Roselia's POV
At her words, I glanced down.
Grope, grope.
"T-Ticklish…"
My hands were fondling him without me noticing. One taste, and I'd have no regrets. Even drunk, his instinctive, seductive movements and sweet scent were intoxicating—he was born to tempt women. It explained the cloak hiding his face. Without it, he'd have caused a scandal by now.
…Hold on.
"…Sir, your relationship with him was consensual, right…?"
"…"
"Sir…?"
"O-Of course it was! What, did you think one of us forced the other? T-That's ridiculous!"
She seemed suspicious, but I believed her for now. If it was rape, they wouldn't be drinking together.
"Then answer me. Was it tasty?"
I pictured him writhing in pleasure in my arms.
Drip.
Saliva spilled over.
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Sword Empress's POV
…'Was it tasty'?
