At that pointed remark, Liber went silent for a beat.
Altus paid him no mind, instead turning back to Liliana with a smile.
“It’s alright, Saintess. I’ll guide him properly — so please, relax.”
"Sorry, but bro — are you actually insane?"
Unable to hold back any longer, Liber blurted the question.
It was something Liliana agreed with as well.
Altus didn’t respond, but instead kissed Liliana again.
His tongue stirred inside her mouth, teasing and wet, making slick sounds.
Liber let out a quiet curse under his breath.
"Guidance? Shit. I've probably got more experience than you, bro."
Altus didn’t respond. He simply pressed soft kisses to Liliana’s lips, cheeks, and neck.
The way his hand kneaded her breast felt both familiar and comforting, and Liliana let out a soft moan, tinged with anticipation.
"Uh, Altus... hng!"
When her legs were suddenly forced apart, Liliana let out a startled scream.
Altus lifted his lips away from her upper chest.
"Do not be hasty. You must not harm the Saintess’s body."
“Oh, who was the one that made the Saintess’s butt like this again?”
Liber tapped Liliana’s ointment-covered buttocks with a sarcastic smirk.
Altus didn’t answer but instead said:
"Touching the vulva with dry hands can cause pain, so wet your fingers and be gentle. And for today, avoid touching the buttocks area."
“Focus on yourself, bro.”
Liber grumbled in frustration, but followed Altus’s instructions, using his middle finger to gently rub along the wet slit.
Squelch, squelch—
The sound of wetness filled the air.
“You’re really leaking a lot, huh? Look how wet it already is."
"Ah, hng..."
“Looks like I can just thrust right in. Don’t you think?”
With that, Liber rubbed the soaked vaginal opening a few times, then stroked the exposed clitoris without hesitation.
The response came instantly.
"Hangh...!"
“Why are you this wet?”
Liber chuckled as he rubbed her entire vulva with his palm slick with her juices.
Even without looking, he could feel how slippery his whole hand was.
Meanwhile, Altus’s tongue traced a slow, lingering lick along Liliana’s nipple.
"Ah...."
When Liliana let out a short sigh, Altus immediately took her erect nipple into his mouth.
Without baring his teeth, he pursed his lips and sucked gently, then lifted his tongue to thoroughly lick the hollow crease, afterward sucking so hard it made a sound.
Liber wasn’t just sitting still either.
He spread Liliana’s legs wide apart and rubbed between them, then knelt down.
His breath brushed directly against the wet area.
Realising what he was about to do, Liliana quickly grabbed Altus’s collar.
His long tongue gently licked the moist folds.
The already thoroughly slick opening parted slightly, welcoming him.
Liber grabbed both of her hips firmly, spreading them wide, and began licking between them without hesitation.
"Hnngh! Ah, Liber..."
Using his slick tongue, Liber rubbed her swollen clitoris — no bigger than a bean — the dripping vaginal opening, and even her tightly closed anus.
Liliana let out a sharp moan and trembled uncontrollably.
Altus gripped her heaving chest tightly and sucked even harder.
As both sensitive areas were stimulated at once, her waist pressed against the wall, tensed up, and her lower abdomen clenched involuntarily.
"Ah, wait. Just... hnnng..."
Altus’s clothes got caught in her tightly clenched fist.
Ignoring the creases forming on his uniform, Altus buried his face in her ample flesh, fondling and sucking her breasts as if searching for milk — sometimes taking both nipples into his mouth at once.
Not to be outdone, Liber flicked his tongue over her swollen clitoris before giving it a long, deep suck.
"Hng, Li... Al, aang..."
She didn’t know whose name to call or which touch to respond to.
All she could do was stand on her tiptoes and whimper softly.
As her moans grew deeper, the two of them became even more relentless with their lips and tongues.
She could feel clear arousal trickling down her thighs.
Just as her head began to tilt back—
"Ah, Liber..."
—Liber pulled his lips away.
Liliana drew a sharp breath and tried to look back.
The caressing below had stopped, but Altus was still kneading and sucking her breasts, so the heat didn't subside at all.
"Nngh, Liber..."
“It’s a flood, seriously.”
Liliana shook her hips as if urging him to continue, and Liber chuckled with satisfaction.
Altus lifted his head.
"Is it wet enough?"
