“Wow, this is amazing!”
The piece that came out was incomparable to the design she had drawn.
The top started with a fresh green color, and the long trailing end of the dress was black. The top, adorned with lace and silver thread embroidery, had sleeves long enough to cover her hands.
It was to hide the scars from the magic circle tattoos and the aftereffects of using creation magic. Sylvia, with the help of a maid, wore the dress and twirled around.
“Your Majesty, the Empress! You look absolutely beautiful!”
“So elegant.”
Blushing at the embarrassing compliments, she carefully styled her hair and then wore the necklace and earrings Felix had gifted her.
The gemstones matched the color of Sylvia’s eyes before they changed.
“But what is the name of this gem?”
It was a mysterious color that was neither emerald nor peridot. The platinum necklace, wrapping around her neck, and the long earrings were to Sylvia’s liking.
Just then, Felix flew into her room’s balcony. The maids quietly exited the room upon noticing him.
“Siri.”
Felix, dressed in formal attire similar to his usual uniform but adorned with silver thread embroidery and diamonds on the collar and sleeves, looked splendid.
The usual aspect was the cape, reserved for royalty. Felix approached softly and lightly kissed the back of Siri’s hand.
“You look beautiful, Siri.”
He admired her dressed-up appearance slowly. Lately, Sylvia found Felix, with his handsome face and sweetly calling her name, almost too dazzling to bear.
Shining brilliantly like black and white.
Realizing the severity of her own infatuation, Sylvia laughed openly.
“You look great too.”
Felix gently kissed Sylvia’s lips, a tender gesture that seemed to punctuate the end of their intense moment with a note of sweetness.
“The texture of your lips feels different than usual. Did you put something on them?”
“I did my makeup. It can’t be smudged. Let’s stop now.”
“Tsck.”
Felix grumbled as Sylvia covered her lips with her palm, attempting to shield her makeup from further disturbance.
“I find you beautiful regardless of what you put on. So next time, give me a kiss when you’re not wearing anything on your lips, okay? Sylvia.”
Sometimes his overwhelming masculinity made her feel breathless, but in moments like this, his cuteness had her pacing back and forth in agitation.
Felix extended his arm naturally. Sylvia placed her hand on his gracefully. She wanted to show off the etiquette she had recently learned from Barbara. Noticing her intention, Felix whispered into her ear.
“I’ve told you. You’re beautiful no matter what you do.”
Just as she was, Sylvia was precious to Felix. Whether she was graceful or not, whether she followed etiquette or not, it didn’t matter to him.
“Tsck.”
Her attempt to showcase her elegance was deflated by his words, but a deeper happiness seemed to wash over her. The couple lightly took off into the air through the balcony, with Sylvia’s dress fluttering in the breeze, creating a strangely exhilarating feeling.
Entering the royal corridor that led to the grand hall of the banquet, Sylvia paused before the massive doors, placing a hand on her chest to take a deep breath.
“It’s okay.”
Felix reached out to pat her back in encouragement, but the sensation he felt was unexpected. His face turned ashen when he quickly looked down and realized that the dress, meticulously covering every other part, left her back deeply exposed.
“Siri?”
The intricate and vast array of magic symbols tattooed across her fair skin was breathtaking. The combination of Sylvia’s personal magic symbols and the creation magic symbols etched by Aethernum filled her small back in a complex, geometric pattern.
Unaware of Felix’s shock, Sylvia, who had been taking deep breaths with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them with a burst of determination, as if facing an adversary.
“Alright! Let’s go, Feri!”
Sylvia lightly tapped on Felix’s arm, which she was holding, ready to make their entrance.
“Just a moment…”
Felix weakly whispered, overwhelmed by her enthusiasm.
“No.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take the lead.”
“No…”
Ignoring his protests, Sylvia turned sharply with a dazzling smile.
“You trust me, right?”
As they reached the door, the doorman hastily opened it, announcing their arrival with grandeur.
“The Emperor and Empress of the Capitis Empire have arrived! All pay your respects!”
The banquet hall, filled with bright lights and murmurs of the crowd, came alive with activity. Many nobles, not yet aware of Sylvia’s presence due to the recentness of their union, were caught off guard.
Barbara had forewarned Sylvia, allowing her to prepare for the encounter with unfamiliar faces. Sylvia smiled gently at the assembly.
