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It was an occasionally irritatingly lovely face.
He stood a fair bit taller than me, with sturdy shoulders and large hands that firmly vouched for his gender.
The heavens really do play tricks, huh? I thought.
“For that reason, please step aside, Jinshi-sama.”
I appealed to the nobleman, who straddled people and looked down at them, but that other man's mouth was pouting and showed no sign of retreating.
“I completely fail to understand that kind of reasoning.”
As he said it, I restrained him, but he mischievously shifted his long fingers, crawling them around my wrist.
As I let out a small noise at the itchy stimulus, his eyes arched up in amusement.
“The fact remains that a gentleman of the highest calibre like Jinshi-sama needs not meddle with such a homely woman.”
My skirt as well was pinned down in a prime position, so I couldn't escape by kicking him in the loins.
However, if one were to attempt such a thing with the imperial family, the friendly union of one's head and body would be instantaneously dissolved.
“I’d rather have you.”
He grinned, leaning over.
Despite possessing such a face, his body was hefty due to his masculinity.
It would have been nice if he were a woman to counterbalance his face.
Meanwhile, the lips drawn to my nape continued to spread open, feeling wet.
“Dashi will not come out.”
“No, not really.”
As he opened the overlap of a person’s clothing, I could feel the wetness permeating.
If he was lusting after a skinny, ugly woman like this one, he veritably was a maniac.
Fingers crawled all over my body in exploratory movements seeking out something, and I clenched my teeth at the places other than my back where I occasionally reacted.
“Don't stifle your voice. Let me hear it.”
How arrogant, but that was permissible.
I caught the eye of a dreadful man, but it was too late to think that.
And considering how that man is about to expose me, then I'm foolish for getting myself into the situation I'm in now, but it was also too late to think that.
By the time I noticed, we were both breathing heavily, moistened eyes teeming with rapacity.
Ahh, truly, I wish he were a heavenly nymph.
Regrettably, this person was a man, and I was a woman.
Deep inside of me, that which I would rather keep hidden and not seen, he was trying to track down with his masculine nature.
Lips that touched, hands that crawled, skin that rubbed together, and words that were whispered.
The entangled body unearthed the recesses of my mind, and before long, I had my arms around the neck of the man in front of me.