Spring Snow - Chapter 2 Part 3 [H]

The tongue that brushed against the soft palate swept over her teeth. The ticklish sensation filled her, enough to make her ni*ples harden. The hand that had held her chin wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer. Eunhwan slowly opened her eyes. Cautiously, she placed her hand on his chest. It felt like they shouldn’t get any closer. Instead of gently pushing him away, she grabbed his collar, and the man who had been mixing his tongue with hers opened his eyes. A long trail of saliva was left between their parted lips. Eunhwan looked at him, breathing heavily. The corners of her eyes, where tears had flowed, were still damp.

“Wrap your arms around my neck.”

She blinked and stared at him. The emperor commanded solemnly. Eunhwan, stopped looking at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She thought of the empress dowager. More precisely, she thought of what the empress dowager had said.

‘The emperor is a man who does not know women. He dislikes even the touch of a person’s skin, not just a woman’s skin.’

However, Eunhwan thinks he would probably like it. He said that if it were Eunhwan’s genit*ls, he might not find it disgusting and might delve in. So, it would be possible to introduce the woman to the emperor. And then…  once the emperor gets to know the woman, he will have an empress. Naturally, after receiving the main palace, he will fill the six palaces to ensure a prosperous lineage.

Countless concubines would fill the palace and hover around him. It was only natural. And Eunhwan naturally wished for it. After embracing Eunhwan and getting to know women, she hoped he would be able to hold flower-like concubines just as his father and the emperors before him had done and become the father of countless princes and princesses.

“Umm…”

Their lips met again. A moan escaped. The breath that came out carried a hint of longing. Her lower body throbbed. He roughly grasped her chest. It was a deep cle*vage that could reveal her bre*sts. If she were a young and beautiful concubine, she could always seduce the emperor and wrap her legs around his waist.

The emperor, having untied the strings binding her chest, grasped her prominent chest. Eunhwan twisted her shoulders and scratched his back. As she struggled and tried to push him away, their tongues intertwined even deeper. The emperor, pulling her closer, kneaded her chest and grasped her b*ttocks.

How did it come to this? The erect member touched her v*lva. Eunhwan averted her gaze and stared at the hand that was pushing up her skirt. The emperor hated women. The reason was unknown, but he had been like that since he was a boy. After his ascension to the throne, he often disgusted the court ladies sent by the empress dowager and drove them away. However, the emperor Eunhwan experienced was different. Except for the week after their first sexual encounter, the emperor always clung to her. He kneaded her plump butt*cks and rubbed his erect member against her v*lva. As a concubine, she couldn’t show her dislike.

Usually, just like the women in the palace who became concubines after receiving royal favor, Eunhwan had no family to rely on. Typically, such concubines had a lower standing compared to other concubines. Unlike noble daughters who were formally selected and entered the palace like the empress, their rank was also lower.

Although Eunhwan and Hwa Taebi were somewhat unusual cases, even Taebi, who had been favored by the emperor for her entire life and had given birth to as many as thirteen children, could not ascend to the position of Empress Dowager. If she had been the daughter of a noble and had formally married the emperor, she would have enjoyed the status of the Holy Empress Dowager as the emperor’s biological mother.

“…….What are you thinking about?”

Did the emperor read the torment in her unfocused eyes? The emperor asked again. Eunhwan thought about why she often incurred the emperor’s wrath. The emperor, who would suddenly lash out and try to unleash his anger, often got angry at Eunhwan.
Even though she tried to please him and show respect as much as possible, he often remained aloof. She couldn’t figure out what he wanted. If she lived like this for the rest of my life, she felt like she would die of stress before my time.

“Eun-hwan.”

“Nothing, nothing at all…”

Even if she were to ask, she didn’t know what to say. Was it hard to believe the Empress Dowager’s words that the Emperor couldn’t bear to touch a woman? The Emperor acted completely contrary to that hint. The Empress Dowager’s claim that he hated women to the point of avoiding any physical contact seemed false. I couldn’t trust the rumors circulating in the palace either. Eunhwan had never experienced a man other than emperor man but I had never known a man as lustful as him. It seemed he knew everything about affairs with women.

Of course, even if he didn’t sleep with the woman, he must have already received education about sex*al matters, so I thought he would know enough. Even so, he didn’t seem like a person doing it for the first time. He didn’t seem like a man who hated women either. Something felt off.

