Your Majesty, I’m Not that Man - Chapter 11: For You (1) (M)

Cassion knew the moment he saw Levinia’s face.

She wanted something.

The look in the eyes of someone who desired something was always different. As the emperor, Cassion had grown accustomed to that gaze—he had seen it countless times. Usually, it filled him with distaste, but it was different when the one looking at him like that was Levinia.

‘What could she want?’

Levinia had never been one to ask him for anything. Cassion already knew that jewels, dresses, flowers, power, and even the empress’s crown failed to pique her interest.

Just the fact that Levinia might be about to ask him for something was enough to lift his mood. Those who make requests inevitably feel a sense of goodwill toward the one who grants them—even if that person has a reputation as a tyrant. Cassion was sure of that.

He was already inclined to give her whatever she wanted, to lay the world at her feet. If Levinia took the initiative to ask for something first, it was even better. Cassion’s mood soared beyond measure.

‘What does she want? A new palace? She didn’t care much for the palace before… Maybe she wants a new lake or a horse-riding course?’

Or could it be a rare blue pearl from the edge of the continent? A precious sapphire known as the “Mermaid’s Tear”? He would have no problem bringing her the one and only diamond crown worn by the empress of the Lahan continent. If Levinia wanted it, he would trample over the entire continent to bring it to her.

“Is there something you want to say to me?”

Cassion asked with a soft smile. Levinia hesitated, carefully watching his reaction. She wasn’t used to asking favors; she preferred to handle things on her own. This was different from giving instructions to her servants.

‘No, wait! This isn’t a favor!’

After all, Wendell’s duchy was her territory. Allowing a guest to stay at the duchy was entirely within her right. Still, she felt that if she didn’t inform Cassion in advance, it could cause trouble later.

“Um… Did you have dinner yet?”

“Yes, I did.”

She had already heard from the servants that he’d eaten. Levinia hesitated again and looked at him, unsure how to continue.

By now, Cassion grew even more curious, wondering what kind of difficult request it could be.

‘If it’s your request, I’d bring you the world itself… You still don’t trust my affection, do you?’

“I’d like to invite a guest to stay at the duchy. I was curious about Your Majesty’s thoughts on the matter.”

‘A guest?’

Cassion felt his excitement deflate slightly. So, it wasn’t a request—it was merely a question of his opinion.

“The Wendell Duchy?”

“Yes.”

‘A guest at an empty duchy…’

Since the Wendell Duchy belonged to Levinia, Cassion had no intention of interfering. However, judging by her careful words, it seemed the guest might be someone who could irritate him.

“Who is it?”

“It’s… Ipherian.”

She nearly called him a prince but stopped herself, fearing Cassion would mock him. Cassion’s face showed a brief flash of confusion.

“Ipherian?”

He muttered the name, his expression hardening. His previously light mood plummeted as he clenched his jaw.

“Ipherian? You mean the prince of a fallen kingdom? Why him? What business do you have with him?”

“I heard that Ipherian had nowhere to go after the harem was disbanded…”

“For those without a place, a consolation payment is provided. He’s not someone you need to worry about. Where exactly did you meet him? Did you know him even before he came to the palace?”

Cassion’s voice grew louder, and Levinia paused, looking at him. Realizing she might be frightened by his outburst, Cassion took a deep breath to calm himself.

Ipherian?! Cassion vividly remembered his face. Some of the maids had gushed about how handsome he was. Could it be that Levinia also saw him that way?

“I won’t visit him at the duchy except on the first day as a host, and only when I’m not with Your Majesty.”

“That’s not an answer. Did you know Ipherian before he came to the harem?”

“I met him after he entered the harem. We’ve only met twice.”

‘Twice?’

Cassion froze. Still, the fact that Levinia—who had never shown interest in anything—was making her first request about Ipherian irritated him.

“You’ve only met him twice, and you want to invite him as a guest to the Wendell duchy? Why?”

“Because I need someone.”

Levinia’s calm answer left Cassion feeling unsettled for a different reason. It didn’t sound like she meant she needed him as a man.

‘She needs talent.’

“He’s the prince of a fallen kingdom. What would you use him for?”

“He’s intelligent and kind. More importantly, he’s searching for a place to belong. Since I’ll be staying by Your Majesty’s side, I need someone capable of protecting the Wendell Duchy in my absence.”

At first, Levinia thought about appointing Ipherian as the Wendell family’s personal mage. But revealing his abilities might be something Ipherian would dislike.

In truth, even as a duke, Levinia didn’t want to lose such a talented person. That’s why she explained it this way:

“There are many intelligent people and many kind ones. But it’s rare to find someone who’s both. I’d like to make him mine, at least once.”

Cassion stared at her with displeasure. He could easily introduce her to plenty of talented people, but there was no denying that Ipherian was exceptional. He was once a prince, and he had experience acting as a regent. He would undoubtedly be skilled at administrative work.

“Even if he’s the prince of a fallen kingdom, convincing him won’t be easy.”

“Earning someone’s loyalty takes time. I’m willing to be patient.”

Seeing the faint relief on Levinia’s face, Cassion felt his face heat up. He had gotten far too worked up just now. The thought of Levinia moving for the sake of another man nearly drove him insane.

“He’s a difficult man. It won’t go well,” Cassion said offhandedly, despite knowing almost nothing about Ipherian. Levinia nodded indifferently.

