Shushu's heat had been largely relieved. Yet every time he thrust, it felt so good that foolish laughter burst out. If she'd known being pounded like this felt so good, she should have gone to any man as soon as she became an adult.
Her past self who hadn't was so stupid. The co¢k stretching and pressing her inner walls to the limit, the sensation scrambling her mind with each thrust—all of it made Shushu happy.
Even if she died when this s€x ended, she'd have no regrets. She couldn't tell if she'd become stupid from s€x, but it didn't matter. Rubbing her cheek against the cold bedding brought involuntary laughter. Her whole body felt like it was made of genitals.
Squelch, squelch—every time his co¢k struck, love fluid splattered. Yet she felt no lack of moisture.
"Hnnggg!"
At another climax, Shushu's vision went white. Simultaneously, the urge to urinate surged, and she tried to close her legs, but Raymond wouldn't allow it. Instead he slipped his hand down to rub her ¢lit, drawing a shrill moan.
She mumbled "no," but the moment he thrust deep, she gushed. Was it urine? She was twenty-two and had made a mistake, shame crashing over her. While he was inside, she'd felt nothing like this.
"Hn, hk, ah, d-don't!"
"Mmm, it's not urine, so don't worry."
She'd burst fluid, but mistaking it for urination and crying was so cute. Each sob clenched his co¢k tighter, making him bite his lip. He wondered if he'd been too rough, and when he stopped thrusting, he met her tear-wet eyes.
To soothe her, he changed positions and sat her in his lap, stroking her back. Their size difference made holding her easy. Having pulled out, love fluid poured down between her legs.
Holding her and breathing in, his own scent mixed with hers pleasantly. As he comforted her, she peeked at him, and realizing it wasn't urine, looked relieved. Though they'd just met, every expression she made was adorable.
He lifted Shushu's face and kissed her mouth and cheeks, making her squirm as if ticklish. Despite just meeting, she seemed gentle-natured. Tilting her chin up to meet her eyes, her light brown gaze connected with his again.
"Shushu."
"...Yes, eh."
"Who helped you get here?"
Whispering in her ear, caressing her body. Her pleasure-hazy eyes grew blurrier, and she leaned heavily against him.
One of Duke Raymond's specialties was extracting information. What magic could do was limitless. Moreover, he was a sword master, able to probe minds without mana stones. And when the target couldn't handle mana, penetrating was even easier.
"I-I..."
Feeling it start smoothly, Raymond smiled. Then he slowly dug through her memories.
Humans were naturally good at lying, but memories were accurate. He'd thought someone had planted her—that was right. Though they'd used her to send her to her death.
His brother the emperor quite liked 'Crow.' Because they only touched noble wealth, he enjoyed seeing unpleasant people get a taste of their own medicine. Still, as emperor, endless petitions to wipe them out kept coming, so he'd tried to catch them.
But in ten years of fighting underworld organizations, they were the most troublesome. They took orphans, trained them, and used those trainees to grow the organization's wealth. Even kidnappings were countless.
Moreover, they used transport mana stones so well they moved constantly. If he knew the coordinates of those transport stones, catching them would be easy. But they changed so often it was impossible to know. Yet Shushu, always cleaning and moving about, had those coordinates visible in her memories.
So what fell into his bedroom wasn't a succubus but a treasure trove. He smiled softly and kissed her cheek deeply again. Slowly scanning her body, he saw bruise marks. In her memories, she'd been hit countless times, making him frown. Where did they think they got the right to hit her?
It was fortunate she wasn't a leader. If she'd been a leader, wouldn't Shushu have been sent to prison and passed around to guards? If she'd stolen, her crimes would be severely punished—but fortunately, Shushu had never once succeeded.
Holding Shushu and noting important information about 'Crow,' he smirked. Then he used magic to open the window for ventilation and changed the bedding cleanly. Wrapping her tightly in blankets and holding her, he rang the bell three times.
One or two rings meant simple assistance, but three meant emergency, so knights entered.
They all had grim faces with swords raised, making Raymond laugh. The moonlight-lit room had its window wide open. And on the bed, Raymond held a deeply sleeping woman in his arms. Surely the estate guards who'd dealt with the intruders wouldn't have let a woman through.
"Eric."
"Yes, Master."
"Take this and deliver it to the imperial knight order."
"Yes."
"You'll need to move at dawn tomorrow, so have preparations made."
"Yes."
"And the treasured sword stored in the basement—check on it, since it's likely been stolen."
