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Christina's hand, which had dug into my pants, boldly slipped inside my underwear.
In an instant, my pants came down and my erect member sprang up like a spring.
"...!"
"Before spring arrives, I want the magic refrigerators be delivered to the Eastern Army, is that possible?"
"W-well, it's going to be tight, but… it seems possible."
I answered the words of Marquis Hughes while trying to endure with a calm face which was about to twist at the touch of the hand stroking at my member.
'Hmph!'
I barely suppressed a groan and grasped Christina's hand, which was caressing my glans, with my own.
Then Christina's other hand gently wrapped around my scrotum.
'!'
The playful touch of her hand teasing the pouch made my thighs tense up.
"I'm glad. I was worried about what would happen if it didn't work out, but as expected of the White Tower."
"…Haha, since it's a request from Marquis Hughes, I naturally have to accommodate it."
I tried my best to act nonchalant, making an effort not to be aware of my genitals.
"Ho-ho, then can we first receive 100 units by the end of the year as the initial batch?"
"Well, 100 units or so…"
─Hoo…
I flinched.
As my words trailed off, Marquis Hughes tilted his head.
"Is it indeed impossible?"
"...It's possible."
"Haha, thank you. Here is the document detailing the precise location of the Eastern Army. We'll handle the transport, so just keep this in mind."
"Understood."
I received the document handed over by Marquis Hughes with both hands respectfully.
As I did so, I lowered my gaze, sending a signal to please stop.
Christina's red eyes, looking up at me, beautifully curled. Then she parted her moist lips.
In the moment I gazed at her abruptly opening her mouth with a puzzled heart.
'Huff!'
Christina's mouth engulfed my member.
In the soft hole that enveloped my member like I did with her vulva, my member was shook with meeting with a dizzying suction that drew it in.
"!"
For the first time in my life, my hand, holding the document, tightened with a strange sensation.
"Even if it's not the end of the year, it's fine until early next year, so there's no need to forcefully accept it."
"Oh, no. Really, it's okay."
Her sticky tongue moved, swirling around my shaft which made my member stand so erect that it couldn't get any harder.
Christina, who had been holding my member in her mouth, spat it out and licked the frenulum with her tongue.
Then, she playfully gave a peck on the tip where some fluid was dripping out.
She was sucking on my member as if it were a popsicle.
"…Ooh."
I bit my lip and forced my gaze to remain fixed on the documents.
Maybe I had developed dyslexia; not a single word was entering my mind, but if I didn't do this, it would be hard to endure.
"...Then I will initially send 100 units of magic refrigerators."
"Ha-ha! Thank you. This may be small, but it is my gift."
The item that Marquis Hughes brought was placed on the table.
"They say it's called as 'Red Ginseng'. It's said to be a recovery supplement that came from across the sea. It's good for your health, so please take it."
"You didn't have to give me something like this... but I will gratefully accept it."
I focused on the conversation with Marquis Hughes and tried to detach my consciousness from my groin.
Then, the dizzying pleasure became bearable.
"If you have nothing more to say... Huh!"
In an instant, a chilling wave of pleasure surged along my spine, causing me to let out a groan unexpectedly.
"Wizard Yuri?"
"Ah, no, uh!"
As the overwhelming pleasure struck me, my back naturally bent.
'Damn!'
Christina's mouth, holding my member, moved slowly back and forth.
Was it a mischievous intention to see if I could endure this too since I was holding out so well?
"What's wrong?!"
"…I drank too much the night before, so my stomach doesn't feel right."
─Ahem.
Christina, who had my member in her mouth, looked up at me with her eyes slightly squinted.
The sensation of her tongue rolling around my member caused my waist to jolt, but it wasn't as dizzying as when she pistoned my shaft.
She was gradually increasing the speed of her teasing since Marquis Hughes wasn't picking up on it at all.
When she sensed she might get caught, she would lower the intensity for a moment, and when things felt okay, she would raise it again.
So thrillingly, right before getting caught, she was enjoying the situation at hand.
The sight of her, with a noble face and my member in her mouth, smiling at me was horrifyingly stimulating.
"Hmm, I heard you drank with His Majesty all night the other day; I suppose that's why."
"Yes, I apologize, but the conversation... Uh!"
As I tried to finish my sentence, Christina took me my member deeper as if she was protesting.
