Albert, noticing that Holly glanced at her feet with anxious eyes, spoke first. For an elf who lived longer than a human, three generations ago would be a very long time ago.
âIs it because they borrowed the power of the spirit? It is incredibly spacious.â
Perhaps Adam had been waiting for his turn too, he spoke.
âBut, why did they make it in such a complicated shape? To prevent an invasion?â
He tried to solve his curiosity that she couldnât ask Lyla through the butler, Albert.
âI heard that the spirit at that time was deeply impressed by the ant nest.â
Albert answered without discomfort, perhaps because he was a little kinder than Lyla, or because they were guests.
Meanwhile, Adam shut his mouth as if he didnât want to ask more after hearing that. Albert smiled benevolently and stepped aside the next moment. Behind him were three wooden doors that seemed to have been patched together in the shape of an opening.
âThis is it.â
âYour Highness. Please go in first.â
Adam opened the innermost door and gestured like a clerk at a fine dining restaurant.
âWoman, this wayâŠâ
âHolly will share the bed with me.â
When Albert tried to take Holly alone, Cahill clung to her while she took his hand, which was hanging from her back.
âIt would be easier to just leave them alone.â
Adam waved his hand with a tired face.
âAll right. Rest then.â
At that, Albert didnât say anything more and just turned around and disappeared.
âIâm going to like the elf a little.â
Badin, who was also annoyed by being involved with people, muttered, looking at Albertâs back with eyes that seemed to like him. He then turned his head away as if he had been doused with cold water.
âIâll do it here.â
Badin held onto the doorknob of the room closest to where he was standing. It was clear that his mind was already on the bed in the room. As the other partyâs eyes focused on him, he hurriedly entered the room, fearing that someone might catch him.
âThen, Iâll rest in the room across from Badin. Please donât call me at night.â
Adam sighed quickly and opened the door. He seemed to want to get away from Cahill and Holly as soon as possible.
âWe had a hard time today. Rest well, and see you tomorrow!â
Missing the chance to say goodbye to Badin, Holly hurriedly spoke before Adam went inside. Adam, who was about to disappear into the room, looked at her with startled eyes.
âThankâŠâ
âWhy are you looking at Adam?â
Adam, who tried to answer Holly with an awkward expression, quickly shut up and stepped away.
âThen, youâre not going to look after your party?â
âYour party is me.â
âWhat about Adam and Badin?â
âDisruptors?â
As she glanced up, Holly saw that Badin and Adamâs door were already closed, and she hurriedly opened the remaining door and pushed Cahill in.
âDonât be like that. Itâs true that the two of us got a little more comfortable with them together.â
She was afraid that they would abandon Cahill and side with his cousin, as Badin once jokingly said. Cahill stared at Holly with eyes full of things to say.
âAlright.â
However, her eyes widened at his innocent answer.
âI thought you would say no, but you donât?â
âI wonât do it if you tell me not to.â
Holly shut her mouth, not knowing what to say. Cahill said as he kept glancing at Holly as if he had something to say.
âI had no intention of embarrassing you before.â
As he spoke in a small voice that was barely audible, he looked like a depressed child. Meanwhile, Holly stared at him and put her hand on his chest and pushed him away.
âHolly?â
He meekly backed up as she did.
Soon the door hit his back, and Holly clung to him as if she was going to climb on top of him as she put her thigh between Cahillâs legs.
Cahill, worried as if something was missing, spread his legs wide with his crotch resting against her thigh. Holly, who was dumbfounded by what he did, immediately lifted her knee and pressed his flesh hard.
âHaa, HollyâŠâ
When he gazed at her anxiously, Holly looked into his eyes and smiled before running her hand down his chest. Following the line of his abs that she could feel through his clothes, she slipped her hand into Cahillâs belt.
Damp, hot air enveloped her hands.
Holly closed her hands and squeezed down on his pillar. It was already inflated and was half standing. She then raised her thumb and gently scratched the tip.
âHa, uht⊠Holly, tongue.â
Cahill contorted his face as if he was thirsty.
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At his words, Holly stuck out her tongue as he wanted without teasing him and he greedily sucked her tongue.
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Holly sat on Cahillâs stomach and mingled her tongue with his. Every time he took a hot breath, his back moved by itself. Neither of them took off their clothes, so the cloth rubbed each otherâs private parts.
âHaaâŠâ
Her lips were burning from how much he bit and sucked on it. As she gasped and pushed away, he licked her cheek instead of her lips. Holly, who was avoiding him by raising her head, noticed something and flinched.
âWhatâs the matter? Donât want to do it?â
She hesitated, looking back and forth between Call and the head of the bed. There was no way she didnât know hihow desperate it was for him after she heated him up first and then said no.
âBecause that bothers meâŠâ
A lionâs head was carved in the middle of the head of the bed on which they lay. The red eyes looked like jewels, and it was terrifying to see them twinkle once.
âIt seems like itâs watching us.â
Holly glanced at the statue with a puzzled look. At that, Cahill frowned and glared at her lion eyes.
ââŠShall I pull it out?â
âWhatâŠ?â
He was already pulling out the sculptureâs eye as he said that.
âCahill! Why would you break things in someone elseâs house!â
Holly pressed on, lowering her voice in case anyone heard. Cahill made a cry as if it was unfair to be scolded.
âItâs just a colored stone anyway.â
âHuh, really? How do you know that?â
âIâm tired of training to tell the difference between real and fake since I was little.â
Holly was at a loss for words at his confident words.
âStill! Just because something is cheap doesnât mean it has no value.â
She knew he would ask what kind of sophistry it was.
âAlright. Iâll put it back on. Okay?â
However, he responded calmly and returned the stone to its original place though the stone just fell on the bed as it was. Cahill, watching Hollyâs eyes, lifted the stone again and put his tongue where it was supposed to be inserted.
âWhat are you doing?â
She asked, taken aback by his behavior. Cahill tilted his head as he looked at her thinking why she was asking about something obvious.
âIt will fall, so I have to put it on.â
To put saliva on something to stick it on. She saw the boss of Halidem do that to seal the lip of the letter though it wasnât something a noble would do. Besides, wasnât he a royal family higher than nobility?
âWhy wonât you stick?â
He looked incomprehensible as the drool-soaked stone fell back onto the bed.
âIt wonât stick with saliva.â
As Holly replied in an absurd tone, Cahill, thinking about something, raised his lips.
âWell. If it were sticking together with saliva, you and I would have already stuck together⊠right?â
While he looked regretful that he couldnât do that, Holly raised her hand and touched her cheek, where his tongue had just been licking.
âThough didnât you hear something just now?â
Hollyâs face grew serious at Cahillâs question.
âWhy? Do you feel murderous energy again?â
At the question, he stared at her face, which had changed in an instant, then pressed his hand against her cheek.
ââŠWhat?â
âI donât know. Because youâre cuteâŠâ
Then, he kissed Hollyâs pouty lips.
âSo, what did you hear?â
Holly asked, pushing Cahillâs lips. He narrowed his brows as if he didnât know how to explain.
âHmm, the sound of the stones collapsing? And the sound of the wind, the sound of stones falling to the floor⊠alsoâŠâ
She held her breath as she listened to Cahilâs words, but she had the illusion that her body was moving away from him.