Is there no safe place anywhere in the world? (2) â unedited
He liked her, who knew how to devote herself to the people around her even if she suffered a loss, and she lived a life different from ordinary humans and walked on a different path. Her greatest charm was the warm embrace that embraced everyone, while maintaining the authority and dignity of the Saint.
She sometimes asks him to make difficult requests like she is now, but Crihel knew better than anyone that her intentions were not impure. Because it was her, he could not strongly refuse.
âI wish Kayle could go too.âŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
Crihelâs warm expression quickly turned cold.
âI saw Kayle.â
Demon King Kaylehartz. No one can affectionately call him âKayleâ. Even God.
But it was different for this woman. The name comes out of her mouth so easily, as if calling for a childhood friend whom she used to play with when she was young. On the other hand, Â it was the nickname of the Demon King that came from the mouth of the Saint.
â⌠are you okay?â
Two years ago, her brother was murdered by the Demon King. She spent several nights in tears, mourning, and she had never gone out of her favorite temple.
âHow could it be? When we met later, I thought I was going to slap him hard on the cheek. Kicking his shin⌠like that. Take revenge. Is it funny? But thatâs all I can do. Who dares to touch the Demon King, right?â
She says so, as if she knew the Demon King very well, and talks as if it wasnât difficult at all.
âIn the end⌠I couldnât. Itâs been a while since Iâve seen him, but tears kept coming out. I missed him like a fool. All the while, I thought his face kept popping up because of anger. But thatâs not it⌠It was because I missed him.â
Bellaâs voice was watery. Crihel listened to her calmly, pretending nothing was wrong, but his heart was being ripped to shreds, being wildly torn apart with a sharp knife. Blood was dripping and it was painful enough to soak his whole body, but pretending to be indifferent, he listened quietly to her voice.
âExactly, the day before Your Majestyâs annual march. I was looking around the alley that Your Majesty would go around, I donât know how the priests found me. I was surprised, but he was there and I shouted. But his gaze was not on me. He was holding another woman in his arms and as if bound to her⌠he looked at the woman.â
What? Crihel doubted his ears. He couldnât believe Kaylehartz, who is a very high opponent that it was hard to call a rival, was holding a woman other than Bella in his arms⌠He couldnât even imagine.
No one could dare to understand the Demon Kingâs heart, but he could see how he treated Bella differently from other humans. He knew even sooner that Bella loved him.
âShe was a pale pink-haired woman, and she was pretty cute.â
Light pink⌠Crihel recalled a girl with hair similar to it that he had seen the day of the march.
The girl who waved her hand out of the blue while panicking like a seizure when he met her eyes from a very close distance. People usually bow their heads, but the girl waves her hand with a feeling like, âUh, youâre here?â
Her own face at the time seemed to have a look of surprise, and the girl seemed to notice it right away, and her face began to contort. But even as she looked like she was crying because her body was out of control, she foolishly continued to wave her hand.
Laughter erupted out of the absurdity. He had seen a lot of people, but this was the first time he had someone like her.
âDo you enjoy my story?â
Bella asked, feeling sad at Crihelâs inexplicable laughter.
âAh, I was thinking about something else. Sorry.â
â⌠You donât even listen to me anymore.â
âNo, not thatâŚâŚ.â
Crihel was speechless. Itâs not that he didnât have anything to say, itâs that his mouth was blocked.
Bella came and kissed him as she wrapped her long white arms around his neck. Her small lips recklessly bump into Crihelâs, and she skillfully inserts her tongue into his mouth.
âUhp⌠Be, Bella.â
âComfort me, a little bit, Your Majesty.â
Sluurp, slurp.
The saliva spread and the sound of lips clattering resounded. As Crihel sits still like a wood despite Bellaâs daring kiss, her hand crawls down.
âKu-uhp!â
Bella gently stroked Crihelâs penis. It was then that Crihelâs reaction began to surface little by little.
Bella moved her body and she climbed on top of Crihel. Bellaâs slender, smooth legs, which had been hidden between the robes, reached above his thighs. Tightening his thighs, she moved her body closer to him.
The penis swells under Bellaâs hands, finding itâs size more and more.
Gaspâ
The heat spread, and Crihelâs hand rested on her slim waist. But it wasnât a rough hand. He just gently stroked her outline over the robes and gently swept it.
Ah, this stoic man.
It was normal for people to lose their reason and rip her clothes off before she could even rush in like this if it was a beauty like her. But such a gentle hand.
âI will do it today, Your Majesty. Please take it off.â
Crihel pulled Bellaâs robe off. Her white, sensual body seemed to be dancing under the moonlight.
Bella, who was stroking his penis, grabs Crihelâs waist and pulls his pants off. His erect penis pops out as Crihel lifts his butt gently.
âI think this is going to explode like this but Your Majesty is as cautious and careful as always.â
Bella rubbed the glans of his penis in a circle with her index finger.
Ku-uht-
An unbearable moan escaped Crihelâs mouth. Bella lifted her butt and pressed her opening to his penis. With just a kiss, her secret place was already damp and it was ready to embrace him.