35 Resolve

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(Angelica POV)

I used to read a lot of stories, there was no particular genre I hyper-focused on but I'd say I liked the ones with unreal creatures. Giants that towered over the land and ate humans, beasts that roamed the land and embodied certain concepts, and even humanoid creatures called succubus and incubus.

The last are creatures that are particularly fancy on having sexual intercourse with sleeping men or women.

Though Noir isn't quite that devious in his actions as to molest a sleeping girl, I have, since my last meeting with him, concluded that Noir must be some sort of subspecies to this race called an incubus.

'BECAUSE HOW THE HELL ELSE DO I EXPLAIN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED EARLIER TODAY?!'

I'll admit my voyeuristic actions previously have already served to deny any sort of excuse I could give or blame I could place when it comes to me being a shamelessly lewd girl. But, today, I went way past that line.

My arms lifted themselves reemerging from the depths of the bath water I had plunged them in. I covered my face splashing water around unintentionally as I shook from side to side, trying to hide my embarrassment from even myself.

I pulled my outstretched legs in, letting my knees come above the water so I could support my head with them.

It had been a few hours since I returned home and yet I've been unable to do any work because of how much this is occupying my brain.

Noir fingered me, and then I used my mouth to 'massage' him.

Ugh, I think I was tired of the word massage. He used it repeatedly to justify what he was doing with those damn hands of his.

As much as I tried, I couldn't even fully blame him for what happened. Even before he touched those places, he asked and I just kept saying yes. And, I was already on a lustful high even before he began touching me.

Did he know that's what turned me on? DID HE? Livia please forgive me, I tarnished your innocence by watching you get your body touched. I guess that was a difference between Livia and me. As much lewdness she she finds herself in with Noir, she will always be the same innocent Livia.

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(Noir POV)

Tomorrow classes would resume again, which meant Livia had to actually be able to walk. Thankfully, with the help of just a little more healing magic, she was basically good to go with just minor soreness.

As we sat in the study room of my island she leaned on me on the couch, placing another book into a pile of others.

Being the good husband I was, I told Livia of what happened with Angie.

"Angie felt good, that's good," Livia responded like that, well if she wasn't okay with it, I wouldn't have done it in the first place.

"Yeah, and I did push her in the right direction, I'm sure she'll be more proactive now…maybe." I lightly pushed my fingers into her hair, running it through her strands and massaging her scalp.

"Good Noir. You did good today." That was the answer I was kind of expecting as she lifted herself, scooted over a bit, and then patted her lap.

Amused, I did as the girl wanted stretching myself out over the couch and laying my head on her creamy thighs. I faced up so l could look into her face as she patted my hair.

"You'll be a good mother," I said truthfully, though it was shown by Livia that my statement came out of nowhere.

A flush overcame her as she looked down at me, soon though a smile began overtaking her. "Thank you, Noir will be a good father." She said as she was seemingly looking for something.

I found what it was when she dropped me off her lap just so she could spread her body out like mine and lay on my chest. In the end, this girl was the one who wanted to be held.

"You think so? I know nothing about raising kids though…" I admitted as I turned to look at her.

"It's okay, trust me, you'll do good." She encouraged nestling herself into my neck. I wondered where this faith in me was coming from.

"Hmm, okay. You done reading?" I said maneuvering myself to stand up.

"Mhm, is it time to go back?" She questioned still laying down on the couch.

"Almost, I promised a continuation of the massage from earlier. I'm sure it still hurts a little right?"

"Ah right, thank you." She beamed, I must be pretty damn good at that.

"Hehe," she giggled as I picked her up in my arms like a princess. "Noir treats me so good."

"Anything for you." I smiled before beginning the walk toward the spa room.

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"Mhm, I feel much better. Noir's massages are the best." Livia nodded as she walked down the hall. Her naked body glistened under the light as the oil I had rubbed into her still had a visible coating.

"Damn right." I chuckled holding in my hands the clothes of the girl by my side. With us going straight to the apartment she found no need to redress herself. Was my Livia a nudist?

My magic power was absorbed and a white light illuminated the room as pretty soon it died down and we were back in my apartment.

"I wish weekends lasted three days," I grumbled tumbling into the bathroom, getting ready for the last stage before I went to sleep, brushing my teeth.

"Hehe, but then school would only be four days," Livia said as she followed me in grabbing her toothbrush.

