Their Way of Love - Chapter 1: Caught (1) (M)

Like a typical story, I was reincarnated into a romance fantasy novel. No terminal illness, no villain role, no extra side character nonsense— I became the stunningly beautiful female protagonist.

Just as in the original story, I was adopted at the age of seven by a wealthy marquess’ family. I gained a kind older brother ten years my senior and adorable twin younger brothers one year younger than me.

If time flowed as it should, becoming the crown princess was an obvious conclusion, so I decided to live quietly and follow the original story’s plot.

But… I’ve been caught.

Caught doing what?

Masturbating.

To whom?

To my younger brothers.

Where in the world is there a female protagonist who gets caught masturbating?

Here she is. Here she is! Ao-! I’m screwed-!

What am I going to do with my life from now on, seriously!

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The life of a noble lady is as monotonous and dull as a metronome. For someone who grew up exposed to smartphones, TVs, and countless games, adapting to this boredom is enough to drive you insane.

Sure, but even so—I managed. They say humans are creatures of adaptation, and I proved that saying true.

But even after living in this world for ten years, there’s one thing I could never adapt to… Sexual desire. And dealing with it.

Think about it. In an empire where they spout nonsense like “modesty and chastity are the virtues of a lady”, how could a noblewoman possibly relieve her sexual desires? It’s practically impossible!

The problem is… there are no tools for it.

No, to be more precise, they exist, but they’re incredibly hard to obtain. Married noblewomen share information discreetly among themselves, but as a recently debuted unmarried noble lady, there wasn’t a single noblewoman who would introduce such a thing to me.

And if I openly showed interest, rumors would spread faster than the speed of light, and my chances of getting married would be ruined.

So, I made one.

What?

A dildo.

How?

I made it myself.

It was simpler than I expected. I bought a lump of magically malleable material, carefully shaped it into the desired form, enhanced its durability, and created a custom dildo that was just right for me.

And then… I got caught.

Caught! I got caught! While masturbating! Oh my god, I’m ruined!

“My life… What do I do now…?”

This was supposed to be an all-ages, lighthearted romance fantasy, but now it’s ruined. Ruined because I got caught masturbating! The original story isn’t just derailed; it’s completely shattered!

I’ve become the female protagonist who masturbates while reading erotic novels and comics!

“This is driving me crazy.”

I tore at my hair and slapped the bed sheets in frustration.

Since getting caught, I haven’t been able to face my brothers, so I’ve been holed up in my room all day.

Why, why, WHY would you open the door without knocking, you cute and precious little brothers?!

I still can’t forget it.

This morning, when Kyle and Hyle stumbled upon me lying there, legs spread wide, shoving the dildo in and out of myself. They were horrified, slammed the door shut, and fled in a panic.

‘At least they’re not the kind of brats who’d spread rumors about it…’

I guess that’s the only silver lining.

“Haa…”

I pulled the blanket over my head. I was so embarrassed that I felt like I couldn’t fall asleep otherwise.

How deep into the night had it gotten like that?

Even though I was so mortified I wanted to die, I was glad that sleep came easily. The soft bed and fluffy blanket wrapped around my body, and thankfully, I quickly drifted off.

At least, until someone started feeling me up.

“Get out of the way, asshole. Your sister liked it when you stroked it.”

“Pathetic. You’ll ruin your sister’s hole if you stick it straight in without any stroking.”

What… What is this sound?

In my half-asleep state, I heard unfamiliar men’s voices. I thought I might be dreaming, and just as I was about to ask who they were through the haze, a rough hand suddenly grabbed my chest.

“Kyaa… Mmph!”

Startled, I let out a reflexive scream, and the intruder quickly covered my mouth, as if expecting it.

“Mmph! Mmph mmph!”

The room was too dark to see the intruder’s face. But one thing was clear—it wasn’t just one person. There were two. Two shadowy figures were surrounding me.

“Mmmph! Mmm!”

As I struggled and thrashed with all my strength, the two of them mumbled something as if annoyed.

“This is your fault, you brute. You startled our sister awake.”

“How is this my fault? And so what if she wakes up? We’re just giving her something she likes.”

No, wait—hold on. These voices…

Hyle? Kyle?

I blinked rapidly, and as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I started to make out their features. One had neatly groomed hair. The other contrasted him with hair lazily pushed halfway back. There was no mistaking it—it was Hyle and Kyle.

The moment I realized the intruders were none other than my younger brothers, I stopped resisting and looked at them in shock. As I ceased struggling, both of them smiled brightly and spoke to me.

“Ah, sister. You’re finally coming to your senses.”

“Sorry, sis. Did we scare you?”

Unlike my racing heart, their voices were soft and gentle. And perhaps thinking I wouldn’t scream anymore, the hand covering my mouth was withdrawn. Still unable to grasp the situation, I asked their names with a trembling voice.

“H-Hyle…? Kyle…?”

