Jane Austen really said ‘I respect the “I can fix him” movement but that’s just not me. He’ll fix himself if knows what’s good for him’ and that’s why her works are still calling the shots today.
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CW: Nipple play, fingering, vaginal sex
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She said that my selfish wish may already have been happening.
(But I--)
I don’t think the moment would ever come when this selfish wish would truly be fulfilled.
I kissed Kate on the lips in the middle of the lavender field.
Kate: “Mmn, Ellis…”
Changing the angle, I bit her lip and entangled our tongues.
When I opened my eyes slightly, I saw her clinging to me desperately, accepting my kisses.
Ellis: “Ahh, Kate, you’re so cute.”
Kate: “Nnngh!”
When I put my hands around the back of her head and deepened the kiss, Kate resisted slightly.
(Maybe she’s shy because we’re outside.)
Just as I’d expected, she spoke between kisses.
Kate: “Mmnn, not, mmm, here”
(There’s no one here but us, but…)
I had wanted her to enjoy the lavender fields until it was time to board the train, but
Ellis: “…I think my patience has reached its limit.”
Kate: “Huh, whoa, nngh!”
(I want to touch you right now.)
I had reached my limit, so I kissed her and started walking away.
She noticed the scent of lavender fading away and tried to open her eyes.
I continued kissing her regardless—
Kate: “Ellis, where are we?”
Finally, the rain of kisses came to an end, and Kate looked up, her eyes round.
Kate: “Oh…is it time for the train already?”
She seemed to have misunderstood something, so I smiled.
Ellis: “Nope, it’s not time for the train.”
Kate: “….Huh?”
Ellis: “I’m bringing you back to the inn now and we’ll check out in the evening.”
Kate: “What, why—”
She stared into my eyes, confused.
As if she noticed the heat in my eyes, her face started to turn red in surprise.
(So cute…)
Kate was so cute as she buried her face into my shoulder and sighed shyly.
Ellis: “I want you.”
When I said that and chuckled, she replied in a small voice.
Kate: “…we did a lot yesterday, though.”
Ellis: “Yeah, but I want to do it again today.”
I heard an embarrassed groan and I stroked her back.
Ellis: “Kate, can I be selfish?”
Kate: “Huh?”
Ellis: “Today is my birthday.”
I was taking advantage of her good nature, that wants to fulfill my selfish desires.
When I spoke in a deliberately whiny voice, Kate looked up and puffed out her cheeks—
Kate: “That’s not fair, Ellis.”
She kissed my lips.
The moment we arrived at the inn, we collapsed into the bed, kissing each other.
Kate: “Mnn, nngh!”
Kate welcomed my tongue into her small mouth and while she was engrossed in the kisses, I gradually took off her clothes.
When I untied the ribbon of her blouse and put my hands on her corset, her exposed breasts stood out.
Ellis: “Cute.” 9745
Kate: “Gahh”
When I pinched her nipple, which was begging to be touched, I began to hear her sweet sounds.
I played with it with my fingertips, occasionally pinching hard and rolling it around with the tip of my tongue, watching her reaction.
She was breathing shallowly with a red face and writhing cutely in frustration.
I suppose it was only natural that I would want to see her in a more disheveled state.
Kate: “Ellis, right there…”
Ellis: “Mmm, does it feel good?”
While teasing the tip of her breast, I pulled down her skirt with one hand.
I traced my finger along her underwear, and it quickly became wet.
Ellis: “Your underwear got wet right away.”
As I pushed her underwear aside, and stroked her wet folds, Kate’s body arched in shock.
Ellis: “Look, it’s getting puffy here.”
Kate: “Nnghaah”
Ellis: “The inside is already so wet, look, my fingers keep getting pulled in more and more.”
Kate: “Hey, don’t say that…gh!”
While rubbing her swollen bud, I buried one finger in her wetness.
I slowly inserted and removed it, creating an exaggerated noise, and Kate’s lips trembled in embarrassment.
I enjoyed the hot, slick place with one finger, then buried another inside her and began to move it vigorously.
Kate: “Aah, ghh, Haah!”
Letting out a sweet cry, she desperately tried to escape, but I grabbed her wrist and sped up the movement of my fingers.
