Chapter 36 - Dessert

She was a young lady that he accidentally had dinner with months ago. He still couldn't believe that she invited her to go to a movie weeks later—which he agreed to. They often spent time together and her presence then slowly became something that he longed for.

That one day when she confessed her feelings, he was unbearably happy. But he was bound by morality and fear. Thus he rejected her, hurt her, and caused the tears to fall down to her cheeks. And days after that were the most excruciating days in his life.

But then he couldn't hold it anymore when she confessed for the third time. He loved her. He couldn't just bury his feelings and pretend that he didn't feel the same. And there, with the infirmary as the witness, he hugged her, kissed her on her lips, surrendering himself to his feelings.

And now he was in his room, doing the thing that he always wanted to do. Listening to her mellifluous voice created a series of moans which echoed in his room. Perceiving the softness and the warmth of her naked body with his skin. And admiring an adorable face she made as she was being thrusted by his cock over and over.

She was so tight, clenching around his cock which greatly brought him closer and closer to his climax.

His mind was clouded in pleasure. His eyes were seeing stars. His soul was in heaven. But, fortunately he still could think straight enough and not pour his seed into her throbbing pussy. He didn't mind breeding her, of course. Yet, he still needed to refrain from it for many consequences they would bear if they carelessly had kids.

A soft grunt left his throat as he spurted his cum on her stomach. He panted, pumping all his release until there was nothing left, before leaning forward and kissing his lover on the lips.

"Good girl…" lifting the corners of his lips, Cor caressed Eira's head.

She blushed, not giving any reply as she was currently panting hard. He guessed that she was probably too shy to speak.

Giving a soft chuckle, Cor left his bed and proceeded to take tissue to clean the mess he made on her body.

"Still hurt?" he asked while gently wiping her stomach.

"No…" Eira shook her head.

"Good." After he was done, Cor lay down next to her then wrapped his arms around her dainty figure.

He kissed her forehead while tenderly caressing her head. She was still panting, tired from their steamy exchange. Looking at her, a smile touched his lips when he saw the face she made. Her cheeks were red, still blushing, and apparently she was still embarrassed by the thing they just did.

"That was… my first…" she shyly said, almost whispering.

"I know…"

"I…" she bit her lower lips then glanced sideways, avoiding Cor's gaze.

"You don't like it?"

"No! No! Not like that…!" she quickly looked at him. "I… I'm so… embarrassed…"

Cor chuckled then kissed her lips. He loved the way she willingly opened her lips so that he could explore her mouth with his tongue. He loved the way she tasted. He loved the way she moaned into his throat.

Oh… Fuck…

He got excited again.

The next thing he knew, he was already crawling again on top of her, hungrily kissing her neck and giving new marks on her fair skin.

"Ah, Cor…"

It was a pleasure to hear his name slipping out from Eira's lips in the form of an intoxicated moan. It just made him want to bite her skin more and more, licking it, sucking it, giving dark marks so that whenever she looked into the mirror she would remember the things he did.

"Eira…" he whispered as he fondled her breast again. Trailing her skin with his lips, he moved toward her ear and gently nibbled it.

She writhed under his touch, panting while whispering his name.

"I can't get enough of you…" he whispered again, certainly it brought goosebumps to her neck.

"Me too…" she answered.

Cor looked at her eyes, making sure that she really meant what she said. There was lust reflected on her alluring black eyes, inviting him to fall deeper into her. Yet, he wasn't sure that she could withstand the second round, yet. Her hole must be sore after her first. Even though she herself wanted more, Cor should make sure that it wouldn't hurt her.

"I'll gently touch you. If it's painful, I won't continue."

She nodded, giving him permission.

Cor carefully touched her clit, rubbing it gently before going down to her entrance.

"Ah…! I-It hurts…" Eira unwittingly closed her legs, gesturing to Cor not to touch her further.

"It's okay, dear…" Cor expected this. Thus, the man stood on his knees and began to masturbate in front of her. "Oh fuck… You're so pretty…"

"Cor…" Eira just lied down there, staring at him with blushes painted on her cheeks.

"Let me see you…" Cor used his other hand to touch her knee and spread her legs open.

He always imagined her when he needed to find a release. But now, she was in front of him, in the flesh, not forget to mention that he just fucked her a few minutes before.

Once again, Cor spurted his cum onto her stomach. Relishing his climax even though the first one was more satisfying as her pussy was the one who did the job.

After wiping her body again, he then lied next to her. Tucking his blanket, he covered their bodies before looking at his lover's face.

"Why are you so adorable?" He gently caressed her cheek.

"Uu…" Eira's face was still red. "Don't make me embarrassed."

"I'm so happy." Cor didn't realize that he was lifting the corners of his lips, forming a genuine smile which melted his lover's mind.

"Me too…" she spoke softly.

Cor blinked when he felt her arm wrapped his body. Oh, her hand was so small and soft.

"Six… I think you need to wear some clothes… Or I'm going to need a third round."

"Not that I mind it though…" her answer made Cor widened his eyes.

"Don't test me," he growled.

Eira chuckled. "Lend me your t-shirt, then?"

At this point Cor didn't know if her wearing his t-shirt would stop him from getting aroused or just excited him more.

"Sure." Cor got up from the bed. After wearing his own t-shirt and sweatpants, he opened his wardrobe, took one of his t-shirts, then handed it to Eira. He also gave her underwear to her. Come on, if she didn't wear them, Cor was certain that he would need the third round.

Cor casually placed her blouse and skirt on his chair—Eira didn't seem to mind it—before returning back to the bed and looking at her.

He eyed her from head to toe. His t-shirt of course was too big for her, it almost looked like a onepiece on her small figure.

"Your t-shirt is so big." She chuckled.