The couple moved toward their seats at the head table. As Sylvia prepared to ascend the spiraled staircase, Felix, realizing the exposure of her back, abruptly wrapped his arms around her from behind.
“Feri?”
“No. You’re only for me to see.”
He whispered into her ear before turning his gaze sternly towards the audience, his look sharp enough to cut.
“Isn’t anyone going to bow?”
Caught off guard by Sylvia’s appearance, the nobles hastily bowed at Felix’s ominous command. Relieved, Felix then carried Sylvia up to their seats.
“Why are you acting like this?”
Sylvia whispered, but Felix offered no reply, instead addressing the nobility.
“This is Sylvia Arbor Capitis, my Empress.”
His declaration, almost like a warning, flushed Sylvia’s cheeks. While his stern gaze had intimidated the nobles, it melted into warmth at Sylvia’s slightest touch.
“Why all of a sudden?”
Confused by the premature introduction, Sylvia couldn’t help but inquire. Felix raised an eyebrow, then leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear as he murmured.
“Do you trust me?”
Watching Sylvia’s face turn a fiery red at his words, Felix couldn’t help but chuckle mischievously. For the Capitis Empire, and for the couple themselves, it was a new beginning, filled with promise and uncharted futures.
★★The First Night★★
The wedding was held simply. Given the state of affairs, it was what both Felix and Sylvia had wanted. He did not want to show her off to many people, and she was shocked by the marriage culture so different from that of Korea.
How numerous were the etiquettes, and how complicated was the sequence.
It was fortunate that Felix suggested shortening the ceremony; otherwise, Sylvia might have been the one to propose it.
After ending the ceremony and the tiresome reception, the two were led to their separate rooms by their maids and manservants. Sylvia, assisted by her maids, immersed herself in the bathtub. Unlike her leisurely soaking, the maids moved busily around. Watching them, Sylvia felt that she had changed a lot. Initially, she was almost dying of embarrassment when a maid entered the bathroom with her.
But humans were indeed deceitful. She quickly got used to them washing her body and massaging her with oil. The embarrassment was overcome by the freshness and coolness.
While relaxing in the warm water, Sylvia noticed the maids were busier than usual. They were squealing among themselves, bringing various oils. They opened the lids, smelled them, and exchanged opinions.
“This seems too light.”
“This one, on the contrary, is too heavy.”
“How about this rose oil? It’s made only from freshly bloomed delicate rose petals.”
“Hmm……”
The chief maid sniffed the scents as if scrutinizing weapons before heading into battle. She inhaled deeply with her eyes closed, then exhaled slowly.
“Let’s go with this one.”
“Yes, chief maid.”
Sylvia wondered why they were so serious. As she looked at them with curiosity-filled eyes, the chief maid turned around.
“Your Majesty, I will wipe your body.”
“Oh, please do.”
Her body, sufficiently soaked in water, was gently loosened. The chief maid scrubbed her body with a soft cloth, then washed her several times with lukewarm water. It seemed not just water, as a fragrant floral scent came from the lukewarm water.
After a thoughtful selection of oil for the massage, Sylvia could get up and dress after wiping her body. Eating fruits lightly wrapped in a robe, she spit out the fruit in her mouth when she saw the dress brought by the rushing chief maid and maids.
“What, what is that?”
“This is the dress we prepared for this day, Your Majesty.”
With a triumphant expression, the chief maid presented the dress for Sylvia to see clearly. Sylvia gazed at the mysteriously shining negligee, whiter than the dress she wore today, with dumbfounded eyes.
Diamonds were densely embedded along the heart-neckline, sparkling. Under the countless jewels covering the chest, transparent and white lace fell straight. The end of the long lace, continuing from the chest, seemed easily untie-able.
Was this really the best choice for their first night, even though they were married?
Sylvia felt a sudden dryness in her throat. She was half willing and half unwilling to wear it. She felt excited and anticipatory when she first wore a dress, but now she felt nervous.
Is this really what they prepared for me to wear? It’s pretty, but…
The dress was indeed worth the chief maid’s confidence. The tiny diamond grains shimmered under the magic light like wave grains breaking apart. The skirt made of fluttering lace material also reflected the light, feeling like the beautiful sunlight. Like the beautiful sunlight falling through the clouds…
Sylvia gaped, unable to say a word. The chief maid, quickly noticing her state, reassured her.
