06: Scandal [R18]

His heartbeat was extremely fast and almost beat in his ears.

"Anying" is a soft tone she's never heard before, light as a bell and seductive. She continued to rub him unconsciously and stated that he wanted it.

His hands still reached the tight hole, struggling to loosen it. The wet and warm interior was ecstatic. She didn't expect it to be like this. She wanted to swallow the person underneath her whole and eat it until there was no bone left.

With the restlessness and impatience of her body beneath her, she rested the head of her organ on her hip.

His hip contracted and he grabbed his organ. "Uh" her voice groaned low, she reflexively parted her hips, lowered her hips, and stuck her head in. "Yhannng!" The sound was unexpected and excitedly he entered some more. "Ahhh!" The body beneath him contracted and took in more.

His voice was hoarse with excitement.

"Anyin, Anyin.." she wanted to say something with her desires, but a bit of logic seemed to hold her back. The coquettish muffled voice only lingered on her lips, chanting her name over and over.

The "Yanzhing be patient" voice was full of pampering. His fingertips clenched the sheet as his lower body contracted, wanting more.

No, he couldn't just get in. Even if this body went mad with lust under it, if it suddenly entered, it would harm it.

In this way, he loosened his hips and stepped back. "hhhnnh-" she paused, hearing a soft moan as she left her body. His face was the reddest possible, and he cursed at the sudden loss of himself.

Worst of all, the body writhing in the bed seemed to have taken an aphrodisiac.

And...

His body was no different. Still, holding himself back, he made his way to the room. Luckily, he had a piece of fabric softener in his hand. Squeezing out the lubricating liquid, he stroked her organ. The shiver spread from her fingers to her warm cunt, driving him crazy, and she felt she couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed her legs and wrapped them around her waist, placing her own hands on her hips and pulling her hard. Yanzhing's organ was twitching and was about to ejaculate. She felt that the excitement had just begun.

She bent the head of her organ and rested it on her hip. The hole had loosened a bit and split quickly under the action of the lubricant. Despite this, Yanzhing cried out, feeling a sharp pain in his lower body.

Her cry of pain was muffled with lust, and Anyin couldn't contain herself any longer, pushing her hip hard.

Arms wrapped around his neck and fingernails began to appear on his shoulder. The feeling excited him even more, causing him to surrender to his primal smile. He grabbed the person and lifted them off the bed and placed them on top of him. She kept moving her hips as the head buried in her shoulder whined soft moans. "Ngh!" His ass completely engulfed his penis!

The legs were tensely pushed and the body trembled. " Anyin, ah, Anyin, nh-"

Her hips twitched as she felt she had reached the heights, and she felt Powerless and slumped, feeling a wet sticky feeling inside. He was out of breath. Moreover, the strength of this body was still not in place. In this way, Yanzhing aged powerlessly. The man with the naked body on him was still standing with that charming face. The illusion, which did not remain disobedient when disguised as a woman, had been shattered and gone mad with lust, like an utterly enchanting demon. The mole and redness under his eye made him look even sharper.

Surely he was not as innocent as he seemed.

***

The chests of the two people in the bed swelled up and down until their breathing stabilized.

Yanzhing fainted weakly, unable to bear the excitement of the moment and the struggles of fire in his body.

Anyin covered her face, pursing her lips as she lay down. She was flushed from her face down to her neck and ear tips. He wanted to shout!

What did he do!!!

He blinked and looked at the person next to him out of the corner of his eye.

He was stained with red marks, his face pale and red with breathlessness. Strands of hair stuck to his face from sweat, and he fell asleep looking extremely tired.

She slowly got up from where she was lying.

She put on a simple robe. The wide robe slid off, exposing a bit of her chest. Bite marks and scratches were heavily evident. She opened the door and she was met with service waiting at the door.

She paused and squinted her eyes.

If she hadn't taken the initiative, would this be another woman who would have gotten into his bed? She couldn't bear it anymore! She would never allow it, she.

