Your Majesty, I’m Not that Man - Chapter 11: For You (5) (M)

Despite the love he gave her, Levinia couldn’t trust her heart. Having read the original story, she knew too well how easily people’s feelings could change. Yet, in the face of his sincerity, that knowledge felt like nothing more than an excuse.

‘Of course, he’s a tyrant… and it’s true that he’s caused rivers of blood to flow…’

But the more time passed, the more it felt cruel to keep stalling him. Perhaps it was because Cassion had been so patient with her—so endlessly forgiving—that guilt began to creep into her heart.

“Your Majesty… When I look at you, I hate how afraid I feel.”

Levinia couldn’t bring herself to rest her head on his chest. Sensing her hesitance, Cassion leaned in and kissed her temple.

“It’s all right. You can be afraid of me. Just… don’t push me away. I’ll come closer at a pace that won’t overwhelm you.”

It was enough for him that she allowed him to hold her in his arms without rejecting him. Cassion had no intention of wasting that good fortune.

“I love you, Levinia. I can’t promise I won’t beg you to love me right now… but I won’t rush you. You don’t have to open your heart all at once.”

Levinia had been terrified that she would disappoint him. But the more genuine his words felt, the more frightened she became. And yet…

Her heart pounded in a way that felt strangely pleasant. Slowly, she leaned into his chest, resting her face against him. For the first time, it felt like she might be able to love this man.

“I’m sorry… I’m such a coward,” she murmured.

“It’s not your fault,” Cassion whispered. “I’m the one who used the power of the emperor to keep you by my side. You don’t need to apologize for anything. Just… stay with me. That’s all I want.”

His voice was soft and soothing, setting her heart aflame. If only Cassion weren’t a tyrant, or if they had met under different circumstances, perhaps she would have fallen for him much sooner.

‘I can’t promise you anything right now… But if one day I gain the strength to stop being afraid of you…’

Although Levinia didn’t respond, Cassion didn’t mind. For now, it was enough to express his feelings. It was enough that Levinia didn’t look away.

He leaned down and kissed her gently. Levinia tilted her head slightly to accept his kiss, and Cassion savored the soft touch of her lips. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to be swept up in his kiss.

“Your Majesty…” Levinia whispered breathlessly.

“Hm?”

Like a beast purring contentedly, Cassion spoke in a languid voice.

Levinia looked down at Cassion’s hand, which had slipped inside her dress, her face turning bright red. At some point, he had undone the ties on her dress, and his hand was now fondling her chest through the open front.

“Y-You just said something like that… and now you’re… Ahh! D-Don’t squeeze… there… Hng…!”

The hand that had been firmly kneading her breast suddenly shifted, teasing her stiffened nipple. Levinia squirmed in Cassion’s arms, a strange pleasure blooming inside her. She tried to pull away, but his other arm, wrapped tightly around her waist, held her in place.

“For someone saying no, this spot here is awfully hard… Shall I check how wet it’s gotten down below, too?”

Levinia panicked, her face burning with embarrassment. This wasn’t just anywhere—it was his office, a place frequented by attendants and officials!

“N-No! If someone comes in…”

“Anyone who values their life will know better than to enter.”

For anyone serving this emperor, reading the room was a survival skill. Even if someone did attempt to enter, the attendants would stop them before they got far. Cassion knew that well.

Levinia’s eyes welled up with tears, her voice trembling.

“Still, no… Please, Your Majesty. Not here. I really don’t want to.”

Her face was flushed a deep red, and she desperately shook her head. Cassion gazed at her, clearly torn. He felt an overwhelming urge to tease her further—how adorable would it be to see her cry out of sheer embarrassment?

‘But if I push her too far, she might really end up hating me.’

That would be troublesome to fix, yet somehow… even that seemed like it could be enjoyable in its own way.

Cassion hesitated for a moment, and Levinia, on the verge of tears, looked up at him with pleading eyes. The sight struck him right in the chest, making his heart clench.

