Leon moved between my legs, his presence looming over me like a shadow.
"Haa…~ Haaa~..."
Oh no…
My breath escaped in short, heated pants.
I sounded like a dog in heat.
I couldn't believe this was really happening.
Me... the Princess. The symbol of elegance and composure, admired by nobles and commoners alike. The one who walked with grace in every corridor of the palace, who carried the weight of the crown's dignity... was now lying beneath a man, trembling and gasping, completely lost to lust as he was about to have sex with me.
"You're a pervert, Princess," Leon said with a faint smirk. "I never would've thought."
"Hehehe…~ haa… haa~... I wouldn't have thought it myself…"
It was something I never imagined and had never allowed myself to consider.
That I might actually be a pervert.