Her insides tightly gripped my fingers and Kate’s body trembled as she collapsed against the bed.
She looked at me with a dazed, lewd face and tears in her eyes.
Kate: “…Ellis, you’re being kind of mean today.”
She pouted her lips and gave me a look of protest, but that only made me feel even hotter.
(I say mean things on purpose to get you riled up.)
But, I wanted to keep that a secret.
(Because I love seeing you get worked up by my words at random moments.)
To be honest, I felt like those moments were becoming fewer and fewer.
I put my hand on my belt and touched her cheek.
Ellis: “Do you hate how mean I am?”
The answer was already obvious.
Kate: “…No matter what kind of person you are, Ellis, I love you.”
Holding her with her arms around my neck, I pressed my tip into her wetness.
Ellis: “Yeah, me too.”
Ellis: “I love you too.”
The heat that permeated our bodies didn’t subside until the sun went down.
Ellis: “Kate, hurry up, at this speed we won’t make it to the train.”
Kate: “I-I know!”
We’d been making love in bed for over half the day,
Now we were walking quickly to the station to catch the last train to London.
But Kate’s steps were unsteady and she clung to my arm while desperately trying to move her legs.
Kate: “…It’s not like it’s because of what you did to me, Ellis.”
She muttered quietly, a sulky expression on her face.
Remembering the fact that we had been together just moments ago, my body grew hot again.
(I thought I did it a lot, but now I want her again.)
(And it’s all because Kate is so cute.)
I felt it was all her fault, the way she unconsciously looked at me with a provocative expression.
I kept pushing the responsibility onto her in my mind and telling myself to be patient, be patient.
(When we get back to the castle, we’ll decorate the cake base that Kate hand I prepared together and feed each other.)
(After that, we’ll take a bath together, and then—)
It would be around midnight before I would be stripping her again.
(But I think it might be too much for Kate, so we’ll just do it once…)
Kate: “…Come on!”
The voice brought me back from my thoughts and I looked up.
Before I knew it, Kate was walking one step ahead of me, holding my hand.
Though her steps were unsteady, she gathered the strength and walked ahead, the sunset dyeing her back red.
Ellis: “Kate.”
Kate: “What?”
When I casually called her name, Kate turned around and smiled at me.
Her gentle smile was so beautiful.
I embraced her, overcome with a vague anxiety that she would vanish with the twilight.
Kate: “Ellis?”
Kate tilted her head quizzically in my arms, but I just held her even tighter.
Ellis: “I love you.”
When I told her that, she giggled, seemingly unaware of my anxiety.
Kate: “I love you too.”
The distant sound of a bell signaled that there wasn’t much time left until the train would depart.
I picked her up and kissed her on the cheek.
Ellis: “Hold on because I’m going to run.”
Kate: “Okay.”
I ran at full speed, so that the twilight couldn’t take her away from me.
(I want to be involved in everything that makes you happy.)
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▪︎ Gilbert von Obsidian
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Ellis: Oh! Isn’t that the snack you were curious to try, Kate?
Ellis: I think this dress would really look good on you. What do you think?
Ellis: And over there—
Ellis looked happier than usual pushing me in my wheelchair while we went on a stroll around town.
When I glanced up at his face, I recalled how we ended up in this situation.
[ Flashback ]
Kate: Owww…
Ellis: Kate, are you okay!?
It happened a few days back.
I spotted Ellis and wanted to surprise him, so I ran over to throw my arms around him from behind.
But before I could grab him, my foot caught on the carpet and I fell forward.
There was a dull crack and as I lay on the floor, Ellis rushed over looking worried.
Ellis: That sounded awful. Which foot did you hurt?
Kate: Left… ugh…
I writhed in pain as I pointed to my right ankle, and Ellis immediately picked me up and carried me straight to Roger’s infirmary—.
[ Flashback End ]
It turned out to be a sprain that would take two weeks to heal.
(I can't believe I’m in this state just because I tripped.)
I only had a brief moment to lament how weak and fragile my body was.
Because I couldn’t walk, Ellis devoted all his time to taking care of me, and a life of having him fuss over me all day and night began.
(It’s like I’m turning into someone who can’t live without Ellis…)
I kept insisting that he didn't have to do anything for me, but now I found myself relying on Ellis for everything — having my meals, getting changed, and even taking baths.