With her quicker movements than before, I couldn't continue speaking, holding back the pleasure.
If I opened my mouth, I felt a groan would come out immediately.
"By the way, the tablecloth seems to be shaking since earlier; is there something below?"
"!"
As Marquis Hughes looked at the tablecloth with a puzzled expression, I was startled and spoke quickly.
"I-I'm just shaking my legs."
"Huh, your legs?"
"…Yes, I have a habit of shaking my legs, and it's hard fix it."
When Christina paused her movements, I replied in a calm voice.
"Ha-ha, so, Wizard Yuri also has a cute little habit."
"…I'm sorry. I need to correct it."
Luckily, my excuse seemed to work as Marquis Hughes did not lift the tablecloth.
I let out a sigh of relief.
Perhaps having passed the crisis, my member, which had been hard, shrank.
Just as I was about to relax, another wave of pleasure hit me from below.
'Huh!'
Christina started nodding her head while holding my member in her mouth.
This time, the tablecloth shook again, but perhaps thinking it was just me shaking my leg, Marquis Hughes didn't show any particular signs of doubt.
Christina, who had become even bolder, didn't even try to stop nodding her head anymore.
─Churup, churup.
The bold sound of sucking my member echoed in my ears.
The Second Princess, who is said to be the haughtiest in the Empire.
The commander-in-chief of the South, known as the Flower of the Battlefield.
Revealing my pure, unclothed body, I am moving my head while holding my genitals.
─Churup, churup.
The previously retracted penis stood erect as if it had never shrunk.
"Hmm, since you say you're unwell, let me ask just one last thing before we wrap this up."
"Y-yes, of course."
As I responded, hunched over by the overwhelming pleasure, Marquis Hughes pointed to a part of the document.
"As you can see, but isn't the air fryer relies on Pyrostones?"
"Y-yes, that's correct."
I couldn't see anything at all.
─Churup, chururup.
In my eyes, all I could see was the golden-haired head of the Second Princess sucking my genitals below.
"But there's a limit to the amount of Pyrostones available, so supplying it to the entire army is practically impossible. Therefore, even if the performance may drop, I want to utilize the lowest grade magic stone. What do you think?"
"I t-think that's a good idea."
─Chueup, churueup.
"Oh, it seems it might be possible."
"Ah, yes, if the unit price can be matched..."
"I've given that some thought. I'm sorry to keep you here so long since you don't seem well."
As the conversation showed signs of concluding, Christina's nodding became much quicker than before.
Her grip on the table tightened.
"By the way, do you know where Her Highness the Second Princess is?"
Marquis Hughes, who was about to get up, asked as if he had just recalled.
"I came to see Her Highness the Second Princess due to the issue regarding with the military council, but I can't seem to find her."
"I-I don't know where she might have been."
─Peurueup, churup.
The Second Princess was currently sucking my member diligently, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.
Even if I wanted to speak, I had no leisure to say it. I felt like my eyes would roll back before I could finish speaking.
"Hah."
The approaching sensation blurred my vision.
Now it was truly my limit.
Christina's nods had crossed the line.
In my haste, I lowered my gaze.
And.
"!"
The moment I met the crimson eyes looking up at me with a playful smile.
────────!
I couldn't hold back, and my seed burst out.
To the noble and haughty princess. Into the mouth of the Southern Commander, known as the Flower of the Battlefield...
"!"
Christina's face, who was taken aback in surprise, was repeatedly receiving my seed like a malfunctioning hose.
On her haughty eyes, on the noble nose, on the red lips, was covered with my seed.
My seed that flowed along the sharp jawline pooled into the Second Princess's cleavage like milk.
The strong scent of a man stings the nose.
Christina wiped her cheek with vacant, wide-open eyes. A white liquid oozed out profusely.
"Then I'll be on my way, take care of yourself."
"Yes, please take care."
As the sound of the door closing followed the departure of the Marquis Hughes, Christina crawled out from under the table.
And I stood there, staring blankly at her.
"How dare you tarnish this princess's face with your seed, do you want to be punished?"
A dazzling naked body revealed under the sun.
My seed dripped down her straight nose, sharp jawline, and ample cleavage.
And then juices oozed from Christina's wet, soaked genitals which then trickled down her legs.
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