< — The Ducal Couple — > (11)
Translated by: Miss Ruby
Edited by: Luv Shng
TN: I would like to say I tried my best this chapter…. sigh. （*´▽｀*）
Lucia was wrapping up her second tea party after having an enjoyable time. She had invited only unmarried young noble women for this tea party. A red-haired lady sat in her seat till the end, then she walked up to Lucia.
“My name is Kate Milton, I greeted you earlier. My grand aunt has told me a lot about you. Ah, The Countess of Corzan is my grandaunt.”
“Oh, I remember now. That day, Madam Michelle boasted of her niece and told me that her niece would make a good companion.”
“Are you talking about my grandaunt? That is bit hard to believe. Whenever she sees me, she raises her eyebrows and gives me a fierce look.”
“I’m sure that’s just her showing her affection, Lady Milton. She also emphasized that if Lady Milton does not like me, it would be impossible for us to be friends.”
“In any case, that’s just how my grandaunt is. Now, although I am not sure if I want to have a troublemaker like you as a friend, if by any chance, someone is saying that we should be friends, then I oblige and prostrate myself.” (Kate)
The two women’s eyes met and they both burst into laughter. Kate’s open-minded words really matched her personality as she gave hearty laugh and extended her right hand.
“Please, call me Kate.”
It was Lucia’s first time seeing a noble lady offering a handshake as a greeting. Seeing Lucia’s look of surprise, Kate was startled and withdrew her hand.
“This…apologies. I was disrespectful. It is a habit I have been unable to fix even after my grand aunt’s scolding.”
Lucia chuckled and stretched out her hand. She liked this cheerful and straight forward lady from the get-go. Kate smiled and held Lucia’s hand.
“Call me by name, too.” (Lucia)
‘Vivian.’ She was hesitant to say that name.
Because Hugo kept calling her by that name this entire time, she had grown familiar with it and the sense of rejection she had in the past was pretty much gone but she was still uncomfortable with the name. A friend calling her by that name somehow made her feel like she was concealing her real self from the beginning.
“Lucia. Call me Lucia. It is my name from my childhood.”
The two women quickly became friends shortly after they met. Kate liked the feminine Duchess and Lucia liked the energetic and cheerful Kate. They both found parts that were missing from themselves in the other.
Afterwards, Kate often visited the Roam Castle to chat, have some tea and then leave. Kate was two years older than Lucia and Lucia was complete charmed with the first friend she had made. It took less than ten days for the two of them to become close friends.
“Could it be that His Grace doesn’t like you going out?” (Kate)
“Ha-ha. It’s not like that. He’s not that type of person.” (Lucia)
If Hugo were here, he would have immediately replied that he didn’t like it. Hugo didn’t control her movement; going out or not; because there was no reason to. There was no need to tell someone who always stayed within the castle to not leave the castle walls.
“Don’t you get frustrated just staying in Roam?”
“Not particularly. I hold a tea party sometimes and just like now, you come to see me pretty often.”
“Ah, don’t be like that, do you want to learn horseback riding? When I ride fast into the wind, I feel all my frustrations dissipating.”
Kate wanted to let the extremely reserved Lucia learn the pleasures of outdoor activity. The world was vast and there were many ways to enjoy oneself.
“Horseback riding? Isn’t that dangerous?”
“Not at all. You’ll know when you see them but they are very mild animals. Of course, it can be a little fast-paced in the beginning but as you continue riding, you’ll grow more familiar with it. Oh and it is also a good exercise for the body. These days, it’s trendy among women.”
“Is that so…?” Lucia mulled over it for a moment then replied. “I’ll have to get permission from His Grace.”
* * *
As she stroked his face, her hand trembled, falling, so she tried to hold onto his shoulders but her hands slipped on his sweat and fell to the bed. It wasn’t only her hands as her whole body trembled and quivered in ecstasy.
The man groaned and thrust into her. At the peak of his pleasure, he twitched violently inside her, wrenching himself out and released.
Her moist eyes filled up like that of an overflowing fountain and her tears poured down her face. She could not focus with the waves of euphoric pleasure passing through her body.
She felt as though she were floating in the air and then suddenly sank down, falling to somewhere unknown, like she was falling endlessly to her death.