“Hwan-ah”
Eunhwan, who had been rolling her eyes, looked at the emperor. Her eyelids twitched.

“Why are you so easily startled?”

“…….”

“Why do you fear me so? How can you fear your husband like this?”

The emperor whispered softly. It felt like the ground beneath her feet, touching the void, was cracking and collapsing.

***

Disheveled black hair was imbued with a fragrant scent. Yunhyeop picked up his wife’s long hair and rubbed it on his lips and the tip of his nose. Then he kissed her shoulder. She was a woman with pale, round joints. Her outline was faint, as if it would disappear if touched.

However, the upturned corners of her eyes are dark and sultry. Beneath her fluttering eyelashes, her eyes are black and moist. Her eyes have never been dry… Thus, his wife aroused his vulgar lust while also making him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

“Eun-hwan”

Yunhyeup whispered softly to his wife. Even when he called her name, she didn’t wake up. It seemed like no matter what he did, she wouldn’t wake up once she fell asleep. He started to worry about what would happen if someone carried her away. It was a silly thought, but amusingly, Yunhyeup felt a sense of unease that someone might steal her away without him knowing.

For that reason, he gave her the title even after lowering the palace along with the title of nobility, but he was still tied up in Hwasimjeon. His eunuch, who had initially thought it was not right, now seem to agree with him.

“Eun-hwan.”

Whispering to the woman who wouldn’t wake up once more, he embraced her. Wrapping his long arms around her shoulders and pulling her close, the woman let out a small whimper. She was like a baby. He didn’t like children, but he thought it would be nice if a baby were in this woman’s womb.

‘The succession must continue…’

“Where did you pick this up? Huh? Where did you find such a pretty thing and brought it to my room?”

One day, he was walking to Huirak Palace. The Empress Dowager, who was old enough to have seen at least seven heirs, was angry that he had not brought in a primary consort or even a concubine. He wore a nonchalant expression but chewed over his disgust as if it were madness.

I hated women. Not just women, but men and children too; I hated the feel of another person’s skin brushing against mine. I would rather touch a dead corpse than feel the warmth of a living person. But Eunhwan was different. He still didn’t understand the difference between Eunhwan and the brazen women who had come into his bedroom.

They were all same. The concave v*lva and the soft bre*sts. Yet, some women were disgusting while others were sweet. I didn’t know what the difference was, but Eunhwan was not just a ‘woman,’ she was simply ‘Eunhwan.’ That much was clear.

Eunhwan was fragrant and sweet. She had cat-like upturned eyes and soft lips. When rubbed and pressed, she would become ticklish and the heat would spread to her lower body. When other shijimnyeo touched him, it made him feel nauseous.

“This time, you might actually like it. So don’t just dismiss it, take a closer look. It’s a good and lovely child who will surely make the emperor’s night enjoyable.”

The Empress Dowager spoke as if she was quite confident. Yunhyeop smiled softly without replying. Her gaze was merely kind, yet it gnawed at him like a thorn stuck in the tip of his finger. And it was around midnight. Eunhwan was wrapped tightly in a cloth. Her pale face between the thick folds of the cloth looked like a pear blossom.

He thought of mocking the woman as revenge against the Empress Dowager, who had insulted him with a single glance,just as she insulted his mother. Would spreading her legs and having her poke around down there would cool the anger that had risen to the top of my head? Until the moment I entered the inner chamber, rage surged through me. How dare they think of him as anything less? Did she think him as his own child, just because he grew up in the Empress’s palace?

However, he knew who the Empress Dowager was. He also knew what kind of woman she was. The reason Yunhyeop did not regard the Empress Dowager as a mother was not because he was not born from her womb. At the very least, if the Empress Dowager considered Yunhyeop as her own child, he wouldn’t have just uttered the word “mother.”

However…

“Eun-hwan.”

The closed eyelids looked like the white wings of a cabbage white butterfly. As if having a nightmare, the long eyelashes trembled slightly. Yunhyeop, clad in a single layer of a thin robe, poured over Eunhwan’s slender body. The thick chest that embraced the pale, thin body trembled faintly.

He didn’t know what to think of Eunhwan. Eunhwan’s very existence was an insult to him. From the moment she set foot in this palace. From the moment she was brought here by the Empress Dowager. She was the insult the Empress Dowager had handed him.

