I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 92

The fingers scraping the inside of my cheek withdrew. Panting heavily, I leaned my forehead against Lucius’s shoulder.

An “Anomalous Sensation” event had occurred, and logout had been disabled. While I hadn’t been able to log out for a long time, the fact that this event made logout impossible carried significant implications.

Had Lucius realized something? Or did the seal he just engraved restrict logout?

As I tried to calm my heated body and assess the situation, Lucius gently pushed me back against the chair, scattering my thoughts. He leaned forward to meet my eyes and then kissed the cheek where he had engraved the seal. His lips, which had lightly brushed against my cheek, quickly pulled away, and Lucius proceeded to remove my clothes.

The cold air hitting my skin made me shudder as my shoulders trembled in response to the exposure. Seeing my erect nipples, Lucius’s lips curled into a languid smile.

“I was trying to think about what I just saw, but seeing this, I can’t think of anything at all,” Lucius murmured with a satisfied smile.

Slowly tracing his fingers around the soft curves of my chest, he commented regretfully, “Because of the bandage, I can’t feel the texture properly.”

“O-Orias is watching! Please, not here…”

Even in my flustered state, I played my role diligently. Yes, the priority now was to make Lucius forget what he had just seen.

The names of the characters I had captured appeared encrypted, but if Lucius had read the phrase “Character Affection Levels,” that could be problematic. He would undoubtedly start questioning the meaning of “Character Affection” and deduce the truth quickly.

Having spent enough time with Lucius, I knew that, while he might seem passive, he was astute. If it had been Dion, I wouldn’t have worried about this. Why did it have to be Lucius who saw it…?

Given the incident with ‘Guide for Smooth Gameplay’ being revealed previously, I should have been more careful. Letting out a short sigh, I looked at Lucius with a pitiful expression and pleaded, “Please, not in front of Orias…”

There was no point in lamenting over what had already happened. Though I wanted to smack the back of Lucius’s head to erase his memory, the only thing I could do now was distract him.

“Orias, Orias. You keep calling his name incessantly.”

Lucius spoke with an irritated expression. At least my attempt to agitate him had paid off.

“If the Pope truly valued you, he wouldn’t have sent you to the Imperial Palace.”

“Ah, no! Orias… he… ah!”

I had deliberately mentioned Orias’s name, knowing Lucius detested hearing it. My actions stemmed from the thought that, just as Orias was obsessed with hearing his name during intimate moments, Lucius must equally loathe it.

Fortunately, my assumption was correct. Lucius, visibly angry, grabbed my chest with a rough grip. The forceful touch sent a wave of pain mixed with pleasure, and I let out a moan, reaching toward Orias, who was visible beyond the magic orb.

“Orias…”

My fingers brushed against the slick surface of the magic orb. Orias, too, extended his hand with a tender expression. Just as our fingertips were about to touch, Lucius roughly snatched my hand away.

“Look at me.”

I bit my lip and avoided his gaze. Lucius muttered a low curse as he held both my hands beneath my chest, preventing me from moving them. Confirming my hands were immobilized, Lucius roughly pulled off my clothes.

Tossing them under the chair so I couldn’t reach them, he spoke in a passionate tone, “The fact that the Pope is watching will completely slip your mind.”

Yes, Lucius. That’s the mindset I need from you. I’ll try to help you forget the system window you just saw.

Writhing before Lucius, I resolved myself.

***

Despite his confident words, Lucius frowned at the state of his hand. Realizing it would be difficult to continue caressing with his reddened and injured hand, he grabbed the underside of my thighs with both hands and lifted me onto the chair.

Positioning my legs over the armrests to keep them from moving, Lucius lowered his head between my legs. The sensation of his lips brushing against my inner thigh and moving closer to my core was excessively obscene.

—”Haniel.”

“Ah, O-Orias…”

Of course, the most obscene sight right now must be my own appearance.

Hearing Orias’s voice from the magic orb, Lucius bit down hard on the inside of my thigh.

“Ah!”

Startled by the sudden pain, I tried to move my leg, but Lucius tightened his grip. Glancing down from the magic orb at the spot Lucius had bitten, I saw a reddened mark. Though it wasn’t bleeding, the mark was distinct.

“That’s not the name you should be calling right now.”

Lucius, whose lips pressed deeply against the mark he had left, spoke coldly.

Unfortunately for Lucius, I fully intended to keep calling Orias’s name throughout this encounter. My goal was to provoke him as much as possible and divert his attention from the system window he had seen.

Avoiding Lucius’s icy gaze as he looked up from below, I squeezed my eyes shut. A heated sensation pressed against my sensitive nub.

“Ah, hng…”

The sensation of his tongue pressing and rubbing against my sensitive nub made my toes curl. The blunt tip of his tongue parted the soft flesh covering it and began stroking the exposed spot with precision. Each time Lucius’s tongue moved against me, tension built in my toes, threatening to cramp my soles.

