Chapter 230 - Liberation? (1/2)

Out of the four disciples Elizabeth took in— Shizuka, Saeko, Caesar and Shigure— the last disciple, the kunoichi, was never the one to speak her mind out more expressly. A stark contrast to her skills in combat. But, within half an hour of entering the village, the moment Elizabeth, Saeko and Shizuka heard series of barely perceptible moans, a familiar one at that, a smile escaped their lips.

The trio was envious. Of course, they would be one. Their man was sleeping with someone else. Using his tongue to masterfully tease the cunt that wasn't theirs. But, hadn't they already accepted him? Didn't it also mean accepting his vices?

Of course... many if not all Swordsmith and their families weren't fond of such a strange turn of events.

And none of them could identify the source. Neither the source of moans or the reason for the said moans.

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Shigure's heated breathing, her pants, grazed Nik's lips, as his frame covered her's. Nik wasn't someone with a large wanker and thin build. He had muscles. A thick, firm build that made Shigure raise her arms and gingerly wrap around Nik's neck as the Incubus leaned down for another kiss, then another one, and then, another one. His lips pressed against Shigure's soft lips firmly, his tongue exploring the mouth that once again ignited Nik's somewhat lost passion.

One of his hands remained behind Shigure's back to keep her supported while his other one swiftly moved within Shigure's pink wrapping and undid the sarashi before letting loose the bust that proudly held against Shizuka's in many bedroom wars.

Her erect pink nipples twitched with a tantalising manner while Shigure moaned into Nik's mouth erotically, her fingers softly playing with Nik's hair as he rubbed his knee against Shigure's damp loin cloth.

'Nik... don't hold back...'

Whoever said that words end up ruining the moment was probably right. Shigure grasped Nik's hesitance by its throat, but it still wasn't enough to make Nik falter. Long had he already known that from Ray's appearance, a natural resistance within him grew when it came to the matters of Harem... the matters of his girls and feelings.

Should he let himself get sucked into a whirlpool of feelings when he may end up forcibly controlling them in the future? Better yet, will he really need to do that? Manipulating the mind of Harem?

Hesitation rippled on Nik's hesitation only for a moment, but he suppressed it deep within his mind while Shigure, as if clear to his thoughts tilted her head lightly, denying him the kiss he leaned his head down for.

”I don't... want to do like this... not when you are unsure...”

”My darling kunoichi—”

”Don't... lie... Nik.”

Shigure's gaze bore into Nik, making him swallow his words as she struggled out of Nik's hand supporting his back and pressed her body against Nik's and gently pushed him down.

”I love you.”

Shigure whispered, her fingers gently cradled Nik's cheeks as she raised her head to kiss Nik's forehead lovingly.

”I missed... you.” She whispered while leaning down to gently peck Nik's lips before smiling beautifully, her droopy eyes seeming to have gained a luscious splendor that made Nik envy. A feeling that he found rather concerning, but his thoughts were once again cut short as Shigure, with her knees locking the sides of Nik's waist, brought up Nik's right hand and placed it over the middle of her exposed bosom.

”It... isn't hard... Nik.”

”It isn't, huh...”

Savouring the taste of Shigure's lips, Nik whispered. Damn onions, he didn't need all this. He was fine the way he was... the way he was becoming. Although Shigure let go of Nik's hand, it still didn't move and rested on Shigure's cleavage as she smiled and leaned down, her thumb grazing past the corner of Nik's eyes while swiping away the single dastardly tear that dare leaked away.