Chapter 28
Chapter 28
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Messy Threesome #02
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Kriiiik...!!!
"Hngh... I... I'm dying... It's... it's gonna burst... gonna burst...!"
Lin Shaomei let out a sigh as she watched Arthin's face turn pale blue every time she squeezed harder.
He usually seemed so timid, frivolous, and foolish. How had she fallen for a guy like this?
But there was no point dwelling on it.
They say love is a loss for the one who falls first, right?
Even now, fury and resentment boiled up inside her at the sight of Arthin, who had acted so upright and serious when she first tempted him, only to fall head over heels for another woman.
Yet strangely, she felt none of the contempt or disgust she had for other pathetic men.
'Sigh... No helping it. It's partly my fault for giving him a taste of a woman in the first place.'
She regretted not going all the way back then, but Lin Shaomei slowly loosened her grip.
"Hah... Whew... A-Are you mad at me, Shaomei...?"
"I don't know, you idiot Big Brother. None of this would've happened if you'd accepted my feelings last time."
Zap.
When she glared at Arthin, now back to his senses, he averted his gaze, having nothing to say on the matter.
The urge to squeeze again welled up, but seeing Arthin in pain made her own heart ache too. She scolded herself for being so hopelessly smitten.
"So, do you really intend to take me into your arms? Or is any woman good enough for you?"
She decided to address the most important point first.
Given Arthin Big Brother's personality, he wouldn't sleep with Agnes—the first woman he'd embraced—and then discard her.
Yet here he was, suggesting they sleep together too. Either he was aiming for the kingdom's polygamy laws... or he just saw her as a convenient outlet for his lust.
And depending on his answer, Lin Shaomei was prepared to crush the little Arthin still in her hand.
"It's not like any woman would do!"
"Then you think it's okay because it's me?"
She could see Arthin Big Brother's face twitch at her sharp words. He probably hadn't expected her to push back this hard.
Truth be told, Lin Shaomei didn't want to act this way either. She'd love to pretend to give in, accept her role as his lover... let the Imperial Princess be the official wife, and stay by his side as a concubine.
But if she handed everything over like that?
She had no intention of becoming one of those "foolish bear-like women" with beastkin blood who get discarded. No thanks to that future.
"Shaomei..."
"You have no idea how precious and special you are to me, Big Brother."
Her emotions welled up, and Lin Shaomei looked up at Arthin Big Brother with teary eyes.
"I always thought just watching over you was enough, but this one time I get greedy, and it's that bad? But you slept with another woman—!!!"
Just as she was about to give up in resignation again.
"I'm sorry. But it's not like I think any woman would do."
Arthin gently pulled her screaming self into his embrace and slowly stroked her hair.
Whenever she was exhausted and sad alone, Big Brother would always find her and stroke her hair like this. Lin Shaomei loved that touch so much.
"...Are you really, truly accepting me? You won't change your mind or throw me away later?"
"I swear it on everything I have. I'll love you from now on."
It would've been perfect if one of them wasn't naked and she wasn't gripping his cock, but Lin Shaomei decided not to mind.
Someone who fussed over details like that wouldn't force a breastfeeding handjob play to claim a man—
Chuuup.
As their eyes met, Lin Shaomei couldn't hold back and pressed her lips to Arthin's first.
The difference from last time was that Arthin accepted her now.
'...What the hell?! What is this incomprehensible situation!?'
Agnes Ermengarde, who had just awakened from her orgasm-induced faint, peered through the door crack in bewilderment at the bizarre turn of events.
Why was Lin Shaomei in her dorm? Why was Arthin naked with his manhood gripped? Why were they suddenly kissing and whispering sweet nothings?
'Even cheap third-rate adult romances wouldn't go this far...!'
She considered bursting in to separate them, but as she watched their intense sexual acts continue, Agnes couldn't hide her shock—yet she kept watching.
For Agnes, who hurriedly closed romance novels at anything beyond a kiss, this was far too explicit. Imagining herself in Lin Shaomei's place under Arthin made her heart race with excitement.
Before she knew it, a sticky fluid trickled down between Agnes's legs, intoxicated by the thrill laced with taboo.
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Chuuup, churuup. Chupa.
"Mmm... Big Brother..."
Lin Shaomei nestled in my arms and began kissing me passionately, her tongue entwining aggressively.
Unlike Agnes, whose deep kisses were clumsy from book-learned romance, Lin Shaomei's tongue danced around mine, savoring it and even taking the lead.
'Where the hell did she learn this?!'
As I panicked, her voluptuous breasts pressed against my chest, and her plump thighs squished against mine with elastic softness.
The gentle tenderness I never felt from Agnes's slim, toned body made my earlier fluster vanish in an instant. Honestly, it was addictive.
Rubbing her hot, soft flesh and enjoying her squishy breasts made all the world's worries melt away.
I started to understand why men ruin themselves over women. Every inch of her was soft, with full breasts and wide hips that mesmerized men. Lin Shaomei had a vulgar yet enticingly fuckable figure.
My revitalized cock poked at her lower belly, and a sweet-and-sour fragrance began to spread from her mouth.
'Wait, sweet-and-sour fragrance?'
I'd heard beastkin gradually release sweet pheromones when in heat.
I peered into Lin Shaomei's eyes, just in case.
'Heart-shaped pupils.'
Along with a small 'So that's actually possible,' I thought we were screwed and felt a sense of crisis.
