“I, I heard from Elise! She said that all the Party Members of the “Princess Harem” are Raymond’s lovers. Apparently, everyone awakened to their pleasure as women through Raymond’s hands… I want you to make my body bloom, too!”
Safiya, seated on a luxurious black leather sofa, directed a heated gaze at me.
Perhaps embarrassed by what she was saying, her cheeks were flushed red, and her eyes were glistening.
On the other hand, observing her entire body, she was hunched over and trembling slightly.
Having been raised in a strict household, Safiya was undoubtedly a virgin. In fact, her hymen had been confirmed during the “Body Check” yesterday.
However… was it that Elise who incited Safiya…? Perhaps it’s time for her to be punished.
“The Party Members of the “Princess Harem” are indeed gathered a group of Beautiful girls… but they all have their reasons. But Safiya, you are a proper Count’s daughter, don’t you have a Fiancé?”
First, I decided not to rush and to confirm Safiya’s circumstances.
In the past, I would have already pushed her down in a situation like this, but I’ve gained experience and now have the余裕 to observe the other person.
“I, I don’t have a Fiancé… My father is terrifying, so no one has taken a liking to me. Normally, I would be settled as a pawn in a political marriage, but my father dislikes such schemes…”
Safiya had a complex expression, as if she were about to cry and laugh at the same time.
“Then, I will confirm one more time, are you really sure?”
“Yes… I am well aware that this is immodest, but when I see Alicia and Liliana interacting closely with Raymond… my Uterus aches.”
Before I knew it, Safiya was gazing at me with a feverish look.
These were the eyes of one struck by the fever of love, carrying a certain kind of madness.
From the perspective of my past life as Lester the Cleric, they could be described as the eyes of a martyr who does not fear death.
If I don’t quell this heat, Safiya might do something dreadful.
Perhaps this is because she unconsciously wishes to be liberated from the mental pressure she has endured for many years, primarily from her overly strict father, Count Kol…?
*Gulp.*
I inadvertently held my breath.
I reconfirmed Safiya’s appearance.
Her lustrous, dark blue long hair flowed down her back and was damp.
She had probably bathed a little while ago.
Her slightly thick eyebrows, which seemed strong-willed, were slightly lowered perhaps due to anxiety.
Her pitch-black eyes, capable of seeing through everything, were moist with fever and held me captive.
Her cheeks, like white porcelain, were flushed red, perhaps in anticipation of her first experience.
Beneath her clean nose bridge, her full lips were slightly parted, as if inviting me.
However, her sleepwear was made of thick fabric, though it seemed soft, and did not expose much skin – pajamas.
It was probably what you’d call children’s sleepwear.
“I want to greet this girl I saved. Master, you’ve forgotten about me.”
As Safiya and I were getting into a good mood, I heard the whispered voice of the Sex Spirit Oyajin, Holy Spirit Serena, in my ear.
Serena had hidden her existence when we introduced ourselves to Safiya. Afterward, she seemed to have been around me in an Invisible state.
And, perhaps impatient because she was never summoned, she spoke up.
“Serena, I’m about to perform Safiya’s “First Night Ritual.” It’s a sacred ceremony, so don’t interfere.”
“Understood, Master.”
“Raymond, were you talking to someone just now?”
It seemed she suspected our hushed conversation.
However, since only Safiya and I were in this room at first glance, she tilted her head quizzically.
“Safiya must be mistaken due to nervousness. I’ll sit next to you.”
“Yes, Raymond…”
“Would you call me Hal?”
“Y-yes. Hal…sama.”
Bringing things back to my usual pace, I petted Safiya’s head and occasionally combed her dark blue hair with my fingers, calming her down.
As I petted her head gently and carefully, Safiya’s stiff body relaxed somewhat, and she leaned her head on my shoulder.
The weight of Safiya on my shoulder made me acutely aware of her presence.
Before I knew it, Safiya was relaxing with an enraptured expression.
