The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

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Noelle was still in a contented daze when Emilia crawled up from between her legs and shocked her with a firm, searing kiss, wantonly exploring her mouth.

"Mmph?!"

The older girl was momentarily confused by the salty flavor on her tongue before she realized where the little beauty's lips and tongue had been before. Having pumped the girl full like that just before, it would be a wonder if she tasted like anything else, right?

But surprisingly, the flavor faded away just moments later, leaving only a heavy musky scent as the proof of her 'tributes' to Emilia before, aside from the sticky, glistening residue all over the girl's gorgeous body.

There wasn't even a hint of the usual rose fragrance of Emilia's shower gel, and Noelle couldn't help but be a little giddy when she thought of having 'marked' Emilia as her own, no matter how temporary it was.

In her excitement, the gray-haired girl didn't even realize at all that she had unconsciously snapped the ribbon holding her wrists as if it was wet paper, unable to keep herself from trying to bring the little beauty closer.

It was only moments later, when she felt Emilia moan deeper into her mouth, that she froze in realization. With her hands still firmly clutching the younger girl's butt, there was no way she could deny it even if she'd wanted to.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to regret as Emilia pulled back from their kiss with a mischievous smile on her lips. "I told you not to touch me, didn't I? But since it seems like you couldn't keep your promise… so how should I punish you now?"

Noelle wanted to cry out loud at how unfair it was that Emilia could touch her all she wanted, but she couldn't do the same. But recalling how this was her 'retribution' for mistreating the younger girl, she didn't dare to voice that thought out loud at all.

She wouldn't be able to complain about it even if Emilia didn't talk to her for weeks, heartbreaking as it would be, so wasn't the current situation already quite good?

The gray-haired girl couldn't help but be a little embarrassed. "S-Sorry, Emilia… I didn't mean to do it, i-it just… happened."

The crimson-haired girl hummed, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Although your attitude is good, I still believe your 'punishment' needs to be intensified for not obediently serving your sentence. Don't you think so too?"

Noelle couldn't help but feel an excited throbbing in her core as she unconsciously recalled the previous 'punishment'. She never knew that the sweet release would be so much better after being forced to hold back like that!

Before she realized it, Noelle was already nodding her head in agreement. "Yes!"

The older girl's face turned red almost immediately, but Emilia didn't give her the time to retract her statement at all.

The crimson-haired girl grinned as she leaned back, breaking their embrace. "Alright. Since your hands are free now, take everything off for me so I can 'teach you a lesson' properly."

Looking at the mischievous glint in the younger girl's eyes, Noelle momentarily had the illusion that Emilia must have deliberately provoked her to get what she wanted. But the gray-haired girl quickly shook off such an absurd thought as she reluctantly sat up and started taking off the rest of her clothes obediently.

There wasn't much to get rid of, given that only her already opened shirt and bra were left, Noelle barely took a few seconds to 'get ready', but when she turned her gaze back to Emilia, the girl had already completely 'changed'.

Much to Noelle's shock, the long, slightly wavy crimson hair of the younger girl seemed to have almost tripled in volume, and was even floating around as Emilia could fully control each and every strand individually.

Blinking in astonishment, the older girl only then noticed that there were several crimson 'tentacles' floating around as well, and there was a strange glow in the younger girl's eyes as she intently familiarized herself with how they worked.

The appendages twitched and waved around in the air, and with Emilia's gorgeous face looking shockingly similar to a curious child, the gray-haired girl couldn't help but think that the sight was adorable.

The fact that the little beauty could do something like this was only a little surprising, but considering Emilia's origins, Noelle was quickly able to come to terms with it without being too shocked.

When she thought of what Emilia must want to do with her newfound appendages, however, Noelle could no longer be so calm.

Her heart beating like a drum in her chest, the gray-haired girl couldn't help but cough in embarrassment. "W-What are those for?"

Emilia smirked as she used one of the longer tentacles to lift the older girl's chin. "These…? To fuck you, of course."

The slight huskiness in her voice combined with her words almost caused Noelle to collapse back on the bed in both anticipation and 'fear'.

Obviously, Noelle wasn't a stranger to the concept, but that was only because she had clicked on the wrong ad while 'researching' something a long time ago. Definitely no other reason.

But how could Emilia know about such an indecent thing? Noelle couldn't comprehend it at all. "W-Where did you even learn about tentacle rape?!"

Not to mention that she was from another world, even most girls in this world wouldn't be very familiar with such 'exotic' concepts such as tentacle play before they even hit twenty, right?

Emilia's teasing smirk froze on her face, replaced by a confused look. "… huh? There's a term for it?"

Noelle blinked. "… you… really don't know?"

The crimson-haired girl couldn't help but roll her eyes in exasperation. "Well, I know now."

The idea had come to her when she thought of restraining Noelle physically for punishment, and although she hadn't ended up using it for that purpose, she still had the epiphany - wouldn't it be something she could play around with?

Thinking about it again, it was quite silly of her to consider this her 'original idea', given that there was no lack of perverts in the world. Even if they couldn't manifest actual tentacles like her, they could still imagine being able to do it, couldn't they?

Emilia pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. "Anyway, don't try to distract me! Turn around and get on your hands and knees. It's time for your real punishment to start!"

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