34 A Lustful Weekend
A/N: This chap is filled with adult content, read at your own risk, though there is also plot progression.
I accidentally wrote 8,000 words. I'm sorry readers. POWRRSTONESSSSS
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(Noir POV)
*R-18*
The week passed in no time and the weekend came upon us.
"Noirrr~." The girl under me slurred her words as saliva dripped from her mouth.
At first, it was gentle and sweet. I held her hands in a lover's grip as I moved slowly and controlled. I faced her in missionary and we kissed. It was mostly love, our hearts were connected and we whispered sweet nothings.
After each round though, it slowly started to grow in intensity. From missionary, it turned into a lotus. From that it turned into doggy style, and then at some point a position I didn't even know the name of as I fucked her while she was in a halfway handstand.
Her pink glistening cunt never ran out of fluid to further heighten her ever-increasing pleasure.
Her massive tits swayed every which way as my dick pierced her depths and abused her cervix.
She called my name in all sorts of slutty ways as I rewarded her with even more pleasure.
I wondered at first if she'd prefer something more calm, something more gentle that she could process every second of. If she did want that, I apologize, I completely lost myself in lust and I had no plans of stopping.
"Shro grooad" Her words became inarticulate as her brain was fucked just as much as her pussy.
Deciding I wanted to see her front again, I pulled myself out of her, my dick making an audible "POP!" as I did so. My dick seemed to be her main support as from the desk she was leaning on she slumped down to the floor, cum dripping from between her legs.
I don't even think she processed just how much cum I had unloaded in her. I told her that I had the ability to control my fertility but I was sure at this point that was far from the forefront of her mind.
With both hands I grabbed her by her armpits, placing her on top of the desk.
Her legs that she had lost control of were forced into a permanent M as she showed off everything me to.
Her cherry pink succulent nipples, her soft and sensitive skin, that pink nub above of her vaginal opening that I had already sucked and rubbed until she lost her mind.
All of it was shown to me, doing nothing to lessen my raging lust.
She had been fucked silly, the fact that she hadn't come to yet to realize another round was about to happen was proof.
Yet, her lips were morphed into a permanent smile and her eyes stared at me in a teary lust.
Deciding I wanted her absolutely conscious during this I had no hesitance in buying something with my LP.
With a quick application logic slowly returned to her eyes.
"…You…are so rough." She breathed heavily as her eyes roamed over her body and then mine.
"We're not done, Livia." My words seemed to terrify her as even though she saw above my dick it in her eyes towered over her.
"I-I can't move." She stuttered her eyes not leaving my cock.
Ignoring her words I approached her once again, wrapping my arms around her waist and bringing her into a kiss.
"I love you." I couldn't hide the intense emotions I was feeling for this girl. My words reached her at the same time my cock touched her opening.
"I love you too." She found strength in herself to wrap her arms around my neck and pull me into a kiss. As a byproduct, I slipped in at the same time as she tightened her grip and moaned in my mouth.
"I'm all yours, use me all you want." Coming from Livia it was such an innocent thing for her to say, but in my ears, it was translated to the most lustful hedonistic thing imaginable.
My cock shot forward, "Oooo~" her mouth formed an o as her head shot up. An evil thought entered my mind. I wanted to see her say those words. I wanted her to tell me she loved every last second.
"How does it feel Livia?" I questioned as I pulled out my dick a bit, giving her room to speak.
"G-good." She responded shyly her eyes going down to where we were connected. Her blonde bits of pubic hair had cum mixed in them.
With a dissatisfied grunt, I blurred in my spot, giving her five thrusts in the time it'd usually take to do one.
"Aughhh." Her climax happened instantly as fluids sprayed from where we were connected. "Just good?"
"I-I love ishh. It's shoo GOOD!" It seemed she was unable to come up with a better word at the time but nonetheless, I was satisfied.
I began pistoning her again, her body twitched and moved every which way as she was losing herself.
"Who do you belong to." Those words slipped out. I never thought I could be so possessive.
"NOIR! I'M ALL YOURS. "MAKE ME FEEL MORE." She begged as she announced her ownership.
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She passed out eventually, but as soon as she woke up, it was right back to it. Like the promise I made to myself just days prior we went on for the entire day.
In the shower, while she was making food, every part of this apartment had been drenched in our fluids, and even then I fucked her more.
I used LP so she could at least try to keep up. That was enough for her to not get tired of it. Our last round resembled the first.
It was after we had taken another shower and went back to the bed.
I lay on my back as she straddled my waist. Her pink pussy lips wrapped around my cock as she rubbed her fluids along it.