"I see nothing wrong with that," I shrugged squeezing the toothpaste out of the bottle.

"Hmm hmm, hmm hmm… hmm, hmm hmm, hmm." Livia who was always in a good mood hummed as she shook around in a small dance.

She didn't even realize it, but in her current state there was this feint erotism attached to her actions.

"You don't seem very tired," I spoke when I spat out the mint concoction from my mouth.

"Yeah, I have been resting all day, and I haven't moved much."

That explained it, I guess her sleep schedule is a bit messed up.

Contemplating that, I threw Livia's clothes in the dirty clothes hamper before stripping myself and doing the same.

This girl had turned me into a nudist right along with her.

"Boop." I stood in a confused daze for a few seconds as Livia like they were controls to a game pushed my nipples.

"Pft…hahaha." Something about how unexpected the action was combined with the sound she made got me.

"Boop." Finding my reaction funny Livia decided to do it again.

Pretty soon I was being assaulted by a naked rampaging Livia as I ran away from her.

I managed to subdue the little weirdo by holding her attacking hands above her head.

Even now I couldn't stop myself from laughing as tears actually came out of my eyes.

"What brought this about?" I said in between laughter.

"Noir always plays with mine, I wanted to know why." She said a little sad she couldn't break free. "It's fun."

"I think the reason I do it is vastly different." I giggled finally letting her go to do whatever the hell she wanted to with my chest.

Instead of that though she just remained still her arms up over her head and her body pressed against the floor as I hovered over her.

"Noir?" A contemplating expression graced her lips.

"Something up?" I asked sitting beside her.

"No, but, I've just been thinking that I want to be a writer after I graduate." This was out of nowhere, or has she just been thinking about this for so long?

"How come?" I asked out of genuine curiosity, I was glad she was actually thinking of a career.

Her eyes met mine and she remained quiet for a while before she finally spoke up. "I don't think the books in the academy are very good, and I like to read so I thought writing would be good."

"Well, you certainly have expressed your dissatisfaction with them a number of times." I giggled.

Livia lifted herself off the ground, crossing her legs and facing me. "So what do you think?" She looked a little worried.

"Of course, I'll support you, I think you'll be amazing at it," I reassured whatever worry she may have.

She was smart, and had a genuine interest in it. I had no need to lie to her.

"Plus, I'm not exactly specialized in it, but my magical abilities are fairly developed, so if you need someone to research I'm here."

I wasn't surprised when I saw her crawl to me and wrap her arms around me.

"Thank you. You're the best Noir." She said.

"Mhm," I followed along, my arms around her in genuine happiness. I was ready to support whatever she may want to do.

Our eyes met and gazed into each other for a second before slowly but surely our smiling faces began to draw closer.

She leaned her arms on the floor next to both my knees. Our lips connected and I held her waist, urging her to crawl a little further and straddle me.

She did so, putting her legs parallel to mine and around my torso. Our tongues invaded each other's mouths as we playfully tagged the other.

I held her face with my right hand tilting it a bit so I could kiss her better. My left rested on her back supporting the girl who was relying on me for balance.

I felt every exchange of air the girl had as her chest pressed into my own. I felt every vibration from her hums of fulfillment reverberate throughout her mouth and down to my heart.

Her body was so soft that I couldn't help pressing just a bit on my left hand to bring her closer. A mutual instinct overcame the both of us, one that demanded that we show each other just how much we loved the other.

I leaned back, taking out the need for my support as I moved my hands to my lap. Starting from the tips of her feet I ran my hand up every last bit of her smooth skin. There was not a single shred of cloth that would obstruct my path.

In this one moment, I was overcome with emotion. My only thought was of this girl as I took in her every last feature and compared it to what I had in memory. I felt connected to her in a way I couldn't describe yet at the same time wanted more.

When my hands reached the very top of her head, I began my descent back down. I stroked her cheeks, rubbed her neck, held her breast, and probed her stomach.

We broke the kiss and our eyes remained glued to each other. We communicated mentally our love in a way that even telepathy couldn't match.

"Noir…" Her sigh was filled with so much overflowing love that my heart began beating a pace or two quicker than normal.

"Livia." I matched her, a drunken feeling overcoming me, but this time it wasn't lust.

"I want you to put it in." Her eyes never left mine as she spoke those words. It was pure love driving us, there was not as much a desire to relieve ourselves, but more to just join our bodies together the deepest we could.

