“Why are you being so mischievous today…? Hurry. Please? Adrian, please…”
“You really are, in many ways…”
It was exactly as I had intended. I could feel the tension in his well defined jaw through our touching faces. I quickly blinked my eyes. A few teardrops that had been precariously forming rolled down my cheeks.
“You have a remarkable talent for infuriating people.”
“It hurts when you say things like that…”
Though I knew that wasn’t what he meant, I pretended to be innocent, sniffling and rubbing my wet face against the Crown Prince’s cheek. Ha, I heard him let out a low chuckle before my lips were completely devoured.
“Haaah, ah!”
At the same time, his strong hands undid the front of my pants and invaded. Without exaggeration, it was simply electrifying.
“Ah, Adrian, mmm, uh, mmm…!”
Anyone would react the same way seeing this arrogant man, who acted as if he were the only worthy being in the world, seemingly lose his mind over a few fabricated tears and exaggerated excitement.
“Damn it. Noah, do something about these blasted pheromones. I can’t take you in a place like this.”
“Hmm, if you say so, mmm, first stop, your h-hands… Hnngh!”
The Crown Prince’s hands were easily a joint longer than mine when compared side by side. With those absurdly long fingers mercilessly probing below, what omega could possibly maintain control of their pheromones? Of course, I could have done it if I really tried, but instead I just shook my head saying I couldn’t and cried more dramatically.
Even just the feeling of my sensitive arousal brushing roughly against the Crown Prince’s clothing was already sufficient stimulation. Add to that the sensation of my tight entrance being forcibly spread and probed, truly… If I relaxed my guard even slightly, I too might lose my reason and be swept away.
The Crown Prince extended his tongue and ravenously licked my cheek as I sobbed about feeling strange inside. All while keeping his fingers thrusting inside me.
“No, no, really now, ah, Adrian, Your Highness, mmm, no, I’m going to come, haaah, ah!”
The fingers spreading my narrow gap had increased to two by now. Due to excessive arousal, I could feel my inner walls swelling and sucking on his fingers. I swear it was an unintentional movement.
“Your Highness, no, stop, mmm, really, really ah, no…!”
The Crown Prince showed no mercy despite my pleas that I was about to come. My sobbing grew louder.
“Hic, hiiic, hmmmngh!”
In the end, I had to tremble and release my fluids inside the carriage, not even knowing if it was properly soundproofed.
“My, my. How rude to soil a rented carriage. The seat is completely ruined from your mess in both front and back.”
“Hnnng, hnng…”
Even as he looked at the complete disaster, not just the seat but also my clothes that I hadn’t fully removed, soiled with my fluids from behind and my seed from the front, the Crown Prince didn’t forget to tease me until the very end.
“It can’t be helped. I’ll personally purchase this carriage and dispose of it, so don’t worry.”
“…Your generosity is truly overwhelming.”
“Hmm. Isn’t it a bit different in your case?”
“Pardon?”
“In this case, anyone would agree it’s more your ‘royal favor’ that’s overwhelming rather than my generosity.”
“Your Highness!”
Oh, curse this blasted social barrier. If not for this difference in status, I would have truly struck him.
While I was breathing heavily, completely worked up, the Crown Prince’s expression as he looked at me was somehow peculiar. A mysterious expression that seemed to mix admiration and mockery. What is it? Is my quivering response to this level of teasing really so surprising and admirable?
“I just said it, didn’t I? It’s your fault for looking so tempting.”
“W-wow, really…”
The Crown Prince quickly composed his strange expression and lightly chuckled, tapping the tip of my nose with his finger. I knew he was doing it to provoke me, and I shouldn’t react, but I couldn’t help getting agitated.
While I was unable to make any proper response and just groaned, the Crown Prince skillfully rearranged my disheveled clothing. He had even brought a spare robe. He was truly second to none when it came to preparedness.
“Ah, right. By the way, what brought you here so suddenly?”
I’d been curious for a while but had no chance to ask as I was completely at the mercy of the Crown Prince’s pace. The Crown Prince didn’t answer immediately, pausing briefly before slowly opening his mouth.
“What if I say I suddenly wanted to see you and came looking?”
Hmm. That’s a lie. During that pause, was this weak excuse all he could come up with?
“You. It seems you’re thinking rather disrespectful thoughts in that small head of yours.”
“That couldn’t be. When it comes to dealing with Your Highness, I can look up to the heavens without a hint of shame.”
There’s nothing better than countering lies with lies. No, and besides, I haven’t properly done anything with the other romance characters apart from the Crown Prince yet, so strictly speaking, it can’t even be considered a complete lie, right?
“It wasn’t anything special. I had some inspection business in the area, and just happened to receive a report that you were nearby, so I took the opportunity.”
“I see…”
Should I believe what he wants me to believe?
“…”
“…”
As our conversation stopped, the narrow carriage was filled only with the sound of clopping hooves and creaking wheels.
“…These days.”
The Crown Prince slowly opened the conversation with his usual smile, not particularly pleasant, but rather crooked. I instinctively knew that whatever followed would be the real reason he had come to see me so unexpectedly, like an impromptu inspection.
“You’ve been interacting unusually frequently with Lady Grachio. Like visiting the Duke’s mansion today.”
“Oh, is that all you came for?”
“…All?”
The Crown Prince frowned immediately at my question without even answering whether that was true or not. His tone in repeating “all?” clearly revealed his displeasure.
“I understand well why you’re keeping the Duke’s house in check, and I appreciate your intention to protect me from their influence. But that’s completely separate from my relationship with Lady Grachio, Beatrice. Even today, Beatrice said she’d help me with anything if I had difficulties.”
“…”
“You don’t know how principled and upright Beatrice is. Of course, the Duke is somewhat… questionable in many ways… But anyway, Beatrice isn’t like that!”
“Haha, ha…”
The Crown Prince burst into laughter so unnaturally it seemed almost theatrical. Even clapping his hands.
“Well, this is something… Beatrice, Beatrice. To think you can’t even talk without mentioning Lady Grachio. I wonder when you became so close.”
“But you brought up Beatrice first…”
“There, there it is again, Beatrice!”
“…”
What am I supposed to do? Should I call Beatrice by some other name like Elizabeth or Caroline instead? As I puffed my cheeks in displeasure and stuck out my lips in a pout, the Crown Prince took a breath and lowered his voice that had risen somewhat. What he said next was absurd.
“Do you even know my name?”
“…”
Wow! How childish! Could it be that even a Crown Prince of a nation would burn with jealousy over something so trivial? No matter how great his grudge against the Grachio ducal house, really, over something like this?
“Of course I know it. What citizen in this country wouldn’t know Your Highness’s name?”
As I grumbled, the Crown Prince touched his forehead as if feeling stifled and sighed deeply.
“Haah…”
“Your Highness?”
As I tapped his shoulder and blinked my eyes, the Crown Prince stared down at me and sighed once more. Then he extended his arm to the side and flung open the carriage door. Apparently, we had arrived sometime during our bickering.
“We’ve arrived now. I’ll come for your next cycle, so take care until then.”
“Come on, am I just some sort of thing? Anyway, I understand. I hope Your Highness returns safely to the palace!”
I jumped out of the carriage. The Crown Prince was quite childish and amusing in his own way.
Thanks for translating this was so good can’t wait for the next update!!!