13. Way to a Woman's Heart: Ellie. (1)

"Ellie." As soon as those words escaped Mordret's lips, certain runes appeared in front of him.

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However, Zephyr was brought back to the present as he heard Eliza sobbing.

'W-what happened?' Zephyr's flustered thoughts were distracted as something soft and warm was placed on his lips.

The feeling of rosy petals brushing along with a wet sensation on his lips caused his eyes to open.

There, Eliza's face with her eyes closed had covered a distance of a few inches. Standing on her toes, she reached for his lips and pressed them with hers.

The flood of emotions flowing down from her eyes was evident that Eliza had held back a lot. The salty tears drenched her long eyelashes.

In a moment, she opened her eyes and gently pulled back. "sob My Lord, can you call me again?" Eliza asked while sobbing.

Unconsciously, Mordret's grip on her waist tightened as he felt her figure fleeting. Hearing her heart beat louder, Mordret's face flushed a little.

"Ellie…" He answered with a bashful expression.

Eliza's radiant blue eyes swirled as the butterfly pendant resting on her chest glowed brighter. She breathed heavily as her chest heaved up and down.

"My Lord… You can rest well tonight." Eliza said while guiding Mordret to the bed.

Zephyr was still dazed by the things happening, and he failed to notice a few things, like the blush on Eliza's face, her black lingerie that had two pointy ends, and her eyes that contained a different emotion.

The girl's bold actions were unnoticed as Mordret's mind was dazed.

'F-first kiss…' Zephyr had long lost the sense of his surroundings.

"Please sit down, My Lord." Eliza gently seated Mordret and bent down.

Her ocean-blue eyes with a loving expression looked at Mordret from below. Slowly, her small hands gently guided her to the direction of a gentle bulge.

"Haah." A relieved sigh escaped Eliza's lips. A naughty smile lingered for a fleeting moment before it disappeared from her face.

"Ellie… What are you doing?" Mordret asked with visible confusion. Meanwhile, Zephyr's heart was beating wildly.

'I-is this what I think it is? Hell yes! Please! I need some help down there!' Looking at Eliza's face and noticing the naughtiness in her eyes, Zephyr was in the ninth heaven.

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Eliza answered Mordret with her actions rather than her words. She unzipped his pants with a fluid motion. As if she had done this over a thousand times.

Mordret blinked, and the next second he noticed that his pants were unbuckled as well. 'F-fast!' Zephyr, on the other hand, was worried.

'Will my size… satisfy her?' His excitement slowly died down. Because of this, he even forgot that he was currently Mordret and not Zephyr.

However, because of this, the gentle tent in his pants slowly subsided. The anxiety about his size intensified as her hands carefully pulled his pants down.

"Wait-" But before he could voice out, Eliza had already pulled the treasure out of the box.

Mordret shut his eyes. How can he face the disappointment on the face of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen?

Yes… The size mattered after all.

"My Lord?" Eliza called him, but Mordret refused to open his eyes.

"D-did I do something wrong, My Lord?" Eliza's anxious voice called him again. Because of their intimate closeness, Mordret felt her shivering hands.

She was anxious. Probably way more than him.

"My Lord?" She got even more anxious as her voice carried sadness.

The subsiding erection served to scare her even more.

Eliza stuttered before dropping her head. "Am I not… attractive? Should I… leave? My Lord?"

Mordret abruptly opened his eyes and grabbed her shoulders. "NO!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Even Eliza was surprised by his sudden action.

"Ellie! Y-you are pretty and very… very attractive. But…" Unconsciously, Zephyr said his mind aloud. "But I am… I am…" Mordret stared at his subsiding tent.

How can he face..? Huh?

'What?!' Zephyr was shocked to the core. This wasn't what he had expected.

His little buddy… The one he used to joke as his third pinky finger… was as big as a horse's.

'Nah… that's an exaggeration, but still… Bigger than mine. This ain't mine.' Zephyr refused to believe it. 'Dumbo! You are Mordret and not Zephyr!' He facepalmed at his instinctive behavior.

After all, who wasn't insecure about their body parts, skin tone, and appearance? At least he was.

But in doing so, he denied the reality. Virtual reality to be precise. 'What a blunder.' He chuckled nervously.

Meanwhile, Eliza got even more confused as she saw Mordret's stoic face blooming with a smile. "M-My Lord?" Her nervous voice brought him back to the world.

"O-Oh." Mordret coughed and looked at his little broth– mighty dragon once again as he felt relieved.

Zephyr had a mischievous thought, so he decided to push his luck a little.

"Ellie." He called.

"Y-yes?" She answered with a flustered expression. Her fists clenched tightly after witnessing his erection die. All the previous confidence in her body shook after that experience.

"Do you not believe my words? I will say again, you are beautiful." Mordret's words calmed her… But just a little.

"To prove it… Kiss it." He said while adjusting his hips a little.

Eliza tilted her head but nodded eventually. And with nervous hands, she touched his rod.

'Cold…' Zephyr thought. Yet, her cold hands brought a sense of warmth to his heart.

Eliza's face got closer to his rod and…

Smooch~

Her soft and sensual lips gently kissed its head.

Smooch~ Again. Slowly, her kisses turned longer and deeper.

Once, twice, and thrice, She continued kissing the tip of his rod.

Without his order, she did it again. Her hand gently caressed his rod before she looked at Mordret with unsure eyes.

Mordret was stunned. To confirm his doubt for the last time, he stroked his dragon and witnessed a miracle.

It had soared.

Even Eliza's eyes widened.

'N-No way!' Zephyr sucked a cold breath. For the first time, he had the courage to stand confident in front of anyone as all of his skepticism was thrown into the trash.

"Ellie." He looked at her with… gratitude. (?)

"M-My Lord?" Eliza flustered. "T-tears?" She had heard that this part of men was sensitive, so she feared that she might've done something wrong.

But all of her doubts were cleared when Mordret's hand reached her head and stroked her hair, and said in a dangerously deep voice.

"Do it, Ellie." The mischievous girl giggled.

"With delight, My Lord." Ellie bent down.

It was time she showed her Lord the years of training she had received from her family… to serve the Lord.