I didn't need to answer verbally, instead, I just grabbed a hold of the girl's body. I stood up with her in my arms and placed her on the bed behind us.

Even still we never stopped looking at each other. Livia lay flat on her back. Her arms bent at an angle and slightly above her head.

Her head was tilted just the tiniest bit upwards. Her lips opened the slightest bit their pink coloring inviting me for a taste.

I watched her chest rise and fall as her tantalizing bust followed along the pattern. Her right arm held them, emphasizing them for my visual pleasure. Those delicious nipples hardened.

Her stomach would cave inwards periodically matching her breaths. Her left leg was bent and the other straight as she didn't even attempt to hide her womanhood.

That pink glistening place she had hidden from everyone but the man she gave herself completely to. Her vaginal opening would contract, expressing her desire for something, the thing that had come in prior and shaped it to its desire.

I moved onto the bed, going between her legs as I sat on my knees. I crawled forward on my hands to reach her face with my own. I kissed her, her head already bent to give me the optimal positioning.

When we backed away yet again I rested my forehead against hers. "Are you ready?" I reached to either side of her head and grabbed her hands in a lover's hold, holding them tight.

"Mmm, I love you." She smiled and I felt her legs wrap around my butt.

"Hah~." She breathed a throaty sigh as slowly my length began invading her vagina.

I stored every expression she made into memory as I kept pushing in until I couldn't anymore.

Her eyes opened and her mouth pressed into a permanent smile as she breathed out. I began pulling out slowly watching as she reacted to every subtle movement. Her legs wrapped around me tighter.

In and out, I kept a slow pace at first enjoying the journey instead of searching for instant release.

"I feel so warm, it's so good." I've never seen such bliss evident on someone's face.

Slowly, I increased the pace hitting where I know she felt it best. Her inner folds tightened around my hardening member and a wet sound was produced every time I completed a thrust.

"Noir, it's coming." Her hands tightened around mine as she again tightened her legs.

"Me too." I sighed as I kept up the same pace feeling myself reaching that point.

"Fill me." She moaned out in a delirious stupor.

With one final thrust, we both came. Her legs were now like a boa constrictor as she refused to let me go.

"Noir." She begged for me as she grabbed my neck and forced me down to kiss her. She refused to let me go or pull out as she repeated my name.

Her legs were still wrapped tightly around me. For another thirty minutes, we just kissed even as my penis remained inside her. It only stopped when her legs and arms went limp and she fell asleep.

As I tended to do, I used a very small amount of LP, making it so even if we were to sleep like this all night, no irritation or discomfort would come from it.

I flipped the both of us over, keeping my cock jammed in her as she lay on top of me. Like that I also fell asleep, drifting off into unconsciousness.

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"Ah, hello." An unusually timid reply greeted me as I walked up to a certain duke's daughter.

There was a clear layer of red overlapping her cheeks as she glanced at everywhere but my face. From a pervert to a meek young girl? She's certainly not lacking in personality.

Part of me wanted to tease her just to see her reaction.

"Hmm, well I just came to give you this," I said handing her the envelope in my hand.

"The school festival is fast approaching and the last thing I want to do is provide any sort of service to these asswipes." I paused storing yet another insult into my memory bank to be used later.

"How crude… yes, I'm aware." Angie nodded pressing her lips to stop herself from giggling.

"Sooo… I decided I'd just do something with people I don't despise being around, and though nothing is decided you're still invited." I finished waiting for her response.

"I see, thank you I will surely attend." She bowed slightly.

"Mhm mhm, yeah you better, Livia will cry if you don't," I added for shits and giggles.

"Would hate for that to happen." This time she didn't restrain herself as she giggled.

"Where you headed?" I asked, right now was our lunch period.

"To find someplace quiet, food tastes better when I'm not being hounded by people trying to 'befriend' me." She breathed an annoyed sigh.

"Really? I thought those idiots were gone?" I scratched my head.

"The ones who had betrayed me are gone. Unfortunately for me though, that didn't send a clear enough message." I see, now every other mob is after her.

"Some people seem to think I'm so sad and lonely that I ingratiated myself with a commoner, and so in their heads, I'll happily jump to anyone who treats me friendly." Her tone turned peeved as she leaned against a wall.

"Must be rough, I think at this point most of the students stopped trying to do that with me. Now they're back to hating me from afar." Though there are a few who are still adamant about appealing to me.

