Warning: This chapter contains sexual themes not suitable for young audiences.
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Jinx had never witnessed a woman's naked body before. He never even had a girlfriend in his entire life. The young and available girls in the villages they frequent avoided him like the plague. If there were girls who'd flock to them, the reason was certainly not because of Jinx, it would always be Karma.
Lucky bastard.
Jinx could not understand those girls. Karma didn't seem to be that good-looking. Sure he had a mole that was conveniently placed on his face that added to his charm. He was aloof and the type of character that would make the ladies chase after him, but the boy was tactless, unrefined and kept sharpening his tongue everyday. Jinx would definitely treat women better, he'd treat them like a queen if they give him a chance.
"I'm ashamed to work under the same master as you." Karma was sickened by how the imbecile didn't try to hide his depravity. How long was his master going to stay in the castle? He was getting grouchier.
Theo looked like he was trapped in a charm spell by how smitten he was with Conrad. He'd rather work than witness the edgy interaction they had with each other born from their unconfessed feelings.
"We should get going, we aren't done collecting wine bottles. Conrad, I'm sure you know about the Satbury incident. If you have any wine, especially the Gravida one, don't drink it."
Conrad snickered. "You do know that you're the drinker between the two of us? Do you remember the last time–"
Theo cleared his throat and turned away. "Karma, Jinx, we have work to do. It's nice seeing you again, Conrad. Please do visit the confessional some time. Cleanse your soul for once."
Conrad grinned handsomely. "You're right, I do sin every time I see you."
The young cardinal gasped. Instead of looking back, he stomped his way down the stairs, refusing to let the other man see his flushed expression. Karma could only palm his face. He couldn't understand romance. It was all too cringy.
A maiden walked to their direction in such a demure way. She was clothed modestly and carried an air of purity with her. All the perverted thoughts that Jinx had after seeing the shrine vanished like he had been doused in holy water and was offered bare in front of a powerful and beautiful goddess, asking him to change his sleazy lifestyle.
Conrad's playful attitude changed into a more mature one once he saw the lady. "There you are, are you ready to go?"
Her sparkling green eyes connected with Jinx. She smiled at him; time slowed down, his body became hot, and life suddenly became a beautiful place to live in.
"H…Hi." His voice came out like a squeak of a mouse.
"Prim, let's go, papa is waiting for us."
Primrose waved shyly at Jinx before running to her brother's side. She turned to look at him one last time, waving again.
Jinx's hand was raised up. Was this what they call 'love at first sight'? He thought it was the case with the shrine but the feeling with that girl was entirely different.
A rock was shoved into his exposed hand. He snapped out of his trance and stared at it, smiling like crazy.
"Do me a favor and kill yourself with that. I swear to God you guys disgust the living soul out of me."
"Did you see the way she looked at me?!" Jinx blurted, following the younger male down.
"Yeah, I think I saw her gag for a second."
"She likes me Karma! A girl finally likes me!"
He rolled his eyes at the hopes and dreams that his acquaintance was starting to have with the girl he made eye contact with. He did wish Jinx could settle down with a girl, but he didn't want him to go forth and multiply. The world would be doomed.
Primrose finished washing the last plate and used a clean towel to dry it. Her brother and father went to bed right after dinner because they had to get up earlier than everyone else. They were hard working farmers producing the most onions and garlic amongst the competing farmers. Usually, monsters would be a farmer's number one problem, but since her brother learned a thing or two from the academy, he managed to set up a protective barrier over their farm to prevent monsters from getting in.
After cleaning up, she headed upstairs and filled the tub with water. The water was cold, but as she swirled her thumb inside, it started to heat up. Bubbles rose at the top, her eyes glued to her scalding finger.
Two knocks against her bedroom window stole her attention. Adonis anchored his arms against the window pane, close to falling if Primrose wouldn't hurry. She slid the window up, pulling the man inside who breathed heavily from the strain of climbing.
"Are your pops and Con asleep?"
He would pop by at the usual time and he would get away each time.
"They are, what took you so long?" She slid on his strong and muscular lap, raising her dress to expose her creamy pale thighs.
Adonis was aroused by her sudden boldness. Usually, she'd play hard to get but would give in and spread her legs for him. People's first impression of Primrose was that she was a demure virgin, but in truth: she was already deflowered. She was no longer pure for her future groom. She will face the altar as a woman who became Adonis' slut once upon a time, too loose for her husband to even enjoy.
"I miss your smell…" Adonis whispered, burying his nose in between the soft globes of her chest. The girl he had been with before coming here didn't have a banging body like Prim. He still craved for her after a few rounds with Delilah.
"I'm sure you do…"
There was a mischievous glint in her eyes that Adonis wasn't used to. She was grinding her hips against the tent in his pants, her movements were naturally fluid as if she was living up to her title as his personal slut. Adonis never planned on marrying her. Commitment was the last thing he had in mind.
He watched her slip off her dress. Her supple breasts were concealed in bandages to which she torturously removed at a very slow and provocative pace. Adonis' Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He licked his lips, the heat in his groin spread fast. His hands kneaded her soft hips. Once the last round of bandage was unfurled, Adonis' itching palms grasped her bosom, each tit overflowed in between his fingers.
Primrose swallowed her moan, her head rolled up when a hungry mouth sucked on her mountainous assets. She freed Adonis' thirsty manhood and engulfed him into her wetness. As soon as she was impaled, a red and pointy tail slithered around Adonis' head. The pleasured man opened his eyes to the sensation. Primrose's hands were squeezing his shoulders. What was holding his head?
His gaze locked with red glowing ones. A pair of fangs in a wide grin flashed at him. The lady on his lap was no longer the beauty he craved for. The smoothness of her face crumpled with devious lines. She became a red monster.
"Spread your legs for me, pretty boy!"