Ah, it’s fine, Johannes. You’re a beautiful prisoner who voluntarily surrendered. Given your inner thoughts and circumstances, even if you’re tortured a bit by the cruel jailer who captured you, you can endure it, can’t you?
I shook my whole body as if shaking off moisture. At some point, all my breaths had become scorching hot. It was a heat that burned from the back of my throat to the tip of my tongue.
“What’s been making you so happy all by yourself, Johannes?”
At my question, I could clearly sense him startling. However, aside from his rough breathing, not even a nod came in response.
I stared at him blankly, then rubbed my tear-soaked eyes with my forearm and carefully gathered his legs to sit on his thighs. My long, flowing hair spilled like waves, brushing against his waist.
“Ugh, uh…”
Johannes finally let out broken groans of pain as he tilted his face as if leaning against a chilling blade, and painfully turned his gaze to look up at me. I gently brushed back his sweat-soaked bangs. I wanted to firmly engrave in my eyes the pain appearing on his bare face.
And with that, I lowered my lips to gently prod at his open wound.
An uncontrollable sadism. The evil nature I had fully realized that night was pooling under my tongue like the saliva in my mouth. I stuck out my wet tongue to poke at his wound.
“You’re… strange, Johannes.”
Then I deliberately tilted my head.
“Why, why are you so excited…?”
“Ah, uh… ugh…”
“It’s obscene…. Really… Johannes, aren’t you ashamed of yourself in this situation, in front of me?”
Johannes groaned, unable to bear the sensation of his wound being probed. Strangely, it sounded more like a plaintive moan than a cry of pain. It seems my guess wasn’t entirely wrong. Yes, when Johannes, his face noticeably flushed, hurriedly raised his hand to firmly grasp my wrist, I could be certain.
At first, it was clearly a grip intending to stop me. But he couldn’t completely hide his heated instincts. He trembled as he dug his nails into my skin, but with those tremors he kept pulling my hand firmly towards his lower abdomen. He repeated this pattern of twitching his arm and then flinching in surprise, stopping abruptly.
The half-human, half-demon knight lying down with his back to the moonlight.
The sight of that devilishly beautiful person struggling with base impulses he couldn’t overcome was excessively enchanting. Every single movement of his body was like a desperate aphrodisiac to me. Trying to swallow that aphrodisiac with my bare eyes, an unmanageable thirst arose, constricting from deep in my stomach. You like this. While this situation is painful for you, deep down you’re willing. Tears welled up at that fully formed certainty. My breathing alone became unspeakably rapid.
“You’ve… always been like this.”
I murmured, panting heavily.
“Whenever I’m in front of you… every time, every time you’ve been lewd…. Ah, why didn’t I notice sooner. You’ve always, always been this aroused…. You, with your seemingly pure face, are actually a man… whose mind is filled entirely… with filthy selfishness…. I didn’t know you well….”
Johannes painfully swallowed, his eyes wide open. Deep humiliation and self-loathing mixed in his gaze along with excitement he couldn’t fully erase. Flushed to his forehead in an instant, he looked visibly distressed.
However, if I didn’t whisper like that, it was clear that I would wither away instead. I was so close to such a dark abyss, so desperately wishing for his pain. No, for him to cling to me until his eyes turned red hot even amidst that pain.
“Why are you suddenly surprised? Even if I’m an inadequate woman, I’ve seen and heard things, so how could I not know until now…?”
I pulled my hand from Johannes’ grip, took his wrist and pressed it against my cheek. I kissed his palm as if to encourage him. Then I lowered my empty hand and gently placed it.
Right in the center of Johannes’ bulging pants.
Johannes sharply inhaled.
“Now I know too, Johannes. You’ve actually been dying to rub flesh with me for a long time…. For a long time… you’ve been fantasizing about me alone…. To the point where you would dismiss raping me as just another nightmare you usually have… you’ve been lusting after me alone.”
“…..”
“How difficult it must have been to have to relieve your innate instincts by only doing those things to me in your head, with a body molded by lust? Ah, I always cherish and love you… but just imagining that instinct of yours makes me nauseous….”
I slightly curled my fingertips. While cruelly mocking him, I enjoyed the firm sensation against my palm. How much pain and longing are you feeling now from my cruel words? I could have gently caressed his lower body like patting a crying child’s head, but I didn’t move at all. There was no need to try moving.
Because Johannes had started rubbing his body against my hand first.
Little by little. So slightly it was hard to notice. He rocked his hips. Soon he was firmly rubbing against the soft flesh of my palm.
Of course, this wasn’t a movement openly displayed to me. It was a gesture deliberately feigning involuntary friction arising from spasms, as if he was just twitching his body. But Johannes himself must have known. That motion was… too blatant to hide his true intentions.
