Chapter 215: Departing Toward the Capital
Chapter 215: Departing Toward the Capital
When the maid withdrew, Lily stripped me completely naked. My unworthy son was already considerably awake. Then I was pushed out into the bath and made to wait. It is small, but a nice bathhouse. Five or six people could enter with room to spare. Hot water flows in as if continuously poured, but what kind of mechanism is this? Is the water that flows away cleaned and returned, or is completely new hot water continually flowing out? Mysterious.While I was thinking such things Lily changed into bathing clothes and entered. Abstinence has only just begun, yet Lily’s bathing clothes are poison to the eyes. The lines of her body can be seen, the swell of her chest is visible from the collar, and even something that seems to be the protrusion of her nipples can be made out. Thinking that, my son jumps upward. There is no point in hiding it, so I leave it as is. Son, even if you point so far upward, nothing good will come of it.
My son was standing so hard it hurt, yet Lily maintained a stance of "such a thing does not enter my eyes" as she washed my body. She washed my head, and I looked at the breasts of Lily right in front of me. After that, when she had me stand, my magnificently risen son towered before Lily. Seeing that, Lily said,
"It’s in the way,"
and gripped it with one hand. Tightly at that! Then, without using a towel, she washed my hands, my back, my chest, and my legs for some reason with the other hand, until finally Lily’s hand reached the center of the body that was the focus.
First she washed around the hole of my buttocks, then moved forward, and while still gripping my son tightly she washed the sack while holding it. Lily’s hand washed me so subtly that it felt as if she were attacking my erogenous zones. Just when I thought a finger might enter my anus, my body jerked bikun!? , yet having the sack washed while my son was gripped was not merely "feels good." She twisted the hand gripping the shaft of my son and washed the head with the other hand. When the head was washed it felt so good that my body twisted.
"Robby-sama, please do not move your body."
At Lily’s instructional voice I pleaded,
"Lily, it’s painful, you know? Thinking that from now on I will have to endure this kind of feeling for a while, I might die. I might end up attacking that maid, you know!?"
Yet to that she said something completely off-target:
"You must not! Please endure for a while. Members of the royal family are blessed. Commoners lack even the food for tomorrow!"
I know that already. Mentally I intend to observe abstinence, but my body — this young body — will not listen! Aaaah, no more, I can’t take it!
Before I even thought "it’s coming!" it erupted! Dokun, dokun it flowed out. Lily had apparently not expected me to finish this soon and was looking on in blank amazement.
Then, as if tacked on afterward, she said,