Chapter 101: A Perfect Opportunity!
Could soone’s teeth truly be sharp to this extent? This was already completely abnormal—let alone the fact that the entire person herself was abnormal.
Seeing the deep confusion on Vivian’s face, Eve decided, just in case and for safety’s sake, to speak first. “My constitution is special.”
Vivian lightly tapped one of the sharp fangs with her fingertip as she examined it carefully and replied, “Last ti, you said you had a special illness and couldn’t be exposed to sunlight. So just how special are we talking?”
Though she was asking, she had already begun comforting herself internally. She did not even have the patience to wait for an answer and added irritably, “Hmph. Just because I believe you doesn’t an you can brush
off or lie so casually. Honestly, this is really strange...”
Her curiosity only grew stronger. Simply touching the fang no longer satisfied her. She even lifted that soft tongue and inspected it up and down. It looked ordinary enough, yet the texture was surprisingly pleasant.
Being toyed with like this made it difficult for Eve to speak clearly. Her voice ca out muffled. “Young Miss... may we... continue?”
“What are you in such a hurry for? Do you like kissing
that much?”
The alcohol prevented Eve from thinking at all. She nodded imdiately.
No joke—she truly was in a hurry. During every pause in Vivian’s speech, Eve’s gaze never once left the faintly exposed tip of Vivian’s tongue, where a trace of blood still lingered.
It is provoking .
It left her in an unbearable state, neither advancing nor retreating. She should be grateful for her professional training. Though her self-control was exceptionally strong, that did not an there was no limit to it.
The hand resting at Vivian’s waist unconsciously tightened due to her restraint. Even through the fabric of the gown, Vivian’s sensitive constitution responded quickly.
“I told you not to rush,” Vivian said with a soft, reproachful tone, though she did not stop those mischievous hands. In truth, she felt a faint delight in her heart.
The more proactive Eve beca, the more satisfied Vivian felt. Under such extre temptation, only instinctive truth could erge—sothing that could not be feigned.
If anyone could remain free of distractions and contemplate the mysteries of the world while being deliberately teased and pressed against by a petite young lady, then that person would succeed in anything in life.
Eve: Challenge failed.
Seeing that the timing was about right, Vivian first offered a small gesture of comfort. She extended her tongue, only to withdraw it at the briefest touch—quite mischievous indeed.
Her expression, however, was serious as she adjusted her emotions and said, “Just by looking at you, I can tell you really like it.”
“Answer my question first, and I will satisfy you. Don’t rush. Be good and listen to , all right?”
With that, Vivian relaxed her body downward, kneeling on her thighs as she leaned softly against the maid. She looked like a delicate bird nestled in its perch, gentle and endearing.
Soon, a muffled “Mm” ca from the maid. She agreed weakly, burying her face in the junction of Vivian’s shoulder and neck, looking almost pitifully deprived of affection.
Seeing this, Vivian could not suppress the smile tugging at her lips. She gently cradled the back of Eve’s head with one hand and lightly rubbed her earlobe with the other.
Patting her head. So obedient, so well-behaved...
After drinking, she was like a different person altogether. Could this be her true self? Praise the power of alcohol. It was far more effective than praying to God.
It had been a long ti since Vivian had felt this happy. She truly wished this mont could last forever. Even if it was only a fantasy-like illusion, at least for now...
Vivian returned to her senses. Beyond Eve’s obedient display, there was one matter she wanted to understand clearly.
How did Eve see her?
Thus ca the heartfelt question.
“You fool, do you know what kissing ans?”
The maid in her arms did not answer. She only shook her head, her breath brushing against Vivian’s neck and making it tickle.
Then again, she had always been slow to catch on. And now she was this drunk. Perhaps it had not been wise to ask in this state.
Vivian did not grow annoyed. Instead, she continued patiently in an affectionate tone. “You enjoy touching —whether it is my legs or anywhere else. You even hold
while we sleep.”
“And now we have kissed so smoothly. You like it very much, don’t you?”
After a brief hesitation, the maid nodded. The hand around Vivian’s waist tightened slightly—perhaps only an unconscious reaction.
Vivian paid it no mind and continued calmly, “I don’t reject it either. It would be even better if you beca more proactive. Even though that expression on your face never changes, there are ways around that.”
Thinking about how she could continue teasing without disrupting the original plan—while first ensuring the so-called [foundation] was secure—Vivian began to understand everything more clearly.
“So...”
Her voice trailed off. She gently lifted Eve’s head so their eyes could et. That alone was enough, yet she suddenly felt shy and pressed her lips together.
“How do you see ? Do you simply enjoy this kind of intimacy, and it would be fine if it were anyone else? Or... do you like
as a person—only wanting ?”
There was a difference between only wanting and only being able to want. As for Eve, she truly had never been interested in interacting with anyone else. Not until she t Vivian.
Her head felt heavier and heavier. Sleepiness surged uncontrollably. Closing her eyes, she used her final bit of consciousness to utter an answer that both satisfied and surprised the other girl.
“Only want... only can be...”
Thump!
It was the sound of a racing heartbeat.
For a mont, Vivian even forgot to breathe. Even when the maid before her went still and her head tilted to the side, she did not react.
That unfinished sentence echoed repeatedly in her mind. Though it had not been completed—and though it had been spoken while drunk—
It was already enough.
Whether it was drunken truth or not, she could always ask again once she was sober. But before that, she could not let things end like this.
After all... there was sothing important left undone.
Vivian straightened Eve’s head and let it rest against the back of the seat, lifting her chin slightly. Just as she was about to take the next step, she suddenly grew nervous.
What should she do?
Should she remove her clothes first?
Or proceed just like this? The maid uniform itself was tempting enough.
At the thought of what was to co, Vivian could not help swallowing. Yet another thought followed—was it truly appropriate to take advantage of her without her consent?
Sothing called conscience kept reminding her. She had never hesitated before, yet now she was wavering. How embarrassing!
SLAP!
She struck herself hard across the face, leaving a clear mark on her pale cheek. The force was obvious. She had shown herself no rcy.
When her gaze returned to the defenseless maid before her, the most primitive human desire seed to mock the impotence of reason. Only then did Vivian truly realize—
Rather than overthinking, it would be better to act first!
With that thought, Vivian leaned close to Eve’s ear and whispered softly, “You will understand . After all, knowing nothing will not do. Consider it... personal instruction.”
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