(But the fact I’m so happy about this is just so in-character of me.)
His love was like oxygen.
It was needed to breathe, but too much and it would turn into poison.
But I’ve already become someone who can’t live without that oxygen — him.
(I’m so happy.)
As I was wishing this happiness would never end, I suddenly realised him staring down at me—
Ellis: Do you still remember the last time you were in a wheelchair?
Kate: Yeah. You pushed me around back then too, and we had such a fun time together.
Back then, I was feeling low about being hurt, and so he brought me out on a wheelchair.
Remembering how similar today felt to that day, I narrowed my eyes affectionately and smiled at the memory.
However, Ellis looked slightly disappointed.
Ellis: I didn't really think about it the last time, but today I noticed something not so good about wheelchairs.
Kate: Huh?
Ellis: It’s that I can’t see your face very well.
I couldn’t help but laugh when he leaned in close and peered into my face.
Kate: I was thinking the same thing.
Ellis: Carrying you in my arms would solve everything.
Kate: But that would tire you out.
Ellis: I’m fine with that. But the wheelchair is more fun for you, isn’t it?
Seeing the troubled look on his face… I reached up to cup his cheeks and pressed a kiss to his lips.
Kate: But it lets us kiss in a different way how we usually do.
Ellis’ lips lifted into a sweet smile in response to my words.
Ellis: Upside down kisses are nice too.
He happily stole another kiss from my lips.
…
Our enjoyable time together flew by in the blink of an eye.
We came to a hill overlooking town.
Kate: Wow, so beautiful…
The town was dyed in the colours of the setting sun.
Red, orange, yellow, purple, navy — blending together in this hour called twilight.
Ellis: I think the view’s better from here.
Kate: Whoa—
He lifted me, bringing me closer to the twilight.
Ellis: Hey, Kate.
Ellis suddenly called my name in a soft and sweet voice.
Kate: What is it?
When I turned my eyes onto him, he gave me a small smile.
Ellis: Let’s get married.
Kate: Wha…
Gazing at me with such love and tenderness — he pulled a ring out of his pocket.
Ellis: I realised something while taking care of you when you’re hurt.
Ellis: I want to always stay by your side from now on, caring for you.
A breeze blew, and the wheelchair shifted ever so slightly.
Ellis: I want to share the joy when you're happy, be there to comfort you when you're sad, and to hold you close when things are hard.
Ellis: I want to make you happy forever and ever.
Ellis: Because I realised once again that making you happy is what makes me happy.
Ellis wore a gentle smile as he turned to look at the town dyed in the colours of twilight.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt like I was about to cry when Ellis asked in the most tender voice,
Ellis: Will you marry me?
A single tear rolled down my cheek.
Kate: Yes, I will.
Kate: I will become your wife, Ellis…
I nodded through my tears, and Ellis slid a ring onto my left ring finger with a slightly troubled smile.
Ellis: What should I do, Kate?
Ellis: I’m already so incredibly happy, and yet it feels like we’re about to become even happier.
Those words made me chuckle.
Kate: That’s true. We’re going to become so, so much happier.
Carrying me in his arms, Ellis spun around on the spot and we laughed together.
Twilight slowly melted into nighttime.
…
<< Fast Forward to Wedding Day >>
And so today, we vowed our eternal love to each other.
After the wedding ceremony was over and everyone had left the venue, our eyes met.
Just like that day, we stood under the twilight that made the rings on our ring fingers shimmer.
Ellis: I thought the happiest moment of my life was when you said yes to my proposal, but now I'm even happier.
He cupped my cheeks with a tender smile.
Kate: Our happiness will only keep on renewing from now on.
His smile deepened at my words.
Ellis: … I was thinking of when the happiest moment of our lives would come.
Ellis: But maybe it won’t come until we’re both granny and grandpa.
Until we become wrinkled old people, we will continue renewing the happiest moment of our lives.
Until the day he kills me.
Kate: If it’s with you, I’m sure I’ll still be happy as an old granny.
Ellis: Fufu, yeah. I’m sure we’ll both be.
We closed our eyes, and without another word from either of us, our lips met in a loving kiss.
