Reborn As The Minor Villain In A Romance Fantasy Novel - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Weird Kinks
“You’re evil…” Elena gasped into his ear, her confident voice had turned into a shaky whisper as Lucius’s hands kneaded her round ass with firm deliberate squeezes.

The pressure sent sparks up her spine and she could feel her skin tingling under his palms.

“Pure evil…”

“Ah, how am I evil?” Lucius murmured, his lips brushing her neck in a trail of soft kisses before he shifted to her ear, nibbling the lobe with gentle teeth.

His breath was hot against her skin, stirring the hair there… Ever since he started touching her, she was feeling very sensitive.

“After all, a mage general like you who has faced down beasts in several A or S rank dungeons and spilled blood in more battles than I can count… shouldn’t flinch at a little horror, right?”

Elena moaned softly, her body betraying her with how sensitive it felt.

She was lightheaded… ever since he called her his good girl, she felt wet under there. Why were his words having such an effect on her?

She shifted in his lap and the couch creaked under them.

“…Right. I’m not afraid,” she said, forcing confidence into her tone, lifting her chin like she was facing down her complaining boss.

But on the inside… she was scared and happy at the same time, it was a strange combination.

Lucius stopped touching her then… his hands had dropped down and he had stopped nibbling on her ear.

The sudden absence hit her leaving her skin prickling where his warmth had been.

“…Huh? What happened?” Elena blinked, glancing down at him.

She’d been lost in the feel of his hands roaming her body and the way his lips marked her body.

Why stop now?

Was this some game?

Did he want her to beg, to admit the movie’s creeping dread was getting to her?

Did he want her to—

“I can’t touch you properly like this,” Lucius said. “Take them off.”

As if on cue, a scraping sound rasped from the TV speakers… it was like hearing nails on wood.

It crawled down her spine, raising goosebumps on her arms.

Was that excitement knotting her stomach, or fear? She couldn’t tell anymore… all she knew was that she wanted to make sure this man was happy.

“O-okay…” Elena murmured, her fingers fumbling at the buttons of her coat.

She shrugged it off, letting the heavy fabric pool on the floor beside the couch.

Underneath, her bra came into view… it was a simple black lace, but patterned with tiny white kittens chasing yarn balls across the cups.

Lucius didn’t know why but he didn’t expect this… He had thought maybe it would be plain or full of skull designs but it was nice to see that deep down, she was still a girl.

“Cute,” Lucius said with a small smile on his lips.

Heat flooded her face, and she looked away… turning her gaze to her legs still draped over his lap.

“Do I have to take these off too?” she asked with a shy voice.

Her fingers hovered at the waistband of her trousers.

She swore she could feel her maids’ eyes on her even now… those nosy women never really wanted to mind their business.

“Didn’t you want to hook up?” Lucius replied. “Take responsibility.”

Elena nodded, swallowing her nerves.

She slid off his lap, standing on shaking legs, and hooked her thumbs into her trousers.

They peeled down slowly, revealing the smooth curve of her thighs and the flare of her hips.

Her legs were toned from years of training, she was tough but soft in all the right places.

If he had to admit it, she was hiding a sinful body under her clothes… she had full breasts straining the kitten bra, a waist that dipped in just enough to accentuate the swell of her ass and not to mention her round perky ass.

She looked perfect.

“And matching panties too,” he added, spotting the kitty pattern on the lace trim peeking from her waistband. “You’re cute.”

“Th-th-thank you…” Elena muttered, her voice was barely audible.

Her cheeks burned as she stepped out of the trousers.

She was the older one here and she knew she was the one who should be in control but… she felt the need to be submissive as well and let him do whatever he wanted.

She could feel the heat pooling in her stomach, and lower folds ached… She was already wet beyond belief. She could only thank the goddess that Lucius hadn’t seen it yet.

Before Lucius’s eyes, though, a drop escaped, trailing down her inner thigh to patter softly on the carpet.

Then another… and another.

She was dripping right there in the open… Hell even Emilia wasn’t this perverted.

“You’re already that wet?” Lucius said with surprise. “I see… you’re a massive pervert.”

Before she could try and defend herself, he pulled her back toward the couch, guiding her with hands on her hips.

Her back hit the cushions with a soft thud and her legs were spread apart as she was facing the screen again.

On the TV, the Hollow Man was still playing. Thankfully it wasn’t a horror scene but rather a grainy crime scene, with officers in rumpled uniforms milling around the street.

