Chapter 173 – Reversal of Relationships
I continued to walk, suppressing my burning desire.
I thought it was just a little excitement to see a different side of a friend I’ve known for a long time.
I don’t know how the hell it came to be like this.
Maybe it’s because he met his opponent after a long time and went on a rampage properly, so the fatigue from the battle came belatedly.
Or was it because Scarlett’s temptation, which she had managed to shake off, was stronger than I thought?
Although the exact reason is not clear.
At some point, like a stallion in the breeding season, I was craving for a woman.
“Excuse me, but there will be a brief inspection. Where are you going in such a hurry at this late night?”
“I’m here to meet my lover who lives here.”
“Ah…! It must have been Sir Wolfgang. I’m sorry I couldn’t recognize her face because it was dark. Good night.”
During the interrogation of the unwillingness to encounter while passing by the street.
To the point where she had to forcefully stop the blood flow constantly rushing to her lower leg in order not to be humiliated unexpectedly.
I want to fully feel the soft and smooth texture of the skin, which is different from that of a man.
I want to be immersed in the sweet scent unique to women that drives men crazy.
I want to bury her face in the soft symbol of motherhood.
We want to exchange bodily fluids by constantly whispering pushes into each other’s ears.
I felt as if I had become an adolescent boy experiencing the emotion of sexual desire for the first time.
After walking like that, when I came to my senses, I had reached my destination.
A neatly maintained garden even on a street lined with similar-looking houses.
The place where I formed a deep connection with my precious second lover, which began as a relationship between a superior and a subordinate.
Agnes’ house.
I stood in front of the gate and called her name quietly.
“Agnes.”
Inside, I can feel the familiar presence.
Did she already notice my presence, just like I do?
— Throbbing…
If you think about it, it’s just an insignificant act.
It’s just a little manly thing that desire suddenly finds a lover’s house in the middle of the night in the East Sea.
I don’t know why my heart beats so fast.
“Western…?”
Eventually, Agnes quietly appeared through a crack in the half-open door.
It was a moment, but it was so engrossing that it took my breath away.
Moist, light green eyes and sky-blue hair tied up in a horsehair shape.
As soon as the cat’s sharply raised eyes see my face, it rolls down and reveals its delight.
It was the expression of a woman that the arrogant female lady only showed in front of me.
Before long, the cool and refreshing scent of mint passed her nose.
It seems that I have been using the hair soap with the smell I like for over a year without changing it.
It may be that I uselessly attach meaning to a trivial thing, but I feel deeply satisfied as it somehow proves that she is mine.
I reached out my hand to her face and called her name again.
—Sue
“Agnes.”
“What’s wrong…?”
But what does that outfit mean?
She was wearing only one shirt, without even her underwear, probably because she came to visit her when she was about to go to sleep.
Is that not enough, did he just jump out of the shower?
The wet, translucent shirt has already lost its function as clothing, and has immaculate skin and voluptuous breasts. And it was showing off two shy pink fruits.
“Whoa…”
“Seo-Bang-nim…? It’s weak from your breath, but it smells like alcohol. Even if it’s just warm honey water…”
Even that alone makes me so excited that my breathing becomes rough.
When I suddenly lowered my gaze at the strange and sweet smell wafting from somewhere, my vision was disturbed by the lower half of my body, which, unfortunately, was not wearing a single thread.
—Slurp…
A drop of clear liquid was just rolling down towards the floor from the inside of his sturdy thigh.
Its identity was very clear.
“Ah…!”
And, what the hell was she doing just before her.
It seems she was trying to defile her body before going to sleep, not clean it.
I grabbed her right hand as she was fidgeting suspiciously behind her back.
And, let’s hold it high so that we can be seen clearly in front of each other’s eyes.
– Sticky…
A transparent solid line was drawn between Agnes’ index and ring fingers.
There was a slightly fishy yet sweet, terribly tempting smell wafting from it.
“This, this… That…”
Soon, his face turned red with excitement and shame.
Isn’t this a very cute look?
Seeing Agnes’ expression like that, a mischievous thought suddenly came to my mind as if I was possessed by something.
How about enjoying something a little special today?