From this moment on, we will continue painting and shaping our blissful future together — until the ultimate happiest moment arrives, until my life is taken.
Falling into Sin with the Black Tiger ~ Gilbert's 4th Birthday
▪︎ Chapter 3
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It’s your birthday---and Obsidian castle is eerily quiet.
The only thing celebrating Gilbert’s birthday was the starlight from the canopy up above. No one else even mentioned his birthday.
The tension of thoroughly avoiding the topic that is off-limits is eating away at me as well, but I mustered my spirit to shake them off and energetically proceeded with the preparations from the morning.
Emma: Lies….
Gilbert: Thank you for the food. Everything was delicious.
(Today’s meal was enough to easily feed 30 people…enough to host a party.)
Extra large salad with ham, cheese and vegetables; meat pies served on a platter; a huge amount of creamy pasta and a large number of dry fruits….
Even though I prepared several other items to fill our stomachs, Gilbert consumed nearly 80% of everything.
(I was already full after eating only 20% of it.)
Emma: I’m glad you had a lot to eat.
Gilbert: That’s how delicious your cooking is.
Gilbert: By the way, little rabbit, I think it’s about time.
(…Maybe I got too nervous waiting for the right time.)
Emma: Well then…
Emma: Happy birthday, Gilbert.
I stood up and gave him the present I was hiding under the table.
Gilbert: Heehee, thank you. I wonder what you got me.
Gilbert: I was curious because you didn’t buy anything back then.
(This is the tensest moment.)
After receiving it, Gilbert immediately unwrapped the gift and carefully opened the small box.
Gilbert: I see….
Placed on top of a velvet cloth are cufflinks that were made directly by a craftsman at a jewellery store.
The method of taking gemstones purchased from a jeweller to a workshop to have a one-of-a-kind piece made is apparently not uncommon in mineral-rich countries.
Gilbert: This is your colour.
Emma: You understood?
Gilbert: Of course. You were the first person who came to mind when I saw this.
(I chose a colour I often wear, but he noticed it right away.)
Emma: That day, when we were looking at jewels, I was actually watching you the entire time.
Gilbert: Yeah, I knew.
Emma: Our eyes met many times.
Gilbert: But, it helped you think of a gift, didn’t it?
Emma: Yes. You have always been interested in me, not in gemstones.
Emma: I chose a piece of jewellery that represents me.
(It’s neither a rhodolite garnet nor obsidian.)
(I wanted to give my own colour, not a nation’s.)
(…..It’s a little embarrassing though.)
Gilbert: This is the best thing to please me. I love this gem.
It wasn’t just flattery; his blood-red eye gazed at the gem with affection.
(I’m glad that it made you happy.)
Gilbert: Hey, Emma. Will you put it on for me?
Gilbert took out the pair of cufflinks and handed them out to me.
I immediately tried to attach it with Gilbert’s shirt cuffs but it was harder than I thought.
Emma: I need some tips.
(I know how to put it on, but it doesn’t stay in place….)
(Oh I get it, how about this?)
Emma: There, done—
When I looked up after being satisfied with my result, Gilbert gently pulled my head close and made a soft sound.
Gilbert: Thank you.
Emma: Y..you’re welcome.
Gilbert: Hehe, your face is bright red.
Emma: …..It’s the usual.
Gilbert: Is that so? That’s because you love me as much as I love you.
The affectionate gaze that was directed at the gem, now shifted to me. It was unclear who started the second kiss.
(I wonder if this will also be a gift for Gilbert.)
He holds me by the waist and invites me onto his lap.
As our breaths intertwined, his cold hands started to unbutton my blouse, but I didn’t stop him.
Gilbert: Shouldn’t you say something like “at least in your room”?
Emma: Do whatever you want on your birthday, Gil.
Gilbert: Really? Then I won’t hesitate….
….....
(I asked him to do whatever he wants….)
Gilbert: Hurray, little rabbit.
Emma:…I..can’t move anymore.
( He made love to me in the dining room, then again upon returning to his room, and again when we took a bath together…)
Eventually, fatigue pinned me down to the black sheets.
Gilbert: So you’ll sleep naked?
Emma: …I want to wear clothes.
Gilbert: Right?
