A Princely Guide to not be an Otome Target 4 - or 'Being the Prince in an Otome Game is sure a Drag!' (Mobuseka Prince Julius!SI)

Dancing is not exactly something I enjoyed. Even in my previous life, I was too clumsy on my feet. Some would say I was... Well, a bit of a threat to the dance floor.

That being said, I wasn't the kind of guy that would just give up on the chance to see Angie sporting that wonderful red dress and be a radiant blaze before many others. So... I solved the situation with a rather peculiar request.

"D-Dance practicing?"

"I trust you enough to ask you this, Angie. But I hope you understand that I am merely asking since I know you could be busy and-"

"I-I wouldn't mind!" She snapped, a bright scarlet blush on her face as she had a goofy smile plastered all over. "I-I mean, I wouldn't- wouldn't mind dancing with you for... for practice."

Gosh, she is like cotton candy!

So yes, not only did I train my feet to obey my mind, but I also got closer to Angie in those very sessions. Step by step, I was threading the line that would lead me to the much-awaited kiss as that would pretty much confirm our status as a future couple. I was taking it slow and steady, knowing that this route was properly railroaded to produce a wonderful wholesome romance.

Everything was setting for a wonderful night. I even asked Leon to be in his best mood around Olivia and to enjoy the day as I knew that nothing Marie could have mustered could have stopped me from getting somewhere in this relationship.

Soon it was time for the dance, everyone was prepared for a rather lovely night, and I managed to be spared from trouble as I found Angie walking around and showing off her lovely red dress. I waved at her as I approached, and she noticed as the blonde gave me a blinding smile that just set off the doki doki machine in my chest.

I know I sounds a bit cheesy here but... dang, she is cute!

"Julius."

"Angelica."

I took her right hand and we calmly marched close to the main floor. The dances had yet to start, but we shared the feeling of initiating things at once. Slowly and steadily, like with the practice session. I wasn't as clumsy as before, and she looked flustered but restrained in her shyness.

It wasn't perfect by any means on an objective standpoint, but it was indeed something memorable. Her smile, her beauty, our little moment of silent and yet loud happiness. Nothing ruined it as it went on smoothly and earnestly.

I saw Marie trying to stalk us, but the constant pestering from her boytoys for a dance made such an effort quite difficult to keep up with. Likewise, I was keen to move with Angie away from her gaze and... then it was time for a very interesting game for this dance.

"I think Olivia is getting closer to Leon," Angie hummed, studying them from afar as we were just being shameless gossipers at the party. "I thought Leon would have been more forward."

"He is a rather simple fellow: he first wants a safety net for his finances, and then he tries his hand in love."

"I noticed this much," The blonde confessed as we moved around to further check how things were going. "Also, didn't you say that the Queen was visiting?"

"She is. I saw her from afar, but I am confused as to why she didn't approach us just yet," I pointed out, surprised but kind of assuming that Mylene was just trying to give us some space.

Despite this, I just had a strange feeling that it wasn't going to be as easy, and as we went to check the table with the fine wines offered to the nobles, I found truth in my gut feeling as we did find Mylene... talking with some boys as she was drunk as crap. I fixed my sleeves, Angie rolling her eyes but nodding in agreement as I moved to grab those morons out of sight and away from taking advantage of my big-tiddy queen mother.

"Mou~, Lil' Jules! You meanie!"

"Mother, I understand you're bored, but you are also drunk," I tried to be nice since she was being reasonable. "How come no one is guarding you?"

"I am in a shecret misshion to spy on you~!"

I didn't grasp what she meant until I realized she was literally passing like a student here. From my understanding, she literally engaged in 'espionage' by removing her regalia and going out with a nice dress. Nothing too fancy, but almost no one realized it was her.

Nonetheless, our little conversation had gotten the attention of others. Some people were looking as I looked at Angie, nodded and she helped me escort the silly woman back to her room for the night. The guards at her door were mortified of what happened as they thought the Queen had been feeling ill and decided to stay in her room for the entire night.

This was a bit of a party killer for the Angie and I as we saw no point in going back. I escorted Angelica back to her room, seeing how influenced by the alcohol she was. She may have some endurance with the wine, but she may have drank a bit too much during the party. She was leaning on me, nuzzling on my shoulder, smiling and I had a clear view on her lovely breasts.

I thought it would have ended with a fairy tail-esque finale: I would get her to her room safely, she would be brightly wreck me with her gigawatt smile, and then a chaste kiss. That's all I was expecting.

"Jules," She softly muttered as it was time of the kiss, the door to her room open as we stood her for a moment and then- she pulled me close and into the room with her as the door closed behind us. "I wuv you~!"

Then a kiss- far from chaste, the passion burning within her body was spreading into mine. I may have drunk two glasses of wine, but I didn't think that plus the sudden sexual situation would have broached a development in our relationship far more intense than anything I could have envisioned.

The bed was soft, and same was for her boobs. She was just kissing me, and touching me. Same for me as I explored as greedily as she was. Everything was a blur as I expected things to escalate somehow, but the overall process didn't end up leading to much beyond us exposing our nudity with one another, touching ourselves and even getting a bit friskier as...

Angelica woke up with her hair disheveled and wearing my unbuttoned white shirt barely keeping her tiddies hidden from my happy eyes... but she definitely had a mixed reaction in seeing me wearing her bra.

"H-How? How did you get that?"

"Probably the same way you got my shirt, love."

I could tell she was immensely flustered at having initiated that wild night, but as the new morning came, it was just the two of us basking in a pleasant lewd cuddle.

"L-Love? You mean it?" She asked shyly, then smiling as I held onto her left hand with my right one, smiling happily as she grew more flustered by the second.

"Of course I mean it, my love."

And things were just getting started.


AN

Oh my, things got spicier!