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Yasashī Shinjitsu to Seiryaku

Kekkon Vol

II

Chapter

29

They continued to hold each other

silently. She inhaled his scent deeply, and her body relaxed. His arms around

her shoulder and waist made her feel like she was cocooned in entirety,

‘Matilda…’ he called. She looked up

at his smiling face,

‘Leandroth,’ she returned. He

blushed. His whole face was deep red. He hid his face in the crook of her

shoulder, but she could see even his ears were red as well.

‘You’re making me shy,’ he said. He

was too cute, she thought

‘With you, I feel like I am a child

again.’ He said. His words made her happy.

‘There was once a love story where

the heroine said, to the hero, “I will be your mother, your older sister and

your younger sister, I will be your daughter and your lover.” (Zuben: That

sounds dodgy, but okay.) Now, I understand that feeling. I love, I forebear, I

scold, I get angry…’

‘And would that make me your

father, your older brother, younger brother, son and lover?’

‘And my husband, and my ally and my

friend…’ those words made her happy, ‘…my friend.’

‘I am so happy and we haven’t even

done anything yet.’

His hands were held loosely around

her neck,

‘It seems that you now have grown a

little bit of self confidence.’ He announced.

‘Really?’

‘Really.’

‘Are you being serious?’

‘Of course, why are you so

distrustful? You will be punished for distrusting my words.’ He said as he

began to tickle her. She immediately was squealing with laughter.

‘Hey, stop it!’ she said between

laughing hard.

‘You’re too loud, Mattie.’

The Prime Minister was dead, and

they should be quietly praying for his soul. But the emperor and his fiancée

were laughing in their room; it was rather monstrous to their servants. (Zuben:

I don’t get why they had to fake his death but okay.)

‘Ah!’

He wasn’t angry at her. He laughed

as well and pulled her into a hug,

‘Being a ruler is lonely,’ he said

in a low voice. ‘I am always being watched, my actions are always judged. When

I became Emperor, I had to be taken away from the front lines. My brother and

my comrades built a wall between them and me the moment I was chosen,’ (Zuben:

Get a handle of your court and you can always invite them over.)

He hugged her tightly do him she

could not look at his face, so she gently stroked his back,

‘I never thought I would be so

lonely…’ he said softly his voice trembling slightly. That he could tell her

his sorrows; it seemed that his confidence in her had grown.

Showing that he was dependant on

her as she was on him was a welcome thought to Matilda.

The castle was a huge bird cage.

And the former emperor abandoned

the cage, leaving Leandroth. Leandroth wanted to leave the door of the cage

open.

As for her, Matilda did not even

realise she had been in a cage. She’d always thought it was natural.

‘Even now, are you lonely?’ she

asked softly. Her gaze could only look up to his collarbones, she kissed him

there and tried to make a hickey, but the skin remained unblemished. She was

kind of upset about that. She got a little red and looked up at him; Leandroth

had a wry smile on his face,

‘I was intending to have a serious

conversation, but now I am somewhat distracted.’

‘Oh I didn’t mean to disturb you,’

she said apologetically

‘Mattie…’ he called as he took of

her corset and chemise.

Eh.

Her voice was arrested as he pulled

the silk over her head.

He hugged her naked body to him,

‘It feels good,’ she whispered.

He laughed, ‘That’s my line,’ he

said as stroked her down her back,

‘Smooth~’

‘If I am close to my brother, they

would think that I am favouring the Knights and the army. I can’t talk with the

mercenaries because they would say that we are two different classes. If I am

friendly with the servants and aides, people would say that I would be swayed

by bias of my aides.’

‘I want to treat everyone equally,

but I am told that it is impossible, and everyone’s speciality and status are

different.’

‘If I want to go somewhere quickly,

I can’t just grab a horse and go. They have to ensure the safety of the saddle

and the harness and this and that, just in case someone might have tampered

with it.’

‘If I am hungry at night, I can’t

just ask a servant to get me food, because an enemy may use the opportunity to

poison me, so I have to sleep hungry.’

‘In the battlefield, I can’t ride

freely; there is a wall of guards around me. I might as well have a target

drawn on me.’

‘And when I went to clean, I was provided

water that has been set aside for the soldiers to drink. I could tell. I don’t need such a thing done for me, but I

couldn’t say such a thing. All I needed was a wet towel, but they would think I

was being sarcastic. I was so upset about it. The delegation was so noisy; I

could not sleep for days.’

They held each other and laughed

mirthlessly.

