Translator: Hasr11
Editor: Gold Swallow
At night, I transformed into a different bird from usual, and landed on the roof of the building where Legato lived. Iâd usually swoop down to the window directly, but I was conscious of peopleâs gazes today.
In the darkness, there wouldnât be any people watching the window of a building facing the mountains, but I had to be doubly sure.
Doing so, I gazed at the moonlight in a slight daze and after that, approached Legatoâs room. The window was half-open as usual.
In the very beginning, Iâd follow him as a cat on his way back home and enter the room like that, but after that, I began transforming into a bird and entering through the window. Ever since that one time Iâd pecked at the closed window with my beak and made him open it, Legato made it a point to keep the window open every time I visited.
It made it seem as if he was waiting for me and made me happy.
When I quietly flew into the room, I saw Legato sitting on his usual chair, lost in thought, with an anxious expression on his face. As expected, todayâs events had exhausted him
I wonder if he noticed my presence, for Legato turned his gaze towards me. Iâd returned to my human form and was sitting on the bed.
ãAre you all right?ã
When asked him, Legato gave a wry smile. Seeing that face, a guilty conscience stung me, and I apologised despite myself.
ãâ¦My bad.ã
ãThereâs no need for Nidel-dono to apologise.ã
ãNoâ¦How should I say itâ¦ã
ãItâs just that my response was poor.ã
Legato must be talking about what heâd said at the meeting. But what I wanted to apologise for was not that, but something much more basicâ making a pass at Legato.
ãâ¦Why did you admit to it? You could have feigned ignorance.ã
ãNo, thatâs true, butâ¦the King seemed to be excited to it, and I unconsciouslyâ¦ã
ãBut it isnât as if weâre going out, is it?ã
ãWell, thatâs true, butâ¦ã
Legato kept his wry smile. Although Iâd said it myself, complex feelings arose on hearing his reply. I wonder if the slight loneliness that is gushing from this heart of mine is because I wished for Legato to say something along the lines of ãI admitted to it as I wish to go out with Nidel-dono.ã
How absurd. I was amazed at how unmanly I was. Even I knew that Legato held none of those feelings towards me.
ãWerenât you teased quite a bit? Itâs increased during the time I was holed up in the tower.ã
Legato wouldnât say something like that, would he.
ãThatâs right. But well, the rumours will soon begin dying down.ã
At Legatoâs words, I felt doubt, thinking Is that so?. In such a case, I didnât feel that the news would die down that easily. If things go wrong, chances were I would be teased for the rest of my life.
When I silently knit my eyebrows, Legato got up from his chair and climbed onto the bed. Then, he began touching my body.
ãâ¦Nidel-dono, is it fine?ã
He asked me in a whisper, and put his hand inside my robe. When I turned to face him, Legatoâs refreshing blue eyes were looking at me. I felt regret from making this man get embroiled in such troubles. I felt regret all through today.
ãAhh.ã
If heâd cheer up just by doing it with me, Iâll let him do as he wishes.
When I nodded, Legato at once got to work taking off my clothes. Perhaps itâs because Legato was originally a noble, but somehow his way with his hands feels quite graceful. It isnât as if Legato isnât strong, but thinking of the fact of how this man was awfully competent, an incomprehensible feeling arose.
However, I certainly felt traces of Legatoâs efforts in the hands that touched my skin, and I started feeling agitated being touched by those hands
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As if I were a woman, that place that accepted Legato was dripping wet. It was because Legato had smeared a large amount of lube. Seeing him use it like that, I unconsciously felt concerned, wondering if I too should chip in some money to buy the lube. Feeling it overflowing from my insides, going along the crevices and dripping from my butt, I got goosebumps.
ãMmnã
Grabbing the waist of me, who was on his stomach, Legato entered from behind. I bore the impact, biting my lip. Legatoâs thing was long. That day when he first entered, the depth he penetrated gave me cold sweat each time. It seemed as if it would pierce right through my stomach to stab my heart. However, the reality is nothing like that. It fits snugly inside me.
Lifting up my waist, Legato, whoâd firmly secured himself, began drilling into me. My insides, moistened with lube and the similarly wet Legatoâs cock made sounds of squelching that filled my ears each time they rubbed.
And, what that place produced wasnât just sounds, but also a mind-numbing pleasure and a blazing heat that gushed forth. I submitted myself to the pleasure and remained trembling.
Legato didnât come inside me for a long time. Even though I had come many times, Legato took his time, and finally came just once. I felt regret thinking about how my body was his companion. Thinking of wanting to stimulate him a little, Iâd put in strength there to tighten it around him, but in the end, the stimulation would rebound on me, and Iâd be left moaning by myself. It was of no use.
ãNgh!ã
At the unceasing rhythm, my body unconsciously writhed atop the bed in an attempt to escape, but it was immediately pulled back by Legato and he thrust in deeper.
For a moment, I lost consciousness. However, it returned at once with the intense rhythm.
I canât faint. It was my stubbornness. This relationship had begun with my invitation in the first place, the least I could do is completely satisfy Legato. I had decided to accompany Legato till he came.
Legato switched between a slow and fast rhythm within me, and was once again beginning to move powerfully. It was more than anything Iâd ever experienced before, but Legato had yet to reach his climax.
My hands grabbing the sheets were drenched in sweat and felt disgusting. I felt Iâd let out shameful coquettish moans if I lost focus, and thus I bit my fingers.
Doing it with Legato was more pain than pleasure.
Yet, doing it with Legato gave me immense happiness.
Legatoâs movements stopped for a second and and he pulled up his body with a strong force. He seemed to be changing his posture. I wonder if itâs because one round takes a long time for him as Legato tends to change his position many times. While still connected with him, I assumed the position of riding his waist, back facing him. Under my body weight, Legatoâs penis thrusted into my deepest part
Legato twined his arms around and hugged me from the back, while I gave out a shameful cry. I felt hot breaths at the back of my neck.
Surely, no matter how many years pass, for my whole lifetime, I would never forget these nights I spent with Legato.
That is what I felt.
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