Chapter 298: Karma (XVI) [Clothes Shopping With The Queen]
The clerk barely had ti to greet us before Isabella shoved a stack of clothes into my arms. Shirts, coats, trousers, even accessories, things I’d probably never pick out for myself.
"Wait, what the hell is all this?" I muttered, staring at the pile.
"Clothes, obviously~??," Isabella chid, tugging
toward the changing rooms. "Now, be a good boy and go change."
"I’m not a doll," I grumbled, but her smirk only widened.
"No, you’re better. You’re my man, and I want him looking irresistible. So, hurry up."
With a resigned sigh, I stepped into the booth and started changing. The first outfit was a fitted black shirt with a high collar and a long coat, too fancy for my taste.
When I stepped out, Isabella’s eyes widened, her lips parting slightly.
"...Oh."
I frowned.
"What?"
Then she giggled, covering her mouth with her hand but failing to hide the wicked grin beneath.
"Hehe~ you look so dangerously good in that... it makes
want to lock you away so no one else can see."
I raised an eyebrow... getting a few flashbacks, but I quickly shook them off.
"It’s just clothes."
"No," she said, circling
like a predator eyeing prey. Her fingers tugged at the fabric, smoothing it down my chest.
"It’s the way you wear them. Ugh, too handso... I hate it... nghhh~."
Her fake whining made
chuckle.
"You’re insane."
"And you’re also mine." She winked, then shoved another outfit into my hands.
"Next!"
I groaned but complied.
Each new outfit earned either dramatic gasps, flirty comnts, or exaggerated pouts of "Too hot! Stop making
jealous!" until I finally shoved the last one back at her.
"My turn," she announced with a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
The mont she disappeared behind the curtain, I knew I was in trouble.
The first outfit was a simple white dress, soft and flowing. She twirled in it, the skirt flaring, her smile bright.
"Do I look cute?"
"You always do," I answered honestly.
She bead, but then... the next one made
choke.
A deep crimson dress clung to every curve, the neckline plunging scandalously low, showing off far too much cleavage for a queen.
"Haaaah... you definitely can’t wear that outside," I muttered, ears heating.
"Then I’ll just wear it for you~??," she teased, tracing a finger down her own chest before spinning slowly.
"How do I look, my king?"
"Like trouble," I muttered under my breath, but my eyes never left her.
She smirked knowingly, clearly enjoying how flustered I was getting.
Outfit after outfit, she alternated between elegance and shaless provocation, each ti strutting out like she was modeling just for .
By the ti she appeared in a dangerously short black dress that hugged her hips, I had to pinch the bridge of my nose.
"Isabella," I warned.
"Mmhh?~??" She tilted her head innocently, erald eyes sparkling with mischief.
Then she leaned in close, her lips brushing against my ear, her warm breath sending a shiver down my spine.
"Fuu... You want
to buy it, don’t you?"
I sighed.
"Isabella, you’ve already made
try on half the shop. You really want to buy every scandalous thing you parade in front of ?"
She smirked, pressing her finger teasingly against my chest.
"Yes. Because you can’t say no to ."
Before I could retort, she grabbed my wrist and yanked
toward the booth.
"Oi—what are you—"
"Shhh~??" Her voice dripped with playful authority.
"No complaining."
The curtain snapped shut behind us, sealing us in a small, dimly lit space. For a mont, I could only hear the rustle of fabric and Isabella’s faint humming.
Fwip~
She turned, and my mind went completely blank.
Isabella stood in front of
wearing the most indecent piece of lingerie I’d ever seen. A transparent nightgown clung to her body, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
The deep V-neck plunged low, framing her heaving breasts, while the delicate straps of the erotic sling barely held the outfit together, accentuating her hips and thighs.
My entire body, and I couldn’t breathe for a second.
"...Isabella..."
She smiled wickedly, her face flushed yet confident, erald eyes gleaming like a cat toying with its prey.
"Mmhh~?? What’s wrong, my love? Cat got your tongue?" She twirled slowly, letting the thin fabric flutter, showing off every curve in shaless detail.
"You like it, don’t you?" Isabella whispered, her wicked smile curving as she pressed herself against .
The thin, transparent fabric slid across my shirt as her soft breasts flattened against my chest.
I felt the warmth of her bare skin underneath, the hard peaks of her nipples brushing lightly as if mocking my attempt at restraint.
"Haaahh~ don’t stare so much," she teased breathlessly, though she arched her back, pressing closer, her hips grinding faintly into mine. "It’s embarrassing... nghhh~??."
My hands twitched at my sides, fighting not to move, but she noticed imdiately.
"Mmhh... hold ," she demanded in a spoiled whisper, guiding my hands to her waist.
"Touch . Don’t make
beg, Aestrea~??."
Her body was soft yet hot against my palms, the flimsy sling doing nothing to hide her flushed, perfect skin.
She rocked her hips slowly, deliberately grinding against the bulge straining beneath my clothes.
