NMP 2.2

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“Jeno, wake up. Ah, what should I do…”

Mikaela’s hands trembled. She didn’t know what had happened. An angry Jeno was on his way back to the castle after punishing the prince more violently than usual.

It was fine so far, but suddenly he stumbled out of the sky and lost his balance and fell. Fortunately, he took the form of a human right before he hit the castle tower, but even after the trauma healed naturally, he didn’t wake up.

Why isn’t he coming back to consciousness? I’m scared. If something happens wrong with Jeno.

“No. Please open your eyes, Jeno.”

“Ugh, huu…”

“I don’t know where it hurts, so I can’t use medicine…”

Another 30 minutes passed. Jeno, who was in pain and continuously uttering a painful sound, opened his eyes. Mikaela placed her palm on his forehead and checked his temperature.

There was still some fever, but he seemed to be better than when he had just lost consciousness. She was so overwhelmed with relief that she felt like she was about to burst into tears. She was fine even when she was threatened with a sword.

Jeno’s face contorted and he tried to get up.

“Are you okay? Can you move?”

At that moment, Mikaela’s body froze. Jeno pushed her hand away that had reached out to help him. He had never been so cold like that, and he didn’t even look at her. Even when she was a really annoying kid, Jeno didn’t act like this.

Maybe it was because he was sick. He could not afford to pay attention to her because he was not feeling well.

She tried to think so, but her hand was coldly pushed away. In an instant, Mikaela’s relieved heart vanished, leaving only an empty feeling of cold.

“…Ugh!”

Mikaela, who had been following behind hesitantly, unable to reach out again or even leave her seat at the shock of being pushed, hurriedly approached Jeno. His shoulders, which had been so strong, trembled to the point that she became scared.

“Are you in a lot of pain? Where are you hurting? Tell me. I’ll bring you medicine.”

There were different types of medicines in the warehouse. Although the number of daily necessities had decreased significantly in recent years, all medicines were still available. She had seen him take medicine when he had a terrible headache before, so Jeno would also take medicine.

She wished he could tell her. So she could help him. Because Jeno always helped her.

But the words he uttered in a hoarse voice were words of rejection. He didn’t even look at Mikaela this way like he didn’t want to see her.

Come to think of it, Jeno had been averting his gaze all along. The realization of being rejected made Mikaela’s chest throb.

“Leave me alone.”

“What if you fall down again? Your complexion looks bad.”

“You are not… the bad one.”

Jeno, who had been struggling to speak, suddenly burst out laughing. It wasn’t like him. Perhaps it was because he had lived for three thousand years, the Dragon could only smile faintly, even when he was at his happiest. It was Jeno who didn’t have much emotional change in the first place.

But now something was different. Even if it was different, it was too different.

“It’s me who is bad.”

“What are you talking about… G-Get up first. I’ll support you to the bed.”

“Bed.”

Jeno laughed again.

“I’m going to turn around.”

The voice calling Mikaela’s name was strangely chilling. Mikaela, who was trying to get him up, trembled involuntarily.

“I’ll count to three. Get out of my room before I spit out the last number, princess.”

“Jeno.”

“Then go back to your room. It’s better if you lock the door.”

“Since a while ago.”

She was about to ask what kind of nonsense he was talking about. The next moment, she made eye contact with him. Mikaela learned why he kept averting his gaze.

Jeno’s eyes had changed to those of a dragon. The pupils, which were different in shape from those of a human, contracted and enlarged repeatedly. She had never seen a case like this. It was proof that Jeno’s condition was not normal.

“On your shoulder.”

Jeno still whispered in a terrifying voice.

“Blood…”

“Ah, this? It’s okay. Never mind that. Rather than me, Jeno.”

She couldn’t continue to speak anymore. As he stared intently at Mikaela’s wound, he suddenly buried his face in her white shoulders. She felt a licking sensation on her skin. All of Mikaela’s thoughts stopped.

What was happening right now?

“Those Prince bastards should have their necks cut.”

Jeno said the scary words casually. Every time he opened his mouth, hot breaths touched Mikaela’s shoulders and scattered.

“It interferes with my morning appreciation every day. What a pleasure it is to look at you when you’re asleep. Of course, if it weren’t for their interference, it wouldn’t have ended with just appreciation.”

“…He’s probably sick and out of his mind right now. R-Right. You don’t even know what you’re talking about, do you? It can happen when you have a high fever.”

“I want to lick you.”

Mikaela shut her mouth.

“I want to suck you up and shove myself inside you.”

Jeno’s lips curled upwards. It wasn’t the familiar cynicism. It wasn’t even an expression that looked pathetically at a troublesome kid. In the dangerous atmosphere, Mikaela took a short breath.

“You grew up pretty, Mikaela. My sweet princess.”

A kind compliment that she would not normally hear poured into Mikaela’s ears. Then his lips touched her soft earlobe.

“I won’t hand you over to a prince.”

The hair on the back of her neck stood close to the voice distorted by jealousy and threats. Her body was dragged away before she could resist calling his name. Jeno’s burning chest slammed against Mikaela’s back.

 

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Mikaela tried to keep up with the situation. A body large enough to bury a little girl. Trapped in it, her chin was raised. Then Jeno’s lips swallowed her.

He was kissing her.

“…Mhm, uu.”

It was too deep for her first kiss. It was so hot that she felt faint. He repeatedly sucked Mikaela’s lips and let her go.

Jeno’s fingers, which had been holding her soft chin, were now rubbing lazily around her neck, fanning the heat inside her. Her toes curled up at the sensation of her skin being caressed. She felt like she was going to sob from embarrassment.

How should she breathe?

As her chest tightened, Jeno bit her thick lower lip slightly. Mikaela’s lips parted at the strange sensation.

“Mhm!”

Jeno turned his head and pushed his hot tongue in. The sensation of his tongue rubbing against her made Mikaela’s chest to inflate. The movement of his tongue was so obscene that it reminded her of something.

Their saliva mixed and their tongues became entangled. He snatched her small tongue that kept trying to hide inside and sucked it up with all his might. Every time the roots tingled, Mikaela’s waist trembled.

By the time Jeno’s hands gripped her breasts wrapped in the dress, Mikaela was unknowingly twisting her waist and rubbing her body like a cat.

The hem of the silk dress, light and soft as a feather, wrapped around Mikaela’s legs. As the silk and skin rubbed together, she gradually became captivated by a strange feeling. She felt a throbbing deep inside her body and a wet feeling between her legs.

“Hah, ha, ah.”

“…I’ve always wanted to do this.”

As soon as their lips parted, Jeno whispered as he looked down at Mikaela who was breathing heavily. Did he just say always? In the midst of a daze, his words permeated into Mikaela’s mind.

No, she should not take it to heart. He was in a state where something about him wasn’t normal right now. Whether he was poisoned or anything, he was not her usual Jeno anyway.

“Huu…”

Mikaela held back her tears and clung to him. She was confused by her dizzying emotions. Ever since she was a child, when she was upset, she would cling to him like this to soothe her heart.

“I don’t like that kind of expression, princess.”

Jeno muttered as he hugged her. He was moving with an uncomfortable body. He was worried that he might be overdoing it, but he looked like he didn’t care about the pain anymore.

In just three steps, Mikaela was lowered onto the soft bed.