“Your Majesty, everyone wears such a negligee on their first night. But this negligee will suit the Empress better than any other, being luxurious and brilliantly shining. Please try wearing it.”
At the chief maid’s lengthy persuasion, Sylvia finally shifted her gaze from the negligee to her. The chief maid, meeting her eyes, nodded heavily, signaling to trust her.
Sylvia, torn between curiosity and worry, hesitated. Then, the voice of the chief manservant came from beyond her door.
“Your Majesty, the Emperor has commanded to bring you forthwith.”
The chief manservant, unable to enter the bride’s room, paused before continuing.
“Cough, cough. If you do not come quickly, he said he would come himself.”
It seemed the chief manservant felt somewhat burdened. Sylvia glanced between the dress and the door with confused eyes.
“Sigh… I better get ready quickly. Please help me.”
She had not realized he was already prepared and waiting. She was as expectant as he was. The previous near-sexual encounter had sufficiently piqued her sexual curiosity.
The chief maid quickly acted upon her permission. Before draping the negligee, she sprayed rose perfume on the nape and inner thighs, applied pearl cream ground from pearls on the exposed collarbones, neck, and arms, and gently spread a sweet-scented oil on the softly dried hair.
With the negligee on, she seemed enveloped in light. The harmony of the black magic circle, the white lace skirt, and the transparent diamonds elevated her charm further.
The chief maid applauded her own discernment.
“Your Majesty, you are incredibly beautiful.”
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at her subtly revealed body, Sylvia asked with embarrassment.
“But, aren’t we going to wear underwear?”
How could she go to the Emperor’s room in this state, even if it was just the maids here? The chief maid, mixed with astonishment at her question, brought something else.
She draped the exclusively Capitis royal family’s silver and black mixed cloak over Sylvia’s body and belatedly responded.
“On the first night, it is a Capitis tradition not to wear underwear, Your Majesty.”
What? There’s such a tradition?
She doubted for a moment but soon acquiesced.
Well, yeah. Why bother wearing it if it’s going to be taken off anyway?
Seeing it from another perspective, it was a very rational tradition. However, unable to help feeling embarrassed, she firmly grasped the cloak’s collar and stepped forward. As she emerged from the room, the waiting chief manservant hurriedly bowed his head.
“I will escort you, Your Majesty.”
“Alright.”
Sylvia moved her steps, abiding by the last of the day’s etiquettes. She had been burdened by protocols all day long. Even with reduced procedures, a royal wedding was no trivial affair. The outfits for the ceremony and reception, the jewels to be worn, the proper handling of hands and where to direct one’s gaze, and the behaviors and conversations to be displayed before the guests—it was truly an ordeal she wouldn’t want to endure a second time.
Lost in thought, Sylvia arrived in front of the Emperor’s room. She gestured to stop the chief manservant from hurriedly knocking on the door and took a deep breath. Though they had always been together, now they were husband and wife.
That short word made her heart flutter.
Husband and wife. Family.
It meant she now had a new family. Sylvia felt excited. Would Felix be the same after they became husband and wife? Or would he seem different?
With her cheeks flushed with rising tension and anticipation, Sylvia gave a nod of permission to the fidgeting chief manservant at her side. Just then, the closed door swung open.
Felix, having known she had arrived at the door, had grown impatient with her delay and disregarded etiquette to open the door himself.
Seeing his wide-eyed surprise, Felix laughed, showing his teeth. He grabbed her wrist, holding the cloak, pulled her with force, and closed the door roughly.
Sylvia, now in his arms, blinked as she listened to the fast-beating heartbeat. The owner of the heartbeat, faster than hers, was none other than Felix.
“Ah… Why did you take so long?”
After they had gone to their separate rooms, Felix had hurriedly prepared himself by pressing the chief manservant. He sat at a table prepared with fruits, desserts, and wine, trying to calm his nerves.
He felt like he could go mad just from the act they had shared before, but today was the day they could truly become one. He had struggled to keep his composure all day, captivated by her beauty, and he was both eagerly anticipating and nervous about tonight.
What if she gets hurt?
Aethernum had said that after spending their first night together, his partner couldn’t get up for three days.
Yet he had spoken with such a proud expression. At the time, Felix couldn’t understand why he would look so pleased about his partner being in pain and unable to rise.
