The Main Character of Fairy Tale - Chapter 7
Kagen let out a small curse between his teeth. “From the beginning, I should not have touched you.”
Kagen looked at Floris’ purple eyes with a piercing gaze. “Forgive me.”
Now the faces were too close. The other hand that ran through her hair trembled. For years, he has been imagining this moment non-stop. A princess who is proud of her noble figure from far away, his cold teacher. For three years, all night, even though he imagined holding her, he couldn’t even touch her.
“What is this piece of cloth? That monster gave this to you?” His voice was completely silent.
Floris answered calmly. “It was in the closet. The clothes I was wearing were torn by my toenails.”
Beyond the enormous difference in status and the one-sided favors given to subordinates, there was no heat on her face, and she could not get farther away. Right now, hugging men and women, of course……he couldn’t take his hands off it. Surprisingly, Floris, who knew how to slap him on the cheek and order him to fall coldly was still as in the picture, being wrapped in his hands.
There was no sense of reality in the soft skin coming from the skin. How he imagined him brushing her shiny hair, caressing her soft cheeks, and touching her skin. Every time she taught the sword with an expressionless expression, he fell over and over again, sane with the desire to possess her.
Floris in a very tense atmosphere, said in a low voice of resignation. “I owe you my life.”
“Looking at the trap in that room, I can see what danger you went through to rescue me.”
Kagen’s breathing was heavy. There was only thin clothes between his huge man pressuring Floris, but she did not avoid it. There were only the two of them in the quiet and dark castle, and the sword dance had already stopped.
Kagen’s voice was as immersed as if he could fall, and his eyes were already clouded with desire. The woman he had been wanting for so long was so close to him that it was difficult to hold onto her. He was clearly muscular in arms, holding back his imagination.
Floris spoke calmly. “My father won’t just let me sleep with a slave. you know?”
“The Duke of Neviev with no blemish won’t allow it.”
“And so am I.” Floris lowered her eyes and said calmly.
Kagen’s hand had already stroked Floris’s hair, grabbing her cheek, and one hand gently stroked the soft inner flesh of her thigh. The time that had been binding on the desires had been too long, and his fingers, unable to touch any more, trembled.
“But you came at this risk. You will be granted one thing you desperately want, a Title, Magic Swordsman’s Status, and Flag. After all, what you want is what you don’t like, even the division commander.”
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