Chapter 22

On top of him who had sprouted, a yellow flower with a beautiful face bloomed. Calix’s vision, which had been getting distant, became clearer, and her blooming face came in. She was just smiling softly, with her saliva-soaked and glistening lips lifted all the way up. For some reason, his chest was more excited than when she sucked his nipple on those cherry-like lips, and he felt strange. It was Calix more than anyone else who should be thrilled.

It was a pity that her lips, which looked beautiful, fell off, and he couldn’t figure out why. Even though his nipples were already standing proudly with their heads raised, desire arose. If he brings his fingertips to Emilia’s delicately curved lips, will she suck his breasts again as she did just before? He even had a bizarre thought. Calix, who had gone ahead of his imagination, lifted his free hand as if possessed. However, his hand fell in vain, unable to reach her lips in the end.

It was because he felt a distinct heaviness from below, as if the organs of his body were contracting. Calix realized that it wasn’t just his nipples that sprouted from his body.

“Today, that, you better stop.”

“Yeah? Why! You’ve been doing well so far, so why are you doing it again? Look at this, Archduke. The nipples still haven’t sunken yet.”

“Ah, I understand, so just for today, Let’s stop.”

Emilia couldn’t understand at all. Even if she shed tears of emotion right now, it might not be enough. What has she been working on together all this time? She was stunned. Instead of being happy together, Calix suddenly turned his head and turned away from her gaze, and asked her to stop.

“But… I definitely didn’t make any more mistakes today, but I don’t understand.”

Like that picky grand duke, Emilia kicked the flagship and turned her head feeling abandoned. At the end of her gaze, which turned to the left, it finally came in.

“Ugh! No way… Grand Duke, maybe?”

Something huge was sprouting from under his pants, expanding to pierce the fabric.

“No. Just no.”

“Huu…… Archduke. Are you really like that because of this?”

“Don’t get me wrong, Emilia. I couldn’t control it, so it happened on its own, but I’m not trying to do anything to you. I’m not that unscrupulous at all. This…!”

Calix shook his head with a sense of urgency as if cornered. His head went cold and cold sweat ran down his back.

‘It’s over. I didn’t mean to stand. Damn a fuckin’ bastard.’

In the current situation where his eyes are getting far away, a curse word came out from the depths of his heart. Of course, he would be lying if he said he had never been like this. Even after he imagined her immaculate breasts dyed in crimson, he secretly stroked the thing between his legs every once in a while being awake at night.

“No, Grand Duke. Now that you know why, stop! We don’t have time.”

Emilia was more determined than usual. Calix, who was digging his own tunnel, was not given time to hide. He was also worried that she had made a mistake, but there was nothing to be harsh about as long as he knew the reason.

“Eh. Just like our innocent Grand Duke. The dick can stand after that. What are you so ashamed of?”

“That dick, dick? Emilia! Where the hell did you say that! Aren’t you ashamed?”