It was because he was already enjoying ordinary sexual intercourse with Agnes to the point of getting tired of it.
-Side
“Seo-seo-bang?! It’s dirty!
I lifted the back of her hand, which was glistening with her love juice, and kissed her.
Just as a subordinate pays homage to a woman of high rank.
-Licking…
It doesn’t stop there, she sticks out her tongue and licks her finger.
It was as if women were cleaning my cock with their mouths right after intercourse.
“I’m not drunk. I’ve had only one drink. So there’s no need to bring me honey water. The sweetest honey water flows right here.”
“Ah, ahh…! I feel strange…! Why is the West speaking respectfully to me…!”
Agnes whimpers cutely as if embarrassed.
I grabbed Agnes’ trembling hand, forced it half open, and slipped her sandwich-like hands over her genitals.
“Huh…!”
Then, along with the warm and wet touch, a strange moan immediately erupted.
I whispered softly into her ear.
“Have I disturbed Sir Agnes’s good time?”
“Heh, hehe…! Seobang-nim… Why, why are you doing this… Please stop using honorifics… I’m ashamed to die…”
“This is more embarrassing to say honorifics rather than touching your exposed lower part. Isn’t that a bit strange?”
“Seo-Bang-sama… First of all, please come inside. The night wind is blowing… Huh…?!
Ah, come to think of it, I was still at the front door. Besides, the door wasn’t even closed.
—Quaang!
It’s embarrassing when others see this, the rest inside.
I entered Agnes’s house, caressing the inside of Agnes’s vagina.
“Ahhhhh…!”
As her thin index finger and her thick index finger of mine invaded the narrow beech at the same time, Agnes didn’t know what to do and just started shaking his waist.
“It’s cute. Sir Agnes. It makes me want to devour it.”
“Ha ha… Mr. West… You are the West…!”
The reason why I suddenly said respectful words to Agnes was, of course, partly because of the playfulness.
In fact, I had to do that for a while, but also because it was legal.
“Did you just ask why I use honorifics? You’re my superior now. Sir Agnes.”
“What, what is that…? Ah…!”
As of today, I will completely step down from the position of leader of the Black Lion Knights.
Paperwork should probably have been completed by now.
Of course, sooner or later new rank badges and titles will be awarded.
Right now I’m just a nobleman with nothing for the next week or so.
On the other hand, Agnes was automatically entrusted with command of the Black Lion Knights after I stepped down.
If so, how could I, a mere aristocrat and not an heir, dare to compete with the knight commander?
Of course, the relationship between Agnes and I wasn’t tight enough to require strict etiquette.
Due to the nature of the group called the Knights Templar, it is normal to be treated with certain courtesy, and sooner or later, I will become a superior again, so there will be no need to be polite like this.
Still, isn’t this situation itself a little funny?
Agnes, who was his most intimate subordinate and even in a romantic relationship, has always adhered to a title of honor that was frustrating for me even in private.
As she was a knight, her sense of order was very thorough.
When she thought that her relationship with her was reversed, even for a moment, her interest was piqued.
— Prick prick
“Ah. Haha…!”
“Oh, you’re not good enough. Aren’t you spilling too much honey?”
Meanwhile, lucid Agnes is experiencing unbearable pleasure from being stabbed by Beecher.
My actions and short conversations seemed to have already noticed the current situation.
“So, then, why did you leave so quickly this morning… Now really…?”
“Yes. That’s right. As of today, I am no longer the Captain of the Black Lion, and you have just become the new Captain of the Black Lion, Sir Agnes.”
— Jjook!
I kissed her as I gazed intently into her eyes at Agnes, who was full of her confusion.
Then Agnes closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue first.
“Emmh… Churup…”
— Castings castings…
One of her clasped hands constantly teased her cracks, while the free hand freely massaged the huge breasts beneath her wet, translucent shirt.
A vulgar kiss with an extremely obscene and explicit caress.
So, of course, my cock couldn’t get a full erection and was ready to pierce the sky.
—Kwaaak!
“Kuu…?!”
However, the feeling that Agnes’ hand stroking my cock today was poisonous.
Is it just because of my mood?