"Yes?"
When Eric's eyes widened in shock, he waved his hand, dismissing him. Eric was dumbfounded, but the moment he checked the memo, his expression hardened. It looked like a proper bloodbath would sweep the empire starting tomorrow morning.
As the door closed, the duke's room grew quiet again. Only Shushu's soft breathing as she slept soundly. Even her sleeping face suited his taste, so Raymond held her and studied her face.
With a face like this, thievery suited her so poorly. Scanning her memories, she was fundamentally unsuited to such a group. If the one who had first saved her hadn't been the boss of 'Crow' but himself, would that blind faith have come to him instead?
Yet with this face, this body—it was a wonder she hadn't been devoured. After staring intently, he kissed her cheek again and rose from his seat with her in his arms.
He could have washed her with magic, but he wanted to wash her himself, with his own hands.
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Shushu woke up two days later. When she regained consciousness, she thought she'd be in a prison cell, but she was still in that bedroom. So it hadn't been a dream. Scanning her body, the underwear that barely qualified as underwear was gone, replaced by a neat chemise.
As she slowly sat up, she found no part of her body hurting, so she slowly looked around the room. The antique elegance made it obvious it could only be the Duke's chamber. She slowly lowered her feet to the floor and looked out the window, where a vast garden came into view.
Cleaning that would be really hard. The sky is really pretty too. The scenery was so different from what Shushu had seen throughout her life that admiration escaped her.
She didn't remember much about the s€x except that it "felt good." And if there had been a problem, she'd have been thrown in prison already. Truthfully, Shushu wasn't even good at running away. She was so slow that she lost to the other kids every time.
She couldn't hide either. As she stood blankly staring, the door opened and she turned to see a maid whose eyes went wide with surprise. Shushu, startled too, looked at the maid—then the door closed again and footsteps ran off.
Weren't they coming in? Standing awkwardly with her back to the window, she stepped toward the bed just as the door opened. That maid and other maids entered and approached Shushu.
"Shushu-nim, good afternoon. We're so glad you're awake!"
"Yes?"
It was strange for someone she'd never met to say they were glad. As she tilted her head, the maids came and led her to the bathroom. Soon they washed her with all sorts of exotic things she'd never seen. It was her first time being washed by someone else, so she squealed in surprise, but only warm laughter came back.
After being washed, fine oils were applied to her body, and soon she was dressed in a dress she'd never seen before. So much happened at once that she was dazed, but she knew something about the situation was strange.
Soon, guided by the maids, she headed somewhere. Entering the room marked as the study, there was the man who had held her.
"We'll take our leave then."
The maids bowed and left, leaving just the two of them in the study. Seeing Shushu dazed from so much happening in such a short time, Raymond let out a small laugh. He rose from his seat, approached her, and lifted her into his arms.
"Ah!"
"You're light. Do you like eating?"
"Yes, yes? Yes."
He carried her to the sofa and sat down with her—Shushu ended up seated on his lap. She didn't know much about manners, but she knew this wasn't one. Yet even when she tried to slip away, Raymond didn't let go in the slightest.
Watching Shushu squirm, he rang a bell. Soon one of the maids from before entered.
"Prepare a light meal."
"Yes, Master."
Normally, seeing someone sit on his lap like this would earn a frown, but he seemed utterly unbothered. Giving up on escaping, Shushu leaned into his arms, and a small laugh reached her ears.
"Is being held uncomfortable? I just wanted to hold you because you're cute..."
"I-I'm an adult, you know. I'm twenty-two."
"That's fine. No one will be able to say anything."
Raymond laced his fingers with hers, lifted her hand, and kissed the back of it. It was the kind of treatment a lover in a book would receive, and Shushu's face flushed red. If the maid had called him Master, he must be the Duke—so why hadn't he locked her up?
Glancing at him, she could see he was truly handsome. She hadn't seen properly in the dark room, but now in bright daylight it was all too clear. What was meant to be a careful look became a blatant stare, and Raymond smiled, pulling her hand to his face.
"You may touch me."
"A-ah, um, I, I have something I want to ask."
"What is it?"
"Why you're speaking so politely to me, and, and... I'm also curious why you didn't throw me in prison."
At her question, Raymond smiled gently and spoke.
"I intend to take you as my Duchess."
"...What?"
Shushu doubted her ears. Duchess? Were they playing house? When she opened her eyes wide in shock, Raymond kissed her cheek. Startled by the kiss, she flinched, and Raymond wrapped his arms around her waist and burst out laughing.
