The Incompetent Emperor Who Changes the World from the Shadows: Iron, Gunpowder, and the Young Maidens of Favor - Chapter 20: The Beginning of Intimacy ☆

Chapter 20: The Beginning of Intimacy ☆

With trembling fingers, she lifts the hem of her skirt.

Between her pale thighs, her undergarments are already soaked, love juices dripping down her legs.

Her vulnerable appearance is irresistibly endearing, and I approach Betty.

I gently pull her small frame into my arms.

“You’re adorable, Betty… You did so well.”

Betty looks up at me, her eyes teary with both anxiety and joy.

I cup her cheek and slowly press my lips to hers.

At first, she’s hesitant, but her lips soon part softly, her tongue entwining with mine.

Still holding her close, I lift her skirt further, stroking the inside of her thighs with my palm.

Her heated skin, her trembling body beneath my hands—

I kneel and slowly slide down her undergarments.

Her secret place glistens, dripping with love juices.

As I bring my nose closer, a sweet, damp scent rises.

“…You held back until you were this wet?”

Betty’s face flushes red, and she nods faintly.

I extend my tongue, slowly lapping up her love juices.

A mix of salt and sweetness spreads across my tongue, and she lets out a small moan.

“Nn~… No… Don’t lick… everything…”

I kiss her soft folds repeatedly, caressing the petal-like skin with my tongue, savoring each moan she lets slip.

As I trace my tongue deeper between her thighs, her body jolts sharply.

I lick her folds carefully, scooping up her love juices again and again.

Her eyes misty, she covers her mouth with both hands, letting out soft moans now and then.

“Nn~… Ah~… It feels… so strange…”

Her voice blends confusion and ecstasy, her legs weakening beneath her.

I don’t rush, delving my tongue deeper into her core.

Each time, her thighs cling to my shoulders, her body pulsing with heat.

“It’s okay, Betty.

Surrender everything to me.”

I whisper in her ear, stroking her thighs, waist, and calves with my palms.

Her breathing is shallow, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

When I gently tease her clitoris with my tongue, she instinctively grips my hair.

“Yah~… Ah~… It’s… intense…”

I gradually intensify my tongue’s movements, lapping up every drop of her love juices.

Her body sways, and finally, her legs give out, collapsing onto the floor.

I scoop her up gently in my arms and lay her softly on the floor.

When I ask, “Are you scared?” she shakes her head, her sweaty brow glistening, and murmurs in a faint voice, “…I’m happy… I’ve never felt this before.”

I slowly remove her uniform, revealing her chest.

Her shapely, soft breasts fit perfectly in my palms—

Their small size makes me handle them with extra care and tenderness.

“You’re so cute, Betty… I love every part of you.”

I press a soft kiss to her chest, stroking her nipple with my fingertips and circling it with my tongue, cherishing her.

Betty smiles through tears, wrapping her arms gently around my back.

I kiss her chest again, brushing her nipple lightly with my fingers.

She catches her breath, clinging to my shoulders.

Her eyes shimmer with a mix of anxiety and newfound pleasure.

“Betty… are you still… a virgin?”

I ask softly, and her eyes widen in surprise before she shyly turns her face aside and nods faintly.

“…Yes.

It’s my first time…”

Her honesty is endearing, and I gently stroke her hair.

“It’s okay.

I won’t hurt you.

Leave everything to me.”

To ease her tension, I lie back on the floor.

“Don’t be scared.

Take it at your own pace…”

Betty hesitates, looking down at my body, then resolves herself and straddles my hips.

Her small hands press against my chest, her heated thighs brushing along my sides.

“Betty, lower yourself slowly…”

Her face flushes red as she guides my member with her hand, pressing it gently against her entrance.

“…If it hurts, stop right away.”

“…Yes…”

She lowers her hips slowly, and my heat gradually sinks into her.

At the initial resistance, she furrows her brow and stifles a sound.

I hold her hand gently, looking up at her reassuringly.

“No need to rush.

Your pace is fine.”

She takes small breaths, and bit by bit, she takes me in fully on her own.

“Ah~… Nn~… It’s… inside…”

In that moment, tears well in her eyes, trembling with pain and overwhelming happiness.

I stroke her waist gently.

“You did so well.

You’re so precious.”

Still straddling me, Betty breathes shallowly at first, her brow furrowed, unable to move.

Her body likely isn’t used to the pain yet.

I support her waist gently, saying, “Don’t push yourself.

Little by little… at your pace,” in a soothing voice.

After a moment, she slowly lifts her hips and lowers them again.

With each movement, new emotions flicker across her face—

Pain and hesitation, but deep within, a small spark of pleasure begins to glow.

“…Ah~… Nn~… It’s… a little better now… feels good…”

Surprised by her own sensations, she bites her lip but moves again.

I hold her small hand, subtly lifting my hips to match her rhythm.

Her inner walls gradually soften and warm, the change palpable.

Her cheeks flush, and each time our eyes meet, she shyly looks away.

But her body is already surrendering to the waves of pleasure.

“Nn~… Ah~… Deeper… more…”

Betty finds her own rhythm, moving up and down, sometimes circling her hips.

Her movements grow bolder, and I naturally raise my hips to meet her.

Our motions sync, the pleasure building intensely.

Her breaths and my ragged breathing fill the room, our sweaty bodies pressing close.

“…Ah~… It’s… amazing… Your Majesty… I’m going crazy…”

Her voice falters, her fingers digging into my chest.

I pull her slender waist closer, guiding her deeper.

“Ah~… Aahh~! Ahh, aahh~!”

Our movements align, her small body swaying like waves above me.

The pleasure engulfs us both fiercely.

“My depths… Aahh~… It’s pulsing… Something’s… coming…”

Her body trembles atop me, our heat intensifying together.

“No… I can’t… My body’s moving on its own— Aahh~… No… but I’m so happy…”

Each thrust draws chaotic moans from her, her chest quivering.

My cock is at its limit.

A few more seconds, and I’ll release.

“Nn~… Ah~… Your Majesty, no… It’s too much… I’m gonna come…”

I knead her small breasts.

Her eyes shine with shyness, newfound joy, and complete trust in me.

“…Your Majesty… More, more… Always like this…”

Finally, her throat trembles as she cries out.

“Fua~… Nn~… Ah, aahh~… I’m… I’m coming… Your Majesty…!”

Her small hands clutch my shoulders, conveying her love with her entire body.

Her heartbeat echoes against my chest, and for a moment, all her strength melts away in my arms.

“Nn~… Nna~… Aahh~… Aahh~…!”

I release everything inside her.

Her body shudders, trembling as if convulsing.

Our bodies are firmly joined, our hearts feeling as though they’ve melted together.

Tears glisten on Betty’s cheeks—not from sadness, but from a deep relief and fulfilled happiness found nowhere else in this world.

After a moment, she whispers.

“…Your Majesty’s arms are so warm…

Can I stay like this… just a little longer?”

Becoming the emperor’s personal maid isn’t the start of misfortune.

It brings a stable life, three meals a day, and freedom from heavy labor.

Unlike the previous emperor, my treatment of the maids is gentler.

To these maids, being embraced by me might even feel like happiness.

A different kind of love from what I share with Ariel.

I’m coming to realize that.