On the night the banquet ended, as previously declared, Princess Anastasia came to my room.
"I had a little chat with the Hero after that", she said.
The Hero, who seemed to be mentally drained, still couldn't refuse the recommendation to become the Minister of War due to his strong sense of responsibility. The talk went on about how it would be difficult for him to marry the princess without experience as the Minister of War, which to me again it's a pretty stupid thought, but I couldn't help but feel genuinely worried about the Hero.
"Alex is trying to overcome hardships for my sake. In such a situation, I feel so helpless that I can't be of any help", Anastasia said.
As soon as she entered the room, Anastasia tightly bit her lips and looked down. I couldn't blame her she must be feeling frustrated as she wanted to be the one who could help the Hero the most.
"I want to marry the Hero with the help of Mr. Daniel", she said from the bottom of her heart.
"I understand, Princess. You love the Hero", I replied.
But in reality, it would be impossible to solve the problems that Alex was facing.
Dealing with such problems is a complicated matter and even if the princess opposes the Hero's appointment as the Minister of War, it's ultimately Alex who would suffer. Moreover, if such a thing were to happen, the Hero's reputation would worsen even more among the nobility.
'He defeated the demons with his own strength. Is this country's nobility so far apart from the first king ideals that they want to cause another hero crash out? Well, Alex is too good a person to simply blow up the entire country, but these nobles mansions? I don't know where they find the confidence to do this.'
Although you can't choose where you're born, things might have been easier if it was just a wealthy noble's daughter and a common man. For the current Hero, moving forward or backward is both a thorny path.
For Anastasia, too, it would be impossible to alleviate the sense of helplessness that she couldn't help the man she loved.
"I love him... ButI can't help but to also be attracted to you", she confessed.
That night, a small sound was heard when she suddenly hugged me. She trembled on my shoulder and I gently touched her shoulder. Her fragile, slender shoulders had a sweet scent.
[Anastasia's POV]
There, I finally said it. I'm ashamed but I'm attracted to Mr. Daniel. Not just any attraction, but an intense fire lights up in the pit of my womb every time I see him, see his smile, his blue eyes, his muscular body… I'm the worst right?
I thought that it wouldn't come to that but due to the summoning ritual, he is exactly the type of man I like and that I read about on the maids' naughty novels that I used to get in secret. He is handsome, kind, strong and treats me really well, he satisfies a hunger that I didn't even knew I had. But I have a duty.
I can't leave the Hero, Alex saved my life that day, this country needs the Saint and the Hero to marry as king and queen. But I can't stand seeing him so overwhelmed by those stupid nobles' schemes. He looks tired, my heart hurts for him and I feel suffocated, only Mr. Daniel's presence alleviates my heart.
If lady Muriel hears that she gave up her love, just for me to have the Hero be hurt like this… Would she blow up the castle? Wait, being her… If she hears about what's happening, she might actually blow up those nobles' houses. Oh, Goddess as if I didn't have enough anxiety already.
Mr. Daniel, please help me. I thought as I embraced him.
[Anastasia POV End]
[Daniel POV]
"That's different, Princess", I managed to say, my voice surprisingly bright. I wanted to make sure I didn't hurt her, to not corner her.
You see, helping the Hero and her attachment to him is the key to Anastasia's happiness. I struggled to suppress the overwhelming emotions that started to form inside me, showing a forced smile.
"You did your best for the Hero and even gave me skills. Of course, I'm happy you're saying that, but… I'm sure it's just because I'm with you now", I continued.
Anastasia's big eyes widened even further. I was probably saying something quite cruel.
I had no luck with women in my previous world, but I could somewhat understand her feelings.
"I'm happy and I like you, Princess. To be able to have sex with a cute woman like you, Anastasia, is like a dream come true for me."
In my previous world, this would have been unimaginable. The Hero and the Princess are both good people and I genuinely want to support them. From the current, exhausted Hero to the Princess, I can't take her away.
