I Ended Up Saving the Duke Who Was Meant to Die - Chapter 1.2
Then I could finish within the time limit.
“Move.”
He narrowed his brows, seemingly bewildered by his own powerless state lying on the bed. Then he tried to push me away to escape.
I lightly restrained him and made him lie down on the bed again.
“What are you doing…? Ugh, why is your strength…”
“Stay still.”
I firmly grabbed his hands and raised them above his head.
I came to help, so why was he resisting? The more he struggled, the longer it would take to complete the mission.
I wanted to execute my first directive perfectly.
“…To die so pathetically, damn Keberos. Don’t you have even basic decency?”
Die? This man had been saying strange things. Moreover, Keberos was the Emperor’s name. I couldn’t understand why he was cursing the Emperor. The High Priest had sent me. Above all, he absolutely would not die. Not with me here.
“Like this… how many people did you gather just to kill me…”
He kept muttering. His eyes grew vacant as the strength seemed to drain from his hands.
Finding it easier now, I straddled him and looked down. His muttering suggested he had much to say.
“What are you doing? Planning to make my death miserable? Just get it over with.”
Hmm, or not? I came to help, but he was clearly someone who didn’t know gratitude.
Well, it doesn’t matter.
“I thought you’d be uncooperative, but this is fortunate. Good.”
I smiled brightly, leaned down, and grabbed his chin.
‘This is the right way to do it, right?’
After hesitating briefly, I pressed my lips against his.
Our lips touched lightly. As the holy power flowed, I pulled away. With a reddened face, he asked me.
“…What did you just do?”
“What do you mean? I kissed you, of course. This is the most effective way.”
Warm and soft, and hm?
Suddenly my body tilted backward. I had tried to continue the kiss thoughtfully, but the man beneath me had pushed me away and escaped to the headboard of the bed.
“When you grabbed my chin, I thought you were going to split my face in half.”
He covered his lips with the back of his hand while breathing heavily.
“…What are you? Aren’t you here to kill me?”
“Kill you?”
I’d been thinking this for a while, but this man seemed both ungrateful and ill-mannered.
I sighed. As I lay forward and tried to approach him, he hastily got up and left the bed.
He moved so quickly that he was instantly by the door.
“…How am I supposed to handle this situation?”
He ran his hand through his hair while looking at me. I tilted my head while still on the bed.
“I told you I’m not going to kill you. Why are you running away?”
“Wouldn’t it be stranger not to run away?”
He wore an expression of disbelief. I couldn’t understand why he was being so defensive when I was trying to help him without causing pain.
“It’ll be troublesome if you run away again.”
I thought he was nearly dead, but it seemed he still had strength left.
Looking at the clock on the wall, there wasn’t much time left.
This was really troublesome.
The given mission had to be completed within the time limit. I immediately jumped off the bed and approached him.
He hesitantly stepped backward.
“There’s nowhere to run. So don’t waste your energy.”
Why does he keep making things difficult when he’s so weak? His back eventually hit the wall.
Realizing he had nowhere else to retreat, he grabbed my hand tightly.
“Hmm, is this more comfortable? Then let’s do it this way.” I pressed him against the wall while holding his hand.
“Just what are you trying to do?”
I interlocked our fingers tightly, spread his arms, and kept him from escaping.
My head naturally tilted upward due to his height, which I had to look up to see. The height difference was bothersome, but it was fine.
Rising on my tiptoes, I kissed him. His pupils shook violently at the sudden situation.
The Duke’s strength slowly drained. If I continued just a bit more like this, his body’s healing would begin. Actually, I was told the contact needed to be more intimate. After kissing, the next step… Though I hadn’t received proper instructions, I’d figure it out somehow.
“Haa.”
“…Not a madwoman but a pervert? Or are you trying to seduce and kill me with your beauty?”
He had a dumbfounded expression while pressed against the wall. The holy power was flowing into his body through our contact. But he didn’t seem to notice the changes in his body.
“Am I pretty?”
I suddenly recalled what he’d just said and asked. It was an unfamiliar compliment I’d never heard before with my red hair.
‘Pretty? Me?’
I felt pleased. I should take back what I said about him being ungrateful.
Originally, I’d planned to heal him just a little and report the mission complete, but his words made me want to heal his body completely.
Using that much holy power wouldn’t be a problem for my body.
“Come here.”
“Now what are you trying to do?”
“Something even better than before.”
“…What?”
The effect would be certain. He came to the bed, led by my hand.
Once again, his body was laid on the bed. I straddled him, this time securing him with my legs.
Finally, I held the back of his head and kissed him more deeply.
My head spun from the overlapping lips, entangled tongues, and the man’s scent that brushed past my nose.
His weakened body was gradually healing. More contact was needed to infuse strength deep into every part of his body.
A little more. More, more.
Hot flesh intertwined between parted lips. Feeling the wet saliva and hot breath, I pushed my tongue in deeper.
Hot.
I pressed our bodies together, not stopping as I sought to explore everything about him.
As I devoured his soft lips to my heart’s content, I felt strangely heated. My body burned with unfamiliar sensations and desires I’d never felt before.
While I’d imagined kissing a man before, this was my first time actually doing it. Curiosity welled up.
Though the next step would also be my first time in practice, hands and lips alone wouldn’t be enough to heal his body completely.
“Ha, wait, st-stop. Enough…”
He spoke, breaking up his words.
His low voice came out languidly, as if he was having trouble breathing. It felt like he was suppressing something.
Looking down, I could see his eyelids half-covering his red eyes.
“It’s troublesome if you’re like this already. We need to move to the next step.”
At that moment, his eyes grew wide.
As if enchanted, I explored his mouth while pressing our bodies together. He struggled frantically to push me away.
Suddenly my chest was crushed against his hard chest. Something felt different about his body from before.
Was something hard touching me below?
The point of contact felt good. So I pressed closer and stared intently at the protruding area below, which made him speak with a very flustered expression.
“…Hey, wait. Where are you looking?”
He urgently grabbed my shoulders to push me away. It was somewhat different from earlier when he had no strength.
“This part is different from before, it’s raised. It seems to feel good. Is it e***t?”
The mysteries of the human body. It was fascinating to see in person what I’d only read about in books.
“…This is driving me crazy.”
He wore a bewildered expression.
‘He doesn’t seem to dislike it though.’