“…Hiiyaa!? H-Hal-sama? …”
As I gently hugged Safiya’s shoulder, she let out a confused sound.
Then, with my other hand, I touched Safiya’s chin, turning her face towards me.
Furthermore, the palm of the hand that was hugging her shoulder quietly rested on her left breast over her pajamas.
Through my palm, Safiya’s confusion and shame were transmitted to me in the form of a racing heartbeat.
Safiya’s breasts were conical and still developing.
I thought so, but considering Safiya is 16 years old, it’s unclear whether her development is slow or if this shape is already mature. In any case, they were beautifully shaped.
Speaking of which, when I checked her personal areas during the “Body Check,” I saw that pubic hair was growing mingled with baby hair around her secret crack. Perhaps her secondary sexual characteristics were delayed.
Maybe the mental stress she just confessed might have hindered her growth.
“Now, let’s begin Safiya’s “First Night Ritual.” First, with the First Kiss.”
“…Hal-sama, please, take care of me…”
When I declared the start of the “First Night Ritual” and the First Kiss, Safiya softly consented in a faint voice and gently closed her eyes.
With my fingertips on her chin, I turned her face towards me and gently touched her slightly parted lips with mine, giving her a First Kiss that was just a touch.
“…Aaah…”
With just that simple act, an indescribable sound mixed with confusion and reluctance escaped Safiya’s full lips.
At the same time, the palm covering her left breast tightened, confirming the shape of her breast.
The pajama fabric was thick, so I couldn’t distinguish her nipple, but I could feel the bulge of her breast.
“That concludes the First Kiss. Next, I’ll teach you a Deep Kiss.”
I stood up for a moment, moved the obstructing coffee table aside, and leaned my face towards Safiya, who was sitting on the sofa. This time, I fixed her face with both hands and slowly brought my lips closer.
“…Uuuh… Uuuhh…”
This time, instead of the pecking First Kiss from before, our lips met — *smack* — and then I extended the tip of my tongue, inserting it into the slit of Safiya’s lips.
Feeling my hot tongue, Safiya let out a low growl and was trampled by the tip of my tongue as she pleased.
Safiya’s tongue shriveled and withdrew inside her mouth.
“Safiya, try to entwine your tongue, or you can even put it into my mouth. But don’t bite, okay?”
“Yes… Hal-sama. …Ngh… Uuu… Ngh… ngh…”
*Smack, slurp, slurp, lick, lick, suckle, lick, lick.*
Once I paused to teach her the etiquette of the Deep Kiss, Safiya became absorbed and began to entwine her tongue.
Wet and lewd sounds began to echo in the bedroom.
“…Ngh!?! …Ngh! …Ngaah… Aaaah ♡ …Ngh…”
While continuing to kiss Safiya deeply, I moved my left hand to the back of her head to hold it in place, and with my free right hand, I caressed her body over her pajamas.
I lightly rubbed the bulge of her breast, then moved down to caress her thighs. Safiya let out sweet sighs and moans between breaths, and she tried to stop my right hand caressing her body by grabbing it with both hands, but her gentle maiden’s arms couldn’t stop me.
As I started to caress her thighs, she closed her legs tightly in defense, but my fingertips advanced towards a further secret place, finally reaching the secret Crotch area.
“…Ngh… N-Nooooi… Th-That place is not allowed!”
On top of that, when my fingertips poked and stimulated her secret place through the pajama pants — *poke poke* — Safiya couldn’t bear it any longer, pulled her face away, and screamed.
Her reaction was so innocent and so tempting.
“Safiya, don’t run away.”
“I-I’m embarrassed. Also… my immodest voice.”
“You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”
“Hal-sama’s TEASING.”
“You’re very cute, Safiya.”
Since Safiya screamed, I decided to tease her with words this time.
Then, I embraced her again, and this time, I slipped the fingertips of my left hand under the opening of her pajamas.
“…N-No… Hal-sama, don’t touch my breasts directly! Nooooh ♡ Nooo ♡”
It seemed she was wearing a chemise under her pajamas, but I slipped my fingers through the neckline. My fingertips were directly grasping her breasts.