‘I know I am lucky to be born into

royalty and luxury. But sometimes I have complaints too.’

‘True. Have you been waiting for

someone to complain to?’ she asked.

Leandroth looked at her and gently

swept hair away from her face.

‘Have you?’ she asked tilting her

head.

‘There were two other candidates

for marriage, you know; an Eastern Princess and a Western Princess (Zuben: As

you know the writer can’t be bothered to name anything, and I can’t be bothered

to think of a name.)

‘So I visited those places for a

short while and tried to get to know the Princesses. In the end it was too

troublesome. You can’t treat people with different personalities the same way.

And judging from their character, I wouldn’t have been at ease in my court or

at the offices.’

‘So you chose me because I didn’t

seem troublesome? And what was with that way you spoke to me in the beginning;

like you were talking to a child.’

‘Didn’t you talk politely in the

beginning yourself?’

‘So?’

‘So, it’s the same thing.’

They mirrored each other tilting

their heads.

‘It seems that one Princess did not

have many people to talk to, so I had to listen to a lecture on Mathematical

Philosophy, it was rather funny. It seemed rather troublesome for her to beat

around the bush.’

Matilda narrowed her eyes and

pouted. Leandroth thought back on what he said.

‘I do like Mathematics, it is fun,’ she said

pithily, ‘as well as Astronomy.’

‘Is it really? The only mathematics

I learnt dealt with budgeting, taxes and governing. It was more tedious than

interesting. I’m afraid it is impossible for me to do anything more than that.

Please pardon me.’ He said laughing though apologetic. His laughter looked

hearty and free,

‘It is pleasant to talk to you like

this.’ (Zuben: you could have tried doing so earlier) The comment was so sudden

Matilda forgot to blink, ‘It is the first time in eight years I have talked to

someone properly.’

‘Oh Leann,’

‘I’ve felt alone, forever.’

She put her hands on his cheeks,

‘You’re cold, you should warm up.’

His face felt heated in her hands, hers

felt heated too.

He stripped off the rest of his

clothes and her underwear. He sat up against the headboard and drew her over so

she was on all fours on top of him, his gaze went to her breasts and she felt

shy,

‘Does Leann love breasts?’

‘I like these breasts because they

are yours, even if you were dressed they would still draw my eye.’ He said

smiling.

It was funny that she had never

noticed that.

‘Hey, can you not fondle by breasts

as much this time?’

‘Why not?’ he asked tilting his

head. His expression was like a little boy who had been told he could not play

with his favourite toy.

‘I don’t want you to pull at them

so hard, and they get too stimulated.’ She muttered.

He turned her around so she was

lying up against his chest. He scooped her breasts from the bottom up,

honestly, just that stimulation hurt,

‘Painful?’ he asked.

‘A little. It is the same as when

I’m excited and feeling it.’ Her face was rosy as she muttered.

He massaged her breasts in a

circle, it hurt but it still felt good. She felt weak; she closed her eyes and

leaned back against his solid chest.

‘Is it only painful?’ he asked

‘It feels good, it hurts.’ She

answered truthfully.

He smiled in her ear and whispered,

‘You’re so honest.’ He kept up his sensual onslaught of her breasts and Matilda

stopped caring about the moans that leaked from her lips.

He suddenly let go of them, and

they bounced as they dropped. Then he scooped them up again,

‘These are pointy,’ he whispered

rubbing her nipples with the centre of his palms.

‘Ah~’ she moaned unexpectedly.

‘Did that hurt?’ he asked in

surprise. It looked like the big dog was frowning,

‘It’s hard to say right now…’ she

replied, especially when she was beginning to feel it between her legs.

He liked breasts, and liked to

caress them, so she wondered how he felt when she told him that they hurt when

he touched them.

‘Even if it hurts, I have to endure…?’

she asked, somehow she would feel sad if he said such a thing, but he replied

sincerely,

‘Since I have lots of time, I

remember what hurts and how much it hurts.’

‘!’

U.U

He pulled her nipples painfully.

He began to caress her breast

again, so she sighed in relief. Though it hurt, it also felt good and the

stimulus was shooting directly down into her lower abdomen, and she could feel

herself getting wet. She rubbed her legs tightly together.

His hand stroked down her stomach

and through the walnut curls that guarded her secret place between her tightly

closed legs. Her body trembled as he gently rubbed her love pearl.

He smiled as he stroked her inner

thigh and parted her legs exposing them to the air, making her shiver with the

sensation and anticipation.