Now, Felix somewhat understood the meaning behind Aethernum’s expression, though it didn’t lessen his worry. Anxious yet excited, his lips twitched with anticipation.
He had thought she would quickly finish preparing and come to him, but as time passed, his impatience grew.
Could she be avoiding him? Was the pleasure from before all there was? Various thoughts filled his mind, leading him to gulp down the wine in front of him in frustration. Still, with no sign of her, he ordered her to be brought to him.
The faint rose scent and sweet fragrance from Felix made her feel dizzy. The moment she was in his arms, the second heart beating wildly urged him to embrace his partner.
He swallowed hard to moisten his dry throat, his mouth already sticky, swallowing again the saliva that welled up. Sylvia witnessed the explicit gesture right before her eyes, watching his Adam’s apple bob up and down as she, too, swallowed.
Their hearts pounded, the tension so high it was unclear whose heartbeat it was. Recalling the etiquette drilled into her by the chief maid, Sylvia took Felix’s hand.
“Come here.”
Even with her gentle gesture, Felix followed weakly, his gaze fixed on her back draped in the cloak. He obediently sat on the bed as she directed. Sylvia, looking around the bright room, noticed the half-empty wine bottle.
With her brows narrowed, she glanced at the wine bottle and then at him, asking.
“Did you drink wine?”
“……”
Sylvia recalled Felix, who had once become drunk after drinking just a little, causing a scene and not remembering anything the next day. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she checked his condition. His cheeks, contrasting with his pale face, were noticeably flushed, and she saw his black hair and matching black pajamas. Wondering if the material was see-through like hers, she cautiously looked down but found his pajamas were completely decent.
She felt a twinge of disappointment. How nice it would have been if his splendid body was visible through his clothes. Why weren’t the Emperor’s pajamas see-through? As she pondered, he subtly shifted his hips.
Thinking his pajamas were merely a robe style, Sylvia was startled and stepped back. The robe, reaching down to his ankles, slid open, revealing his bare skin. First his ankles, then his calves, and sequentially, his thighs were exposed.
Slyly, he shifted his hips again. His loosely tied robe completely unraveled, exposing his erect member pointing skyward. Stunned, she watched as his large hand wrapped around the head and spun it around.
“Gasp.”
Sylvia covered her mouth with both hands in shock, her eyes slowly moving upwards. She hadn’t expected such a sudden move.
Her heart began to race wildly. The face that filled her vision was indescribably sensual. With a look full of desire, he gazed at Sylvia’s face persistently.
As he stroked his member with one hand.
Click, at his gesture, all but one magic lamp in the bedroom extinguished.
“We should undress, Siri.”
Even in his robe, his body was almost fully exposed, his gaze suggesting, ‘Are you going to wear that cloak alone?’ Sylvia took a deep, tense breath and slowly removed her cloak.
The only magic lamp still lit beside the bed illuminated her figure properly. As the cloak that had been tightly guarding her body like armor was removed, it felt as if sunlight had entered the room. Like the dazzling, clear morning sun awakening a dormant creature.
Felix, who had been staring at her intensely without blinking, suddenly exhaled roughly. Her figure, visible inside the sparkling negligee, was completely apparent. The peak of the view was the bush visible between her legs.
Just like her still partially greenish-black hair, the color there matched. And the black magic circles rising along her pale skin made her even more mystical.
Felix took a deep breath. With his breaths, his chest rose and fell, his abs undulating.
“Ah, Sylvia. You’re so beautiful.”
While speaking, Felix reached out to take her fingertips and kissed them gently.
“Beautiful, Siri.”
Tick, tick, the sensation of his lips moving up from her fingertips made Sylvia bite her lip. The area between her legs was already tingling. His stark white and firm body exposed through the black robe, his member angrily erect, and his face, with eyes flushed red looking at her, made her heart feel like it was about to burst.
“Feli…”
Her voice came out weakly, unbidden. Her throat constricted, leaving her gasping. Felix’s gaze blurred at her call, or more precisely, his eyes began to lose focus.
Sweet fragrance, a plaintive voice, a face and neck flushed with tension, fingertips trembling finely, Felix lifted the corners of his mouth to the fullest, feeling his own magic power roughly surge within him. It felt as if he was already full of satisfaction before even starting.