"You're the one who asked."

"But this one is more comfortable than my blouse. Also…"

"Also?"

"I've always wanted to wear your t-shirt…"

Cor raised an eyebrow. He then chuckled, amused that his lover was so innocent and adorable. "Why is that?"

Her cheeks were getting redder. Looking down at her fingers which were playing with the hem of his t-shirt, she then whispered, "It feels like I'm being hugged by you…"

Another chuckle left Cor's throat. Wrapping his arms around her body, he then pulled her closer until she leant against his chest. "I'm hugging you right now. So, is it a double hug?"

Eira placed her hands on Cor's arms. "Ehehe… I think so."

"Hmm…" Cor shut his eyes, as he deeply inhaled her sweet fragrance. Months ago, he could only silently sniff it whenever she was nearby. But now, he could kiss the top of her head and savor her sweetness without hesitation. "What shampoo do you use?"

"Um?" Eira tilted her head. A soft giggle escaping her lips, "That's so random. Do you like it?"

"I do."

"It's Sweet Bouquet. Want me to buy you some?"

"No. I like it on you."

"Uu… You made me fluster…"

A smile touched his lips.

Silence enveloped them, as they just quietly enjoyed each other's presence. Cor placed his chin on her head, still relishing her fragrance everytime he inhaled. He didn't realize that he gently swayed his body right and left with her in his arms. He felt so comfortable, having another presence in his room which was usually quiet.

He didn't want to let her go. If he could, he wanted to forbid her from going home later, and asked her to spend a night—preferably nights—with him, and then when he woke up in the morning, he would see a smile adorned her face as she greeted him.

"Your room is so tidy and neat." Eira spoke, breaking the silence between them.

"Because I rarely stay at home."

"Do you clean your home yourself?"

"Fortunately I have a house caretaker who comes every weekday."

"Oh? Provided by the citadel?"

"Yes."

"That's nice."

"Regis visited my room once and then he decided that I needed some help regarding cleaning and stuff." He chuckled.

"That's a wise decision from the Highness."

"Yeah."

Eira then turned her body and looked at Cor, her eyes sparked in excitement. "I suddenly remembered about it again. Do you want to try the ice cream?"

Cor blinked, "Those weird flavors? What was it again… Charcoal?"

"Yes. They also have many other flavors that I think will pique your curiosity."

He smiled. "Sure."

"Yeay!"

Seeing her wide smile, Cor couldn't help but to kiss her lips. "How do we order it?"

"First, we see their menus. Ah, I left my phone in the living room."

"Let's move there then." Cor got up from the bed and without warning he held her in his arms just like what he did when he brought her to his room.

"I can walk by myself, you know."

"I just want to hug you while walking."

And with just those words, Eira's cheeks were reddened.

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Cor knitted his eyebrows, frowning as he looked at unfamiliar flavors of ice cream on Eira's phone. He could understand if they were names of fruits or general flavor, but something like mint leaves, cherry blossom, rose petals, and why the hell is charcoal.

And thus, Eira chose the ones he thought were weird and after waiting for thirty minutes, the ice creams were delivered to Cor's house.

"Six ice creams, huh." Cor gazed upon the six small cups on their front.

"For the marshal who only knew chocolate and vanilla! Which flavor do you want to try first?"

"Mint, then."

"My first favorite!" Eira took the mint blue colored cup then opened it. Giving the cup and the small wooden spoon to Cor, she smiled at him.

Cor's brain couldn't accept the logic behind mint ice cream. He wondered if it would be colder than usual one. Scooping it with his small spoon, he ate it.

Eira stared at him in excitement, waiting for his response or the expression he would make.

"This is…" Cor frowned, "Surprisingly good."

"Right?!" She grinned. Eira then opened all of the cups and asked Cor to try them one by one.

He loved her enthusiasm, her eyes sparked whenever she looked at him in anticipation. She gave off a soft laugh whenever he said that he liked those flavors, and it was really fun to taste something he never tried before.

Those were just small cups though, and they had eaten them all in less than fifteen minutes.

"So, now what's your favorite?" she asked.

"Hmm… Charcoal is weirdly nice. It wasn't too sweet, and I kinda like its texture."

"Yeaay! I'm happy you like it." She raised the corners of her lips. "I wished we could go to Altissia and try their gelato. Theirs are the best, or so, from what I heard."

"Hmm…"

"Ah… But these ones are so good, though. I hope that if one day I ate Altissian gelato, I still can enjoy these." Eira leaned against the sofa, "Aah! Ice cream is really the best dessert!"

"Hmm... I prefer other things than ice cream though."

"Oh? What is it? Ah? Don't tell me it's izakaya's coffee jelly!"

Cor quickly leaned forward and gave a kiss on Eira's lips. "Your kiss."

Her mouth was agape and in instance her cheeks were burning red.

Seeing how she froze, Cor chuckled. He had kissed her many times but the young lady still hadn't gotten used to it.

Circling one arm around her waist, he gave another kiss. He shut his eyes, perceiving her taste with his tongue. She was so soft, so tender, so delicious. He couldn't get enough of her.

He kissed her slowly, appreciating every movement, swallowing every one of her moans. Pulling her closer into his embrace, her warmth seeped into his chest.

After passionate kisses, Cor withdrew his face, only an inch as he whispered at her lips, "I need the third round after all."

Eira pulled her face so she could look at him. Curling her lips, she pouted playfully, "Uuu… Horny marshal…"

Cor chuckled. "I wonder whose fault?"

"Cor…" she still pouted, with a trace of blush that still lingered on her cheeks.

She shut her eyes, inviting Cor to grant her another kiss which was quickly answered by him. And thus, Cor found himself sinking deeply into her.