I Wasn't Trying to Seduce with the Male Lead - Episode 5
After admiring the masterpiece-like form for a while, Eleanor finally mustered the courage to reach out. Now that she’d started something, she couldn’t just stand there and watch.
As she touched the collar of his shirt, Lian flinched in surprise. His meek, herbivore-like reaction was amusing and helped to ease her tension. With his hands and eyes bound, the control was entirely hers.
‘First…’
Eleanor began to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time. Slowly, Lian’s physique was revealed. It was a flawless body, like a sculptor’s masterpiece. Below his straight collarbones, his well-defined chest was firm. His abs were sharply chiseled, and his skin was as smooth as the finest marble, without a single blemish or freckle. She had never once thought about wanting to touch a man’s body before. Yet, she felt a certain pull now.
Holding her breath to calm her pounding heart, Eleanor carefully poked his body with her fingertip. When her finger touched his chest, Lian gasped in surprise. The way his abs contracted was fascinating. After lingering there for a moment, Eleanor took a chance and moved her finger to a more sensitive area of his chest.
The reaction was much more visceral. Lian bit his red lip and trembled slightly. So men felt it there, too. It was both strange and exciting, and she felt a thrill building inside her.
“Does that feel good?”
Lian didn’t answer. Instead, a light blush spread from his pale skin up to his delicate chin and neck. He seemed embarrassed.
Eleanor chuckled and this time used her whole palm to stroke his body. With each passing moment, Eleanor grew bolder. She realized how good it felt to touch Lian’s body. She loved the feel of his firm skin, the way he reacted, and the sense of sinfulness that came with doing something so wrong. Right now, she was toying with an object of desire for every woman in the empire, as if she were a woman skilled in such games. And he had given his consent.
It was the most thrilling and stimulating bad thing she had ever done. Eleanor parted his clothes to caress his skin, her fingertips tracing the lines of his bones. Every bone in his body was perfectly positioned, like a beautiful specimen. Each time she brushed a sensitive spot and he exhaled or his muscles tensed, a strange sensation stirred within Eleanor. Her body felt a peculiar tightening, her heart raced, and she felt an odd sensation in her lower body. It was an unfamiliar but not unpleasant feeling.
“I can’t untie you.”
“You don’t have to untie me. Just come closer.”
Even with his most beautiful feature, his eyes, covered, Lian’s beauty was still devastating. A warning bell rang in her mind, but Eleanor didn’t want to back away now. A greater thrill would surely bring greater pleasure.
She nervously moved closer to him. Their knees were touching, but she didn’t know what to do next. As she hesitated, Lian made the first move. He tilted his head and leaned it on her shoulder. His face touched her bare neck, exposed after she had removed his scarf. After a moment, he leaned in closer. Just as Eleanor was enjoying the warmth of his body.
“Ah.”
A soft cry escaped Eleanor’s lips.
Lian had turned his head and kissed the side of her neck.
“What are you…”
Eleanor couldn’t finish her protest. After gently pressing his lips against her skin, Lian lightly sucked on the spot. A jolt of electricity, like a shock, ran through her body.
What was this? This was much naughtier than just touching him with her hands. She should have pulled away immediately, but…
“Embrace me.”
When Lian whispered in her ear, she felt as if she were under a spell and couldn’t retreat. Eleanor raised her trembling arms and wrapped them around Lian’s neck. Their bodies came together, and Lian’s kisses rained down on Eleanor’s exposed shoulders, neck, chest, and cheeks.
As their actions continued, the distance between them grew smaller. Before she knew it, she was sitting on Lian’s lap. The proof of his obvious arousal was clear where their bodies met. So he wasn’t impotent after all. Suddenly, memories of how incredibly skilled he was came rushing back. She had to stop before she recalled the moans and embarrassing dialogue of his partner from the novel.
“This… this is enough.”
She tried to speak without making a suggestive sound.
“Has it been proven?”
