Beneath the Surviving Princess's Joyful Facade - Chapter 34

“As I mentioned, the actions I performed naturally lead to such bodily fluids.”

Despite knowing this, hadn’t expected to get this wet. Eirik struggled to gather his scattered thoughts.

He reached between her thighs again to confirm. Miesa, panicked, tried to close her legs, but his fingers easily slipped through, grazing her vulva.

“It seems you enjoyed this more than I thought.”

His fingers slowly glided over her labia, now drenched in arousal. As his fingers brushed against her clitoris, her body flinched. When Miesa tried to push him away, Eirik gently grasped her wrists and continued to rub her sensitive spot.

“Ah… uh…”

Miesa whimpered, her face flushed, her body writhing under his touch. Her erect nipples swayed with her movements. Seeing this, Eirik began to rub her clit between his fingers. The slick sound of their movements filled the air.

Miesa suddenly arched her back, gasping for breath. “Ha… ha… ah…”

She emitted sounds that were neither breaths nor moans. Eirik, sensing something, moved his fingers deeper, discovering that her entrance was dripping with arousal, soaking the bed sheets.

“I only intended to prepare today,” he murmured. He still thought it wasn’t the right time; both of them were too aroused to control themselves.

“Let’s try spreading your legs a bit,” Eirik suggested.

Seeing her hesitation, he helped her, gently positioning her legs to reveal the flushed inner flesh.

“Is this uncomfortable?”

Miesa’s gaze darted around before settling on his face. She shook her head, and Eirik, reassured, observed between her legs.

The slick arousal coating her vulva was intensely erotic, but what grounded him was the sight of her small, tight entrance. Could he even fit there?

“Shh. If it hurts too much, let me know,” he said gently.

When he inserted his fingertip into her entrance, Miesa winced and let out a small moan. The untouched flesh was sensitive, making even the slightest stimulus painful.

“It might be difficult,” he admitted, withdrawing his hand.

“No, it’s okay,” Miesa said urgently, shaking her head.

“Really?”

“Yes, it’s really okay,” she insisted, clinging to him.

Though it hurt somewhere she couldn’t pinpoint, she had a high pain threshold. She had never lost consciousness no matter how much she was hit.

Their eyes met. Eirik sighed deeply, as if resigning himself to something, and asked, “Whatever I do next, you mustn’t be too surprised. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“You can’t say no. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

He immediately lowered his head between her legs. Miesa instantly regretted her answer.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

The sensation of something warm and wet licking up the center of her legs made her jolt upright.

“Eirik, wait, wait a moment.”

Hearing her panicked voice, he lifted his head.

“You agreed not to say—”

“You need to know something. The female body is different from the male’s,” Miesa hurriedly interjected. Eirik was acting strangely, unaware of a critical fact.

“Women… we relieve ourselves here,” she explained urgently.

“Yes?” he asked, a puzzled expression on his face.

“So, it’s not really clean there,” she tried to stop him. But instead of going to rinse his mouth, he lowered his head and covered his face with both hands.

Watching his shoulders shake, she reached out, only to see him lift his head, a broad smile on his face. “You are so considerate,” he said, then buried his face between her legs again.

Before she could say anything, his tongue found a sensitive spot, and a finger slipped inside.

“Huh…”

The unfamiliar sensation was unsettling, but his gentle licks heightened her arousal. She found herself caught between discomfort and unexpected pleasure.

Suddenly, she felt something soft and warm pushing inside her. She was overwhelmed by a growing need to urinate.

“Wait, wait,” she called out.

He lifted his head, his lips glistening. She instinctively tensed her lower body.

“Yes?”

“That’s… my female part, right?”

Her urgency increased as he didn’t respond immediately.

“You’re going to put your male part in there eventually, right?” she asked, trying to rationalize the strange sensations she was experiencing.

He sighed, trying to explain. “It’s preparation. My part is larger than my fingers, so I’m stretching you to make it easier.”

“How big? Show me.”

“You want to see it?” He hesitated, unsure if she could handle the sight.