Madness akin to a disease. An insurmountable sense of helplessness. A delusion so strong that he would rather touch a corpse than a woman’s skin. He hated women, so there were no court ladies in the Hwasimjeon. That alone was truly a sign of mental instability. He was well aware of his madness. Therefore, the women the Empress Dowager summoned to sit on his bed were nothing short of an insult.

It’s just a mockery of the madness that won’t improve. Yunhyeop gently embraced Eunhwan and rubbed his lips against Eunhwan’s protruding ones. It’s terrible to even touch a woman, but Eunhwan is different. Eunhwan’s chest was enchanting, and Eunhwan’s genit*ls were dizzying. The shallow p*bic hair, the deeply recessed genit*ls, the clearly exposed h*le, the wet sounds… It should be an insult, and he should grab her by the hair as before. But when he saw Eunhwan, he just wanted to kiss her and hear the ripe sounds.

‘Crazy b*stard.’

Yunhyeop, who had been rubbing his skin against her plump lips, looked into Eunhwan’s eyes with a dark gaze. With her sharp eye corners, softly gliding nose, pale and delicate jawline, and fluttering nape, she was like a flower bud blooming under the summer sun. Everything that touched his fingers was smooth and dewy. He raised his hand and traced the moist corners of her eyes. When she opened these eyes wide, it was so intoxicating it felt like a delusion. His lower body hung heavily, with veins bulging…
With a hand that had been tracing the corner of her eye, he touched the small earlobe. As the creature began to rise slowly, Eunhwan’s knee touched it. He removed his hand from the earlobe and grasped the round chest. His hand was two spans larger than that of an average man. Yet, Eunhwan’s chest fit perfectly in his grip.

As if she were a woman prepared just for him. It seemed like she had been presented to him at just the right moment. No matter how much he kneaded her chest, Eunhwan didn’t respond, so Yunhyeop stared at her intently and bit her ni*ple.

“Ummm…”

Eunhwan twisted her shoulder and tried to push his head away. Yunhyeop, unfazed, suckled on the round, plump ni*ple like a little bean. It was an empty bre*st. If she had been nursing, something would have come out. With a sense of regret, he continued to suckle and aimed a club-like object at the h*le. Eunhwan whined and tried to push him away.

“Shhh-”

He pierced the Eunhwan with the object he had been groping around the h*le. Then he waited for her to fall asleep again without moving his waist. The woman, who had been narrowing her eyes, soon fell into a deep sleep again. He slowly began to thrust his waist. The tip sliding into the h*le enjoyed the sensation inside the v*gina.

“Eun-hwan.”

I touched her plump thighs and looked down at her. She was a woman as gentle as a child. Even her sleeping face was that gentle. She had a fair and beautiful face. Whether inside or outside the palace, she must have been constantly pursued. A woman born with such a seductive face couldn’t help but attract men.

“Her personality seems quite fierce…”

So gentle. He slid his lips.

“Hmm…”

It was when he thrust the object in deeply. Eunhwan, who had been sleeping with her arms spread like a child, grimaced and let out a nasal cry. Yunhyeop looked down at the woman blankly. The sound of his testicl*s slapping against her perin*um was heard. The woman twisted her chest and gasped. He adjusted his position, turned her to the side, and embraced her from behind. He inserted his member again, kissed her cheek, and lifted one of her legs.

I licked the h*lix with my tongue and watched as my genit*ls entered the h*le. My mouth was dry despite the constant thr*sting. It was when I raised my hand to explore the h*le. Suddenly, my deceased father came to mind. My father had also held my mother like this. He had held my mother, who was crying softly in this position, for a long time. She was a thin body with nothing but a chest. The image of my mother’s belly, swollen like a gourd due to pregnancy, appeared before my eyes. He shook the object while holding my mother, who was crying to the point of breaking.

Even though the essence that had already been poured into the h*le was taking root and growing in the w*mb, the hips did not stop. It was a bizarre sight. To him as a child, it was overwhelmingly grotesque. His mother, who did not look happy at all, was swaying in the act of giving birth.

I felt nauseous and sick to my stomach. Grabbing my turned stomach, I vomited right there. Only then did my father notice that I was barely hiding behind the chest. I was half-crawling away, gagging. The man and woman intertwined like beasts looked at me. My mother, pierced by my father’s object, was struggling and trying to push him away. It was then that my father, ignoring her will, began to thr*st.