It was a random thing to say, but it wasn’t entirely foolish. A burning heat was already etched onto the parts of her body that had touched and rubbed against his. She didn’t know what that heat was, but it had the power to make her want to be even closer to him.
Her thoughts turned to stone.
Suddenly, Lian’s right arm wrapped around her waist. His hands, which had been tied behind him, were now free from their bonds. He stretched out his long fingers and leisurely lifted the blindfold that covered his eyes.
“Then I guess I should put what I’ve learned to good use.”
He gave a shockingly seductive smile. Startled, Eleanor tried to pull away, but it was too late. There was no escaping his arm. Lian smoothly pushed her down onto her back.
“Are you scared?”
Lian looked down at Eleanor, gently stroking her cheek. The tables had turned. The positions of master and plaything were reversed. Even trapped in his arms, she didn’t want to lose.
“Of course not.”
After she spoke, Eleanor’s eyes widened. Lian had pressed his lips against hers. He had a firm grip around her waist, so all she could do was accept him. A tidal wave of pleasure, greater than all she had felt so far combined, swept over her.
The first kiss was completely different from what she had imagined. It was tender, ticklish, hot, soft, sweet, and maddeningly sensual. Her entire body pulsed as if her heart had taken over every inch of her. She couldn’t push away Lian, who was roughly tangling and delving into her, and could only gasp for air. After a long time of tasting her lips, he pulled away and rested his head on her neck, a place he had been savoring for a while.
“Ha…”
Lian’s warm breath tickled her chest.
She felt like she was going crazy. The tightly laced corset had never felt so constricting. Lian lifted his face and saw the longing in Eleanor’s eyes. His red lips twisted into a smirk, and he moved his hand to her back. He was toying with the laces of her dress.
What he wanted was obvious.
They were both completely consumed by a desperate passion with nowhere to go. The only thought in Eleanor’s mind was how to release this burning desire.
“In a place like this…”
But she couldn’t do anything more in the study. Eleanor couldn’t finish her sentence, but Lian seemed to understand what she meant.
“Through that door.”
He lifted his head slightly and said,
“Is my room.”
She had never intended to go that far. A warning bell was ringing in her mind, telling her this was a line she shouldn’t cross. However, the beauty and pleasure of Lian right in front of her were much more vivid and compelling.
Eleanor couldn’t refuse and lowered her head, as if to avoid his gaze. Perhaps he saw this as permission, because Lian got up and lifted Eleanor into his arms. The two of them passed through a heavy wooden door with elegant carvings and entered Lian’s room. Lian gently placed Eleanor on the massive bed in the center of the room.
‘To think the day would come when I’d lie in Count Lian’s bed.’
She felt a mix of feelings—was she moved or did she want to run away?
In front of her, Lian took off the shirt he was still half-wearing.
“Until tomorrow morning,”
A low but resonant voice came from between his clenched teeth.
“Anyone who so much as lingers in front of this room will be cut down.”
A sound of hurried, panicked footsteps could be heard from outside the door. Even Eleanor was startled and shrank back from the killing intent emanating from the empire’s best knight. However, his beast-like expression softened once again when he looked at Eleanor.
Lian leaned down and found her lips. As they kissed desperately, he grabbed the laces of Eleanor’s corset. The soft rustle of silk fabric echoed gently in the room.
Swoosh.
The cloud-like fabric fell to the floor below the bed. Under the covers, their skin finally touched. His violet eyes, full of anticipation, looked at her.
‘What if I really develop feelings?’
Eleanor’s heart filled with an anxious thought, but a low voice rang in her ear.
“Eleanor.”
Had I said my name?
The question disappeared as soon as it came. Lian had tasted her lips again. They were already intertwined without a gap. Lian’s body, which had been aroused for some time, was asserting its presence.
All that was left was their union. She could think of nothing else but accepting him. She wrapped her arms around his firm neck. Then, she opened herself and closed her eyes.