While Taris was undressing, Kyle turned the boiler and heated the water up again.
”You don’t need to trouble yourself, sir. I shall handle it,” Taris said, ever the dutiful maid. But honestly? With all those layers Taris was wearing, undressing would take forever. Meanwhile, Kyle just had to pull off his shirt and drop his trousers-way more efficient.
Besides, preparing a bath for two felt like something a live-in couple would do. It made him excited and more than a little giddy. Not that he didn’t already have a proper wife in Flare. But you know-with them, it was a speed marriage from proposal to wedding in just a month. No dating period at all. So yeah, he couldn’t help but feel a little longing for that.
And honestly? With Flare, it was a political marriage from the start. There wasn’t a single moment they’d ever been lovers.
With a faint whir like a tiny motor, the magic stone glowed and began heating the water. Kyle left the device running and returned to the changing room just as Taris was down to her underwear.
”Need a hand?” Kyle asked.
”No, thank you, sir. I am quite used to it,” Taris replied, her tone clipped.
Unlike Flare, Taris gave him the cold shoulder-and that, honestly, was just fine.
”Alright then, I’ll just watch,” Kyle said with a grin.
Kyle set the magicraft lantern on a shelf about eye level, lighting up the room as she changed. This changing room, normally only lit by an oil lantern, got incredibly bright with the magicraft lantern in here. At current prices, there was no way he could put one in every room. But if he could get them made a little cheaper, he’d definitely increase the number-it would be a serious quality-of-life upgrade.
He’d actually already ordered one for Flare’s room. Expensive purchase, sure-but she’d appreciate it. Granted, a lantern might not be the most romantic first present. But her family probably had better jewelry and clothes than anything he could buy. And Flare didn’t strike him as the type to get excited by the same things most girls would. She’d appreciate something unusual and practical more.
In that sense, people called Kyle a weirdo. But when he thought about it, Flare might be a little unusual too-by this world’s standards, anyway.
-But back to the matter at hand.
While he’d been thinking, the Taris strip show was reaching its peak.
She reached behind her back, nimbly undoing the knots of her undergarments and slipping them off.
He’d seen her down there when they’d had sex-but he’d never seen her naked. And now, Taris’s bare skin was on full display.
Her body was slim, overall, with modestly small breasts. That almost student-like figure made her look younger than her age. Actually, she was twenty-three-already young enough. But somehow, she looked even younger. Younger than Flare, even. And that made him feel like he was doing something he shouldn’t.
Combined with those dark circles under her eyes and the particular look she had… it reminded him of that whole “troubled girl” aesthetic that had been a thing in his past life.
”Let’s rinse off before we get in,” Kyle suggested.
”Very well, sir,” Taris said, stepping closer.
Taris’s crotch still had traces of blood-he’d only wiped her with a tissue. It looked painful, even though he was the one who’d done it. But it was also proof that Taris had given him her first time. He felt sorry for her, sure-but at the same time, a strange satisfaction bubbled up. A restless, almost giddy happiness.
He scooped up some hot water with a bucket and poured it over her back. She looked at him, puzzled: “I can do this myself, sir…”
But Kyle just said, “C’mon, let me,” and kept the bucket in hand, rinsing her repeatedly.
After a moment, she seemed to give up. She started rubbing between her legs and thighs with her own hands, washing away the dried blood and semen and various other fluids caked onto her skin.
”You okay? Does it sting?” Kyle asked.
”I am fine, sir,” Taris replied, her voice flat.
”Alright. Your turn now-why don’t you clean me with your hands?” Kyle said.
With that, he poured hot water over his own crotch. It felt amazing having a girl wash your body. Especially when she touched your cock with bare hands.
How did he know that? Past life experience, let’s just say.
Taris hesitated for a moment-her expression flickering-but eventually she reached out. She wrapped her slender fingers around his penis and began rubbing, washing off the bloodstains. Kyle kept pouring water periodically. By the time she was done, they were both clean of any remnants from their earlier sex. Having a shower would’ve been convenient, but that was probably just being spoiled.
Still, what she’d just done was essentially a handjob. And sure enough, his cock was getting harder and harder in her hand.
She noticed-and he could see her face twitch, but he chose not to dwell on it.
”Alright, Taris, let’s get in together,” Kyle said, stepping into the tub. “Not like this is some special occasion, but… I want us to be close, you know? So let’s just get all cozy.”
”Would it not be more appropriate to do this sort of thing with Lady Flare, sir…?” Taris asked, her brow furrowed.
”Don’t be like that. C’mere, face me, like this..,” Kyle said, reaching for her hand.
Kyle got into the bath first, then pulled her in after him. He settled back and had her straddle him, facing him, wrapping his arms around her in a hug.
Basically, the position was a lap-sit facing him. He hadn’t actually penetrated her, but still.
”Ahh… I never imagined I’d end up like this with Taris,” Kyle murmured. “Never in a million years.”
”Is that so, sir? I believe it is quite common for noblemen to make advances on their lady’s attendant…,” Taris observed, her tone even.
