Chapter 20 A Tiring Waking Up
Chapter 20 A Tiring Waking Up
Knock knock!
“Lord Hero!”
The sound of the door being rapped upon echoed through the room, accompanied by the urgent voice of a girl waiting outside.
But I was too exhausted to muster a response.
Desperately, I tried to muffle the noise by burying my head beneath a cushion, but the persistent knocking persisted, undeterred by my feeble attempts to block it out.
Knock knock!
“Hero Nathan!”
With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly turned over in bed, my weary eyes barely able to focus on the source of the disturbance.
“What?” I grumbled, my voice thick with exhaustion as I addressed the intruder.
“The Morning training started two hours ago…you are late,” she informed me.
The mere mention of the morning training was enough to elicit a groan of frustration from me. I had already grown weary of that shit, despite it being only the second day.
“Yeah,” I muttered dismissively, hoping to expedite her departure.
As I stretched my hand out to my left, my fingers brushed against the soft fabric of the sheet, a tangible reminder of the events that had transpired in the darkness of the night.
Turning my gaze to the side, I saw Khione lying beside me, her form shrouded in the sheets, her blue eyes fixed pensively on the ceiling above.
I couldn’t help but wonder how long she had been awake, lost in her own thoughts.
With a resigned sigh, I pushed myself up from the bed and made my way to the window, throwing it open in an attempt to dispel the lingering scent of sex and sweat that hung heavy in the air.
“Good morning, Khione,” I greeted her, though her attention remained fixed elsewhere.
“I was pretty sure you would have already woken up and left,” I added.
“You have committed an irreparable sin, Human,” Khione muttered, her voice laced with a mixture of anger and resignation.
“Sin? I would say it was more like a blessing. I mean, it’s not every day you get to experience the pleasure of deflowering a virgin Goddess,” I retorted, a chuckle escaping my lips as I moved to open the other windows in the room.
“Call it whatever you want. But what you’ve done cannot be undone. You will have to answer and face the consequences. Your death is just a question of days now,” Khione replied, her tone heavy with solemnity as she shifted her body, a faint groan escaping her lips as she settled against the headboard of the bed.
“Just a question of days? Well, in that case, it seems we both have limited time left,” I remarked, a note of nonchalance in my voice. After all, if I were to die, so too would Khione, thanks to the seal that bound us together.
“Yes…” Khione replied, her voice tinged with resignation, though there was a distinct lack of fear or despair in her demeanor.
As I pondered the implications of our impending supposed death, I couldn’t help but marvel at the strange sense of confidence that had taken hold of me since the moment I had managed to enslave a Goddess. It was as if a dormant power had been awakened within me, filling me with an unwavering belief in my own abilities, even in the face of imminent danger.
“Well, until your Gods arrive, I’ll make sure to please you and myself. As I approached her, I smiled and said, “At least we’ll die satisfied.”
“You!” Khione’s glare intensified, her disbelief evident in her wide-eyed expression as she struggled to find words to convey her incredulity at my casual attitude.
“Come now,” I said, extending my hand toward Khione. “We should take a shower and attend to our respective duties.”
“I… can do it myself, in my roo…haa!” Khione began to protest, but before she could finish her sentence, I pulled her arm and lifted her into my arms.
As I held her, I couldn’t help but marvel at the softness of her thighs and the curves of her side breasts. Truly, she possessed the body of a Goddess.
My mind wandered back to the events of the previous night, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of disbelief that I had been fortunate enough to share such intimate moments with her.
As we made our way to the bathroom, I kept my gaze fixed on her perfect form marveled by it.
Upon entering the bathroom, I bypassed the tub in favor of the shower area, where I guided Khione to sit on one of the nearby stools.
“Wha..t are you going to do..?” Khione was apprehensive as she covered her breast and pussy.
I couldn’t help but laugh at her gesture, it was cute though.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit late for that? I have seen and licked both parts you are hiding now,” I said.
Khione glared as her cheeks flushed a little.
With the shower head in hand, I adjusted the temperature to a soothing warmth before directing the gentle stream of water over Khione’s delicate form. At first, she flinched slightly at the sensation of the warm water cascading over her hair and skin, but soon she relaxed, allowing the gentle flow to cleanse away the remnants of the night.
As I settled the shower to our liking, I moved to crouch in front of Khione, seeking her gaze. However, she averted her face, unwilling to meet my eyes.
“Look at me,” I insisted, gently but firmly brushing her wet white locks aside. When she continued to avoid my gaze, I reached out, cupping her chin and guiding her blue eyes to meet mine.
“You are mine, Khione,” I asserted with a serious tone, watching as the slave crest reluctantly appeared on her chest.
Khione let out a soft groan in response, her expression conflicted.
Drawing closer, I pressed my lips to hers in a tender kiss, feeling her respond with a soft hum of pleasure.
“Mmmm~”
“Open your mouth,” I whispered against her lips, taking the body wash and lathering my hand with it before trailing my fingers along her thigh.
“Haa❤️” With a slight moan, Khione complied, parting her lips as I delved into her mouth with my tongue, initiating a deep and passionate kiss. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
“Hmm~~glurrp~~~sluurrrp~~~” The sounds of our fervent kiss filled the air, mingling with the gentle splashing of water as I continued to explore her mouth, savoring the taste of her on my lips.
The lewd sounds of our deep kiss reverberated through the steam-filled bathroom as I eagerly explored Khione’s mouth, savoring every taste and texture. With one hand engaged in our passionate embrace, my other hand drifted down to where Khione’s pussy awaited my touch.
Gently, I applied soap to my fingers, ensuring they were slick and ready to provide her with the utmost care and attention. Despite her initial resistance, Khione’s legs involuntarily closed, but I persisted, guiding my hand between her thighs.
“S..Stop…hnn~~….we…have t..to go..” Khione’s protest was met with a gentle shushing from me as I silenced her with a kiss.
“I am cleaning your pussy, so stay still, okay?” I instructed, my voice laced with authority.
“Y..yes…hmm❤️” Khione’s compliance was evident as she yielded to my touch.
With a smirk, I eased a finger into her warm, wet pussy, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. Skillfully, I maneuvered my finger, using it to cleanse her delicate folds with tender care.
“Ahmn~❤️…no…” Khione’s protests were met with a playful nip at her lower lip, followed by a soothing lick from my tongue.
The sensual cleansing continued for several minutes, during which Khione’s body responded eagerly to my ministrations. Eventually, I allowed her to continue washing herself while I tended to my own cleanliness, mindful of the time we had already spent indulging in our intimate moment as we were already late.
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