Come and Cry at My Funeral - Chapter 127
trigger warning: dubcon/noncon
She had something to say about the future.
When Freesia asked for time to talk in the carriage, Izar already had a sense of what she was going to say.
From the way she no longer looked directly at him, from those pale green eyes that had lost their light.
He knew Freesia would say, ‘I, too, am going to give up on loving you.’
‘It doesn’t matter.’
He tried to think of it as a good thing. If the incident at the Antares mansion hadn’t happened, he would have already tried to cut off his feelings for her.
However, he couldn’t bring himself to say, ‘Just tell me now’ in the carriage. The moment he tried to casually bring it up, a painful lump formed in his throat.
‘Please, get a grip.’
Every moment he waited for her to come, he chastised himself.
But then…
〈After that, can I continue visiting the academy?〉
The moment he heard those words, the taut string in his mind reached its limit and snapped.
‘Don’t be ridiculous.’
This woman was born and raised on his land. Every part of her, from head to toe, came from his land.
A woman who was a stain on his life. But that stain was also rightfully his.
If he decided to cast her aside, he would. If he decided to keep her by his side, he would.
‘So she’s mine.’
He couldn’t give her to anyone else. Did she think he’d let her smile in front of another man?
He would die before letting that happen.
“Uh, ah!”
The moment that thought drove him mad, Izar was already invading Freesia’s lips. A shiver ran through him as their lips messily pressed together.
Had he ever wondered why people did this before?
“Duke, no…!”
But as he muffled her frail moans with his lips, he thought he could do this all day. Izar bit her smooth lips and let out a ragged sigh.
“Ha….”
Simply brushing her lower lip with his tongue made his entire body feel like it was melting.
‘Of course, she’s smaller than me.’
Even her mouth was so small… so hot, so tight.
No, he had tasted it in his most private and wild dreams, but the reality was far more intoxicating.
He held the panting woman firmly and explored her mouth. The softness and heat made him feel like he was burning from his neck to his scalp.
“Mm, uh. Mmh…!”
Her dainty lips struggled to breathe as his larger form invaded her.
He was consuming Freesia’s breath.
When that thought struck him, he pulled her roughly against him, so close that her waist pressed into him.
Teasing her small tongue from the base and invading her tender mouth was indescribably stimulating.
If someone were watching, it would look like a beast greedily devouring nectar from a delicate flower.
And Freesia herself clung desperately to his collar, gasping for breath.
“Mmh, w-wai— hhnn!”
She had only ever been with this man once in her life.
She had heard enough about intimacy to be sick of it.
‘But we never kissed…!’
Izar was exploring her with his lips like this. It felt so unreal that she was hyper-aware of everything.
It was still broad daylight.
The sunlight and shadows cast on the floor. The heat radiating from Izar’s body after he had washed once.
He stole her breath with his tongue, overwhelmed her with his body. Even though he held her head and waist, the precariousness made her press her lower body against him in desperation.
But the heat she felt there made a moan escape from her lips.
“Ah, uh…!”
Her own voice, sounding like the desperate cries of a small animal in heat, was absurdly unfamiliar. And the fact that Izar was aroused because of her as well.
“Duke, wai, mmh!”
She panted as she scratched at his chest, but her lips were soon covered again. Just as she tried to break away and take a quick breath, he tenaciously chased after her lips and captured them. His tongue invaded her mouth so many times that eventually, Freesia found herself weakly clinging to him.
“…Haah!”
But when she was suddenly lifted off her feet, the foggy haze from the intense kiss started to clear. Izar had picked her up, making her awkwardly grab onto his shoulder. He was heading to the room connected to his office.
“…!”
Unlike the ‘Duke and Duchess’s Room’ where they should have spent their wedding night, this was the room he used alone for resting. The servants inside, who were tidying up, nearly jumped to the ceiling at their master’s sudden arrival.
“Everyone, get out. Now.”
At his icy command, they didn’t even dare to let out a shocked gasp. Only a fool wouldn’t understand what was about to happen after seeing him like this.
