## Chapter 129 – Charlotte. An Unwanted Guest
Only the warm sunlight embraced the earth in the languid afternoon.
An obscene sound, unfitting for the peaceful scenery, pierced even the valley’s babbling brook.
Between the bushes that concealed the valley, two figures intertwined, moving as if devouring each other.
Reason scattered into the air, leaving only bestial instincts in a vulgar dance.
“Hng, haa…”
Charlotte diligently expressed her desires, shaking her hips from side to side, or pounding down roughly from above.
In that series of movements, one could glimpse her ambition to reclaim Number 25, who had been taken from her for two years.
As if never to let go again, she moved fiercely and aggressively, declaring to the world that this cock was hers and hers alone.
Number 25 merely grasped Charlotte’s breasts, which swayed before his eyes, with his hands, rolling her nipples with his fingers or occasionally taking them into his mouth. He didn’t move his own hips or take any other action.
Charlotte was focused solely on unleashing her pent-up lust on Number 25’s body, so she couldn’t risk disturbing him with rash movements. Number 25 only had to entrust himself to her movements, lying still and receiving the love she gave.
Some might say that a man’s pride wouldn’t allow him to completely surrender his body to a woman and follow her lead, but that didn’t apply to Number 25.
Rather, he was enjoying the situation.
Softly swaying breasts, hips touching his pelvis, a vagina tightly enveloping his cock and clinging to him tenaciously—everything was so fantastic that it felt like a dream.
Aware that the breasts he held in his hands were permitted only to him, Number 25 felt a strange sense of conquest.
As time passed, Charlotte’s movements gradually quickened, and at the same time, faint groans of pleasure mixed with agony escaped Number 25’s lips.
As if representing his pain, he gripped Charlotte’s breasts even more roughly and pleaded.
“Cha, Charlotte-nim… just a little slower…”
Charlotte didn’t hear Number 25’s words. From her slightly parted lips flowed only sweet saliva and moans instead of human speech. United with lust, Charlotte was focused solely on extracting semen from his cock, and before long, she was able to reap the rewards.
Charlotte, who had been shaking her hips with the force of crushing Number 25’s pelvis with her entire weight, stopped moving, convulsed once, and then collapsed onto Number 25’s slender body.
Number 25 gently embraced Charlotte’s waist as she caught her breath, and he too took deep breaths to regulate his breathing.
Having regained her strength, Charlotte wrapped her arms around Number 25’s neck and gently bit his earlobe. Before Number 25 could feel any pain, she inserted her long tongue into his ear and began to caress his body.
Starting from his ear, Charlotte’s tongue moved lower and lower, towards his neck, cheeks, collarbone, and so on.
“T, ticklish.”
Charlotte, finding Number 25’s twitching reaction cute, lowered her head and naturally took his cock, which was covered in her fluids and semen, into her mouth.
Licking Number 25’s still erect cock with her tongue and pushing it deep into her throat, Charlotte caressed his balls with her hands, showing that she wanted more semen.
It would be nearly impossible for an ordinary person to ejaculate repeatedly, but Number 25, as if never tiring, lived up to Charlotte’s expectations.
Perhaps it was presumptuous, but Charlotte pressed the back of her head, pushing his cock so deeply that her lips touched his navel, and then began to ejaculate inside her.
A volume of ejaculate far exceeding that of a human, semen sticking to her lips because she couldn’t contain it all in her mouth.
As if regretting the waste, Charlotte wiped the semen from her lips with her fingers, licked them with her tongue, and then asked with a seductive smile.
“How was it? Did you like it?”
There was no need to say it. Mixing bodies with Charlotte was accompanied by pleasure that could not be compared to anything else.
The special nature of being the one who took Number 25’s first time was also a big factor, but in reality, her mouth and vagina were, even in the opinion of Number 25, who had experienced many women, incredibly skilled.
Charlotte raised Number 25, grabbed his buttocks, and grinned mischievously.
“Shall we go wash up now?”
After confirming that Number 25 nodded, Charlotte dragged him into the stream right in front of them and began to wash his body thoroughly.
In the fleeting pleasure, followed by a peaceful time, worries about Aser, who had been left alone, welled up in Number 25’s heart and overwhelmed him.
Number 25 didn’t look at Charlotte’s face, but stared at his reflection in the water and asked.
“Charlotte-nim, will the Demon Lord be alright? All alone…”
Charlotte answered with a nonchalant expression, unlike him, before Number 25 could even finish speaking.
“Wouldn’t he be?”
