The Princeliest Prince of All - Chapter 20
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It seems that day was a mistake.
If there was a river you couldn’t return from once you crossed it, it must have been that day.
Sera, lying on the wide and sturdy desk, recalled the day when the prince first fondled her brxxsts.
So, what were the two of them doing now?
“Uhh…”
The hem of Sera’s fancy new dress did nothing to cover her legs.
Both the outer and inner skirts were completely lifted, revealing her round bxttxcks covered only by white triangular underwear.
Leonard, seated in a plush chair, kneaded her as if working dough, causing the small underwear to slip, exposing Sera’s fair bxttxcks.
“Don’t you think I’ve improved a lot?”
“Indeed. You should practice more on your own.”
At Sera’s scolding, Leonard playfully smacked her behind.
Lately, the sound of frequent laughter lingered around Sera’s rear end.
It was clear. That day had been the turning point.
Just like a small thief becomes a big thief, the handsy games between them escalated day by day.
Leonard’s hands, which had stayed on the upper body for a while, finally moved down to her bxttxcks.
This transition happened because Sera made a condition for Leonard, who subtly wanted to advance further, to succeed in touching her feet first.
With the surprising effect of motivation, the prince eventually completed this task.
The fact that even ordinary people wouldn’t touch someone else’s unwashed feet was now irrelevant to both of them.
Leonard’s caressing skills, taught by Sera through her chest, were effectively applied to her bxttxcks as well.
His touch was sure in strength, moderately subtle, and undoubtedly lewd.
The problem was that he was excessively skillful.
Being heated by Leonard’s hands all day, Sera’s daily routine now included rushing to her room after work for a session of self-pleasure.
“Huu, nngh, I heard you even shook hands with Her Majesty the Empress?”
“Yeah. Hugging her was a bit too much though.”
Leonard’s mysophobia was definitely getting better day by day.
Of course, it was still not easy for him to touch someone’s bare skin.
It was just a mystery why he treated Sera’s body like dough.
“Still, she must have been pleased. You’re almost like an ordinary person now… mmmh.”
At the touch skimming the sensitive boundary inside her bxttxcks, Sera’s waist jolted.
Moisture that had not been touched seeped from her private part, staining her underwear with wet spots.
Naturally, it wasn’t completely invisible, but whether it was due to mysophobia or ignorance of the female body, Leonard never touched that place.
If this tantalizing hand play was a plan to drive Sera crazy, the prince was a very cunning fox.
“Sera. Are you uncomfortable?”
Was he really oblivious?
Sera felt a mix of resentment and guilt.
Having twisted the setup of a lifelong celibate prince, she wondered if she might as well let him have a taste.
But then, she felt guilty about possibly corrupting the innocent Leonard too much.
Why was it that mutual desire existed, but only she felt the guilt?
The real problem was this wretched backward world without even a proper d***o.
Sera was almost jealous of the main characters who were now likely enjoying passionate nights together.
She glanced at Leonard’s front.
He was healthy as ever today.
“Your Highness. This is not out of any other intent, but with a sincere wish to cure your mysophobia, I have a suggestion….”
“Speak.”
“Could you lend me your hand?”
Today, once again, Sera compromised with herself.
Though there was something thicker and more fitting for the purpose right there, she decided she would only use his hand.
The future empress might not be pleased to know her husband used his hand on another woman’s private part, but wasn’t it Sera who made it possible for him to function as a husband in the first place?
“What should I do?”
“First… could you take off my undergarments…?”
At Sera’s hesitant request, Leonard promptly moved his hand.
As the wet underwear came off, fluid stretched and then snapped in midair.
Sera’s face, which was thick-skinned enough, turned crimson.
“You, you won’t faint, will you? If that happens, there’s no helping it….”
“Faint?”
Leonard, with a chuckle in his voice, slid his hand between Sera’s legs.
His fingers lightly brushed over the wet slit.
“That, um….”
“I know. It’s what comes out when a woman feels good, right?”
Leonard checked the clear fluid on his hand with curiosity.
As Sera feared, if it had been the previous Leonard, he would have fainted for sure.
Honestly, even now, the thought of another person’s bodily fluids on him was something he didn’t want to imagine.
Leonard hadn’t wanted to try anything practical before, but he knew the theory.
And now he knew what he wanted.
Moreover, he knew what to do to achieve it.
“If you feel good while helping me, it’s a win-win, right?”
“Yes, that’s… true?”
Sera agreed, internally apologizing once more.
I’m sorry, future empress.
It seems I’ve taught this guy the wrong thing out of my lack of morals.
“What should I do? Teach me.”