(I need to muster all my strength.)
Gilbert had carried me from the bathroom to the bed, and I somehow managed to sit up.
As directed, I raise my hands and Gilbert covered me with a black negligee.
Gilbert: Heehee, even when lazy you are cute.
Even the slightest touch of a kiss on my hair makes my tormented body react sensitively.
Gilbert seemed to be in a good mood and more satisfied than usual.
(Even though I get embarrassed from just thinking about it….)
Emma: Gil, did you have a good time today?
Gilbert: Of course. It’s just….
Gilbert: The only thing that’s been bothering me is that I haven’t been able to answer the question you asked me.
(“What do you want to do?” - I haven’t heard the answer from Gilbert yet.)
Gilbert: I want to ask you, Emma. Do you have any ideas?
Emma: ..Let’s see…
Emma: Do you remember the happiest moment of your life?
Gilbert: What about it?
Emma: The memories that remain most vividly in your heart might be the ones closest to what you really want to do.
Emma: Do you have anything in mind, Gil?
Gilbert lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Although his birthday was nearing its end, I watched over him quietly, not wanting to give up until the very end.
Gilbert: In the dance hall….
Gilbert: That was the first time I heard your feelings.
(….!)
Gilbert: The moment you cried for me is the one I remember the most.
Gilbert: And then, I danced with you. I guess it was a celebratory dance.
Gilbert: I still can’t forget your smile at that time.
Emma: I remember it too.
(I can still vividly picture Gilbert’s smile at that time.)
Gilbert: Emma….I’ve decided.
Gilbert: I want to dance with you again.
*skips to the ballroom*
The footsteps of two people echo in the dance hall where the stars in the sky shine like a chandelier.
It has been a while since I last intertwined my fingers with Gilbert and danced together.
Gilbert: You said earlier that you couldn’t move.
Emma: My happiness got the better of me.
Gilbert: Aren’t I just being selfish?
Emma: That selfishness makes me happy.
(Because I want you, who always sits on the throne as a great villain for the sake of others, to feel happiness even if it’s just for a second.)
Even if there are countless piles of corpses behind, I will continue to commit sins over and over again without hesitation.
Emma: By the way, is this the correct step?
Gilbert: You’re doing it right. You’re better than me.
Emma: I tend to get carried away when you praise me.
Gilbert: Heehee, feel free to get carried away.
Gilbert: The more you laugh, the more vivid your memories will be.
Gilbert: If you do that, you’ll surely find a lot of things you would want to do, right?
Emma: In a few years, a selfish villain might be born.
Gilbert: That would be a problem.
Gilbert: You either listen to my requests, or you will be forced to.
Emma: But I feel like…
Emma: The request will surely be filled with a lot of love for me.
(Even at this very moment)
The gentleness of Gilbert’s touch, the warmth of his smile, and every word he says to me….
The love that oozes out from every corner naturally brings a smile to my cheeks.
Gilbert: You’re right. I love every moment I spend with you.
Gilbert: I hope you feel the same.
He tightens the grip between our intertwined fingers.
My warmth melted, and I felt a slight heat in Gilbert’s palm.
Gilbert: I’ll always be a bad guy. I don’t even know when or where I’ll lose my life.
Gilbert: I don’t know how many more birthdays I’ll be able to celebrate like this….
Gilbert: Celebrate me, so you would never have regrets. Make it so that it becomes an unforgettable birthday for you.
(….It’s fine if I’m hated or despised.)
(If this is how Gilbert can express so many of his whims…)
Gilbert: Let’s fall deeper, and become great villains together, shall we?
Falling into Sin with the Black Tiger ~ Gilbert's 4th Birthday
▪︎ A Story from his POV
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I thought the beast of destruction was a greedy creature.
Countries and people alike, can go to any lengths to get what they want.
Despite my self-confidence, I didn't realise it until I was asked, "What do you want?"
I hadn't really thought much about what lay ahead after obtaining everything.
Emma: Gil, aren’t you going to sleep?
After returning to my room from the ballroom, I was gazing aimlessly at the sky when Emma, who had been lying down, suddenly sat up.
Gilbert: I thought I’d bask in the afterglow of my birthday a little longer.
Emma: Then I’ll join you.