I felt the chill of the night air on my bare skin. The chill made me feel strange, and I looked down to see that the silk slip I had worn the night before had been ripped open. My breasts peeked out through the torn fabric, and somehow the hem of my slip had been pulled up to my stomach, exposing my pubic area.

What… What is even happening right now?

Caught in this sudden, absurd situation, I couldn’t find any words. I just gaped like a fool, my mouth opening and closing as I looked back and forth between the two of them.

Then, Kyle gave a sly grin—and grabbed my chest.

“Sister. Why?”

The natural, innocent smile on his face was mischievous. His voice was so indifferent that it was hard to believe that he was the shameless one who was touching his sister’s chest.

Unlike Kyle who was calm, I was so surprised that the end of my words trembled.

“W-what are you guys doing……?”

First, I tried to escape to the edge of the bed, away from them.

The atmosphere surrounding Hyle and Kyle felt so unfamiliar that even someone as slow as me could tell—they weren’t acting like their usual selves.

It was strange from the very start that they had entered their sister’s room while she was sleeping. No matter how close we were as siblings, coming in without permission like this was beyond inappropriate.

As I frantically tried to retreat into a corner, one of them grabbed my ankle. Then, without mercy, they yanked me back toward them.

“Ugh…!”

A faint moan escaped my mouth. I was pulled helplessly toward them. A man’s figure loomed over my helpless subjugation. It was Kyle. His jet-black hair and red eyes stared back at me with a gleam in them. Kyle’s eyes were filled with a genuine sincerity.

“Kyle, what the……!”

I stuttered, my words slurring in embarrassment, but unlike me, Kyle didn’t bat an eyelid and smirked.

“I was just trying to give you something you like.”

“What?”

“You were fucking your own pussy this morning, don’t you prefer the real thing to that fake stuff?”

A cock in the cunt. This wasn’t the kind of conversation that should pass between siblings, and certainly not language befitting the son of a marquis. They were crude, vulgar words, more suited to back-alley thugs than noblemen.

But before I could even react, an unfamiliar hand began to slowly trace up the inside of my thigh.

It was probably Kyle.

Only then did I become certain of what they were trying to do.

I mean, sure, I know I’m a lust complaint……, but it’s an all-ages romance novel! It’s not like I’m having a threesome with my brothers!

Yeah. To be honest, a part of me was thinking, When else would I ever get to mess around with such pretty boys? The thought was definitely tempting. But this is an all-ages romance fantasy, and I’m the female lead in an all-ages romance fantasy.

What little conscience I had left voiced its objection.

“Stop, don’t do this!”

…Okay, fine, maybe I didn’t really mean it!

It was as if they could read my mind, because even though I had clearly expressed my refusal, they showed no sign of stopping.

Kyle’s hands pushed my legs apart without care, parting my tightly closed flesh and exposing my reddened clit. My back arched in shame, but Kyle didn’t seem to care about my protests, just stared curiously between my spread legs.

“No, don’t look……!”

I tried to cover my pussy, unable to contain my embarrassment, but as if he expected it, he grabbed both my hands and pulled me up.

“Shhhh, sis. It’s okay, be quiet.”

‘Should I… just go along with it…? No, no—what am I even thinking?! Guys, get a grip! This is an all-ages story!’

Even as I screamed internally, I didn’t shout or threaten to call the servants.

Ahem… Well, I guess… I was a little… frustrated too… So, in a way… I was kind of… grateful to my brothers for doing this…?

“Wow, sis. Your hole is slick and wet.”

Kyle, who had been staring at my secret place, giggled and reached down. His eyes narrowed, and he licked his lips, coating his fingertips with my juices, then stroked them lazily from my slit to my clit. A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine as he did so.

“Ahhhh…….”

The dizzying sensation I felt after a long time made my toes curl up. It was definitely a different level of stimulation than I’d ever experienced on my own, and my body reacted with an overwhelming sensitivity.

Kyle’s lips turned up, perhaps liking my reaction.

“Wow, your reaction is cute, big sister.”

Then he pressed my clitoris, which was swollen tightly, without mercy.

“Huh, uh……!”

The bulging flesh was crushed in Kyle’s hand. As he twirled my clitoris with his wet, slippery fingers, my vision also began to spin.

“Huh, ah……! Ka, Kyle! Ahh……!”

It was the first sexual pleasure I’d felt from another’s hands since coming to this world. I let out an involuntary whimper, and Hyle, taking the gesture as a protest, sat on top of me and bound my hands so I couldn’t move.

“Sister.”

He called me as sweetly as ever. I looked up at him, breathing heavily, and he grinned and undid my front flap. I heard the sound of his pants being unbuckled, and before long, something unfamiliar was brushing against my lips.

It was Hyle’s penis, dripping with a bitter cooper’s fluid. The black shaft twitched and stood before me. It was as thick as my forearm.

No, wait. Is this a dick or a weapon?