The Lewd Heroine's Indecent Routine (3) — So, What Exactly Didn't You Like?
That question still lingered in Emilia's mind. ...Should I ask? The thought crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. After all, the Count Melrn was her enemy—her sworn foe. There was no need to understand his feelings, nor any desire to do so. Right now, the only thing she needed to focus on was her friend, Princess Mine. Once she had more breathing room, she could think about her own future and her revenge. Wasting time pondering what had pissed off Count Melrn was pointless.
Stop overthinking it. Just make this man feel good, quick. It chafed her pride in every way, but if she couldn't satisfy him, she could do nothing for her precious friend.
Huff... huff...
"Mmm~ My love. For a noble lady to be strutting around so lewdly exposed from the morning... delicious."
"...Ngh. You're the one who made me wear this...!"
"Ah~ ah. So adorable. My cute little bunny. You're so lovable, I could just devour you right now."
This wasn't working. No point talking to him. Emilia gave up on conversation with Count Melrn and decided to let him do as he pleased.
He sniffed around her body like a dog, inhaling her scent from every inch. What the hell was so great about her smell anyway? Perverted creep.
...I am a little sweaty, though. Sitting pressed against Count Melrn for that annoying breakfast had left her damp in spots. She'd only just bathed with Mona's help, so it probably wasn't too bad, but it still bugged her.
"Mmm, my love already smells so lewd this morning... perfect."
"No... way..."
Startled by his words, Emilia instinctively sniffed her own underarm.
...Her own scent didn't seem special or anything.
More importantly...
This stupid outfit... it's getting on my nerves more and more...
It's not like I'm naked... but it barely covers anything anyway...
Somehow worse than being fully nude... makes me so tense... feels so weird...
Nearly naked, yet not quite—the unnatural sensation heightened her sensitivity everywhere.
"Hoo... ngh♡"
Count Melrn's hands began groping her body. He rubbed firmly over her slightly mounded pubic area, sending shivers racing up her spine. His fingers kneaded her sides, then moved to her exposed breasts, squeezing them greedily. The heart-shaped patches barely clung to her nipples, threatening to peel off with every knead, forcing Emilia to stay on edge.
His fingertips scraped over the patches, teasing her nipples beneath. Then he pinched the surely erect buds through the fabric.
"...! Hyaah♡...!"
He tugged her heavy breasts upward by the nipples, making them jiggle. The jolt drew a ragged moan from Emilia, her body trembling. For some reason, her nipples felt incredibly sensitive. No—her whole body did.
Squish squish squish squish... pinch pinch pinch pinch...
Count Melrn kept tormenting her full breasts and the patch-covered nipples. He lifted and kneaded them from below, savoring their bounce and weight. Pinching and pulling made her shoulders quiver uncontrollably. Even through the patches, it felt too good—what if he stripped them off and touched her bare? She didn't want to find out yet.
Slowly, his hands drifted lower, rubbing her belly, then the soft expanse below her navel. Just like before, pressing toward her womb. The downward stroke sent those same shivers surging through her again.
She'd barely held back a moan last time. This time, she failed.
"Ah, haaaaaah♡...!"
Her hips bucked; her waist arched into his hand unbidden. She must look utterly debased right now. Panting hard... twitching...
Heat flooded her body. She loathed how her flesh melted at mere caresses.
"Emilia, you've gotten so lewd."
"No... it's not..."
She tried to retort, but words failed her. Before she could gather them, his hand moved on—rubbing her pubic mound insistently, then dipping to her precious slit.
"Ah, eek!"
"W-wait... I mean, it's not that you can't touch, but... still... ngh♡"
That spot too was covered by a similar patch, but he ignored it, pressing and rubbing over the fabric. The clear outline of her slit bulged under the pressure. He stroked and prodded it obsessively.
Ah, ah, ngh. Nnngh, hng... ngh...
"Haa, haa, haaaaa♡...!"
Emilia grimaced in strain, face flushing as she fought to keep her expression from crumbling. She knew her body was weak to lewdness now. But she hadn't expected mere touches to overwhelm her like this.
...Just satisfy him quick...
End it halfway...
Her heart pounded noisily. She'd overlooked one thing: last night's bizarre impulse. Per Mona, these urges would keep surging periodically.
Every time his hands touched her now, groping her... that lewd energy swelled stronger. Emilia felt it clearly.
And though it was just instinct, no evidence... if this lust kept building, she'd lose control like yesterday. That's what she feared.
So end it fast.
Before I lose my reason... before I make a fool of myself again.
Count Melrn had been holding her from behind until moments ago. Midway, he'd slid off the chair, stripped naked, and now Emilia sat spread-legged on the massive seat as he'd demanded. The lewd pad clung obscenely between her thighs. The patches on her nipples had finally peeled off during the earlier fondling, leaving her even more exposed. As the one servicing him, she couldn't hide her erect nipples out of shame—it wouldn't do.
And Count Melrn... he ogled her bare, hardened nipples before diving between her legs. Gripping her thighs, he pressed his nose to the still-patch-covered labia, rubbing against it.
Sniff... haa. Sniff... haa.
Emilia's slutty pussy. Her lewd female juices leaking from the sealed slit—he inhaled deeply, as if etching the scent into his brain. Inhaling long through his nose, exhaling... again and again. With her pussy offered up to him like this, Emilia could only shudder and twitch.
Feels gross...
Gross, gross.
This... should feel... gross... definitely...
Her sensitive labia. The warm breath seeping through the patch made her teeth chatter in torment. The ambiguous stimulation on her erogenous zone—it heightened her arousal even as it frustrated her.
She craved direct contact now. But realizing that, she denied it furiously. This wasn't for pleasure. Not because she wanted to feel good from him. It was all for her friend, Princess Mine. This man between her legs was her enemy. So absolutely... she couldn't enjoy it...
"Mmm."
Slurp... rip...
Count Melrn gently peeled away the patch covering her privates.
"Nnghiii♡"
No pubic hair, but the adhesive tugged her folds as it came off, delivering a strange jolt of pleasure. And now, her exposed pussy—dripping nectar, flushed red with need. Licking his lips at the sight, Count Melrn brought his mouth close and began sucking greedily.
"N-nngh♡ Heeeek♡ Ah, nyaaaa♡"
"Hiiiii♡ Ngh, ngh, nnyooo♡♡!!"
Immense pleasure surged from her pussy. Bliss. Ecstasy. Touched by his mouth, toyed with by him—it felt so overwhelmingly good she could barely endure it. Emilia clamped a hand over her mouth, desperately muffling her cries, toes curling tight.