"But I don't hate Alex either. I'm not talking about romantic feelings, so please don't get it wrong."
She nodded, her expression still cloudy.
Well, that was obvious. I was saying incredibly terrible things right now.
No one should be able to just brush off goodwill from others like this.
How can everything be settled without hurting anyone?
Twisted, tangled and messed up, I came to the conclusion that it would be best for me to disappear.
With that thought in mind, I held the princess tightly in my arms.
"However, thank you. I'm not like the hero, achieving great things. I'm just an ordinary guy, but hearing you say that makes me truly happy."
Without a word, I kissed her right then and there.
Savoring the softness of her lips, I held her body close.
I realized that with each moment I relished the softness and delicateness of her body, a feeling akin to intense hunger was growing inside me.
"Mmm… Daniel… ngh… ♡"
Sensual moans reached my ears, making it impossible to hold back.
The powerful skill that increased my libido was assaulting my rationality, while my instincts were screaming to defile the female before me.
What about her? She who had granted herself even more overpowering skills? How much was she tormented by its ardor?
"Hn… Mm… Chuu… ♡ Nnh… ♡ ♡ ♡"
Slurping sounds echoed as our tongues intertwined in a lascivious dance, drawing up saliva.
The taste that shouldn't have been there was unexpectedly sweet, shaking my mind even more.
"Ah… ♡ ♡"
"Ah… ♡ Anastasia, get on the bed… Undress yourself and spread your legs like you always do."
There was a sweet scent in the air.
Just seeing Princess Anastasia climb onto the bed, swaying her round buttocks, made me want to ram my dick into her from behind.
"Somewhat… This looks even more erotic than usual…"
As Princess Anastasia, flustered, removed the buttons of her white dress, her pale fingers touched her flushed skin.
Gazing at her, my penis was already rock hard, yearning for the moment when I could thrust it into her from behind.
When she climbed onto the bed, swaying her plump bottom, Princess Anastasia looked more lascivious than ever. However, the hesitation in her eyes made her even more alluring.
"Um… Daniel…"
"What's wrong?"
Her slightly moist eyes, tinted with pleasure and embarrassment, gazed at me.
I couldn't think of anything else but sex when she looked at me with those eyes.
"Could you… be as rough as possible tonight?"
"If that's what you want, Princess."
My heart tightened. I was being unfair, trying to shift all the responsibility onto her with just one sentence.
Princess Anastasia, with her hand on her underwear, closed her eyes and removed it. Although we must have seen each other's naked bodies many times, this moment was always filled with anticipation.
"Ah… Thank you, Daniel… ♡ "
With a satisfied expression on her face, Princess Anastasia, completely overcome by lust, murmured. Opening her legs wide, she presented her honeyed entrance to me.
"Please, Daniel… Please penetrate my lewd pussy with your thick cock like always. ♡ Punish this indecisive incompetent princess's slutty pussy with your big, sturdy cock, Daniel! ♡♡"
That was it. I heard a imaginary tread snap in my head and by the time I came to, I had pushed the princess down onto the soft bed.
I straddled her firmly, seizing her breasts, which bounced heavily.
"As long as you are inside here, you can't defy what I say, right?"
"W-Well, that's right, but…"
I opened the side drawer and pulled a thin leather collar. It was a exact copy of the collar of subjugation but without the magic.
The princess eyes went wide, but not with fear but with a profound longing, her breath became more erratic with excitement.
I put the collar on her neck and while fixing it I could feel her throat gulping.
I tugged roughly at the collar to ensure she undertood what was happening. The black leather collar stood out starkly against her white, translucent skin.
"Then, well…"
Thump, thump… my heart throbbed.
If I'm already the worst, I thought, I might as well hold her like this at least once.
Even if, as a result, she ended up being disillusioned with me, it would be fine.
"Think about the hero… While apologizing to him, let yourself be embraced by me."
If I didn't do this, the kind princess wouldn't come to hate me.