“…Not even licking?”

Levinia, her face flushed all the way to her earlobes, shook her head vigorously. Cassion, his expression mischievous and sly, leaned closer, his eyes filled with playful intent.

“Just a little lick,” he coaxed. “I’ll stop as soon as you reach your peak.”

“N-No! That’s too embarrassing… Why would you even do that?”

“I want to think of your expression every time I step into this office.”

Horrified, Levinia glared at him, her disbelief plain on her face. If that was his reason, there was no way she could allow it.

“Don’t you feel sorry for me? Trapped in this office all day without you?”

“Not at all!”

“The new Duchess of Wendell is quite the heartless one, it seems.”

“This has nothing to do with compassion!”

Cassion kissed Levinia’s cheeks noisily, his lips pressing against her skin with a teasing affection. His expression radiated delight, as if her every protest only made her more adorable.

“It does matter. How can you ignore your suitor when he’s begging so sweetly? Last night, you promised to entertain me, but it ended with me pleasing you all night long.”

“That was because you did whatever you wanted…!”

Levinia’s lips parted in shock, unable to describe the indecent acts Cassion had subjected her to. Seeing her speechless, he gave her a wicked grin, daring her to say more. Frustrated, she turned her head away.

“A-Anyway, it’s absolutely not happening!”

“And yet… you say that while getting all worked up like this?”

“Ahh… ahhn…”

His hands resumed their mischievous exploration, caressing her breasts and teasing her sensitive nipples until soft, sweet sounds escaped her lips. Cassion leaned closer, his tongue grazing the corner of her mouth as he whispered seductively.

“Just a little… I’ll lick you just a little.”

“N-No… if you touch me like that… I…”

“Are you wet already? Or do you think you will be soon?” he teased in a playful tone, watching her squirm beneath his touch.

Levinia glared at him, her face burning. In response, Cassion chuckled and kissed her again—first at the corner of her eye, then softly on her lips.

“Look at you, staring at me with those eyes. It’s almost like you’re asking me to eat you up… even though I was only planning to lick.”

“No licking!!” Levinia shouted in frustration, her voice echoing through the room before she gasped and covered her mouth.

Cassion froze for a moment, then burst into laughter at her panicked expression. Levinia’s face burned with embarrassment, and she instinctively reached out and pinched his cheek in retaliation.

A soft gasp escaped her when she realized what she had done. Cassion, his eyes gleaming with mischief, grinned widely.
“Hmm~. Did the Duchess just dare to lay her hand on the Emperor’s face?”

“Ah… I-I didn’t mean to! You were teasing me too much…”

Still chuckling, Cassion withdrew his hand from her dress and leaned in, gently biting her fingertips. Levinia tensed, and he couldn’t help but continue his playful teasing.

“When will you finally realize it, my little Duchess? Even if you pinch, scratch, or bite me… I could never get angry with you. Even if you kicked and hit me, I’d only find it adorable.”

“H-Hit Your Majesty? No way! I’d never do something so disrespectful!”

“Then who was it that pinched my cheek just now?”

“T-That was… by accident…!”

Before she could finish, Cassion swept her off her feet, holding her effortlessly in one arm. Levinia let out a startled squeal. With his free hand, he swept everything off the massive desk with a dramatic clatter, clearing the surface in an instant.

Without hesitation, he placed her on the now-empty desk, his golden eyes smoldering with intent.

“Y-Your Majesty!”

Cassion sat in the chair in front of the desk, his eyes brimming with desire as he slowly lifted Levinia’s skirt. His large hand rested on her exposed thigh, warm and firm against her soft skin.

“Since you didn’t give me permission, I won’t lick you,” he murmured with a teasing smile.

“Gasp…!”

Levinia’s breath hitched, her body tensing under his burning blue gaze. Suddenly, he pulled her closer, causing her to slide slightly toward him. Even her petticoat had been pushed aside, leaving her panties fully visible—already damp.