She embraced me from behind and the cold night air turned into warmth.
(I noticed that you weren’t sleeping and was waiting for you to join my company…..)
(If I say it out loud, I might get into trouble.)
Gilbert: You should go to sleep.
Emma: I can’t sleep.
Gilbert: Even though we did all sorts of things?
Emma: ……
Just by lightly tracing the hand that had been hugging me, Emma began to get flustered.
The corners of my mouth quirked as I felt the quick increase in heartbeat from my back.
(Maybe I went too far.)
--*flashback from the dining room*--
Emma: Mmm….aahh…your fingers…nghh
Gilbert: You want me to take them out? But I’m not moving them.
Emma: Nnn....you’re lying….
Gilbert: You know I hate lies.
Emma: Aaaahh
Gilbert: See, you’re acting on your own again.
Emma: No…Gil….you just bit my breasts.
Gilbert: It’s cruel to blame others.
Emma: A…ahhh...
--*flashback ends*--
(But it couldn’t be helped. She had a face that was saying “please eat me”.)
When we returned to my room from the dining room, or when we took a bath to wash our messy bodies….
I liked Emma’s reactions, how she tried her best to respond despite being embarrassed, and so I ended up being a little too mean.
Emma: Maybe because of all the things that happened to me…I can’t sleep at all.
Gilbert: You’re right. It’s no wonder you can’t sleep if you’re this anxious.
Emma: …So you can hear my heartbeat.
As Emma tried to move away feeling flustered, I grabbed her hand and pushed her down onto the bed.
Pressing my ear against her soft chest, I could hear her heartbeat more clearly.
Gilbert: It’s becoming faster again.
Emma: That’s how much I love you.
Gilbert: Hehe, thanks?
(The date has changed and so my birthday is over now.)
(You give me what I want every day.)
(I know you’re the only one who will never betray me, even without any threats or domination.)
As she caresses my hair in a pampering manner, the drowsiness is overshadowed by a sinful feeling.
When I poked the bulge visible through her negligee, a sweet sigh escaped from Emma’s mouth.
Emma: What are you doing?
Gilbert: It was right in front of me.
Emma: …Not now.
Gilbert: Because it will come back again?
Emma nodded without understanding a thing.
Gilbert: If you really don’t like it, I can stop….
I pulled up the hem of her nightgown and stroked my fingers between her legs.
It was so wet that it couldn’t have been caused by simple teasing, and it immediately swallowed my fingers.
Gilbert: Is this why you can’t sleep?
Emma: Ahh…again..
Gilbert: It’s a problem to be loved this much, isn’t it?
If I expose Emma’s weakness deep inside her belly, her poor, tormented lower abdomen will soon start dripping with her honey.
Gilbert: Does this mean ‘I love you’?
Emma: That’s….right…
Gilbert: Heehee, I see.
(No matter how many times I experience your ‘love’, it always feels good.)
I massaged her breasts over her negligee, also moving my fingers inside her to scoop out her arousal.
The love I sensed in her warm gaze was genuine.
Even though I’m such a terrible man, Emma always loves me.
(You asked me to be selfish on my birthday this year….)
(I thought my last selfish wish in life was to meet you.)
(I made up a reason to go to Rhodolite and get involved with Emma, even if it meant ruining her life.)
(I had never thought of anything more selfish than that, and I could never think of anything else.)
When I kissed a breathless Emma, she put her hands behind my head as if welcoming me.
I was moved by the way she kissed me, as if conveying that she wasn’t opposed to this at all.
(….Now that I think about it, it seemed obvious.)
(It’s only recently that I’ve started thinking about my future.)
When our lips part, a thread hangs in the dim light.
Emma: You too, Gil….
Gilbert: Hmm?
Emma’s hand rested on my cheek, and I was smiling kindly, too kind for a villain.
Emma: You act like you love me.
Gilbert: Hehe, isn’t that obvious?
Gilbert: I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t love you.
I pull out my fingers from inside her and help her sit up.
Emma seemed to understand my intentions immediately, and blushing bright red, she climbed on to my lap.
(I’m spending time now that shouldn’t have existed in the first place.)
(And if you plan on staying here from now on….)
(Maybe it is a good idea to take some time to think of my own future.)