“Uh, huh, ah, ah!”

Eunhwan cried. Yunhyeop looked down at the woman. Eunhwan was the greatest insult among the women sent by the Dowager to mock him. Just her appearance alone was a contempt to him. Yet, with such a face, crying so sweetly and clinging to him, he felt a chill. The woman from Hwirak Palace was piercing through him. If he got aroused by looking at her, and if he were to embrace her…

“Your Majesty…”

“Have you ever been told that you resemble Empress Dowager Hwa?”

Eunhwan’s gaze turned towards her trembling genit*ls. Her frightened eyes were shaking endlessly. It seemed as if the woman was sobbing in time with the teasing. Eunhwan, who had been intermittently moaning, tightly gripped the golden needle. The look of fear was evident. She asked once more before bursting into tears.

“Haven’t you ever been told you look like my mother?”

***

It was a stern face. It couldn’t be said that he wasn’t angry even with kind words. She couldn’t even muster the courage to say anything to the face filled with fury. The eyes, full of a fierce expression, even made the member stand erect. Eunhwan stared at the beads of sweat on his chest, flowing down to his well-defined abs.

“Ah, ha, ha…”

Even though she bit her lip and tried to swallow, the sound scattered. The object repeatedly hitting the same spot was rough. Her cheeks trembled violently. It was a physiological reaction. She grimaced and then felt his breath. As Eunhwan twisted her shoulder, the man’s hand swiftly lifted her. Her heart pounded heavily.
“Eun-hwan”

Both nip*les were grabbed. Eunhwan grimaced in pain. “Your Majesty,” she murmured softly.

“Spread your l*bia.”

“Your Majesty.”

“Hurry. Spread it with your hands and come up here.”

The emperor gestured with his chin. Eunhwan, who was watching him, parted her own l*bia. The emperor’s gaze lingered on her for a long time. He spoke again in a hoarse voice.

“You have to turn it inside out to the hole.”

“Your Majesty. Please…”

“Isn’t Jim your man? I’ve seen it several times already. So there’s no need to blush.”

“However…”

With a dazed expression, Eunhwan blinked and peered into the h*le. The gaping h*le was a bright crimson. The white flesh was half-exposed, making him swallow hard. It was a ridiculous sight. Why Eunhwan? As he pondered.

“Come up.”

Eunhwan, who had been flipped inside out, climbed onto his thigh with a small gasp. The woman, struggling to reinsert the erect object, glanced at him. Yunhyeop watched as she wiggled her hips to aim for the h*le.

“Your Majesty…”

“Finish what you were saying. What do you need me to do?”

Eunhwan sniffled. Yunhyeop clicked his tongue and looked coldly at the woman. Eunhwan resembled his mother, from her strong features to her delicate temperament. His mother also often trailed off in her speech in front of the deceased king. She cried frequently and was irritable. When bored, she would scratch her eyes and tremble and cry by herself.

He still couldn’t tell if it was out of fear or guilt. Maybe it was both. Eunhwan, stopped with her legs spread apart, looked at him. Her half-soaked face was pale and clear. He raised his hand and gently stroked Eunhwan’s genit*ls. Then held her hips. And then, he gently sat her down.
The p*nis that pushed into the h*le was tight. Eunhwan twisted her waist in discomfort. He kept kissing her face, which was contorted in pain. The forehead and the corners of her eyes. The bridge of her nose and the philtrum. He adjusted his hold to make her comfortable and positioned himself so she could lean against his chest. After pulling her waist tightly, he moved his waist. Eunhwan gasped for breath and let out a cry.

“Ah, ah, haah! Ah, ugh, hng…”

The image of the broken mother came to mind. The woman who cried endlessly on the solid chest of a young father. The father who, even after finding his child, couldn’t stop his l*wd thrusts. The way he ended up just like the parents he hated to the point of madness. The man who embraced the woman while indulging in this filthy and vulgar act… The woman who made him this way was maddeningly lovable.

“Eun-hwan.”
“Ahh. Huh, huh! Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”

In sync with the upward thrust of his hips, Eunhwan shook her bre*sts and lifted and lowered her b*ttocks, looking at him with wet eyes. Her full lips brushed against his chin. He pressed his lips against hers, which clung to him as if searching for milk. Eunhwan’s round bre*sts pressed against his firm chest. He stood up, holding the woman, to change positions while moving in and out. Eunhwan let out a short scream and gasped for breath.