I held her waist for stability a she did the same to my chest.
Before long while using her legs for support she slightly lifted her ass. She grabbed my cock with one hand before guiding it to her snatch.
"I want Noir to always be inside me." She moaned as she plunged herself downward.
As much as she got thoroughly fucked today, her innocence would never change. She was still the same sweet, innocent, and lovable girl I had fallen for.
Her back arched as she leaned down and stretched herself. Her arms went to wrap around my neck as she stared into my eyes for a second before we locked lips.
Slowly she began pumping her hips. "All I need is Noir." She said in my ear as her hips slowly rocked up and down. My hands stayed on her ass as I helped her take more of me.
We never broke away from the kiss as we held each other tightly.
"Noir, it's coming… what about you?" She breathed out in my ear when she finally did break away.
"Me too." I nodded as I was entranced by those blue eyes.
"Okay, do it all inside, I want all of Noir's stuff." She nodded all the while keeping her rhythm.
A few seconds later and her grip around me tightened. "It's cumming!" She stiffened.
At the same time, I released my own load into her depths.
"Ha~." She breathed out as she slowly came down from her high resting her entire weight on me.
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With our final round done, we laid side by side, covered in our dried fluids.
"Noir, you let out a lot in me." She spoke up after a while of silence.
"Is it uncomfortable?" I asked concerned.
"A little… but, I like it." She responded, there was no way it would feel good.
"I won't get pregnant?" She questioned.
"Nope." I nodded affirmatively, no babies as for now.
I didn't expect a small frown to reach her lips. "I want Noir's child."
Woah, woah, woah, slow yourself, babe.
"Let's wait a little, okay?" I scratched the back of my head.
"Hehe, mhm, I'm going to be Noir's wife after all." She giggled in excitement.
"Haha, as far as I'm concerned you are already my fiancé." Nobles didn't really date, they kind of just went straight into things. I'd make it official soon enough.
"Fiancée, hehe." She giggled again her legs kicking showing her excitement.
The room went quiet again for a while before she spoke up again.
"Noir?" She looked at me, her blue orbs meeting mine.
"Yes, my Love." I stroked her cheek as she giggled at the way I addressed her.
"Let's make a family together, with Angie too!" She hugged me. There was so much desire in her tone.
"There's not even a reason to ask," I chuckled. "Though you're really set on Angie huh?"
"Mhm, Angie is essential, we're gonna be mothers together." She nodded energetically.
"Well, we're only waiting on her y'know." I pointed out.
"Mhm, I'm getting a little impatient. She's taking too long." She shook me as she said so, this girl was supppppeeeeerrrr excited about all of this.
I stayed quiet, no response was needed.
"Haaaa." She yawned as she was snapped out of her thoughts.
"I think it's time I actually let you sleep." I rubbed her damp hair.
"Naughty, Noir." She blushed at the meaning behind my words.
"Good night Livia." I kissed her forehead.
"Mmm, hold me tight. I never want you to go." She said as she forced my hand from her hair and to her naked back. "Good night dear." She purred as she too wrapped both her arms around my chest. Following that her legs and feet tangled around mine as she locked us together.
In that position, we both drifted off into a well-deserved sleep.
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(??? POV)
I always took for granted what was around me. I was born in an age where technology was at its peak and sights you'd only see in movies were now a reality.
It was upon this realization that I decided to live a little. Take a break from my average existence and feel great for a day or two.
I guess that was before everything got so unstable.
I managed to scrape by just enough from my shitty job to afford a minimalistic getaway in New York. I'm not sure what sort of optimistic delusion I was living in when planning it. Did I think I'd suddenly be thrust into fame? Somehow in the two days I was there did I think an event would change my life forever?
I can safely say that was not the case. The first day I was there, in the hotel I was pretty sure had termites, I did nothing but what I usually would on days like this.
I watched anime and read the manga. Even I was weirded out by myself, I'm not this much of a loser, right?
I guess that was what ultimately got me out of the hotel as I explored New York at night. Times Square was really something, those lights were hypnotic.
The food price was bullshit though, four dollars for water? Seriously? I was better off trying to smuggle food on the plane.
I tried not to let it ruin my mood, it was still very pretty after all. Unfortunately, I was too poor to actually do anything but look around.
The next day though, I found out something amazing. Did you know you can actually go on the roof of a skyscraper? And it's only like 30 bucks.
I had never been scared of heights but I still found myself wondering what a fall from that height would do to someone. Scary!
Too bad the world seemed to want to experiment with exactly that question.
