Even though thoroughly exhausted, Lyle still followed his biological clock and opened his eyes at the usual time. The sky was already bright, the sunlight piercing through the thick curtains.
He was sleeping on some familiar sofa. He gently rubbed his eyes that were assailed by the morning sun, which the curtains could not block out.
“Ugh … …”
Running his hand through his obsidian-colored, albeit bed hair afflicted hair, he then rubbed his childlike face that was unlike that of a real twelve years old.
This is not my room ...?
Where am I ?
Upon expanding his search area, his outstretched hand came into contact with something tender and soft in the vicinity of his solar plexus.
Wondering what exactly it was, he groped around with his hand, and that soft something changed its shape gently in the middle of his palm.
“Nnnya … … aahn … …”
Th-This feels somewhat ... familiar.
As Lyle reaffirmed the feeling of that soft something with his hands by opening and closing his palm,
“Nnh … no… oh, Lyle …”
“… … Mmm?”
At last, Lyle became fully awake, and he opened his eyes.
He finds himself laying on a sofa and his arm was used by a bare naked certain someone to lay their head on it. That certain someone's lips were just inches away from his ( pure ) muscles, and her hands are embracing his waist, so what to do now?
---What's worse?!
----That certain someone is definitely, without a doubt my Headmaster;
Darling!!!
Darling's naked and voluptuous chest,
Lyle's response was —— quickly closing his eyes and his hands firmly feel around a bit more.
"Aahn! ... Stop ... it tickles ..."
And so, he shamelessly groped her big fresh bulging chest causing for the Headmaster to moan seductively in her sleep.
Aiya, how can he have an erotic dream ?
Lyle's surprise quickly eased away, and he even closed his eyes immediately, muttering to himself: “That scared me to death, I must be having a wet dream. I must continue dreaming, who knows something might happen between the two of us again.”
So rare, also this was very real and it feels good to touch.
And what's best ...? His dream was getting better. ^-^
Lyle even smelled a sweet fragrant that seemed like roses coming from her.
He was really having a wonderful erotic dream about his darling, and he'll be damned, if he woke up when the good stuff was about to happen.
I must close my eyes to sleep more in order to prolong this dream a little longer.
Suddenly his head gradually becomes clearer … …
And clearer … …
Lyle was struck speechless.
Th-That's right!! That bastard assassin!
W-wait so this was real ...?
They really did it?
“This … is real?” Lyle stared in shock at the sleeping Moori beside him. As his mind cleared, this time he really wasn’t acting but was really shocked by the scene in front of him.
What he saw was not just his naked 'darling', but the fact that her soft skin was almost covered fully with white solidified substance, and her long legs were still blood-stained.
Lyle suspected if he was dreaming or not, but the truth was in front of him and he had nothing to say. He could only continuously shake his head and sigh.
Not in remorse or regret but something else.
As if he would regret it! What's done is done, and he will happily eat the already cooked rice!
The eternal bachelor finally graduated ... ? Seriously?
A-amazi--no, I mean really ... ?
Trembling, he thought of pulling back his claws, but he felt it was a waste so he once again put his hand back in to feel more.
They already did it, anyway~
Feeling it once again should be fine. Besides, he was too intoxicated last night and didn't quite enjoyed it. So right now was the chance!
Thus, a certain, shameless, roguish prince curled his lips into a mischievous smile and directly lay on a certain someone’s voluptuous chest.
“Darling.” The voice that was usually clear and mischievous, seemed to be infected with deep huskiness of lust.
At this moment she looks like a beautiful flower grasping on his waist. As the clothes covering them slowly falls down onto the floor, it reveals an extruding burst brushing upon his thigh and a tender body embracing the lower part of his body. On her body, there are traces of last night’s intense activities.
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Seeing the fine girl sleeping soundly with an innocent look on her face, Lyle could not hold back a sigh.
Of all the women he had met until now, the beauty of this woman is definitely capable of entering the best three.
She had this kind of mature allure that feels like a 'Big-sister' vibe.
Moori who was quietly sleeping seemed to have dazedly replied, gradually her neck was gently kissed, gradually … …
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It was almost noon when Moori finally woke up.
What happened to me? Her memories were vague from the time where her consciousness had been fading. Her body felt clean and wet.
And as she opened her eyes dazedly, she realized she was lying against Lyle's wide, sturdy chest that seemed unbefitting of his real age; But exudes a sense of security that made people feel safe.
In the next instance, she started to shudder uncontrollably as she realized that both she and the body below were totally naked, and pain was also coming in waves in her lower body.
As she struggled to support herself in climbing away from Lyle, her memory started to return slowly.
I ... I really did it ... with him ...
Her lily-white clothes, magician robe, underwear. All had been cast beside the sofa.
Seeing this, Moori was a bit embarrassed and wanted to quickly stand up but the moment she moved, she found out that her waist was sore and had no energy to move with even just one leg.
---It seemed like a certain someone had pushed her down forcefully and savagely last night.
What should I do ...?
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While Moori is still sitting on the sofa while thinking about how to deal with this situation,
“Hm …” At this time, Lyle made a sound as he started to wake up, mostly because when Moori got up she just happened to land on his arm.
The sleepy boy opened his eyes, gently looks up and sees Moori peacefully looking at him.
"Good morning, darling" Lyle smiled sweetly.
‘"Um, Th-This ... I ... This is not ..." Seeing his expression which was pretty calm as if nothing had happened last night, she really didn't know what to say.
Moori is really astonished looking at the smiling young man.
This is truly an abnormal, shameless guy, being able to calmly wake up after all that and even address to her as if it was just natural.
After a few seconds, She then carefully lifts up her head, and stood up wanting to leave the crime scene, but her foot has not even touched the ground yet, someone hugs her from behind and pulls her back.
“Why do you run?” The voice of the young man who just woke up is low and husky.
“I, I did not run.” In order to prevent him from continuing with this topic, Moori immediately tried to explain, “Th-This is not what you think ... I was just ... last night, I ...!?”
"Enough ... You don't need to explain it. Besides, I'm pretty much grateful and happy." Lyle gently said.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and he pulled her onto his lap. He leaned close to her ear and he spoke in a husky voice. "My love, Now that thing had fina-I mean, already happened, you won't ever be able to run away from me ... understand?"
Lyle normally hated the bright morning sunlight. Thus, he rolled over dragging Moori's body in the sofa and lie beside her. He found a comfortable spot on Moori's chest and he leaned on it.
Moori didn't resist, no she didn't have time to resist. The moment she heard his words, her heart immediately stopped and her mind became messy. She couldn't think straight anymore and could only let Lyle do what he wants.
"Th-This will just happen one time ... after this, I ..."
Lyle squints his eyes and smiles faintly, “Nope, despite my looks I'm a respectable gentleman. What I did, I will always take responsibility for it.”
While talking, his firm and powerful legs move slightly and swiftly trap Moori in a more embarrassing situation.
He then pulled her closer to his chest. "Last night you made me very happy; though I hardly remembered it. Thus, no matter what you say you are already mine."
Feeling his scorching heat, Moori‘s cheeks become hot so she quietly reminds him: “Even if you say that ... what about Princess Feme? Or that Angelica Strauss?”