I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 17 Part 2

Catfight (2)

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Due to the railing that was lowered below the upper body, it was certain that the area below the waist would not be visible from the opposite side. However, a slight fear lingered in the man’s mouth, as he wondered if someone might catch a glimpse of his exposed g*nitals, which were freed from his pants and pressed against his stomach. 

Eve wrapped one arm tightly around William’s back and leisurely stroked the erect p*nis that protruded between the man’s legs with her other hand. 

In the darkness, it might appear as if they were just lovers embracing each other excessively and whispering sweet nothings. But if one were to observe carefully, they might notice something strange. 

Despite feeling dizzy from the pleasure, William simply surrendered himself to the pleasure that Eve was giving him.

The delicate threads of the lace, with their rough texture, teased the sensitive tip of the erect p*nis, causing it to turn red. With each forceful stroke of the lace-covered fingers, an uncontrollable moan escaped the man’s lips.

“Ha, ah….” 

When the pleasure became unbearable, William reached his hand towards the thin veil that covered Eve’s face. Without hesitation, Eve willingly lifted her head to receive the man’s lips that descended upon her face. 

William swallowed the moans that were about to burst out, along with the saliva that he didn’t know belonged to whom. Their tongues intertwined in each other’s mouths for a while, exploring each other’s breaths, before separating with a sticky sound. 

With the hand that wasn’t holding the p*nis, Eve gently touched the flushed area around the man’s eyes and cheeks. The dim theater was illuminated only by spotlights that shone on the stage. The faint light cast shadows on the man’s sharp nose, long and thick eyelashes, and the moist eyes that created a melancholic atmosphere.

William, who had been accumulating s*xual tension as Eve’s fingers repeatedly blocked his release just before cl*max, looked at her with tear-filled eyes, as if pleading for permission. 

Eve, seeing William’s face contorted with pleasure, drew a long line on her lips and then used her thumb to wipe away the saliva that had moistened the man’s lips. His lips were tinged with a redness as if they had stolen a taste of Eve’s charm. 

“It feels like… I’m going to… die…”

His voice, filled with excitement and desire, tickled her ears. The man, barely holding back his cl*max, let out a trembling sigh and embraced Eve, pressing his lips against her earlobe, jawline, and cheeks. He whispered against her skin. 

“Are you having a hard time?” 

“A little. But… eut, I like it.” 

As if speaking to himself, he whispered “I like it” in succession, and Eve smiled with satisfaction. 

“Don’t dirty your clothes when you’re dressed so nicely.”

“Heuk, ngh, eugh… Ah…” 

“Staring so intensely.” 

“Keuk, eugh, heut.” 

Although she omitted the subject, William understood who Eve was referring to and swallowed his laughter. Even without looking, he could imagine his face, as if flames were about to flicker. 

In an instant, Eve’s hand, still blocking his release, gently traced the shape of the gl*ns. The man, biting his tongue to suppress the scream that wanted to burst out, forcibly swallowed it and tightened his grip on Eve’s waist, pulling her closer. 

“It’s about to come down slowly. I’ll take care of it during the next intermission.” 

“Noona, ah…” 

“Address me properly.” 

The man bit his lip and buried his head in Eve’s shoulder. The lace, dampened by the oozing s*men, clung to the entire pillar, teasing it. The slow movements were so torturous that it felt like he was going to die.

William unknowingly continued to tighten his grip on Eve’s waist, and each time he did, Eve forcefully held onto the pillar, causing pain instead of pleasure for the man. But even the pain seemed to turn into pleasure, as William became more excited and eagerly moved his hips. 

“Please, heuk, heuu, please…” 

“Just hold on a little longer. Keep your voice down.” 

Ignoring her own words to hold back, she forcefully grabbed his p*nis and teased them as if she wanted him to cl*max right away.

On the stage, the actors were singing and arguing fiercely, their voices piercing the ears like dissonant chords. The accompaniment of the orchestra, with its fast-paced tempo and breathless rhythm, rose up to the high ceiling of the theater. As the tension reached its peak, the tempo increased and the movement of the bow cutting across the strings of the instruments intensified, following the monotonous tones sung by the female lead. 

At the peak of the conflict, the soprano’s scream rang out, and with it, the man’s heavily suppressed sigh burst out. 

