Chapter 11: Seduction (1)

Large masculine hands wrapped around her modest breasts.

'Nnn~!'

He lifted from the bottom, scooped the soft flesh pushing them together and caressed them. Amber felt her body begin to tingle as his warm hands warmed her.

But Amber was beginning to feel embarrassed watching him do this, and she was puzzled by the feeling growing in her lower abdomen. She pushed Ernest's hands away.

'Hold on a moment…' she said,

'Amber?'

'C-could you…' please stop touching my breasts. Please stop staring; she wanted to tell him to stop, but she was too timid.

'Um…' But Ernest was aroused because of the love potion she had unintentionally given him. So aside from the problem of becoming Queen, she felt responsible for quelling his fever.

She did not think a 'calm every day' was waiting for her should she become betrothed to the King. To be honest, she wanted to run away.

All this happened because she failed. Because of this, she could not help thinking there was no other way.

Above all, it was very dangerous to continue resisting. Ernest was willing to do these things to her in the ballroom where all the guests were. Rather than being taken in the ballroom with all the guests, it would be better to get it done here.

But...But.

It was one thing to take responsibility, tolerating the fondling was another.

He had told her he preferred her small breasts to large ones, even though it was easy to see that was true, Amber did not have such thick nerves. Rather, she didn't want him paying any attention to them. She took deep breaths as she looked into the lust clouded golden eyes.

'Ernest, do not bother with me...instead...um...Ernest…'

Although she was twenty, she was inexperienced and only had a broad knowledge of proceedings. So the indecent words she wanted to say were disproportionate to someone like her. However, she still felt too embarrassed to say them out loud. She blushed.

Ernest smiled at her and continued his fondling.

'Ah~ oh~'

'Don't panic. You wanted me to do so something? Well, I guess we could do it another time.'

'But! Ah~ but…'

Ernest kissed her refusal away and entangled her tongue with his.

It seemed as though her body had firmly recognized kissing as something pleasurable, contrary to her resistant mind, her body was direct in her acceptance of him. (Zuben: thank Zeus for the body's acceptance because we were beginning to feel somehow about the whole thing)

He sucked up her tongue making obscene sounds emerge, then gently kissed and licked her mouth. At the same time, his gentle hands fondled and massaged her breasts. Amber began to wriggle her waist unconsciously.

Ernest broke the kiss and asked in a whisper near her ears, 'Amber, have you heard?'

He sucked and bit on her earlobe, making her grow red in embarrassment.

Amber tried to reply, but when she tried to speak a loud mewl like a kitten emerged, making her blush deepen. Ernest's hands began to grope her more firmly,

'I heard that if a woman's breasts are fondled by her husband, they will grow. However, I am not certain about the veracity of this, but it is worth trying, isn't it?'

His breath was like the tickle of a feather against her ear.

She wondered if it would work. Although she was a bit lost, she would like to try at least just to get rid of her complex on the matter.

Ernest, whose golden eyes had been watching her like a hawk, did not miss her contemplation, 'If you become my wife, I could use my privilege as your husband to try and get them as big as you want.' (Zuben: *squiff squiff squiff*)

'And you can continue to make lace. While I think you will be quite busy with your duties as Queen, I will support you as much as I can.'