However, feelings were just feelings, and he wanted to feel direct sensations. There was no need to hold back anymore. From now on, she was his wife. She became his only family. There was no reason for her to leave his side, nor could she.
Yes. She now belonged to him perfectly. Conversely, it meant he also belonged to her.
It was an indescribably satisfying word and content.
While licking her fingertips with the tip of his tongue, Felix suddenly bit her finger gently. Sylvia’s shoulders flinched sharply at the sudden stimulation.
“Ah!”
He stood up with her fingertips in his mouth. Sylvia, staring blankly at the sight of her fingertips rising slowly, faced Felix as he took off his gown.
His fully exposed body was highlighted by the shadows cast by the magic light, making his muscles look even more fierce as they glistened with sweat. Felix, who had been sucking on her fingers, searched for the strap of her negligee and took it into his mouth as well.
The damp finger and the soft material of the strap became tangled with saliva, sticking together. Sylvia, mesmerized by Felix as he put more and more fingers and the strap into his mouth, didn’t even realize her dress had fallen to the floor. As the strap connected to the dress moved in his mouth, the dress wrapped around her ankles.
After staring silently and just sucking for a while, he finally spit out the finger and strap. The saliva stretched long, shining transparently in the light before disappearing.
Felix licked her flushed cheek and saliva-glistening fingers with his eyes. His pupils, which had been growing larger, suddenly slit vertically and then returned to normal.
Sylvia, who had witnessed this properly, felt goosebumps and a thrilling sensation up her spine at the same time. Felix caressed her soft cheek with his large hand, whispering in her ear as their bodies pressed closer.
“Madam.”
At the first hearing of the title, Sylvia felt an unbearable tickle in her ear. She tried to cover her ears with her hands, but he gently dissuaded her and whispered more.
“Accept me.”
“Eh, Felix.”
“Let me in. To your deepest place. Open your secret place to me.”
Just with his hot breath and the rapidly lowering voice, Sylvia felt dizzy. It was unfair. When was he like a child, and suddenly he showed such an adult, no, a manly appearance, it was almost like cheating.
Sylvia wrapped her trembling hands around his neck. At a distance where their noses could touch, she whispered back in a trembling voice.
“Open it, you.”
At her provocative words, Felix’s eyes snapped. Using magic to lift her, he firmly spread her legs that had risen to his eye level.
Sylvia was startled. She had prepared herself mentally for heading to the bed, not knowing her body would float like this with magic.
“Eh, what, what are you doing?”
Her surprised voice popped out. However, her voice did not enter his ears and bounced off. Felix lifted her higher and spread her inner parts as he gazed down at her pubis.
The deep pink flesh opened right before his eyes. Pressing the mound heavily with his thumb, he stuck out his tongue long and delved from the entrance. He was in a hurry. He wanted to thrust his own into this place immediately.
However, wanting to avoid hurting her as Aethernum had taught and not wanting her to be injured, he barely held onto the edge of his reason and moved his tongue hastily. The labia he had tasted before were incomparable. The inflamed entrance was so soft it seemed to melt away under the touch of his tongue.
He gathered his tongue into the small opening, stabbing it. With his tongue spread wide, he licked upwards long, including the clitoris, and sweetly savored the flowing love juice.
It was incomparable to the wine he had just drunk. The liquid flowing from her body was far more seductive, enchanting, and clung to the mouth better than wine that had been made a hundred years ago and preciously preserved.
“Huueung, Felix!”
The sharp pleasure made Sylvia shake her head wildly. Just the fact that she was showing everything, not just her legs but also her insides, floating right below his face, made her feel like she was going crazy. The pleasure starting from below climbed up her spine to her brain.
She clutched his hair, letting out moans recklessly.
“Uung, haah, hmm…”
Because Felix kept his tongue closely circled around her entrance, Sylvia’s legs tensed. She tightly held his beautiful black hair as if it were a lifeline, trying to endure the pleasure, but it was futile.
As Felix, who had been digging into her flesh, exhaled hot breath onto her vulva and grabbed her calves, he slightly lowered her body and looked at the exposed flesh before smacking his lips.
She couldn’t see his expression, but Sylvia’s face felt as if it would burn up due to the hot breath and the embarrassing posture. It didn’t seem so explicit last time. The sudden change in Felix was scary yet aroused her sexual feelings.
