Their Way of Love - Chapter 1: Caught (15)

He’s trying to make it look like I was unilaterally raped, not a relationship we both enjoyed…?

‘He did it on purpose.’

To prevent rumors from spreading that a lewd adopted daughter seduced two young masters of the marquisate, he’s trying to end it within their circle.

As Kyle intended, Kazef didn’t seem to think at all that I had enjoyed it with them. He was busy kicking Kyle. Hyle, who had already dressed neatly, picked me up in his arms.

“Sister, I’ll take you back.”

From inside the room, the sounds of Kyle being punched and kicked never ceased. I squeezed my eyes shut and returned to my room in Hyle’s arms.

Only then did my racing heart finally calm down.

“I’ll go try to stop my brother.”

“……”

“You must be surprised. Get some rest. You were forcibly assaulted by us.”

Hyle said in a serious and gentle voice, as if trying to brainwash me. It was clear. Kyle and Hyle were trying to end it within their own means.

No matter how good the Marchioness was, she would never look kindly on a commoner child she had taken in enjoying a promiscuous relationship with her two sons. If it were found out, I would surely be beaten and kicked out. And I would become a scandalous woman who seduced two men, a rumor circulating in high society.

Just imagining it sent shivers down my spine.

‘But if they take all the blame…’

An adopted daughter and a real son are different. At least I could get away without any punishment.

Click, the door closed, and Hyle left the room. Left alone, I anxiously bit my nails, not knowing what I could do in this situation.

***

Knock knock-

I heard a knock. Was it Kyle? But the voice that followed made my heart plummet to the floor.

“It’s me, Tia.”

It was Brother Kazef.

“C-come in, Brother.”

I answered, unable to hide my trembling voice. Soon, the door opened, and Kazef entered, looking slightly disheveled and running a hand through his hair. The gesture revealed his handsome forehead.

“Are you okay?”

Kazef asked, approaching me carefully with a voice as kind as his face. His voice was so full of concern for me that my head dropped involuntarily.

Because of the ten-year age difference between Kazef and me, he was already seventeen when I was adopted into the Marquis family.

It was long past the time when we could have become close, when he could have accepted me as family.

And as a result, Kazef and I were more distant than Kyle and Hyle. But aside from a slight distance, Kazef was definitely a kind and considerate brother.

Just the fact that he had witnessed the scene earlier and immediately punched Kyle, his own brother, rather than blaming me, the adopted daughter, proved it.

“…I, I’m okay.”

“I’m sorry, I should have been more attentive…”

He seemed genuinely sorry, running a hand down his face and sighing deeply. He seemed to be contemplating how to resolve this situation.

“No, no. Brother, I’m really okay.”

“Did they do that often before?”

“……”

I hesitated and shook my head. Then Kazef gently stroked my hair.

“You can be honest.”

“I, I really…”

‘Honest’? If I were honest, it would turn into ‘I enjoyed having a threesome,’ so I could never do as he said, even if I died and came back.

“…Just please don’t tell my parents.”

Kazef was silent at my words. He just looked at me with a somewhat worried expression, wondering what he was thinking.

“Please.”

I said quite desperately. From Kazef’s worried gaze, I felt an inexplicable sense of relief that he would grant my request.

In fact, the Empire still had terrible women’s rights… It was a society where being raped and losing one’s virginity was considered impure and led to being pointed at. So I felt that if I begged Kazef, he would bury this incident.

Because he was a kind brother who wouldn’t want his sister to suffer such finger-pointing.

Kazef paused as he straightened my hair. He seemed to have seen the red kiss mark on my neck through the fallen blanket.

‘Ah, Hyle earlier…’

Realizing this, I hurriedly pulled up the blanket. But Kazef stopped me. He touched my neck with his own hand. Perhaps because of the lingering effects of the unfinished encounter, my body reacted sensitively to Kazef’s touch.

“Hngh…”

I trembled and let out a soft moan, and Kazef, flustered, withdrew his hand. He seemed to misunderstand that I was frightened, and I shrank back in excitement.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

My appearance, still breathing heavily, was quite dangerous. I had glimpsed the bulge in my brother’s crotch. Kazef pulled me into a tight hug and patted my back. He seemed to be trying to keep me from seeing his swollen crotch…

‘But if he hugs me like this, he’ll feel all my excitement.’

That was definitely the case in this awkward position. As I rustled, I could feel his heavy manhood swelling up even more, asserting its presence.

“B-brother…”

“…Sorry, I’m sorry.”

