Chapter 140: Archive Room I (R18)

As Ben walked through the spiraling corridors of the north mansions, his thoughts kept going back to Dongwhisper and how calm he was throughout the whole interaction.

Something felt really off. Around halfway through their interaction, Ben was subtly getting the sense that the bald man’s disposition towards him, and the way he looked at him, had changed.

There was patience in his demeanor, like a farmer waiting to later devour a properly fattened calf. And this feeling did not dissipate even after Ben had rejected his offer.

Ben shuddered as he felt the creeps, his noble knight realm senses telling him that he had to steer clear of that person. Though there was something else, other than vengeance, he was still curious about Dongwhiper, but it was best to play safe, as no one knows what cards he might have up his sleeve.

Ben sought direction from some of the other maidservants he was familiar with, and was easily directed to the archive room.

From the outside of the room that was on the innermost part of the north mansion, it didn’t look like much, just an entrance to a single room, but when he entered, he found it to be very wide, seems to be a combination of two or more connected room, and there were long shelf filled with parchments and scrolls, all kept in pristine condition and organized neatly. Almost like a typical library with some convenient differences.

Hanging on a small ladder and fitting some bindings on a segmented parchment, Lyra turns sharply as she hears the sound of the archive doors opening. Not many people visit this place, as only immediate bloodlines, special guests favored by the duchess, or sometimes people invited by her.

As she turned, she hoped it was the person she was expecting, and her face bloomed into a beautiful smile as she saw Ben walk into the room with the parchments and scrolls in hand.

"I have come to gaze upon your beauty once more, my lady"

Ben commented in a flirtatious teasing.

"Didn’t you come to deliver the scrolls ?"

Lyara remarked with a blush as she climbed down from the wooden ladder. Ben extended one hand to help her down like a gentleman as he added cheekily.

"Well, that too."

"Give it here."

Lyra remarked playfully, collecting the texts from Ben and going over to some other part of the room to arrange them on the shelves, Ben watching how her waist swayed with such flexible tenderness. Lyra noticed his gaze but simply carried on with a deepening blush.

"How was your adventure through the city ?"

Lyra asked Ben, which wasn’t surprising to Ben since he had shared his plans to visit some notable places in the city of Tellon during their short encounter the other day.

Ben regaled her with a few exciting details, conveniently omitting the parts where he was with other ladies. The conversation flowed smoothly, and Lyra was never short of things to say. Ben found that the chemistry he had with this young lady in terms of conversation alone was more powerful than any of the other women he’d met in this world, even more than the twins.

Before long, they had ended up on the floor of the archive room, playing a game of tic-tac-toe, which Ben had taught her. She was able to learn the game really fast, and she was winning against Ben repeatedly.

"I don’t want to play anymore."

Ben announced, pouting at his repeated losses, folding his hands and turning away from the game, intentionally teasing her by acting like a child. This made Lyra burst out laughing, and in a bid to pull Ben back to the game, they found themselves in a very sensual position with Lyra on top of Ben.

The heated chemistry between them had slowly built to an extent that such a position had caused Lyra’s cheeks to flush, looking into Ben’s eyes, her heart heaving against her chest, and her cleavage rising and falling in tandem inside her bodice.

Just like her nature of being really open with her feelings, Lyra lowered her lips to Ben’s as she met his in a heated kiss. The kiss was deep and sensual, tongues entwining slowly as their arousal peaked, Ben’s hands gliding over her back, down her round, curvy waist, before settling and squeezing into her ass cheeks and relishing her fullness. Lyra’s beautiful hands were on the ground as she kissed Ben in progressively burning passion, yet Ben could sense the clumsiness in her technique. Her actions were raw and instinctual, but just as exciting and delectable.

"You’re so hot"

Ben intoned, their lips separated with a lingering connection of saliva, their breaths heated and smoky, Lyra’s cleavage heaving, her eyes glazed over in arousal as she latched onto Ben’s lips again, kissing ravenously, her hands reaching towards the hem of Ben’s shirt, hurriedly pulling it up, and Ben soon lay there on his back, naked on top.

Lyra dove down, kissing and licking across Ben’s naked chest. Ben, who’s never one to slack off, also proceeded to pull up Lyra’s gown, and in the same motion, pulled down her undergarment from one beautiful leg out at a time from the fabric, their actions hurried and ravenous, like beasts in heat.

The heat from between Lyra’s thighs as well as her intoxicating scent, the kissing and stimulation as she reversed the roles, sucking on Ben’s manly chest and nipples, the combined sensation brought his erection to full mast as he lowered his pants, his throbbing seven-inch, veiny cock springing free and slapping Lyra in her mid thigh.

Lyra, in the heat of passion, dazed in hunger, just about registered the fact that Ben actually had a cock, before her primal instincts took over as she positioned her wet, steaming pussy over Ben’s length, sitting on it slowly as she let out a loud moan.

"Arrgh!"

Ben’s brow creased in pleasure as his cock dove into Lyra’s steaming, moist, and enrapturing pussy, his cock igniting in sweet sensation as she lowered herself onto him, before feeling himself break through a barrier, Lyra moaning in slight discomfort and pleasure, quivering with her small hands on Ben’s chest.

"Nnnh!"