”
Hesia meowed, slapping the blanket.
He was exactly like a cat hitting the floor with its tail when something displeased it.
How could he say it was okay to meet Haen while causing such a fuss over not seeing me for just a few minutes?
It was truly the mystery of the century.
I stared at Hesia with a face full of question marks.
Hesia, finally regaining his composure at my gaze, awkwardly cleared his throat and met my eyes with a much calmer expression.
“Hmm, hmm, well… Anyway, I respect you. Whatever choice you make, I’ll be quiet.”
“What if I say I want to start a revolution?”
“Why even ask? I will stand at the very forefront and eliminate everything that tries to stop you.”
Hesia said with an innocent face, asking why I would ask such an obvious question.
It was quite disrespectful for words coming from the sole heir of the Duchy.
‘If other people heard that, they’d faint, wouldn’t they?‘
Thinking that inwardly, I ruffled our problem-child Prince’s hair.
“I’m joking, just joking. What would I use a revolution for? I’m not going to be a king. I just like living like this.”
“Entrusting the work to others and rolling around with me?”
I don’t think I said it that explicitly.
Since it wasn’t technically wrong, I nodded with a peculiar expression.
At my affirmation, Hesia smiled brightly, as if he knew it.
Then, he flung the paper he was holding away.
I wondered if it was okay to treat a report that way.
As I watched the paper flutter miserably to the floor, Hesia kissed me on the chin.
Knowing it was an act of affection asking me to look at him, I obediently turned my head to face Hesia.
At that, he immediately pressed his lips against mine, as if he had been waiting.
I smiled, lengthening the corners of my eyes at the somewhat affectionate kiss.
What, was he a baby?
Hesia, who had been concentrating on the kiss with his eyes tightly shut, opened his eyes wide at the sound of my laughter.
“Wha, what? Did I kiss badly?”
“No.”
“Then why are you laughing! You startled me! And close your eyes. Who kisses with their eyes open—”
Afraid it would go on endlessly if I left him alone, I immediately covered his lips with mine.
The way he instantly quieted down like a cat that had gotten what it wanted was funny.
I giggled, grabbed Hesia’s neck, and slowly intertwined our tongues.
Our tongues felt like they were melting and merging into one.
We hugged, sucked, bit, and licked each other until my mouth felt numb.
…If only I could, I wanted to stay like this forever.
I had that thought and, startled by myself, pulled my head away.
Hesia, who was gasping for breath after the long kiss, looked at me with hazy, unfocused eyes.
“Why, why stop? It felt good… It really felt good.”
Hesia, who kept repeating that it felt good like a broken music box, continuously swallowed hard.
Staring at his obvious desire, I slowly unfastened my clothes.
Hesia didn’t find it strange that I was suddenly undressing.
He looked at me with an enchanted gaze.
I chuckled, pleased that his desire was so clear.
“Do you want to do it?”
“Let’s.”
“We did it yesterday?”
“Did we only do it yesterday? We did it the day before yesterday too.”
I answered indifferently and threw the clothes I had taken off onto the floor.
After untying the ribbon that held my hair and throwing that away too, I lightly pushed Hesia, who was sitting still.
“If you don’t want to, tell me now. I’m not a ruffian who would force myself on someone who is much younger than me.”
At my murmured words, accompanied by a shrug, Hesia quickly grabbed my hand.
He placed the hand he had caught on his chest, and his heart was beating so fiercely that I was startled for a moment.
“…Take them off for me.”
“Why, Sia, you seem to be getting more demanding as the days go by?”
“So, do you dislike it?”
“No. I find it cute.”
I smiled faintly and gently bit his flushed earlobe.
At the same time, I took off Hesia’s clothes one by one.
Although he wasn’t in full ceremonial attire, his position meant his clothes were quite complex.
However, having personally undressed him as many times as we had been intimate, I now unfastened each layer with familiar ease.
After quickly stripping off his clothes, I took Hesia’s hand, which was quietly watching me, and sucked his fingers one by one.
By the time his red fingers were slick with saliva, I sat on Hesia’s stomach and slipped his fingers into my orifice.
“Wow, it really swallows them. Sia, do you feel it?”
Was it because we truly had intercourse almost every day, and I wasn’t joking?
My orifice easily swallowed his fingers.
After a brief moment of visible panic where his eyes rolled, Hesia immediately began to move as his body remembered.
He expertly probed my orifice, and massaged the parts I felt most sensitive, almost scratching them with his fingertips.
Hesia embraced my body, which was collapsing with just a few fingers, and let out a heavy breath.
“Vivi, you have a habit of trying to make up for things with your body when you see a problem.”
‘That is a truly bad habit.’
He muttered that with his mouth, but his body was readily accepting and devouring me.
I twitched my lips in disbelief, and Hesia gave a small cough.
“But I can’t not eat what has been served to be eaten!”
“I’m, um, not food, Sia…”
I said with a reluctant expression, and Hesia claimed it was just a metaphor, then pulled his fingers out.
He familiarly aligned his penis with my orifice and, true to his impulsive nature, shoved it in quickly.
I always told him to go slow, but it was the same every time.
Although I had gotten used to penetrative sex, the pain, which felt like my body was being torn in half, was still uncomfortable.
“Ah, hngh, Sia…! Sia, Sia, please, just go slo—slowly…”
I thrashed my hips and waved my hands, trying to convey the meaning of ‘Please go slowly’.
At that, Hesia bent his waist, as if telling me to grab him as much as I wanted.
It was bewildering that he would show such consideration at a time like this.
Why didn’t he just insert it a little less roughly instead of showing such consideration?
I was speechless at his actions.
I grabbed his head in annoyance, and Hesia meekly offered his hair.
His light pink hair was caught in my hand, where blue veins stood out.
For some reason, I found him annoying and shook his head, and Hesia whined, even though it didn’t hurt.
The funny thing was that my heart softened at his ridiculous pouting.
The moment I unconsciously let go of his hair, Hesia, as if he had been waiting, pushed his penis even deeper.
“Uh-huh, Aagh!”
“Haa, so… what kind of pillow talk were you going to engage in today, huff, that you would offer your body like this…”
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