It wasn’t as if she wanted Ipherian as a man. Cassion knew this, yet the idea of him staying at the duchy still rubbed him the wrong way.

She’ll be with me, and she’s promised not to visit the duchy without me…

‘If I reject her now, won’t I just look like a jealous fool?’

Cassion admitted that was exactly what he was—a jealous fool. He wanted to refuse her request, but it was Levinia’s first-ever plea. What if rejecting her closed the door she had only just begun to open?

He gazed at Levinia with a sullen expression before suddenly stepping forward and pulling her into his arms. Her slender body rested quietly in his embrace.

“I am a foolish man blinded by jealousy. You make me this way…”

“I…”

Levinia raised her hands and gently cupped Cassion’s face. Her clear green eyes locked onto his, full of life and sincerity.

“I prefer a man who shows his emotions over a man as unyielding as stone.”

Cassion’s face flushed for a different reason. Heat surged through him, and despite the unfairness he felt, he tightened his arms around her, lifting her slightly. Levinia’s wide green eyes looked down at him.

“Then that means you’re confident you can ease this foolish man’s anxious heart, right?”

“Uh… W-What do you want?”

From the beginning, Cassion knew he wouldn’t be able to refuse Levinia’s request. It was already decided. He accepted that, no matter how begrudgingly, because in this relationship, he was the weaker one.

“Since I always make you happy… it’s only fair that today, the duke makes me happy.”

Cassion grinned mischievously, and Levinia’s cheeks turned just as red as his. As he expected, Levinia accepted his request without much resistance.

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“Haah… huuh…”

From between her soaked thighs, transparent fluid trickled down. Cassion removed his hand from tormenting Levinia’s slit sweetly and flashed a soft smile. Levinia climbed on top of Cassion, who was sitting upright on the bed. When she spread her legs, her slit glistened with saliva and love juices.

Under Cassion’s heated gaze, Levinia’s cheeks flushed as she lowered her hips. She felt the hard tip press against her narrow entrance and tried to take it in.

“Ugh….”

Despite being thoroughly wet, Cassion’s length wouldn’t easily slide in, instead brushing against the side. Levinia glanced at Cassion, but he simply smiled with a thrilled expression, showing no intention of helping.

“Ahng… haa….”

Levinia’s face burned with heat, but she thought she could manage it. She reached out, her hand landing precisely on Cassion’s large length.

As her small, soft hand wrapped around it, Cassion let out a low groan, “Mm…” The sound was pleasant to her ears, and she briefly considered touching him a bit more, but quickly dismissed the idea. If she did, she had a feeling Cassion would do something unbearably indecent to her.

As her fingertips traced along the length, she once again realized just how big and hard it was. Every time this enormous thing was buried to the hilt and pounded her mercilessly, it left her unable to think straight.

‘Still… it feels way too big…’

She thought to herself how lucky it was that this world was part of an R-rated novel. Otherwise, her waist would have surely given out by now.

When her fingertips touched the tip, Levinia guided it between her thighs. Even after several attempts, it wouldn’t go in, leaving the tip slick with her love juices.

“Hah… mmh… ngh…”

As she tried to fit it into her parted entrance, a strange feeling stirred within her. This was the very thing that made her lose control every night. Just imagining it rubbing inside her made her belly tingle with a peculiar, thrilling sensation.

“Ah…”

As the tip slipped inside, her walls stretched to accommodate it. Unlike the feeling of fingers, the foreign sensation was unmistakable. Levinia slowly lowered her hips, feeling herself open up further as her inner walls expanded to make room.

‘Ah… it’s so big… and so hot…’

It felt like she might melt. But if she moved her hips too quickly and Cassion’s length slipped out, she knew he would tease her endlessly for it.

“Mmh…”

Cassion, however, was the one growing impatient. He desperately wanted to savor the sensation of being inside her, but Levinia was taking her sweet time. While she was technically moving, it wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy him.

‘Is she trying to drive me crazy?’

If she was trying to tease him, Cassion thought, she had definitely succeeded. Watching her concentrated expression with her flushed red face was undeniably cute.

‘I can’t hold back anymore!’

Unable to endure it any longer, Cassion suddenly grabbed Levinia’s waist. Startled by the abrupt movement while she was focused on the sensation inside, Levinia looked up at him.

“I’ll help you.”

“W-what?! No, wa—ahhh!”

Her hips were forcefully pulled downward, swallowing Cassion’s length all the way to the base. The sweet shock sent Levinia into a light climax, and she collapsed into his arms. Cassion looked down at her, his desire barely contained as her insides clenched tightly around him.

His clear blue eyes burned with raw lust.

“Damn it… Leni, if you don’t move soon, I’ll do it myself.”

“Haa… Your Majesty, I just… just finished…”

“So, you’re asking me to take over!”

With a fierce whisper, Cassion wrapped his arms around her and stood up. As his weight shifted, his length drove even deeper inside her, causing Levinia to gasp in panic. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist.

Cassion chuckled in satisfaction and stepped off the bed, holding her firmly. With each step, his length bent and pressed against her insides, rubbing her in just the right places, making Levinia tremble uncontrollably.

“Haa… ahh… Your Majesty…!”

“Mmm, you’re adorable, Leni…”