TGW Chapter 30 Part 3 (Mature)

 

Sienna’s departure from the palace today had not been planned in advance, and she hadn’t informed him beforehand, so naturally, he hadn’t had the chance to prepare.

She thought absentmindedly, "So, I’ll have to drink it tomorrow," before realizing what drinking the pleasure tea meant. She hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but after her intimate encounters with him, she had begun to interpret “a woman drinking pleasure tea” differently.

Though it wasn’t confirmed as fact, people believed that if a man drank the tea, he would release infertile seed. Conversely, if a woman drank the tea, it meant she was fully accepting the man’s seed into her body.

Her face flushed, and she turned her head away, answering in a quiet, almost murmuring voice.

“Yes...”

“When did you tell Sir Gilbert to come tomorrow?”

“I just told him to come in the morning...”

“Morning lasts until noon, doesn’t it?”

Kuhn gave her no time to process his words, as he immediately devoured her lips.

Sienna embraced the man who had come at her so fiercely. A pleasant sigh escaped her as his weight pressed down on her body.

He sucked on her tongue until it tingled and licked up the saliva that trickled between them. Their lips clung together, unwilling to part even for a moment, as if every second apart was a waste.

A wet, messy sound escaped between their lips. His hand slipped under her nightgown, softly caressing her from her thighs, past her hips, and up to her side. In an instant, he had lifted the oversized nightgown over her head.

As he bit and rubbed her lips, Kuhn discarded his shirt. Even while savoring her soft lips and caressing her body, he couldn’t suppress his urgency.

It had been more than two weeks since they had returned from the Duke of Bless territory together. In reality, it was only a little over two weeks, but to Kuhn, it felt like an eternity.

Since stepping off the ship, time had crawled by painfully slowly. Every night, he had tossed and turned in the vast, empty bed, eventually falling asleep alone. Outwardly, he seemed fine, but inside, he was drying up, burning with longing.

As Kuhn savored the smoothness of her soft skin under his palms, he realized once again how completely addicted he was to her. There was no escaping it. And he didn’t want to.

His hands grasped her breasts, which were as soft and supple as pudding. Her areolas, looking like they'd been dipped in flower water, and her small, fruit-like nipples always left him parched with desire.

When his body brushed against her marble-white, silky skin, it felt as though he were pressing into cream. He worried that his rough, angular body might hurt her, but seeing her pressed beneath him brought him a thrill of excitement.

He kneaded her breasts, alternating pressure with just the right intensity, while his mouth continued to lick her lips and suck at the tender inner lining. He was greedy, unwilling to give up anything.

Her nipples, already hardened from stimulation, pressed against his palms. He rolled one gently between his thumb and forefinger, and a faint moan escaped her throat. Kuhn buried his head beneath her chin, kissing her deeply, before moving down to take one breast into his mouth.

"Haa..."

Sienna exhaled a sigh, her long eyelashes trembling as she closed her eyes. One of her breasts was sucked into his mouth, and his rough, bumpy tongue skillfully licked her areola.

He bit down on her nipple with his lips, then flicked his tongue against it before sucking her whole breast as though he intended to swallow it all.

"Ahh..."

A sharp, spreading pleasure caused her to let out a nasal moan. The sensation was tingling, almost like pain, and the tips of her fingers felt numb. Her fingers, tightening in response, grazed his neck before digging into his shoulders. Her body, remembering the pleasure, quickly grew warm, and her core moistened in anticipation of the ecstasy to come.

While caressing her breasts, his hands continued exploring her body. He gripped her rounded shoulders, traced the curve of her waist, and softly rubbed her lower abdomen with his palm. His touches were gentle yet electrifying. Soon, his hand ventured lower, grazing the mound between her thighs.

When his fingers parted the delicate folds and delved into the crevice, he let out a low murmur. She was slick with her own arousal, wetness coating his fingers. After rubbing her a few times, he lightly pushed a fingertip inside. The sensation of her hot, enveloping walls was enough to send shivers down his spine. Inside this small opening lay an intoxicating abyss of pleasure.

