Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: The First and Second Night (III)

Trembling in her thoughts, as soon as Sweet Pea came back home, entering through the front door, a maid walked over to her.

“Here you are, my lady. As you ask, I brought a bunch of lavender to your bedroom.”

“Well done. Thank you.”

“They smell great. You will definitely like it.”

Sweet Pea’s bedroom theme for the day was lavender and violet. She wanted to invite him into her favorite colors, so she had asked the maid to visit the flower market.

‘Okay, don’t think about anything else and let’s focus on De Niro from now on.’

She kept overlapping Edward and De Niro. Hmm, could it be possible?

It’s Edward, not anyone else. Her childhood friend, Edward de Warwick, her only friend. He couldn’t be De Niro.

Above all, she didn’t even say that she made an advertisement like that!

Shaking her head, Sweet Pea hurried up to her bedroom, jumping up the stairs two steps at a time.

It was finally time to meet De Niro.

* * *

‘How is it that time goes by so slowly when you are waiting for the person you want to see?’ Today was only the second meeting, but Sweet Pea was already looking forward to their third and fourth meeting. Even though she hadn’t even started the second meeting yet.

‘I should be reading a book or something.’

There must still be some time left before De Niro arrives. Sweet Pea, who was glancing out of the window, was so happy that she skimmed through the bookshelf and picked up the book that she had read three times before.

<What is love? Isn’t physical love just as sublime as the love from the heart?

Johanna nodded in agreement with Reinkel’s cry. Their legs were intertwined like snakes, and both their skin was slippery, wet with the sweats of each other. The heart was pounding because of the act they had just finished, and the breath was so sweet. The feeling of wanting to hold each other’s body fluids once more because they don’t feel dirty. If this is not love, what would you call it?>

Love.

Sexual love.

Physical love.

Mental love.

Either way, it’s all the same love.

Sweet Pea bashfully laughed as she read her favorite passages over and over again. At that moment, the sound of the footsteps that she had been waiting for stopped at the door. It was probably De Niro. Sweet Pea immediately put the book down, drew a match, and lit a candle.

The night she had been waiting for every day had arrived. With two knocks, a low voice rang in her ears.

“I’m here, Lady Sweet Pea.”

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

She was supposed to be very calm this time. She shouldn’t even show any sign of being overly excited, just like a young lady.

All of those promises disappeared as soon as she met him in person.

Thud.

As soon as she opened the door, her heart fluttered. Today, De Niro was wearing a white suit, and she didn’t realize how well it suited him. He was just like Reinkel from the book. This must mean that she would be Johanna.

“It smells like lavender.”

“Ah, I’ve prepared them because it’s the day you’re coming. Welcome.”

However, no matter how much she tried to act seductive and mature like Johanna, it was useless.

For example, when De Niro put his lips on the nape of her neck, her whole body tingled.

“Hah.”

A faint moan that could barely be heard escaped from Sweet Pea’s lips.

It was a sudden touch, but she wasn’t embarrassed. Rather, it was because she had waited for several days. It could be because of the scents coming from the incense, but his lips resting on the nape of her neck was creating a different atmosphere from the last time.

‘Let’s have a little courage.’

“Well, De Niro. I hope there is nothing to save today.”

Sweet Pea tilted his head slightly and looked into De Niro’s eyes. She was gazing at his eyes that were not covered by the mask. A subtle and beautiful blue like a turquoise gem shone in contrast with the vermillion-reflected candlelight.

At that moment, she thought there was no one she knew that had blue eyes as pretty as De Niro’s.

“Ah…”

De Niro pressed his lips to the pinna of her ear and took a deep breath. An obscene voice escaped out of her mouth unconsciously. It felt like her hair was standing up.

“That was a rather lovely moan.”

“Th-That’s not it.”

“Sweet Pea.”

“Yes…”

His lips tickled her ear. Every time she felt his hot breath, a scorching heat rose from below. Sweet Pea quickly bit her lip to stop her moaning as she responded to his caresses.

