Episode 82: I Took the Female Lead’s First Time in a Romance Fantasy

Episode 82: A Strange Sense of Unease

Yohan opened his eyes.

His shoulders were covered with bite marks from Rudella from the previous night. Lip marks adorned his collarbone and neck, and scratches from her nails were visible on his back.

‘…How long did I sleep?’

He rubbed his eyes and looked out the window. Sunlight streamed in.

Judging by the sound of the carriage wheels rolling and the neighing of horses, it was well past noon.

‘I really slept for a long time.’

After all, given how much they did, it was no surprise.

Next to him lay Rudella, completely sprawled out and sound asleep. She seemed utterly oblivious to the world, likely from the sheer exhaustion of the previous night.

Yohan gently touched her cheek with his fingertips. Her warm, soft skin felt comforting. He brushed aside her disheveled silver hair.

No reaction. Whether it was because she was the type to sleep deeply once she dozed off or because they had simply overdone it last night…

“Ah.”

As Yohan looked at Rudella, memories of the previous night came flooding back. His body stiffened, and his face turned pale.

‘…I’m screwed.’

He had finished inside her.

Not just once-five times.

Originally, Yohan intended to stop after just one time since it was Rudella’s first experience. However, she, unwilling to let go of that sweet moment, persistently aroused him again and again.

At first, he tried to refuse, not wanting to overexert her. But in the end, he couldn’t resist. How could anyone resist when someone as stunning as her was openly seducing them?

Her face, filled with desire, and the sight of her using her fingers to spread that place, with traces of him flowing out, still lingered vividly in his mind.

Yohan had tried to resist, but in that moment, reason had abandoned him. Though responsibility weighed on him, the allure of her soft skin and scent was overpowering.

No man could resist that.

Refusing would mean he wasn’t a man.

At worst, a eunuch. Or, possibly, a gay.

And so, Yohan succumbed to her temptation-once, twice, three times, four times…

A total of five times.

By the third time, Rudella begged him to take a break, writhing from exhaustion. But Yohan, consumed by lust, couldn’t stop.

Instead, he craved her even more.

Even after releasing himself inside her five times, he still wanted to pour more into her. But Rudella passed out entirely, leaving his desires unfulfilled.

Regardless…

Yohan, having lost all sense of reason, had explored every part of Rudella.

Even though she had initiated the temptation, the responsibility was undoubtedly his for giving in so easily.

‘…Was it a safe day?’

Frowning, Yohan touched his chin as he recalled what Rudella had said before he came inside her for the first time.

The word “pregnancy” had left her lips. Which meant it was likely a unsafe day.

‘Damn it.’

Not only had he done something he had never done with Francia- finishing inside-but now there was a high possibility of pregnancy?

‘This is… quite the disaster.’

Whenever he was with Francia, she had always wanted him to finish inside as well. But Yohan had insisted on pulling out, persuading her time and time again.

While the idea of pregnancy was a joyous one, it wasn’t something he could afford yet. He hadn’t even married, still had his public service obligations, and there were pressing matters like the union of the Lahart and Fervache families and sealing the demonic lairs.

Because of all this, Yohan had avoided pregnancy. He simply couldn’t give a child the attention they deserved.

Though Francia had been dissatisfied, she eventually let it go, saying she appreciated his thoughtfulness for her and their potential child.

But now, he had finished inside Rudella five times? And possibly gotten her pregnant first? He could already imagine Francia’s wrath skyrocketing.

‘This is giving me a headache.’

Yohan rubbed his temples, feeling a throbbing pain. He almost felt like the world was spinning.

If only this era had proper 0.01mm condoms instead of ones made from animal intestines…

There were contraceptives, of course, but their significant impact on health made him reluctant to force them on Rudella. Not to mention, he wasn’t even sure she’d willingly take them.

‘No use crying over spilled milk… I’ll just have to face the consequences.’

What was done was done. All he could do was apologize to Francia and take responsibility if Rudella became pregnant.

‘Loving two women equally is no easy task…

A heavy sigh escaped Yohan’s lips.

Not that he regretted what had happened. It was just… he didn’t like himself.

“Mmm…”

Still sound asleep, Rudella fumbled around the bed, her hand seeking Yohan.

“Yohan…?”

Rudella’s eyes shot open as she realized he was not there. Her groggy gaze quickly darted around in search of Yohan.

“Are you awake?”

Of course, Yohan hadn’t left. He had merely moved, and her hand hadn’t been able to find him.

“Ah…”

Confirming his presence, Rudella let out a soft smile, crawled across the bed, and nestled into Yohan’s arms.

“I thought you’d left me.”

“Never.”

Yohan, who had been filled with worry just moments ago, gently stroked Rudella’s hair. She seemed to enjoy the gesture, snuggling even closer to him.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Hurt…”

Rudella’s fingertips grazed her waist and lower abdomen as she smiled.

Despite her fatigue, her gaze reflected a serene satisfaction and deep affection for Yohan.