They had secured the accident that the Hollow man caused and were now looking for clues.

Elena tried to focus on their dialogue but her heart hammered too loud, drowning out their words. All she could hear was Lucius’s breathing.

She felt fumbling at her panties then his fingers hooked the edge of the lace and peeled it aside completely.

Now that the fabric was gone, her lower body was completely exposed to the cold air.

“Mm…” The simple act of being bared made her gush again, her fresh arousal coating his fingertips.

Elena’s breath hitched… her thighs were trembling as she fought the urge to clamp them shut.

‘Is she a fountain or what? And why so sensitive?’ Lucius thought, shaking his head inwardly.

Each woman was different… there were no two women who reacted exactly the same.

Some needed coaxing and some just needed a hard fuck…

He traced a finger up her folds, gathering her slickness, then circled her clit with the pad of his thumb.

Elena bit her lip hard, the sensation was making her head spark… It was like he knew exactly where to press, it was even better.

She moaned low and her legs twitched as pleasure coiled tight in her core.

Her hips bucked once, involuntary, chasing more.

“Fuck…” she whispered, eyes flicking to the TV for distraction.

One officer approached a battered car with a flashlight beam over dented metal.

He reached for the door handle, and then paused. It seemed like he was scared of something jumping ou.

Then yanked it open.

Something exploded out… a spike of twisted metal and shadow, lancing straight through the man’s chest.

Blood sprayed in an arc, his scream was cut short to a wet gurgle as he slumped, pinned like a bug.

Elena’s heart skipped, a jolt of ice down her spine.

Her insides clenched hard around nothing around Lucius’s finger.

He’d slipped one inside her mid-scene.

Now her walls gripped him like a vice, it was so tight he felt trapped… the heat and pressure surrounding his finger entirely. How would it feel if his dick was in there?

‘What the hell?’ Lucius thought as he tried to push forward, testing her resistance.

She moaned louder with her back arching off the couch, but she didn’t loosen.

If anything, she tightened more and was completely dripping around his hand. ‘She’s getting tighter while watching horror? What kind of kink is that?’

It was weird and hot at the same time, truly these girls were special.

“Lucius… please take out your hand,” Elena barely managed to say without moaning. “It feels weird down there…”

He didn’t.

Instead, he pressed his finger deeper against her tight walls, feeling her clench around him like she couldn’t decide if she wanted more or less.

She squirmed on the couch, twisting her hips side to side and her legs kicked a little like an excited puppy chasing its tail.

“You’re really cute,” Lucius muttered, watching her with that half-smile he couldn’t shake.

He pulled his finger out slow holding it up between them.

The sight of it made his blood run hot. “It’s making me feel hot.”

He didn’t get what it was about her.

The way she smelled? Or how she acted all tough until she melted like this?

Whatever it was, it was driving him nuts….

Before she could catch her breath, she watched Lucius brought the finger to his mouth and sucked it clean.

The taste hit him, it was salty and sweet too. He was savoring every bit of it.

Her cheeks went bright red and her hands flew up to cover her face.

“You’re sweet too,” he said with a rough voice. “How is this fair?”

Elena whimpered and he leaned in closer.

His face was just inches from her twitching, swollen clit.

His tongue flicked out, flat and warm, licking up the length of her folds in one slow drag.

“Mmph~ Not there~” She moaned with her thighs quivering, trying to close but his hands held them open.

Lucius pushed his tongue right into her pussy, diving in deep, eating her out like he was starved.

She tasted even better up close… it was addictive somehow.

‘I should really start tasting my girls.’ He thought.

Her hips bucked up against his mouth, chasing the pressure.

“Fuck~ Please~ Be gentle~” Elena gasped wildly as her fingers tangled in his black hair, pulling hard enough to sting.

He wasn’t gentle.

He couldn’t be.

His tongue worked everywhere… circling her clit, thrusting inside, lapping at her walls like he wanted to memorize every fold.

She bit her lip and the stifling moans turned into whimpers as her body arched each time his tongue pushed in.

“I’m going to cum…” she muttered, completely breathlessly. “Lucius, I’ll cum~”

Just then, the front door creaked open though she couldn’t hear it with the sound coming from the TV.

The maid she had sent on an errand entered with the new phone box in her hand.

“My lady, I got the new phone you reques—” Her words died mid-syllable as she saw her lady in a compromising position.

It was something she would never forget…