“Yeah, it’s dripping all the way down to the floor, but…”
Liber traced the spot where her juices had dripped with his finger. Her sensitised body twitched.
“Isn’t it a husband’s duty to get the Saintess’s permission before thrusting?”
After saying that, Liber softly kissed Liliana from her ankle up to her calf and thigh.
Altus seemed quite pleased with his answer, nodding as he continued to fondle Liliana’s breasts with his hands.
“Just… just put it in… hic!”
“No, that’s not right, Saintess.”
Liber grabbed Liliana’s buttocks firmly and then released them.
"How do I know if our kind Saintess isn’t just reluctantly giving permission because she's worried about me ejaculating?"
He started on his own whim, and he was shameless about it, too.
For some reason, feeling indignant, Liliana kept her lips sealed, but when Altus kissed her again, she couldn’t help but part them once more.
Without warning, Liber’s fingers rubbed against her wet folds and suddenly pushed inside.
"Hnngh…!"
"Well, I’ll just have to endure it and be patient until our Saintess desperately longs for it."
Squish, squelch—
Long fingers pushed between the folds and slid in and out repeatedly.
Liliana clung to Altus, sobbing.
Altus gently kissed every part of her face as if to reassure her.
Yet he neither stopped Liber nor told him to go ahead and enter her.
It was as if he were simply waiting for her to open her mouth and speak.
"Haa, ngh... pu-put it in... Liber..."
“What? I can’t hear you very well.”
Liber said as he thrust his finger deeply.
She could clearly feel the wetness from the friction splattering down onto her thighs.
Liliana twisted her body, her face on the verge of tears.
“Hng, ah, please... Liber, please just...”
She needed something thicker than fingers.
She longed for the cock that had filled her mouth last night to now thrust deep inside her, filling her completely and ravaging her from within.
“Thrust it, thrust... put it in, quickly...”
"If our Saintess wishes it, then it can’t be helped."
Clink, clack—
The sound of a belt being undone came from beyond the wall.
Filled with anticipation and nervousness, Liliana, oblivious to her own shame, began to shake her hips while fixed in the wall.
Seeing her struggling like that, Altus also brought his hand to the bulge in his pants, swollen as if about to burst.
"What the hell, bro. You’re going to fuck her mouth? Weren’t you calling that filthy just yesterday?"
Liber rubbed his wet glans teasingly as he spoke.
It seemed the sound of a belt being unbuckled was heard from over there as well.
Liliana panted as she looked at the erect cock right in front of her.
The thick shaft, standing straight, had long been slick with clear fluid
“I don’t do that kind of thing. Just shut your mouth and put it in.”
Having said that, Altus ran his hand along his dark-red shaft.
Liber chuckled, positioned his glans at her entrance, then thrust upward sharply as if piercing through.
"Haangh…!"
The sudden push inside made Liliana tremble so hard she couldn’t even breathe.
Liber paused briefly, as if waiting for her to adjust. And then...
Fwop, fwop, fwop.
Panting heavily, Liliana suddenly opened her eyes at the unexpected sound.
She caught sight of Altus’s large hand sliding up and down his own member.
His fingers rubbed from the thick base — too big for Liliana to fully grasp — all the way to the glistening, fluid-slicked tip, producing a wet, lewd sound.
"...Saintess."
Altus, his breath a little heavier now, reached out with his other hand to grab Liliana’s breast.
As he slowly licked her nipple once more, Liliana tilted her head back and let out a soft moan.
"Altu... hng!"
Before Liliana could even finish calling his name, Liber thrust into her again from behind.
"Why are you calling bro’s name while I’m the one fucking you?"
The slightly curved member pierced through her tight folds all at once.
Her mind went blank, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
This time, Liber didn’t pause but began moving his hips slowly and deliberately.
Every time the thick tip of his glans brushed inside, a moan escaped her lips.
Liber also sighed in pleasure.
“Huu, it’s so tight I feel like it might snap.”
"Ah, hnng... wa-wait a moment..."
"Try to relax a bit, huh? No matter how good it feels, you should hold back when you’re in front of bro."
Liber spoke soothingly, then slowly pulled his hips back.
It seemed like he was giving her a moment to catch her breath, but then...
Fwump!
"Ah…!"
