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As soon as Mother left, Lucian's tone became casual.
"How can someone get so worked up while reading a book?"
"That was me thinking."
"No, that was you reading while training left turns. Too impressive."
"Lucian-kun." Silence Suzuka glanced toward the kitchen, slowly shifting her body toward Lucian. "Have you been a bit too arrogant lately?"
"Have I? How come I don't know?"
Behind the sofa was the kitchen. Besides the crisp sounds of pots and pans, the humming of Silence Suzuka's mother could also be heard.
Lucian didn't believe Silence Suzuka would be so bold, so he pinched her chin. "But what if I am arrogant? What can Suzuka do about it? Execute me on the spot?"
Silence Suzuka narrowed her eyes, with strands of dangerous light seemingly flowing in her gaze.
She had just given Lucian-kun a pass once, and now Lucian-kun had become so ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth.
In that case, she would let Lucian-kun recognize reality again.
Silence Suzuka gripped Lucian's wrist in return, like a fierce snake coiling around his body, opening her mouth to bite toward Lucian's neck.
Only at this moment did Lucian vaguely realize that he might have played too far.
But when he tried to struggle again, it was already too late. He couldn't break free; his wrist was still pushing against an incredibly hard wall.
"S-Su-Suzuka, Auntie is still in the kitchen..."
"So, please Lucian-kun, don't make a sound."
The one who needed to endure was never her, Silence Suzuka.
"If you keep this up, I'm going to call Auntie." Lucian's only support right now was his mother-in-law.
"Lucian-kun, do you know what Mom said to me earlier?" Seeing Lucian shake his head, Silence Suzuka continued, "She said to firmly grasp hold of Lucian-kun."
"Wh-what?"
Silence Suzuka's lips curved into a sly, determined smile as she pushed Lucian back against the sofa, her orange hair cascading like a fiery waterfall over her shoulders.
Her hands moved with precision, deftly unbuckling his belt and sliding down his pants just enough to free his hardening length.
The air of the room contrasted sharply with the heat building between them, and Lucian's breath hitched as her fingers wrapped around him, stroking firmly from base to tip.
"Lucian-kun," she whispered, her voice a husky murmur that sent shivers down his spine.
"You provoked me first." Her eyes locked onto his, gleaming with a mix of mischief and raw desire. Without breaking eye contact, she leaned down, her warm breath ghosting over his sensitive skin, making him twitch in anticipation.
Her tongue darted out first, tracing a slow, teasing circle around the head, savoring the salty bead of precum that had already formed. Lucian bit his lip to stifle a groan, his hands fisting the sofa cushions as she took him deeper, her soft lips enveloping him inch by inch. The wet heat of her mouth was intoxicating—velvety and tight, her tongue swirling along the underside with expert pressure that made his hips buck involuntarily.
Silence Suzuka hummed softly around him, the vibration sending jolts of pleasure straight to his core. She bobbed her head rhythmically, taking him to the back of her throat with ease, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder. One hand pumped what her mouth couldn't reach, twisting gently at the base, while the other cupped and massaged his balls, rolling them tenderly between her fingers. Saliva dripped down his shaft, making everything slick and obscene, the lewd sounds barely muffled by the distant clatter from the kitchen.
Lucian's head fell back, eyes squeezing shut as waves of ecstasy built relentlessly. "Suzuka... fuck," he gasped quietly, his voice strained. She responded by quickening her pace, her free hand digging into his thigh for leverage, nails leaving faint crescent marks on his skin. She could feel him throbbing, swelling against her tongue, and she reveled in the power she held—the way his body trembled under her control.
She pulled back briefly, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his glistening tip, and licked a long stripe up the length before diving back in. Her movements grew more fervent, sloppy and desperate, as if she were claiming him entirely. Lucian's restraint frayed; his hand tangled in her hair, not guiding but holding on for dear life as she deepthroated him again, gagging softly but refusing to stop.
The pressure coiled tighter in his gut, his breaths coming in ragged pants. "Suzuka, I'm—close," he warned in a whisper, but she only moaned in response, the sound vibrating through him like electricity. With a final, powerful suck, she pushed him over the edge. He came with a muffled curse, spilling hot ropes down her throat as she swallowed greedily, milking every drop until he was spent and shuddering.
Finally, she released him with a soft pop, licking her lips clean and gazing up at him with triumphant, flushed satisfaction. "Now do you know your place, Lucian-kun?" she purred, wiping the corner of her mouth with a delicate finger.