It was strange, and I can't say it was exactly unlucky that I was there to see it.
It was beautiful, golden lights filled the sky like shining stars. They flooded the atmosphere and pretty soon I was sure I was breathing it in.
Unfortunately, before I could even begin to process what the hell was happening, there was a shake. I was thrown against the railing and without any clue as to what was happening, found myself plummeting off the damn skyscraper.
At that moment I was sure I looked like a damn shooting star as the golden light followed me down until I hit the ground.
Weirdly, my gaze the entire time was fixated on the moon that was visible despite the sun still being out. Why did it look… like it was getting closer?
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(Noir POV)
My eyes opened with a flutter, my vision blurred as I cleared them by wiping the crust out of my eye.
It had been a while since I actually dreamed of my old life.
My eyes look towards to the window, the sky was still dark, and the moon was still out.
It always amazed me how much closer the moon was to this planet. It looked so big in the sky, almost like I could touch it.
Actually, I think I already was. My hands gripped the soft flesh that spilled into my hands. It was certainly big and spherical, and its creamy coloring was certainly not too far off either. Yup, I was touching the moon. And damn, the moon is beautiful, isn't it?
Snapping out of my idiotic thoughts I looked around the dark room, my eyes trained thanks to the countless hours in the dungeon to make things actually visible.
The place was quite frankly a mess, I'd definitely need to scrub every last part, or… I could just order some robots.
Or not, not like I was busy today, and sometimes it's good to humble yourself with chores.
Not like I'd be getting up anytime soon. Ah, the life of a stamina freak, Livia had been pushed beyond her limits, she wasn't waking up at a reasonable time.
I didn't mind though, I could hug this girl in my arms forever. Love is scary, the things I'd do for this girl's happiness are borderline world-ending.
[LP: 676,688]
Woah, 150,000 LP just from last night? Was I that damn deprived?
I couldn't help my eyes that went down towards the naked girl atop me. We were so hot yesterday we didn't bother with any blankets. Today it came to bite me in the ass, I wanted to add a few thousand more LP to the total.
Unfortunately, as much as I'd like to wake the girl up with a nice fucking, she really needed rest.
And so, with that thought, I kissed her forehead, and then slowly, making sure not to move too much, I lay her down next to me before getting up.
I stretched myself making myself aware of the dried fluids that I had slept in the night before. Yeah, I needed a shower.
As I washed myself I thought of the week I had. Classes had started back at full force as I mostly zoned it out. Livia like the good girl she was, went back to studying.
Angie, fortunately, managed to scrape herself some free time from time to time, so we hung out a bit. It still seemed like she was hesitant on making a move, perhaps I should make it more obvious that I liked her.
I can't really blame her though, she was being worked to the bone.
Tch, if this damn country tries to take my Angie, I'll destroy it. I will not allow most of her attention to be occupied by work. I shall not allow myself to be a neglected husband.
I laughed at my own foolishness. Maybe I should do something for her. Help her relieve stress. 'Heh, relieve'. Damn, my mind was in the gutter, I just nearly put Livia in a coma, I should calm down.
Deciding to think about what to do for her later, my thoughts turned in a different direction. Lately, surprisingly, the nuisances known as the Prince and his entourage haven't been bugging me as much. It was very clear they were beyond depressed though the source of it seemed to have forgotten about them.
The only exception to this was Chris. I had to admit, the guy was not unlikable. Would I call us friends? No. But, I did talk to him quite regularly.
It was kind of nice to have some male interactions every once in a while. I was sure with how many girls I was around some people thought I was either drowning in pussy, or just gay.
Fuck those guys. Maybe I would have a friend or two if you guys weren't moronic pussies.
Thankfully, the idiots had stopped following me around when they found out it was actually pissing me off. The same went with Livia, the girls had gone back to ignoring her. Thankfully, they also didn't try anything that even resembled bullying. It was nice to be feared.
Angie was different. Those girls were desperate. They did everything in the book to win back her trust including a public apology on their knees. None of it worked.
By the end of the week, the girls were mysteriously gone. The real reason? The head of the Redgrave Dukedom had something to say about the harassment of his daughter.
I turned off the water when all the soap had been washed from my body. I took a towel and dried myself before wrapping it around my waist.
One glob of toothpaste later and I was back in thought as I brushed my teeth.
Marie had been still getting chummy with some Noble kids. She seemed less inclined to put on a fake persona and acted like she owned them.
Weirdly, the guys didn't seem to mind. It made me question if she really did have a spell to make people infatuated with her. I mean, it wasn't like she had much to offer as a marriage partner.
