Weeping Men: The Innocent Princess’s Secret Delight

As she wandered day after day searching for a man who struck her fancy,

“Hic… Your Highness… I only need Your Highness.”

A pretty boy, Kaizen Pentmian, rolled into her life, crying softly in the moonlight.

Judith barely concealed her emerging smile as she saw the war hero who led the victory against the North, the Knight Commander, kneeling and sobbing at her feet.

You’re mine.

***

Though hidden by a partition, any sound would be immediately detected. Even if he escaped through the window by the bedhead, a body as large as Kaizen’s wouldn’t go unnoticed.

‘Perhaps it’s better to wait quietly until those maids return to their duties…’

Gulp.

Just as she finished this thought, she clearly heard the sound of swallowing through the vibrations of their touching bodies. Judith looked down.

Kaizen looked up at her, his face bright red and pupils trembling wildly.

“Your Highness, now… this, this kind of thing…”

At first, she couldn’t understand what he meant. Only when she felt his member gradually swelling against her bare leg did Judith realize what kind of misunderstanding Kaizen had made.

‘Does he think I’ve pounced on him to do more in this state?’

With a trembling voice, he appeared torn between pulling away and staying close. His hands instinctively gripped her waist, but upon realizing how intimate this gesture was, he flinched and quickly released his hold.

She hadn’t even thought about it, yet he had already conjured expectations of his own.

‘Making me want to live up to those expectations.’

Kaizen’s already thin thread of reason snapped. Judith smiled, licking her lower lip slowly like a street ruffian, and ran her hand from Kaizen’s nape down to his chest.

“What do you mean by ‘this kind of thing’?”

“Your Highness… ugh…!”

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