Ruth stared at him blankly, as if shocked, and Ail raised his eyebrows as if displeased.
“There’s no point in making that face. You’re the one who said you would sell yourself.”
With those words, Ail’s penis, which had been deep inside him, suddenly withdrew. Ruth moaned and gasp at the sudden movement, but Ail plunged back in again. His penis, rough and unyielding, rubbed against his inner walls, without any lubricant.
It felt like the small hole between his buttocks was being torn apart, and blood was flowing.
He could hear his own sniffling, perhaps because of the blood.
Ruth was in excruciating pain, his lower body throbbing. He grabbed Ail’s arm, which was moving above him, and begged.
“St-stop… It hurts…”
He dug his nails into his arm, clinging on, but Ail only moved his hips more forcefully. He didn’t seem to be planning on stopping at all. With each thrust, his penis pressed deeper into him, sending waves of pain through his lower abdomen. It felt like his body was going to split in two. Ruth clutched at Ail’s arm, and he grabbed his wrist and pressed it down onto the bed.
Ail let out a rough breath, his penis still buried deep inside him. Ruth held his breath, listening to his breaths as they fell upon his chest. His wrist trembled in Ail’s grasp, and blood dripped from his torn lips.
Ail smiled as he looked at Ruth’s face, contorted in pain. Then, he slowly lowered himself and began to lick his blood. Ruth stared blankly at the ceiling, his face filled with fear.
He licked up all of his blood, from his chin to his lips, and then bit his wounded lip. Ruth couldn’t even scream this time, and he flinched.
Ail thrust his hips again, and his penis plunged back inside him.
Ruth’s body flinched as his penis brushed against his sensitive spot. A dull ache spread through his lower abdomen. It felt like electricity was coursing through his body. A powerful sensation, intense enough to be felt in his fingertips, flowed through his.
Ruth let out a breath, a sigh or a gasp, it was unclear. Ail, understanding the meaning of that sigh, laughed cruelly.
“It’s supposed to be painful… What’s wrong? Do you like it here? Should I rub it, or should I take it out?”
Ail’s hips moved slightly, brushing against the sensitive area inside him again. Ruth’s body jumped. He felt his head grow fuzzy again, and his body began to heat up.
He was burning up, his throat felt like it was on fire.
Ruth shook his head, unable to bear the sensation. Ail asked again, seeing that he didn’t answer either way.
“Are you saying to stop?”
Ail, who had not blinked when he begged him to stop, suddenly stopped moving. His massive penis remained lodged inside him, filling the tight space. Ruth felt a tingling sensation somewhere inside him, and he unconsciously moved her hips. Ail frowned slightly.
“Don’t suck it in like that. If you’re going to do that, then say something properly.”
Ail’s body began to move again. His penis, targeting a specific spot, began to tear through his insides. His mind was also being shaken mercilessly.
It was the first time in his life he had felt such pleasure. An intense sensation, burning hot all the way to his fingertips, ran wild through his body, drowning his mind. Ruth, forgetting his shame, swayed to Ail’s movements, and soon he was moaning in pleasure.
He writhed, his body shaking with pain and pleasure, his legs wrapped tightly around Ail’s waist. He clung to his shoulders.
He couldn’t think about anything. Only ecstasy remained.
It felt like he was dreaming a hazy dream. A dream of falling endlessly into the depths of the ocean. But it wasn’t a nightmare. The water was incredibly comfortable and calm. Ruth, lost in the comfort, was sleeping soundly when he was awakened by a hot breath on his shoulder.
Someone was kissing his bare skin. And they kept touching his neck and chest, preventing him from falling back asleep. The tingling sensation made him open his eyes and turn his head. His eyes met Ail’s as he was touching his neck. The moment he saw his golden eyes, bathed in sunlight, Ruth sat up straight.
“Ugh!”
As he sat up, a sharp pain shot through his waist, and Ruth broke out in a cold sweat. Ail, lying next to him, clicked his tongue.
