However, Molitias body raised in his arm was so light. She felt like she would blow up in the wind, so she gave strength to her hands and hugged him.

Ill do what you want inside, so be gentle. (Molitia)

Oh, I see. (The man)

He remained silent in his words, and only then took steps. It was not uncommon for a room to be arranged at a banquet.

There were always rooms where people who drank too much could rest for a while. And it wasnt that hard to rent a room at a grand mansion that was holding a banquet.

It was easier to rent a place for Molitia, who was known for her illness. When Molitias face was recognized, she was quickly ushered into a room.

As soon as the door of a dark yet well-prepared guest room closed, the mans lips were rapidly searched for hers, and Molitias firmly closed lips felt a slippery tongue come in her mouth.

Yes (Molitia)

She held onto him with her small hand and pushed him on the shoulder; however, he pulled her hand back. And Molitia, who was still in one arm, had no choice but to be constrained. The more she pushed him out, the more he pressed her against the wall.

As soon as the button on her back was pulled down, the loose clothes came down and gently exposed her body.

The white skin, reflected in the moonlight, entered his eyes. As the moonlight poured over his swollen chest, his lips slid down towards her peaks as if drunk.

Wait, a minute! (Molitia)

Her back stiffened with the chilly sensation on her chest. It was a shock to her, who had felt only the hands of the indifferent servants. Molitias lower stomach felt numb as the mans tongue teased her chest.

This different sensation made her body shudder.

When a mans hand touches a womans body, they say it is delicate and soft, as if touching a petal which differed completely from his touch on her body. Far from being delicate, his touch tried to eat Molitia.

Every time he bit her nipple with his mouth slightly, she squeaked and gave strength to her fingers on his shoulder. Her face glowed with shame when she heard a voracious sucking noise in the quiet room.

Its your first time, but youre feeling it. (The man)

Its weird ? (Molitia)

Its weird. He laughed cynically at the pure question she asked from ignorance.

His face turned red, but his eyes were not avoiding hers. When he saw that her purple eyes burning with passion, he felt as if his body was heating up further.

No, its not weird. Its good to feel it. (The man)

Hold me. A quick reaction came from her body as he whispered in her ear. He grabbed her shy and stiff wrist and put it on his chest.

As he raised her hand to his chest, he saw her hand move with curiosity, and the corner of his mouth rose.

Molitias cold fingers dug into his shirt, and he let out a slight groan.

It was a colossal problem for him. As it was his first time, it was difficult for him to control his rationality.

However, he didnt want to lose his rationality. Instead, he wanted to make her curious eyes get more excited by the heat between them. But It was difficult to handle his heat when he encountered her innocent eyes asking for sexual intercourse.

His hand that stroked her chest slipped down. Her face glowed with shame as he rolled up the dress that was wrapped around her legs.

Theres no place where its not white. (The man)

It was not comparable to his skin, which was moderately tanned because of sword training. Her white porcelain skin was like a wax figure.

He fell under the illusion that she would meltdown in his heat if he held her.

He squeezed inside of her cold thigh, and it left a handprint on her white skin. As he raised her skirt and put his hand over her thin underwear, she looked for his shoulder in a hurry.

That, thats where (Molitia)

Until when do you want me to wait? (The man)