So that was a thing, huh. Noblemen in this world were the worst. But then again, maybe the elite had always been like that-even in his past life, there’d been guys who got caught up in those high-end soapland “entertainment” sessions, arrested for bribery.
In this particular marriage, their houses were in completely different leagues. Power-wise, Flare’s family was way above his. House Walker’s position was weak. Going after a lady-in-waiting from House Regal? That should’ve been unthinkable.
And yet, Flare had never thrown her weight around with him. Sure, she could be a little sharp with her words-but nothing like the rumors said. She wasn’t anything like a villainess. Maybe it really was just her eyes? There’d been that book in his past life-“First Impressions Are Everything” or something.
Holding Taris’s slender body in the warm water, Kyle felt like he could lose track of time completely. Just holding her in the bath, running his hands over her skin-the minutes slipped away like nothing. When he leaned in for a kiss, slipping his tongue past her lips, she didn’t resist at all.
She didn’t smile, though. But somehow, it really did feel like he was making out with his girlfriend.
”Damn, I’m gonna get lightheaded at this rate…,” Kyle muttered.
”In that case, perhaps it is time we got out, sir?” Taris asked, her patience clearly wearing thin.
Taris, clearly already bored, met his mutter with that calm logic of hers. He knew she was right. The dirt was gone, they were all clean. All that was left was to dry off and crash into bed. But there was one part of him that wasn’t exactly relaxed.
Well, of course not. Who wouldn’t get worked up with a gorgeous naked woman in their arms in the bath?
His cock was rock hard in the hot water-impossible to believe he’d already come twice.
”Alright, before we get out, can you take care of this one more time?” Kyle asked, his voice casual. “Hand or mouth, whatever works.”
Kyle stood up in the bath, pressing his erect cock right in front of Taris’s face. She was still sitting with only her head above the water. She let out a huge, spectacular sigh-the kind that made her irritation crystal clear.
Even so-maybe because Flare had ordered it-she reached for his cock, still wearing that exasperated expression.
Looking down at her, Kyle thought some truly trashy things: “Man, power really is something… I really need to thank Flare.”
After getting thoroughly warmed up in the bath, he stepped out-and the cool air on his wet skin made him shiver. It was enough to make you catch a cold.
Under normal circumstances, he’d have dried off and gotten back into a warm bed as fast as possible. But with the scene in front of him, there was no way he was rushing.
Because he’d brought the magicraft lantern-something he normally didn’t bother with-the whole bathroom was bright. He could see right down into the water.
And in front of him: Taris, completely naked. Having her kneel in her maid uniform would’ve been nice too. But there was something about a blowjob in the bath that just hit different.
Perching on the edge of the bathtub, he leaned back and let himself be served.
Each time she moved, the water rippled, distorting the naked body beneath. Taris wore her usual sullen expression, but her technique was meticulous. Her body was already cooling from the bath, but the only warmth left was the one wrapped around his cock, melting inside her mouth. . .
”Whoa… wait, th-there, Taris, how did you get this insanely good in like NO time?!”
”Having attended to you with my mouth earlier, sir, I had a fair understanding of your sensitive spots and preferences. Is this to your liking?”
As she said that, Taris kept him in her mouth while flicking her tongue along the ridge on the underside. And while doing so, she looked up at Kyle with a gaze from under her lashes. Meeting her eyes like that, the excitement wasn’t just physical-the visual thrill spiked too. And the fact that her expression was still as calm and detached as ever only made it better.
(For real… A Lady-in-waiting of House Regal, and this talented?!)
Without warning, she stopped the tongue work and began shaking her head vigorously. That classic deep-throat technique. And with each motion, she changed the angle, adding her hands into the mix.
No scraping from teeth, the motion perfectly smooth-Kyle was pushed to the edge in no time flat.
He’d been so smug, thinking “I’ll teach this virgin what pleasure really means,” and now he felt like an idiot.
”Ugh… nnngh… Taris! I’m-“
”Are you about to come, sir? What shall we do? Would you like me to swallow?”
Probably because he’d made her swallow earlier in the bedroom, Taris asked the question outright. It was incredibly tempting, and part of him wanted that. But this time, Kyle made a different choice.
”No-pull away for a moment, tilt your head up, and stay still.”
Taris stopped as instructed, looking up at him with a puzzled expression.
Kyle looked down at her cool, expressionless face and began stroking himself. Her face, and the body visible through the bathwater-it was the perfect material.
”Hah… hah! Hah… nngh-stay… stay just like that, don’t move.”
”…Yes, sir.”
Kyle kept his eyes locked on her face as he pumped himself, and at the moment of release, he grabbed her head and pulled her close, coming all over her face.
”Ghhh… AAAAAHH!”
The semen erupted with force that seemed impossible for a third round, spraying across Taris’s face like squeezing a tube of condensed milk too hard by mistake.
Kyle watched, breathing heavily, with a touch of sadistic satisfaction. The moment of soiling that impertinent maid’s face with his seed.
The feeling didn’t fade after climax. He traced the tip of his cock across her face, smearing semen over those striking features with their telltale dark circles. This twisted act excited him in ways he hadn’t expected.
”…May I be excused now?”