“Put strength into the thighs that are hugging the waist.”

It was a hoarse voice. Eunhwan hung limply, sweating profusely. The moisture that had gathered in her eyes trickled down her cheeks. The long, thick member lightly tapped her per*neum. Heat began to slowly creep back into the sensitive h*le. It felt as if a bug was gnawing at the inner walls. She panted, wanting to swallow the throbbing sensation that brushed against the h*le.

“Do you want it?”

The emperor burst into a hoarse laugh and asked. Eunhwan, flushed with anger, couldn’t respond. She was merely left as a h*le. A body with no head, only a bright v*lva. Just a pair of sagging bre*sts and a plump behind. All she could do was remain stuck and writhe in agony.

“Doesn’t this hole want to take my cock?”

The emperor, wiping away his murky smile, was fierce. Eunhwan merely parted her lips. The thighs that tightly embraced his waist twitched. His hand brushed through the p*bic hair and touched the perin*um. Eunhwan watched as he rummaged through the swollen clit*ris and dark l*bia, which had become plump like an erect p*nis. The h*le gaped slightly, spilling out the swallowed s*men. Long fingers probed the h*le. Then, he scraped the spilled s*men.

“Ugh…”

The waist trembled slightly. The emperor, who had seen his own seed, pushed it into the h*le with the tip of his p*nis. Eunhwan tilted her head back and shook her chest. The emperor, who had grabbed and spread her b*ttocks wide, began thrusting his waist and let out a low groan. Every time the thick and hot object, thicker than a regular p*nis, plunged deep into the inner walls, Eunhwan’s nails dug in.

“Ahh! Ahh! Your Majesty! Your… Majesty! Yes, ugh!”

The hand that was scratching the thick chest in the shape of an inverted triangle wrapped around the neck to prevent slipping. Eunhwan burst into tears, clinging to the rugged muscles. Her l*bia trembled. An obscene moan escaped her lips, driven by the overwhelming sensation. Eunhwan, who had been crying out like a cat, buried her head in his shoulder, trembling. The emperor, who had been thrusting repeatedly, bit her earlobe and licked her auricle with his tongue. In an instant, the dam holding back the water broke. The emperor, having pulled out his member, watched the water gushing from Eunhwan’s h*le. Startled, Eunhwan tried to pull away, loosening her thighs, but he did not allow it. Holding her b*ttocks, he watched the water fall to the floor.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty. I don’t want to. I don’t want to. Ugh, I don’t like it, I don’t like it…”

She, having regained her senses, tried to pull away from him in fright. However, the emperor merely stared blankly at her clinging to him and laid her down on the floor. Eunhwan stepped back, trying to retreat. He grabbed her slender ankle and dragged her. Eunhwan burst into tears like a child.

“Ugh, sniff, sniff… I don’t want to…”

Seeing Eunhwan shaking her head while crying, the emperor pulled her close and slapped her exposed v*lva. When Eunhwan, startled, tried to close her legs, the emperor looked at her sternly. Reluctantly, she spread her legs and exposed her v*lva. The emperor then sat her on his thigh, inserted his fingers into her h*le, and thrust in and out as if moving his waist.

“Ah, ah…”

She bit her lip at the thrilling sensation. Even though only a finger had entered, the relentless sensation was intense. Eunhwan tilted her head back with her mouth open. Her p*lvis twisted. Not knowing what else to do, she grabbed the emperor’s shoulder, clawing at it and sobbing.

He pulled down her half-raised b*ttocks and squeezed her chest as if tearing it apart, draining the water from the h*le. Shamefully, it wasn’t just a trickle of water seeping out. Eunhwan screamed and cried in a fit of violent pleasure.

“Ugh! Your Majesty! Ah, ugh!”

The emperor kissed her as she gasped for breath. Removing his hand from the h*le, he quickly rubbed her clit*ris and thrust his tongue into her mouth. With her eyes half-rolled back, she clung to him, but as she reached her climax, she went limp.

“Eun-hwan”

Surprised, Yunhyeop laid her on the bed and placed his ear on her chest. Fortunately, he could still hear her heartbeat. He grimaced slightly, looked down at the unconscious woman, and called for Taeui. His dark red member was still erect. Irritated, he glanced down at his own member, kissed the unconscious woman softly, and began to stroke himself.

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