V2 Chapter 112

“Was it the Marquis Loren Vortan?”

Sibylla narrowed her eyes and asked. She recalled that Decimo was moved to another mission and that mission was to observe and monitor Loren Vortan. She was managing Decimo’s missions due to her being a newly appointed {Number} and she didn’t completely trust the girl yet unlike Cian. Thus, Cian’s transfer mission for her entered her ears. And of course, because of that, her secret surveillance on her tightened.

Not that she doubted her, but she didn’t have any trust in her at all. If she wanted for Sibylla to trust her, she needed to display her importance to Cian. If not, even if she is a {Number} Sibylla would find ways to eliminate her, even if the Demon Prince didn't allow it.

“Yeah… well, they can’t be called dogs if they are not that impatient.”

“You know this already and yet you still left…?” Sibylla sighs bitterly.

“Well, this also a good chance to force him out.”Cian grinned mischievously. “That old colt had been living for so long in sin. It’s time for him to pay King Yama a visit.”

“Well, whatever you say,” Sibylla shook her head with a chuckle. “Just be careful, alright?”

“Yes, ma’am!” Cian said as he looks directly at Sibylla who was making a worried expression, wanting to calm her down.

However, before he knew it as if being sucked by those eyes, Cian’s heart throbbed.

Looking at her closely, although she had minimized her beauty for her disguise, still, it was enough for Cian to be mesmerized with her.

The golden-blonde, lustrous long hair that grows long to her waist. Her freckled face was well-ordered to the point that he can only think the models in his original world would still not be able to match up with her. Slender shoulders. Huge breasts. A slender waist that is immediately followed by huge, pointing upward butts. Her legs are quite slim.

She really didn’t know how to look ugly, doesn’t she? Well, even if she is, Cian felt badly making her ugly so he didn’t say anything.

To her, Sibylla deserved to show off her beauty—she was indeed angelic!

Looking at her tilting her head adorably from his sudden silence, Cian felt the urge. And subconsciously, stepped closer to her, and then shortened their distance so much that Cian could feel her breath. It shouldn’t just be his imagination that her cheeks were blushing.

“Aanuel—”

But Cian cut her off as he placed her arms around her waist, pulling—he stuck her body closer to him, "Just for a bit…for a bit would be fine...” he muttered close to her ear. Immediately, he felt her softness, warmth, and fragrance. He didn't know nor he could help it, but his sexual lust is truly too strong. He even wondered if his libido was endless.

“…Hug me even tighter." Cian sigh was full of affection.

“Jeez, what are you doing so suddenly.”

Although the two had “dealt with each other” many times before, having Cian touched her so intimately like this still made Sibylla feel exceptionally flustered. She turned her head away to hide from the embarrassment.

“My bad…… I don’t think I can control myself anymore. I felt captivated by you once again,”

Just by hugging Sibylla, his reason seemed to blow away when he relaxed his guard.

Seriously, just when did his endurances fell so lowly…?

"……I don't mind, for I am your fiancé…however, you know that this is neither the time nor place for it, right…?” Sibylla’s face flushed but she still bit her lips and replied. “You said that enemies might come,”

“I don’t want to think about them now,”

Feeling the warm and soft fur from her coat and the slimness of her waist, and now in Cian’s embrace, she seemed no different from just like Ruka and Oriel, for some reason, just like a delicate woman. However, she wouldn’t refuse Cian’s request, especially when he was this sentimental. Although she was still quite reluctant to break through the last boundary between them, she would never refuse this kind of request.

“Well, then go on…but just for a while,” She felt uneasy and said, but after Cian’s hand went towards her back to hug her even tighter, she let her hand go towards his back and proceeded to return his hug. Thus, she decided to continue hugging him, until he felt satisfied. However, it seems like the hands of a certain someone didn’t want to be left out and cupped her ass and kneaded her abdomen.

"Ah--..."

Sibylla let out a moan of surprise. She started to resist, maybe because she was already sued to her beloved’s roguish action, her eyes rolled with a helpless sigh—“Pervert!” she muttered while burrowing her face against Cian’s collarbone.

“I thought you already know that one…?” Cian chuckled.

Sibylla glared at him. However, before she could say anything—

"------"

Cian slowly moved even closer to her, put their lips together, and kissed her. Unexpectedly, Sibylla didn't make any movements and showed no resistance.

"Ah! ...Fuah.. Ah... Fu! ...Ahh... Hahh...Ahha!"

Cian stuck his tongue into her mouth. She kissed him back and their tongues entwined, seeking him in ecstasy. When their tongues crossed, their kissing got even more ferocious as time passed by. After quite a while, she parted, and while looking straight into his eyes, she said:

"Ohh... you bad meanie. You know you can’t do this here..."

