I Ended Up Saving the Duke Who Was Meant to Die - Chapter 3.1
I stared out the window. Why on earth did that Crown Prince come here?
Since Severus had many enemies, it was inevitable to be wary of strangers. Even if I asked him directly, he probably wouldn’t answer. Although I accepted his proposal for my safety, this couldn’t continue. He seemed more dangerous than me.
“Do you have something worrying you?”
At Severus’s question, I slowly shook my head. He wasn’t happy about me meeting the Crown Prince. So with his personality, he must have responded to the provocation in the garden.
“Hmm, no.”
I shook my head. After staring at the roll cake in front of me, I pointed to it and said to Severus.
“Severus, I want to eat that.”
“You mean this cake?”
Severus looked at me, seemingly a bit taken aback. I tapped the fork with my hand and said.
“They said the Duchess is so delicate she can’t even hold a fork. That she can’t do anything by herself. So, Severus should feed me.”
“Ah.”
He pulled up the corners of his mouth with an expression that now understood. He scooped up a bit of roll cake with the fork and presented it in front of my mouth. I opened my mouth and took the soft cake inside.
“Mm!”
It melted away the moment it entered my mouth. The rich and sweet cream blended perfectly. The moment it harmonized with the fluffy sponge, I swallowed it down.
“It’s so delicious!”
“Take your time. This is all yours.”
I smiled brightly as I continued to receive and eat the cake. Only when the plate showed its bottom did I come to my senses.
“Severus.”
“Yes, Irene.”
“Last time, you asked if the temple sent me to kill you, remember?”
“Why are you suddenly curious about that?”
“Lord Michaelo said something like that. That Severus is a monster. But in my eyes, you’re not at all.”
“Everyone calls me that. Devil, monster. It’s a nickname I got because I kept coming back alive from places where I should have died.”
Even if he receives hatred and checks from the Imperial family, there must be a reason. I was curious about that fundamental reason. Only then could I keep him safe.
Severus’s eyes looked sad. Does he dislike being in a situation where he’s hated too?
“Severus.”
I stood up from my seat, stood in front of him, and held his cheeks with both hands to make him look up at me.
“Severus is neither a devil nor a monster.”
“Irene.”
“If there were a devil this handsome, the world would have already fallen. Could anyone even think straight after being enchanted? I’ve never seen a monster like this.”
Actually, what he had down there was a bit monstrous. It was truly a fierce beast.
“That nickname, it wasn’t given because they saw another part of Severus, was it?”
It didn’t necessarily have to be his life that should have died but kept coming back. Haven’t I confirmed it several times? I had seen just earlier that dignified figure that stood firm without dying.
“…Ha. Irene.”
He seemed to lose strength and leaned his face against me while chuckling softly. Seeing him laugh made me feel better. I looked down at him while stroking his soft black hair.
“Severus. Is the Imperial family trying to drive you to death again?”
“I tried to keep you from seeing it, but it seems you did.”
“I have good eyes. I can see things even from far away.”
“What exactly can’t you do?”
I hugged his head tightly and said.
“Many things. Especially learning the virtues and behaviors expected of a Duchess is too difficult. I just came because I liked being with Severus. I thought I just had to do what married couples do every day.”
“Heh.”
Having to do many things besides pleasurable activities wasn’t something I had expected. While thinking about how to make Severus happy, I knelt in front of him.
“Irene?”
“I only know how to please through missions. And I don’t want to see Severus sad. So…”
He blinked his red eyes while looking at me. I reached for his waist. He grabbed my hand, startled.
“Don’t you want to?”
“No, Irene. That’s not it.”
“Then stay still.”
“Irene, wait.”
He didn’t seem to have any intention of staying still. I lifted my skirt and ripped the garter belt on my thigh.
“Huk.”
He froze with a rather surprised face. I covered his eyes with the lace and used another piece to tie his hands.
“Irene, untie me. Ugh.”
“It won’t come loose easily. It’s from my training.”
I finally wore a satisfied expression. The sight of Severus sitting in the chair, blindfolded and hands tied, was quite captivating.
‘Ah, I guess this was my taste.’
It felt like I had discovered a preference I didn’t know I had. I undid his belt that I had started to loosen. His already *rect member came into view. When I pulled down his underwear, the massive flesh sprang out.
“Haa.”
“Severus is a liar. You’re not being honest.”
Being in this state yet pretending otherwise. He must be the devil others speak of. The way he makes one constantly think of him drives people crazy.
But I had no intention of sharing with others. I’m greedy and selfish, so I’ll keep him all to myself.
“Severus, there’s a problem though.”
“What… more importantly, Irene, untie this first, ugh!”
Not knowing how to start, I first grasped him with my hand. Looking at it up close, it was fascinating. Liquid was gathering and dripping from the tip.
“What do you call this?”
“Hngh, Irene, that’s… ha.”
His chest rose and fell heavily. I watched Severus leaning against the chair, breathing hotly, and gripped him once more.
“Haa.”
He breathed languidly and bit his lip.
“I’ll keep doing this until you tell me. What do you call this part?”
“That’s… the tip.”
“And this liquid coming from the tip?”
“Haa. Irene. Please.”
I circled the liquid with my fingertip as I asked. It seemed sticky but dried quickly. As I kept circling the tip, more liquid appeared.
“Does this feel good?”
“Hngh, y-yes. Irene, please, haa.”
“You want me to untie you? No. I think I understand why you did this to me before.”
The way he writhed in pleasure was pleasing to watch. I was getting aroused just watching. He looked sexy, with his shirt undone and eyes covered, being tormented in the chair.
‘So this is what you like.’
Since he had pleasured me before, I thought he would enjoy the same. I wanted him to feel the pleasure I had experienced. It would surely lift his gloomy mood.
I knelt down and took him in my mouth.
“I-Irene?”
He flinched in surprise. But my grip kept him from rising, and he let out a deep moan. I ran my tongue along him gently. Like when kissing, our intimacy deepened.
“How should I make it better?”
“Haa, Irene, you don’t have to…”
“But I like it.”
“…ngh.”
I started to understand why he had been so eager before. His breathing became rougher as I continued.
My mouth hurts. My jaw is aching. I was struggling even though I couldn’t take him fully. As I was doing my best, suddenly his hand pressed firmly on my head.
“Irene, open your throat.”
“Hmmp.”
