I Grabbed the Tyrant’s Heart - Chapter 151
“Um, uung.”
I shook my body, hitting the floor, but it only resulted in Tess’s hand pressing firmly against my chest. The fruit, pressed so hard that it was almost buried in flesh, emitted cries of ecstasy.
No, no.
“It’s completely hard, Euseniel. Look at this. Hmm?”
“What do you want me to see, hhut.”
Fingers covered by bandages grabbed the peak tightly and shook it. The hand that had entered my underwear moved faster back and forth.
“Huhng, uht.”
I tried to resist Tess’s teasing hand on my chest, but my grip had no strength, and Tess laughed into my ear, almost mocking.
His soft lips pressed against my earlobe, and gradually, my mind became fuzzy.
The area around my eyes felt warm. Soon, tears blurred my vision.
“Huht. Aahh, Tess.”
“Yes, Euseniel.”
With his response, Tess, who had been brushing my lips, opened his eyes slightly and smiled.
Then, as if holding me back from trying to sit up, he pressed my upper body with his arms. Because of this, I stood even higher on my tiptoes, completely away from the floor, and struggled not to slip.
Not having proper contact with the floor made it even more agonizing.
“Hu-ugh, Tess. Please, aahh.”
I wished he would stop now, but the hand nestled between my thighs continued its ruthless movements.
“Please, uung. Enough.”
A pleading, sob-like sound escaped.
Even as I thought I shouldn’t hurt Tess even more, I couldn’t help but dig my nails into his arms.
I kicked vigorously, but Tess didn’t flinch, and I was left desperately swaying my feet. My body lifted even more, and even the tips of my toes danced in the air.
The whited-out mind was once again coated with white.
“Hu-aht, huht.”
I felt tears welling up, but I couldn’t wipe them away. Meanwhile, the sensation of the soft fabric rubbing against the sensitive skin intensified, and overwhelmed by the approaching pleasure, I raised both legs higher.
“Ah!”
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
Tess, who supported my slouched figure with one arm, withdrew his hand from inside the dress.
“It’s wet, Euseniel.”
Tess smiled as if delighted with his hand in front of my eyes.
“My hand is wet with Euseniel.”
A sticky liquid glistened on the white bandages.
I closed my eyes. Tear after tear rolled down my cheeks.
“Because it’s not blood, will you change it again?”
Tess whispered mockingly, brushing his lips against my earlobe.
“Euseniel, open your eyes.”
Ignoring my feigned ignorance, my chest tightened. As I reflexively opened my eyes, Tess licked the bandages with the tip of his tongue, as if observing my reaction, and lowered his gaze.
Even in the midst of the busy breathing, embarrassment overwhelmed me, and my whole body tingled. It felt as if I were exposed in a bright place. The thoroughly wet lower body became even wetter.
Soon, Tess bit into the bandages and pulled them off.
“Tess, hand!”
“It’s almost healed.”
It was true.
The white bones were barely visible, there were new wrinkles on the back of the hand, and even the nails were present.
“You! Pretending to be in pain when you could heal!”
“No, I can only heal now.”
Tess murmured with his lips against my neck.
“Healing my body or using magic is closely related to my emotional state. I couldn’t do anything until you came to soothe me.”
Since I didn’t know everything about the devil, I couldn’t refute.
“I swear. I won’t lie to Euseniel.”
This statement was true, and he sealed it with a firm press of his lips.
“Euseniel.”
Tess chuckled as if he were enjoying himself.
“You said you wanted to change clothes? I’ll help you out.”
“Tess, you.”
“Ah, first, you should change the thoroughly wet underwear, right?”
Tess pressed his lips against my cheek until it made a smacking sound. He elegantly slid his long and graceful fingers back inside the dress.
There was the tearing sound of the wet underwear being removed.
“I’m still not over it. I’m mad at you, Tessvalun.”
“Sorry, Euseniel.”
Tess apologized with a tone that didn’t contain any remorse.
“How can I make Euseniel not angry…?”
He pretended to ponder while touching the swollen flesh with his bare finger. Unable to resist the stimulation of touching the delicate flesh hidden in the secret place, I arched my back.
What caught my ear was Tess’s deep and resonant voice.
“I’ll do my best to make Euseniel feel better.”
Tess’s movements, boldly declaring his intent to play with me, were unrestrained.
“First, I’ll clean you up.”
“What?”
“Since Euseniel likes cleanliness, I’ll clean you up.”
He sat me on a chair and knelt in front of me.
“You’re really easy with your knees.”
As I mocked him, Tess turned his crescent moon-like eyes into a smile.
“That’s right. I can kneel until my knees wear out in front of Euseniel.”
Having accepted my empty banter as meaningless, Tess shook his hand in the air, and soon a towel came in his hand.
Until this moment, I hadn’t realized what had gone wrong. That was until Tess’s hand, which was not holding a towel, lifted my dress.
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