Inside the rustic, warmly lit inn where Delilah lodged, its wooden walls creaking softly with age and charm, Kai sat shirtless on the edge of the bed, wincing as Delilah dabbed a cool, minty-scented ointment onto the bruises across his arm and ribs. The scent of herbs and old timber lingered in the air.
Outside the door, Butler Cuddlebutton had initially insisted on tending to the prince's wounds himself, bustling forward with his medical kit already unbuckled. "Your Highness, if I may—"
But Delilah had cut him off with a firm shake of her head. "No, Cuddlebutton. I'm the one who inflicted those wounds on him. I'll be the one to fix him."
The butler had opened his mouth to protest; it was protocol after all, but one sharp glance from Prince Kai had silenced him immediately. It wasn't anger. It was a quiet command, laced with trust.
With a resigned huff and a straightened collar, Cuddlebutton bowed and stepped aside, retreating like a loyal knight dismissed from battle.
Inside the inn, the feisty Delilah then rolled up her sleeves as she went to work on Kai's injury with unexpected gentleness, though her fingers were calloused from years of swordplay.
"Try not to flinch," she muttered, carefully pressing another dab of ointment on a purpling bruise near his collarbone.
Kai hissed through his teeth, gripping the edge of the stool. "You say that like it's nothing."
"You blocked most of the attacks," she said, smirking. "And besides, I went easy on you."
But the ointment stung like acid kissed by peppermint, and every so often, Kai let out a short, involuntary yelp, a high-pitched squeak that made Delilah's eyebrow twitch each time.
By the fourth squeal, her lips were twitching too. Not in annoyance. In amusement… and something else.
Without warning, she leaned forward, closed the gap between them, and pressed her lips to his.
Kai froze, but only for a heartbeat. Then his eyes lit up, not with surprise, but with something dangerously close to delight. As if this moment had been dancing at the edge of his imagination for days.
Her lips were soft, warm, tasting faintly of mint and honey, and the delicate perfume clinging to her skin intoxicated him more than any wine.
He'd dreamed of this. He was sure of it.
When she pulled away, there wasn't a hint of regret in her expression. In fact, she looked oddly satisfied, like someone who had finally claimed something that was always hers.
"Well?" she said casually, her fingers brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Since we're going to be husband and wife, I figured I'm allowed to kiss you now. Not as your subject, but as your bride."
Kai's grin spread slowly, eyes locked on her with an unspoken reverence. "You can do more than just kiss me."
From the pocket of his trousers, he withdrew a small, velvet pouch. His fingers moved with a quiet certainty, pulling free a gleaming diamond ring.
He took her hand, and slid the ring onto her finger.
"As of this moment," he said softly, "we're married."
Delilah stared down at the ring. For a beat, she said nothing. Then her lips curled into a smile…
"Well," she murmured, her voice a little breathless, "who would've thought I'd end up married at my age?"
Her eyes flicked up from the diamond to Kai, catching the way his chest rose and fell, still recovering from the sting of her ointment—or maybe from the kiss.
"In that case…" she leaned in closer, the mischievous gleam returning to her gaze, "let's play mummy and daddy."
Kai blinked. "Huh? Wait, what—"
But his words barely made it past his lips before Delilah gave him a firm shove. He landed on the soft bed with a surprised grunt, the wooden frame creaking beneath him. Before he could sit up, she was already crawling over him—slowly, deliberately—like a huntress savoring her prey.
Her knees bracketed his hips, and her fingers, warm and slightly calloused, trailed lightly over his bare chest. They danced across the faint lines of muscle on his torso. He gasped involuntarily as her fingers touched his nipples.
"Be honest with me," she said in a sultry tone, licking her lips as her eyes flicked up to meet his. "Are you still a virgin, Your Highness?"
Kai's breath hitched. He might have had the title of prince, but in that moment, he felt anything but regal. "No," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "I've… I've not been one since I was fourteen."
She smirked, drawing her face even closer. "Oh shut up. You're gasping like some virgin who's never even seen a woman naked."
"I do have sex," Kai replied quickly, trying to sound confident.
"With who? Those teen bath maids of yours?" Delilah laughed, "Have they ever fucked you outside the bath?"
"No, only when I have bath. They do suck my cock and massage it." Kai said.
"That's all?"
"Is there anything else aside that?"
"That's not what they call sex neph, that's handjob and blowjob. You're still a virgin whose dick hasn't entered a female's vagina." Delilah said, "What do you expect from a bunch of scared virgin girls."