The girl, who squinted her eyes sharply, bowed her head, pale and with red soles in embarrassment. She had served here for a long time, The emperor had never invited anyone to his bed before, so was she the new queen of the palace?

The girl did not dare to raise her head, if she had she would have seen a man to be called the queen.

"I saw the queen-" Even if the title wasn't given yet, there was no point in empowering her, right?

She knelt quickly and saluted,.

, laughed, looking at the obedient short and spoken words in front of him.

"Queen?"

The girl obediently bowed her head.

"Hehe, that's a fitting name-" Putting a finger to his lip, he turned to the door. Even though the person inside groaned under him. That's a fitting name, she thought.

He narrowed his eyes again, and she spoke. "Get the bath ready" the girl nodded obediently and left.

Before long, a pair of bathrobes, scented lotions for showering, and cleaning supplies were at hand. Their clothes were also prepared in their rooms. Everyone in the hallway heard the "back off" and pulled away, not daring to look up.

Seeing that the road was empty, he went inside, approached the person who had collapsed in bed with exhaustion, tied his bathrobe on him, and took it in his lap. She was startled. The person he was holding was weak. She squinted her eyes fiercely, she thought, she must have suffered a lot during these times.

She was weak.

Lifting her feet, she made her way to the bathroom as the maid had described.

She opened the door and walked in. She looked at her aging head over her shoulder and kissed her forehead softly, then she dropped the person onto the prepared place.

***

The hot steam made the two sweaty skins hugging each other even warmer.

Anyin first roughly cleaned the body in his hands. Yanzhing unconsciously curled up in pain as he wiped away the remnants of fluid on her hips and inside her with her fingers.

He slowed down a little more and was gentle.

He moved forward again and entered the water with the body in his lap.

She closed her eyes for a while, tiredly leaning her body against the wall.

At that moment, the body in her lap seemed to move slightly.

He made a soothing gesture, stroking her back. His behavior had calmed the restless person in his lap with some relief.

He sighed.

Hu wasn't supposed to be like this. Just like a thief. He had committed a crime and seemed to be awaiting trial at the execution site. This feeling consumed him.

After waking up, she might even want to part ways.

The thought made him unable to breathe.

He slowly got up from the water, got ready, and left the bathroom with the person in his arms.

His black hair fell in a messy mess over the loose robe. The face, which looked delicate but had sharp lines, was more alive and bright than ever before.

Her thin lips were wet and moist. It was pale and pale the color of a pomegranate flower. His eyes had a seductive upward curve. His face looked sinful from head to toe, like a demon.

The robe on her body loosened a little more, exposing her chest.

The body that felt like a girl would have felt quite different without clothes. He had broad shoulders and a thin waist. Moreover, she stood out with her proportional body, narrow hips, and long legs. But this is never a delicate female image. On the contrary, it was evident with sedate muscles and lines without fat percentage. He would appear deflated and weak next to men with bulging muscles whose bodies were about to explode. But once the clothes were removed, a different kind of beauty emerged. Although she drew attention with her proportional muscle mass and milky skin, she would feel tightness when someone touched that soft waist.

There was a mole under his left eye that looked like a village red and added more flirty to his face.

If he were to be adorned with a god knows ruby adornment and dressed in crimson-painted clothes, he would indeed be compared to a demon who had descended from hell to stir up the world.

She slowed down, and when she got into the room, she opened the door and slipped in comfortably.

Yanzhing laid him on the bed and took the clothes and arranged them. He couldn't hold back his smile as he slowly approached the bed, looking at his tired face.

Unexpected to be so tired

And this is what happened.

He still feels disbelief and has trouble perceiving even his brain.

How did it start and where did it get here?! She remembered the last time she'd been jealous, and she was just thrown out by her unknown courage.

After that, it's empty.

Because he was driven from beginning to end by his desires.

While his thoughts were constantly circulating in his mind, his hands did not remain empty. He was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he quickly dried the water spots on his body, while stroking the marks he left on his body.