Immediately after, Charlotte’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
Number 25 had temporarily forgotten something due to his life with Lowee, who accepted everything—whining, complaining, coddling—with a gentle expression.
Charlotte was surprisingly very jealous.
The grip of Charlotte’s hand on Number 25’s shoulder tightened. Her nails dug into his flesh, leaving faint scratches.
“Right now, focus only on me. Have you already forgotten? I told you I don’t like you talking about other women while you’re with me, didn’t I?”
Having finished speaking, Charlotte, still not calmed down, grabbed Number 25’s chin and turned him towards her.
Applying a little force to her hand, she licked the saliva that began to drip from his parted lips with her tongue, and then invaded his mouth, exploring his gums, mucous membranes, and tongue.
Number 25 could do nothing, like a rodent caught by a snake. Although it wasn’t exactly a relaxing time, the kiss with Charlotte gave him a pleasure that made his whole body melt, not just his tongue.
In the middle of the kiss, Charlotte broke away and glared at the bushes, opening her mouth.
“Wait a moment.”
Leaving her spot, Charlotte swept the bushes aside with her palm and lifted up the person hiding inside.
“You really never get tired, do you?”
The one who had been crouching in the bushes, watching the two of them making love from beginning to end, was none other than Hilda.
While cleaning, Hilda had witnessed Charlotte taking Number 25 away and had anticipated that something unusual was about to happen, so she had followed them immediately.
Moreover, the fluids on the ground explained what they had been doing.
Hilda scratched her head with an awkward smile.
Seeing Hilda’s foolishly grinning face, Charlotte, as if her mood had been spoiled, dropped Hilda to the ground and put on the clothes that were placed on the rock, saying.
“Ha, I was thinking of spending the evening together for the first time in a while, but my mood is all gone.”
Charlotte, who had finished dressing in the blink of an eye, glared at Hilda with a venomous gaze.
“I’ll make you pay dearly for this, so be prepared.”
Hilda cowered at Charlotte’s icy glare, already frightened by the trials that lay ahead.
“Number 25, let’s go.”
At Charlotte’s words, Number 25 hurriedly came out of the water, put on his clothes, and followed Charlotte, walking alongside Hilda.
Hilda glanced around and whispered cautiously to Number 25.
“Sorry, didn’t I disturb you for no reason?”
“I’m fine, but Charlotte-nim…”
Charlotte hardly ever scolded Number 25, but Hilda, a maid under Charlotte, was an exception. No matter what punishment she gave, she had no choice but to accept it.
Hilda tore at her hair as if something terrible had happened, wearing a despairing expression.
But the instinct led by a strong emotion, as if a fire had been lit inside her, was something she couldn’t control herself.
Who could resist being able to see the person they like having sex?
Worrying about this and that, the three of them arrived at the castle before they knew it. Charlotte opened the door and cast her gaze at Hilda again, saying in a cold voice.
“You… go inside and wait for now. I’ll call you separately later.”
Could there be words more frightening than being called separately later? Hilda, trembling with fear, bowed her head and quickly disappeared from the spot, and Number 25, who was watching her, asked with a worried voice.
“What should I do?”
At Number 25’s question, Charlotte smiled gently, as if nothing had happened, and stroked his head.
“Of course, you have to go with me. You said you were worried about leaving the Demon Lord alone, didn’t you?”
As if finally relieved to hear that they were going to see Aser, Number 25 nodded and followed Charlotte to the 3rd floor, where Aser’s office was located.
They were going up while having a short, trivial conversation, but gradually Charlotte’s expression began to harden.
Number 25 couldn’t hear it, but Charlotte could hear it clearly.
“Why is it so noisy?”
An uneasy feeling came over her.
There should be no one on the 3rd floor except for the cleaning maids.
Aser was neither delusional enough to talk to himself, nor did he have a mental illness.
That meant that someone else had intruded.
Leaving Number 25 behind, Charlotte rushed to the 3rd floor faster than ever before and roughly opened the door to the office.
The scene that unfolded through the open door was the same as usual, but in the chair in the center of the office sat someone who shouldn’t be there.
Charlotte took a deep breath and stared at her with wide eyes.
Sitting in the center of the office, calmly drinking tea, was none other than…
Lowee.
Charlotte couldn’t understand this situation, where Lowee, whom she had parted with just a few days ago, had come to District 7 again.
Lowee didn’t even glance at Charlotte, who was opening the door and wearing a shocked expression, but looked at Number 25, who was hurriedly following her and catching his breath, and smiled brightly.
“My dear, I came because I missed you.”
Lowee was there with a nonchalant smile, as if the goodbye she had given with tears that day was meaningless.