"I'm going to teach you the ultimate way to have sex!" Delilah declared.
"Hoh? How are you going to teach me?"
Delilah smiled seductively as she whispered into his ear, "By fucking your brains out, idiot."
"Huh, really."
"Ha, it's a figure of speech! You don't have to worry about anything, I'm the one in charge, just lay back and enjoy the process."
Usually she used to be the one being fucked, but since Kai was still an amateur who hasn't had real sex, she had decided to be the dominant one, controlling the pace while Kai will be at the receiving end.
Deliah then proceeded to remove Kai's pants and a semi-hard 6-inches cock popped out.
She grabbed it gently before giving it a few jerks, she then smiled seductively before kissing its head. All the while, she did not break eye contact with Kai, who also continually glance at her.
Although she planned on riding him mainly, but she knew a blowjob works wonders if she wants to turn him on fully.
"Ugh…"
Kai's body shuddered when he saw her kissing his dick with her red juicy lips like that. It was unlike anything she's ever seen before.
Delilah continue to lick his shaft before slowly sucking his balls. Seeing his dick lie on top of his aunt's face like that, a weird sense of satisfaction washed over him and his semi-hard dick turned instantly hard.
The scene was just too stimulating!
He then saw his aunt smiling at him, she kissed the head again before gobbling up the whole thing in one go.
"Ahh…!"
Kai moaned in pleasure as jolts of pleasure assaulted his body. The inside of her mouth felt warm and squishy, as she slowly moved her head back and then started sucking.
"Aaaaahhgh…!"
The suction force was too much for Kai to bear and he moaned out loud. His aunt's tongue moved all around his cock as if it was the tastiest thing she ever had.
All this while, Delilah never broke the eye contact, she noticed his reaction when her tongue licked different parts of his dick and quickly figured out all his weak points.
She smiled in satisfaction when she saw him moaning like that, she could feel thick veins bulging out of his dick when she licked it. She moved her head back and forth, increasing and decreasing the pace whenever she wanted.
"Ahh… Aunt! It feels too good!" Kai moaned again, his legs quivering in pleasure. He had long since closed his eyes to feel this otherworldly pleasure to the greatest extent.
Just as he was about to cum, he felt Delilah slowing her face before she stopped.
His brows were furrowed in confusion as he opened his eyes and he saw Delilah smirking at him.
"Are you enjoying it?" She asked playfully.
"Y-yes." Kai replied.
"More than any of your maids have ever done before?" She asked again.
"Yes, of course! Can you continue pleaseee!!"
Delilah just smiled as she see how turned on Kai was, it had motivated her to continue even further. She then engulfed his whole dick in one go, resuming the blowjob.
…
Outside the wooden inn, Cuddlebutton stood with one hand folded neatly behind his back, the other tapping rhythmically against the handle of a wooden cane he picked from the ground.
His ears twitched at the unmistakable sound piercing through the wooden walls; high-pitched, unrestrained moans that echoed all over the place like a cat in heat… no, like a prince in heat.
Cuddlebutton sighed, tilting his head upward as if asking the heavens for patience. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips, though he tried his best to suppress it.
"Oh dear stars," he muttered with a chuckle, "Sire, must you really moan like an infant denied of his milk? Honestly, it's rather unbecoming. I raised you better than this."
Just as he began adjusting his gloves, a soft crunch of gravel caught his attention. He turned, and there she was.
Out of the shadows emerged a woman who looked like she'd stepped straight out of a painter's dream… or a high-budget anime. Tall and willowy, her skin glowed under the moonlight, and her long, toned legs moved with feline grace.
Two sleek swords rested across her back, but even their deadly aura couldn't distract from the way her eyes shimmered with teasing mischief. Her dark hair flowed behind her like a cape, and every step she took seemed perfectly timed to a silent melody.
"Sir," she purred, her voice a velvety harmony that practically massaged his ears, "you look rather tense. Care to unwind somewhere… special? I know a place that's simply divine."
Cuddlebutton blinked. Once. Twice. Then, like a man hypnotized by beauty, or perhaps desperate for a moment of silence from his master's escapades, he nodded slowly.
"Well," he said, straightening his gaze and adopting a practiced charm, "I suppose one little detour couldn't hurt. Lead the way, miss."
And with that, the faithful butler stepped away from the moaning opera behind him and followed the mysterious pretty woman.