The Doll and The Prince - v3 Chapter 47*, v3 Chapter 48*, v3 Chapter 49 (Patreon)

Naruhito (58)*
Hiiro's thing was getting bigger and hitting my buttocks.

“Wanna do feel good thing?”

I asked him, and it got even bigger.
I know. It feels so good when I rub it. I love it when Hiiro rubs mine sometimes. I like how good it feels.
I put my right hand down to rub Hiiro's, and I suddenly remembered.
Would it feel good if I put it in my mouth?
This was being forced into me. In my mouth and in my hole. At the time, I was in so much pain, suffering, and feeling sick that I couldn't even ask what the act was, only wishing that it would be over soon.
I wondered if they were harassing me to make me suffer, or if they were doing it because they no longer needed me and wanted to destroy me.
Others who were called to the bedroom said it was harder than training.
If I had to choose between drug experimentation and this, I would be torn.
Both were done at the risk of my life.
Before the shipment, there were no children broken by this act, but there might have been after the shipment.
On the battlefield, it was more reckless. Excited and reckless…
I shivered, and I think Hiiro could feel it.

“What's wrong?”

He asked in a gentle voice.

“... Does it feel good when done with mouth?”

I can asked Hiiro. I could feel him gasp a little.

“Does it feel good when put in the hole?”

He hugged me tightly and buried his face in my shoulder. I wondered if I had asked him something that was hard to answer.

“I'm sorry.”

I apologized in a small voice.

“... It feels good. It feels unthinkably good.”

Hiiro’s voice was also small, but I could hear it.
I see. It feels good to be in there. That's why they stick it in your mouth or hole.

“So it feels good to put it in.”
“... It’s supposed to feel good on the receiving end, too.”

I tilted my head. I don't know what one would have to do to make that feel good.

“That is something a couple in love do together. It’s a deed that supposed to feel good for both. Both are supposed to experience pleasure.”
“If you want to do it, you can put it in.”
“If you want to do it, I want to put it in. Because a married couple are supposed to do it together.”
“Then I wanna do it.”

Hiiro stood up with me in his arms.
My body started shaking on its own.
He was in a big hurry to get out of the bath, so I tilted my head and he said we were going to the bed.
My body started shaking on its own. On the bed. Bed…
The shaking didn't stop while Hiiro carefully wiped my body.
I'm sure he must have noticed, but Hiiro pretended not to know and proceeded to put my pyjamas on me.
After wiping himself off and putting on his clothes on, he picked the shivering me up, ad just stood there.
When he hugged me tightly, my trembling subsided a little.

“Naruhito. Do you think I would hurt you?”

I clung to him, still trembling, and shook my head.
I don't. Hiiro wouldn’t do anything painful, forceful, or unpleasant to me.
I knew this in my head, but I couldn't stop my body from shaking.

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Hiiro (52)*
“... Does it feel good when done with mouth?”

How should I answer that question? Is it okay to answer? He had done it with his mouth before, but he didn't know what it meant, right? Looking at the scars on his buttocks, it's not just the level of having it put in.

“Does it feel good when put in the hole?”

As I was unable to answer, Naruhito spoke again.

Of course he wouldn’t know. He just had it thrust in. And forcefully. His hole was torn. I wonder how they forced it in that small mouth of his. It must have hurt. He hadn't even had his first orgasm yet.

Maybe he just realized that it was supposed feel good.

I hugged him tightly, wondering how to answer.

"I'm sorry."

He apologized in a small voice. No. There's nothing for you to apologize for.

“... It feels good. It feels unthinkably good.”

I gave up and answered.

“So it feels good to put it in.”

No. That's it.

“... It’s supposed to feel good on the receiving end, too.”

He had a look on his face that doesn't really understand. If he doesn’t like it, we don't have to do it for the rest of his life.
But I don't want him to keep thinking it's something terrible. Someone please tell me what the right answer is.

“If you want to do it, I want to put it in. Because a married couple are supposed to do it together.”

When I said that, Naruhito replied clearly, “Then I wanna do it.”
When I said that we would do it in the bed, he started trembling… Was that the wrong answer? Should we do it in the bathroom? Or shouldn't we do it yet?
The options just kept going round and round.
Pretending not to notice that he was trembling, I put his pajamas on him and went back to his room.
The bed was carried out, and tatami mats were laid out under the large futon. Carpets were laid out all over the room. I was grateful for the quick makeover that was done in one day.
Now I didn't have to worry about falling out even if he escaped from the futon.
There were carpets everywhere, so there was less chance of him moving around and getting hurt.

Holding his trembling body, I grabbed the bath towel, perfumed oil, and contraceptives that were in the room. We laid the bath towel on the futon and sat down on it.

"Let's do something that feels good."

I whispered in his ear and gently kissed him. We have plenty of time. Don't rush it.

I gave him lots and lots of kisses, his favorite kiss, on his lips. As I did so, I stroked his penis, which was shivering and puckered up. Little by little, he stopped trembling, and I could feel him becoming absorbed in the kiss. I too was gradually becoming absorbed.

"It feels good doing this surrounded by the pleasant smell of perfumed oil," Naruhito whispered in a husky voice.
After closing his eyes with a relaxed face, he stayed in the futon, in my arms, until he woke up.
We were able to properly complete our wedding vows.

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Naruhito (59)
The day after I had an incredible time with Hiiro, I found myself spending the day in bed again. It wasn’t because I was feeling bad—quite the opposite. I couldn’t stand because my legs were weak, but I felt a delightful, almost euphoric lightness. There was no pain or discomfort, just a contented smile on my face as I lay there, grinning and rolling around in the futon.

I woke up close to noon and ate a meal that was brought to my room since I couldn’t make it to the dining hall. I felt a bit guilty about that. When Ikumatsu heard that we were awake, he came to our room. After examining me, still grinning and lounging in bed, he started to scold Hiiro.

"There are stages to this, even if you’re trying to overwrite the past, you know?"
"Ah, yes."
"What were you thinking, doing that when he was still weak from the fever?"
"But well, it was just once."
"That’s not the point."
"I see. But he slept well afterward, didn’t he? He’s not saying anything about pain or discomfort, right?"

Ikumatsu sighed deeply.

"It seems that’s the case…"
"He didn’t wake up."
"Though it doesn’t mean he’s completely better, it’s good that he’s spending more time in bed resting properly."
"Right?"
"Just don’t overdo it."
"I get it."

Hiiro picked me up effortlessly and hugged me tightly.

"Your Highness."
"Yeah?"
"Aren’t you supposed to be working?"
"I’m taking the day off."
"I’ll check on you again later."

With a light wave, Ikumatsu shot a mild glare at Hiiro before leaving the room.

"Are you really taking the day off?"

I couldn’t help but grin again, thrilled to be so close to Hiiro.

"Yes, today’s a day off. Let’s spend lots of time together."

"And tomorrow, too?"
"Of course."

I felt like my face was going to stay fixed in a permanent smile.
Right now, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been!