Duke of the Beast and the Vicarious Bride - Chapter 95

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“When feelings arise, usually… the first thing is to hold hands.”

As if it were natural, their hands clasped. Caligo’s intent became ever clearer.

The man before her held feelings for her, and wished to maintain a good relationship with her.

Caligo… cares for me.

At this simple realization, Fiona’s face burned as red as her own hair. It was the first time she had confirmed Caligo’s heart.

“…When two people care for each other, it is natural to wish to touch… They embrace, and th-they say they also kiss.”

Caligo’s movements, which had been flowing toward her like water, stopped abruptly. Kissing was a territory he did not know. He looked at Fiona as if seeking guidance.

“Our order was already jumbled, but…”

Should she consider it fortunate that they could now set things right, even belatedly?

Fiona carefully took Caligo’s face in her hands and pressed her lips to his.

Truth be told, she herself did not know concretely what to do after this point.

Nor did she have any great expectations.

Simply that she too had no experience, and that kissing was something everyone did. She had only attempted a kiss, thinking that if she and Caligo had met in an ordinary way, this was how they might have progressed their relationship.

“Mmh, ngh.”

Thus, everything that followed exceeded Fiona’s expectations.

The moment their lips met, her entire body was pulled by a powerful force. Caligo’s arms wrapped around her torso, embracing her tightly. Fiona, momentarily startled, soon found herself caught up in passion and firmly clasped his neck.

Kissing was not merely pressing lips together. In some sense, it was an act of exploring each other more deeply and intimately than even the intercourse where they had merely joined their g******s.

Not only their entwined bodies, but between their clinging lips, a heated spark ignited. Against their touching chests, she could feel heartbeats leaping violently, as if each wished to reach the other.

Hot and humid breath mingled together. They heated each other as if in competition, by each other’s body heat. Lips were merely the medium. Fiona felt Caligo with her entire body.

Yet compared to her desire to reach him, her experience was markedly insufficient. Not knowing precisely how one should kiss, she awkwardly pressed her lips to his, changing angles several times. Still, something felt unsatisfying.

Then, by chance, she bit Caligo’s lower lip with her teeth. The sensation of his appropriately resilient and soft lips being crushed beneath her hard teeth was strange. Saliva gathered as if her appetite had been whetted.

“Haah, Fiona…”

When she sucked on the spot she had instinctively bitten, he let out something like a moan of illness. Had she hurt him? Startled, she drew her face away for a moment, and Caligo followed her lips like a blind fish chasing bait.

“I was afraid you might be hurt, ngh.”

He seemed not even to hear Fiona’s words. Their lips, having parted briefly while they gasped for breath, rushed together again.

She bit and sucked his lip as before. With wet sounds—chu, tteup—she even used her tongue to lick and bite, and his broad shoulders stiffened like stone. But soon Caligo devoured her tongue, as if he wished to chew her up and consume her entirely.

Fiona, who had unexpectedly found her tongue in his mouth, soon discovered new pleasure there.

As if slowly tasting him, she swept the tip of her tongue across his teeth and palate. When she explored the soft mucous membrane of his inner cheek and even his clumsily entwining tongue, Caligo moaned deeply once more.

“Ugh, haah.”

Breathless, she withdrew her tongue. But as if even a moment’s separation could not be tolerated, Caligo’s thick tongue followed, entwining with hers. Unexpectedly, his tongue filled her mouth completely. A fullness similar to when his member sat heavily within her made her head spin.

Caligo was dizzy as well. The sensation of a part of his body invading hers—just as when he inserted his member—made him feel as if both his head and his c**k might burst.

His tongue, frozen for a moment in ecstasy, soon began to recklessly plunder her mouth, just as Fiona had done.