The rough hands, hardened by long sword practice wrapped around my waist. Soon I was embraced by the sturdy arms, a black shadow fell over the slightly raised head. The unique scent of cologne, a typical men's perfume, tickled my nose while the sweet lips fell lightly over mine.

Before I knew it, I put my hands on the other person's shoulders and unconsciously swept by my tongue. I felt his jaw clenched and the hands on my waist tightened. I grabbed the other person's uniform, which I held in my hand, with even more strength.

The kisses are intense, passionate.

He seemed to know my creed better than anyone else. He was focusing on me as much as my passion of focusing on one person at a time, I felt bad about it.

The kiss gradually encroached beyond my mouth and into my body, I gave strength to the hand I put on the other person's shoulder. Depending on my instincts, I raised my left hand, wrapped it around his neck, hugged him and focused on kissing each other's lips deeply.

“Hmmm—”

As I kissed his mouth again and again with a deep moan, the hands that held my back and supported my head began to tighten. His tongue slipped into me, played with mine; mapping every inch of, biting, sucking, then letting go once again. The wonderfully long kisses made my mind numb.

Ah, truly.

He released my lips, as if he knew I was getting out of breath. It was a pity that the scent filled in my mouth was gone. After a few quick breaths in the freed air for a while, the red-brown eyes filled with me met my eyes.

This is good.

I enjoy my partner's passion. And I show my passion to my partner. It was the most basic principle in love, and it was a courtesy to keep when you were with your partner. I didn't want anything else from the one I made love with, and I certainly wanted nothing more than passion.

And Khalid, he was a very worthy opponent.

Even as I was taking a breath, I felt like I was sharing my neck with a snake.

When I looked up without knowing, fresh air entered my lungs, and I felt that my mind was cleared again. I turned my head to bring his nose to my neck to face me again, and this time I kissed his lips. I was choked by quite a tall difference. My throat was raised by a quite large difference in height. However, I was able to concentrate on my kiss in my comfortable position because my back was supported by his firm hands.

Again, a deep kiss continued, and we focused only on each other. A more intense sensation than just before wrapped around my body. I was not even aware that my mouth was already covered with saliva, I just looked for my partner's tongue. When I found it, I licked it, bit it, repeatedly threw myself to a height that that I couldn't get enough of.

There was a loud sound, but I didn't care. I have my mind solely focused on the other person, I didn't bother to look around.

Hence, Khalid and I did not feel the sense of crowd coming from nearby.

No, maybe he felt it as a knight. He must have felt it, but he did not think to restrain himself.

“S-Scarlett?”

It seemed that I heard a faint and familiar sound, but I didn't have the mind to think about it. I, who continued kissing with a full-flushed expressions, just wanted the voice that I knew but didn't want to know to go my way quickly.

However, the owner of the voice seemed to have no intention of doing so, and it seemed that she was still looking at us in the distance. Then, as the voice broke through my ears again, I barely removed Khalid from sticking to me and turned my head.

“Oh my goodness.”

When I breathed out my breath and licked my lips with my tongue, there were more people standing there than I had imagined. I didn't even think about covering up my face that was obviously red, Khalid caught my waist and, half-hugged by him, I turned my head and saw some people standing over there.

Among them were the esteemed daughter of Count Balther who covered her mouth with a completely bursting red face, the esteemed daughter of Count Asla who turned her head halfway and coughed, Celine who smiled with excitement as if she's watching a romance novel, and some familiar faces who were alternating between me and Khalid with interest, then finally, oh, this—I sighed sadly as I watched Isabelle trembling with a pale face.

Now I've been a bit of a pair of bitches, even when I think about it. I could see what she was thinking about the situation where her fiance and her friend were kissing fiercely.

“S-Scarlett … how could you—”

“Oh my goodness, Scarlett, we've been interrupting yout good time. We'll get out of the way, so finish what you're doing!”

Cutting of Isabelle's words, Violetta, who made an interesting expression next to her, screamed out loud. Olivia, on the other hand, was looking at us with a grin on her face.

Isabelle, who was trembling like a blue bird that was hurt, was infinitely lovely and pitiful even for a woman like me.

If I hadn't been a woman who had been deprived of her lover several times, lost her chance to engage, deprived of her reputation in high society, and deprived of much else …. I would have apologized to her, probably with a knee in front of her.

Of course I knew how indecent what I did was. But what's wrong with that? There are a few people she took away from me, and that's a little too much when she took fiance.

She would look at me and say, 'But Scarlett, I did it for you. Don't you think a man who is so easily stolen away is not originally yours?' and I didn't punch her smiling face.

I turned my head. And I kept making eye contact with the eyes that were looking at me. Khalid kept looking at me. I like that there's no one else in his eyes, only me. The fact was so good that I couldn't help it.

In this situation where the perpetrator and the victim are naked, I am the bad girl, and Isabelle was a victim. Nevertheless, I was so proud of myself that I brought this situation to this point, so I ended up smiling.

All of these things were my vengeance.

Dirty and promiscuous.