“My waist feels quite sore… and there’s a bit of pain and stiffness.”

The stiffness and slight pain likely came from her muscles tensing during her first experience-or rather, from Yohan’s deep movements.

As for her waist… there was no excuse. Yohan had to admit he’d been overly passionate, not considering her limits.

“I’m sorry. I got carried away…”

“Ah, it’s fine.”

Rudella looked at him fondly, adding softly,

“It just shows how much you care for me.”

Her sweet smile and affection in her gaze stirred his heart.

“If you want to desire me, I’ll always accept it. Even if you disregard my wishes and force me, it’s fine. I want you to know that I’m yours, no matter the time or circumstance.”

“……”

She was saying something extraordinary with such a gentle face. Yohan felt a certain stirring in his lower body, but he couldn’t give in to his desires just yet.

After all, their first time had already pushed Rudella beyond her limits.

“But…”

Rudella cautiously looked up at Yohan, her crimson lips parting slightly.

“Are you going to keep speaking so formally?”

“Formally?”

“Last night, you didn’t speak so formally.”

“Ah.”

Yohan gently swept Rudella’s bangs to the side, revealing her delicate forehead.

“So you prefer casual speech, Rudella.”

“That’s… yes. I think I like it.”

Rudella averted her gaze, nodding quietly. Her ears were faintly flushed.

“But speaking formally is a habit for me.”

“Then mixing the two wouldn’t be so bad.”

“Mixing them?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm…”

That was what one would call a “semi-formal tone.”

Normally, it would make you seem strange, but when used on women, it could be surprisingly effective. Of course, it required the prerequisite of being absurdly handsome.

Naturally, Yohan met that prerequisite. His nickname as the social scene’s “trophy” wasn’t for nothing.

With a smile, Yohan nodded.

“Alright then, semi-formal it is.”

“Mhm…”

Satisfied with his response, Rudella buried her face into Yohan’s side. His firm, muscular physique made her heart flutter even more.

And the subtle scent of his skin- strangely addictive-only heightened her excitement.

She wanted to express her love as they had last night, but her lower abdomen, thighs, and waist were far from recovered.

Still, she could at least whisper her love.

“I love you. Truly.”

“I love you too.”

Yohan gently stroked Rudella’s head, then carefully asked,

“Rudella.”

“Hmm?”

“Last night… was it a unsafe day?”

“Hmm.”

A faint smile played on Rudella’s lips.

Her eyes, slightly narrowed, curved into a crescent shape, and her sky-blue gaze shimmered faintly.

“Well, what do you think?”

“Don’t joke about this.”

“Hmm… I’ll leave it to your imagination.”

“…Was it a unsafe day?”

Rudella’s mischievous smile deepened as she pressed her lips to Yohan’s side.

Smooch.

She left a mark on his skin with her glossy lips, then gently caressed her abdomen with one hand.

“Who knows? What do you think?”

As soon as she said that, Yohan’s face froze in tension.

Rudella chuckled softly, leaving small, warm traces of herself on Yohan’s skin. With every kiss, she seemed to imprint her presence on him.

“Fufu.”

Her only answer was to leave her marks on Yohan.

***

As usual, Francia had arrived at work at the Bureau, sorting through documents with dark, weary eyes.

Lack of sleep had taken its toll—her skin was dull, and her nerves were unusually on edge.

She hadn’t been able to sleep a wink all night. It was simply impossible. Yohan hadn’t returned to the mansion yesterday.

And without any explanation…!

“Surely… he must have spent the night with her.”

Francia already knew.

She knew exactly where Yohan had stayed last night.

Rudella Bismarck.

He must have spent the night with her.

Rustle.

The paper in her hands crumpled, losing its shape. After a brief resistance, the document was nothing more than a tightly scrunched ball.

“Ha…”

Francia let out a deep sigh.

Of course, she had agreed to Rudella’s terms and accepted a polygamous relationship, which allowed Rudella to become Yohan’s lover.

The two having a relationship? Sharing love? Naturally. As his lover, Rudella also had the right to receive Yohan’s affection and love.

But the jealousy welling up deep inside her was something she couldn’t control. It was an entirely human emotion and a possessiveness stemming from her role as his wife.

“Whew…!”

Francia took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions within her.

‘I need to stay calm. I’m the only one who shared Yohan’s first time. I’m the one he loves most. I’m his main wife…’

The fact that she was his main wife hadn’t changed. She knew that better than anyone. She was the one who took his first time.

Of course, it had been quite a shock when Yohan brought Rudella, announcing his intention to take her as a concubine. However, her love for him outweighed her disappointment, so she hadn’t held a grudge.

Still, if she stayed complacent, Yohan’s heart could shift toward Rudella.

…I need to do better.

Francia clenched her fists tightly.

Her crimson eyes brimmed with determination.

She needed to work harder to make Yohan love her even more.

Because she couldn’t let Rudella take her place as his main wife.

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