SON OF THE HERO KING

"This is it for me. I will leave the rest to the two of you.”

Before the two could say any words, she opened the door and left, leaving them alone.

‘Sigh…It’s for the best.’

Nent had really hesitated, wondering whether she should participate or not, but in the end decided to refrain from doing so.

She knew that the reasons Kiyohime wanted to have sex with Sol weren’t out of love but mainly because of lust and stress.

Furthermore, while they appeared quite close lately, she knew deep down that Kiyohime had still not forgiven her. In such a situation, if Nent used the occasion to have sex with Kiyohime, then it would be nothing more than using Kiyohime when she was emotionally unstable.

She wanted to change. While she did not reject her old way, she admitted that she had to improve.

‘I am sure Sol will take good care of her.’

A smile formed on her face as she began to walk away alone in the corridor. Nent did not doubt that this would be a wonderful night for Kiyohime.

At the same time, she now knew what she would do with the secret message she received not long ago.

If she wanted a new start, then she had to deal with the shadows of the past.

—--

Back in Sol’s room, the two of them were surprised by Nent's earlier departure but Sol knew that now wasn’t the moment to fall in a daze. His experience told him that hesitation was the road to defeat in this situation. It was important to know when to advance.

Moving his hand, he formed a cluster of mana and changed it into a rope before throwing it at Kiyohime, ensnaring her in his trap and bringing her in his arms.

Kiyohime could have easily escaped from his actions, but she felt so awkward now that she was alone that she didn’t know what to do with herself.

Her earlier decision was something completely impulsive. Now that she was alone with him, she understood what was about to happen and it made her freeze.

It was only after she fell in Sol's arms that she woke up and the flush on her face suddenly spread until her collarbone.

‘I am so ashamed.’

She was about to speak but Sol beat her to it.

“We don’t have to continue if you don’t want to.”

She stopped herself and gazed in the depth of Sol’s eyes. The two of them were so close now, she could clearly see every inch of his perfect face and the worry in his eyes.

She understood that he wasn’t joking, while it wouldn’t have been possible for him to keep her against her will in the first place, she feared what would happen if her potential refusal made their relationship stiffer.

But now, it was clear that she thought too much. Sol was not the kind of man that would become angry simply because he was refused sex.

This knowledge allowed her to calm down. Once her mind settled, she couldn’t help but berate herself about how unsightly her earlier display was. How could she, the current Dragon Queen, act like such a wuss?

Her pride did not allow her to back down now that the situation had reached this point. She was determined to see it to the end even if it was the last thing she would do.

“Let’s do it.”

Sol chuckled at the blazing will he could see in her eyes. He understood that far from making her stop, his words only made her wish to continue even more.

Kiyohime wasn't a kid and was in fact his elder by many centuries. Warning her once was all he would do. Since she did not back down then it meant that she was ready.

This was why, rather than adding more words, Sol did what he knew he did best.

He kissed her.

At first, it was a gentle one, their lips barely touching as they each savored the feeling. Slowly, the kiss became deeper, more wanting, as if an all-consuming fire lighted up deep in their hearts and pushed them to seek more of each other.

Their lips parted, and their tongues clashed. Hugging Sol tightly while being deeply kissed by him, Kiyohime felt herself becoming lighter and her mind fainter.

How long did it last, she neither knew nor cared. All that mattered was that after the kiss finally ended, all forms of doubts in her heart vanished like smoke.

Dragons were being of pride, greed, and lust. Kiyohime was no exception to this rule.

“I want more.”

She muttered gently those words while nibbling on Sol’s ears before raining small kisses on his face and collarbone. When she finally reached his chest, she simply tore apart the poor clothes and continued to kiss his chest, leaving a trail of hickey on it.

She could feel something below her slowly hardening and poking her like a spear. Kiyohime knew exactly what it was and it caused her to give a small grin.

“Let me see what is down there, okay?”

She really wanted to see what made Nent scream so much. Once she made Sol lie down on the bed, she turned around, exposing her small well-toned butt encased in a black bodysuit to Sol while her face landed on his crotch.

Until then, she still kept her smile. After all, she felt as if she was in control of the situation. What could possibly go wrong?

“Oh my…”

Her thoughts did a whole 180 when she finally opened his trouser, liberating his sex from the constraint.

*Gulp*

‘This is supposed to go in me?’

Kiyohime felt a weird mixture of fear and excitement and the tingling in her lower part became stronger.

“Ah~!”

She suddenly felt a shiver of pleasure when a finger poked her at a very specific place.

“Sol!?”

“Don’t mind me. Continue what you were doing.”

Sol let out a somewhat evil chuckle before grasping her butt in his hand. Even through the suit, he could see the shape of her vagina. Gently tracing that part for a while, ignoring the trembling Kiyohime, he took away his fingers and let out a small laugh.

“You are totally wet. I am surprised. It seems like my dear Kiyo isn’t as prim and proper as we thought.”

Kiyohime blushed in shame but she couldn't refute his words. She was indeed in heat right now and it had been very long since the last time it happened.

"I hope you are ready. I am taking the kid gloves off."

The tearing sound followed by the slight breeze on her bottom told her that clothes ended the same way Sol's shirt did not long ago.

Though she wasn't given time to ponder touch much before a moist sensation greeted her. She knew that he was now licking her.

'I won't lose.'

Fighting to control the urge to moan, Kiyohime opened her mouth wide and slowly began to work on a blowjob.

"Careful with the teeth."

Kiyohime could hear the sharp intake of breath Sol took and immediately began to act carefully.

'It's like licking an ice cream.'

Since she was unable to take it in her mouth, she changed track and slowly began to lick it from all sides.

Gently, carefully.

At the same time, she would use her hand to pump his shaft.

It was clumsy, showing her lack of experience in dealing with male genitals, but Sol didn't care. He enjoyed it all the same and continued to carefully lick her.

He could feel her breath becoming heavier and her movements slower. Still, he did not stop.

When he was finally sure that the build-up was terminated, using his thumb, he flicked her little button.

The result was immediate and her climax was beautiful.

"Well, I guess I won the first round. Time for round two!"

Dealing with virgins was always a special experience and Sol would do his best to make it even better.

(AN: No threesome sadly. I really wanted to but it would cheapen the current relationship between Kiyohime and Nent.)