[19] (EP-119.2) Gentle Prisoner #5
119 – Gentle Prisoner #5
Elga could feel the tightness in her lower abdomen. She trembled as if all the muscles in her body were convulsing all at once.
‘Ugh. As expected, it’s too big…’
The man’s pen¡s was so thick and hard that it was making her lower part sore.
She couldn’t understand why a small and delicate-looking Half-Fairy, in comparison to the average human male, would hide such a ruthless weapon underneath.
However, as soon as she heard the word “baby-” from the man, Elga understood everything.
What was she doing with the man right now? And what was the reason why the man’s gen¡tal swelled this big inside her?
That was right.
This was all for the purpose of making a baby. A sacred act that married couples did behind the veil of secrecy after some purity ceremony.
Of course, it was a thought that would only benefit faithful devotees like Mirna.
But Elga was still a young lady and a noblewoman.
Elga had always secretly romanticized and fantasized about her wedding night since childhood.
She had imagined a prince charming on a white stallion appearing with a fluttering white flag in times of crisis.
Wearing silver armor, the prince would defeat countless enemies to save her.
Finally, after defeating a fire-breathing dragon, he would reach his hand out to her.
─Madame, are you alright?
Then the prince charming would fall in love with her at first sight and propose marriage. Elga would pretend to resist, only to accept his proposal in the end.
Of course, there was no prince on a white horse in this world.
And the man panting on top of her was far from being a prince or a knight…
If anything, this man was the kind of person that Elga hated the most.
He was weak, small, and did not know how to wield a sword. Moreover, he had countless flaws, especially his tendency to be a womanizer.
Still, if she had to point out one advantage, then it would be that he was a man with more courage than anyone else.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to deal with her crazy cousin Aira till now.
He wouldn’t have been able to negotiate with her father, Reinhardt, nor would he be able to say that he’d make a harem directly to her face.
‘He’s someone with a strong gut.’
Agitated, Elga bit the man’s shoulder and ran her nails down his back.
“Euk-.”
The man grimaced in pain. Then Elga realized she had hurt him again.
It was strange that she felt the urge for torment. Elga couldn’t understand why she felt that way, but…
Jjigok jjigok.
The man continued moving his waist, not caring whether his shoulder was bitten or his back was scratched.
Thanks to this, Elga sensed a fluttering sensation in her head. Her limbs trembled, and her waist felt like electricity was passing through….
“Elga-nim, can you give birth to my baby?”
Then the man spoke again, and Elga was able to regain her senses. Yes, she was thinking about the baby, right.
Elga pondered a lot in a fleeting moment.
If she were to give birth to this man’s baby, how would it be? – The fella might not be a good husband, but she felt like he would be a good father.
Seeing how he had skillfully comforted her earlier when she had lost her mind in confusion, and how he took care of her, this sentiment might be correct.
Come to think of it, he seemed to be quite skillful in dealing with women… He was also adept in washing her long hair. Maybe he had relationships with other women besides Elga…
Then suddenly, anger surged in her again.
“No, I don’t want to. I’m not going to give birth to anything like a baby. Eueut-.”
As a result, Elga said something that was not in line with her true feelings once more. She regretted it deeply, but words were like water, you could not pick up what had been spilled.
At that moment, the man got up and stopped moving.
“Do you really hate it?”
“Heuheuuk-.”
Then Elga suddenly burst into tears. Why was she so disingenuous? There was probably no man in the world who would like a woman like her.
“… Do you hate it so much to cry?”
The man asked as if he was giving Elga a chance. But Elga couldn’t answer and just sobbed.
The man said.
“But I want to have a child, our child. Even if Elga-nim dislikes it.”
At that moment, Elga felt as if flowers were blooming in her head. It was like the light at the end of a dark tunnel.
As Elga was rejoicing, the man spoke again.
“So please, be completely honest with me. Where do you want me to finish? I’m about to cuɱ soon.”
“…….”
Elga suddenly realized that this quick-witted man probably knew how she felt already.
But he just wanted to hear her submission from her own mouth. Elga felt a tingling sensation all over her body.
Her lower abdomen was churning, and her fingertips and toes were trembling.
She wanted to receive something warm from the man.
But Elga was worried.
She wanted to be honest, but the pride that raised and made her strong wouldn’t allow herself that.
If it were a fallen nobleman who was begging her to marry him, she could ‘reluctantly’ accept it. But she was in a situation where she had to make the demand first.
“Heuu, I’m about to cum. I’ll take it out now.”
At that moment, the man moved as if he was about to leave her body. Elga was startled and wrapped her arms and legs around his body, not wanting to let go of the warmth that covered her body.
“Elga-nim, I won’t be able to pull out like this…!”
“Inside….”
“Yes?”
“I said cuɱ inside, you idiot…! I want to bear your baby!”
Elga felt incredibly humiliated.
But at the same time, she felt something open in her heart, and a strong wave of emotion flooded her body and mind.
She could clearly feel a stream of hotness in her lower abdomen.
“Ang, aang…!”
It felt like she was floating in an endless sea of rainbow-colored clouds. It was terrifying. If she were to fly up high like this and then fall to the ground, she wouldn’t be able to handle it.
So Elga hugged the man tightly in her arms.
At the same time, something appeared before Elga’s eyes as she looked up at the spinning ceiling.
Name: Elga Von Lioness.
Job: Nobility
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… What was this?
Edited by: faker