Eve looked down at the traces of the s*men that had been released in her hand and gently kissed the man’s forehead, as he leaned against her, still trembling from the aftermath of his cl*max. 

The silence did not last long, as the applause of the audience filled the theater. The spotlight that had illuminated the stage gradually dimmed, and the surroundings were engulfed in heavy darkness. Seizing the opportunity, Eve quickly took off her gloves and took out a handkerchief from the hidden pocket in her dress, wiping her sweaty hands. 

Soon, the curtain fell and the lights on the ceiling began to emit a soft, dim light. In no time, the two of them straightened their clothes and acted as if nothing had happened. 

From the lower level, the murmurs of the audience sitting in the regular seats, sharing their thoughts on the performance, could be heard, but overall, it was very calm and quiet. Eve tightly wrapped the soiled gloves and the handkerchief she had used to wipe her hands in an empty leather pocket and tightly closed the opening.

William took it from her and pulled out a pair of black silk gloves from his pocket, smoothly slipping them onto Eve’s hands. It seemed as if they had already coordinated their actions, as it appeared natural. 

“Ah, I want to wash my hands.” 

“I’m sorry. Should I fetch some water for you?”

The two whispered to each other, but suddenly felt a sense of unease and looked around. Just moments ago, when they had taken their seats, the nearby box seats were all occupied. However, now that the first act had ended and the intermission had begun, they looked around again and found that all the box seats were empty.

“Haha. Looks like we’ve caused quite a commotion.”

“What? Did he chase everyone away from the upper levels? Isn’t that guy completely insane?” 

Eve stood up from her seat as if she couldn’t believe it and walked towards the railing, scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, they heard a slightly noisy sound coming from outside their seats. 

The person guarding the entrance seemed unable to stop the disturbance, and the protagonist of the commotion stepped onto the red carpet and abruptly entered their seats. 

“I didn’t expect to see you here, Uncle.” 

“…Your Highness. What brings you here without any notice?” 

“We made eye contact, so it is only proper to greet each other, is it not?” 

“To barge in like this and call it a greeting. How impolite of you.” 

Edward, who laughed nervously, ignored William’s blunt words and turned his gaze towards Eve. 

“It’s been a while, my lady.” 

“Have you been well during our separation?” 

“I sent an invitation, but did you not receive it?” 

“Of course, I received it, but as you can see, I had prior engagements.” 

After saying that, Eve confidently moved closer to William’s side. William, in sync with Eve’s movements, reached out his hand towards her and lightly held her fingertips, gently kissing the back of her hand. 

“Even if I wanted to send a letter declining the invitation, you wouldn’t accept any correspondence sent to the palace.”

Eve gracefully accepted the kiss, returning it with a light-hearted smile. She managed to suppress the urge to raise her eyebrows when she noticed Edward’s eyebrows twitching as he smiled at her. 

William, who had been wearing a face that seemed like honey would drip when looking at Eve, now had a cold expression on his face — an expression she had seen in the game, and she inwardly applauded the man.

“Please leave. As you can see, we are enjoying our private time.” 

“Haha.” 

“If you like this seat so much, we can leave.” 

“There’s no need for that.” 

Edward stared piercingly at the young Grand Duke’s hand that was still holding onto Eve’s hand. He then smiled coldly and spoke to Eve.

“Lady Evelyn, if you follow me now, I will give you the answer to what you’re curious about.” 

“…Do you know what I’m curious about?” 

Edward didn’t answer. Eve silently looked at the man who was smiling mysteriously. With a light click of her tongue, Eve turned her head. 

William, quick to catch Eve’s intention of looking towards him, played the role of a suitable ?Grand Duke? and asked her. 

“…Are you going?” 

“I’m sorry. Thank you for your help.” 

“You need not mention it. It is my pleasure.” 

As Eve lightly kissed his forehead and the bridge of his nose, William raised his hand and gently held the side of Eve’s cheek, following her lips as they moved away, lightly biting her lower lip. 

“Until next time.” 

William couldn’t hide his disappointment, but in the end, he smiled and cleanly walked away. Edward, who had been silently watching the scene, reached out his hand towards Eve as she approached him, as if offering his arm to escort her. 

Eve erased the smiling expression from her face and placed her hand lightly on Edward’s right arm with a solemn expression.