< — Father and Son — > (4)
Hugo placed the pillow behind him to support his back and leaned halfway on the pillow. She sat on his thighs facing him, her upper body sprawled across his chest. Her head rested on his chest and her limbs were spread apart while his hand slowly rubbed her back as though comforting her.
The fervent passion had dissipated somewhat but the lingering passion was just as before. Above all, his erect member was still deep inside her body. His huge rod stirred inside her, as though reminding her of its presence and she grew slightly nervous because she didn’t know when he would start moving again.
She didn’t find the new way he was trying particularly likable. Although she could rest, she could not sleep and they had gone at it all night.
“Why did you send Damian to boarding school?”
Young noble children were usually taught by a private tutor. While it was trendy to send children to an academy these days, it was usually just to gain experience when they were around 15, and for only about three to four years.
Rather than for studying, the purpose of this was for noble children to build a network with other noble children while interacting with them. There wasn’t a case where someone with a status of ‘heir to the duke’ completed a course at a boarding school.
This were usually not done because courses were taken by second sons that were not heirs and wished to take a course purely for studying purposes.
“Because I couldn’t take care of him.”
When Philip brought Damian, Hugo was focused on the war that was at its peak. And most of the time, he could only stop by Roam a few times a year. He had been slightly fascinated at how fast the boy grew every time he saw him but to him, the boy was like a pet.
To the Hugo that had no intention of becoming a father, the child that appeared out of nowhere had no special meaning for him. But he instinctively knew that the child needed a safe home.
It was very possible that if there was no Damian, Hugo would have abandoned the Taran family or trampled it to pieces. It was only after some time that it occurred to Hugo that maybe Philip had brought Damian to him because he figured out Hugo thoughts towards the Taran family.
It was also around this time that the war was beginning to slow down, Damian had turned five and Hugo was gaining more room and time for his thoughts. With more time to think, he considered the situation on the war front and concluded that the war was not going to be expanding any further.
He was a perfect match for war, and the thought of going back to the north and dealing with boring paperwork was loathsome.
Why do I have to? He had questioned himself.
It wasn’t any of his concern what happened to the likes of the Taran family but he was fond of the northern land. He didn’t want to leave the wild and coarse land and it was general knowledge that the Taran family had to be doing well for the north to be prosperous.
He ended up reaching the conclusion that all he had to do was find a useful person to hand over the family to, therefore, he appointed Damian as his successor. He had no intention of having a child and figured that if he took Damian, who was already known as his son, as his successor, there would not be much backlash.
Later, he realized he thought too simple of it. The northern nobles as well as his vassals, did not like it. They questioned why the boy was recognized as successor and said that there was no precedent but in response Hugo laughed scornfully at them.
No precedent? Then he would do it and become the precedent. He didn’t care what the nobles were grumbling about but he kept thinking of the darkness he had seen in the boy’s eyes when they met after a long time.
Placing the boy under public eye seemed to be harming his mind so Hugo figured that since he couldn’t raise or embrace the boy properly, it would be better to educate him in a place with no prejudice. So, he sent the boy to boarding school, where no eyes or hands could reach him.
‘You don’t hate the child, do you?’ (Lucia)
Lucia held back what she wanted to ask. It would be too much to question to that extent. She still didn’t know his exact feelings towards Damian and making an advance judgement was more likely to make his feelings towards the child worsen.
“Then…since I can care for him now, can he keep staying in Roam?”
He reached out and grabbed her butt firmly with both hands causing Lucia to reflexively lift her head.
“I promised the boy.”
Hugo lowered his head, placing his teeth on her neck and biting down causing her slender body to flinch. He licked her neck, his tongue sweeping over the light bite mark on her neck.
“I told him, when he graduates in the future, I will hand over my position. If I tell him now, ‘do not go to boarding school anymore’, he will think that I don’t want him to succeed me.”
He lifted his head, meeting her gaze.
“Do you still think his staying here would benefit him?”
“…No, I didn’t think it through.”
A crescent line formed on his lips. He thrust his head forwards, placing his face very close to hers.
“Although it’s nice and cute.” (Hugo)
His lips touched hers briefly and moved away.
“Do not go too far.”
Lucia interpreted his words as telling her not to get involved with his child’s affairs. However, what Hugo meant by telling to get along with the child, but limiting her somewhat, was that he didn’t want the child to come in between their relationship.
Unfortunately, this misunderstanding from their conversation could not be resolved now.
Hugo captured her lips and reached out to grab her perky butt. He lifted her up and immediately dropped her down, penetrated her soaking entrance with his member. Her smooth waist curved and her head fell backwards as he continuously lifted her up and down, pounding into her fleshly insides.
Her hand moved backwards, grabbing onto his legs for support and her body shook with his intense movements.
He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her forward and hurriedly thrust into her. With the repeated motions, his lips were brought to her ears and his rough whisper floated into her ear.
The way he said her name sent tingles up her spine. She didn’t know when it started but whenever he called her Vivian, it no longer felt awkward. Rather, when he called her…
She felt like she’d discovered a new side to herself.
As her vaginal walls throbbed and squeezed, Hugo suppressed a moan and quickly flipped her onto the bed. He re-captured her lips and continued to thrust in and out of her moist entrance.
Lucia held onto his arm and trembled with tingles of pleasure. She could vividly feel his length inside of her and instinctively widened her legs and lifted her butt to accept him deeper.
He ended their breathtaking kiss and lifted his head. Then he began to concentrate more on the movements of his waist. He moved slowly at first then abruptly increased his speed, heavily thrusting in and out.
In response to his vigorous movements, a coquettish cry escaped from her mouth and she vacantly watched his solid chest move as he devoured her.
His ripped muscles and tiny nipples moved as he thrust into her, enticing her to touching them. When his movements slowed down a little, she stroked his chest with her hand, feeling the movement of his muscles.
She lifted her head to lick his chest lightly and his body jerked in response. She did it again, this time licking around his nipple for a while longer.
Hugo swallowed back his curses and fiercely re-captured her lips. He recklessly drove his member into her and her body shook back and forth. Her screams were blocked by his lips.
Her sight repeatedly flickered and she felt like a firework had exploded in front of her. She didn’t even know if her eyes were open or closed as tears flowed from her eyes.
The scalding heat was overwhelming and the passion that felt like it would burn her to ashes. It was exhausting but at the same time, it felt good and she clung even closer to him.
*My chest is actually hurting right now from laughing too hard while translating this…💀
*Not cuz it was funny….nvm I’ll go to my corner now.