Ch.232Side Story: Imperial Princess Laura

“What exactly are you doing here, Your Highness the Crown Prince?”

When I stopped by the library and headed to where Laura was said to be, I found her, as expected, leisurely flipping through a book while completely stiffening the entire surrounding area.

Everyone seemed unable to breathe properly with the Crown Prince nearby.

“What am I doing? Can’t you see? I’m reading a book.”

“Surely you have plenty of private places to read books rather than public spaces.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t have a suitable place to rest my body.”

“Are you determined to get the librarian’s head chopped off?”

“It’s a joke, don’t worry.”

Laura smiled brightly, closed her book, and stood up. The people around us were silently begging me with their eyes to take him away quickly.

“I heard you called for me.”

“You heard correctly. I called you because there’s something I need to look up.”

“Something to look up, you say?”

“You’ll see when we get there.”

Laura tucked the book she was reading under her arm and strode between the bookshelves. As I followed behind, I glanced back at where we had just been.

The previously tense students were now sighing with relief and slowly finding their seats again. Even so, no one dared to touch the seat where Laura had been sitting.

We walked deep inside for quite some time. The number of bookshelves was enormous, befitting the building’s size. We passed more than twenty shelves with hundreds of books each, and it seemed like there were just as many more ahead.

If this was just one side of one floor, I couldn’t even imagine how many books were stored in the entire building.

“Here it is.”

Laura stopped behind the most secluded bookshelf next to a pillar and put the book back into an empty slot.

“Do you know something, Mira?”

“Hmm. Probably not.”

After confirming no one was around, I responded informally.

“The bookshelves in this world are basically enchanted. They won’t budge even if one or two people push or pull with all their weight.”

“Isn’t that how it should be? If these fell over, it would take forever to clean up.”

“It’s also surprisingly secretive. Popular sections are crowded with people, but unpopular sections might not see a single visitor all day.”

Hearing this, I examined the number on the bookshelf Laura was leaning against. It was labeled ‘Demon Race Novels.’ In a world at war with demons, novels featuring demons as protagonists would certainly be unpopular.

The author would be accused of being a traitor collaborating with demons, and the work would be treated as subversive literature—lucky not to be destroyed. Especially after the succubus incident a few months ago.

“That’s true. But why bring this up suddenly?”

“Combining these characteristics, don’t you think it’s similar to the movie theater where you and Priscilla enjoyed your date?”

“…”

At this point, I began to grasp his intention. He hadn’t come here just for a private conversation. He wanted something more.

“Are you serious? In a place like this?”

At my question, Laura’s lips curled into a cold smile. He seemed pleased that I had caught on to what he was planning.

“Unfortunately, I can’t answer that question. I need to find a book now. Just wait a moment.”

Laura’s body rotated halfway. His back, which had been leaning against the bookshelf, now faced me.

He slowly bent over. His buttocks moved backward, and as he slightly raised his upper body, his waist formed an elegant concave curve.

Despite claiming to be looking for a book, his posture suggested otherwise. As proof, his head was half-turned, looking back at me.

Unless he could move each eye independently like a chameleon, it was a position from which he couldn’t possibly see any books.

“Hmm. I can’t see it. Perhaps it’s lower down. Please wait a moment.”

Laura bent his waist even more. Naturally, his buttocks pushed out further toward me.

Perhaps wanting to emphasize his androgynous charm, Laura’s pants were designed much tighter than those of other male students, despite pants not typically being flowy garments.

Just comparing with mine, the difference was clear. If mine were like regular jeans, Laura’s were more like skinny jeans or, exaggerating slightly, almost like leggings.

Bending over in such tight pants, what would happen?

“Hmm… Is it here?”

His buttocks were prominently emphasized, and as his pants were pulled down, the Y-shaped crease between his buttocks became visible. His uniform coat, which should have covered him, had long since ridden up.

The natural indentation along his spine led down to where underwear should be visible…

Underwear…?

“…”

Despite about a quarter of his buttocks being exposed, there was no sign of underwear where it should have been visible. Noticing my strange expression, Laura chuckled and muttered:

“Come to think of it, I forgot to wear underwear today. Good thing I’m wearing pants. If it were a skirt, a great disaster might have occurred.”

He really came prepared.

I squeezed my eyes shut. One in a movie theater, one in a library. Why this desperate urge to do such things in public places? I couldn’t understand it at all.

Priscilla was actually better than Laura in this regard. In a movie theater, you can immediately tell if someone enters, the noise drowns out any sounds, and it’s dark all around.

But a library?

