#946. who can help?
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Let’s unfasten the belt of the waist dance.
The black-haired girl in a thin uniform was politely accepting it.
You could put it in the shadows.
Dare to unwrap the sword and entrust it to you is the utmost trust you can show as a swordsman.
Knowing that it is not an ordinary sword, but the worst divine sword he has risked his life to protect, and a relic of his respected master.
Just like a work of art.
While Li Qingyu carefully placed the strong magic sword on the holder inside.
Limon calmly opened his mouth.
“I think I need to wash up first. Who can help?”
“Help… are you talking about it?”
“Because I came from training, I sweat a lot, so I think it will take some time by myself.”
“…”
Hearing Limon’s wish to save time, the seven princesses fell silent for a moment.
In fact, if it were a different time.
Most would be willing to go.
They were his brides, and it was rather a pleasure to be able to help Limon with anything.
The problem was that it wasn’t enough to be here.
It’s not an aide or a clan.
It shows him skin-to-skin in front of other princesses who are only six of his own kind, equal colleagues and rivals.
It was too embarrassing for them, who had lived a noble life as princesses.
But since I came here.
Everyone was determined to this extent.
In the first place, the princess who did not know shame or who was more determined than anyone else quickly made a decision.
“Huh, if no one comes forward, there’s nothing I can do…”
“Then I…”
Chew.
But unfortunately.
They didn’t have a chance to come out.
Because there was a princess whose actions speak louder than words.
A red-haired beauty wearing an Anubis mask walked out of the bathtub before she knew it.
In the midst of the water droplets that flowed down her smooth brown skin to her firm calves and onto her bare feet.
Limon asked quietly.
“Are you okay, Pharaoh?”
“Never mind.”
Even in the midst of this, Hasneti said in a muddy voice, looking straight at Limon, who was considerate of him, with blood-red eyes.
“—Because I am already your slave.”
She is the princess of the Seven Dragons.
He is an Egyptian pharaoh.
Before he was his beloved bride.
As a slave of love, who had already decided to give her all to him.
As if proving the fact that you don’t care about other people’s eyes and you don’t have to.
Hasneti approached Limon without hesitation, kneeling down and kissing the instep of Limon so naturally.
side.
“…!”
the moment I saw it.
The princesses held their breath.
Even if you become his bride.
Limon had always respected them as noble princesses and companions for life.
It’s like being a lowly slave.
It was because the act of abandoning even the dignity of a bride, let alone a princess, in front of everyone was so shocking.
The beautiful curves from his smooth back to his round buttocks, which were revealed as he knelt down.
It’s all the more because of the contrast of the golden ornaments that barely cover the minimally important parts.
However, Hasneti didn’t care about their gaze.
As if asking for permission.
She just looked up at him.
So Limon nodded his head.
Moments later, Hasneti’s slender fingers touched the hem of his clothes.
Seruk.
slowly and in order.
the shirt comes off
What is exposed is a solid body.
From wide shoulders to straight back.
From cracked abs.
Even though it is made up of solid muscles, it is never excessive or dull, and rather sharp, the figure itself is perfect.
like a wild leopard.
It was so enchanting that it made me wonder.
Even the princesses who had already seen it dozens of times were inadvertently looking at it as if they were bewitched.
Took.
…That was until Hasneti’s hand untied Limon’s belt.
Someone inadvertently averted their eyes when they saw the man who had bullied them many times before, in many ways more eye-catching than the upper body.
On the contrary, while someone is looking more piercingly.
Hasneti folded Limon’s clothes and casually entered the bathtub with him.
and….
Vogel.
service go.
It started.
Hasneti poured bath salt into the bathtub and wiped Limon’s body with both hands covered in foam.
slowly.
But calmly.
gliding smoothly.
Using only soft palms and slender fingers.
The touch that rubbed the man’s skin along his back, shoulders, and arms was too hot, rather than caressing, it stimulated his instincts.
Even though he was a noble pharaoh who had only been served his entire life…
Or maybe that’s why, when Limon happily entrusts himself to the service that is more delicate than any other slave.
make a fuss
A soft feeling on the back.
With a hand hugging him from behind, a woman’s body, which is soft and elastic like a sponge, is rubbed with foam.
The hard jewelry sandwiched between the two bodies shakes and tickles the skin, rather emphasizing the softness of the female body.
“…!”
look at it
The princesses hardened.
It wasn’t because it was so shocking to see him serve Limon by using his body like a tool.
Because of Anubis’s mask, even if you can’t see the expression, you can feel the confidence that you can feel just by moving without paying attention to their eyes.
Pride, dignity, face.
Even though I’m giving up everything and serving.
Far from feeling shame or reluctance, rather, it seemed like they were showing off to themselves.
Rather, it made the faces of the women who were watching turn red.
shame.
weird opening.
…with jealousy again.
‘ah….’
And then.
they realized
It’s not like ‘show off’.
Hasneti was “showing off.”
He knew that although he was not Limon’s only bride, he was the only one who could give his all to serve him like a slave.
… And at this moment, they feel envy for her.
back.
My stomach boils.
My head is hot.
lips become swollen
Maia’s own unmarried fragrance that comes from a scented candle.
Regret and regret for not being able to act first before Hasneti stepped forward, even though he had prepared himself a long time ago.
Above all, the figure of a vulgar female who proudly clings to her own man and exhales hot breath monopolizing happiness and joy.
