Chapter 110 (1/2)

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.