Stigma Effect

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Yuriel smiled looking at Raphlet's face, which looked a little angry.

After reuniting with Raphlet, Yuriel has learned a few things about him. She always followed him, and it was natural for her to know him.

But there were things she wasn't aware of until she found out that he had feelings for her.

Raphlet tends to get a little excited when he thinks she's threatened. The excitement was mostly expressed as sexual desire. Yuriel discovered that he was suppressing an even stronger desire for destruction that outweighed his sexual desires in his sometimes painful behavior during their nightly affairs.

At the same time, he still wanted to protect her.

During their engagements, Raphlet would hold her body tight or push her until she burst into tears, then tilt her neck to suppress her moans. When he does that, Raphlet is trying to suppress his own desires.

The moment he embraced her was probably the only time he showed his true form to his heart's content. The face that watched Yuriel cry with ecstasy, as he mercilessly ravish her.

Raphlet shows the most beautiful expression Yuriel has ever seen at the moment he climaxes.

Yuriel knew he wanted to hurt her, but she wasn't afraid. She could accept whatever he did to her.

If only Raphlet was by her side.

A feeling similar to the sharpness before battle continued until he calmed down.

In other words, if he did not calm down, Raphlet was in a state of excitement a little differently than usual.

Yuriel was imprisoned between the wall and his body. She stared at his coat and placed her hand on it, and said,

'œLord Raphlet, did you know that yesterday was ten days?'

The Albraka's uniform, which covered the neck, made Raphlet's ascetic impression more impeccable.

The gold epaulettes on the black uniform and the gold buttons all seemed to be made for Raphlet. Just as Albraka branded Raphlet him as the leader and saint.

He looked more noble than anyone when he wore the Albraka uniform. The act of unraveling such clothes with one's own hands gave Yuriel a deep sense of satisfaction.

Raphlet, in the eyes of men should always be noble, but in front of her....

Yuriel's heart was beating fast. She was trying to distract him to stop him from saying that he would send her back to Mogris, but as she began to undress Raphlet, her body felt hot.

Even though she dropped the epaulette coat to the floor, Raphlet did not reproach Yuriel. He just stood there watching Yuriel move.

She unbuttoned all the buttons on his clothes, revealing his firm chest. The thick and slender pectoral muscles and flat abs seen from below caught Yuriel's attention.

It was common for knights to take off their tops during training, but Yuriel had no memory of seeing a knight with a more beautiful body than Raphlet.

In fact, it was an accurate expression that the body of the other knights did not matter. It was more of Yuriel's taste to see Raphlet's face rather than to see the other knight'™s bodies.

Yuriel's fingers touched Raphlet's stomach. His body, which was originally hard, became even stronger with Yuriel's touch. A sharp atmosphere filled the room.

Raphlet put up with the desire to rush in right away and said to Yuriel.

'œDidn'™t you say that you could last ten days?'

Yuriel's fingers touching the exposed flesh moved, Raphlet exhaled harshly and barely continued.

Yuriel answered in an unhappy tone.

'œI survived those ten days. Because yesterday was the tenth day.'

'œ'¦ Not now, Yuriel.'

Raphlet spoke in a heavy tone. The condition was not very good. If he held Yuriel now, it seemed that he would reveal a more ruthless nature than usual.

'œLord Raphlet.'

Yuriel looked at Raphlet's face and his lower body alternately, calling him out. His member was rising under his buckled trousers.

Contrary to saying no, it looked like it was possible enough.

"No. Now, my condition is'¦.'

Raphlet said while bending his arms that were trappingYuriel. Yuriel was suddenly sandwiched between the wall and Raphlet, with her face on his bare chest. His hot body was pulsating as if he wanted to move right away.

A sharp sigh was heard above Yuriel's head. She felt a tension similar to before a sexual encounter or just before a battle.

The sound of Raphlet exhaling softly was heard, followed by a long silence. After a while, Raphlet spoke in a calm voice.