Remembering what Clarice had told me before about Dan, I had looked into it. I never saw him around Marie. In fact, he seemed to be strictly focused on chasing down his mistress.
Marie was probably after his combat ability, I'm guessing she never gave up on finding the saint's gear.
Little did she know, she had kindly given me the location of one of the artifacts. I'd go out and get it whenever I felt like it.
It belonged to Livia and was rightfully hers. My only issue with it, was the problem of the temple that worshipped the Saint. She'd be thrust into a position the power that matched even Julius and then they'd have her bound to the Kingdom.
She'd suddenly feel indebted to this Kingdom, that really hasn't done much for her. Commoners in general are seen as worthless snobs in this society. That was the type of environment the girl was now exposed to.
As nice a person as she was, Livia would absolutely want to help everyone despite how they treated her.
A frown formed on my face as I washed out the toothpaste from my mouth.
The equation was becoming so much more complicated, there were so many damn factors.
I needed absolute freedom against anyone, that was a must. Yet, at the same time I had to account for Livia, Angie, my family, their family, and my own morals and social life.
I wouldn't make any of them abandon anything, I had the power to achieve true peace and yet get what I want. The only question was how do I do it?
I could easily establish my own nation, I could secede with my island from the country, and declare independence. Knowing this country though, they wouldn't just let that happen. They'd probably call me a traitor and then declare war. Plus, I REALLY wasn't interested in becoming a monarch.
Another option was to rise through the ranks and become a high-class Noble. Yeah, no. That would be counterproductive, I wasn't tying myself to this country.
I could just mind fuck everyone. Make them see me as a God or whatever the hell I wanted to happen. Still a resounding no. It would make everything seem so artificial.
This required more thought, maybe it was time to actually bring aboard Livia and Angie. It did involve them after all and it would be better to get their opinion.
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I ended up using LP to clean the room. The cost was less than a thousand and I'd make it back in around 4 hours or less.
This gave me time, to make a full-course breakfast complete with everything I knew Livia liked.
The aroma alone was enough to stir the girl from her mini coma as I placed the food down on the table.
Her eyes fluttered open, her long eyelashes expanding to reveal her beautiful eyes.
"Good morning Livia," I said as I leaned over the bed.
"Good morning." Her blush told me of her excitement as she showed me her teeth in the form of a smile.
I held her head as I bent down, kissing her delicious lips sweetly.
"How do you feel?" I asked as I fixed her hair blocking her face.
"Mmm, everything is sore." She looked down at her legs that at the moment refused to close.
"Sorry, was I too hard?" I scratched my head, I had no regrets.
Something about what I said seemed to be funny as she giggled. "You ask that now? Hehe, I liked it." Since when was she a tease?!
In any case, the aftercare was important for a girl. She needed my entire attention and I'd give it to her.
"I made food, your favorite."
"It smells wonderful." She beamed before she suddenly retreated back into herself. "I-um, I'm dirty."
"I actually kind of like how you smell." I joked, she smelt like sex.
"Stop. D-don't sniff me." She writhed around as I playfully did just that.
"So would you prefer a bath first?" I laid my head down on her chest as I asked enjoying the way her fingers moved along my head.
"Yes… can you do it?"
"I planned to do exactly that." I smiled at her request, glad she asked herself.
With one hand behind her head and one underneath her legs, I picked her up in a princess carry before walking to the bathroom.
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"Ahh." Livia shyly said as she opened her mouth, letting me move the fork inside her mouth along with the food.
She sat on my lap at the dining table as I fed her. If I was an outsider looking in I was sure I'd find it cringe and absurd but I guess it's different when you're the one doing it.
"Noir's cooking is so good." Her eyes were dazed as she enjoyed every last bite.
I supported her back as I watched in amusement. Her skin was oddly radiating and it only managed to increase her beauty.
"I'm going to call Angie over later, for a surprise," I mentioned after swallowing a bite of my own food.
"Y-you think she'll know." Livia blushed, looking down to where her legs were showing through her bathrobe.
She couldn't walk, but besides that, I think every last trace was gone.
"Hmm, I don't think so." I shook my head much to her relief. "You don't want her to?"
"Not that, but, it's embarrassing." She wiggled around.
"You're so cute." I poked her cheeks.
"Don't bully me."
Seeing we were both done with our food I stood up with her in my arms. I put her down on a chair much to her dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, I had to wash dishes and change the sheets she was no longer occupying.
As I was doing both tasks her eyes never left my back. She happily jumped right back in my arms as soon as I was done.
"We have time right? Hold me please." She begged, I was sure she was still pretty tired.