Despite complaining, she gave him another charming smile. A smile that says, ‘I really don’t know what to do with you’ elder sister-like expression. That expression – caused Cian to let loose his self-restraint. He immediately forced his way into his lover’s mouth, grabbing and rubbing her large breasts hidden under her warm coat. Her breasts overflowed obscenely through his fingers.

For this dress which prominently displayed her breasts, Sibylla seemed to be not wearing a bra – hence, when Cian touched those breasts that were almost spilling out—

…Ah… He realized that the tips of his lover’s breasts were already swollen and stiff.

Just thinking about what Cian will do, already made her excited to this extent.

“……Aanuel.”

With her back facing the large tree, Sibylla broke the silence with a sexy intoxicating smile and voicing out Cian’s name, strongly expressing her sexual excitement and her request to him—at this moment, traces of thoughts of calming down Cian vanished from her mind.

“————!”

Cian pushed his lips onto Sibylla’s and put his tongue into action, while at the same time using his left hand to tightly embrace her waist and pull her towards him, and his right hand began furiously fondling her breasts.

“Nnn, Aanuel… Nchuru, nfu…Kchu… Aah…Haaa♥”

Sibylla twisted her hips about happily, and let out happy sounds with her arms wrapped around Cian’s neck, seeking for more – he didn’t disappoint her, and the left hand that was around her waist went downwards and began playing with her butt.

"Haa~~! Chi... Ahah, Aanuel...ca—calm down! ChiFfuuu.. Haa... AAAA!"

When Cian proactively attacked her, Sibylla could no longer think.

The two of them had not crossed the final line, but traces of their naked lust had remained on their bodies; all she knew at this very moment, was that the hotness piling up in her lower abdomen continuously leaked from her embarrassing part, and despite the fact that she knows that this is no place for this kind of act, her legs slowly widened under the urging of the pleasure, and she no longer cared.

Just kneading and fondling her breasts had already made her this excited, and Sibylla cried out again and again from the unforgettable pleasure caused by him. Her reactions filled with ecstasy increased Cian’s desires, which in turn made her be on the receiving of even more pleasure. The surrounding was chilling cold, but the space around them so hot they were sweating.

“Jeez,” Sibylla bit her lips and could only lean again a large tree in resignation. Cian had already opened her coat and his mouth latched onto her right breast, drenching her clothes. Sibylla’s expression as already beet red, she looks like she was hyperventilating, she gently pushed Cian away—

"Not…?"

In front of her, Cian’s disappointed voice and expression appeared.

“You’re such a—never mind,” Sibylla sigh and her hand reached out her bosom, starting to button the chest part of her clothes one after another. “Just for a while, okay? And be satisfied with this,” she said with a wry smile.

Cian smiled happily at his lover’s indulgent and spoiling expression. Looking at her like this, Cian felt so blessed that she still hadn’t finished unbuttoning the navel part when Cian rushed towards her and kissed her once again—forcefully sucking on her sweet lip petals.

This time, she didn’t push him but rather responded to him.

Cian’s hand slowly climbed on Sibylla’s well-rounded bosom. Although separated by the messy, half-opened clothes, he could still feel her softness and heat. His hand covered her bosom and softly kneaded them. Cian felt her body go tense and become soft as she leaned against his body with reckless abandon.

“En … …❤” Sibylla couldn’t help but moan as she got kissed by him. Cian seized this opportunity to stretch his tongue inside her mouth and find her tongue. Tasting the flavor of her fragrant tongue, they exchanged their saliva.

Cian used one of his hands to hug Sibylla and his other hand followed her slender waist and explored down towards her thighs. He then stretched his hand towards the place between them. As her shameful place was going to be touched, Sibylla suddenly clamped her thighs, not letting him enter there.

“Remember, only my breast…you can play with them, but not that part…”

Cian wanted to use his puppy eyes again but thinking about it, Sibylla had already conceded enough for him. He just can’t place her in another hard wall—so he nodded his head with a faint smile and raised his hands to cup her breasts while kissing her again.

“Aaaahhhh… Aanuel♥”

“Chuooo… Aahh-hh…! Haahh…! Lyahh… Aanuel… Chiii.”

Lewdly entangling their tongues, she took the initiative to ask Cian for more. “Ah, please… continue, Aanuel♥” Saying that they immediately intertwined their tongues, letting out lewd sounds.

The intoxicating sounds which she would never hear in her dreams intoxicated Sibylla even more. All of her sensitive spots were then caressed by Cian.

“Aahh, haah… Don’t♥Ahh… Ya-fuaaahhh, Aanuel… Aanuel~♥! Haah-ah… Don’t… Don-haaahhhhh♥”

Breasts, hips, thighs -- all those areas tingled from the obscene caresses

Her breasts were Sibylla’s greatest weakness.

When her breasts were fondled directly, Sibylla felt she had almost gone crazy, but this time she was wearing a shirt, albeit without a bra.

Fondled over a layer of clothes. Thus she had thought it wouldn't become so intense.

---However, she had been naive.