He puckered his lips and sucked on the clitoris as if kissing it. Sylvia clenched his black hair with both hands. It should have been quite painful, but Felix, seemingly indifferent, slid his lips around the clitoris and pecked it.
As he sucked on the increasingly hard clitoris with the tip of his tongue, he magically fixed her legs in an M shape. With his freed hands, he gently massaged her labia majora and minora while tormenting her clitoris with his tongue.
“Haat, aah, eung.”
Sylvia couldn’t close her mouth and just gasped for breath. When his hot tongue pressed hard against her clitoris, her legs and toes captured in the air trembled violently. It was too much pleasure to tell him to stop. The pleasure she tasted once swept through her body boldly.
The involuntarily twitching vaginal walls, the trembling thighs, the increasingly bending toes, the strength in her fingers grasping his black hair. Pleasure manifested in various ways throughout her body.
Felix tasted the love juice that had soaked not just his lips but down to his chin, and carefully inserted a finger into her entrance. As soon as he inserted it, the tight grip of the inner walls made it seem like his remaining reason would evaporate and fly away.
While gently circling the clitoris with his tongue, he rotated his finger in a circle. Each time he moved, the vaginal walls followed, tightly squeezing. Slowly increasing the number of fingers, Felix took a deep breath. Despite the pressure on his lower abdomen due to his erect penis, he endured.
He didn’t want to hurt her, not wanting to leave her bedridden for three days as Aethernum had mentioned. Slowly, very slowly, he wanted to open her inside to the deepest part and insert himself. He wanted to see her eyes blurred with pleasure, not feeling any pain at all.
Sylvia’s face, intertwined with lust and pleasure, was undoubtedly erotic beyond words.
Suddenly, as Felix moved the three fingers he had increased in and out, he sucked on the clitoris, popping and squishing it into his mouth as if kissing.
“Haang! No! Tha-that’s enou-.”
Ignoring her cries, which were a stark contrast to the moans heard moments ago, Felix inserted another finger. The vaginal walls clung tightly around the four fingers. The inner walls moved as if writhing.
Felix crushed the clitoris with his tongue while rapidly moving his fingers. Each time he moved back and forth, the love juice splashed, running down his face and wrist.
“Uuuugh!”
Unable to handle the growing pleasure, Sylvia grabbed his hair and closed her eyes. Even with her eyes shut, it felt as if bright lights were flashing down on her. Suddenly, her breath caught, and her body stiffened. The vaginal walls, holding his fingers, contracted as tightly as possible, and Sylvia released the breath she had been holding.
“Haaa, Ahhh!”
Letting out a cry, Sylvia arched her head back. Her waist bent like a bow, pressing her vulva against Felix’s face. Clinging tightly below his face, Sylvia released her love juice. In the unbearable dizzying pleasure, she twisted her waist, expelling moans and fluids.
Having sweetly drunk her love juice, Felix, feeling the vaginal walls strongly clenching around his fingers, was completely enraptured. Still keeping his fingers inside her, he magically moved her to the bed. Still trembling with lingering pleasure, she barely managed to lift her eyelids at the touch of the bedding against her back, her eyes meeting Felix’s, who was seated between her legs.
Startled by his lust-filled black eyes, she instinctively tried to scoot back. Then, the fingers that had been still inside her finally slipped out with a squelching sound.
Felix, locking eyes intensely with her, deliciously sucked his fingers. Sylvia blushed all over, noticing the liquid running down his hands, arms, and face. As if annoyed by his wet bangs, Felix brushed back his hair and said,
“Why are you surprised, Siri? You asked me to open.”
His voice sounded like the rough breathing of a beast. Capturing her still trembling eyes, Felix spread her thighs and, holding his slick glans, said without breaking eye contact,
“Haah… I’m going in.”
As he spoke, the glans pressed against the entrance.
“Ah, Felix…”
The pleasure still roaming inside her immediately ignited again. Seeing his fully engorged penis, Sylvia felt a wave of anxiety, but her body was already open as he had said. Felix felt an unbearable heat rise as he pushed into her, pouring the heat into her wet place as if pouring it into his penis.
Slowly, gradually, he entered her. The sensation of the glans tightly gripped almost made Felix lose his mind and thrust in one go. Doing so could have hurt her, despite being loosened up. Biting his lip and swallowing curses, Felix inserted very slowly to ensure she felt no pain.