"Of course," I answered with a light peck before I lay her down on the bed.
I untied the sash holding together her bathrobe before taking it off her completely, leaving her naked.
Following along I did the same before I got on the bed, orienting myself behind her and wrapping an arm over her waist. My groin met her butt as I held her like that.
"Tighter." She pleaded as she tried to pull me closer.
My arm that loosely dangled across her waist did as she asked and from between her breast pushed her inward.
"Tighter."
I drove my pelvis in further until I couldn't anymore. I pulled my legs up until she was perfectly cupped within my body.
"Here." She said, grabbing the hand that was wrapped around her and bringing it to her neck.
"I love you Noir." She sighed in satisfaction.
"I love you too Livia." Silence reigned in the room as we cuddled. It turned out I was more tired than I thought, as soon enough my vision went black and I drifted off.
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"You two, get as undressed as you're comfortable with and then lay down on either one of those." With a perfectly professional tone, I told the two girls, Livia and Angie, as I pointed to the cushioned spa beds.
They both looked at me confused though I left the room before they could say anything.
Against my better judgment, I ended up making a permanent magic teleportation circle in my apartment room. It was just too tempting to return back to the island whenever I wanted.
The facility currently in use was one I had made up on the spot, a spa.
I even had half a mind to buy a skill that would enhance my masseuse abilities, but with things like this, I really referred to perfect my craft without get creative. I didn't like things handed to me on a silver platter all the time, probably why I'm holding back on some purchases.
While they were hopefully getting situated I grabbed the picture of pineapple juice and got a few cups. Today was my treat, both girls needed a break.
When I walked back in, both girls hadn't moved much. "We're confused, why are we undressing?" Angie asked, more curious than accusing.
"I'm going to give you both a massage, I feel you're both stressed and would benefit from it." I started. "Ideally, a full body massage would be best, but I'll only go as far as you're comfortable. Less clothes would be better but don't feel forced to." I kept the same professionalism. This was not for my own pleasure, though it might actually become that.
"I see… okay then please step out." Angie nodded before turning around.
"Call me when you're ready." I waved before heading out yet again.
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"Eh, how do I lay?" Livia questioned as both girls sat on their respective spa beds.
"Face down, put your head in that hole," I instructed correcting them as I went.
I told them to undress as much as they were comfortable, but that meant different things for both of them.
For Angie that meant taking off her top and changing into yoga shorts. I guess a sports bra was considered enough for her as that was all she wore along with it.
Had me and Livia been alone, she would've remained naked, but with the inclusion of Angie, her embarrassment wouldn't allow that, and she wore the same thing as Angie.
"Okay, who should I start with?" I asked the two leaving the decision to them.
They went back and forth but eventually, Livia was decided on.
Starting with her legs, I poured some oil over her, aware that Angie was watching the process from her side.
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(Livia POV)
Mmm, this is so good. I could not help the moan of pleasure that came from my lips as he ran his fingers over my back. It didn't sound too off from how I sounded yesterday.
Yesterday… I never thought feeling that good was even possible. Noir is just so incredible.
A part of me wished I ignored my embarrassment and went naked, this would really feel good on my sore places.
"Mmm~." Noir's hands feel so good, it's weird. He didn't even touch my butt. I love when he does that, it makes me so warm and fills me up with something so… tingly.
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(Angie POV)
"I'll do your front next, but for now it's Angie's turn." I heard Noir say as he ran his manly hands over her back.
Over the past ten minutes, if there is something I've come to painfully understand about myself. It's that, I seemed to really like watching the two in compromising positions.
After the first time over break, where I saw them both naked and holding each other, there have been two separate occasions where I have caught them like such.
The first was also over break, I had woken up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.
It was during one of the times we all fell asleep in Noir's room.
I found it strange that the bed was empty, but became clear as to why when I went closer to the bathroom.
The door wasn't completely closed, and I was afforded just a crack to look through. Livia was propped up on the sink countertop, her head was thrown back and she was covering her mouth to hold back her voice. Noir, with his fingers, brutally ravaged her vagina.
I was entranced by the scene for almost the entire duration, it was the first time I had ever seen something so sensual.
When they were done I ran back to my room and pretended to sleep.
The next time was even better. When I had told them I was going to the bathroom, I actually went to Noir's room. I planned to play a prank on the two and freak them out.
I was getting ready to strike when I heard the door open. I was halted however when I saw how the two came.
They were kissing so passionately as he threw her on the bed pulling up her top and sucking her breast.