He jumped up from his seat in a hurry.

“…I won’t tell your parents.”

“Thank you.”

“Instead…”

“……?”

“If they do that again… If they make things difficult for you again, tell me. Okay?”

Kazef stroked my cheek and spoke with difficulty. He looked more distressed than I did. I nodded and forced a smile. My conscience kept pricking me for enjoying it so much and pretending otherwise.

‘I wonder if Kyle is okay…’

After hesitating for a moment, I immediately took out the medicine box from the drawer as soon as Kazef left. Then I hurriedly got dressed.

I kept thinking of Kyle’s bloodied face. I felt like I had to go and apply some medicine.

But just as I was about to leave the room in a hurry, I heard someone knocking. I was startled, wondering if Kazef had returned for a moment.

“Sister, are you in there?”

The voice I heard was Kyle’s. His voice was more subdued than usual. I was momentarily flustered and coughed a couple of times before giving him permission.

“…Come in.”

Kyle seemed quite dejected, perhaps because of what he had done earlier.

“Um, Sister… You know, what I said earlier…”

He mumbled hesitantly, looking at me cautiously.

“Never mind that. Just sit down first.”

I said it on purpose with a pout.

I knew why Kyle had said that to me, but I was still upset. And I found him looking at me cautiously a little cute…

“Come here.”

I sat on the bed and patted the spot next to me. Then Kyle approached hesitantly and sat down.

“Sister, you know… The reason I said that was…”

He whispered to me affectionately, rubbing his body against mine as soon as he sat down, as if he was about to explain the reason right away.

“Ah, that I’m your fucktoy?”

I deliberately interrupted him and emphasized the word ‘fucktoy’ on purpose. Then Kyle panicked and didn’t know what to do.

“Ah, no, Sister, that’s not it… Okay?”

It was quite cute to see the big guy lowering himself, wagging his tail, and rubbing his head against me. It was quite a sight. It was like watching a beast groaning to please its master.

“…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it at all. I was just worried that my brother would hold you responsible, so I did it on purpose…”

“Yeah, fucktoy.”

“Ah, ah, Sister… Sister, okay?”

Kyle, who had lowered himself, rubbed his cheek against my shoulder and neck. Then his black hair became disheveled and tickled me. I swallowed the laughter that was about to leak out without realizing it and glanced at him.

His face was a mess. His eyes were swollen from being beaten so much, and his lips were torn and bleeding.

Seeing that made me feel uncomfortable. I felt upset.

‘Idiot.’

He could have avoided it somehow, but why did he take all the hits?

I grumbled inwardly and picked up the medicine box.

“Lift your head.”

I dipped a cotton swab in the ointment made from crushed healing herbs, grabbed Kyle’s chin, and applied it to the wound. Then Kyle smiled brightly, as if he was happy about something.

“Sister, are you feeling better?”

He was as cute as an affectionate cat. But I tried to act nonchalant.

“…No.”

“Won’t you feel better if I make you feel better?”

“No, fucktoy.”

In fact, I felt like my facial muscles were cramping because I had been trying to hold back the corners of my mouth from creeping up since earlier. Kyle, unaware of my inner thoughts, still thought I was angry and kept groaning and looking at me cautiously.

When I still maintained a stern expression, Kyle hesitated for a long time before finally hanging his head.

“I’m sorry. I made you feel really bad.”

“Yeah, fucktoy.”

“Ah, Sister. What can I do to make you forgive me?”

“I don’t know…”

As soon as I finished applying the ointment, Kyle hugged me tightly as if he had been waiting for it.

“Hey, you…!”

I tried to push him away from the sudden skinship, but he wouldn’t budge. Kyle started kissing me all over, regardless of whether it was my cheek, neck, shoulder, or lips. The sound of him kissing me all over my body echoed. My face flushed with embarrassment and ticklishness. His muscular arms hugged me tightly and wouldn’t let go. I could feel his firm chest.

When Kyle saw that my expression hadn’t improved despite his affectionate advances, he whispered to me with an even more dejected face.

“Sister… Won’t you forgive me?”

“……”

“Huh? Huh?”

His eyes, which were usually so sharp, were folded gently today. He smiled sweetly and rubbed his lips against my neck, and I could feel Kyle’s breath, which tickled me.

Such a big guy, with such a fierce face, acting so cute. I was slowly reaching my limit. My body was trembling so much from trying to hold back my laughter.

“Sister, Sister.”

“……”

“Sister-.”

“……”

“Kyle’s lips hurt, won’t you blow on them? Huh?”