It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains

362. Passion (4)

●

When a person’s stamina reaches its limit, there are several phenomena that often occur.

Blurry vision, a mingling of breath and blood, or spasms that seize the entire body.

As someone who has experienced such situations as a person who has encountered extreme circumstances, I can’t say I’ve had little experience.

However, experiencing such sensations on a “bed” is undoubtedly a first-time experience.

“-Hoo, hoo-“

A sweet fragrance truly emanates from nearby, permeating the air between my dizzy head. The crisp sound of water splashing overshadows even the sound of waves coming from outside the window.

“-Um.”

Eleanor, who is biting one of her hands, sways her waist above me, passing by the hazy sight beyond.

Nauseous, with depleted stamina, and constantly thinking of wanting to stop, even so.

My body still honestly reacts to the stimulating touch.

“Guh, huh-“

A familiar sensation, so frequent that I can’t recall how many times it’s been, rises from the lower half, and once again, I release my passion into Eleanor without delay.

…”

Then, Eleanor, with a smile, approaches my face and kisses me.

Well done, you worked hard— that kind of feeling.

“Yeah. I think we can call it a day today.”

“Really?”

In a slightly brighter tone, as if revived from the brink of death, she asks, and Eleanor shrugs in response.

“I do.”

…”

“I’m not sure if it’s over on that end either.”

As she turns her head towards where she pointed with her finger, a gray demon with a vexed face, looking like it’s planning to stick around indefinitely, gazes this way while floating with its arms crossed in mid-air.

The expression full of when will they hand over the baton to this side…

…”

Honestly speaking.

I wouldn’t mind muttering a word or two by this point.

“…s*xual intercourse was something I learned to be a very sacred and splendid act where love between two people bears fruit.”

Creating an atmosphere, considering each other, and experiencing that beautifully between us is my dream.

It’s not about spinning around like horses mating everywhere…!

“So.”

Elnor swept her hair back, a devilish smile adorning her face.

“Are you in pain being with me?”

“…Honestly, if I were to say it’s not the best, that would be a lie.”

I know well enough I’m not in a position to complain about this as a person with a conscience.

Physically, it feels like I might die from exhaustion, but the fact that these two are making considerable efforts to please me with care is evident even to someone like me, unless I’m a complete fool.

It’s not like I have any s*xual issues, and where else could I enjoy such hospitality?

The atmosphere tends to lean towards a certain direction, but probably, if I asked, they would do anything for me.

“…Honestly, it’s just because of the sins I’ve committed until now that I silently accept this.”

Considering how much I’ve tainted this side until now, this much is just receiving what I deserve.

As I thought this and smirked inwardly, Elnor, caressing her chin, opened her mouth toward me.

“Well, it’s mostly true. But there’s one thing I’d like to clarify.”

“…?”

This person now feels like they’re effortlessly rummaging through my mind, to the point of being frightening.

“…Yes?”

Responding with dismay, Elnor turned, opening the drawer of the small table beside the bed.

And from there, she pulled out a book of considerable thickness, resembling some sort of legal text.

‘If it’s not for this, I would fulfill everything.’

‘…’

‘If you adhere to what’s written here, you can freely do the rest.’

‘…’

With excitement, I accept the book and take a closer look inside.

Although various stories are written haphazardly, if I were to summarize them all,

These are the things that Elnoah and I haven’t been able to do ‘together’ during our time together.

You could call it a bucket list. Things we want to do together in the future.

Thinking about this alone, I find myself speechless, as if my words are blocked.

‘…Of course, I’ll fulfill these wishes for you.’

I respond, adjusting my voice to a slight sniffle.

Perhaps until I keep flipping through the pages, I’ll remain in this state.

‘A list of positions we want to try: 1001 lines.’

‘A list of baby names we want to consider: 100 options (you get to choose 10).’

‘A list of daring plays we want to try-‘

‘…’

As I see these things written haphazardly on the page, my body stiffens.

“Oh, that’s something we wrote together.”

“…Really?”

Who on earth could I have written such things with?”

I hope this translation captures the essence of the original excerpt. If you have any other requests or need further assistance, feel free to let me know!”

She asked such a question, but instead of Eleanor’s response, I collided my fist against the floating grey demon next to me.

That’s a “brofist”. It’s a greeting that expresses the strong bond between friends.

“If you want to get along well, you have to compromise with each other.”

“…”

“Well, doing that makes the relationship a lot better.”

Good for us.

As long as it’s not something I have to accomplish by breaking my lower body.

[Man, that’s too long.]

And in the meantime, as if indicating that she had waited long enough, the puffed-up grey demon pushed me back onto the bed, familiarly took my member into her mouth, and slowly began to stimulate it.

It’s as if she’s saying, “Should I leave my share?”

“However, there is one curious fact.”

And Eleanor, who had been silently observing that scene, suddenly spoke again with a serious expression on her face.

“Do demons get pregnant too?”

“…”

“Well, looks like there’s more to adjust than we thought.”

Huh.

Hmm.

It might be a more important issue than I thought.

●

“Are you alive?”

“No.”

“Please get well soon, as it’s difficult to find a doctor nearby.”

…”

Moaning in response to Bella’s relentless words, I slowly rise from the bed.

The sound of joints clicking echoes around, along with the noise of dying breaths.

“Oh, and would you like to try this?”

Saying so, a teacup with steam rising from it is handed to me.

It contains a fragrant, clear green liquid.

“Oh, thank you.”

I take it without a second thought and drink it, thinking it’s a good morning beverage.

It tastes bitter. Just the right amount to awaken my mind, still not fully recovered from the exhausting labor of last night.

“It’s nice. What is this?”

“It’s an herbal tonic.”

…”

“They say it’s very effective for vitality…”

…”

Enough, seriously.

As I glare at Bella with cold eyes, she continues speaking with a mischievous smile.

“But still, thanks to your daily perseverance, Miss, you seem fairly satisfied.”

“Satisfied?”

Looking at Eleanor’s current state, it seemed she was the farthest away from that and the world.

As if not believing, Bella nodded as if understanding and replied.

“You might have truly become pregnant this time. How about visiting a doctor?”

“…”

“Last night, you poured it more than ten times—”

“Enough.”

I don’t want a real-time commentary on my nightlife from someone else…

Wiping off the sassy expression and sipping her tea again, Bella chuckled and took all the drinks I hadn’t finished.

“Well, at least it’s a satisfying period for you, madam.”

“Pardon?”

What’s this sudden talk about?

Blinking, I absentmindedly stared at Bella, and she, shrugging, continued speaking.

“Your female predecessors had more dazzling backgrounds than you, and usually, those who have passed through here didn’t have such splendid backgrounds. No matter how much you care about security, you’ll inevitably be discovered quickly.”

Oh.

Wait.

I can barely handle even one right now.

Feeling a sense that the last thing I want to hear might follow at this moment, I anxiously gaze into Bella’s eyes.

“There’s a guest, sir.”

Ignoring even that kind of glance, Bella coldly delivered the message.

“Miss, if someone happens to come here while you’re away, they should be allowed to ‘take out’ something, shouldn’t they?”

“…”

Why suddenly show mercy here?

“Well, it seems like the Chief’s son and the assassin sisters from the Prosperous Kingdom have come here.”

“…”

“Please be strong. I am here to demonstrate the disciplined techniques that you have trained with so far.”

“…Sorry, but could you please be quiet for a moment?”

Bella’s appearance, as if she was possessed by a god, brought on a splitting headache in both of her temples.

●