His penis, now swollen to its limit, was not a good look at all. But Miesa was desperate. She couldn’t understand why this bizarre preparation was necessary.

“I showed you mine. Let me see it first.”

“Alright,” he conceded, untying his pants slowly.

However, the inside of his pants didn’t look so good. After a moment’s hesitation, Eirik began to explain, “At this point, my body has been aroused, so my part is larger and darker than usual.”

“Okay.”

“And I, too, have released some fluid.”

“Got it. Now show me.”

“My part isn’t as visually pleasing as your womanhood. Be prepared.”

He met Miesa’s eyes and slowly lowered his pants. Her reaction was immediate and intense. Her eyes widened even further, and her mouth dropped open.

“It might look somewhat grotesque…”

“I, I… I mean…”

Her fear went beyond surprise. She stammered, backing away.

“I agreed to consummate the marriage, not to die.”

“Miesa, the initial entry will not be easy, but it won’t endanger your life.”

She didn’t seem convinced. Her fearful expression persisted.

“A stake.”

Eirik’s brow narrows at the nonsensical word that escaped Miesa’s mouth. “What?”

“I saw someone impaled on a stake once.”

“Wait, Miesa.”

“And it’s thicker than a stake.”

“Hold on, Miesa.”

He raised his hand, trying to calm her.

“I just inserted two fingers inside you.”

“That’s different.”

“And my tongue. Remember, a woman’s body is designed to give birth, so you won’t die if something this size gets in there.”

Finally, she seemed to calm down slightly. He adjusted his pants and said, “I’m going to try up to three fingers today, but I’m a little overwhelmed right now.”

He’d been aroused for too long. Eirik sighed and got out of bed. “I’ll be back in a minute to clean up, and you can lie down and rest.”

And then he headed to the bathroom. No matter what, he couldn’t relieve himself in front of her.

Inside the bathroom, Eirik closed the door and bit his lip as he grasped his erection. Already leaking pre-cum, it took only a few strokes for him to feel the impending release. Grabbing a towel, he covered the tip and let go.

After dealing with the mess, Eirik returned to the bedroom. He was concerned about how shocked Miesa might have been and pondered how to comfort her. His thoughts were interrupted by the sight on the bed, causing him to stop in his tracks.

“What are you doing…?”

“I stretched it to two fingers. I was worried it might close up again, so I was keeping it open.”

Eirik felt dizzy at the sight of her, holding herself open with her fingers. He could feel his penis getting hard again, despite having just relieved himself.

“Just… stay like that.”

Trying to maintain his composure, Eirik climbed onto the bed. Fortunately, he still had enough presence of mind to explain the next steps before continuing.

“Slowly move your fingers in and out. Keep repeating that.”

While Eirik sucked and licked her nipples, the wet sounds of her movements continued. He fought to stay focused, applying care to his actions as he stimulated her body.

After what felt like an eternity, Eirik began to wonder if he needed another trip to the bathroom. Miesa, panting, asked him a question.

“Eirik, what if…”

“What?”

“What if I need to pee?”

“It’s not urine that comes out during this. It’s okay to let it go.”

Even if she did urinate, Eirik felt it wouldn’t bother him in the slightest. However, he refrained from saying this to avoid misunderstanding.

Once again, the quiet bedroom was filled only with the wet sounds of their movements. Suddenly, Miesa’s thrusting quickened.

“Ah…!”

Instinctively trying to relieve the heat, Eirik sucked hard on the nipple he was biting and twisted the other a little harder.

“Ah, ah…!”

As she continued to stimulate herself faster, her body shook and then went limp. At the evidence of her climax, Eirik pulled her into a hug and soothed her.

“You did well.”

Miesa, still catching her breath, looked confused and dazed. Eirik, holding her, reached down and gently inserted his fingers into her pussy, one by one.

“Ah, mm!”

“Now it’s two fingers, soon it will be three.”

“Ah, ah…!”

She wasn’t paying attention to his words, only clinging to him and whimpering as she rubbed her face against his shoulder.

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