Then, I pinched her nipple between my thumb and index finger and kneaded it — *コリコリ*. As I caressed her nipple directly with my fingers, Safiya writhed intensely and leaned against me.
My Penis is also erect due to Safiya’s cute reaction.
“…Haa… Haa… Haa… Haa…”
Exhausted from her intense reaction, Safiya was breathing heavily.
I took this opportunity to remove Safiya’s black leather shoes.
Next, I proceeded to remove her pajama pants. Sometimes, I lifted her legs to remove her pants, and I confirmed that she was wearing luxurious black silk panties under a thin, see-through chemise.
Below those black panties, her moist yet firm thighs were fully visible.
“You’re very beautiful, Safiya. Now for the upper garment.”
“D-Do I really have to take it off!?”
Safiya, looking at me with pleading eyes, was incredibly cute.
“Leave it to me.”
This time, to remove her pajama top, I unbuttoned it one by one from the chest area.
Once all four buttons were undone, I carefully and slowly removed it.
“…Hal-sama… I’m still embarrassed…”
Finally, the unfashionable pajamas were removed. Safiya, now only in a see-through chemise and black silk panties, had her face flushed bright red and was looking away, trying to escape my gaze.
The exposed part of her chest was covered only by the thin fabric of the see-through chemise, and the shape of her conical breasts was emphasized by the interference patterns on the fabric.
This itself was far more erotic than seeing them directly.
It seemed the fabric of this chemise was not only thin but also two layers thick.
Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be an adult-like garment that revealed the topographic lines of a female body forming mysterious curves, not just the bulges of her breasts.
The black panties covering her secret place also had sheer fabric in the slit area of her secret crack.
In other words, while her pajamas seemed like childish sleepwear, she was wearing stylish underwear underneath.
Perhaps she was satisfying her rebellious spirit by wearing adult underwear in places where her strict father, Count Kol, wouldn’t see.
“Cute Safiya, spread your legs.”
“Bb-But it’s embarrassing! Hal-sama, please have mercy!”
“No! You’re a good girl, so spread them.”
I grabbed both of Safiya’s knees and tried to spread them apart, but she shook her head left and right, resisting.
Still, they were gradually spread apart, and I succeeded in spreading them enough to clearly see the contours of her secret place hidden by the black panties.
“I’m going to caress your precious parts now, Safiya. If you don’t get wet, it will only hurt when I insert.”
“Hal-sama… this indecent pose… is very, very embarrassing.”
When I looked at her face, clear drops welled up at the corners of her eyes and flowed down — *tsuuu*.
For Safiya, who had grown up in a strict household and as the daughter of a high-ranking noble, this was an unbearably humiliating posture.
“Safiya, there’s no need to be ashamed. This is what it means to love each other…”
Then, I pinched the hem of the chemise with my fingertips and lifted it up, exposing the black panties that concealed her secret place.
“…Hii!? Ye-Yeahhh ♡ …H-Hal-sama… No, that place… is not allowed!!”
I placed my fingertips at the slit of her Crotch area and rubbed along the curves of her labia majora — *uniuni*.
At times, my fingertips — *zubuzubu* — submerged through the fabric into the slit, and Safiya began to let out lewd female cries, alternating between pleasure and aversion.
As I rubbed, it became wet and sticky — *nechanecha* — with the secreted Love Juice.
Meanwhile, my Son, who has been left waiting, is also in a dangerous state, on the verge of bursting.
Is the foreplay sufficient now?
I could break her hymen here, but it would be better to have her First Virginity Loss in bed, in the missionary position.
I also took off my sleepwear and was left in just my underwear.
Safiya is hiding her face with both hands out of embarrassment, but she seems to be peeking through her fingers.
“Well then, let’s invite the princess to the bed soon.”
Thank you for reading.
episode35-9 Basking in Competition is True Splendor ②, is scheduled to be posted at 0:00 on August 10th.