The blood rushed to his head. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He raised his knees and adjusted his position, lifting her legs over his thighs. Standing upright, he rubbed the tip of his hardness, now slick with her arousal, against her entrance before slowly pressing in.

“Mm…”

Sienna inhaled sharply, biting her lips. She could feel the thick head of him forcing her inner walls apart, the sensation vivid. Though the pressure wasn’t as overwhelming as the first time he had entered her, it was still intense.

He moved slowly, lessening the impact, but the length of his deepening intrusion made her wonder when it would finally end. When their bodies were fully joined at last, Sienna exhaled the breath she had been holding. A dull, aching sensation spread through her lower abdomen.

But she knew this was only the beginning, not the end. He wouldn’t give her a chance to escape; soon, he would push her relentlessly until her toes curled.

Just as she thought that, he pulled out slowly, only to thrust back in with a sharp motion.

“Ah!”

“Sienna,” he exhaled, his breath heavy.

He withdrew again and drove into her with even more force.

"Ah!" she cried out.

“Kuhn… … take it out.”

Kuhn bit his teeth and held back his ejaculation. The tightness of her vagina made him sweat. He barely pulled his waist back and pushed it all the way into her.

“Ugh!”

“It’s too tight. Like this… … I won’t be able to do it for long.”

The words that it wouldn’t take long by your standards lingered in Sienna’s head. However, all that came out of her mouth were moans. It seemed that her body hadn’t relaxed yet, contrary to his words. It felt like a hot pillar of fire was roughly tearing through her insides.

He frowned when he couldn’t enter easily. It was a little tight. He lowered his posture, placed both hands next to her head, and pressed his lower abdomen so that their lower abdomens were touching. He rubbed it gently as he inserted it by thrusting upward from below.

“Ugh!”

Her clitoris was properly stimulated. While observing her reaction, he lifted her up tightly and thrust shallowly.

“Ah! Shh!”

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. Heat rose between their perfectly pressed groins. Slippery fluid flowed out, becoming lubricant between the rubbing skin. The thick glans repeatedly poked near the vaginal opening and withdrew, and a tingling pleasure spread through her nerves like ink spreading in water.

He who had been squirming at the entrance slid all the way in at once. She let out a short scream as her body shook violently. He lowered his posture and covered her lips. His tongue, which had entered deeply, swept through her teeth.

She couldn’t come to her senses from the stimulation that was happening up and down at the same time. Even though she tried to focus on the deep kiss where they swallowed each other’s breath, her body trembled on its own when his solid stake filled her bottom and withdrew. The bumps on her breasts brushed against his tightly squeezed chest muscles every time her body shook, stimulating her.

She, who had been anxious to follow, responded more and more actively. She hugged his shoulders with both hands and when she felt a strong stimulation, she raised her fingers and inserted them into the trapezius muscle.

Her two legs wrapped around his waist. Every time she swallowed his penis completely, her hips lifted on their own. The water flowing out from their joined gap dripped down her buttocks and onto the sheets.

The two men and women were hotly entangled in their original state. The sound of their wet flesh hitting each other and their panting breaths filled the bedroom.

She clenched her chin and shut her eyes tightly. The tingling pleasure spreading from below seemed like it would explode any moment.

“Ugh… … .”

The intense pleasure went up her spine. The vaginal wall holding his contracted strongly. A tingling pleasure ran through her entire body from her fingertips to her toes.

He clenched his teeth and waited for her climax to subside. The spasms between her vaginal walls became longer, and her arms wrapped around his neck fell away. He pushed his waist back and straightened his upper body. He grabbed her shoulders, who were lying down, and turned her body over.

“Kuhn!”

Sienna, who realized what he was trying to do, turned her head in surprise. However, her body was completely turned over in a prone position, making it difficult to look behind her. When his hands grabbed her thighs and lifted her hips up, her expression became urgent.

“Wait, Kuhn. Don’t do that… … .”

“Don’t do that? Really?”

Thud, he penetrated her from behind all at once.

“Ugh!”

“You like this, don’t you?”

He barely escaped and thrust all the way to the root.

“Ah!”

“Pump it in deeply after going once.”

