Chapter 21

The crown of the nipple, which flinched and retracted, and a soft saliva at the end of her mouth, she could tell just by hearing his voice. This time, she had a clear conviction.

“Also. It was this.”

“What, what is this?”

It wasn’t a question because he didn’t really know what he was saying. Emilia’s gaze was directed to only one place. Her pitiful green eyes, which were already full of tears, were gone, and they gleamed with the eyes of a prey hunter. The pink tongue sticking out and swiping once to moisten the lower lip was amazing.

It’s very similar to the time she licked my lips while talking about Chi chocolate cupcakes. Gulp. Chasing the same gaze as that of a predator that doesn’t look at her eyes, Calix swallowed dryly in tension. He wondered if the rabbit at the bottom of the food chain felt like this. There was nothing harsh about Emilia’s confident actions.

She couldn’t miss the opportunity to make up for her atrocities that had caused a lot of trouble even though she said she would help the Grand Duke. She started attacking where the reaction came from decisively.

Emilia opened her saliva-soaked, glossy lips wide, letting in the crimson color to surround Calix’s nipples in a bite. His stocky body, covered in muscularity, flinched. Perhaps noticing his tension, her small, soft hand squeezed the back of his tightly clenched hand. Calix felt as if the warmth of that touch was giving him friendly comfort, saying ‘It’s okay’. He seemed to be slightly relaxed.

Now, as if to soothe the jagged bumps surrounding his concave nipples, Emilia swept them wide with her wet tongue. Her lips came together following the movement of her tongue, and lazily filled the flesh she had put into her lips and sucked it in repeatedly.

“Jjuap-! Oops!”

Along with the loud sound of sucking flesh, Calix’s shallow moan escaped through his teeth. He leaned on his large body in a small hand gently wrapped around the back of his hand.

He could feel that the soft epidermis on the tip of Emilia’s tongue tightened and tightened. With her sharpened tongue, she targeted the crown of his chest, which was growing harder and firmer little by little, and touched it and stimulated it in all directions. Calix bit his lower lip as the tip of his stocky jaw soared toward the ceiling. For some reason, he felt like he shouldn’t let go of those lips that were holding his mouth that was about to open, as if it were a lifeline.

“Huh…what a pity!”

However, it was the moment when Calix’s elasticity, resembling a spirited spirit, was spit out through the cracks in his gaping lips. On the tip of Emilia’s wet tongue, she could feel the firm, dainty flesh rising. Like a leaf of a tender sprout that reveals its head among the piles of compacted soil, retaining the moisture that moistens the ground. The tips of Calix’s sunken nipples finally lifted their heads. Emilia’s face, which hadn’t completely dried yet, was wiping with red eyes, and her face turned bright.