Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess - Chapter 314 [Intermission] Washing horns turned flesh exploration? (R-18+)

Chapter 314 [Intermission] Washing horns turned flesh exploration? (R-18+)

(POV: Lumiere)

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My attention fixated on her delicate red horns.

There was nothing lewd about this.

There was absolutely nothing lewd about this, but for some damn reason Senesica made it look so dirty.

With a whispering touch, I trailed my soapy hand along the length of her right horn. The moment my fingertips made contact, Senesica let out a low, sultry moan that sent shivers down my spine.

“Ahnnnn~~ That gentle touch… It feels so good~~”

Her heavy breasts swayed hypnotically in the hot, steamy water, their succulent appearance impossible to ignore.

Every stroke, every rub against her horn stirred a primal reaction within her. Her cheeks flushed with a deep shade of lust, her body trembling with an insatiable desire. Her hands sank into the water, grasping desperately at her breasts as she fought against the overwhelming pleasure. More moans escaped her luscious lips, begging for more. “Rub them more, rub my horns more…” she pleaded, her voice completely slagged by her fervent moans.

“Senesica?” I called her name.

“D… Don’t,” she panted heavily, her eyes heavy with sexual desire. “Don’t call my name like that, it’s turning me on so bad~~”

The fuck, I just wanted to ask a question.

“So, what about the kimono? Will you finally tell me?” I asked, hoping to distract her with our initial agreement.

But she remained silent, lost in the current of her own desires.

Fueled by the urgency of the moment, I decided to apply a firmer grip to her horn, squeezing it gently. As I moved my tight hold up her sleek, slender horn, her tongue lazily rolled out of her mouth, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

“So fucking~~ goooood~~” she moaned out.

I watched as Senesica’s body arched back, her voice a melody of pleasure with each breathless moan that escaped her lush, parted lips. The steamy hotspring water caressed every inch of her glistening skin, enveloping her in a sensuous embrace. Her hands, now free from their earlier fixation on her breasts, rested gently on the water’s surface, fingertips barely grazing the liquid’s inviting touch.

With a confident stroke, I resumed my massage, my hands gliding along the length of her smooth, curved horns. The soap lathered against her delicate flesh, creating a slick, sensual sensation. As the foam increased, it broke down into soft, opalescent globules that cascaded down her enchanting face, mingling with the beads of sweat that dotted her forehead. The sight, bathed in the dim, flickering light of the hotspring, was mesmerizing.

So good damn it…

Senesica’s breaths came in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling with each rapid heartbeat.

The anticipation bubbled within her, her body quivering with need.

It became clear to me, this wasn’t the usual sexual want…

She needed this.

And it was my noble duty to ensure she had the full force of it.

I tightened my grip on her horns, my fingers interlacing with the stunning curves, eliciting a deep, throaty moan from her as her teeth bit down on her lower lip to restrain her unending pleasure, even if just by a little.

My hands moved with a rhythm born of an intimate understanding, traversing the lengths of her horns with a precision that only heightened her mounting pleasure.

“Ahnnnnnn~ Nnyyesssss~~ Soo~~ So goood~~”

“Do it more… Ahnnnn~~”

Sensations cascaded from her horns through her body.

Her breathing grew heavier, mingling with the sound of cascading water.

Steam billowed around us, obscuring our naked bodies from each other for just a moment.

I released my hold on Senesica’s horns, reluctantly pulling away to grab more soap.

As I turned, my eyes met her intensely yearning gaze.

Her body, now relaxed in the water, quivered with the aftermath of her pleasure.

Each pant bore the weight of her satisfaction.

Through heavy breaths, Senesica’s voice trembled, “You’ve rubbed me so hard, I… I’ve released into the water.”

I instantly knew what she meant, but I had to see it or myself…

What had she released? Golden elixir or love juice?

I watched as Senesica’s body slowly arched outwards again, a mixture of her love juices and the water flowing out from her pink, fleshy pussy.