Pretty soon it had devolved to her getting on her knees in front of the bed and working her mouth all along his insanely large penis.
Seriously, I didn't even know they came that long. Even now that scene haunts me every night, and sometimes I'm unable to control the itch that it brings about.
I've dreamt many times of being in Livia's position. Being on my knees as I look up at him. Taking in his entire mass into my mouth as he places a hand on my head. Watching his pleasurable expressions as he shoots sperm into my mouth.
These were thoughts that I swore to never voice outside my head, though I long since abandoned denying they exist in the first place.
I was embarrassingly turned on at the moment as I awaited for those hands that had just done so much to make my best friend feel good, to do the same to me.
He had plunged those same fingers into that same girl's vagina. This was not a good idea. Him touching me when I was already like this?
Thank whoever is out there that I had decided to not strip down to my panties. There would be no way I could hide the wetness.
I just had to pray that it wasn't leaking into my shorts and seeping through. They were black so it should be fine… right?
"You ready?" His voice hit my ears.
"Yes," I responded bracing myself for whatever I was about to be subjected to.
"Okay, tell me whenever I go someplace you don't feel comfortable."
I don't think I will.
Like Livia, he started off with my legs. I'd admit that it felt really damn good. Be pushed in just the right spaces and relieved tension I didn't even know I had.
It wasn't until he had reached my upper leg though, that the real pleasure started. I'm sure the type of pleasure I was feeling was not the one he was trying to give. Though it did feel good in that way too.
After doing both legs… he reached my butt. At first, it was the crease that separated it from my legs. He stopped for a good five seconds, probably waiting to see if I was going to ask him to stop.
I would not. Those five seconds were torture, I just wanted him to keep touching me.
He traced along that crease before he moved to my actual butt. It wasn't like the yoga pants I was wearing were a material hard to move. They were elastic.
"Do you mind if I move this a bit?" He asked, his hands pinching the fabric of my shorts.
"Okay."
I felt his fingers slip into the top of my band. I watched him do the same with Livia, he moved her pants down until her lower back was completely visible.
Even though I knew that, I still let the thought that he might just pull them off completely come to mind.
Maybe he would massage my insides.
As he pulled them down, I knew that some of my butt was definitely visible. He pushed down on my lower back.
"Ooo." I really couldn't help myself. Like Livia had done before I expressed my satisfaction.
"Would you like me to go lower?" When he was done he whispered that in my ear. God did I want to take that as some sort of secret meaning but yet again, he had done the same to Livia.
"Yes." I breathed out. Go as low as you want, I wanted to tell him. Livia hadn't refused and neither would I.
He made me lift my hips as he pulled down my shorts just a little more. My ass was out, there was no denying that, he was definitely seeing it.
If I was to approximate, I'd say I just escaped having my nether bits exposed. He also had kept my underwear on.
He spread oil all over and I wondered what muscle or whatever he was even working that was making it feel so good.
Right as I was getting lost in the feeling, I could tell he slipped. Whether intentional or not his hand went a bit farther than normal and inside my crack.
I knew from how it felt that where his thumb had reached was my sensitive bit. I also knew that he had stumbled upon the natural lubrication I was producing.
Neither of us said anything and for a second neither of us moved. I almost began to wonder if he'd stay there. Unfortunately, I wasn't so lucky.
"If you'd like, I can resume that later, but I should move on." He spoke, in what was definitely only meant for me to hear.
Was I reading too much into that?
I pondered that as he pulled my shorts back up and moved onto my back.
It was sad but eventually, my back massage was over and it was back to Livia's turn.
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(Noir POV)
This had definitely taken a turn. I really did plan to stay strictly professional, but things have changed, at least for Angie. This girl was actually getting turned on by this, and as a by-product so was I.
"Both of you can turn around and put these on," I said, as I gave them what resembled a sleeping mask. It was to block the light and allow them to actually relax.
Livia moved as I said, turning herself around and laying her head on the hole area.
She turned to see that Angie had listened to what I said and was wearing the sleeping mask. With a slight blush she made a 'come here' motion with her hand.
"Um, that place is still sore… can you do it too?" She whispered in my ear, making sure Angie didn't hear.
"Mhm, and I'll do it again later today, okay?" I nodded and kissed her on the forehead. Unlike Angie this wasn't erotism, she really just thought she'd feel less sore if I massaged the places that were the most sore.
I lifted her hips up a bit and began pulling down her shorts and underwear. When they were completely off I placed them neatly on a nearby chair and began my work.
"Hmmm~." She hummed happily as I worked to heal her through the massage. Feeling a little bad, I even infused a bit of healing magic that I had picked up into my hands.
