Chapter 79: Have a Taste of Yours ()
This episode was truly unparalleled—almost miraculous.
Miraculous how…?
Was this not the deity appearing?
Fortunately, protected by thick white stockings and layered undergarnts, everything was absorbed, sparing the skirt of the maid uniform from disaster.
The small figure curled in her arms, unintentionally yet forcefully clutching whatever she could grasp—naly, the fabric at Eve’s chest. If she tugged any lower, the carefully tailored structure would have surrendered entirely.
One had to admit, the design of the outfit was efficient.
Eve did not dare move again. That sudden jolt had genuinely startled her—it had co far too abruptly.
A sharp, piercing cry had erupted, and before she could react, the beauty in her arms had begun trembling violently. When she had rely touched her leg earlier, it had not been nearly so intense.
“Young Miss?”
No response. Or rather, no room in her mind for one. Vivian, still seated sideways in Eve’s embrace, buried her face against the soft fabric at her chest, trying to steady herself.
No matter how the maid called, she could not hear a word. She was entirely focused on resisting that inexplicable heat coursing through her.
Though this was already the second ti, it seed a third might not be far off at this rate.
Whatever it was, it struck fiercely.
Eve did not understand what had happened, yet she instinctively went along with it. To be honest, she did not dislike holding her.
Small and soft, with hair carrying a faint fragrance of shampoo. Like a kitten seeking comfort, she occasionally rubbed against her, occasionally let out a low whimper.
After a mont, Eve’s lips twitched slightly.
“Hiss…”
Her instincts triggered a defensive reaction. Her half-lidded eyes snapped open as she reflexively held Vivian under the arms and pulled her away from herself.
How could there be such an experienced biter? Of all places, she chose the most vulnerable spot.
Even with Eve’s endurance, that nearly broke her composure. She only frowned slightly, but another person might have cried out.
anwhile, the culprit—Vivian—still tried to lean in again, yet being held under the arms prevented her from getting close.
She could only glare resentfully, her small face scrunched up in grievance, as though being the one who bit first gave her the right.
“Young Miss, you cannot.”
“Hah? Why not?” Vivian puffed her cheeks and retorted stubbornly, “You can touch
but I cannot touch you? Let go—let
do it again!”
The mont Eve shook her head, Vivian began wriggling like sothing impossible to restrain. To suppress the heat within her, she insisted on lunging forward again.
Baring her teeth, she shifted from sitting sideways to straddling, pressing closer—yet her shoulders were firmly held down, neither side yielding.
At last Eve sighed softly. Seizing the instant Vivian lost balance, she flipped her around and held her from behind, arms locked together.
“Young Miss, please behave.”
“Are you saying I am being unreasonable?! I will count to three—let go! One… two… three!”
Vivian launched a headbutt!
But when she pushed upward, Eve deftly countered, pressing her chin against the top of her head and forcing her back down. Now she could not move at all.
“Ah—! I cannot stand this!”
Just helpless frustration. Seeing this could not continue, Vivian suddenly smiled. “Alright, alright, I am done playing. Let go.”
No movent.
Your deception level is too low. It has failed to affect the target with [Caution] at maximum. Please increase proficiency or raise affection before trying again.
Receiving no response and unable to escape, Vivian struggled a few more tis before finally tiring, gradually collapsing limp in the embrace.
After a long while, Eve felt the breathing in her arms grow steady. Only then did she rember the important matter and called softly, “Young Miss, the porridge will get cold.”
“……”
“Young Miss?”
Hm? Asleep?
Eve lowered her head and found she truly had fallen asleep. Ignoring the exposed chest from this angle, she quietly observed her peaceful sleeping face.
Her eyelashes trembled faintly, lips parted slightly, a lingering blush spreading to her warm ears.
She looked even cuter asleep…
Her gaze drifted to the neck. The two marks from before showed no sign of fading, appearing even more striking against the warmth of her skin.
Eve’s lips parted unconsciously, revealing a hint of fang reflecting cold light beneath the warm lamp.
Even without biting… touching lightly should be fine, right?
She leaned closer experintally, extending a small bit of tongue and lightly brushing the skin of her neck. Seeing no reaction, she grew bolder.
Apparently unsatisfied.
She once again pressed her lips over those two marks. Though it could not provide real blood, at least it eased the craving.
Tsk… tsk… tsk…
The room was quiet, save for the window’s breeze and faint smacking sounds. Two figures nestled together—one appearing asleep.
In truth, Vivian was pretending. Or rather, she had been awakened midway but kept her eyes closed, silently feeling the sensation at her neck like a cat being soothed.
Grrr…
Eve: ???
Vivian: ……
Reason collapsing, stomach protesting—only hunger and trembling remained, and now she was starving.
Eve knew the sound was not hers and stopped imdiately. After a pause she said softly, “You are not asleep… are you?”
“With you doing that, how could I stay asleep… idiot…”
Though Vivian was the one being bothered, she was also the embarrassed one—her pretense exposed and her stomach betraying her.
She shrugged awkwardly. “Finished yet? Let go.”
“Not yet.”
“—!” Vivian jerked upward, breaking free, then elbowed her side. “Sneaking around and now pushing your luck. I have not even settled this with you.”
“It will not happen again.”
She touched her damp neck and muttered irritably, “At least ask first. Honestly… it is not like I would refuse.”
Ask and it would be granted.
Despite still feeling uncomfortable, Vivian’s attention had shifted. She pointed to the bowl on the table.
“Bring it over and feed . I do not want to move.”
Eve complied silently. The warmth remained. Holding bowl and spoon, the girl in her arms opened her mouth to be fed—sothing unfamiliar seed to awaken within her.
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