I Became the Younger Sister of a Regretful Obsessive Male Lead – Chapter 117
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I was dumbfounded while listening to Lucian’s explanation. Not only had I never thought there would be a place like this, but also because he showed me a space only used by the duke and his wife, making my heart beat like crazy.
As he opened the door and pulled my hand, possessed, I slipped through the crack in the open door.
Sunlight streamed in through the large windows in the front. The windows were not transparent but were made of various colors.
It was a brilliant color, like the stained glass in a cathedral in Europe that I had seen on TV before I possessed this world. The windows were painted with shards of glass, and at first glance, it looked like a woman on her knees praying.
The moment I saw the huge bed that occupied the spot in front of it, I swallowed a gulp.
I thought the bed I was staying in was also big, but the bed in front of me was beyond imagination. I even thought that mine might have been a mini-size. Above it, a canopy of black chiffon fabric fell from the ceiling.
Colorful light penetrated through the canopy that seemed to cover the entire large bed.
It was a room with a mysterious atmosphere. As I exclaimed at the size, which seemed like I would not fall off even if I lay down and rotated twenty times, I thought something was strange.
“But, why is there only a bed here…?”
Even in a normal bedroom, there was various furniture, such as bedside tables, tables, or couches, but in this place, there was only the window, the canopy, and the bed.
Lucian answered my question with a shrug.
“Well. Maybe, it wasn’t to taste?”
“Is this Luci’s grandparents’ taste?”
He pulled me as I was standing in front of the door, watching.
“You can change this place to whatever you want.”
“The person who will use it must change. If not, who will change it? If you don’t like it, I’ll choose.”
When he uttered in a laughing voice, I could understand exactly what he was saying.
…This was where we would sleep together in the future.
As soon as I thought about it, my face heated up for no reason. I entered the bedroom in broad daylight and felt something strange.
“Come over here, Ray.”
He dragged me. Lucian, who came to the side of the bed, pulled back the canopy and put me on top of the bed.
No, it was broad daylight! What is he doing…?!
When I couldn’t get it out of my mouth and was shy inside, he suddenly came up on top of me. Lowering his head, Lucian gave me a short kiss on my cheek and eyebrows and moved aside. For a moment, I felt my heart shrink. I was so surprised.
‘Why is he doing that?’
Feeling sorry for something, I pursed my lips and lowered my eyes. Lucian eventually opened his mouth in a low voice.
“Look up, Ray.”
Following his voice, I slowly raised my gaze. Before I knew it, I joined the hands at the window that filled my view.
A new window that I did not see before because of the canopy that was emitting a splendid color. The round stained-glass windows were shaped like vines with thorns intertwined and then extending towards the center. And in the center, there was a large black rose, the pattern of the Duchy.
The midday moon was visible through the black rose gap.
All I could do was utter a short exclamation.
It was so beautiful that I stared blankly at the window in the ceiling, enchanted. Even though I often saw something rare in the Duchy, it was not to this extent.
“Do you like it?”
I slowly turned my head at his voice. It was rare to see him at the same eye level as me.
It was very rare to lie down with him. He always put me to sleep, but he never lay in bed with me except when I was sick. Lucian was the one who went back to his room after giving a plain greeting while kissing like he was going to eat me… so this moment felt very unfamiliar.
At the same time, a sense of tension rose.
I’d heard that people’s emotions get transmitted. It was clear that he felt my tension as well. The eyes that gazed at me deepened, and the regular sound of breathing suddenly stopped.
We gazed silently into each other’s eyes. His face, which had a brilliant color, seemed full of beauty and majesty, like the general of angels had descended. He relaxed as he blinked slowly. Lying on his side, leaning loosely on his arm, he stared more comfortably than ever.
At first glance, the satiety in his expression showed the composure of a person who had accomplished something.
I got up like I was possessed as I looked down at him with my chest feeling firmly gripped.
Looking at him as if I was going to be sucked into the warm golden eyes, I slowly lowered my face. My heart was beating as if it would explode. All this time, I hadn’t been the one active because I did not believe in his affection and doubted it.
But now, I know… how much he loved me.
I could trust him, I thought so.
It was refreshing to see the beautiful face that had always been above me, waiting with anticipation beneath me. As I slightly held his well-groomed lips, then moved from left and right as he did, I exhaled lightly, feeling the touch of his soft lips.
I could not lie that I was actually quite nervous. The tension rose to my face, and sweat broke out all over my body.
My hair flowed down on either side like a curtain, blocking my view so that only his face could be seen while I supported his sharp chin with both hands and kissed his lips, his cheeks, and above his eyebrows.
I took a little bit of the hard flesh that was different from mine and then spat it out repeatedly as he took a small breath and watched my actions.
As if he would accept anything I did, he just rubbed the tip of my spine with his fingertips.
Still, the hand gesture felt so strange that it became more and more difficult to breathe. I bit his lip again, then turned my head slightly and carefully pushed the tip of my tongue into his mouth.
Perhaps he had been waiting, his tongue coiled into mine and the hot, wet mass of flesh invaded the inside of my mouth, stirring in a sticky consistency. As I was helplessly deprived of my lips, the fingertips that were touching my waist raised up and climbed up my back.
Automatically, my back and legs trembled. I blinked in surprise at the reaction I never intended, but his tongue only went deeper.
The tip of his tongue, rubbed the inside of my mouth and the tips of his fingers came up as if scratching my back seemed to move as one body. Even though it was only his fingertips and the tip of his tongue, my body trembled intermittently.
I had triumphantly climbed first, only to end up fluttering like a bird caught in a snare.
A silver thread formed between our slightly separated lips, and hot breath flowed out. Eventually, his hand, which had risen to the nape of my neck, spread wide and wrapped around my scalp, scratching from the nape of my neck.
It made my hair stand on end. At the same time, my arms lost strength and smacked into his lips.
It wasn’t a kiss, it was a real lip smack.
, it hurts…”
As I covered my lips and crouched over him, my vision swung around. Blood was smeared on his lips, and the lips felt like they had just been bumped into me.
Surprised, I gently pressed it with my fingertips, and his tongue came out to greet it instead and wrapped it around my fingertips. The hot, wet sensation in his sucking mouth tickled, and my black eyelashes trembled as I bent my fingertips.
A blush formed on his white face as he exhaled thinly made me drool.
It was so, so vulgar and obscene.
I turned my head at an angle, but his gaze was fixed on me and did not fall. Lucian gently brushed my hair as if massaging it, then slowly lowered his hand. His hard fingertips pressed down from the flesh under my ears.
When he pressed the nape of my neck with both of his fingers, I couldn’t even breathe because of the thrilling sensation.
Lucian bent his index finger and gently pressed the nape of my neck before spreading his palm and wrapping it around the soft skin. As he touched a place that no one had ever touched, my breath stopped in surprise, and my fingertips that were pressing inside his mouth tightened.
Not knowing that the soft thing clinging to my fingertips was his tongue, I pressed it down and closed my eyes.
I couldn’t even look at his face any longer.
His face alone was so erotic though if I looked down at it, I felt like my mind would be blown away.
A terribly low voice called me with an elegant accent. He had his own unique accent and pronunciation.
Especially when he called my name, he said the word ‘R’ faintly, as if he had put my name on the tip of his tongue beforehand, so it gave off a distinctly different feeling from when someone else called it. His vocal method, which was never plain, was firmly imprinted in my head.
Particularly in a strange situation like this, calling me that way and with a tone that made my ears melt was really good.
…It was a foul.
I was closing my eyes, thinking that I would die if I opened them, but suddenly something fell on my face.
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