(Most of my memories are already made up of blood and corpses, painted all black…)
(The memories we make give me hope for the future.)
Emma lowered herself on me, and hugged me tightly.
Emma: Haah…Gil…
Gilbert: You’re okay with moving on your own again?
Emma: That’s…not true…
Emma said “that’s not true”, but as she moved her hips she lets out a small shriek.
It seemed she had moved unconsciously, and again, I couldn’t help but laugh.
(When I’m with you, I feel so happy.)
(…I’m sure Emma knows very well what it means for me to be happy.)
I secretly watched Emma bustling about preparing for my birthday, but this year too, I couldn’t keep a smile on my face.
I imagine Emma had her own thoughts about giving her blessings to the great villain.
Even so, I didn’t sense any hesitation.
She had already made up her mind to celebrate this blood-soaked man.
Emma: I think…you’ll be asked…'what you want to do’ next year as well.
Emma: So please, give it…a lot of thought.
Emma: I’ll make all your wishes come true.
Gilbert: Does that mean you won't be listening to me until next year?
Emma: If you have one now…please…ah
I intentionally move my body and Emma’s expression changes again.
I never get tired of her expressions filled with ‘love’.
(For now, all I can say is….)
Gilbert: I’d love to go on a date with you again.
Emma: Like…the other day?
Gilbert: Yeah. I like spending casual times like that.
Emma: Me too.
Gilbert: After that….
Bodies intertwined, lips pressed together, heartbeats synchronized, and then our gazes meet and we smile together.
Gilbert: Will you celebrate my birthday next year too?
(And commit many more sins…)
(Will you fall with me?)
[Chapter 3] [Masterlist]
He loves her sooo much omg, I really LOVED this story. I'm so glad he's happy.
Also when he said he went to Rhodolite for her....god, I just hate to imagine him going there for her, only for her to end up with the other princes (in other routes). Even though Silvio's my favourite, I feel miserable.
This is a fan translation so please don't expect it to be 100% accurate. Creative liberties have been taken. All content belongs to Cybird. Reblogs are appreciated. Hope you enjoy!
~chapter 4
Gilbert lightly grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and pushed me face down onto the bed.
He then started to mercilessly thrust his fingers between my legs.
Emma: Nghh!
The pain outweighed the pleasure, so I clutched the nearest pillow.
Gilbert: I told you, didn't I? I’ll take out my frustration on you.
(It feels like he’s unloading all his bottled-up feelings onto me.)
The cold fingers push further and further inside my body while he bites and licks my back.
The repeated movements slowly push away the pain, leaving only pleasure in my body.
I could only catch my breath when Gilbert pulled out his fingers to remove his cloak and jacket.
He then grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, his heat penetrating deep into my stomach.
Emma: Ah….hah
The intense pain blurred my vision and I buried my face in the pillow.
(No….this won’t do….)
(There is no point in simply enduring it.)
I still don’t understand the ‘method of control’ Gilbert was talking about, but I do have a clear idea on what I need to do now.
Emma: Gil….
Gilbert: Do you want me to stop?
I shook my head and then somehow managed to move my body.
Gilbert seemed to have sensed what I was trying to do, so he allowed me to step back and face him.
Gilbert: Heehee…you’re crying.
Emma: That’s because you keep doing things to make me cry.
Gilbert: I have no excuse for that.
Emma: ….Nghh, ah!
Our bodies met again, and he dug deep inside me.
I tried my best to remain conscious and then took Gilbert’s face in both my hands.
I roughly pulled him towards me and pecked his lips repeatedly.
(I want to convey all my feelings.)
(….Don’t ever let go of the things that are important to you.)
I stopped trembling with fear and began quivering with intense pleasure instead.
Even then, Gilbert refused to let me go. He took my breasts in his hand and began caressing them.
My body was so sensitive that even the slightest brush of his fingers over my nipples sent an intense wave of pleasure through me, bringing me to tears.
I kissed him desperately, hoping to hide the fact that I couldn’t take it anymore.
Perhaps realising this, Gilbert didn’t hold back either and pushed himself in the sloppy spot between my legs again.
(gh…ah..)
I grabbed his face roughly, messing up his black hair and knocking his eye patch off.