He bit her lip to make her bleed, causing her to reach her hand involuntarily by her side.
gulp!
A small bottle of wine on the table next to it.
Among them, she emptied a bottle of the poisonous liquor of the green dragon clan, which was the most poisonous among them, at once and got up from the bed.
that buck
The moment you take a step.
It is the gaze that gathers in the temple.
It seemed she had a hunch what she was going to do.
She catches the multicolored eyes mixed with various emotions with a butterfly mask and goes straight ahead and steps into a large bathtub.
slap.
Her shirt, which she didn’t even think to take off because she was focused on one thing, was damp, but she didn’t care.
She approaches Limon.
twirling
She just spoke softly with a faint smile on her lips that were not hidden by the mask.
“I will help too.”
“I don’t need any help.”
“There is nothing to say.”
“…”
“—You are not the only swordsmith’s bride.”
His face was covered by a mask.
Even so, her eyes refusing to interfere with her obstruction gave Hasneti a deeper smile.
Rose reached out for the foam that filled her bathtub.
Squeak.
slow.
over his chest.
his fingers slip
Is it because she has no experience of being served by a slave, even though she is the same princess?
The touch is neither skillful nor delicate, but…
a bit clumsy
so carefully.
The lack of fingers running through his chest, neck, and waist rather stimulates the tickling instinct.
Even more so because of the soft touch that is subtly regrettable because it is conveyed through the wet shirt that came into contact naturally without knowing it.
back.
Did you feel competitive?
Or was it that he was sorry that the part he had to wash was reduced.
Hasneti, who pressed even closer, applied elastic pressure and applied foam to him with her whole body.
Similarly, Rose, as if stimulated by it, entangled herself with her smooth legs that were not covered by her shirt.
from the back to the front.
from top to bottom.
from left to right.
The service is getting more and more intense.
Before he knew it, he did not know whether it was to wash him away or to leave his mark even slightly more than his opponent.
While ignoring the fact that the stimulus transmitted to Limon is becoming stronger and clearer.
…or knowingly.
“Whoa…”
So it was.
After Limon, who was just entrusting himself to the two, couldn’t stand it and let out a deep breath.
Why did he stretch out his hand?
widely.
“…Swordsmith?”
Maybe it’s because he’s too keen on passing the trail to him.
Or maybe it was because he was intoxicated by his dragon psionics that permeated through his sweat, scent and body temperature.
Until Limon’s hand touched his cheek.
The moment Rose, who hadn’t realized the movement, raised her head in a daze and saw him.
“town…!?”
Tsueup.
“Yes, yes.”
Head pulled as if snatched.
Lips overlapping at once.
Surprised by the suddenness, I even held my breath for a moment.
The hot tongue that seeped into his mouth intertwined with his own, where the reverberation of the poisoned wine remained, and he felt heat like fire seeping into it.
with an excited moan.
wrap your arms around his neck
entangled by both legs.
She clung to Limon.
Intense pleasure permeated with dragon psionics.
The sharp, ferocious jealousy and envy that you can feel from all sides.
Above all, the deep affection felt from the tongue that covets herself, the arm that hugs her waist, and the hand that supports her body and grips her flesh.
It melted her brain with her low-key pleasure and sheer bliss, just letting her instincts do the trick.
like that….
Sticky saliva leaked from between the overlapping lips and flowed down her chin before falling into the bathtub.
Until her limbs, tightly wrapped around her, gave out strength.
Limon, covetous of her, eventually let go of her lips, which slowly overlapped her, only after her tongue, which had been constantly intertwined, had dulled.
“ha….”
Did you forget to even breathe?
As soon as she removed her mouth, Rose, who was breathing heavily with a loose expression, supported her slender body so that she would not fall into the bathtub.
Limon turned his head.
And saw.
Brides looking at themselves with complex eyes that cannot be covered even with a mask, hardened as one.
Especially the hottest bloody eyes among them.
“Are you envious Pharaoh?”
Limon’s point.
Hasneti couldn’t deny it.
It wasn’t just because I felt resentful and sad that I was deprived of a kiss.
The strong arm that still supported Rose.
The sweet breath she vomited and the hazy eyes.
Above all, the face melted in the happiness and pleasure of the most neat princess in the Seven Dragons, which cannot be hidden even with a butterfly mask.
as his bride.
as a single woman.
and as a single female.
Because I couldn’t hide my jealousy and envy.
“You are an insolent slave to ignore your master’s questions.”
“…”
“Then should I be punished?”
So it was.
Why did Hasneti flinch at Limon’s whisper?
Hasnetti felt her heart pound and closed her eyes at the touch of his cheek, as if confirming her own guess.
She waits for his warm kiss.
Seruk.
“…?”
But right after that.
Hasneti hardened.
The act of sliding down without stopping on his cheek and supporting his back.
And a hand grasping one thigh tightly, pushing away his knees and jewelry that naturally burrowed between his legs and forced his posture.
Above all, the feeling of something hard that touched the lower abdomen, which had been moistened and heated up before I knew it, buried in the foam of the bathtub.
She widened her eyes.
So she belatedly, before Hasnetty, realizing what was about to happen to her, could not even open her mouth.
Pooh!
“Haagh…!”
The woman’s body, pierced by the sudden pleasure, was pulled back behind her as if it would break with a hot breath.
