Julian leaned back slightly as his eyes locked onto Eleanor’s.
Her thumb began to trace circles around the sensitive tip of his cock. Suddenly, his hand shot out and caught hers, his grip firm yet gentle.
He felt his climax approaching. “Eleanor,” he whispered urgently.
Her eyes widened, understanding immediately, and she quickened her pace. Julian’s hips bucked slightly, his body betraying the composure he had maintained.
She tightened her grip as her strokes grew more deliberate and focused, her thumb pressing gently on the sensitive head of his cock.
The moment came swiftly, and with a stifled groan, Julian released himself into her hand. His eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure overtook him.
Eleanor’s eyes were wide with a mix of shock and excitement as she watched Julian’s expression of pure bliss. The warmth of his release filled her palm, and she couldn’t help but feel her own arousal rising.
“You’ve made quite a mess,” she whispered with a playful smirk, her eyes dancing with mischief as she held up her hand, sticky with his seed.
Julian’s eyes snapped open, and he chuckled. “Well, what are you supposed to do with it?” Julian replied, his voice low and teasing.
Eleanor looked down at her hand, feeling the sticky warmth of Julian’s release, and back at him. “I suppose I should clean it up,” she said with a smirk.
With a devious twinkle in her eye, she brought her hand up to her mouth and licked her palm clean, her tongue swirling around to capture every last drop.
The room filled with the sounds of their family, only served to amplify the intensity of the moment.
Julian quickly composed himself as he pulled his pants back up and sat properly, as if nothing had happened.
Julian and Eleanor continued eating their food, exchanging subtle glances as they hid their shared secret under the table.
After finishing his meal, Julian excused himself and made his way back to his room, feeling satisfied and already planning his next moves in private.
Back in his room, Julian recalled memories of Rose, a soft, fluttering warmth filled his chest, making him realize just how much time had passed since their last encounter.
“Maybe I should visit her,” he said with a smile.
Julian swiftly left his room and headed towards the training field where soldiers trained day and night.
As he stepped onto the grounds, every soldier stopped their drills and bowed in perfect unison. “Good morning, Your grace.” They said.
Julian nodded and greeted them a warm morning. He then walked through the field and immediately recognized Raphael, his personal knight.
He was training with the spear and his movements were precise and powerful. Each thrust of the spear cut through the air with sharp swoosh.
Julian smirked as he admired Raphael’s dedication and skill, and made his way towards him. Raphael immediately noticed Julian and bowed deeply.
“Raise your head,” Julian said with a smile. “Its been long Raphael”
Raphael raised his head. “Indeed, Your Grace,” he replied. “It has been some time. I hope you are well.”
Julian smiled. “Everything is going as planned, Raphael. I have come to see how you have been keeping up.”
He glanced at the knight’s spear technique, noting his impressive form. “It seems like your skills are sharper than ever.”
Raphael’s smile widened as he said “I may have gotten a little better.”
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“Sure Your Grace, but you can’t blame me for going hard on you,” Raphael said with a teasing tone.
They both then held a wooden spear tightly and took their positions. The soldiers around them all fell silent, eager to see how this sparring match would unfold.
Julian grinned and teased. “I hope you haven’t gotten too strong for me.”
Raphael smirked and raised his spear. “I wouldn’t be so sure, Your Grace.”
As Julian’s focused solely on Raphael, he remained unaware of Rose’s presence in the crowd. She had quietly joined the spectators. The soldiers parted slightly, giving her a clear view of the match.
Meanwhile, Julian grinned at Raphael. “Come, my knight, let’s see how strong you’ve gotten,” he said.
Raphael infused his mana into the spear and thrusted it forward with precision. The spear didn’t make contact with Julian, but instead, a beam of intense aura shot out, speeding toward him.
Julian quickly reacted, gripping his spear tightly. With a swift motion, he spun the weapon, expertly blocking Raphael’s attack. The force of the aura struck the spear, creating a shockwave that sent ripples through the air.
“Not bad,” he said. “But you’ll have to do better than that.” The crowd of soldiers watched in awe as they whispered about the display of skill and power between the two combatants.
Raphael then with a burst of speed, launched himself at Julian. He first feigned a thrust and quickly shifted the attack to his foot in an attempt to catch Julian off guard.
However, with a simple step back, Julian avoided the attack. “How predictable,” he said with a smirk.
The soldiers who were watching with complete focus grew silent, impressed by Julian’s quick reflexes and composure. Raphael acknowledged his mistake, and prepared for the next round.
However, Julian didn’t give Raphael any time to recover. He quickly fused his wooden spear with lightning energy, just enough to make it explode after a short delay.
With a swift motion, he launched the spear toward Raphael. Raphael, ever confident, grinned and took up a defensive stance.
“My lord, try something new,” he taunted as he prepared to counter the attack.
As the spear closed in on him, Raphael fused his own spear with mana and spun it, in an attempt to deflect it before it could penetrate his defense. But just as the spear was about to make contact with his barrier, it suddenly exploded in a burst of lightning.
Raphael’s eyes widened in shock as the force sent him flying. The soldiers gasped in awe at Julian’s overwhelming power.
How did he do that? Rose thought to herself. Julian’s quick thinking and mastery over his abilities left her both stunned and captivated.
Julian laughed. “My dear knight, it seems you still need more training,” he teased as he walked over to where Raphael had landed.