Dad, I will Listen to you - Chapter 22
Chapter 22
"Thank you for coming. I am Luxand Icar."
The middle-aged man bowed slightly, his eyes flickering toward Elia. She was the infamous illegitimate child of House Arost—and now, the wife of his one and only lord. The thought left a bitter taste in his mouth.
Luxand had sworn loyalty to the Second Prince. Leopold was a man who should have been emperor, yet here he was, reduced to a mere live-in son-in-law of a ducal house. The idea of recognizing this woman as his lord’s wife was unacceptable. And now they were even here for their honeymoon? He was certain Karl’s influence was at play.
"The carriage was ill-suited, and my wife is exhausted. Prepare a bath first."
Leopold’s gaze bore into Luxand, an unspoken warning lacing his words: Do not dare disrespect her.
Luxand bowed his head.
"...Understood."
He didn’t like it, but it was his lord’s choice. There must be something special about her.
"...No, never mind. We won’t need attendants. My wife dislikes unfamiliar hands tending to her."
Leopold’s words came a beat too slow, deliberate.
"And if you’re thinking of subtly exposing Elia’s... un-noble behavior to undermine me, I suggest you reconsider."
Karl’s words echoed in his mind. Leopold agreed with them. If not for the tedious protocol requiring high nobles to stay at the lord’s estate, they would have chosen an upscale inn.
The room they were given was the finest in the manor, complete with a private bath. The attendants filled the tub and left promptly.
"You should wash first, my wife."
Leopold removed his outer coat and sat on the bed.
"Huh? Lover, aren’t you joining me?"
"...What?"
His face stiffened in shock.
"Let’s bathe together! Dad always bathed with me!"
The innocent declaration made Leopold’s brow twitch violently. He stripped off his shirt and scooped Elia into his arms, his toned torso visible through the parted fabric.
"Lover, are you mad? You look upset."
She cupped his face as he carried her.
"Not mad. Just jealous."
"Jealous? What’s that?"
He set her down by the tub and began undressing her. Never in his life had he imagined he’d be carefully removing someone else’s clothes—he, who had always been the one served.
"It angers me that another man has touched my precious wife."
Piece by piece, her clothes dropped into the basket. When she stood fully bare before him, he swallowed hard. Animalistic desire surged through him again.
He kissed her, tangling his fingers in her silver hair as it cascaded over her shoulders.
"Another man?"
She only half-understood. There were no men around her.
"Yes. Like your... Dad."
Even with the explanation, Elia didn’t comprehend. Dad was just Dad. She frowned, realizing Leopold had misunderstood something.
"Lover, Karl isn’t a man."
Leopold’s hands, which had been pouring water over her, froze.
"...What?"
"Karl is Dad. Dad is just Dad."
She beamed proudly at his bewildered expression. So he really didn’t know.
"It’s okay if you didn’t know!"
"My wife—"
"Don’t be embarrassed!"
At first, he thought she was joking. But she was dead serious. Leopold cursed Karl for failing to teach her even the most basic things. Then he hesitated—should he explain? The truth wasn’t hard to convey, but how to explain it was the challenge.
"Wife, I’m talking about gender."
"Gender...?"
Her eyes widened as if hearing the word for the first time.
"Yes. Gender."
"Dad’s gender is... man? So that’s why he’s Dad?"
At least she wasn’t completely clueless. Still, why hadn’t she been properly educated?
"Yes. And you are a woman."
"Oh! So I was wrong?"
"Not wrong, just unaware."
Now fully undressed, Leopold stepped into the tub. It was spacious enough for both of them.
"...I’m embarrassed."
Elia curled in on herself—then suddenly straightened, sending water sloshing over the rim.
"But what’s a man? What’s gender?"
Here it comes.
Leopold rubbed his temples.
"Well. Gender is just a term for male and female, and a man is—"
He stumbled over his words.
"Ah! I get it!"
Before he could finish, Elia’s hand shot out and grabbed his co¢k.
"People with this are men, right?"
"...Hah."
The moment her fingers wrapped around him, his barely subdued arousal roared back to life. He exhaled sharply as she began stroking him under the water, the friction slick and maddening.
"Lover, do you like it?"
She grinned up at him, her own face flushed.
"...Yes, my wife."
He buried his face against her shoulder, then reached up to grope her breasts. The soft flesh filled his palms perfectly. His mouth soon followed, licking and sucking until her nipples peaked under his attention.
"Nngh..."
One hand fondled her chest while the other dipped between her legs. Even submerged, her slick heat was unmistakable.
"I was trying to educate you, my wife, but if you tease me like this, what am I to do?"
He chided her lightly before catching her wrist and licking the water from her fingers.
"Hah... but you got hard first!"
"And you soaked yourself just as much."
He thrust two fingers inside her, and her legs clamped around his hand as she whimpered. The lewd sound of her pleasure made him grit his teeth.
"Having s€x in the bath is a sure way to catch a cold."
He nibbled her neck, his co¢k throbbing painfully.
"Hnn—! P-Put it in..."
"Tch."
With a sharp exhale, he lined himself up and pushed in.
"You keep begging for it..."
He captured her mouth in a deep kiss, moving his hips languidly. Her body was so warm he almost forgot his earlier concern about the cold.
"Hah..."
"Nngh..."
His arms tightened around her. The heat of her skin against his was intoxicating.
"You keep tempting me everywhere..."
"Mmm, but..."
He buried his face between her breasts, biting and sucking as his thrusts grew rougher. Water sloshed violently over the edges.
By the time the water level had lowered enough to stop overflowing, Leopold turned her around and braced her hands against the tub’s rim.
"Arch your back more, wife."
When his fingers brushed her exposed folds, her thighs trembled. He spread them wider and licked into her, lapping at her arousal until lewd squelches filled the steamy air. He pressed the clitoris, which was swollen, with his tongue.
"Ah—! Nngh—! Ah, ah!"
Her body shuddered, her legs buckling, and her wet hair sticking to Leopold's body. He knew she was close—but he had no intention of stopping.
"Hnng...ahh!"
Leopold sighed and grabbed Elia's shoulder. Then he pushed his co¢k into the water-slick v*gina. The entrance opened and swallowed Leopold's p€nis.
"Ugh.."
Leopold's hands gripped Elia's waist as he began thrusting in earnest. The slick sound of their bodies meeting echoed through the steamy bathroom, mingling with their ragged breaths.
"Haah—! L-Leo...!"
Her breasts bounced with each movement, and he couldn't resist capturing one in his palm, teeth grazing her shoulder before soothing the mark with his tongue.
"Hyah—!"
They’d already done this once in the carriage, yet neither of them could get enough. His hips didn’t stop, driving into her with a pace that left them both gasping. The lewd, wet slaps of skin against skin filled the tiled room.
"Nngh—! Hah...!"
Elia’s body trembled violently as she slumped forward, her walls clenching around him in release. But Leopold had no intention of letting her rest just yet.
"Get up, my wife. This is the co¢k you begged for, isn’t it?"
His voice was deceptively gentle as he wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her upright, and stroking her gently.
"Nngh—! T-Too hot..."
Her face was crimson, her breaths ragged. She looked obscenely erotic.
"Hah."
He thrust into her again, her exhausted whimpers only spurring him on. This isn’t normal, he thought distantly.
But he didn’t want her to suffer, so he soon spilled inside her. Afterward, he carefully washed her himself, even drying her hair.
"Love you, lover."
Elia’s drowsy smile sent warmth flooding his chest.
No man in love could resist those words. That night, her moans echoed through the room until dawn.
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