His subdued voice sounded like a whisper. His pupils sparkled brightly. He held onto her buttocks more tightly and thrust inside with the momentum of tearing them apart.

Every time he entered, her inner walls sucked him in. He couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of the penis covered in love juice slipping out, splitting the red flesh, and disappearing into her body.

“Ah! Huh! Ugh!”

Sparks flew before his eyes every time he thrust deeply. With one climax, her sensitive vaginal walls contracted and relaxed strongly under strong stimulation. She grabbed the sheet in her hand and sobbed. She couldn’t hold back her moans as if she was in pain.

A cool, refreshing feeling surged up inside her. She let out a sharp scream. Her outstretched arms raised their fingers and scratched the sheet. Her senses were so intense that she could even feel the wind touching her skin. It felt like an unknown force was squeezing her from the tips of her toes to the crown of her head.

“Ahhhh!”

Excessive pleasure was close to pain. The eyelashes of her tightly closed eyes became moist. He groaned softly as he rubbed her deep inside her a few more times as she writhed in orgasm. Goosebumps rose up in her throat as she heard his moans echoing in her throat.

She couldn't confirm it because she was lying face down, but she could imagine what his expression was like right now. His eyes would be tightly shut, his brows would be slightly furrowed, and his throat would tremble. He would have a languid expression like a full beast growling.

She shivered as he poured his hot passion into her. His thing that had filled her insides slowly swayed inside her and slowly withdrew. She didn't have the energy to move even a single finger, so she just gasped for breath.

His hands gently swept down her back. His lips touched her shoulder and kissed her spine. He carefully laid her body down and kissed her lips. After a short kiss, he kissed her cheek and ear and swept her sweaty, damp forehead.

Sienna slowly opened her eyes. Their eyes met, and he gently sucked her lower lip and whispered.

“I love you, Sienna.”

His lips swallowed hers again. Sienna closed her eyes and opened her mouth. At this moment, Sienna felt like there was only him and herself in this world. He felt close to her, as if he had become one with her. She was happy.

 

***

 

The next morning, as soon as the sun rose, Gilbert visited the Marquis’ estate. He was escorted to the drawing room and waited there, rising instinctively when he heard the door open.

“Sir Gilbert.”

“Hello.”

It wasn’t the Silver King, but Martin and Russ who entered the room. The surprise quickly turned into a warm greeting from Gilbert.

“It’s been a while, you two.”

During their month-long journey, Gilbert had become quite friendly with the two brothers. Even Russ, who usually didn’t like knights, had come to appreciate Gilbert’s easy-going nature.

“Care for a round of verbal sparring?” Russ asked.

Verbal sparring was a form of duel fought with words. One would declare, "I’ll attack like this," and the other would counter, saying, "I’ll defend like that and retaliate like this." The two would engage in an imagined battle of offense and defense.

Gilbert had first learned about verbal sparring from the brothers during their travels. At first, he thought it was nothing more than child’s play.

But after trying it himself, he realized it was far from trivial. Unlike physical duels, which had limits due to stamina and skill, verbal sparring could go on for hours regardless of who the opponent was.

It also changed how he saw Russ and Martin. They weren’t merely relying on brute strength to wield their swords; they used sophisticated strategies. There was much he could learn from them. Gilbert was quite tempted by their suggestion.

“Unfortunately, I’ll have to decline for now. I’m here to escort His Highness.”

Russ shrugged.

“He won’t be coming anytime soon.”

Martin chimed in, “You’ll be waiting a while.”

“I heard he’s in meetings all morning, right?” Russ continued.

“Yeah, sounds like they’ve got a lot to talk about.”

Gilbert, swayed by the brothers’ words, thought, Well, if it’s just for a short while… and followed them out of the drawing room. The men laughed and chatted as they walked, their departing figures watched with a smirk by Walter.

Walter had tasked the brothers with keeping Gilbert distracted. Last night, fresh bathwater had been prepared twice, and a rich late-night meal had been served. Both of them were surely still fast asleep, and Walter couldn’t allow anyone to disturb them.

I should start preparing their brunch. What would be best? Humming to himself, Walter made his way to the kitchen.

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