He grunted fiercely, grabbing her buttocks with both of his hands, and entering into her soaked insides. He went a bit slowly, his sensitive part brushing slightly against her moist flesh as if to feel it out.
He moved slowly, moved a bit faster, then moved slowly again, enticing her as he riled her up.
Her insides squeezed and clenched on him, as if it was furiously resisting his invasion. Her exterior was honest as it convulsed, letting him know that her body was approaching its climax. He rammed deep into her highly sensitive insides with his member.
Lucia implored him as she whimpered. He was moving much harder and rougher than before. All her energy had been squeezed out and she couldn’t summon any power.
Her entire body was more sensitive so his hands simply sweeping across her skin caused her to ache in excitement.
“Huuu….. what do you want me to do?” (Hugo)
He shifted a little more weight down and thrusted in heavily. His rock-hard penis was not even slightly softer and the movement of his member deep inside of her was also tireless.
As the sexual organs of both of them met, the excitement from the movement and the pleasure that accompanied it were delivered to both parties without delay. But, although Hugo could handle it, Lucia could not.
“Hk! Ahh! No! Stop!”
Hugo looked at the woman who was squirming underneath his body. Her pupils were wide looking somewhat fearful and her eyelashes were wet. He lowered his head and licked the tears that had just fallen out of her eyes.
He captured her slightly open red lips and as he sucked on it, he wove his tongue into the open mouth. It was a short kiss and his tongue lightly caressed the inside of her mouth. Then he started kissing her again.
He suckled, licked, caressed and bit her lips. It was a passionate kiss that did not hide his tender but explicit desire.
“Should I stop?”
Even though he was saying that, he once again pushed inside of her. He was quickly wrapped in her innermost flesh and his breathing grew irregular.
Instantly, her teary eyes grew slightly round. The corners of his eyes curved and he laughed lazily.
“Just a little bit more.”
Of course, she should have expected it. She was once again deceived. She felt so wronged that she began to sob.
‘This is dangerous.’
Even though he mumbled that to himself, his expression was full of hunger and greed; like that of a hungry beast in front of its prey. As the rims of her eyes grew redder, she began to wriggle around and his lower body immediately reacted.
She felt his provoked member grow more aroused as blood rushed towards it and it became even stiffer. When he reached deep inside of her, she frowned and tightly shut her eyes.
He laughed contentedly, observing her reaction that was so cute he wanted to eat her up.
He thrust into her, hitting a spot he knew she liked, causing her body to shudder and she let out a seductive moan. The words to put an end to it were at the tip of his tongue but her moan was just too much stimulation.
“Just one more time.”
She panted as she looked at him suspiciously with her wet eyes.
‘I won’t be deceived this time.’ Was what her eyes were saying. Although it was fun when he led the sex and ate her up when she grumbled and said no, this was really the last time. Her flavor when she tenderly enticed and actively reacted to him was also special.
“You really promised.”
Her eyes appeared very docile. It happened every time but then she would think maybe this time. She had repeated the same mistake more times than she could count. She gave him a small nod and the corners of his mouth went up.
‘Ah, really. So cute.’ (Hugo)
“Lie on your stomach and raise your butt to me.” (Hugo)
Her body flinched as his warm member that was wrapped inside of her, was swiftly pulled out. She hesitated for a moment, looking at his enthusiasm that seemed like it would never end, then she obediently turned around and lay on her stomach.
Her white, plump buttocks was distorted in his clutches. He appreciated her appetizing curves that started from her back to her waist, leading to her butt then swiftly thrust into her from behind. Instantly, her body shook intensely.
“Ku! Haa…really. I’m going crazy.”
He couldn’t get enough of her taste no matter how many time he experienced it. Far from getting tired of it, every time he embraced her, it always felt fresh.
This woman with such a heavenly taste was his. Nobody was allowed to touch her.
If he could, he would engrave a sign on every part of her body to show that she was his. Lately, whenever he looked at her, in the depth of his eyes, there was a dangerous and possessive aura.
It was a very secret and silent darkness that he would never reveal to her.
* So, on a scale of one to ten, how did I do in translating the sex scene? XD
I drove to the airport and was gonna wrap this up once I came back buut… I had to start looking up terms for penis and synonyms for genitals and so on and so forth. I love this story hahahahah!
Anyways, I hope I made it come across really well. If it was awkward, tell me too. (~‾○‾)~