Thank You For Being Trash

[ The duel between the 22nd Knights and Arne was decided by Acacia.

The man named Alec, who was going to duel with Arne, was more than twice the size of her. She grabbed her wooden sword, which she had been holding for a long time, with both hands.

Acacia announced the start of the match.

Acacia silently watched the duel between Arne and Alec. Arne, who was relatively small, had a good sense of speed. Even though Alec was slow, every shot was the decisive factor.

Seeing that, her determined eyes shook anxiously.

Arne and Alec's wooden swords met. The wooden swords met and made a dull sound. His great power pushed her backwards It was just one blow although her wrists were already numb.

Arne bit her lip and swung her wooden sword.

She had not been holding a sword for a long time, and her stamina was still lacking, so it was sloppy. Alec began to face her sword half-heartedly. It was an act that could be found even with closing his eyes.

Desperate for this situation, she looked like she was about to cry. Arne couldn’t do anything while she was faced with a situation where she can do anything she wants, directly with her own hands.

The tantrums rose in a sense of shame. Her broken body didn't move the way she thought it would.

Please, please… This damn body. A trash body that only knows how to be crushed under a man…

Arne despaired and again despaired. She swung her sword haphazardly. Then, the tip of her sword struck Alec's groin.

“Cough!”

At that, Alec dropped his sword in the pain and grabbed his crotch.

Arne looked at the place where Acacia was. She wished he would quickly acknowledge her victory, but he was not there.

Goosebumps sprung up behind her back.

Alec, who was hit in the center, grabbed her hair before throwing herself to the floor and muttered to her in a gloomy voice.

“I’ll have to check with you to see if the c*ck is functioning properly.”

Arne took a breath. She tried to force herself to push him away, though he didn't move as if a strong mountain was standing there.

He tore the clothes off her and grabbed her chest. At that moment, she glanced around with anxious eyes.

They all had their eyes shining as if they were seeing a rare sight, a rare spectacle. Among the many people, no one was on her side.

As she despaired, Arne gave up rebelling.

Since then, it was a dark battle.

It was difficult to even count how many people coveted her. Arne despaired. Still, if she trained her body, she might be able to get out next time. She had vain hopes. ]

“…What. What is this?”

A vicious voice resounded throughout the room.

It was Acacia's voice. He pulled out the anal plug embedded inside at once before untying my hands and wrapping his arms around me with a cloak that slid over my own shoulders. The man's p*nis came out of me.

Shi—Really shi…iit. I was going to climax soon.

"Haa… Move."

Acacia glared at them, full of wrath.

When did the sword come out of the scabbard..? The cool face shone. I was really about to climax, but I shed tears in despair as I was held in his arms. His vivid worried look reached me.

“…I’m sorry."

He apologized with a guilty expression as if he had admitted his crime. So soon… I was at my climax, so couldn't he have come a little late?

Thinking that, I glanced at him resentfully.

“I, I…am not qualified to be a knight.”

Acacia murmured lowly. No. I hadn’t been able to enjoy them all yet, I didn't want to leave the training ground yet. Nonetheless, he couldn't hear my words. I barely escaped the shock and moved my lips.

“…Let me go. If I leave…I can't meet Rewan."

Acacia's footsteps stopped.

“Is he that great of a man?”

“….”

…Was Rewan great? Rather than that, I wanted the c*ck of the men here. He stopped at the door in front of the training ground and moved slowly.

“Let me go!”

I gazed up at him with pathetic eyes.

There were a lot of p*nises that I hadn't eaten yet, so you couldn’t just take me out like this… It was an opportunity that would never come again. Besides, apart from the regret of not having s*x, there was a high possibility that if I left here, I would never really see Rewan again.

“I don’t know why you want to see him to the point of beating yourself.”

“…Let me go.”

“Is he precious enough to throw away the pride you most wanted to protect?”

I couldn't speak.

Acacia, who had stopped for a moment, moved without hesitation. The 22nd Knights' training ground gradually moved away from my eyes.

* * *

It was his home where Acacia had brought me. It was a mansion near the imperial capital close to the Imperial Palace. As if to represent his personality, the room was neat, and there were almost no decorations to the point that I thought it was desolate.

“Put water in the bathroom.”

At his command, the maid disappeared.

Even though Acacia arrived at the mansion, he did not put me down from his arms. He held me in his arms and stood quietly at the entrance of the mansion. When the maid announced that she had finished the water, he moved slowly.

He carefully removed the cloak and put me in the bathtub of water. The marble bathroom had an old-fashioned taste. Then, I peered around the bathroom slowly.

Wow, he seemed to be living well…?

The sound of splashing water filled the bathroom. I crouched down in the sadness that came over me. A firm touch that caressed me, and a sense of excitement that reached the climax. Although I couldn’t reach my climax, I let out a low sigh of regret.

“…Are you okay?"

“…No."

