The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

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Justine's unexpected climax finally restored some of her sanity, and with a gasp, she quickly pulled away from the younger girl, her face heating up in shame. 'Emilia wouldn't start thinking of me as something funny like 'Just-a-minute' Justine, would she?'

Unfortunately for her, turning her eyes to check on the younger girl's thoughts proved to be a very unwise move.

Not only did she now have a full view of Emilia's icy blue eyes being glazed over with desire, but she could also see the girl's slightly swollen red lips, still stained with saliva that obviously didn't belong to the beauty beneath her.

Emilia gave her a leisurely smile, and Justine could practically hear the beast of lust in her heart almost ram its cage open with a resounding thud, and the gears in her brain grind to a halt.

Her previous embarrassment was completely thrown out the window in an instant. And before the strand of saliva connecting their lips could even snap, Justine quickly convinced herself that since Emilia hadn't pushed her away, and even smiled, she must also want more.

The older girl immediately dove right back in with even more vigor, and sucking the sinfully tempting lower lip of the gorgeous girl into her mouth, the blue-haired girl couldn't help but bite down on the already bruised pink flesh.

"Mhmm!" Emilia hummed contently into the throat of her 'attacker', gently running her palm up and down on the girl's back in a soothing motion as she felt the older girl buck around almost uncontrollably on top of her.

The crimson-haired girl had to admit, feeling the excitement and uncontrollable lust from her partner gave her a sense of both pride and pleasure.

As far as Emilia was concerned, the fact that Justine was behaving like a wild beast in heat was a testament to how intense the older girl's attraction and feelings were for her. Not only did it not put her off, but it turned her on instead.

Of course, Justine's currently extremely limited mental faculties were completely unable to comprehend that the girl's soothing palms were on her back to make her relax and not worry, and only thought that Emilia must be nervous because of how unruly she was being.

Fortunately, she was completely unaware that while she managed to stop herself from grinding her hips into Emilia's little kitty by just a hair's breadth each time, the younger girl could still clearly feel her movements from the rhythmic jerking of her body. And had they not been still fully clothed, Justine would have clearly 'felt' it too.

As it was, however, the blue-haired girl could only keep thinking in the back of her mind that she was doing the exact opposite of what she was 'supposed to', but like a deranged sailor hypnotized by a beautiful siren's song, she could only helplessly follow her whims even if they led to inevitable doom.

For her, kissing Emilia was like sipping directly from a fountain of ambrosia. It was the drink of immortality, of eternal beauty, and everlasting pleasure. Tempting, delicious, and irresistible.

Justine knew that the more she indulged, the less she would be able to resist giving into her shamefully monstrous lust for the crimson-haired beauty beneath her.

With a pitiful whimper, the blue-haired girl stole one last sip from Emilia's lips before forcefully turning to the side and plunging her face into the bedding.

Unfortunately for Justine, with Emilia's gorgeous body pinned beneath her, even this position was full of unknown temptations. Although they were no longer kissing, their faces were still pressed together side by side, and their position was also extremely intimate.

The blue-haired girl's mind went completely blank as Emilia's soft gasp brushed directly against her ear.

It was bad enough that the crimson-haired beauty's soft and curvaceous body was pinned beneath her, but how was she supposed to resist that wonderfully soft earlobe against her lips?

It was only when she heard Emilia's groan in what was either pain or delight that Justine realized that she was already nibbling on it, and she couldn't help but whimper. 'F-Fuck! I keep fucking up—!'

Naturally, with how the older girl above her was shivering continuously as if going through an intense inner struggle, Emilia could clearly feel how distressed she must be.

Being as familiar with Justine as she was, even though Emilia couldn't really read her mind, she could still pretty much tell what the girl must be thinking for her to react in such a way at this time.

"Justine, Justine… look at me!"

The older girl just whimpered and bit her earlobe harder, as if afraid of getting scolded or being rejected, and Emilia couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I thought I made myself pretty clear earlier. What are you feeling all guilty about now?"

Although Justine felt like she was about to die from embarrassment and shame, she still let go of the younger girl's earlobe and ducked her head deeper into her fragrant nape, mumbling her response pitifully.

Even with her being in such a vulnerable position beneath the older girl, Emilia couldn't help but think of her as a pitiful little puppy who came complaining to the one they trusted the most to complain after being bullied.

The thought was as heartwarming as it was amusing, and Emilia couldn't help but giggle in delight. "You're so cute, you know?"

Of course, even if Emilia's ears had been ten times sharper, she would never have been able to guess what the older girl was saying as she mumbled half nonsense and nibbled on her neck for the rest.

Feeling both helpless and funny, the crimson-haired girl couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Adorable as you are, Justine, you know I'm going to get angry if you leave me hanging like this after already getting off once, right?"

Feeling her turn completely stiff above her, Emilia rubbed the older girl's back soothingly. "Also… I'm sorry for leaving you hanging for so long, but you know, I can't help but get a little excited when I think about how energetic you must be after all this time."

There was a warm yet dark glimmer in Emilia's gorgeous icy blue eyes, and the blue-haired girl above her almost stopped breathing when she realized what it might mean.

Emilia grinned. "Now, my stupid, adorable, endearing little idiot… are you going to rock my world, or shall I tie you up instead?"

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