I saw my reflection in his gentle blue eye as it slowly opened.
Gilbert: Is this okay? I can see how messy you are without my eye patch.
(That wasn’t my intention though….)
Emma: Please…take a good look.
I kiss his lips for the umpteenth time and look into his eyes.
Emma: I..like that you get angry for the sake of the people who are helpless…
Gilbert: ………
(If I can’t get through to him….he’s just going to become more violent.)
As soon as he stopped moving, I grabbed Gilbert’s shoulders and pushed him down on the sheets.
Our positions were now reversed with me sitting on top of Gilbert.
Even so, Gilbert didn’t push me away. He reached out and stroked my cheek.
I pressed my face against his feverish palm and began moving my body, still connected to him.
Emma: Haah…ngh, was I able to make you understand?
Gilbert: You have said more than enough.
His cold eyes finally regained their humanity.
As if responding to the emotions that had spilled out, my body reacted.
Intense pleasure overwhelmed me, turning the pain etched across my body into a feeling of affection, and I collapsed onto him.
Gilbert gently stroked my hair as I breathed heavily.
Emma: …Have you calmed down?
Gilbert: You made me.
Emma: I…might not able to move for a while..
Gilbert: Is that so…
Emma: …gh
As he touched my waist in a suggestive manner, I glared at Gilbert.
But Gilbert simply laughed with amusement.
Both the beast-like sharp atmosphere and the intense pressure that was instilling fear in those around him had disappeared.
Gilbert: See, it was easy for you to control me, wasn’t it?
Gilbert: No matter how cruel something is, or how strong my desire to destroy it…
Gilbert: The moment I think that you love me, I can barely contain myself.
Gilbert: Maybe I’m essentially similar to the Emperor, who had killed anything and everything…
Gilbert: You are the one capable of bringing back my humanity.
(…The ‘method of control’ Gilbert was talking of…)
(It was to express true love..)
I wanted to say something back but my head felt fuzzy and I couldn’t think clearly.
Gilbert: Emma, you have reached your limit haven’t you?
Unable to bear it any longer, Gilbert lays my body down on the sheets.
As he gently stroked my forehead, I quickly fell asleep.
Maybe it was because my body had endured so much strain, or perhaps because all the tension had finally left me…
Feeling safe in Gilbert’s warmer than usual arms, I fell asleep.
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ㅤ𔘓 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
--The next day.
Gilbert: Little rabbit, little rabbit, do you want me to do something for you?
(Huh, this feels like déjà vu…)
Gilbert, whose anger had now completely subsided, greeted me as usual with tea and sweets.
Gilbert: Well, I was pretty cruel to you yesterday, wasn’t I?
Gilbert: So I thought I should make up for it.
Emma: You have spoiled me enough. I’ve received your apology in advance.
Gilbert: That was my intention, but I still felt like it wasn’t enough.
(“My intention”…..so that means---)
Emma: Did you know from the beginning that you would take out your anger on me and that’s why you spoiled me so much?
When I asked that, Gilbert laughed cheerfully.
(…It all makes sense now.)
Gilbert: Come on now. You know that you either listen to my requests or you are forced to listen to them.
(It doesn’t seem like an apology.)
(But, it seemed just fine.)
Emma: In that case, there is something I’d like to ask of you, Gil.
Gilbert: What is it? Which country do you want?
Emma: That’s not what I meant…
Emma: If you ever feel like taking your frustrations on me, feel free to do it.
Emma: If you’re consumed by anger, and fail to see people’s hearts, please come to me right away.
Emma: I will definitely protect your heart.
Gilbert: ………..
Gilbert: …I’m the one who has always been spoiled by you.
Gilbert gave me an awkward smile and gestured for me to come closer.
When I went over, he effortlessly pulled me onto his lap.
Gilbert: Emma, what do you think happens when a villain falls in love?
Emma: ..The world becomes more peaceful.
Gilbert: Ahaha, that’s just how you see things, isn’t it? It’s not that simple.
And Alfons' wedding vows is just... *Tears just can't help falling from my eyes*
I hated him and I love him... Urgh, this man is wrecking my heart. And that's why although, he doesn't have a bigger place in my heart as much as Elbie and Jude have, he always has a place in it.
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