No Such Thing as a Chaste Man! Just Give It Ten Tries! - Chapter 31
With the underwear already torn apart on the balcony of the Sun Palace, what remained were the garters strapped to her thighs, the stockings that reached just above her knees, and her shoes.
“Seo-ah…”
He dropped to his knees between her legs, lifting one of them. Planting a short kiss on the graceful curve of her calf, he held her ankle in his hand and began untying the ribbon of her shoe.
“I have a confession to make.”
Once the ribbon was untied, he slipped the shoe off and flung it far away. After removing the shoe from her other foot, all that remained were the silk stockings covering her thighs and the garters holding them in place.
He ran his fingers gently over the smooth surface of her silk stockings, letting out a sigh like a confession.
“To be honest… it’s been agonizing for me all day. It was unsettling enough to think of other people seeing parts of your chest that I had once touched myself…”
Still holding the leg he had just freed from its shoe, he pressed a firm kiss to the fullest part of her calf.
“Every time I looked at your ankles… your calves…”
Then, narrowing his tongue to a point, he traced the curve of her calf covered in thin silk, licking downward until he reached her ankle. He circled her ankle bone with the tip of his tongue, then gently nibbled on her Achilles tendon.
From there, he kissed and licked up along the curve of her heel.
“It felt as though I was seeing something far too intimate…”
His shattered breaths brushed over her calf as his fingers traced its curve. Both his touch and his voice felt like deeply personal admissions.
‘He always did say he found looking at other people’s legs awkward…’
But now, his words betrayed him. When he had glimpsed her ankle beneath her dress hem earlier, his expression had been anything but awkward—it had been filled with something… more.
A sense of bashfulness crept over Seo-ah. The sensation of his hands seemed to climb along the backs of her knees and up her inner thighs. Whether it was the reverent expression on his face or something else, her chest felt tight and tingly with embarrassment.
Despite being mostly undressed—only in her stockings and garters—and even after having the most intimate parts of her body touched and kissed by him, she still felt flustered.
“Your Holiness, that…”
Unable to handle the growing tension, Seo-ah pulled her leg away from his grasp.
“If you’re going to scold me about wearing short skirts, do it later. For now…”
Rising to a sitting position, she reached for his collar, gripping both sides tightly. Ephelinus froze. He had stripped her bare without hesitation, yet when she reached to undo his clothing, his reaction was one of utter bewilderment.
“Ah, Seo-ah, that’s…”
Suddenly shy, his face turned crimson as he sharply averted his gaze. Even the curve of his neck was flushed red.
Ignoring his flustered state, Seo-ah began unfastening his buttons one by one.
When her hands reached the area near his abdomen, the open front of his shirt revealed his skin—a body entirely devoid of excess fat, sculpted with muscles that were lean and well-proportioned.
Quickly, Seo-ah slipped the garment off his shoulders, revealing his broad shoulders and chest. Her eyes widened as his torso filled her vision.
“Wow…”
A quiet exclamation of awe escaped her lips. She had seen muscular bodies before, but never one so perfectly balanced and beautiful, as if it had been sculpted to golden proportions.
It was the first time she had seen Ephelinus’s bare upper body.
For a moment, Seo-ah simply admired him. Then, with a tentative hand, she reached out and ran her fingers gently over his firm chest.
From his appearance, she had assumed his body wouldn’t be ordinary, but it was even more beautiful than she had imagined. Why bother maintaining such a perfect body if he was committed to celibacy? she wondered. Well… he’s not sticking to that anymore, at least…
While Seo-ah was lost in thought, unable to speak, the silence stretched on. Embarrassed by the quiet and curious about her reaction, Ephelinus finally turned his gaze toward her.
What he saw were her slightly parted lips and the soft mounds of her brxxsts, perfectly gathered between her outstretched arms.
At that moment, Ephelinus’s mind went blank. He lunged toward her without thinking.
“Ahh… Your Holiness, wait a moment…!”
He was relentless.
He kissed her slightly parted lips fervently, sucking and drawing out her tongue with urgency.
Then, moving lower, he kissed her chest where faint marks of earlier arousal lingered, latched onto her hardened nxxples, and hungrily kissed and licked the supple underside of her brxxsts.
Swept up in the storm of passion, the man’s thoughts turned completely white, leaving not even the faintest trace of the prayers he had desperately clung to.