People could enter at any time, and although we were in the most secluded spot with shelves on both sides, people might still come, and in a library, you need to be even more attentive to footsteps.

Conversely, if any sound escaped from us, it would be over. Even I’m not superhuman enough to notice approaching people while engaged in such activities.

“Hmm… I still can’t see it.”

But Laura, seemingly unconcerned with such trivial matters, not only pushed his buttocks toward me but also began to rub against me suggestively.

The cleft of his buttocks, pressed against my groin, began to move obscenely. My groin responded, gradually swelling. I instinctively tried to back away, but my back hit the wall. There was nowhere to retreat.

Meanwhile, my groin continued to swell. Finally, it lodged between Laura’s legs, against his private parts. A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

“Oh my. My buttocks seem to be caught on something. This makes it difficult to find the book. How troublesome.”

“…And?”

As I barely managed to resist, thinking a library was inappropriate, Laura smiled, braced his hands against the bookshelf, and slightly pushed out his lower abdomen, arching his back.

My stimulated groin expanded fully. It felt as if it had protruded all the way to the front of his thighs.

“I’ll help prevent further awkward situations with my body.”

Twitch. My lower body responded more strongly than ever before. It was becoming impossible to suppress. It felt like the glans was about to burst through my pants.

My head was spinning. After struggling between reason and instinct for a while, I finally placed my hand on his slightly exposed hip bone, and Laura smiled triumphantly. His buttocks pressed even more firmly against my lower abdomen.

“…You’re not going to use a soundproofing spell, are you?”

“Of course not. If I were going to do that, I wouldn’t have chosen this place to begin with.”

I had asked just in case, but the answer was as expected. I try to accommodate his preferences as much as possible despite my guilt, but accommodating and understanding are two different things.

“Can you keep quiet?”

“I’ll try.”

“Trying won’t be enough.”

“We won’t know unless we try, will we?”

I sighed lightly and pulled Laura’s chin to kiss him. As soon as our lips met, his tongue pushed its way in.

While entwining my tongue with his and caressing his lower abdomen, I moved my hand lower. I unbuckled his belt and unfastened the hook of his uniform pants. Even the small click sounded loud.

I pulled down the much looser uniform pants, stopping halfway down his thighs. I couldn’t completely remove them, just in case.

With the pants resting at mid-thigh, I ran my fingers up his thighs. Laura only exhaled a faint “hmm” and didn’t resist my touch.

There was nothing in the way since he wasn’t wearing underwear. When I rubbed his private parts, my fingers became coated with slick fluid. It was a small but significant amount, enough to drip down.

I broke the kiss. Laura was looking up at me with a shivering expression.

“I’ve barely done anything. Why are you already wet?”

“Just thinking about what we’re about to do naturally made me this way. It started when you followed me, and when I was rubbing my buttocks against you, I thought I might climax on my own. Do you dislike such a lewd woman?”

“Of course not.”

I pushed Laura forward slightly and undid my belt as well. After unfastening the hook on my pants, even before I could lower the zipper, the front parted on its own, and my erection sprang out through the gap.

Gulp. Laura audibly swallowed at the sight of my member resting in the cleft of his buttocks.

“I’ve heard about it many times, but seeing it in person… Can such a brutish thing really enter a woman?”

“Yes. It goes in quite well.”

I didn’t explain how I knew that. Instead, I rubbed the glans against his entrance, which was already leaking fluid. Even that made Laura’s body tremble.

I stopped rubbing and pressed against the opening. While doing so, I checked our surroundings. No one had approached yet. Hoping it would stay that way, I thrust my hips forward.

“Hiss… kup…!”

Squelch. As the glans spread the entrance and began to penetrate, Laura gritted his teeth. Moans escaped through his clenched lips.

The inner walls writhed ceaselessly, trying to accommodate the foreign object. I covered Laura’s mouth with my hand and pushed in deeper. Laura sucked on my fingers.

By the time about a third of my member had disappeared, I heard a mumbling sound.

“Ih ih ah ahheady…?”

“What?”

I removed my hand. Laura, panting heavily, asked again.

“Is it all in already…?”

“What are you talking about? Not even half is in yet.”

“N-not even half? But, it already feels so full—kkuhk?!”

I moved my hips again. His body arched back and trembled. His fingers gripped the bookshelf tightly. True to his word, despite Laura pushing with all his might, the bookshelf didn’t budge.

“W-wait. It’s already full… oop.”

I grabbed his head and kissed him. Even with his lower body fixed and upper body half-twisted, Laura flexibly turned his body to entwine his tongue with mine.