"Yeah… where is Livia?" The conversation ended as Angie asked.

"Studying, she has a quiz coming up she wants to make sure she's 1,000% ready for."

"That sounds like Livia." Angie chuckled. "And what are you doing, I don't think you have anyone else to give those to do you?"

"Thanks for pointing out the fact that I have very few friends." I deadpanned. "But, you're right. Livia got hers the day I decided, I ran into Clarice just before seeing you and gave her one, and then here you are."

"Clarice? How is she I haven't run into her since we arrived back here."

"She's better, though she doesn't keep that servant of hers around her anymore, apparently she caught him kissing Marie," I spoke feeling like a teenage girl spreading gossip.

"Seriously? He seemed very loyal." She looked disgusted more than anything.

"That's what I said." I shrugged ending the topic there. "I have one more invitation though I'm not certain if I should give it or not."

"Who is it for?" She asked running through the list of people I even once interacted with.

"Chris, I've learned the guy is not as detestable as the rest," I said with a nod.

"Arclight huh? I admit, I'm surprised, and I'm glad that you made a male friend."

"He's not my friend, and what are you, my mom." I unintentionally got defensive. 'He's not my friend… he's just a more tolerable acquaintance.'

"Haha," Angie giggled softly, "That was cute."

"And I'm just saying, the only people you really hang around are Livia, who you are in a relationship with, and me, who… you know." Her face gained a red tint as she realized what she was saying. "I think it would be nice if you were to have at least one guy friend to hang out with just like me and Livia have one female friend." Well… she had a point damn it. There's certain dumb shit only boys could get up to that I just can't explain the fun in.

"Hmm, is this an elaborate ploy to decrease the amount of time I spend with Livia so you can get her to yourself? I won't fall for your trickery." I scrutinized like all the clues were coming together.

"You're delusional." She chuckled pinching my cheeks to loosen the hard expression I wore.

"Another one of my reasons is, I don't want you to only have that one bad experience with those two idiots who left you." She shrugged. "As much you helped me and gave me someone to call a friend, let me at least encourage you to help yourself."

"…A friend? So I'm not a friend? I knew it you just used me to get to Livia." I took what she said to heart, though I still preferred to joke around.

"Ughh, you know what I mean, you're… ugh." Teasing this girl was fun.

"Hehe, come on. I'll join you for lunch." I chuckled grabbing her hand and pulling her in the direction of where I knew a quiet spot was.

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"Where exactly are we going?" Angie questioned as she walked behind me.

We were behind the school building. I'm sure her confusion stemmed from the fact that there was no place to sit around here.

"Shh," I said looking around to make sure no one was around.

"Okay, don't scream." I nodded before grabbing Angie and before she could say anything jumping high in the air.

Less than a second later we were back on solid ground.

"Wha?" Angie asked dumbly as she was placed back on her feet.

"You asked for quiet, the roof is the best for that." I shrugged, pulling a blanket out from my storage.

"Oh." All her questions and statements were substituted with that simple phrase.

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This is nice." Angie pointed out staring at the scenery off in the distance.

"Yep, there's a nice view, a cool breeze, and not a lot of noise," I affirmed laying down on the blanket having already finished my food.

"Sounds like you've been here quite a few times." She pointed out, leaning back where she sat so her back hit the blanket followed by her head.

"Well, I come here ever so often." After my words the atmosphere was plunged into silence, only being interrupted by the faint chatter of birds.

"Are you free this weekend?" Angie suddenly asked.

"Hmm, Saturday yes, Sunday no." I thought back to what Chris said about his father wanting to meet me, that was quickly approaching.

"Great, can you come with me, just you?" She asked a bit sheepishly.

"Just call it a date, and of course, where to?"

"You idiot… there's a place I've always liked to go whenever I managed to get off of the estate, that's all I will tell you." She said.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it." I chuckled very much aware of the smile that overtook her face.

In a not-so-subtle manner, I moved my hand that was closest to her until it touched hers.

I made my intentions and clear and soon enough she obliged opening her hand. Our fingers interlocked in a grip that was at first weak, but then began to tighten.

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A/N: I've had this chapter written for a few days now, but was planning to write more, I've already written a lot though so I decided to end it here.

Updates may come out slower because with all the fics I've been reading I need to refresh myself on what I've written.

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