She hoped it was a joke. She was an orphan and a former underworld organization member—there was no way. Besides, Shushu had been told endlessly that she had no dexterity and wasn't smart. She'd only ever heard she was stupid for not managing even one mansion heist.
"While you were asleep, Shushu, many things happened."
"H-how?"
"First, 'Crow' had their base raided and most are in prison. You see, the treasured sword had mana coordinates engraved on it."
Her mouth fell open at that. The base couldn't be found unless you were a member. They knew coordinates could be traced, so every time they stole something, they deleted the engraved coordinates. If the deletion hadn't worked, it meant higher-order magic. How high-order was it?
She couldn't have imagined even slightly that he'd seen her memories. If Shushu ever learned her memories had been searched and that was how he knew about the base, conflict would arise. So Raymond decided not to tell her.
Shushu, wearing a complicated expression at the news the organization had been wiped out, was cute. Stroking her cheek, he delivered another shocking piece of news.
"And Shushu has been adopted as a noble lady of another empire. Don't worry about being found out—it's a family that never existed, fabricated from scratch."
"What?"
Everything she heard sounded like a lie. Maybe she'd actually died and was experiencing some strange afterlife. For someone who'd lived in the underworld, it was all too much. The usual ways to become a noble were earning merit in war, donating enormous wealth, or occasionally through marriage.
But she hadn't been in a war, and she had no wealth. Marriage, maybe—but who would want an orphan as a bride?
In the end, Shushu raised her hand and pinched her own cheek hard. It stung so much it reminded her again this wasn't a dream.
Even so, she wasn't a stunning beauty who could captivate a duke at a glance.
"Um, have you, by chance, gotten a medical checkup?"
"What? Ahahaha!"
Most would accept such words gladly, but she offered a checkup with an anxious face. Would he believe her if she said he was exactly the ideal type she'd always dreamed of? Judging by his skeptical look, he wouldn't believe a bit.
Honestly, he was tired of being nagged by his brother and retainers. He'd joined his brother in war at seventeen, and now at twenty-six, he'd begun thinking it was time to marry. He simply hadn't because no one suited his heart.
There had been offers of marriage, but none pleased him.
"I haven't been poisoned or cursed, so you needn't worry."
"...The fact that you know 'Crow' and my name means you've learned the whole situation—so wanting to take someone who was in a thieves' group as your bride doesn't make sense. You're a duke, aren't you?"
"Well. I think there are plenty who'd actually be pleased. I once threw a fit saying I wouldn't marry anyone who didn't match my ideal type."
Besides, no one would oppose a duke's word. He planned to stay close and teach Shushu everything a duchess needed to learn, step by step. Of course, if she said she didn't want to enter high society, he wouldn't make her.
Shushu, head bowed in thought, was adorable. As he stroked her back, she lifted her head and their eyes met. When he bent down and kissed her cheek again, she tried to push him away with a startled face.
"Raymond. You may call me Ray, or any name you like."
"Th-that, someone as noble as you, Raymond-nim, having me by your side isn't right, I think—"
"Shushu, I will make it so no one can look down on you, so it's fine."
He smiled brightly and kissed her cheek persistently. Since he was someone even the emperor couldn't touch, he must mean it sincerely—but Shushu was still confused. She'd never dreamed of rising in class, nor of marriage.
She'd thought her life would end abandoned by the organization, dying on the street...
As she agonized with a complicated face, a knock came. When she looked that way, maids entered carrying trays of food. She was still sitting on the Duke's lap, so she tried to get down, but his arm around her waist kept her in place.
Soon the maids set the delicious-looking food on the table and quickly withdrew. It was the first time she'd shown anyone sitting on someone else's lap, so her face burned. He stroked Shushu's cheek and seated her beside him.
"I didn't know what foods you like, so I had them bring things that are easy to eat."
"I-I eat anything well, really."
Honestly, nothing she'd eaten at 'Crow' had ever looked this good. The moment she saw the glistening food, she swallowed hard. At her reaction, Raymond smiled and portioned food onto an empty plate. He set it before her and placed a fork in her hand.
Seeing Raymond begin eating too, Shushu put food in her mouth and admiration escaped her on its own. If someone tried to win you over with food this good, wouldn't anyone fall for it? As she chewed slowly to avoid choking, Raymond cut other dishes for her as well.
