DDW 9

A suppressed breath brushed against Mirane’s ear.

Waiting for an answer, Mirane looked up and gazed at the Grand Duke’s cold mask. Meeting those dark eyes, Mirane remained silent for a moment before reaching out to peel away his clothes.

The heavy cloak, lined with wool, fell to the floor, and his hands touched the collar. The deep black pourpoint was embroidered with the dragons of the scriptures in gold thread and fastened with ivory buttons. Mirane undid the ivory buttons one by one.

The Grand Duke spoke in a soft voice.

“Have you ever been intimate with a man?”

No answer returned. Mirane had not expected one, so he simply continued talking to himself.

“I have not. I read books in advance, but I am still nervous. I never anticipated a situation like this… Your Highness. I ask for your understanding and patience.”

It was a roundabout way of asking to have a normal night together.

Mirane’s brow furrowed as he stole a glance at the Grand Duke’s expression. Struggling to keep his gaze from drifting toward the blindfold, he moved his hand downward.

At that moment, the Grand Duke let out a short sigh and reached out.

An elegant hand roughly snatched Mirane’s hand. Mirane flinched.

“I’ll do it.”

Coldly brushing away Mirane’s hand from his stomach, the Grand Duke quickly undid his own buttons. Stripping off his upper garment in an instant, he threw the clothes to the floor and reached for his shirt.

Mirane’s gaze landed on the thin shirt that revealed the color of his skin.

Elegant fingers undid the top buttons of the shirt and the ones fastened up to the neck.

Mirane could not take his eyes off the Grand Duke’s body.

‘Impressive.’

His physique was magnificent enough to make Mirane, who had been a knight, admire it.

The solid frame was filled with muscles that looked like twisted steel wires, strong without a single soft spot. The smooth body, like carved ivory, harmoniously embraced the scattered scars upon it, resembling a painting on a canvas.

It was the powerful body of one who had reached the pinnacle of knighthood.

“It’s wonderful.”

Facing a truly perfect body, the knight had spoken in genuine admiration.

Mirane did not notice that the Grand Duke’s body contracted and then relaxed when he spoke. Embarrassment colored the face beneath the mask, but Mirane failed to notice what was happening above the Grand Duke’s neck.

Unconsciously, he reached out and touched the Grand Duke’s body. His index finger brushed over the ribs. Not out of sexual desire, but simply with a heart full of admiration, Mirane caressed the body as if it were a work of art.

“It’s beauti— Gasp!”

The Grand Duke would allow no further indulgence.

“Gasp!”

His hand snatched away, Mirane looked up in panic. Meeting those menacing eyes, he let out an awkward laugh. He realized he had made a mistake.

“I am sorry.”

He tried to pull his hand back from the Grand Duke’s grip, but the attempt failed. The Grand Duke’s grip was so firm that Mirane could not escape. Fidgeting, Mirane stole a glance at his expression. The moment their eyes met, the Grand Duke flung his hand away as if throwing out trash.

Mirane apologized once more.

“I am sorry, Your Highness.”

Rubbing his tingling hand, he slowly continued.

“It’s just that your body is so impressive.”

The Grand Duke seemed to feel it wasn’t worth responding. Facing those cold eyes, Mirane let out a smile.

“Beautiful, you say?”

The Grand Duke twisted the corner of his lips into a mocking smile.

“I hope you can still say that even after seeing the face beneath the mask.”

Then, he reached out. Mirane flinched, and his body stiffened as he realized the Grand Duke was undoing his shirt.

Finally, the true wedding night began. Mirane let out a trembling breath. He tried hard to divert his gaze, which kept drifting toward the blindfold.

A look of complexity briefly crossed Mirane’s pale face.

The Grand Duke cast a cold, mocking sneer at him, but Mirane did not notice.

Fingers like carved ice quickly stripped away the clothes.

When only a few buttons remained, Mirane could no longer contain his agitation and [visit our site]let out a moan. At unauthorized copythat moment, the Grand Duke’s face hardened.

The touch stopped.

“Ah.”

A low breath escaped Mirane’s lips. Cold sweat beaded on his pale forehead. After staring at him with intense eyes for a moment, the Grand Duke suddenly spoke.