Taking advantage of this, I pushed all the way in at once.

“—!!!!!”

The moan with nowhere to go echoed inside our mouths. His rigid body trembled like an aspen tree, signaling his climax.

The inner walls repeatedly contracted and spasmed, trying to accommodate the foreign object that had penetrated all the way to the womb. Though I had inserted it fully, this was just the first step. He needed more time to adjust.

With our tongues still entwined, I moved my hips slightly, just poking the cervix with the glans. Each time the cervix was stimulated, the inner walls tightened considerably.

When the wetness inside his passage felt almost the same as inside his mouth, I broke the kiss. Laura, who had been eagerly swallowing my saliva, still had his tongue sticking out, seemingly not yet recovered from his climax.

“I’m going to move now.”

Too weak to speak, he nodded in response. I pulled my hips back slightly and thrust in. The glans scraped against the inner walls as it penetrated, striking the cervix.

“Kkeuk?!”

A moan immediately burst out. I stopped my hips and looked around. It was quiet. For now. I leaned down, pressing my body against his back, and whispered softly:

“Be quiet. What if someone comes? Do you want to show others?”

“Heuup…”

Laura weakly lifted his vest and bit the hem. His eyes were tightly closed. The initially confident, seductive demeanor was completely gone.

After pushing aside his sweat-soaked hair and lightly kissing the back of his neck, I slipped my hand inside his vest to knead his chest while thrusting my member.

“Heugit… eup… kkeuung…”

Perhaps because I wasn’t moving too forcefully, his moans were surprisingly soft. As he seemed to be getting more comfortable, the inner walls were no longer just tightening but wrapping around my member snugly.

Our relatively quiet sex continued. By now, I had torn open his shirt buttons and was directly kneading his chest. He had come so prepared that he wasn’t wearing a bra either.

“Heueueueuup…!”

By the time his overflowing fluids had soaked his thighs and dampened his pants, Laura climaxed again. Savoring the trembling inner walls, I squeezed his chest while pinching and twisting his nipples between my thumb and index finger.

As I was admiring his writhing body and panting moans, I tried to lift his coat that had fallen down, but felt something hard inside.

‘What’s this?’

It was in the inner pocket of the coat. While Laura was distracted by the tingling pleasure from his nipples, I reached into the inner pocket. I grabbed something cylindrical.

When I pulled it out, I saw a plastic bottle with a tightly closed lid. Being transparent, its contents were clearly visible—a transparent liquid with quite high viscosity. It was about the size of a 250ml beverage can.

“…”

I stopped my slowly moving hips.

“Haeuung… Why did you stop… hup.”

Laura, who had been whimpering, turned his head and gasped when he saw the bottle in my hand. I held it up in front of him and shook it.

“What’s this?”

I already knew what it was. Though I claimed to have no experience with such things, I wasn’t so ignorant as to not know its purpose. I just wanted to see him embarrassed while explaining it himself.

“…”

No answer came. Instead, trying to change the subject, he began moving his hips to stimulate my member. His intention was obvious.

I brought my finger to the small hole just above our connection point, which was twitching with pleasure. As soon as my thumb poked his anus, Laura twisted his body as if struck by lightning.

“W-what are you doing! That place isn’t meant for—”

“Isn’t this what you brought it for?”

Ignoring his protests, I inserted my thumb. The first knuckle disappeared into the hole. Even with just one finger inserted, the sphincter tightened considerably. Laura’s body twisted as if having a seizure.

I gripped his buttocks with my other four fingers while scratching around the entrance of the hole.

“…!!!!!!”

The reaction was tremendous. This seemed sufficient preparation. I tore off the bottle cap with my front teeth and slightly spread the anus with both thumbs.

When the hole was spread to the width of three fingers, Laura began to struggle desperately.

“Eukkeut… s-stop… stop it… not there…”

“After coming so prepared, you want me to stop?”

Ignoring him, I poured the liquid from the bottle into his anus. The viscous liquid spilled into the cleft of his buttocks.

About half went well into the hole, but the rest overflowed, thoroughly wetting the cleft and flowing downward. A slight coolness transferred to my member, which had become quite warm.

“Kkeuup… heueueuup…”

I slowly pulled out my member. While Laura moaned at the clingy inner flesh reluctantly letting go, I held his body down forcefully and positioned my member at his anus.

Pouring the remaining lubricant on my member, I pressed the glans against the hole. His body trembled, and his buttocks tensed as if trying to reject the foreign object.