Cassion’s eyes glinted with amusement as he glanced at her flushed face.
Levinia, too embarrassed to meet his gaze, turned her head to the side.

His hand caressed her smooth thigh, his touch both gentle and possessive. His voice dropped to a husky whisper.

“Kiss me, Leni… To calm me down. To stop me from devouring you whole… If you kiss me, I might be able to hold back.”

A lie. Levinia knew it all too well—kissing him wouldn’t calm him down; it would only ignite his desire further. Every time Cassion kissed her, she ended up just as breathless and lost in passion. She couldn’t believe him for a second.

But even as she doubted him, she found herself wanting to kiss him too. His intense, feverish gaze sent a thrill down her spine, drawing her closer to him, despite her better judgment.

Not here… This is the wrong place, she told herself.

But her body betrayed her thoughts. Levinia leaned in, gently pressing her lips to his.

Cassion didn’t hesitate. He kissed her back with hunger, pulling her tightly into his embrace. His lips devoured hers, his arms wrapping around her waist and lifting her off the desk. Before she knew it, she was straddling him, her body pressed flush against his lap.

“Hngh… Y-Your Majesty… Please… Somewhere else… Ahhn…” Levinia whispered, her voice trembling between gasps.

Her thighs spread on either side of his hips, and she couldn’t ignore the firm heat pressing against her through his trousers. Cassion’s smoldering blue eyes locked onto hers, his gaze brimming with desire.

“If that’s what you want…” he whispered in a low, sultry voice.

“Then I’ll gladly oblige.”

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The torn fabric of Levinia’s dress fluttered to the floor, discarded and forgotten beneath the bed. Perhaps it was the long anticipation, but Cassion seemed more beastly than ever, driven by an insatiable desire. His movements weren’t rough but relentless, his focus on her utterly consuming.

“Haaah! Ahhn! Aaah! Ahnnn!”

The constant, carnal heat stirring deep inside her made Levinia lose all sense of control. Her mind blurred, her body trembling helplessly under the relentless rhythm.

Cassion caught her flailing ankle, firmly gripping her leg and lifting it onto his solid shoulder. The new angle left her breathless as his powerful thrusts rocked her body, her hips pinned in place by his strong, searing hands.

“Hngh! Mmgh… Aaah… Aaahhh…!”

Levinia salivated and screamed in sweet pleasure. It was definitely the night before, and he had hugged her passionately this morning… … .

‘I’m going crazy.’

Cassion’s thing had already become too good. It would be a lie to say that he didn’t look forward to the night with him since he made her feel like this every time.

“Heuh, yea! Aah! Aah, ahh!”

Cassion’s hips moved faster as if he was more excited by Levinia’s moans. Pfft pfft! Levinia threw her head back and screamed that she was dying as he thrust repeatedly. White sparks flew in her head and pleasure seemed to travel up her spine and through her entire body.

“Huh! Euhh, ahhh… … !”

As she reached her climax, Levinia arched her back, her body trembling uncontrollably. Cassion’s length drove deep to the base, filling her completely. His already large size swelled even more as he released himself inside her, the heat spreading through her like her insides were melting.

“Ahhh… aaah…!”

They hadn’t even used an aphrodisiac this time, and yet Levinia’s body had responded so intensely. Despite the fact that they had already gone through four rounds of wild passion, Cassion’s length remained as firm and overwhelming as ever.

It was still large. Still burning hot.

“H-Hik!”

As Cassion’s length slipped out of her, Levinia naturally expected it to return right away. It was rare for him to be satisfied so easily. Yet, instead of thrusting back in, Cassion gently lowered the legs that had been resting on his shoulders.

Is it… over?

A hint of disappointment flickered in her chest, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of relief and contentment. Of course, it had to end eventually. Even Cassion was human, after all. Considering they had already shared such intense passion this morning—and then several times throughout the day—four rounds in one session was more than enough.

Hmm?