Chapter 2: Lucid Dream? [r18]
Year 356 of the Imperial Calendar
On the human continent, specifically within House Indivar...
The bedroom was bathed in soft moonlight, filtering through delicate silk curtains. The large bed was adorned with sheets embroidered in gold and floral patterns. Ben, barely conscious, slowly rolled over, his fingers brushing against something soft and firm beneath the covers. A sleepy groan escaped his lips.
His hand landed on something soft yet firm. A round, yielding shape.
"Hmm?" he grunted, still foggy with sleep. His fingers instinctively closed, gently pressing the plump flesh.
"Ahhh~ Young master... I..."
The voice was soft, trembling with pleasure.
Ben jolted awake, his eyes snapping open.
Where the hell am I?
His gaze quickly scanned the opulent room—precious tapestries on the walls, a vaulted ceiling adorned with erotic frescoes, black wood furniture carved with obscene precision. And most notably...
Two twins, their silky black hair cascading over their shoulders, their almond-shaped eyes glinting in the dim light. Their bodies, slender and delicate, radiated warmth that contrasted with the coolness of the night. Their breasts, small but firm, seemed perfectly shaped to fit in his palms. Ben blinked, his mind foggy.