‘How’s this?’ he asked as his

finger entered her tight wet hole.

‘…it doesn’t hurt but…’

‘But it is something nicer than

pain, isn’t it?’ he whispered as he licked around the shell of her ear.

She moaned and nodded.

His finger moved gently in an out

of her. His movements were easy, like her pleasure was important to him. He

traced lips and kissed down her neck, while one hand fondled her breast and

nipple and the other hand continued its gentle attack inside her.

She felt like giggling as though

someone had given her lots of sweets.

It was as though Leann was making

delicate glass, his touch was gentle.

He kissed and licked his way around

her body, and finally entered her. Their joining was gentle and leisurely, it

was just right for an over-sensitive body. But was it enough for him?

She opened her eyes to look up at

him,

‘Mattie, that expression is a

foul.’ He moaned and she could feel him get bigger within her.

‘Ahn~’ she moaned. The sensation

intensified crawling up her spine and tingling on her skin. He thrust into her

depths slowly inch by inch until he was deep within her. The sound of the wet

coupling filled the room. A frustration grew; a craving filled with a need for

satisfaction.

‘Leann…’ she moaned as she

unconsciously met his thrusts trying to ease the sense of frustration.

‘Mattie, I feel good.’ He whispered

over her, a vague smile on his lips. Then he thrust into her hard.

‘Ahn~ me too.’

The walls of her vagina began to

contract around him, ‘You’re going to come soon. You’re tightening around me.’

‘Ah…it’s useless…ah-ah’

‘Come for me Mattie,’ he said in a

hoarse whisper as reached between them and began to rub her clitoris.

‘Yes!’ she cried. He was thrusting

in a circle, and she met his thrusts. Her body bounced as he thrust harder and

harder.

It felt exquisite.

His thrusts intensified, and she

felt like she would break apart.

‘Ah~ah~ah’

She was enjoying the drawn out

moment, the sensations were very pleasant, she did not want it to end. She did

not want that lonely sensation when he left her. The walls of her honey pot

contracted around him, she applauded her body for acting faster on instinct

than thought.

‘You feel so good.’

He said she felt good; it made her

feel even better.

While he fucked her deeply, he

pinched her rosy nipples. The weight of him on her, his thrusts and his

fondling of her nipples, Matilda climaxed lightly. Her walls contracted around

him tightly. She wrapped her legs around him. She was a bit nervous as her body

shivered uncontrollably.

A bit weak from her climax, she

couldn’t move. Leandroth pulled her into a hug and lifted her while still

inside her. He grabbed her buttocks and raised her,

‘Oh!’ she cried out. The

stimulation was too much.

Holding her up on her thighs and arse,

he began to move her up and down his shaft. She was going crazy with

frustration. She could hear the sound of her love juices, she could feel it

dripping down her bum. He wasn’t entering her completely, just the thick head

his penis penetrating just a little past the entrance of her honey pot. She

held onto his head, and he gladly used the opportunity to suckle her breasts.

It went on for a while like this, she became delirious with both pleasure and

frustration, and she wanted him deeper,

‘Ah…ahn…ah…n,’

The frustration grew,

‘Leann,’ she called, ‘deeper.’

‘What, Mattie?’

Very well, she would say it more

firmly.

‘More…deeper.’

‘Deeper, where?’

Tears hung from her eyes due to the

frustration and teasing, ‘Please go deeper inside me.’

He finally thrust the object of his

desire deep into her, reaching up to her cervix, ‘Oh!’ she cried joyously.

‘That feels so good, I’m filled

with Leandroth, it feels so good.’

Leandroth moved Matilda up and down

his cock slowly, her moans became more frequent. Her breathing became

shallower,

‘It feels so big inside.’

‘Mattie, I’m coming out.’

Matilda smiled at the sound of his

voice, she was rather dazed.

‘I’m coming out,’

He lowered her body back on the

bed, but held her up by her waist. His hands fondled Matilda’s buttocks as he

thrust into her again. His form was clear as he entered her reaching far into

her.

She wrapped her arms and legs

around him and tightened her vagina walls around his thick manhood.

His cock head was abutting the

entrance of her womb, she could feel it pulsating drawing him in deeper.

He pulled her up against him to

meet his intensifying thrusts. He kissed her deeply. Her body was shaken by

him.

Her mind and body were filled with

him.

She could feel the climax building,

so she let herself go. Her head went white as he shot his hot white stuff into

her.