I mostly concentrated on just that but I did eventually move onto her torso and upper body.
"Mmm, thank you, Noir." She kissed me on the cheek with a jolly smile when I put her shorts and panties back on for her. "I feel better." She said as she stood up, still limping but looking a lot less pained.
"I'm glad, here go take that." I pointed to the cup of pineapple juice I made for her. "And go in the hot spring, it'll help you more."
"Okay, make sure Angie feels good too." She said out loud, one last time we met in a hug before she left the room.
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(Angie POV)
"Your turn." He spoke to me and I was glad my eyes were blocked, I didn't know where I would look.
"Like I said before, tell me when you don't feel comfortable and only undress as much as you're comfortable with."
Wait, was that… no, no. That was definitely an invite. He definitely knew I was actually turned on by this.
"Um, yes, I have a bit of tension in my hip, if you don't mind I'd like you to get that. I will… make it easier to reach." I tried to justify my next course of action.
"I'll step out." He nodded, and right as the door closed I stood up and took off the sleeping mask.
This was the wrong order, I was supposed to tell him my feelings first, and then all of this was supposed to come.
I don't know what to do, but I don't want to stop, and it's not like I can just confess to him here, that's so not romantic.
Wait, in the first place. This is just a massage. Yup, just a massage.
That thought stayed with me even as I lowered my shorts. I was almost shameless enough to take off my underwear too. Almost.
Thank God I decided to wear black today, so it wasn't as easy to see the wetness I felt.
Still, before I lay back down, I took a towel, and placed it over my pelvis.
"I'm ready," I called, putting the sleeping mask back over my eyes and laying myself down.
Moments later the door reopened. I could not see what was happening.
"Okay, just relax." He said as his hands brushed against my leg. Like before he rubbed oil all over and it felt great.
The familiar tingling came back as his hands reached my thighs. Every squeeze was incredible especially when he reached my inner thigh.
"Can I move the towel?" His voice reached me. He had reached the point where the towel was obstructing his work.
"Yes." I sighed out, trying to hide my heavy breaths from him.
I couldn't feel it but I could tell that he had exposed a decent amount of my damp underwear.
His hands continued to roam past my thighs, and he reached for my hip. The lie I made up just to get to this point came to bite me in the ass as he massaged that area leaving me internally pleading for him to go a little more inward.
"Is that better? He asked in a soft tone.
"Yes thank you." With my acknowledgment, his fingers finally moved inward.
"Should I do here too?" His fingers stopped right over where the my pelvis began.
"Yes." I nodded again though it was shaky.
I felt his hands touch over the fabric of my panties pushing against my pubic mound.
He ran his thumbs in circles as I wished he'd not ask anymore and just do whatever he wanted. That way I wouldn't have to live with the embarrassment.
"Ahh~." I sucked in a sharp breath. The pleasure from this was the best yet.
"Should I move this for direct contact?" Oh my God stop asking, just do it… PLEASE! I nodded furiously.
I had shaved completely the day before. I hoped he didn't think it was weird.
Again, I lifted my hips as he pulled the panties down my shaky legs. That was it, I was dripping wet and he could see it unobstructed.
As a last defense, I tried to close my legs. This time though, he didn't care about permission and he pried them back open.
For the umpteenth time today, I questioned what I was doing. This was unbecoming of someone with my status.
But… did it matter? I had recently gotten a letter from my father. He asked for my opinion on Noir and he asked if I thought he was a suitable marriage partner.
My father doesn't ask useless questions. He asked for a reason. He was thinking of engaging me to Noir.
I read and reread that letter about a hundred times just to make sure I was reading it right.
His thumbs went back to pressing against my pubic mound. He slowly went lower and lower until he was at the edge.
Screw it. What does order matter anyway right? Couldn't I just enjoy this, and then confess afterward? I could right? I mean, look at Livia, she had told me they had started officially dating but before that, what were they doing? I've caught them many times in compromising positions. I could have the same.
With that thought almost like a mental barrier was shattered I loosened my legs. His finger kept pressing lower and lower until eventually, he hit the little nub just below.
"Ahhh~," I moaned, I actually moaned. It wasn't quiet either. He clearly heard.
Whatever was on my head was making this a whole lot more stimulating. Good God, what have I become? When was I ever this perverted?
He didn't even play it as an accident, his fingers stayed there as he brushed against it numerous times.
Every time his finger ran over my clit my hips jolted and I spasmed. Is this what Livia got to feel? I was so damn jealous.
I felt his presence draw closer and I wondered what he'd do next.