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Lucian had underestimated Silence Suzuka's boldness and overestimated his own reliance.
So during the few days of staying over, Silence Suzuka would appear in his room at night.
Even locking the door was useless because Silence Suzuka had a spare key, and since he was living next door to Silence Suzuka, coming in through the window was also a piece of cake.
However, every time he woke up in the morning holding Silence Suzuka, aside from the emptiness in a certain part, Lucian felt everything was incredibly fulfilling.
Until the evening of New Year's, Silence Suzuka and Lucian leaned by the window, watching the brilliant fireworks shooting into the sky outside the window, blooming brilliantly and vanishing in an instant.
"The fireworks at the fireworks festival, Lucian-kun was with Seiun Sky, right?"
"Ah? Mm." Lucian remembered not mentioning this before, but since Silence Suzuka was asking, it meant she definitely knew.
"You said such nice things back then, something about being under the same night sky, so it counts as watching the same fireworks..."
Lucian pursed his lips. Horse girls really held grudges.
He wondered if he should just sell off Seiun Sky? That way he could reduce the risk of physical loss.
"Lucian-kun, say something."
"Cough cough, that was true feelings spilling out when I said it."
"Then, when you were with Seiun Sky and not picking up my calls, that was also Lucian-kun's true feelings?"
The questioning that was bound to come would come, and Lucian couldn't avoid it.
"It was all Seiun Sky who made me do it."
"That sneaky cat, I'll deal with her sooner or later." Silence Suzuka bit her lip, saying indignantly.
Lucian thought he had dodged a bullet, but the next second, Silence Suzuka turned her gaze back to him. "Lucian-kun, call Seiun Sky right now."
"Uh, didn't we just wish everyone a happy New Year in the group chat?"
"Lucian-kun, don't play dumb. You know I'm not asking you to wish her a happy New Year."
"Then what do you want me to wish for..."
Silence Suzuka didn't speak, just looking coldly at Lucian.
Getting carried away, huh? Lucian felt the need to make Silence Suzuka recognize the family hierarchy, so just like he had once done with Seiun Sky, he picked up Silence Suzuka and placed her on the desk.
He couldn't open Pandora's box with Seiun Sky for now, but with Silence Suzuka, he could open it casually.
"Suzuka, you're this overbearing?" Lucian's gaze was even colder than Silence Suzuka's.
Even though she knew Lucian was pretending, where had she ever seen Lucian like this? Her gaze panicked in an instant.
But Silence Suzuka still said aggrievedly, "Then Lucian-kun doesn't care about my feelings?"
"How could I not." Lucian broke character in one second. With one hand undoing the buttons of Silence Suzuka's sleepwear and the other resting on her smooth leg, "Didn't you say earlier you wanted to set off fireworks?"
"Mm, mm... But there's none left to buy now." Silence Suzuka's fingers supporting her on the desk curled unnaturally, as if enduring something.
"None left to buy? Then we'll set them off ourselves."
Silence Suzuka let out a soft whimper. "How, how to set them off?"
"You were just criticizing me earlier, and now Suzuka is the one playing dumb?"
"Mom hasn't gone to sleep yet."
"You don't worry about that usually? And..." Lucian leaned in closer again, Silence Suzuka's breaths all hitting his face. "As long as Suzuka stays a little quiet, it'll be fine?"
Silence Suzuka turned away her flushed cheeks. "But I clearly wanted to watch fireworks..."
Lucian's fingers lingered on the last button of her sleepwear, his touch deliberate and unhurried as he finally slipped it free. The fabric parted slowly, revealing the soft swell of her breasts to the chill night air filtering through the window. Her nipples pebbled instantly under his heated gaze, pink and begging for attention. He traced the curve of one with his thumb, circling lazily until she shivered, her breath catching in a soft, needy whimper.
"These are prettier than any fireworks," he murmured, voice low and thick with want, leaning in to brush his lips over the sensitive peak. His tongue flicked out, teasing the tip before he drew it into his mouth, sucking gently. Silence Suzuka's back arched slightly off the desk, her fingers curling tighter against the wood as a quiet moan escaped her lips—soft, breathy, like a secret she couldn't hold back.
"Mmm… Lucian-kun…" she moaned, her voice trembling with restraint, eyes half-lidded as pleasure sparked through her.