“You are afraid.”

Mirane was taken aback.

“…Are you afraid of me?”

Afraid?

Regulating his breath, Mirane murmured.

“Yes.”

However, that was not the reason for Mirane’s agitation. After hesitating for a moment, Mirane spoke with a low groan.

“Could we… please have a normal night, just for today?”

The Grand Duke’s answer came after a considerable amount of time.

“What?”

“I told you that this is my first time with a man.”

Mirane finally let his agitation show.

Covering his pale face with his hand, he dropped his head.

‘Ah, damn it.’

Everything is ruined.

“…Please remove the blindfold. After this, I will obey your orders without daring to resist.”

“….”

“At least for today, I wish to avoid something so shameful. I beg of you.”

Mirane adopted a polite attitude to avoid offending the Grand Duke as much as possible. Since his status was low, Read on Read BL Novelshis words could actually evoke a feeling [stolen content]like, 「How dare you defy me,」 in the Grand Duke.

Having seen how the arrogance of nobles could be twisted from Count Raster and the Emperor, Mirane had no choice but to be cautious.

“I would follow if you wish, but… still.”

“I won’t.”

Mirane looked up in surprise at the voice that sounded like teeth were being clenched.

“Really… Ah.”

“Shut your mouth.”

The Grand Duke reached toward Mirane. Startled, Mirane recoiled, his eyes widening as a hand covered his lips.

For some reason, the Grand Duke was looking down at him with empty eyes. With a face like an old man who had lived a hundred years, he let out a voice thick with futility.

“Is this… so…?”

Mirane blinked his eyes in silence.

Looking at the obedient Mirane, the Grand Duke opened his lips but closed them again, unable to [unauthorized copy]continue. unauthorized copyLetting out a sigh, the Grand Duke reached out and grabbed Mirane’s hand.

Mirane stared blankly at the white cloth being tied around his wrist.

“I won’t treat you like that.”

Speaking with a face full of fatigue, the Grand Duke tied the towel into a knot. Mirane looked at him with an awkward expression.

The Grand Duke explained calmly.

“This is for your consideration.”

Mirane’s gaze landed on the mask. Realizing the situation belatedly, he let out a small sound of realization. Just as Mirane was hesitating in embarrassment:

“This is your last chance, Mirane Raster.”

Sitting on the bed, the Grand Duke pulled the cloth tied to Mirane’s wrist. It was a touch that didn’t use much strength, but Mirane was pulled toward him obediently.

“Now is the only time to stop.”

While sitting on the bed, the Grand Duke finished undoing Mirane’s clothes.

Mirane overlapped his hand on top of the other’s and whispered.

“I will not stop.”

The Grand Duke let out a hollow laugh. Mirane’s top slid down his arms. At that moment, the Grand Duke grabbed his wrist and pulled.

“…!”

In an instant, his field of vision shifted.

The Grand Duke was now positioned right in front of Mirane.

“You will surely regret this.”

Mirane hesitated for a moment, then suddenly closed his eyes. It was his choice. The Grand Duke sighed with a mocking sneer.

“Foolish…”

And then he leaned down.

It was the moment their lips overlapped.

“…Ah.”

Hands slid down the ribs toward the lower back. Mirane yielded to the arms wrapping around his waist. The moment their skin touched, Mirane’s brow furrowed slightly.

The tongue rubbing against his lips was incredibly soft, as if soothing him, and it touched Mirane’s lips very lightly.

The kiss gradually made his body languid.

Only after a considerable amount of time did the Grand Duke pull his lips away.

Meeting those sharp, testing eyes, Mirane moved his hand toward his lips. He unconsciously changed the back of his hand to a finger.

“Thank you.”

A faint smile escaped.

Mirane’s finger traced the lips where warmth still lingered.

Sensing the Grand Duke’s body stiffen, Mirane whispered again.

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

He traced the back of the Grand Duke’s stolen contenthand, [unauthorized copy]which was letting out [visit our site]a low groan, and grasped it.

Mirane did not resist when a hand suddenly covered his ears.

The wedding night was very different from what he had expected.