It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains

359. Passion

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The room was simmering with the entwining heat of bodies.

Dizzy-headed, consciousness partially blurred, the moment seemed to continue with absurd illusions of my body melting away, blending with the other person.

Truthfully, if it weren’t for the shackles and chains, it could have been quite a romantic atmosphere on its own.

The lighting was carefully arranged, and each decoration hinted at the anticipation and longing Elnor had poured into this moment, evident even with a sidelong glance.

So.

Just a bit more, a bit more teasing kindness would be appreciated.

“–…!!!!”

An inarticulate moan escaped through gritted teeth during this interval.

Unlike the upper half, the condition of the lower body was undoubtedly much more severe.

A white viscous fluid poured from the tip of the organ with a force as if a dam had burst.

Even if unable to perform, it was certain that this had happened at least five times by now.

Although it had only been a few hours since the ‘start’ of our honeymoon, the body was already showing signs of fatigue.

“Wait, Elnor, just take a little break-“

“-Haa-“

The earnest plea for a moment’s respite was callously ignored.

Elnor, completely restrained, buried in my crotch, not only poured that liquid over the entire face without expressing discomfort but also exhaled a deep breath, feeling a profound heat rather than complaining about the discomfort.

The sight of the tongue flicking out and exploring near the mouth resembled savoring a delightful liquid.

“Resting is unnecessary. Can’t you endure a bit longer?”

Softly, while caressing my genitals with their hand, they whisper such words into my ear.

The shallow saliva lightly brushes against my earlobe, giving me a sensation as if poison is seeping in through there.

“How long do you think I’ve been waiting for this? Hmm?”

“…”

After spending quite a long time together, there’s one thing I’ve come to know.

There’s a distinct sign when this person has no intention of compromising, and it’s happening right now.

Today, here, their determination to see it through to the end is vividly revealed.

“♥”

And as they sigh, their eyes, witnessing me giving up like a deflated balloon, raise their corners up on both sides.

In a state where enchantment, seduction, or any other expression seems fitting, they softly take my genitals into their mouth again.

Sticky and affectionate movements flow down the surface of my genitals as if providing comfort.

The action itself is intense to the point of being terrifying, and the stimulation that enters my body is at an appropriate level, but what is undoubtedly inherent within such a situation is the tenderness that only someone who has dedicated their body, mind, and soul can bring forth.

I love you, I love you, all of me belongs to you, so please allow me to serve you.

It’s as if they are saying such words.

‘This is dangerous…’

Submission, surrender.

That transparent word flashes by near my field of vision.

It digs into only my weaknesses to the point of feeling relentless. With so many experiences like this, my senses should have dulled by now, but seeing them skillfully exploit only my weaknesses, the pleasure rises helplessly again.

I can’t do it, please stop, such requests are clearly as useless as a fingernail.

“It’s okay even if it’s broken.”

Consciousness flickers.

My head feels dizzy. The stimulation that has already exceeded the threshold value starts from the lower body and makes my entire spine tremble.

“For as long as it takes, I will take care of you.”

“—-!!!”

Once again, I’m on the verge.

It feels like lightning is flashing in front of my eyes. As if someone had sent an electric current through my nerves, my vision flashes and my whole body starts twitching.

I can’t control my expression, and all that comes out of my mouth are pathetic moans. In a wild manner, like squeezing tightly, I pour affection into Eleanor’s mouth again.

“-♥”

However, at the sight of me like that, Eleanor’s eyes narrow again.

It feels like I’ve never seen this person smile so widely before. The sound of a smack resonates and spreads, and this expression, while I’m ejaculating into my own mouth, approaches me as an unparalleled stimulation.

Gradually, Eleanor’s tongue gently traces over the surface of my genitals again.

It is clear to see that it is swallowing all the ejaculate that bursts out and passes through the esophagus.

After what feels like a long time, several tens of seconds pass, and Eleanor slowly pulls away.

“Isn’t it quite well done for warm-up exercise? Hmm?”

“…”

Honestly, all I can think is that she caught me.

I can’t even imagine how much I’ve wanted to be squeezed like this until now…

“-Hmm…”

My genitals are enveloped by the flesh again.

However, this time it’s not my mouth, but Elnor’s mouth.

But instead of fully engulfing it, it’s just like it’s fixed near the entrance, gradually heating up and fitting together.

“… Are you ready, my dear?”

…”

No, I would really appreciate it if you at least took a breath and answered.

As I pondered over that thought in my mind, suddenly a sentence fell from the other side.

“Do you know about that, Dowd?”

“…Yes?”

“If you become a member of the Tristan noble family, you’ll inevitably meet all sorts of people from different walks of life, and among them, well. There were quite a few who were not particularly noble, if you know what I mean.”

As I quietly listened to those words, Elnor spoke calmly.

“And among them, there were those who openly threw challenges at me.”

…”

What should I say to that?

It’s a bit infuriating, isn’t it?

“…Who are they?”

“-“

Elnor lightly chuckled and moved his hips up and down, teasing the tip of my manhood again.

Like administering a drug.

Until now, I’ve just been lying like a corpse, receiving, but this movement feels like a provocation, urging me to move like a man.

“Well, let’s just say they didn’t say it out loud, but you know.”

“… I’ve heard that there are those who say in the underworld, ‘If there’s even a chance to violate my body, I’d stake my life for it.'”

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His expression contorts visibly.

And the rage that wants to seek out those kinds of people and tear them apart one by one is a separate matter.

The half-limp member, which had been somewhat flaccid, now tightens again at Eleanor’s subtle words.

He understands perfectly well why this person is saying such things.

“This, is your own privilege that will never be allowed for them.”

As Eleanor speaks, his body rises and is illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window.

Glistening silver hair flowing down like a waterfall.

Eyes as clear as jewels, shining even under the dim light in the slightly dark room.

Skin so fair and white that it feels almost unfair.

A body that forms perfect curves.

Eleanor is a stunning beauty.

He understands the mentality of those men who spout such vulgar words to some extent.

And.

“I am yours. Forever and ever. I will fulfill your desires anytime, anywhere, in any way you want.”

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“—This, is a privilege only you can enjoy.”

And.

A woman who becomes the object of such desire.

Completely mine.

My body, a tool for you to use as you please.

I’ll do anything you want.

With passion and sincerity, I confess, even though I’ve been squeezed to the point of horror until now, hearing these words straight through.

“…Hmm.”

As Elnoah observes my slow rise with an expression hinting at interest, she breathes out in a manner suggesting intrigue, pressing her genitals snugly against her va*ginal entrance.

“…Saying it like that means you want me to do whatever I want, doesn’t it?”

“Um.”

Seemingly saying, “This is how my groom should be,”

I continue to push my genitals into Elnoah’s innermost parts until the very end.

“-Hm.”

With a breath full of heat, Elnoah’s insides wriggle as if asserting ownership.

A pleasure akin to being struck by lightning rises through my lower body.

Unreasonable moans escape my lips as if my genitalia is trying to squeeze something alive within Elnoah’s inner self.

“And, as much as I am yours.”

And just in front of me, who is enduring ejaculation with difficulty merely from the stimulation of insertion, Elnoah, enchantingly smiling, leans forward with her body still impaled. Placing a kiss full of affection on my forehead, she holds my face with both hands, locking eyes with me.

“You shall be mine as well.”

Again, a deep kiss.

Tongues entwined stickily.

“-Well then. It seems the night has just begun, Dawood.”

Undoubtedly, that was clear.

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