But despite such resistance, the well-lubricated anus seemed to be waiting for my member, twitching. I began to push the glans in as desired.

“N-no… please…”

“Too late.”

My member, thoroughly wet with fluids and lubricant, penetrated the lubricant-covered anus.

“Kyaheugeueut?!”

A moan like a scream burst out. Had I not covered his mouth instantly, it would have echoed throughout the sixth floor. It was that loud and rough.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no one nearby. I moved my hips again. My member stimulated the maximally stretched sphincter as it gradually disappeared into his buttocks. The tip of the glans scraped against the rectal walls.

Only after pushing my member all the way in did I stop my hips and check Laura’s condition.

“…”

Laura was trembling violently, covering his mouth with both hands while leaning his weight on me. His anus continuously tightened around my member, causing him to climax from that tightening, which in turn made the anus tighten again—a continuous cycle.

“They say strong women are weak in the anus, and it seems true. Right, Laura?”

“Heueueuuk… heuup… heut…”

No answer came.

Despite covering his mouth with his palm, his moans were quite loud. Had it not been for that, screams of pleasure would have echoed throughout the library.

“I’ve waited long enough, so I’m going to move now.”

“No… just a little more—kkeuhk?!”

Ignoring him, I pulled my hips back slightly and thrust in forcefully. The glans poked the innermost part. Laura twisted his body as if in agony.

The reason I’m being so forceful is partly for revenge. After all, Laura arbitrarily chose the library as a place for such acts. So he should experience the same treatment.

I moved more forcefully than when penetrating his front. The anus was also squeezing much more tightly than the vagina, as if trying to crush my member. The lewd sounds of the mixed lubricant bursting out like bodily fluids were an added bonus.

The sensation also seemed much better than the vagina. He climaxed seven times in just five minutes. Now he was so weak that I had to practically hold him up.

“Is it here? Where we heard that strange sound?”

“Yes. It should be around here.”

Suddenly, women’s voices were heard from far away. I froze, stopping my hips. Laura also stiffened.

Normally, I would have noticed them much earlier, even from a greater distance. But not now.

“This is where the Crown Prince went earlier. Shouldn’t we go somewhere else? What if we run into him?”

“He must have gone elsewhere. Surely he’s not still here. Besides, they’re both men—what reason would they have to make female sounds?”

“I… guess so?”

Footsteps were gradually getting closer. They were coming this way.

“But it was interesting. I’ve never seen someone the Crown Prince keeps so close.”

“I know. I’m jealous. I wish I could catch the Crown Prince’s eye and live an easy life.”

“Pfft! Someone like you?”

“What’s wrong with me!”

It was a subdued argument, befitting a library. I focused my senses in their direction. Fortunately, they seemed to be going in a different direction.

“Kkeuheueuup?!”

Suddenly, a moan echoed.

While focusing my attention elsewhere, I must have unconsciously relaxed my grip slightly. With Laura practically leaning on me, unable to stand on his own, it was natural that his body slipped when I loosened my hold.

My member, which had been fully inserted, scraped against the rectal wall and slipped out halfway. I immediately tensed my arms, but it was too late.

“…Did you just hear something?”

“Yeah. It was definitely around here…”

The voices came from the adjacent aisle. One more aisle, just one more, and we would be discovered. I quietly held my breath.

However, Laura seemed to have different ideas.

—Squeak.

His hips moved. I tensed my arms to stop him, but Laura’s movement was faster. My member, already tense from the situation and continuously stimulated before, couldn’t hold out long.

“…Ugh.”

Semen burst through my urethra and poured into his rectum. The glans twitched, savoring the sensation of ejaculating inside.

The pleasure of the first ejaculation lasted terribly long. I gritted my teeth and suppressed any sound.

I pressed my hips closer to prevent any smell from escaping. Laura was also convulsing, perhaps having climaxed from that. The sphincter compressed the base of my member as if trying to extract it.

“There’s nothing here. Let’s go. Someone probably dropped a book and hurt their foot.”

“Wow, are there really other idiots like you in the world?”

“Will you be quiet?”

While we desperately suppressed our moans, the voices faded into the distance. When I judged they were far enough away, I exhaled the breath I had been holding.

“Phew…”

As the tension eased, an indescribable pleasure washed over me. My waist felt like it might give out.

Laura was slumped over as if unconscious, having climaxed several times in that short period. Slowly, he raised his head to look at me. His face was covered in tears and saliva, his pupils half-dilated.

His lips curled up in a grin.

—One more time.

“…”

Silently, I gripped his sweat-soaked side.