She bowed her head and kissed his forehead devoutly first. It was as if it was a religion and she believed it.

She opened her eyes and went downstairs. The bridge of the nose, the lips, Adam's apple… the kisses were gentle and tender. They were pure emotions, not from desire, but from mad love.

It descended slowly to his chest, stomach, and even...

He kissed her legs, kissed her knee, and went down to her feet.

Yanzhing seemed to be in a strange dream at that time. He felt very strange because his whole body was standing above the clouds and he could not move like a layer of mist.

Then a cold wind blew and enveloped his body.

A warm sunbeam slowly shone, and he felt warmth in his body. It was just very strange because this warmth was not shared equally.

It seemed to move from his forehead to his entire body. And it felt like it lingered a little longer on his lips. Of course, this warm sun was accompanied by the wind. It was strange. Pretty odd.

The wind cooled him and the sun warmed him. The two of them somehow seemed to have completely captured his body with a strange chill.

The wind slowly warmed up and reached a scorching temperature. And his warm body grew even more. Its intensity was increasing, enveloping him. It felt like the whole of something. And as if it were part of a whole.

The warmth enveloped him, embraced him, and violently tore him apart.

The tender warm feeling he felt at first just disappeared like an illusion. There seemed to be only fierce and scorching summer heat. He felt trapped and stuck in an oasis in the desert. His throat went dry, and he wanted to drink water, yet he still couldn't move.

Luckily, that fierce weather also gradually slowed down and slowly let go of him until a chill left his body.

Now, as that swimming sensation resurfaced, it was as if a wind had enveloped her legs and separated them. His lower body was cold, exposed to the cold. He wanted to move uncomfortably, but no, he couldn't move at all.

It was dangerous as if it were defenseless prey in front of a monster. This instinct was telling him not to move or he would be eaten without even bones.

***

He had no choice but to obey this strange logic that he would normally question. The feeling of pressure was real, and it radiated a whole sense of threat.

Finally, there was another cold breeze that looked like a gentle touch. His feet trembled. Because this coldness is concentrated only in a certain region.

It was as if he was gently stroking her hip, which was afflicted with sharp pain. No, more of your throbbing hole.

It was as if he had chosen a piece of light in the darkness. Involuntarily, his eyes opened and he saw a vaguely blurred figure.

That person was serious as if he hadn't noticed himself and his actions. She squeezed the cream into her hand and gently massaged her damaged sensitive area. And with a sigh of regret.

It hurt, but with the current tenderness, the pain slowly calmed down and eased.

She wanted to open her eyes and look some more. Who? And what is he doing? He knew it was just an area that hurt and was now relieved, but he didn't even know where exactly this area was.

And from the person in front of him.

His brain was too fuzzy to remember anything.

His blood was slowly stagnating and he felt like it was flowing backward.

His body was calm and serene.

And it was like the calm before the storm.

***

After Anyin had completely taken care of Yanzhing, she began to take care of herself. She squinted her eyes, still looking at the tired person.

The good days would be short.

It is bearable for him to yearn for something he has never tasted before. But once you taste it, it will become unbearable.

Alright..? What to do? He blinked and raised his head proudly like a cunning fox stealing a fish.

Anyway! He's already licked it up, you can't ask him to spit it out, can you? He can't spit even if he wanted to.

Yanzhing slowly opened his eyes. "Hiss-" she gasped and struggled to get up.

He had a painful ache as if a truck had passed over his entire body.

The vague and indescribable scenes from this morning suddenly appeared in his mind, and he widened his eyes in disbelief. His face was suddenly painted red as if it was on fire.

He leaned back on the pillow, and the throbbing pain radiating from his lower body seemed to prove to him that this was true.

She turned the press and looked at the glass.

It was dark.

She didn't know that this morning's accident would cost her a day.

What's more, even the possibility of this accident happening... must have been nonsense in itself! But he forgot that, no matter how much he hindered himself, misfortunes and events would always occur that would continue the legal operation of this fiction.