His hands moved away from my vagina and back to my stomach. He wasn't massaging me more so just tracing his way up to a certain place.
"Would you like these massaged as well?" His hands gripped around my right breast before I even answered.
"Yes, please." I still for whatever reason decided to answer him, pleadingly at that.
He went back down to the beginning of my sports bra and pulled upward. The unconscious desire for him to appreciate them even when they weren't as big as Livia's emerged. I mean they were still big… right?
Either way, both were exposed to the room temperature air. His hands gripped them both and I was glad that they spilled out even in those giant hands of his.
I then felt something warm encompass one of my nipples. Was he… YUP, HE WAS OH MY GOD!
He began sucking on one of my nipples. Noir… this was so indecent, we're not even married yet, idiot.
Unconsciously I grabbed his head pushing him further in.
His other hand reached back down to my nether regions and picked back up with my clit.
"Noir…~" I moaned his name, right into where I knew his ear was.
"Are you enjoying the massage?" A whisper answered me back as his warm breath touched my ear and made me shudder.
"Yes. Please continue." I affirmed wishing he could pay attention to all my places at once.
"Then, would you like me to massage… in here." His pointer finger which had until now been on my clit moved to my vagina hole.
I didn't want to answer, instead I just reached my hand down and grabbed his finger. I guided it to my snatch and began pushing it in, but he it wouldn't go.
"Sorry, I asked if you wanted to be massaged there. I can't do it without consent." This bastard was teasing me.
"Please do." Why couldn't I have just said yes? Why did I have to sound so needy?
Those thoughts rushed out of my head when I felt his finger invade.
Yes! Yes! Yes! I sounded more desperate in my head than I did on the outside.
I covered my mouth, trying to not to make a single sound.
Pretty soon his speed increased and his finger count turned to two. It was tight, I was tight. My slim fingers were the only ones that had ever touched down there before, and his were a lot bigger.
I kind of wanted to see what was happening, yet at the same time not being able to, turned me on so damn much.
Pretty soon, I was out of my head. My hips buckled, my body shot upward and I felt a pressure building up.
I came with an intensity I had never before. I rode that wave of pleasure until the end. Eventually, though, my body dropped onto the spa bed.
"Your massage is over," Noir's voice was directly in my ear as he said so. "Do you mind doing me now?"
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(Noir POV)
Wow, I never thought it would end up like this. I said as I lay on the same bed Angie was on a little while ago.
I was stripped completely naked. She did in fact massage me, not even with just her hands.
She of course made me wear that sleep mask, but I couldn't confuse the feel of a tongue and saliva on my cock.
"Thank you, the massage felt great." I chuckled as I stood up.
Angie who was struggling with a load of cum in her mouth, nodded furiously, and I can tell she was gulping it down.
"Y-yes… It felt good for me too." She whispered under her breath. Neither of us had a mask on now, I could see the shame in her eyes.
I could also see other things, the girl hadn't put her clothes back on yet.
Without a word, both of us did exactly that.
"Livia has been waiting, you don't mind if I join you guys do you?" I stretched as I said so.
"At the hot spring? I-I don't mind." She nodded though her thoughts seemed to be somewhere else.
Right before we opened the door to leave the room, I grabbed her arm and pulled her closer.
"Don't keep me waiting long." I decided to just basically drop my answer to her unasked confession.
I followed that up with a kiss on her cheek. For a few seconds, she looked me in the eyes her eyes dazed and her mouth agape.
Soon though, a blush overtook her and with a small smile, she nodded before running up to me and wrapping her arms around me.
"Thank you." Those were her last words before she opened the door and ran off. It could be unclear exactly what she meant, but I understood it. Why did I have to be the one to drop so many hints?
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A/N: I'd like you all to remember that this is in the end a R-18 novel. There's gonna be smut everywhere. Also, for those who will say this may be OOC, these characters aren't exactly the most detailed. Especially, in a more sexual way. I'm allowed to add onto the characters all the while keeping what their originals are. In the end, they are teenagers, who have the freedom to do whatever they want. On top of that Noir himself is very open with his affection.
POWERSTONESSSSSSSSS!!!
Also, in the future. I'll admit the current setup I have is perfect for a two-person harem. It works because Olivia loves Angelica and really does care about her happiness. I could apply that to every girl I decide to add but then the relationship and closeness they have would start to become widespread and I feel that in a way ruins the dynamic that Olivia and Angelica have. With that being said I am a man of my word, and I will add more girls. Not saying the dynamic won't work, but it's a sacrifice that I'd have to make.
