Was that really the priority right now?
Liliana felt a little upset.
But then again, she was the one who had prayed on the wedding day for such an unforgettable night that even if there were three of them, it would still be perfect.
In that sense, maybe she and Liber weren’t all that different: one stuck in a wall, the other talking about consummation in front of her like it was casual small talk.
Altus scolded him on behalf of the speechless Liliana.
“Is that really what matters right now?”
"By the way, is the soundproofing always like this here? It feels like you can hear everything from the next room."
Ignoring Altus, Liber knocked on the wall a few times with his fist.
Thunk, thunk.
Liliana could feel the vibrations through her waist where the wall pressed against her.
“…There’s a hole in the wall.”
“Oh, I see.”
Liber nodded as if he had just made a grand discovery.
Could it be he wasn’t crazy, but simply a little slow?
Liliana started to feel a bit doubtful.
“So, what exactly did you do wrong? Don’t you think we need to know the cause if we want to fix this?”
Liber cleared his throat awkwardly and asked.
Liliana was about to give him the same answer she had given Altus, but now that the person involved was right in front of her, the words wouldn’t come out easily.
As she scrambled for another excuse, a suddenly triumphant voice cut in.
“I heard the Saintess was thinking about something else at the wedding ceremony today.”
“Altus!”
Liliana turned her head sharply in surprise, but Altus didn’t stop talking.
“Since Mother cherishes and loves the Saintess dearly, she might be opposing your marriage for that reason.”
“...What are you talking about?”
“You see, a marriage can be annulled at any time if the consummation hasn’t taken place.”
At those words, Liber’s face, previously so relaxed, instantly stiffened.
Worried a fight might break out, Liliana quickly spoke up.
"Enough, Altus."
She tried to sound firm and serious, but trapped inside the wall like this, it hardly carried any weight.
Embarrassed, Liliana squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them again, trying to steady herself.
“Now that the wedding has taken place, Liber is my husband. Just like you are mine.”
Altus didn’t say a word, but the warmth she still felt from his lower body told her he hadn’t left his place.
"Are you not going to answer?"
Liliana raised her voice, and finally, a reluctant reply came from beyond the wall.
“…Yes, Saintess.”
Liliana finally exhaled the breath she’d been holding, but it wasn’t over yet.
"But Saintess, I... I don’t think what I said was wrong."
“Altus.”
“Mother wouldn’t do this without reason. She might be trying to stop you from consummating the marriage.”
Liliana clamped her mouth shut and tried to come up with a counter.
But it was hard to refute the awkward reality that her lower body was currently in Altus’s room on the very night she was supposed to be with her second husband.
At that moment, Liber, arms crossed, suddenly chuckled softly.
“Man, bro really is naive — must be from living so far removed from the real world.”
His ruby-red eyes curved into a crescent shape.
Tilting his head, Liber whispered softly.
"You know, Saintess, it’s no fun doing it with bro, is it?"
"Well..."
“Just by looking at him, I can tell. Stiff, old-fashioned, probably only knows one position.”
“...”
“Judging by your face, I’m right, huh?”
A snicker followed.
So he really was the rogue prince — he didn’t even seem the least bit afraid of the Commander of the Holy Knights, the very one whose name alone was enough to make even the paladins tense up.
“And who exactly are you calling your (older) bro?”
Altus said, clearly annoyed.
Liber sneered in response:
“If you don’t like it, then why don’t you be the younger one?”
“...”
“You don’t like that, do you, (older) bro?”
Were they acting like this just because they couldn’t see each other's faces right now?
Or… was this just how they always were?
Whatever it was, with someone literally stuck in a wall, she wished that both of them would just stop already…
Liliana pressed her hand to her forehead and slumped down.
Liber knelt on one knee beside her and gently kissed her.
"You just have to stick it in somewhere and finish, right? Nail it into her pussy... or there's that pretty mouth too."
"Your Highness!"
Altus’s voice grew fiercer than ever before.
It was a tone Liliana had never heard from him.
She wanted to see his expression, but even if she turned her head, the wall blocked her view.
Liber, unfazed, pulled his lips away without a hint of fear.
“You keep doing it all pious and holy like you always do. I’ll handle it the worldly way.”
“Wait, mmph...”
A wet tongue slid into her parted mouth.
As its tip brushed against her teeth and tickled the roof of her mouth, Liliana twisted her body without realising it.
Thump, thump—
Someone was pounding on the wall.
"Saintess, are you all right? Saintess—"
Their tongues intertwined softly, hot breath passing between their lips.
The sudden kiss grew more intense as Liliana struggled to push him away.
Her lips, momentarily closed, parted again, and the tip of his red tongue explored her like a snake.
Thump, thump—
Altus was hitting the wall, calling her.
The vibration ran through her waist, but Liliana couldn’t respond; all she could do was clutch Liber’s clothes.
"Ha, mmph..."
Their tightly sealed lips finally parted.
Liliana gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling heavily.
Liber smirked as he looked into her half-lidded eyes.
“Aren’t I a bit romantic? A guy who kneels down for a first kiss.”
The voice from beyond the wall fell silent.
Liliana took a few deep breaths and tried to push him away again.
But Liber didn’t move and instead grabbed her wrist.