“I hope you don’t spare your moans.”

“Ah!”

It was then. With both arms, he grabbed Sweet Pea and pulled her in. Her full, large breasts pressed against his hard, broad chest. The naked sensation of her skin being crushed was transmitted through the thin piece of fabric.

If she had felt this way, De Niro would have noticed it too.

For some reason, it felt hot between her thighs and the strength in her legs was loosening. Just then, their legs crossed, and the man’s strong lower body caught her weakened legs.

Sweet Pea’s skirt cluttered up randomly. His thick and strong muscular thigh, just like that of a knight who trains every day, pushed between her soft thighs, and the genitals in the center began to show their presence.

The friction between their skin increased. The tip of De Niro’s tongue seemed rough yet delicate. Her naivety was a sensation she couldn’t control. An excited body. The heightened atmosphere. Her breathing and gasping. Her expectations and anxiety and intuition that told her not to stop right there ran through her head.

It was like playing with fire. She didn’t want to stop.

Thump.

All of a sudden, Sweet Pea’s upper body fell onto the soft bed. Her legs trembled a little off the floor, and after a few moments, De Niro came in between her wide open knees. Simultaneously, his arms gently wrapped around her shoulders, closing the gap between them.

The lips that licked the back of her neck, why was she more nervous when the tip of his tongue was away?

Sweet Pea licked her lips and looked at De Niro’s blue eyes that were shaking like waves and then quickly looked away. Because his gaze was so intense, it felt like her whole body was on fire just by looking into them.

But for some reason, the red blazing light of the candle shone on the lips where the mask had deviated, and as soon as her gaze touched it, the man’s lips overlapped with hers.

“Umm”

Sweet lips. A sexy taste.

Without missing the moment she exhaled, De Niro stuck his tongue in and entered Sweet Pea’s mouth. The saliva that had pooled in her mouth was substantial and mixed together with his tongue. It was as if it was going to run down his lips at any moment.

…..Kiss.

Sweet Pea couldn’t get her mind off the sensual sense that was clearly imprinted on her. The kiss she shared with him didn’t feel like the sweet cotton candy she had imagined. It was as if she had become a lamb with all legs immersed in a swamp in which she could not get out.

De Niro slowly invaded Sweet Pea’s mouth. His tongue skimmed against her teeth and licked the roof of her mouth. The tip of his tongue moved freely against the moist, soft flesh.

She couldn’t get herself together.

She instinctively followed De Niro’s tongue but was soon out of breath. Sweet Pea gasped, her breathing messed up. She grabbed his collar as she leaned against his chest.

“Ha…”

“It’s going to be okay. From now on, you’ll be able to breathe a little better.”

Before Sweet Pea could question him on what he meant, De Niro grabbed her wrist and placed it between his neck and shoulders. In such a natural embrace, his face went straight to her breastbone. Without any hesitation, De Niro pulled down her dress and brought his lips over her white, plump breasts.

“Ah, heuk.”

Her breathing might have eased a little, but everything else became more uncontrollable. Her body became hotter, and the moans that bursted out of her lips became thick and raspy just like Johanna’s from the novel. It was hard to bear. She had no choice but to hug De Niro’s shoulder even tighter due to the sensation that was transmitted to her fingers.

The nipple, which was convexly protruded as if a red flower bud was formed on the white breast, was swallowed by the man’s mouth at once. His tongue, which moved cautiously as if to nibble the cherry decorated on a cupcake, became rough in his thickening breath.

The red and swollen flesh increased. Sweet Pea could only shout out his name in her heart at the strange stimulus that came over the bitter pain.

Was it strange to feel this way? Johanna was at her peak when she called her partner’s name.

The reality outside the novel in the dark was too naked and too delicate from the start. Sweet Pea struggled to blame the special atmosphere of ‘first time’. She ruffled De Niro’s hair, trying to relieve the sensation between her trembling legs little by little. It took a few seconds for the effort to become futile, though.