Emboldened, he kissed his way across to the other breast, lavishing it with the same slow attention while his free hand trailed downward. His fingers hooked into the edge of her panties, easing them aside inch by inch, exposing her glistening folds. She was already soaked, her arousal slicking his fingertips as he parted her gently, stroking along her slit with feather-light pressure. "Fuck, Suzuka… you're dripping for me. So wet, just waiting to be filled."
Her hips twitched toward his touch, another moan spilling out—longer this time, laced with desperation. "Ahh… yes… touch me there…"
He obliged, dipping one finger inside her heat, then two, curling them slowly to stroke that spongy spot deep within. Her walls clenched around him greedily, pulling him deeper as he pumped with a steady rhythm, his thumb grazing her swollen clit in lazy circles. The wet sounds of her pussy grew louder, obscene in the quiet room, mingling with her mounting moans. "Ohh… Lucian-kun… it feels so good… don't stop…"
He watched her face, mesmerized by the way her lips parted, brows furrowing in bliss as he worked her open. Her breaths came faster, hips rocking subtly against his hand, chasing more. "You love this, don't you? My fingers stretching your tight little pussy… getting you ready for my cock."
"Mmm… yes… more… please…" she moaned, voice husky and pleading, her thighs quivering around his wrist.
Only when she was trembling on the edge did he withdraw, freeing his aching cock from his pants. It sprang heavy and throbbing, precum beading at the tip as he notched it against her entrance. He pushed in slow—agonizingly slow—savoring every inch as her slick heat enveloped him, inch by velvet inch. Her walls fluttered wildly, gripping him like a vice, and she let out a drawn-out moan, muffled against her own palm. "Ohhh… so big… filling me up…"
"Shit, Suzuka… you're perfect. So fucking tight around me," he breathed, bottoming out with a final roll of his hips. He paused there, letting her adjust, their pelvises flush as he ground against her clit. Then he began to move—deep, measured thrusts that dragged along her inner walls, building a slow burn.
The desk creaked faintly beneath them as he found his pace, each slide in and out deliberate, his cock kissing her deepest spots. Her breasts bounced softly with the motion, and he palmed one, pinching the nipple as she moaned again—sweet, unrestrained whimpers that made his blood roar. "Ahh… right there… harder… mmm…"
"You want it harder? Gonna moan for me while I fuck this pretty pussy?" He picked up speed just enough, angling to hit her g-spot with every plunge, the lewd squelch of her wetness echoing louder.
"Yes… oh god, yes… fuck me… ahh!" Her moans grew breathier, more urgent, nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt as her body wound tighter.
He slipped a hand between them, thumb finding her clit and rubbing firm, steady circles that matched his thrusts. The dual assault shattered her control—her pussy clenched rhythmically, gushing around him as her orgasm hit. "Mmm… cumming… Lucian-kun… ahhhh!" Waves of pleasure rippled through her, soaking his cock and balls, her body shuddering in silent ecstasy.
The vise-like squeeze milked him relentlessly, hurtling him toward release. His thrusts turned erratic, chasing the peak until he buried deep one last time, spilling hot ropes of cum inside her with a stifled groan. "Take it all… fuck, Suzuka…"
They stayed locked, panting in unison, his cock pulsing in her oversensitive depths as aftershocks faded. Sweat glistened on their skin; he pressed his forehead to hers, breaths mingling in the hushed afterglow.
It was like this outside the window, and just as such inside the window.
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Later, the fireworks sounds outside the window died out. Only that full moon still hung high, like a beige ancient bronze mirror, shrouded in surging dark clouds, and the human worldly fireworks aura.
But the whispered private words inside the window had not yet disappeared.
Lucian had already lost count of how many times Silence Suzuka had said "I love you" and "Love me."
"Still not over it?"
"No."
Their lips met in a deep, lingering kiss, tongues tangling slowly as hands roamed softly over heated skin, reaffirming their bond in tender presses and gentle nips.
"Then how about this: later I'll help you bully her together. That counts as venting for you, right?"
"I don't believe it. What if Lucian-kun just draws a pie?"
"Then after we go back to Dragon Country this time." Lucian leaned close to Silence Suzuka's ear and quietly said a long string of words. "How about it?"
A conspiracy targeting Seiun Sky slowly took shape.
"This is what you said."
"Mm, I said it. No takebacks. Record it as proof?"
"No need to record. I believe Lucian-kun."
Lucian kissed Silence Suzuka once. "Come on, I'll carry you to take a bath."
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