History at the Library
History at the Library - Chapter 110

The vibration?

Julian narrowed his brows, noticing that the source of the sound was near her genitalia.

Later, he noticed the whole situation.

“Ha, you’re playing like hot cakes.”

He gently glowed his eyes, lifting his lips as crooked as a warped plant. Then he reached out without hesitation and pulled down Cardel’s underwear. It was so wet that if he twisted it, water would drip like laundry.

A vibrating hard instrument was touched. If it had been left to this point, just imagining when it had been like this would naturally grind his teeth.

“Was this your taste? I’m sorry to hear that. I would have guessed it right if you had told me earlier.”

Julian didn’t think much of it until the famous eccentric Archmage Casil asked for a donation to invent a new s*x toy. When he explained it excitedly, saying it was a groundbreaking project, he just skipped it to see what else he was going to do.

He accepted the nonsense simply because he was the most magical man in the empire. Later, when the equipment was discovered, Casil’s magical adult goods attracted tremendous popularity and were exported around the world, while he, let alone used, did not even look at them.

Julian never needed a s*x toy that kept vibrating. His stuff could satisfy Cardel more than that.

Why did he invent such a thing and give it to a man who was in good condition? He wondered if that geek had finally lost his mind or was making fun of himself.

If he had known it would be used like this, he would have already punished Casil for disorderly conduct.

“Huh, laugh, Your Majesty. Please, don………”

“No.”

Holding a slender wrist with one hand was enough to keep it at bay. As she struggled, her hands became more and more shackled, Cardel was forced to sob low.

Julian looked into her tearful, leafy eyes. Cardel was looking up at him earnestly, disheveled. It’s a different face than when she cries with pleasure underneath him. Those anxious eyes that want to do something with herself. Crazy face.

“Tell me, you want me, you want me to mess you up.”

He scoffed at the inside of her flinching thigh with his fingers. In front of him, she could only say she didn’t like it, and she was willing to use embarrassing things for her craft, which made his life boil inside.

“How simple. Hit me. That’s all I need.”

Julian whispered in Cardel’s ear. Snowflake-like silver hair scattered down, and her eyes gazed as if they were piercing through her. His eyes, which were full of possessiveness, were stained only with the urge to keep the woman in front of her forever.

He swept her blonde hair from side to side and twisted her mouth while looking at her tear-stained eyes.

“I’m trying to suit your taste, now.”

“Ha…!”

Julian slowly pulled the thing that kept vibrating inside her. Cardel’s eyes quickly distorted as if she was holding back the pain, and soon closed.

He pulled it out completely and put it back in slowly. He repeated to take it out. He was just moving the instrument with his hands, but he felt explicitly on his fingertips that the object was stuck to the inner wall and opened. Live as if you put your stuff in.

Rather, it became harder for Julian himself to maintain his composure. The liquid flowed like a spring that never dries, so they couldn’t wet their thighs and stained the crumpled hem of the dress. He scoured her lips again because of an unfulfilled thirst.

Tell him, right now to put it in.

Finally, when the mouth that could only groan opened, Julian cried his dry throat with thirst.

And Cardel kicked such an emperor in the stomach.

“Sigh, shh, no. Get it out of there right now…….”

“Take it out now! Take it out now! Whoops!”

Rather than returning the answer he wanted, Cardel ended up bawling like a child. It was just pain if the pleasant pleasure went too far. Because of the peak, there was no horribly cruel torture long before the threshold that was already affordable.

Julian, who had no way of knowing how Cardel felt, became absurd. Even if he was kicked with weak feet, she was just itchy, let alone sick, but the fact that he was kicked was ridiculous.

After a while, freed from the shock, he let out a sound that was not sure whether it was a laugh or a sigh.

“Ha…”

Julian was so dumbfounded that he didn’t even get annoyed. Kicking the Emperor. He doesn’t know what people are crying about after committing a crime where they have nothing to say even if they are quickly disposed of right now.

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