“…S-Sorry.”
“…..”
“Ah, sorry. I’m sorry…. Yvette….”
Was he sorry for those overt movements? Though I couldn’t hear clearly, Johannes whispered to me anxiously, his throat constricting. Even in that moment, I hid the sensation of my heart tightening, intoxicated by Johannes’ hips thrusting so dizzily.
“Liar….”
“I-I’m sincere….”
“You don’t feel sorry at all.”
I cut off the voice Johannes had painfully uttered. Johannes tightly closed his mouth, his eyebrows contorted in anguish.
“Looking back, Johannes, even after embracing me, you were always desperate, unable to stop demanding love and making me cry….”
“…..”
“How did it feel to violate me in your dreams? Did the dream version of me… accept you so joyfully? Or did I writhe and moan in disgust? Did I whisper words of love mixed with tears, and sometimes call out your name? Ah, you….”
“…..”
“You must have enjoyed that fantasy so much…. To the point of throwing away all the guilt and responsibility placed on you and finally acting it out…. How could you do that? For me, it’s utterly unbelievable….”
I spread my palm, tracing Johannes’ contours with my curled fingertips. Johannes let out a short moan that was almost like a cry.
“I… I did wrong. I, I… I hurt you, Yvette…. I did… wrong….”
What followed was an apology more faithful to physical instinct than true remorse. He seemed desperate, unable to relieve his lower body where all his blood was rushing. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I have no way to excuse myself to you. He frantically begged for forgiveness, trying his best to ride my touch while stumbling over his uncooperative tongue.
“Forgive… me, Yvette.”
“You’re so filthy, so petty….”
“Y-Yvette. Please… ple…”
“And so lovable….”
“Ugh….”
“What should I do with you, Johannes…?”
“…..”
“…Do you want me?”
I moved my hand to Johannes’ waistband as if about to undo his belt. Johannes’ gaze urgently followed my hand as he sharply inhaled. He couldn’t take his eyes off my hand, as if he would undress me with his gaze and pounce on me right away.
“Beg me.”
I murmured hazily as I pushed away all his hands.
“Beg out loud for me to touch you.”
Johannes’ eyes widened. He seemed to be at a loss for words. It was probably because he was surprised by my unhidden demand. But it seems the desperation of his body on the verge of bursting took precedence over reason paralyzed by shame.
Lust overpowered shame. He soon opened his mouth.
“T-”
“…..”
“…To-”
“…..”
“Please…”
He moved his lips several times as if his throat was blocked and no sound would come out. After exhaling forcefully like that a few times without forming proper words, I waited persistently until he could properly ask.
“T-touch me.”
At last.
“Do it. Touch me. Yvette… please. Relieve me. T-touch… T-tou… Ah, ugh…”
With that incomplete request at the end, Johannes breathed rapidly. Even at a glance, his stiffened tongue seemed frustrating and therefore painful. There was only a terrible hunger desiring nothing but climax. Not a shred of reason remained. He was that desperate for me.
My chest tightened at that rough rumbling urging me on. I couldn’t help but be thrilled by this hidden side that only I could see.
Indeed, who would know?
That you’re a knight who pants with such desire. A man who has completely crumbled, submitting to someone like me. While there’s no one in this area who doesn’t fear you, you who are used to stepping on others’ heads, only show such an ugly true face in front of me….
I could no longer suppress my pounding heart.
Panting slightly, I pulled out his belt with a slithering sound. I diligently undid the front fastening of his lower garment with both hands. Johannes flinched and jerked his whole body whenever my skin happened to touch his. Meanwhile, his gaze stubbornly followed my hands. It looked like an obsession to not miss a single moment of me coveting his body.
“Now I can see clearly… Johannes.”
I whispered as if to myself. Somehow wanting to examine every detail of his member, I spread open the loosened fabric of his clothes to the sides and even pushed up his upper garment to his upper abdomen. Ah… what should I do.
What should I do.
Straddling Johannes’ body, I lowered my head and exhaled, almost whimpering. Every time Johannes writhed as if unable to bear it, his taut manhood in his lower abdomen thrust up into the air and swayed back and forth.
As if telling me to look at it.
As if it alone had a mind separate from his body trembling with shame and self-loathing, and wanted to proudly display itself to me. The curve aching from not being able to have me. That familiar weight I had known for years already looked so…
Heated that day, I couldn’t believe it.
Ah, I wanted to lick it right away with this tongue. That swaying curve. I wanted to take it into my mouth as he had taught me during his stay at this inn, the good parts of his that I had to know even though I didn’t want to. I wanted to gently bite it with all my heart.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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