“Haa, hoo, ugh.”
Sylvia breathed in shifts, unable to take her eyes from below. The sight of his large penis, reminiscent of a potato snack can she had eaten in her youth, gradually disappearing into her was unfamiliar but not painful. Then, she felt a slight thudding sensation.
Overwhelmed by the unexpected intensity, she clutched at his arms and gasped,
“…Felix, ah, Felix.”
Tears of a physiological reaction streamed down as she felt herself opening to the deepest part. Her belly felt strangely full. The sensation of something entering her body for the first time was indescribable to someone who hadn’t experienced it. She felt his throbbing pulse within her belly. His penis, harder than just hard, lay quietly inside as if waiting.
Felix, worried she might be in pain, scrutinized her face for any signs of discomfort. After watching her face for a while, he called her name and began to move slowly.
“Haa, Sylvia.”
He pulled his penis out very slowly, leaving just the glans before entering again slowly. At that moment, he caught a whiff of a scent. The brief contemplation of what the sharp scent could be caused a sudden change in Felix’s gaze.
The last vestiges of reason that had returned while entering her completely evaporated. He couldn’t control the excitement stirred by the familiar scent he detected. His second heart, having obtained her virginity, raced wildly. Unable to resist that instinctual joy, he pulled his hips back.
“Huh!”
As the penis slid out, it felt as if the vaginal walls were being dragged along. Sylvia, startled by his suddenly rough movements, opened her eyes. Felix, looking as if he could devour her, slowly reached his hand towards her ear, his arms enclosing her like a prison.
Sensing something odd, Sylvia placed her hands on his arms and called out to him in a trembling voice,
“Fe, Felix?”
His pupils, wide open and appearing entirely black, slit vertically in response to her call. Sylvia knew well what those pupils meant. It was a reaction that only came when he completely lost his reason.
As his red lips parted wide, Felix thrust his hips forward in one swift motion.
“Haah!”
Sylvia’s waist bent backward. The sensation of the deepest part being forcefully penetrated made her vision flash white.
“Haaa!”
From that moment, Felix relentlessly swung his hips. He would pull back just enough for the glans to catch on the entrance before thrusting in strongly. As the speed increased, splashing sounds emerged from her vulva.
Slap, slap, thud, thud, Felix, supporting his upper body with his arms, trembled with the thrill of the inner walls clinging to his penis like sucking. The pleasure rising from his tailbone up his spine was incomparable to any previous experience. What he had considered incredible before paled in comparison to feeling her flesh today.
The hot, damp, and erotically scented place tightly wrapped around him, strongly contracting. His exceedingly hard penis pounded into Sylvia’s deepest parts. Each time, the vaginal walls clung tightly as if trying to prevent his penis from leaving.
“Hoo.”
Breathing deeply, Felix grabbed her legs. Fixing her legs firmly with his arms, he lifted his hips slightly and thrust deeply upwards.
“Huu, haah!”
The relentless targeting of different spots made Sylvia’s eyes glaze over. Whether pressed here or there, each thrust spread pleasure throughout her body, making the initial tension from her first time seem trivial.
Felix’s swollen muscles rippled with each movement. Sweat dripping from his jaw ran down his chest and abs, into the connected area between them. Witnessing this, Sylvia unconsciously clenched her insides. The visual stimulation of his provocative appearance made her tense.
“Ha, Siri.”
Mistaking her actions for provocation, Felix let out a light breath and laughed fiercely, resembling a predator contemplating what to do with its small, cute prey. He sighed and readjusted his grip on her arms, lifting her upper body more and leaning her forward.
Sylvia, lifted by the waist, wrapped her arms around his neck out of anxiety. Felix lightly nibbled on her lips before releasing them and whispered,
“Hold tight.”
Although he could have used magic to assist her, Felix found Sylvia clinging to him not unpleasant at all. Usually, it was she who provided comfort to him. From their very first meeting, it had been so. And recently, he had even playfully insisted she call him “brother,” citing their age difference.
But look at Sylvia now. She swayed with every thrust, clinging to him the more he moved. Just by connecting a small part of them, she cried and poured out lovely moans. Physically, it might seem like he was being devoured by her, but emotionally, it was Felix who was consuming her.