“Hngh, ugh!”

The overwhelming pleasure I felt left me unable to care about Orias watching from the front. A wet, slick sound arose from my now moist nether regions. Lucius’s tongue, which had been teasing my sensitive nub, slid downward, prodding at my tightly closed entrance.

“No, ah, stop, stop…!”

My stomach tensed tightly. One of Lucius’s hands, which had been gripping my thigh, moved lower. Gently prying open the entrance with his fingers, he thrust his tongue inside without hesitation.

“Hngh, ah…”

As he licked at the inner walls, causing juices to well up and spill out, his tongue returned to press firmly against my sensitive nub once more.

“Ahhn!”

I let out a near-scream, the sensation utterly unfamiliar. What was that just now?

The moment Lucius stimulated my nub, an entirely foreign sensation coursed through me. It was so intense that the hair on my body stood on end, like a strange electric current surging through me.

“Ahh! What, what is this, ugh!”

“It seems to be caused by magic. But there’s no need to stop.”

“No, stop! Th-this is, ngh!”

“You seem to be enjoying it, though.”

Lucius watched my reactions carefully and pressed his tongue firmly against the nub once more, prolonging the sensation this time.

Ah, this is just…!

Could this really be due to magic? It felt as though an electric current was running through my entire body. Every time he stimulated my sensitive spot, the sensation spread throughout my body like a wave, completely overwhelming me.

“Hngh…!”

I had found it strange when he touched my waist before, but this was on a completely different level. My nub felt as though every nerve in my body was concentrated there, and each press caused my hips to buck violently.

“No, stop! Th-this is too much…!”

The overstimulation made my thighs tremble as I shouted. The pleasure was too intense—far beyond what I could handle.

Tears pricked my eyes as I grabbed Lucius’s hair.

“Lucius, please, stop, please… this is too much, too strange.”

As I stammered through sobs, Lucius’s expression softened. Licking his lips, now slick with my fluids, he slowly straightened his body.

“Was it too overwhelming?”

“Yes, yes, it was too strange.”

Lucius, now upright, gently brushed away the tears gathered at the corners of my eyes and tilted his head slightly. Stroking my face softly, he turned his gaze to Orias, who was still watching us.

Placing a hand on my heaving chest, Lucius rested his face against my neck and murmured, “His expression is quite entertaining.”

—”How dare you force yourself on the Saintess…”

“Hmm…”

“Ah, ngh…!”

Hearing Orias’s voice, filled with anger, Lucius let out a dismissive hum. The hand resting on my chest gripped firmly, and the electric sensation from earlier returned as he pinched my nipple.

Stop, I said stop…

“P-please, stop…”

As I moaned, tilting my head back, Lucius’s voice reached my ear.

“Should I stop this?”

“Yes, yes, ugh.”

Lucius spoke in a gentle and tender tone, but his actions contradicted his words as he pinched my nipple firmly. The fingers rubbing the stiffened nub continued to emanate a faint magical current.

Please, just stop this.

The pleasure was so intense that I felt as though my mind was going blank. Clinging to Lucius’s hands as he whispered softly while manipulating his magic, I let out a pleading moan.

“What should I do? Shouldn’t there be a price for stopping?”

“Why does stopping require a price—nngh!”

“Hmm?”

“Y-yes.”

As I tried to argue against his nonsensical words, Lucius squeezed my chest firmly, making me nod frantically in response.

As long as it wasn’t related to the system, I could accept anything.

Seeing me nod mindlessly, Lucius chuckled quietly, his laughter audible only to me. He removed his hand from my chest and took my hand in his. As soon as his hand left my chest, I felt a sense of relief.

Ah, thank goodness.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I placed my hand trustingly in Lucius’s. Surely, anything would be better than the sensations I had just experienced.

“As long as it’s not forced, right? Now, Saintess.”

Lucius spoke as he held my hand, turning to look at Orias beyond the magic orb.

“Move your hand.”

Guided by Lucius, my hand was brought to my sensitive nub. His hand intertwined with mine, positioning my fingers to press and rub against it. The lewd, wet sound echoed loudly in my ears.

Holding my breath, I turned to look at Lucius. Noticing my gaze, he turned his head slightly to place a brief kiss on my forehead before speaking firmly.

“Move it. Or else, I’ll do it again.”

“Ah!”

When I didn’t move my hand, Lucius used his fingers to press against my nub. The lightning-like sensation surged through my entire body instantly.

My body trembled violently at the slightest movement of his fingers, and I alternated glances between Orias and Lucius before biting my lip.

To think they were making me perform such an act.

What a pair of absolute perverts…

“Do you need my help, Saintess?”

“N-no. I-I can do it myself.”

Shaking my head to refuse Lucius’s offer, I turned to Orias and began moving my hand steadily.