'œ'¦ I should go out. I won't be coming into this room today, Yuriel, so go back to your room... .'

Raphlet straightened his body as if he was really going out. Seeing him adjusting his clothes, Yuriel quickly stretched out her hand.

'œYuriel!'

Yuriel's hand reached out to Raphlet's trousers. Raphlet saw a hand that unbuckled the buckle at once and shouted sharply.

'œLord Raphlet. If you are not feeling well, you should rest in your room. Where are you going? I will help you recover.'

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!"

"I don'™t know. Master."

Yuriel shook her head and blinked her eyes. Yuriel couldn't really understand Raphlet's words.

When he has an erection like this, what is wrong? And what was he going to do if he left the room in this state?

'œIf you don'™t want to be with me today, I'™ll just help you finish this and go out.'

It was the first time she had ever touched Raplet's member with her mouth and hands, but she was sure it would work out. Even though she was Raphlet'™s first partner, didn't he skillfully caress her, too?

Wait, she must be the first for Raphlet, too, right... ?

Yuriel frowned slightly at the sudden question. Still, she was quick to work her hands.

Yuriel unbuckled the buckle in the blink of an eye and took Raphlet'™s erect pillar out. Raphlet grabbed Yuriel's wrist in embarrassment.

'œRight now, take your hands off my pants and back off'¦!'

'œIt, it hurts. Master'¦.'

'œ'¦ Damn it!"

Unable to control his strength, his hand gripped Yuriel's wrist tightly. Yuriel's wrists, which were very thin compared to Raphlet's wrists, swollen red with a single gesture of his.

Yuriel let out a pitiful groan, and Raphlet took off his hand with an exasperated face and spit out swear words. The low voice grew loud enough to fill the room.

Surprised by her swollen wrist, Yuriel pushed away Raphlet, as she staggered and leaned against the wall. Raphlet was afraid that Yuriel's hands pushing him would put a strain on her wrist, so he couldn't even think of giving his body strength to hold on.

Using the swollen wrist as a weapon to intimidate him, a laugh seemed to come out of her mouth, but Yuriel barely suppressed her laughter as she crouched down.

'œYuriel!'

He called out Yuriel's name again wildly. Yuriel grabbed the gigantic member in front of her nose and put her lips at the head.

As the hot, slippery tip touched her lips, her whole body pounded. Her lips touched the head and it pulsated greatly.

Yuriel wet her dry lips with her tongue and began to swallow the head slowly. It was too big to put in her mouth, so she had to be satisfied with just biting the tip.

Yuriel, who barely had the tip in her mouth, blinked sadly.

When she saw it in the training class, it was possible to put it in at once.... Well, they weren't as big as Raphlet'™s.

Fumbling at the memory that she couldn't remember well, Yuriel moved her hands and lips eagerly. She was worried that the pillar she put in her mouth might hurt, so she clumsily licked it with her tongue, and then another swear word came from above.

Yuriel, who only rolled her eyes and looked up slightly, made eye contact with Raphlet, who was hitting the wall while spitting out profane swear words.

Raphlet's eyes were red.

He was holding Yuriel's head and hitting the wall to endure his desire to move.

Her lips were barely biting on the head, and her movements were clumsy. He didn't feel any real stimulation. Only when the tip of Yuriel's tongue brushed against his tip, for a brief moment, a strong sensation was felt, but it was only for a short time.

Raphlet looked down at Yuriel's face and bit his lips.

Why was the mouth so small, it looked like it had opened up to the limit just by holding the tip.

'œStop, don'™t do it.'

Raphlet gave one final warning. It was a warning that was brought out to regain even a little bit of his reason.

He didn't want to lose Yuriel's trust, even though he thought it was too much for him to receive. Even if it was never a safe place, he wanted her to believe that his arms were the only safe place.

He didn't want to lose Yuriel's trust because of the sexual desire and a lust for destruction that he didn't even understand.

'œUgh'¦.'

However, the moment Yuriel met his eyes and sucked more of his member into her mouth, his shallow patience was cut off.