Chapter 252 Home Sweet Home
Anya’s lips crashed into Roman the moment he turned around; without wasting a second, she wrapped her hands around his body.
Roman didn’t pull away as both of their tongue fought for dominance, but after a while he pulled Anya backwards, staring into her eyes.
She was already panting heavily, and he could tell she wanted him, but he didn’t want to sleep with her just yet, not that he was rejecting her; Roman couldn’t possibly reject the thought of sex, but he was going to wait till later in the day.
"Are you that eager? Don’t worry, I have till the end of today," Roman said.
"I want you now; it’s been so long, I’m already wet, you should see," Anya pouted as she instantly pulled her pants down, leaving just her underwear.
Roman was a little surprised, but then it occurred to him: when he first arrived in this world, the concept of clothing wasn’t really a big deal, but now he knew that was in the villages.
In the city, people care about clothing, especially nobles; none of them wouldn’t want a simple commoner to be gazing at their naked body, but for his family, who were here now, clothing seemed trivial; he even wondered why they weren’t naked, now that he thought about it.
After pulling her pants down, she proceeded to pull off even her underwear, exposing the familiar pink slit between her legs, which was already dripping wet.
Roman knew the kiss didn’t last long enough for her to get this wet, so she was already wet from the onset; the kiss simply increased the intensity of her horniess.
"I can see that, still you should..."
*KNOCK!!*
A knock sounded on the door before Roman could finish speaking, and an unfamiliar voice spoke.
"Miss Anya, the food is ready," A maid spoke before walking away.
"See, the food is ready. We need to eat first, and why are you rushing to get in bed? We have the entire day- well, not the entire day, but still let’s get some rest first," Roman spoke, and Anya pouted even more as she began putting her clothes back on.
Roman looked around her room even more, and when she was done, both of them walked towards the door. As Anya opened the door, Roman landed a slap on her ass, causing her to jerk forward, letting out a sharp sound.
She stopped in her tracks, and Roman walked past her as a smile formed on her face; only that one action was enough to make her even more aroused, forgetting the fact that she was pouting a few seconds ago.
Roman arrived in the living space, and the meal was already being set on the table. Amelia and Fiona had already sat down, but they hadn’t begun eating yet, waiting for Roman and Anya to join them.
Roman sat down facing his mother Amelia, and Anya sat beside him. The meal in front of him had an amazing scent, and he knew it was going to be delicious.
On the table were large slices of baked golden bread, each of them with a crispy crust, and in front of Roman was a bowl of mashed potato covered in thick brown gravy with bits of herbs mixed in.
Roman could tell the maids who prepared the food were really good; this was the type of meal he saw occasionally in the palace.
In the center of the table was a roasted fish, its skin golden and seasoned with spices; there were also carrots, beans, and sweet peas, all cooked until tender.
A soup was also at the center of the table beside the fish, filled with cabbage, mushrooms, and chunks of beef, with steam coming out of the large pot.
Roman picked up an empty place beside him and wanted to fetch the soup when Anya stopped him, taking the plate from his hands. She then served him and everyone at the table before sitting back down.
Roman couldn’t complain as he picked up his spoon and tasted the soup first.
The broth was incredibly delicious, with the rich flavor of fresh veggies and beef. He wasted no time in digging into the gravy with a piece of the bread, and soon everyone around the table was eating.
Roman ate everything on his plate, even taking more from the pot and the fish. Not that he hadn’t eaten this type of meal before, but right now he was really hungry.
"So Roman, how did the tournament turn out? We couldn’t leave the house for some reason; the guards told us something had happened?" Amelia asked as Roman leaned back on his chair after eating.
"I won the tournament," Roman replied.
"You won?" Amelia asked.
"You won the tournament, against female mages!!" Fiona spoke in surprise, and Anya moved out of her chair to hug Roman.
"It was a hard-fought battle but I won. You should see the look on the faces of the nobles," Roman replied.
He wasn’t sure how much he wanted to tell his family, since they hadn’t been told about everything that happened. He assumed it was to be kept under wraps, and telling his mother Amelia everything that happened wouldn’t go so well.
Roman knew Amelia loved him, and since he would be putting himself in danger, she might disagree. He could convince her, but he didn’t want them to worry while he was gone, so he said nothing.
"It’s their fault for doubting you. I knew you could do it, so you’ll continue the academy?" Anya asked.
"Yes, but not for a while. The students that participated in the tournament would be given special privileges, and also taken for extra training by the heads of the academy," Roman replied.
"Ohh, Miss Victoria and Miss Evelyn, that’s wonderful," Fiona replied with a smile as she clapped her hands a little.
"I still can’t believe it. You’ve always talked about being a mage since you were little. I’m happy to see you fulfilling your dreams, but the extra training- it’s still in the academy, right?" Amelia asked.