Honestly, it still didn't feel real. Things like becoming a duchess felt like a tale from another world. She was twenty-two and had always been at the bottom of the pyramid—a duchess? There would be no end to people looking down on her. Buying a status and becoming a noble lady in name only—could she really avoid being found out?
"Does it taste alright?"
"Yes, yes, it's really delicious."
"I'm glad it suits your palate."
After that, he continued portioning food onto her plate, and Shushu was busy just keeping up. When the meal ended, Raymond wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief himself.
Many would be appalled to see Duke Raymond Ricardo doing such things. But she was the first love he'd found at twenty-six, and he had no intention of letting her go. Of course, he fully understood her concerns. But while she slept, he'd established her as a contributor who made 'Crow's' capture possible, which would resolve many issues.
He, who had never thrown a tantrum, had made an enormous fuss this time demanding his brother grant her a merit. The emperor, bewildered, heard the situation, laughed for a long while, and agreed.
A young lady who couldn't attend high society due to frail health. That would become Shushu's past. After the meal, Raymond seated her back on his lap, stroked her hand, and kissed the back of it.
"...May I go rinse my mouth?"
Somehow she'd sensed he was about to kiss her and quietly asked. Finding that adorable, he rose himself rather than calling for a servant and lifted Shushu in his arms. He locked the door with magic and headed to the bathroom inside the study.
He moved so quickly that Shushu's eyes went really wide.
Soon he set her on the edge of the washbasin and held a cup of water to her lips. Shushu's eyes spun dizzily as she rinsed. If she sold off the fixtures in this bathroom, could she buy several mansions?
After rinsing once with water, she rinsed again with mint-flavored mouthwash, which felt refreshing. Just as she tried to put her feet back on the floor, Raymond caught her thighs. Honestly, she'd been uneasy since being sat on the washbasin, and it seemed something was coming.
Meeting Shushu's flustered eyes, Raymond smiled with curved eyes.
"Do you know why you were so aroused?"
"What? Um, no."
"You were made to drink a potion ground from mana stones, so your body would have heated up. You know that those without mana are greatly affected."
"A potion ground from mana stones?"
For someone without mana, a potion made from ground mana stones was truly dangerous. It was famously lethal—if you didn't come into contact with someone who had mana, you'd be wrapped in heat and die. So that was why she'd been so aroused. If it hadn't been for contact with Raymond, she really would have died.
Raymond stroked Shushu's slightly sullen cheek and continued.
"You may not remember that we coupled, but while you were asleep, I applied medicine on schedule—and now is exactly the time to apply it."
"I-I'll apply it myself!"
"No, Shushu. It needs to be applied deep inside, so leave it to me."
Then he pulled a small medicine container from his pocket. She didn't understand why medicine was needed when nothing hurt. As Shushu's face turned bright red, Raymond spread her thighs wider. Since she wasn't wearing an underskirt, her underwear was immediately visible.
The table beside the washbasin was so wide there was no risk of falling. But even so, embarrassing was embarrassing. Showing her lower half in broad daylight like this.
Covering her deeply flushed face with both arms, she heard a low laugh and a finger snap. When she came to her senses, she was seated on that sofa with her legs spread. They said magic's power was boundless, but it was her first time experiencing this, so she stared ahead.
Raymond, now kneeling below the sofa, spread her thighs. Though they'd coupled before, this was her first time fully conscious, so she squeezed her eyes shut, and Raymond laughed.
"I won't eat you. And we're going to be husband and wife, so there's no reason to be shy."
"U-ugh, even so, it's broad daylight."
She'd have preferred darkness, but the study was bright—too bright. That meant Raymond's face was clearly visible. She knew her exposed s€x would be more visible than at night.
Shushu's face burned red enough to spread down to her neck. He took out the medicine container and began slowly applying it to her entrance.
"Uh, mm."
As he deliberately pressed and rubbed her ¢litoris while applying, moans slipped out. While spreading the medicine around her entrance, he coated a finger and slipped it inside, making her body jerk.
"Hik, I-I can, do, it, myse—ah!"
"It's fine. Let me do it."
The more he deliberately pressed the area behind her ¢litoris, the more her thighs trembled. At the same time, her body, remembering pleasure, poured out fluids. Burying his face in her chest had been good, but burying his face in her v@gina might be good too.
Applying medicine was an excuse from the start. Raymond glanced up with a face wet from her fluids, then immediately hooked both her legs over his shoulders.
"Hnng!"