Liliana let out a sharp moan at the sensation piercing deep inside her.
Every time he moved his hips, her toes curled tightly, and goosebumps ran down her spine.
Fwop, fwop—
Altus’s hand, which had been moving slowly, started to move faster, matching Liber’s rhythm.
Liliana barely managed to lift her eyes.
Altus, who had been watching her the whole time, kissed her the moment their gazes met, as if he had been waiting for it.
"Ugh, mm..."
Her sharp moan was swallowed by Altus’s lips.
Clutching his neck, Liliana helplessly accepted his kiss.
She couldn’t tell whether the sounds of friction she heard were coming from Altus or from beyond the wall.
"Were you this wet yesterday too?"
Liber pulled his hips slowly back and asked again.
But Liliana couldn’t answer, caught up in kissing Altus.
Whether he knew what was happening in front or not, Liber spoke once more.
“I’ve got a question for you, Saintess.”
“...”
“If bro and I took turns fucking you… would you be able to tell whose is whose?”
At that moment, Altus’s lips parted, and Liliana let out a belated moan.
"Heunnggh..."
“That won’t happen, so please refrain from such vulgar talk.”
"Geez, you’re no fun. Then how about this? Who do you think feels better being fucked by — me or bro?"
Fwump, fwump—
Liber’s thrusts gradually slowed down. Liliana writhed restlessly, but he paid no attention.
“Why won’t you answer? Look, even bro isn’t stopping me this time.”
Liber stayed deep inside her, fully buried.
His member, filling her completely, twitched intermittently, enjoying the pressure of her walls, but didn’t move forward or back.
It was as if he intended to stay like this until she answered.
"Don’t just squeeze like that, try answering me, will you?"
"Ah...!"
Liber pulled his hips back slowly and then thrust hard upward, making Liliana’s body tremble again.
But the fleeting pleasure didn’t last.
“B-both… both are… haah!”
“That’s cowardly. They say neutrality is the worst.”
She barely managed to answer, but Liber clicked his tongue and thrust deeply again.
Liliana gasped for breath and lifted her head, catching sight of Altus watching her intently, as if waiting for her reply.
She looked down at the still-hard member and whimpered.
"Hngh, an-anyway, they’re both mine..."
After all, she was the Saintess, and both were her husbands — so why choose just one?
Though it was a selfish answer, Liber seemed to like it.
"Right, that's true too."
With those words, Liber grabbed Liliana’s hips firmly and thrust upward.
At the same time, Altus kissed her again.
Then he took her hand and guided it to his member.
Her palm met something hot and wet. Too large to grasp fully with one hand, it was rock hard, as if ready to erupt at any moment.
"Mmm, hmpm..."
Altus continued stroking himself as he clasped Liliana’s hand over his own.
The wet slapping sounds quickened, and the force of the thrusts from behind grew stronger in time with the rhythm.
Her chest shook so intensely it almost hurt, and strength involuntarily gathered in her fingertips and toes.
She couldn’t tell where the slick, squelching sounds were coming from.
"Ah, hngh...!"
Their lips parted, and Altus began to suck on Liliana’s breast.
Her insides tightened sharply.
“This fuc—”
Liber gripped her trembling hips and muttered a sharp curse.
Her insides tightened, squeezing him hard.
As Liber climaxed deep inside Liliana, Altus’s member twitched and released his seed.
"Hng, uhn, ah..."
Liliana gasped for breath and let her body go limp.
Her head felt hot, and her mind was blank.
All she could clearly feel were the lips touching various parts of her body.
"Why? Are you tired?"
Liber kissed Liliana’s waist and asked.
She felt semen dripping down between her parted folds.
Altus also kissed the nape of her neck, her shoulders, and the spaces between her breasts.
Her overly sensitive body twitched even at the slightest touch.
"I-I can't anymore..."
“Yesterday, you fell asleep after it was over… but today you’re fine, so it must be Mother’s will that we can do it again, right?”
Liber chuckled, rubbing his glans against her entrance again.
Liliana looked at Altus — his member, which had gone limp after climaxing, was hardening once more before her eyes.
"Al-Altu..."
“If that is Mother’s will…”
He acted as if there was no other choice, but the clear fire burning in his eyes as he looked at her told a different story.
Liliana instinctively sensed that this night would be a long one.
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