When the Villains Unite - Chapter 17; Part 2 (R-19)

It didn’t seem like they were going to get into a fight any time soon but every now and then, Bellamy would give Damian a look that said he wanted to kill him, and Damian would look at Bellamy the same.

They used to be the ideal version of brothers, but now they felt like ordinary brothers, competing for a cake in front of them.

I thought that maybe someday their relationship would be amicable again and decided to think about how to improve it.

Damian’s body had recovered a significant amount in less than a week.

After being surprised that a human body can recover so quickly without Bellamy’s magic, he began to make amends to me in strange ways. For example…

“Hmph… Yes…! Dami, why are you… Ahhhh!”

I remember yesterday, after we had talked a lot, I peacefully fell asleep in his arms.

But why was Damian, who had been lying side by side with me since morning, pulling my thin indoor dress off from under the covers?

I wanted to make up an excuse, saying it was just a sleepover, but he was already caressing my intimate parts with his wet, hot tongue.

What’s more, this wasn’t a one-time thing. This must have been the fourth time.

When I would wake up and look at him in disbelief, he would eagerly suck there with the expression of a child who had done nothing wrong.

“Hmph… Why, since morning… Ah!”

“… Because I did a lot wrong?”

“Don’t do that there!”

The breath he exhaled as he spoke went directly to my p*ssy, making my hairs stand on end and my toes tingle as his tongue relentlessly lapped at my cl*t.

I grabbed the comforter next to me, and he glanced over at me and grabbed both of my hands, running them through his hair.

What? Did he want me to tear out his hair?

A wave of sudden pleasure washed over me instead of embarrassment. I didn’t want Damian’s head to be empty, so my hand on his head remained still, leaving only a dull throbbing pleasure.

I could feel his hot breath on my c*nt, making my entire body feel even hotter. The obscene sound of the water was caused by Damian’s mouth, and even without looking down, I could feel my juices pooling.

Every time I did, Damian lecherously smirked, locked eyes with me, and lazily flicked his tongue across my v*lva.

“Hmph!”

“Hah…”

I flinched as his breath touched my intimate place, making my legs clench. Naturally, the movement was blocked by Damian.

He licked at my thigh, rubbing my cl*t with his calloused hand from years of sword training that was now covered in my juices and his saliva.

“Mmmmm… That’s enough…”

“It’s still a long way off, sis.”

He must have eaten something wrong.

It wasn’t hard to see what he meant by a long way off.

It had been a week since he’d snuck under the covers early in the morning and cautiously caressed me.

The number of times I’ve cl*maxed has increased. I’d cl*maxed once earlier, so was I up to two? No, it was day four, so there could have been three more.

Why the hell is he so desperate to caress me?

I was even more frustrated that he had no intention of relieving his need for me. His d*ck was already standing erect, straining against his baggy pajama pants, but he was giving me all his attention.

What was he really doing? Had he decided to be celibate or something?

“Ahh! Dami, hands, hands! So fast…!”

“Hmmm….?”

“Hmph, a little, no, slower… Ahhh!”

He ignored my moans to move slower and began rubbing my p*ssy at a faster pace than before.

His hand, which had been moving to scoop up my juices, began to concentrate on my cl*t.

As his movement became faster and faster, I threw my head back and my hips began to rise as though I was about to c*m.

When he finally swept his hands down my cl*t once more, my hips frantically bounced, br*asts rubbing against my pajama slip.

When my hand went limp, Damian grabbed it.

“Hey…”

His lips pressed against my palm, and my body heated up again.

My one complaint about Damian’s behavior was that he didn’t want to go any further after this. Sure, I was fondled to the point of exhaustion, but I was used to taking things to the end, and I feared Damian would become burned out.

I don’t need his consideration when we’ve discussed it. Plus, Damian is healthier! I looked at him, quietly burying his lips in my palm, eyes clouded with excitement, and straightened up, pulling him by the collar and kissing him.

“Hmph…”

Damian’s eyes widened and he looked slightly surprised, but he pushed me away as I tried to slip my tongue into his red lips. With a light “tsk,” he briefly kissed me before pulling away.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Huh? I slept well, but more like…”

“It’s time for breakfast, sis. Do you want me to bring you something to eat?”

“No, that’s not necessary… Let’s just finish what we were doing…”

“Then go wash up, I’ll be right back.”

Before I could finish my sentence, Damian was out of the room.

What is he doing to me now? There’s a very good chance he’s being careful every morning because he feels bad about hurting me the other day.

Even though, as far as wounds go, Bellamy had already cast a healing spell on me.

He caresses me, but doesn’t actually want me…

It’s so easy to read into his behavior. I can’t believe I thought that the Damian of two weeks ago was strange.

I had a strong feeling that this could not be solved with time.

After breakfast, I went to Bellamy’s office in the afternoon.

The Empire would greatly suffer if the Duke of Orca, officially on probation but the nation’s treasure, were to be unavailable to handle state affairs.

Still, it would be just as damaging to the imperial Court if he were to work from home, especially when the brothers were not getting along.

Kane’s message to come to the decision in two months seems to have gotten through.

I knew from past experience that my presence would be a distraction.

Nevertheless, I sought him out to make a suggestion.

If nothing else had happened, we would enjoy a leisurely tour of the Vidos Estate. But as the world seems to have a way of doing, something did happen, and the plan to go to the Videos estate was almost canceled.

But that didn’t mean they wouldn’t go.

Now that Bellamy and Damian were estranged, the need for travel was becoming apparent, so I approached him with a proposal.

“I’m in the middle of the state wedding, so I’m a little busy…”

“Yeah, well, I guess it can’t be helped.”

“I can’t go until a week or so, is that okay?”

No, are we able to go?

I was expecting the answer to be no, but instead, I got amazing news that he was preparing for a national wedding in a week.

No matter how good Bellamy’s stats were, even a week would be an insufficient amount of time to prepare for the Crown Prince’s marriage…?

“Huh?”

“I’m not interested in other people’s marriages, but a state marriage is a state marriage, so I’ll have to pay attention.”

The Orca brothers are the only ones in the Empire who say they care but talk about the Crown Prince’s wedding as if it is no big deal.

Despite Bellamy’s words, I sent him a look of concern.

“He has no conscience to suspend a man and then demand more labor,” Bellamy said and smirked.

Still, he’s a perfectionist, so I knew he would do a good job, especially since it was his best friend’s wedding.

“Oh, and one more thing.”

“What?”

“I’m sleeping with Damian tonight.”

At my words, he put down the papers he was holding and stared at me, then wordlessly cocked his head to the side and smiled. I couldn’t help but recognize the look as a “do you really think so?” one.

“Why do you think that?”

Even I would be at a loss for words if Bellamy pressed me, so how could I tell him that Damian, in a moment of reflection, crawled under my covers every morning and buried his head in my p*ssy?

I broke out in a cold sweat under Bellamy’s gaze. At this point, there was nothing I could do but cry.

Kofi