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NSFW ish - As usual don't read if stuff like this makes you uncomfortable. TBH read it and get used to it! But the universe is full of clean romances. I'm even editing one right now!
After
their dinner and bath, Leandroth came to Matilda’s room. For dinner as well, if
she didn’t discuss with the Chef, it would not be good.
But such heavy meals at
night…her stomach was going to get bigger.
Leandroth
hugged her and swayed side to side like he had a wagging tail. The maids bid a
quick exit.
‘Mattie…’
The
sound of her name whispered in her ear made tingles run down her spine. She did
not dislike it. It was rather comfortable.
‘Today
is the third time. Do you think it will still hurt?’ he asked. Matilda’s fair
cheeks were dyed red at the direct question.
‘Oh,
you idiot.’ She said.
‘Haha!
You’re so shy.’ She was shy and embarrassed. Surely, the only way to get used
to it was to do it over and over again. (Zuben: Surely!)
Leandroth
held Matilda close and tightly as he stroked her back. She had her cheek
against his broad chest and closed her eyes. He had such a beautiful body, she
thought, he was lithe yet powerful but not overly muscular.
‘I
wanted to be born to a man like you.’ She said sighing. It was an honest
feeling she’d had. Leanrdroth gave a long sigh over her head.
‘I
dislike it. Men are too uncouth. Women are nice to hold…but if you want to be a
man, then I will be a woman! I will still take advantage of my power and get
you as my wife.’
Somehow,
it was as though he was complaining.
‘A
wayward wife?’
She
had heard of it. A woman who ignored her husbands’ will.
‘I
will use the power of my station and country, to get you.’(Zuben: I have no
clue what they are on about here. None of the translations even made partial
sense, like they usually do)
His
body shook around her, she understood he was laughing, she laughed too.
‘Beloved,’
he said quietly while stroking her hair.
She
closed her eyes, she liked being stroked and hugged by Leandroth. She could
stay in this position forever. While her eyes were closed, it occurred to her
that Leandroth would make a beautiful woman: His golden brown hair that was
soft and smooth, his golden eyes and easy smile.
‘If
you were a woman, you would be crowned the Most Beautiful Princess.’
She
would like to see it, but she didn’t say that out loud.
‘If
you want to see that, please have a child.’
Her
brain shut down for a moment.
‘You
can give birth to a girl who looks just like me.’ He said, smiling gently as he
placed his hands on her breasts through her nightgown, like he was verifying
its softness. Her hands held on to his waist.
Her
breast swelled and tightened as he played with it, changing it shape and
moulding it in his hand.
‘Mattie,’
he called. She looked up to him and his lips covered hers. She wanted a deeper
kiss, so she stood on tip toes.
He stopped his ministrations for a moment, then
it got stronger, it almost hurt.
‘Nnn.’
She frowned slightly at the discomfort. Leandroth silently lifted Matilda and
sat at the edge of the bed, and placed her on his thighs. She wondered if she
was not heavy.
She
believed she was, but his soldier trained body does not seem to notice.
His
hands moved dexterously while kissing her, unravelling the ties of her night
gown. Her night gown had ties at regular intervals from the neck to the lower
abdomen with frills trimming the neck and seams. It was of high-quality silk,
it had a comfortable and smooth feel against her skin.
Leandroth
untied all the knots except the one in the middle of her chest. What was he
trying to do here? She wondered. This afternoon as well, he only undid some
buttons and left her clothes on. She tilted her head in thought.
Through
the gap, soft white skin could be seen glowing in the candlelight. He slid his
hand through the top of her gown, softly caressing her has he took out her
breasts, exposing them. He held them up in his hands, and the soft roundness
filled his hands. There were two small bud the colour of roses pointing
upwards, as though they wanted to be tasted. That simple desire scared her and
she turned away. She wondered if he’d prefer them bigger.
‘That…a
little more…big ones are better, aren’t they?’
She
had heard men say they liked big breasts. Back home, she did not hear such off
colour conversations usually, but at parties and balls, she usually met some
more liberal aristocrats with more knowledge of things like that and rumours.
Her chest seemed to be seen as: “Large ones that pretend to be small.”
It
seemed so amazing at the balls or soirees that she went to, where there was
plenty of cleavage on display; she began to think of them as a lady’s weapons.
Would
it not be hard to keep it supple? She couldn't neglect her exercises or they
will begin to sag soon.
‘...’
Leandroth looked at Matilda, and tilted his head, and then his gaze returned to
her chest.
‘Even
if you seem to glare silently, unfortunately it will not get bigger, but, I do
not think the form is bad, however…’
She
wondered what he was saying. Matilda looked down and lifted her breast with her
hand. She’s never had the chance to compare her breasts with someone else, so
what is so bad a shape that he had to stare so much?
She
did not like her own breasts. Like two weirdly shaped apples. She became sad;
her breasts. (Zuben: She gets sad really easily, doesn’t she?)
Because
she had always avoided being a woman, even though she thought of the breasts as
a symbol of womanhood, she still felt disgust when she looked at them.
‘I
am fascinated.’ He finally said. (Zuben: Matilda, let Leandroth land before you
jump into despair.)
‘Eh?’
by such ugly things.