“D-De, Niro…!”

His face suddenly descended without warning. The tongue covered a wider area and soon arrived between her thighs. Unlike when she showed her breasts, the excitement that was added to her shame made her underwear wet enough to feel it herself.

“Ha, hah. Ugh.”

De Niro grabbed the weak reason just before it was cut and went in search of sweet honey. The desire to covet Sweet Pea without the feelings of ‘Edward’ was dangerous. But he couldn’t stop. As he said, he didn’t have much patience for today.

De Niro’s tongue sucked the soft skin, leaving the same marks as he had left on her breasts. The more the skin near the narrow gap, the darker and more intense the red and swollen marks. In the scene that had been repeated dozens or hundreds of times in his dream, De Niro’s tongue unhesitatingly penetrated her inner flesh.

So sweet. He didn’t have a lot of interest in sweet things, so why was Sweet Pea’s flesh so sweet and delicious? The more he sucked, the more thirsty he became. He vowed to treat her slowly and carefully, but once his tongue tasted the moistened skin, a ravenous sound came out from his throat.

The moment the bridge of his high nose touched the thin piece of fabric barely hiding her pubic hair, the hand that had been holding the woman’s knee pulled her underwear down completely. Almost simultaneously, his lips touched the darkest and most secretive flesh.

“Aaah!”

A chorus of cries broke out from Sweet Pea’s mouth. De Niro’s saliva was added to the place where the luscious liquid flowed, and the bushes covering the pubic area became thicker. The sound of sucking liquid echoed through the small space and reached her ears.

‘It’s so naughty.’

She would be lying if she said she had never imagined it. As Sweet Pea tried to remember the description of oral sex she had read in the book, she realized she didn’t need to, and bit her lip to swallow her moans. He cleaved a long line in the middle of her lower area with his finger, and rubbed her cilt round and round. He licked and lapped, rolling his tongue on her folds, which had been coated with transparent honey water from her hole.

“Hah, haah, ah!”

Her vocal cords are throbbing and ringing. Her secret part, which had never been allowed by anyone, was allowed by this man who she had met for the second time. Knowing that this was an immoral act, the sense of immorality and tension from deviance made the present moment more exciting.

She was going crazy. The same tongue that licked the nape of her neck, her auricles, and her lower lip. Why does it feel different?

Sweet Pea tried to slow down the aftermath of the sensations that overlapped like waves by squeezing her thighs to suppress the heat that seemed to melt from underneath. However, it was immediately blocked by De Niro’s hands, who grabbed the inside of her knee and spread it wide from both sides.

The mask was made of a special material that made her soft inside unharmed, but it did not absorb any moisture. Erotic liquid filled with love juices and saliva condensed on the mask and ran down De Niro’s chin. His tongue also descended from top to bottom, reaching the leaking hole.

“Haa… heuk.”

He curled the tip of his tongue, put it in the hole, and licked it up, and Sweet Pea’s waist bent like a bow. The moaning continued incessantly between the panting breaths.

It wasn’t the kind of thing she could put up with, and if she didn’t do it, she would go crazy. Even when she closed my eyes then opened them, the image in front of her was blurry. She couldn’t reject the root of the tongue that squeezed through the narrow hole.

It’s too, too … good. To the point of ecstasy.

Tears streamed down her temples as De Niro’s tongue sucked all the love fluids from her vaginal opening.

“Ahhhh!”

Sweet Pea’s body showed a light tremor along with the tears that wetted her cheeks. Her breath was choked, and she felt dizzy at the sensation of being pushed to the extreme. She became overly sensitive and swallowed her moan as she tried to grab a hold of her fading senses.

“Haaa, euk.”

And there was no more sound coming out of her lips.

Credits goes to Anon for translating, Soru for proofreading, and Ame for quality checking.

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