The squelching sound only intensified as she plunged her fingers deeper, seeking her own pleasure. With one hand in the water, she skillfully balanced the act, her other fingers finding erotic embrace in her mouth, sucking on them with a delicate need that only made her look less elegant and more hungry.

“I’ve never gone so deep inside myself~~”

She was correct.

The only person who’d done that, was me.

When she pulled her hand out of the water, thick strands of her love juice clung to her fingers, some trailing down to her elbow.

Pure ecstacy coated proof of her intense release.

Seeing the satisfaction on her face, a sinful smile adorned her lips as she gently smeared the thick fluids across her face.

“I came here to get clean~~”

“Yeah?” I replied.

“But now, I feel so dirty I don’t ever want to be clean~~”

Her movements were now controlled, refined, a display of her sensuality. She then plunged her hand back into the water.

“Come on, rub me more already… I can’t wait~~”

“Of course,” I told her.

I retrieved the soap, eager to resume our intimate ritual. But in my haste, the slippery bar slipped from my grasp, unfortunately landing right on Senesica’s head. She uttered a gentle “ow,” but the soap seemed to have a mind of its own. It glided along the contours of her chest before sinking into the inviting, meaty cleavage of her breasts. The moment it made contact, Senesica twisted her body in surprise, the soap burrowing deeper and deeper, lost within the confines of her sweaty breasts.

“Ahhnnnnn~~ Oh my ahhnnnn~~!!”

“Shit!” I said.

Initially, I felt like this was a big error.

BUT IT WAS ABSOLUTE GENIUS!!

Her panting became heavier, her aroused lazy eyes stared at me. “Please, Lumiere,” she pleaded, her eyes becoming even more aroused. “Get it out before it goes deeper.”

I assured Senesica that I would retrieve the soap for her.

“You can leave that to me,” were my exact words.

My hands plunged into the softness of her breasts, seeking the elusive bar of soap nestled between them. But as my fingers explored her supple flesh, something primal within me took over. Instead of focusing solely on my task, I found myself captivated by the intoxicating sight before me.

Those large, slightly saggy breasts of hers.

Normally, her breasts weren’t saggy, but because of how heavy they were, it made it hard for them to stay up.

Her knockers were too damn big.

My right hand, driven by lust and curiosity, deviated from its original mission. It seized one of her breasts, its warmth enveloping my palm, and the heaven-sent sensation of her tender flesh sent sparks of pleasure coursing through my body.

My cock throbbed for more pleasure.

In my excitement, my grasp faltered and my hand slipped, grazing the delicate rosy tipped nipple of her breast.

“AAHNNNNNNN~~!!! DON’T DO THAT~~!”

Senesica let out an uninhibited moan, her voice dripping with desire.

“I found the soap,” I managed to utter. “But wouldn’t you agree that this is way better?” As I spoke, I straddled her head, the hard cock between my legs unintentionally brushing against her neck. Her response was a moan that seemed to reverberate through her entire being, transforming into a lascivious smile as her eyes fluttered open, her desire laid bare.

I continued my sensual exploration.

My right hand resumed its work, massaging her breast with fervor.

The slippery foam made it difficult to maintain a firm grip, but each time I squeezed, her flesh yielded, voluptuous curves protruding between my trembling fingers.

“More~”

“More~~”

“More~~~”

“Moreeeee~~~!!!”

Senesica couldn’t have enough of it.

My other hand delved into the depths of her cleavage, exerting pressure as it reached for the soap. As I retrieved it, the foam acted as a lubricant, intensifying the sensations as it glided along her silken skin.

I discarded the soap, its purpose fulfilled, and then my left hand seized her other breast.

Applying a firm squeeze, I delighted in the weight and softness of her flesh.

With both hands now engaged, I dragged her breasts sideways, pressing them together in a rhythm that caused her rosy tips to brush against each other, a delicate friction that only heightened the ardor between us.

“Ohn nyess!! Do me more!!”

She screamed.

Maybe I wasn’t done for the night…

Just yet…