'If a beastkin goes into heat, you have to soothe them all night at least?!'
My plan was to finish sex with Agnes before she woke and clean up. But if she's in heat—
'...Huh?'
Glancing toward the room in worry, I spotted red eyes peering through the tiny door crack.
The problem was, only one person could be in that room. Especially with red eyes.
'Agnes... is awake and watching us??'
Prim and proper Agnes secretly watching another couple fuck? From her perspective, wasn't this like cheating since it involved me and her love rival?
I couldn't comprehend it. If my woman was rolling around with another guy, I'd burst in and smash his head.
Did she have that kind of fetish? I thought I knew Agnes well, but maybe she wasn't just into plain romance.
"Chuuup... Big Brother, I can't hold back anymore...!"
At that moment, Lin Shaomei, kissing me, emanated even sweeter pheromones and yanked me onto the sofa.
"Just stay still, and I'll do everything...! All you have to do is keep it hard, Big Brother...!"
Straddling me like she was about to rape me, she pinned my thighs with hers, shifted her sticky panties aside, and rubbed her already soaked pussy against my cock.
For some reason, I was sure that handing over control like this would end with me knocked up by Lin Shaomei again. With Agnes watching, I decided to assert my male authority. I lewdly thrust my hips and grabbed her plump ass as she prepared to impale herself.
"Haaang...!!"
My fingers dug into her chubby ass cheeks, and I felt the strength drain from her waist. As expected, her aroused, slutty body was so sensitive that even an inexperienced guy like me could easily break her!
Holding her ass, I pulled her down while angrily shoving my vengeful cock into her pussy for all the torment she'd put me through.
Squelch—!
"Haaaaang♡?!?"
Maybe because I slammed her ass down hard, my glans tore through something and plunged resistance-free to her depths. Had she climaxed from the single thrust? She buried her face in my shoulder, trembling violently.
The sensation of virgin blood trickling down. I was the first man to conquer Lin Shaomei.
"Y-You're too big... Go easy... Big Brother..."
Seeing her plead with a trembling voice reminded me of how she'd forced me to cum despite my protests last time.
Suddenly, she seemed awfully cheeky.
"Shaomei?"
"Y-Yes...?"
"The real fun starts now."
Squelch. Squish. Squish. Squelch. Squelch.
"Hiiiiiit♡♡"
To fully subdue the beast in heat, I snapped my hips without hesitation, pounding her pussy relentlessly.
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"...Why isn't anyone coming?"
4 PM, near the Bronze Dormitory—a small warehouse.
Violet Purplecrow had arrived 30 minutes early for the 3 PM meeting to discuss Kaiyen Silversword from yesterday.
Despite her packed study schedule, she'd rushed because memories of her past life's fun school days with Arthin and Lin Shaomei had her excited.
She'd even prepared black tea and snacks for their chat—high-end ones since the Imperial Princess would be there too—
"What could be holding them up? Is the talk not going well...?"
3 PM came, but none of the memory-regained members except her showed. Thinking they might be late, she waited an hour alone, but no one came.
"Hmm... Nothing bad happened, right?"
Suddenly, she recalled Lin Shaomei trying to force herself on Arthin last time. If that was happening now...?
"...Nah, no way! The Princess isn't here either, so she's probably keeping things in check!"
The aloof, noble, devout Imperial Princess—always prim in speech and action—was Violet's idol. Lin Shaomei was a bit worrisome, but with Agnes there, it should be fine.
"...Should I head back?"
Realizing no one would come, Violet sadly packed her snacks and tea set into the basket.
Clueless about what was happening, she decided to go home and do homework, then stepped out of the warehouse.
Creak!
Turning the knob stirred up dust, as expected in a seldom-visited spot. Violet waved it away, coughing as she exited.
"Good for avoiding eyes, but sucks for gatherings. Next time, meet somewhere else."
With three in Gold Dorm, they could use one of their rooms. Maybe end the meeting with a girls' pajama party?
Her memories were hazy, but she'd done it in her past life. It'd be fun again~ Thinking this, Violet grinned dopily—until she sensed a sharp presence.
"Huh?"
Turning toward the Bronze Dormitory behind her, she saw a familiar silhouette staring blankly up at it.
"Why is that person there?"
Not certain from the back, Violet mustered courage to approach—
Shh!
As she made her presence known, the figure turned, then vanished from sight like using Blink magic.
Startled, Violet rubbed her eyes and scanned around, but the presence was gone, as if she'd hallucinated.
"...D-Did I see a ghost?"
Violet, a witch who contracted demons and summoned spirits, was actually terrified of ghosts. Not for any logical reason—just scary.
She couldn't even use necromancy-related spells, so she couldn't confirm.
"Ahaha, must be tired... Didn't sleep well last night... G-Go home and have some coffee..."
Convincing herself it was fatigue, Violet headed back to the dorm—unconsciously channeling mana into her steps.
If that figure was who she thought, they weren't dead—so why haunt in broad daylight!
"Ugh! Goosebumps! Gotta sleep with Casper tonight!"
Vowing to cuddle her pet cat, Violet hurried away.
"..."
Meanwhile, the woman silently watching from the Bronze Dormitory rooftop concealed her presence only after Violet left completely. She descended and kept watch on one room.
Its occupant had been absent for over half a day, but she didn't care. Her obsessive fixation lasted into the next day.