“Lie back down.”
Ruth, forced to lie back down by Ail’s hand, closed his eyes and opened them again, the pain gradually subsiding. He thought back to what had happened the night before. The memory of the night, which had been horribly messy, made him sigh, but he quickly gave up on the idea of turning back time. There was no point in dwelling on it, it would only hurt him.
Then, he suddenly realized how hot the sun was.
“Uh, the time… ”
“It’s already past lunchtime.”
“Ah, work… ”

Ail lightly pressed down on Ruth, who was about to get up from his bed again.
“I’ve processed your resignation from the Knight Commander position of the Crimson Knights as of yesterday. Kaelen will be handling the work for now. The next Knight Commander will be chosen by the Grand Knight Commander.”
Ruth was taken aback by Ail’s sudden announcement. Resigning so abruptly? It was ridiculous. The handover hadn’t even been properly done yet, and he was still in a state of disarray.
“Why… ”
Ruth looked confused. Ail showed a hint of annoyance at his expression.
“Did you forget about last night? The deal is done, so you’re officially becoming my concubine starting today. You’ll be staying in my room for now, and once the repairs on the North Palace are finished, you can move there. Your father is still alive, so you can’t enter as a concubine.”
Ruth’s face hardened, seemingly shocked by Ail’s blunt explanation. In their conversation last night, he had thought their relationship would be a one-time thing. He thought he would spend just one night with him and that would be the end of it. He hadn’t intended to go to the North Palace or become a concubine.
He thought it was just once. He thought it would be over after just once.
Ail, clearly reading her mind, felt a pang of sadness and reached out to stroke his hair.
“You’re mine now. You sold yourself to me, so you can never escape my side. It’s your fault for making such a deal in the first place.”
As he said that, Ail inhaled the scent of his hair and kissed his fine strands. Ruth looked at him, unsure how to react to his affectionate gesture.
“Rest. I have to go out to receive reports.”
After saying that, Ail kissed his cheek again. He gave him a farewell as tender as a real lover would, and Ruth, without realizing it, grabbed the hem of his clothes. Ail turned back, smiling at his touch. He seemed to be quite pleased that he was holding onto him.
“Why? Even if you ask me to stay, I can’t. I’ll be back soon.”
Ail’s words, as if comforting a lover who didn’t want to be separated, even for a moment, made Ruth look a little confused. That wasn’t why he had grabbed him.
“I… It’s not that… ”
“Not that?”
“The execution order for Elsen… ”
Ruth, forcing out his voice, which was hoarse and barely audible, asked Ail if he had revoked the order from yesterday. Ail, who had been looking down at him with a smile, suddenly turned cold.
“I revoked the order. Don’t worry. I keep my promises.”
Ruth’s hand fell away at his reply. Seeing his arm fall limply, Ail looked bitter. He didn’t feel good about it.
“Meril will come in and treat you. Just lie down and sleep.”
Ail, suddenly harsh, turned towards the door. Ruth watched his back, and as soon as he heard the door close, he fell back asleep.
His fingertips were numb and sore.
He no longer had the energy to keep his eyes open.
Ail, sitting in what was normally the Emperor’s office, was receiving reports, and he was consistently kind and gentle with everyone. Even when told that the search for Elsen and Erita had yielded no results, he reassured them, saying it wasn’t their fault and offering words of encouragement. Ail’s behavior, which had been so irritable just the day before, had become overly generous overnight, surprising even the Grand Knight Commander of the Crimson Knights.
What had happened last night? The Grand Knight Commander wondered, as he left the Emperor’s office. As soon as he left, Ail leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh. Taking over the Emperor’s office and gradually extending his influence to other matters was exactly what Ail had intended. His coming-of-age ceremony was just around the corner, and the Emperor was seriously ill, so he had planned to use this incident as an opportunity to seize power. And things were going better than expected. The Chancellor Kaizel, having been caught with a weakness, was unable to speak up, so no one dared to interfere with Ail.