He took her clitoris into his mouth and rolled it with his tongue, and she tried to push his head away. But she couldn't beat Raymond, and pleasure swallowed her in an instant. Being caressed while fully lucid—not intoxicated by the mana stone—felt so good she couldn't handle it.
The more moans she couldn't stifle escaped, the harder he sucked.
"Ray-Raymond-nim! Haa, ah!"
The thought that someone might be outside crossed her mind, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand. Did she not know soundproofing was possible with magic? Raymond had no intention whatsoever of letting anyone but himself hear her or her moans.
The fluids flowing into his mouth were delicious. Lapping up the slickness with his tongue, he rubbed her ¢litoris more. All the while his hand didn't rest, rubbing behind her ¢litoris.
"Hg, ah, ah, hik, hiiik..."
She tried to stifle the sounds somehow, but her mind went blank white. Her parted lips grew wet with saliva. Head thrown back, Shushu floundered at sensations she was feeling clearly for the first time. Just when she thought she'd peaked, a new peak came, driving her mad.
"Gk, mm, uut!"
As if trying to drink every drop of fluid she poured out, he noisily su¢ked. Panting, Shushu finally removed her hand, and moans filled the room. Raymond kept sucking her ¢unt while thrusting into her hole.
The moment one finger became two, she burst.
"Ha!"
He lightly caught and drank what she released, then licked up her fluid-soaked hole like a beast. He wanted to see her face in this state, but he still wanted to su¢k her lower half more.
Raymond had never in his life felt such lust for anyone. He had masturbated before, but he'd never felt the desire to hold a woman. That was why he could send the women who came to his bedroom away without any issue.
But whenever he saw Shushu, touched her, or thrust into her, his eyes rolled back. He wanted to spend his whole life tangled with her like this. He wanted her eyes, filled with excitement because of him, to look only at him.
After drinking every drop of her fluids, he slowly undid his waist. Then, while spreading the ointment on his co¢k, he licked her ¢unt. Since four fingers were already inside, his co¢k would slide in easily too.
"Hn, uhn, ngh!"
When he lowered her legs from his shoulders, he saw Shushu, eyes completely glazed from repeated climaxes, gasping for breath. The study was thick with the smell of her fluids—it was a shame he couldn't keep it. Wiping the corner of his mouth, he slowly pushed his co¢k in, and he could see her eyes snapping back into focus.
"Hn, ugh, ah, aahn!"
Her trembling hands scraped at Raymond's shoulders. She couldn't leave a single proper scratch, but the sensation aroused him further, making his co¢k stand even harder. However, the surface reason was applying the ointment, so he decided to keep to that. As he slowly pushed in and spread the ointment, it mixed with her fluids and spread well.
Perhaps because he pushed in slowly, the feeling of fullness was even greater, and Shushu panted for breath. It would have been better if it hurt—but it felt far too good. That time when he'd pounded her hard had felt really good...
His co¢k wasn't even halfway in, yet the aching sensation only grew.
Exhaling, she finally pulled Raymond's neck into a tight embrace.
"Pl-please, pound me, hard. Make me, a mess."
The moment she said it, his co¢k drove deep into her inner walls in one stroke. The massive club splitting her walls open was such an intense sensation that her mind went blank. If this was s€x, she wanted to do nothing but this for the rest of her life. With that thought, she awkwardly moved her hips in time with his thrusts.
Squelch, slap—the sounds echoed, along with the creaking of furniture.
"Hnngh, ah, aaaah! Hik, ah, ngh, s-so good!"
"Nn, me, too."
When her embracing arms weakened, Shushu grabbed his cheeks and kissed him. Raymond seemed surprised, eyes widening briefly, then tangled his tongue with hers as he slammed his co¢k in. Her breath caught at once, and she regretted it for a moment, but the more their tongues tangled, the better it felt.
"Hngh, mmph, mmm!"
The more sloppily their tongues intertwined, the more their lips grew wet with saliva. At the same time, her lower hole had long since been soaked with fluids.
Honestly, she didn't know if she could survive well as a duchess. But she thought that with Raymond, it might be alright. Since no one had ever stayed by her side, Shushu came to want to be with Raymond.
With each pounding thrust, white foam formed. When his tongue delved deep into her mouth and their lips parted, the two faced each other, faces wrecked with pleasure.
"P-please, t-take care of me."
"You too."
Then, kissing again, the two fell back into the swamp of pleasure.
[ End ]
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