She covered her face with her hands and tried not to think about the feeling. The harder he tried, the more she was revealed in his mind. This pissed him off.

Finished.

His job was done.

She gave him her first time, including the first kiss.

Moreover, it was a male body!!

Uncertain scenes resurfaced in his mind. It's embarrassing yet seductive.

Even in the female body, such things have never reached her mind. But no. Now he involuntarily remembered the positions he had been in. At that moment, it was as if he was a coquettish spirit taking over his body, not him.

Over her slumped naked body, she bent her waist to define her hips, her plump hips which had previously amazed her were held firmly until they were bruised by a hand with a long finger and strong arms, the person holding her hip moves her body rapidly in a back and forth motion, she keeps rubbing her twitchy organ against her hole and herself with it. He was facing her body as if he wanted to make one. The man was wild and crazy, wanting to smash him with great energy as if the beast that had held him captive before had been liberated.

The hands holding her hips started to grab her waist, leaning more towards her, and this closeness caused her to sink deep into the organ. He tightened his waist so tight with the contraction of pleasure that he wondered if it was bent vaguely.

And at that moment of arrival, he stretched out his legs on the bed and twitched convulsively, the liquid pouring out of his organ. His organ continued to twitch and the hole to squeeze and loosen the piece he had swallowed. Even though he ejaculated prematurely, the man continued to fuck her with the wheezing breath, when he couldn't stand it and his breath was cut off, the organ inside him straightened as much as possible, heated up like a rough and hard stone, and finally poured its essence into it.

And that immoral moment was playing over and over again in his crazy mind.

***

It is said that the emperor did not leave his room and that there was a queen-to-be.

That was enough to create a commotion.

Henya listened with distaste to the same story that he had heard over and over from the servants. She had the look of a soft youth sunbathing in a field of sunflowers, with light brown, curly hair and brownish-yellow eyes that felt warm.

Her seductive pink lips pursed, and she narrowed her eyes at the palace. He shook his head and muttered with a sigh.

"Everyone is doing their job, so as not to disturb the emperor's easy lovemaking," these allusive words made the man behind him pause, making him pause.

"Let your ears hear what comes out of your mouth, Henya. This is the imperial palace."

As Henya turned her head, those yellow eyes shone with a pure look, reflecting the sunlight. "Ran!" Sticking out his tongue, he continued mischievously.

Raniel, the person referred to as Ran, shook his head and sighed, thinking that this boy would one day pull it off his tongue.

"Well, let's not talk about it." Raniel averted his eyes as if to change the subject, and Henya didn't let him go.

"No, such an important matter cannot be tossed aside. Listen, the queen is said to be a whore. Hey, the emperor's taste is really heavy-"

"Henya!"

"Oh okay, okay, I'm silent!" Henya winked and approached with a wicked smile.

"Raniel~" his voice softened like candy, and it gave Ran goosebumps, causing him to take a few steps back. The tanned, rough, and handsome man, about 1.90 m tall, showed a frightened expression on the small-sized boy in front of him, which was quite funny.

Henya squinted her eyes slyly and moved forward again. "I'm saying you were dealing with Mr. Abron's certified documents" Abron was the deceased empress's ally, and this was an audible fact even though now the empress's momentary death was suppressed in the name of the queen's presence. Moreover, there was the fact that the public did not know, but spread in aristocratic circles, that the emperor had killed him.

In this way, he wondered if that cowardly emperor had killed.

Ran took another step back and cleared his throat, "This is a confidential document-" he said.

"Hmm?" It is Henya who does not let him finish. Blinking her eyes, Ran sighed and raised his hands in surrender. "Documents are on file in the meeting room"

Of course, it was not such a secret document. It was only necessary to have a certain rank. Or that the person holding the rank is a proxy. As Raniel, this wouldn't be a problem for Henya. Even though he already knows his place, it is necessary to ask for permission. "Hurray! Eat!" She jumped and bounced like a rabbit into the meeting room. The man she left behind without thinking was staring at her back with helpless affection.

—To be Continued