"Ahhhhnnn~! I can feel it... s-so hard already... pressing against
like this inside a shop... nghhh??."
I swear... this woman is going to be the death of .
"Isabella..."
"Yes?" she purred, tilting her face up, lips inches from mine, her erald eyes shimring with hunger.
"You’re going to make
lose control."
"Good~??" she whispered back, biting her lip as she rolled her hips harder, the thin fabric sliding lewdly against my bulge.
"I want you to lose control. Right here. Right now."
Her words snapped the last thread of restraint.
With a low growl, I grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against , crushing my lips to hers.
"Mmhhhnnn!??" Her muffled moan filled the booth as she lted into , kissing back fiercely, her tongue tangling with mine, her body trembling under my grip.
"Mmhhhnnn~! Haaahh... chuuup... slrp... nghhh??..." Isabella moaned lewdly against my mouth, her arms looped around my neck as she pressed every inch of herself against .
My breath grew ragged, the air inside the booth thick with heat and the sound of desperate kissing.
But then...
"...Mhm, what should I buy for Aestrea~?"
The voice froze
instantly.
Zeva.
My heart jumped.
With a snap of thought, mana surged through . I cloaked Isabella and myself, erasing our presence, our heat, even the sound of our heavy breaths.
I stiffened, breaking the kiss slightly, my eyes narrowing at the sound of her steps outside.
However, Isabella had a different reaction from mine.
The second she heard that voice, a dangerous, sultry smirk curled on her lips.
Her tongue darted out, licking across my jaw slowly.
"Mmmmhh~??... stopping already? Don’t tell ... you’re scared she’ll see us."
"Isabella," I hissed, trying to keep her still.
She only giggled softly, her hips rolling harder, rubbing herself down against my bulge with a needy moan.
"Mmmhhhnnn~ Aestrea... nghhh... don’t hold back. If she’s so close... then make
louder. Let her hear how much I love you~??."
Her shaless words sent a jolt through . My hand tightened at her waist, torn between restraint and raw desire.
"Isabella... this isn’t—"
She silenced
with a searing kiss, her tongue pushing past my lips as she swallowed my breath.
"Nnnghh~??... don’t you dare pull away now... not when I’m burning for you..."
"Let’s simply stop for now, Bella..."
I frowned slightly as Zeva’s steps got closer to .
"...Would Aestrea like this? Probably~, let’s just buy it anyway!"
At Zeva’s words, Isabella only seed to get bolder.
Her lips curved wickedly as she pressed harder against , grinding her soaked slit against my bulge through the thin lingerie.
"Mmmhhhnnn~??... do you hear her? Saying your na... fufu... nghhh~ it makes my body even hotter."
"Isabella, stop, she’s right there—"
But she silenced
with a deep kiss, her tongue sliding into my mouth, sucking my breath away.
"Chuuuup... nnnhhh... slrrrp... haaahhh??."
My vision blurred under the heat of it until suddenly, my vision darkened.
"Hhh...?" I blinked, realizing Isabella’s magic had clouded my eyes, drowning out sight until all that remained were her sounds, her heat, her taste.
"Focus on ," she whispered against my lips, her voice sultry and low. "Forget her. Right now... there’s only us."
Outside, Zeva’s steps drew closer.
Rustle~
A curtain rustled.
My breath caught as I realized that she was right beside us, stepping into the next booth.
The thin wall separated us by only a breath, but inside my darkness, Isabella deepened the kiss, grinding her hips with slow, deliberate movents.
"Mmmhhhnnn~?? nghhh... nghhhaahh??..." Her moans spilled shalessly, just muffled enough by my lips that no one else could hear.
But I was already tired of not seeing anything, so I erased her magic.
"Ah—!" Isabella’s eyes widened, caught off guard for only a second before I pinned her harder against the booth wall.
I had cloaked us, so we could make as much sound as we wanted... the only problem is this thin curtain behind us...
But well, ignoring that... my hands slowly slid down, cupping her perfect ass.
Then, without warning, I squeezed firmly, lifting her high as her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist.
Her breath caught, her lips parting.
"A-Ahnnnn~?? Aestrea..."
A slow, dangerous smile appeared on my face as I leaned closer, my voice a husky whisper ant only for her.
"Already this wet, Isabella?"
Her body shivered.
Following my gaze, she noticed the damp stain on the front of my jeans, where her soaked little clit had been grinding shalessly against .
Her face flushed deep crimson, but her grin... that spoiled grin didn’t falter for a second.
"Fufufu~?? Maybe... maybe I’m dripping just for you, hmnnn~?" she teased, grinding herself even harder, deliberately saring her slickness over the fabric.
I tapped her butt twice as she said those words.
"Oh~, this looks good on !" Zeva’s voice suddenly ca from the other booth.
"Aestrea will definitely love this underwear~"
Gosh...
If Zeva wore sothing like Isabella is wearing right now...
I probably would need to spend more of a week fucking them. I guess that the two Dragon’s Hearts are influencing
a little...
After all, dragons are very lustful creatures...
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