“What’s wrong, Saintess? You don’t like it?”
“...”
“If you hated this, you should’ve rejected the proposal long ago.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to… I just want to do it properly after I get out of here…”
Liber didn’t let Liliana finish.
He abruptly slipped down the thin strap of her slip.
Her barely covered chest spilled free with the movement, nipples hardening as a cold breeze brushed them.
Liber let out a low whistle.
“Oh, I didn’t see this coming.”
"Liber... hngh..."
Without hesitation, Liber grabbed the full, soft breast in his hand.
Unlike Altus, who was always gentle and careful, his touch was bold and unrestrained.
“Bro just said it himself. If we don’t consummate the marriage tonight, it can be annulled anytime.”
“...”
“So until that happens… I guess it’s hard to say I completely belong to you, right, Saintess?”
Her soft breast was kneaded like dough.
Though she had thought his hands were slender compared to Altus’s, they were surprisingly firm and skilful.
Every time his fingers brushed her hardened nipples, Liliana flinched, and when his lips pressed down, she bit her lower lip to hold back a moan.
"Ngh..."
“Saintess, are you usually this quiet?”
“...”
“Or… is it because someone’s secretly eavesdropping?”
It was a jab clearly aimed at Altus, who was likely still on the other side of the wall.
Liliana didn’t respond, but her trembling legs kept brushing against Altus’s firm body.
He hadn’t left yet.
That realisation made her inexplicably nervous.
“He’s not eavesdropping... Mph, it’s just that everything can be heard from the next room right now.”
“Why should I care? If it bothers him, he can just wear earplugs and go to sleep.”
His lips trailed down from her neck to her chest again.
Liber naturally bent Liliana’s arm and slipped the shoulder strap completely off.
“...Just let me have our wedding night. I promise I’ll behave after that.”
At those words, Liliana lifted her head.
To her surprise, Liber was looking at her with an unexpectedly serious expression.
Up close, his youthful face revealed a faint, almost hidden anxiety, as if he truly feared the marriage might be annulled.
"Hm? Saintess?"
“...”
Despite the lustful wish made at the wedding and being literally stuck in the wall, Liliana was still a saintess of the Grand Temple.
And the man before her was, after all, the one she had just married today.
After a brief hesitation, she finally nodded.
"...All right."
"Saintess!"
Altus’s voice rose again from beyond the wall, but Liliana didn’t respond and instead looked at Liber.
“Even if it’s not today, we’ll have to consummate the marriage eventually. It may not be proper… but if doing it today will ease your mind, then I suppose there’s no reason not to.”
Liliana didn’t ask why this first night was so urgent, nor did she press for any explanation — Altus was behind that wall, after all.
Yet Liber seemed somewhat taken aback when she nodded so willingly.
He fell silent for a moment, gazing at her.
“You really are... kind, Saintess.”
“...”
“Well then, I won’t refuse.”
Liber smiled, baring his teeth as if he’d never been anxious.
He looped Liliana’s arm around his neck, and once again, his hand grasped her breast.
“Uh, uh... hold on, wai...”
Suddenly, Liliana flinched and twisted her body, not to push Liber away, but because of an unexpected touch coming from beyond the wall.
"Saintess?"
“Ah, Altus, wait a moment. Don’t take it off... eek!”
The slip that barely covered her hips was suddenly rolled up to her waist, and the thin underwear beneath slid down, revealing her pale buttocks.
And then—
Smack!
A sharp sound rang out.
Startled, Liliana cried out.
Before she could fully register what was happening, another smack landed on her defenceless backside.
Her body jolted sharply.
“Hng, Al... wh-what are you doing...?”
What she felt first, before the pain in the struck spot, was bewilderment.
What was happening right now?
Was it really Altus who hit her?
He was the kind of person who would stop immediately, regardless of whether he was close to climax, as soon as she showed any sign of fatigue.
His consideration was sometimes frustrating, but it also gave her reassurance that Altus would never intentionally hurt her. But...
Slap, slap—
Before the burning sensation could fade, the blows continued repeatedly on the same spot.
Liliana struggled to escape the relentless spanking, but trapped inside the wall, all she could do was twitch her immobilised hips.
“Ah! Don’t, Altus. I clearly said... ugh!”
“Wow… you two liked this kind of thing? That’s pretty unexpected.”
Liber spoke with interest as he tugged on Liliana’s nipples.
Feeling pain on both sides, Liliana shook her head, her face flushed bright red.
"Ah, no. It's not like that..."
“Do I have to do it too? I’ve never hit anyone before, so I’m not sure… Should I at least hit your chest?”
Saying that, Liber kissed Liliana, then grabbed both of her wrists and twisted them behind her back.
With his other hand, he lightly slapped her breasts, which sagged with gravity.
Slap, slap—
The sound echoed as her round breasts swayed heavily.
"Does it hurt? Or... is it too weak?"
Casting a quick glance to gauge her reaction, Liber increased the intensity slightly.
Altus, on the other side of the wall, did the same.
Each time a palm struck her sensitive skin, Liliana let out a pained moan and twisted her body helplessly.
"Ah… I-it hurts."
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Liber was the first to stop spanking.
"Uh... does it hurt a lot?"
At those words, Altus also finally stopped.
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