He slowly pulled his penis from her angled position and then thrust deeply, weighting his movement.
“Ugh, ah, Felix!”
The glans entered the deepest part like never before, relentlessly pressing a specific spot.
“Ah!”
A massive wave of pleasure engulfed her, making all previous sensations seem insignificant. Like a child, she clung to his neck, pouring moans into his ear.
“Kuh, Siri.”
Her squirming and moving hands began to leave long red marks on his neck and shoulders. Even this felt pleasurable to Felix, who breathed heavily and moved his hips vigorously.
Thud, thud, thud, Felix growled as he moved as if to embed his entire body inside her.
“Kugh, kugh!”
The semen he had been holding back erupted from the deepest part. It shot out forcefully as if a squirt gun was being fired at a wall.
“Haa, eung, ugh.”
Feeling a warmth spread inside her, Sylvia trembled. Having been on the brink of climax, she reached it after a delay due to the sudden outpour of his semen. She felt a sensation of melting from her toes up.
“Haang!”
The intense release made the already sensitive vaginal walls twitch and greedily absorb his semen. The direct sensation brought both to a state of bliss.
After ejaculating once, Felix clung to her chest. He bit and sucked on her fully erect pink nipples, alternately tormenting the other with his fingers and tongue as if extracting something delicious from them.
Sylvia found it difficult each time he sucked on her nipples, as her insides tightened involuntarily. Unintentionally, she kept moving, causing Felix’s penis to harden again before it could even soften. His penis, now rigid again, gradually picked up pace.
“Uung, hnn.”
“Chilled, chilly.”
After tormenting her nipples to his satisfaction, Felix reluctantly moved his lips to her neck. Her flushed neck looked like a ripe peach. He tasted it with a long lick before starting to suck earnestly.
Each movement left red marks on her neck and shoulders. His tongue, slick and teasing, entered her ear as if he was penetrating her with his penis, moving inside. The wet sound in her ear made Sylvia tighten her grip around his neck, moaning.
“Haa, Siri. Your body has opened up completely. Do you feel it? Look. I’m going deeper than before.”
His semen facilitated an even smoother entry, and his penis proved his words by hitting her cervix with each thrust.
“Huu, eung.”
Having climaxed twice, Sylvia was unable to respond properly, only nodding. Felix then lifted her head and laid back, bringing her atop his body.
Sylvia flustered momentarily but only briefly, as Felix kindly used magic to stabilize her body.
Between her widely spread legs, the base of his penis was visible, wet with her fluids. The sight made Felix’s eyes glaze over again.
“I, this position, is embarrassing.”
Sylvia’s protest, however, was like pouring oil on the fire. Her, blushing and saying she felt embarrassed while being supported only by his penis? Was that a provocation or a rejection?
Pushing aside the fleeting thought, Felix languidly licked his lips. With Sylvia spread open atop him, he didn’t want to think about anything else.
Tonight was their wedding night. No need for thoughts of the past, reason, or the future. A night they could purely follow their instincts.
“I’m embarrassed too, my love.”
Saying he was embarrassed but showing no such sign on his face or actions, he placed his palms on the bed and thrust his hips powerfully.
“Haang!”
As he pressed deeply into her with a single thrust, moving his hips even faster, he said,
“Our night is just beginning.”
Hearing his words, Sylvia, whose face turned pale, attempted to use magic to escape this embarrassing position somehow. But in terms of magic, he was superior to her.
Gently spanking her buttocks without causing pain, Felix whispered,
“If you do that again, you’ll be in trouble.”
Felix, having bound her magic with his own, smiled with just one corner of his mouth lifted. Sylvia internally cursed him for seeming so vile.
Her body, having climaxed twice, quickly ignited with sensation again. Overwhelmed by pleasure, Sylvia moaned and asked,
“Ugh, how much, more, ugh, will you…?”
Felix, finding her incredibly adorable, lifted his upper body and sealed her lips with his, moving his hips violently. Anything she said felt like an aphrodisiac to him at that moment. After ravaging her mouth, he detached his lips and whispered,
“I told you, it’s just the beginning, Siri.”
His smiling face as he finished speaking was incredibly lewd and attractive. Sylvia closed her eyes and clung to him tightly, unable to utter another word as her heart felt like it would burst out of her chest.
Thus, their wedding night continued, unendingly racing towards dawn.
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