I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 20 Part 1

20. As the Ending Credits Roll

Eve looked up at the ceiling absentmindedly. The ceiling of the Emperor’s office was painted green with gold paisley patterns. It wasn’t originally green, but Edward had remembered her offhandedly mentioning she liked the color and immediately ordered renovations, changing the ceiling and wallpaper.

Eve glanced at the man who had the power to order sudden interior renovations within the imperial palace. She could see his neatly slicked-back blond hair, now half undone and falling over his forehead.

Edward, completely n*ked, had just returned from training in the practice yard and was diligently licking the dust off Eve’s boots. As if sensing her gaze, he looked up, meeting her eyes, but apart from a playful grin, he showed no other reaction. He wasn’t allowed to speak.

Suddenly, the man sitting on her lap shifted, his broad shoulders blocking her view. Eve looked away and glanced at Callisto, who was whimpering softly.

“Feeling good?”

Callisto couldn’t answer her question. He nibbled on the pacifier in his mouth and struggled to lift his hips, which had sunk low in exhaustion.

Callisto had initially grimaced and protested when she put the b*by pacifier in his mouth, claiming it was necessary to muffle the sounds and prevent them from being heard outside the office. But now, he was too overwhelmed with pl*asure to even register what was in his mouth, his hips bucking and grinding against the harness as he whimpered.

“Uh, hng! Hng, uh!”

“The b*by seems to be enjoying himself. Look at him, leaking so enthusiastically.” 

Eve could feel the sensation of Callisto’s internal muscles clenching tightly around the solid d*ldo through the neural connection of the magic tool. Callisto, who had been rhythmically moving up and down, his hands gripping her shoulders, was now overwhelmed by the urge to c*m, burying his face in her neck and tightening his embrace.

“Haa… haa…! Ugh, khh… uh, hng!” 

With the pacifier firmly in his mouth, all Eve could hear were his muffled moans and whimpers. She chuckled, reaching out and pinching his erect n*pples. 

“I thought you hated this kind of thing?”

“Huu… ng, uh…!”

“Sucking on n*pples like a baby… You’ll be wanting milk next. Should I put you in diapers, too?”

Instead of responding to her teasing, Callisto simply bucked his hips and whimpered, tears of pl*asure streaming down his face. Feeling his inner thighs trembling, Eve reached down and grasped his engorged c*ck, stroking the sensitive tip.

“Feel like taking a piss? Wanna go pee-pee?”

“Hng, ng, uh, huh! Uh, haa… ahh!”

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he gasped, his mouth opening wide as a high-pitched moan escaped his lips. Just as he was about to cry out, a hand reached out from behind Eve and covered Callisto’s mouth.

His mouth muffled by a large, strong hand, Callisto reached his cl*max, his insides clenching tightly around the sleek toy buried deep within him. Eve felt a surge of warm fl*id against her palm and slowly stroked his pulsating c*ck, helping him expel the remaining s*men.

Only after he had emptied himself into her hand did Callisto collapse, his face buried in her shoulder.

“Come here.”

Eve extended her hand, covered in Callisto’s fl*ids, towards the edge of the armchair she was sitting on.

Edward, who had been kissing her boots, quickly understood her intention and crawled towards her on his knees, stopping in front of the armrest. He leaned in close, his face inches from her hand, and gently kissed her fingertips with both hands wrapped around her wrist.

Eve felt his soft lips and w*t tongue moving from her fingertips to her palm, cleaning away the mess. Suddenly, she tilted her head back, meeting the gaze of the man standing behind her.

Castel, who had been muffling Callisto’s mouth, watched as he slumped against Eve, then withdrew his hand and returned to his usual position, standing at attention behind her, his hands clasped behind his back.

“Was anyone scheduled to visit at this hour?”

“It must be Sir Alberic.” 

“Aha.”

Castel, seemingly aware of the ident*ty of the person approaching the office, answered her calmly.

It was the time of day when the Emperor took a short ?break? from his duties. Edward had given strict orders to allow no one, not even an ant, to enter the office or the reception room during this time, so no one usually visited.

The sound of steady footsteps stopped outside the closed door of the office. Two light knocks followed. 

“Who is it?”

Castel, approaching the door, inquired about the visitor’s ident*ty. As he had expected, Alberic’s voice responded from behind the door. After being granted permission to enter, the door opened, revealing Alberic. 

“These are documents requiring His Majesty’s urgent approval.”

Eve glanced at Alberic, who had arrived with a stack of documents in his arms, then grabbed Callisto’s waist, pulling him up from where he was slumped against her, still lost in the afterglow of his org*sm.

“You should go now. You have work to do.” 

“Hngh… heugh…” 

“Come on, stop acting like a baby.”

Callisto shivered slightly as he felt the heavy d*ldo being pulled out of him. Lubricant and bubbles oozed out from his slick opening, following the movement of the toy.

After catching his breath, Callisto seemed to regain his senses, his face flushing red with embarra$sment. He quickly opened a magic circle, casting a cleansing spell on himself and Eve, then hastily dressed, grabbing his pants and robe from where they were hanging on a rack in the corner of the office. Without another word, he rushed out of the room like a whirlwind.

Eve picked up the pacifier he had left behind and twirled it between her fingers, chuckling.

“Jeez, he’s turning into such a pervert. And he was putting up such a fuss, saying he hated it.”

“…..”

“What is it? What do you want to say?”

“It’s nothing.”

Alberic, who had been staring at Eve with a peculiar expression, quickly averted his gaze at the sharp tone in her voice.

“That’s quite a sight, as always.” 

“Well, it’s just a little break during work hours.”

Even Eve, who understood the context, occasionally found it bizarre to witness the Emperor kneeling n*ked on the office carpet, licking her hand.

Eve waved her hand dismissively at Edward, who was still diligently cleaning her hand with his tongue, signaling that he was free to return to his duties. Only then did Edward, with Castel draping a dark blue silk robe over his shoulders, get up and take his seat at his desk.

As if bothered by his hair falling over his face, he ran a hand through it, pushing it back. With a composed expression, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just occurred, he accepted the documents from Alberic and began reviewing them.

If it weren’t for his half-naked state and the robe loosely dr*ped over his shoulders, it would appear as if he had been diligently attending to his duties all along.

Eve removed the magic tool dildo from between her legs and examined it before tucking it into her subspace pouch. Callisto’s cleansing spell had done its job, rendering further cleaning unnecessary.

After buttoning up her trousers and settling back into the armchair, Eve turned to the man who had been standing silently by the side and called out to him, “Sir, come here. Have a seat.”

Alberic, who had been waiting for Edward’s signature on the documents, glanced in her direction. Eve pulled the large man onto her lap like a child and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, kneading his chest through his uniform.

She squeezed his impressive pectoral muscles, which were visible even beneath his uniform, then cupped them from below, tilting her head curiously.

“Have you lost some muscle ma$s…? Haven’t you been working out after work lately?”

“…I’ve been swamped with paperwork. I’ll resume my training, eut, starting today.” 

“Oh, your n*pples are hard. What should we do? You’re so sensitive. Should we put bandages on them or something? What if they get hard like this while you’re working?”

“Haa… eut… I apologize.” 

“Well, your muscles are still impressive, but remember not to get complacent, okay? I’d be so sad if you lost any muscle mass.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”