‘To
the point I forget what I am about to say. They are really beautiful.’
He
holds the hand holding her breast up and pushed the breast even higher so the
nipple was directly in his heated gaze.
‘I
can’t take my eyes off them, they are so beautiful…sometimes I have no words to
describe and I can only say; “beautiful”’
He
laughed softly as he lifted the other breast from below. ‘They are heavier than
when in hot water. Do you not get stiff shoulders?’ While he was laughing, his
left thumb brushed against her right nipple. (Zuben: I don’t get why this
author has to be so specific on what side does what, it is a bit distracting,
or is that just me?)
She
moaned. And he began to fondle her breast firmly. Her bud puckered up as her
breasts became fuller; almost like she wanted him to lick it.
‘Leann.’
She called softly.
His
movements stopped and he looked up at her.
‘Stand
up a bit.’ He said quietly. When she stood, he put his legs together and pulled
her in so that she sat astride his legs.
‘…’
This was embarrassing, she thought.
Under
her nightgown is only her knickers. It was embarrassing to straddle him like
that with her undies exposed near his manhood. She could feel her cheeks and
ears burning red.
She
exposed her breast, and took his hands and held it up against them (Zuben:
Matilda, this is unlike you…)
‘I
dislike my breast, but if you tell me you like them, I get happy and I might
come to like them too.’
His
hand trembled a bit. Her tone was childlike, it was somewhat strange,
‘If
I get stiff shoulders, I can endure it.’
He
had a half smile, that lifted one side of his face,
‘Is
your hand painful?’
‘Hmm?’
Leandroth absentmindedly tilted his head.
‘Because…because
you were trying to touch it. So I wondered if you wanted to change your
position.’ Matilda said as she looked
away, trying to avoid his eyes. She really could not get used to is, yet, she
could not wait?
‘You
are so cute, everything about you is cute.’ He said as he kissed the top of her
head.
‘Eh?’
‘Beautiful,
soft and warm,’ he said with a happy smile, she looked at him, he looked like
he was in a trace.
‘Your
breasts symbolises you somehow; they are beautiful, soft, cute, warm and tight.
However, I don’t like talking about other men in bed it causes tension. Even
your relatives are irritating. But I understand why your father did not want
you to be Queen.’ (Zuben: Erm…what? What? Where did this conversation come
from? I assure you mina-sama; I have no clue why this sentence is here. Not a
one.)
‘Huh?’
(Zuben: you and me both, sister)
Somehow,
‘What?’ is the only thing she could say.
‘You
are too kind,’ he said with a bit of a wry smile.
‘Being
a king is a heavy responsibility. Your father probably did not want his beloved
daughter to carry such a weight.’
Zuben:
I get it. Leandroth had an emotion wave (emotion version of a brain wave),
because Mattie wanted to please him despite her shyness.
I
just had a thought as I finished this, do my comments detract or distract? I
suddenly had this vision of my comments appearing like a ghost in the middle of
scenes…
Thank you for your work~
ReplyDeleteThe story is really nice, I hope that u won't drop it anytime soon~
But...... The 18+ part is...well...(-///-)
And i feel uncomfortable reading too many things about boobs......
I´m the only one who can´t comment?, I don´tknow.. in early chapters I try but... the page don´t let me.... bue i only want to say this.... Thanks for translating!! is interesting your comments too..... I love this story... and not only for the r-18 *shy*
ReplyDeleteI laughed a bit reading your comments. It adds to the story somehow. You're like a funny backround character.
ReplyDeleteThis is quite a soft story for a smut.
ReplyDeleteAnd I like your comments! They're funny to read
Reading your comments are akin to sitting with my own mind or even another reader and asking the relevant questions and then having you to answer them for us. Some things are over my head because I have not read the RAWS. But, I couldn't anyway since I don't read or speak Chinese.Thank you for pulling me through this novel with anticipation.
ReplyDeleteUrm, I think she meant that she wanted to be born AS a man like him, not born to a man like him. One makes her a man, the other makes her his daughter lol... The whole conversation is that she has always felt useless as a female because she can't rule. So she wanted to be born male, like him. He then says that then he'd want to be born as a woman, and take 'him' as 'her' wife. Well, husband, but I guess they were referring to her as wife because he still wants to be on top lol. And since he'd still be royalty if he was a female, he'd use all his power to woo her. And would be like a woman that ignored her husband's will, because she's the one who's doing the chasing.
ReplyDeleteThis is all conjecture, but seems to be where the conversation is going anyway.
I got the first half, it was when it got to wayward wife and I lost the plot for a bit. Lots of rubbing my head like Professor X.
DeleteTo my understanding when Leann said he did not like her talking about other man it was because the whole reason she hates her ample breast is because she wants to be born as a man so that her father would had loved her if she were a man. I think Leann connected the dots by himslef. And Mattie herself doesnt even understand where her own complex coming from
ReplyDeleteMattie always had this complex about hating herself since she though her father hates her for being born a woman and loves his son more than her. She did admit that she has a father complex lol.
Thank you for your translation btw! Its been a year since you post it but i just read it now and i really enjoy it
Thank you for reading and commenting. Leann did a lot of connecting the dots...*le sigh
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