He surprised me…

I was bewildered that Acacia, which I thought was not around, was present in the bathroom. Confused, his hand touched my shoulder for a moment. Feeling his breath on the edge of my neck, his strong arms wrapped around my neck.

“…It is not your fault.”

Acacia hugged me tighter as if he didn't mind getting his clothes wet. For a moment, I was at a loss for words. His kind words echoed in my ears.

"No."

This was completely the result I wanted. It wasn't a matter of deciding what was wrong. I didn't deserve his sweet consolation, and I didn't need it. It was ironic that his kind consolation, words that I didn't need, were the words Arne wanted to hear so much.

And, somehow… I felt bad.

“…No."

Acacia's breath stopped.

As I breathed in slowly, I turned my head to meet Acacia's face. He looked like he was about to cry. He wrapped his trembling hands around my face and stroked my face gently and slowly.

“…May I kiss you?”

He asked me with a sad expression.

When I closed my eyes slowly as though agreeing with him, Acacia's soft lips touched my lips. A soft tongue shoved into my gaping mouth, and I grabbed his wet clothes and clung to him like someone who pursues tenderness.

His tongue gently pressed against the roof of my mouth and wrapped around me as he licked and sucked my lips.

As he tried to take his lips away, I clung to him and chased his lips.

He hugged me. Acacia’s warm body temperature was felt through the wet and clinging clothes. After a deep kiss, I pulled my lips away.

“…Hold me."

I clung to him with a look of anxiety as if I was being chased by something impatient… I stopped acting. I dragged him and pulled him into the spacious bathtub. Although there was no strength in me, he meekly was led into the bathtub.

—Splash.

The water in the bathtub poured down and made a loud noise.

Once again, I kissed Acacia's lips first. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his waist. He had sympathy for who I was now, and I would use that sympathy to get him.

“…Will you not regret it?”

“…I want to erase it.”

He hugged me. He carried me to the bedroom and moved his hand to remove all the wet clothes. However, the wetness made him unable to remove the clothes well, so he smiled awkwardly. At the same time, the unpleasant feelings that had been slowly engulfing my body disappeared. I was able to focus on having s*x with him.

Acacia's back, which had nice muscles, was full of scars. Though it was the same for broad chest, too.

I wiped the scar with my hand. I suddenly had a thought. Could I call him a character in a novel who lived a fierce life that I did not know…? He grabbed my hand, groping his scar. He bit my fingertips with his lips and chewed them well.

His tongue, which climbed up from my fingertips, touched my shoulder.

“….”

It ran down my neck and bit my chest. Because it was a soft and gentle touch, it felt more like comfort than sex for lust or desire. I don't deserve consolation. A deep sense of guilt, which had been pushed aside for a while, came back.

I valued pleasure first, and it always would be. I had no intention of changing. I was also the one, who drove Rewan, whom I had been living with for ten months, to his limbs. Now, this comfort from Acacia was not worth more than ‘s*x’ to me.

…Arne. Your country you wanted to rebuild. Your pride you tried not to give in. Your knight you were trying to protect.

It was of no value to me.

No value… No feeling.

Acacia's tongue touched my toes. He willingly leaned over and placed his lips on the top of my foot. It wasn't passionate, although it wasn't dull eyes either. My stomach churned in the eyes full of kindness.

I reached out and touched Acacia's hair.

His finger invaded my inside, which was wet with moisture. I stroked his head with one hand and kissed him finely on the cheek. Even though I was wet enough, he moved his fingers diligently as if trying to widen my insides.

His p*nis, with its head raised, seemed to have reached the limit already, but he gazed at me with a worried face.

‘Wow. It’s huge. Almost like a weapon? He was such a great thing behind his pretty face, I’m tempted…!’

I glanced at him with an uncomfortable face. He promptly noticed the change in my expression and asked me.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“…No."

Why was he so damn fast in noticing things?

I quickly erased my expression and bit my lip. Glancing up at him with wet eyes, Acacia opened my lips with his fingers.

"Lips. It will hurt.”

He slowly placed himself on the entrance and moved it up and down. A feeling of excitement flooded in when the hard, hot p*nis touched my entrance. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he grabbed my waist tightly with one hand and started pushing it slowly from the entrance.

“Huht…”

A soft moan escaped his mouth.

…That look was terrific. I bit his finger at the pressure that came over me. His face, as he began to move little by little, was distorted with pleasure.

"Haa…”

He tried to move as slowly as possible in consideration of me. Acacia postponed his own sexual desire and stared at my expression as if he was trying to match me. He kissed my lips like he was having s*x with a lover.

Whispering words of tender love… words that lovers say, such as ‘Pretty’ or ‘Lovely.’ Acacia, who was moving his body, hugged me. He whispered softly.

“Today, nothing happened.”

“….”

“Nothing happened.”

If these words, these sweet words were whispered to Arne instead of me, would she have been okay…?

Now, I was thinking of something meaningless.

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