Taris had kept her eyes closed, accepting the facial without averting her gaze. Now those words slipped from her lips.
As she opened her mouth, he could see the semen around her lips trickling into her mouth.
”Yeah, I feel great now…. Oh, wait a second-could you take my cock in your mouth again, just like that?”
She opened her eyes slightly, then closed them again, and did as she was told-her face still sticky with cum as she took the tip of his slick, dripping cock into her mouth.
”That’s it. Now suck… like you’re drawing the last of it from my shaft. Firm and deep.”
Following Kyle’s instructions, Taris began to suck, and Kyle tensed his abs and squeezed his pelvic muscles to push out the remaining semen into her mouth, like squeezing out the last drops of urine.
Taris swallowed without being told-a quiet gulp audible as it went down. . .
”Hah… hah. From now on, when we have sex-whether with your hands or your mouth-can you do that after I finish? Suck and swallow at the end? It leaves me feeling more… complete. And sorry about the sudden facial.”
Kyle asked Taris to do clean-up after their acts from now on. And he apologized for the unexpected facial.
”…Understood. As for the facial-I can wash it off, so there’s no issue. However, it’s fine now since I’m undressed, but if I were wearing clothes, it might prove somewhat inconvenient.”
Even after hearing Kyle’s words, Taris remained composed. First, she acknowledged the clean-up request. Then, she obliquely communicated that the facial would be problematic with clothing-the stains, after all.
”Right, that’s fair. I’ll keep that in mind. For today, I’m very satisfied. I look forward to working with you from now on.”
”…Yes, sir.”
With that, Taris began washing her face, and Kyle sank back into the bath to warm his chilled body before getting out.
After changing into his nightclothes, he walked Taris to her room and parted ways at her door.
When he returned to his own room with the swaying Magicraft Lantern, the solitude-once so familiar-suddenly felt achingly cold and empty.
That must be proof of how warm and fulfilling his time with Flare and Taris had become.
Kyle extinguished the lantern and slipped into his futon, replaying the day’s encounter with Taris in his mind.
That haughty, sullen maid-never warm to Kyle-rendered obedient. And the fact that he’d taken her virginity.
Afterwards they’d bathed together, and she’d served him there too.
It might have been only because Flare had ordered her. But for Kyle, it was more than enough. He’d never been popular with women; just being accepted by them made his heart soften.
Kyle thought once more about Flare and Taris-two women who had fallen into his lap like a gift from the heavens-and resolved to treasure them. And with that, he drifted into sleep.
_________________________To be continued
Trivia:
- Kyle’s past life references to “high-end soapland entertainment” and bribery arrests reveal a modern Japanese worldview, contrasting sharply with the fantasy noble setting.
- The magicraft lantern’s high cost and Kyle’s decision to prioritize one for Flare’s room subtly demonstrates his growing attachment, despite his casual narration.
- Taris’s repeated verbal deference (“sir,” formal contractions) contrasts with her physical cues (sighs, twitching face), embodying the servant’s dilemma between duty and personal feeling.
- Kyle’s internal note that Flare “wasn’t anything like a villainess” contradicts the series title’s premise, suggesting the “villainess” label may be misleading or based on others’ perceptions.
- The blood from Taris’s first time serves as both physical evidence and emotional fulcrum, tying Kyle’s guilt directly to his satisfaction.
- The structural use of “—But back to the matter at hand” in a Japanese light novel mimics classical narrative techniques (kannwa kyudai), showing Kyle’s attempt to control his own wandering thoughts.
- Taris’s age (twenty-three) in a fantasy noble setting, combined with her appearance of being younger than Flare, creates an intentional visual-psychological dissonance about authority and maturity.
- Kyle’s self-critique as “trashy” while simultaneously enjoying the power dynamic creates a character who is aware of his moral failings but chooses not to change them, establishing a sustained internal conflict.
- Taris’s expressionless demeanor is described as “calm and detached” yet “sullen”—suggesting her professional composure might mask something deeper.
- Kyle’s internal monologue reveals he was a loner before arriving in this world, framing his attachment to Flare and Taris as emotionally significant.
- The “Magicraft Lantern” implies a world where magic and technology are blended into everyday items.
- Kyle’s apology for the facial shows he maintains some awareness of boundaries despite his dominant role.
- The “futon” reference confirms this fantasy setting draws on Japanese domestic culture.
- The text explicitly states Taris was ordered by Flare, leaving her personal feelings ambiguous and open to interpretation.
- Kyle’s realization that he feels lonely after Taris leaves contrasts with his earlier confidence, revealing emotional vulnerability.
- Taris’s “puzzled expression” when Kyle asks her to stop is one of the few moments her composure cracks.
Translation Notes:
1 ↩ The Japanese term “jishin-kei” (地雷系) refers to a 2020s internet subculture aesthetic: girls with dark undereye circles, melancholic expressions, and a fragile, emotionally volatile vibe. The literal meaning is “landmine-type,” implying that getting involved with such a person might be emotionally dangerous. The translation “troubled girl aesthetic” preserves the visual and internet-culture nuance while remaining accessible to a US B2 reader. The past life reference indicates Kyle is reincarnated from modern Japan.