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Euphemia felt heady. As if she had gulped down two glasses of wine in an hour.

He was looking at her chemise. It was made of silk with a bit of lace at the edges. To support her breasts, it had a thicker fabric underneath the chest. It was like a silk dress with a comfortable built-in bra. Euphemia liked it a lot because it was more comfortable than the moderns bras from her original world.

Then he licked her.

Euphemia's mind snapped back to what Lucien was doing - which was her. He was doing her.

He licked the top part of her breasts.

Her eyes squeezed shut.

"Euphee," he whispered.

"Yes?" Euphemia asked breathily.

"Lie down please," Lucien whispered.

Euphemia did and Lucien was on top of her.

She pulled him towards her and he kissed her. She felt that she was getting devoured by him. He inserted his tongue inside her mouth, tasting her.

Her legs squeezed shut . . . for some reason.

He pulled back, his lips and hers still open, and a thin string of saliva connecting their tongues.

He kissed her again. Her body arched up wanting to taste him more. To kiss him more.

Then she felt his hand on her left breast. She would have gasped if she could but his mouth was still on hers.

The thin fabric of her chemise separated her skin from his hand. He gently massaged her breast. The silk fabric rubbed against her skin and she could feel the gentle pressure of his hand on her breast.

He broke the kiss and went to her neck again. There would be another mark for sure. He sucked on her neck as his hand massaged her breast. Kneading it softly.

She moaned softly.

Lucien's eyes widened. The moan. The moan that Hansel told him about. He wanted to hear her moan more.

His lips traced down the dip of her cleavage then he pulled down her chemise with his teeth.

He placed kisses on her right breast. Then he rubbed her nipple gently.

She moaned again.

He rubbed her nipple again between his fingers.

Her legs squirmed underneath him.

He teased her nipple while he continued to massage her breast with his other hand.

Then he opened his mouth and sucked.

She sucked in air too.

Surprised and shocked with the sensation.

He twirled his tongue on her right nipple, gently tugging it, and then sucking it.

"Ah... L-Luci!" Euphemia said, her hands burying in his hair, pulling him closer to her.

He stopped sucking on her right nipple and went to her left nipple.

"Ah!"

He sucked her right nipple while he massaged her left breast. His teeth gently tugged on her nipple while his fingers rubbed her other nipple.

"A-ah! L-luci that feels . . . Ah!"

She made soft moaning sounds like a cat mewling.

Then he used both of his hands to massage her breasts and kissed her again on the mouth.

Euphemia felt like she was drowning in pleasure.

His head dipped down to her breast again and teased her nipple, licking it and sucking it.

"A-ah! N-no more, L-Luci . . . ," Euphemia pleaded.

He planted a kiss on her nipple and pulled back, gazing at her. His emerald eyes seemed to burn for her.

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His head dipped to her side and he whispered to her ear, "Shall we continue tonight?"

Euphemia couldn't even answer, feeling too embarrassed, she just hugged him tight.

When she finally calmed down, Lucien helped her put on her chemise and her dress on her shoulders again.

He kissed her cheek.

"Sorry, was that too much?" Lucien asked.

Euphemia smiled at him. "Can you give Hansel a reward?"

Lucien chuckled. "Consider it done."

Euphemia pretended to glare at him. "It's still bright outside and you . . . !"

"I apologize. I couldn't wait for evening to go see you," Lucien said.

"Well, I did not expect this at all. Why did Hansel even teach you? You did umm . . . great already," Euphemia said.

"No, without his lessons, I wouldn't even know what to do and you would have hated me," Lucien said.

Euphemia laughed.

"Well, if you didn't have his lessons, I could have helped you," Euphemia said.

"You know all about it? About making love? What comes before it and what do while doing it?" Lucien asked.

Euphemia blushed.

"No, well only a bit from books but I was thinking we could figure it out together," Euphemia said.

Lucien smiled and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

Then her stomach rumbled.

"I'm hungry," Euphemia said, blushing.

"I shall tell them to prepare the food as hastily as they can," Lucien said and got up.

"I'll um stay here first. I'm going to change my dress," Euphemia said.

"Why? You look lovely as you are already, Euphee," Lucien said.

"It's because you made it we- Ahem, wrinkle. You wrinkled the dress," Euphemia said.

"Oh, I see. Then I shall see you at the dining room?" Lucien asked.

Euphemia nodded. "Yes. I'll go out as soon as I've changed."

Lucien went out of the room and Euphemia was now alone. She buried her face on her pillow.

Oh gosh.

She still couldn't belive it.

It was so amazing.

He was so good.

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Yuzan shivered.

"Are you cold? Do you want my cape?" Azmir asked.

Yuzan shook his head.

"No, I just had a bad feeling," Yuzan said.

"You think something bad will happen to us?" Azmir asked.

"No. I think something I don't like just happened to my sister. What if someone molested her and I wasn't there to save her?! My poor little sister! She is so cute she's surely attracting creeps all around her!" Yuzan said.

Azmir sighed. "Your sister complex still amazes me after all this time. If anyone else is hearing you right now, they'll think you're the creep."

Yuzan scratched his head in frustration.

"I'm still angry at the god who sent me so far away from my sister," Yuzan said.

"There there. See that white mountain over there? We just need to cross that mountain and then we'll be at Aderlan! You'll soon meet your sister!" Azmir said.

Yuzan sighed.

"Do you have an extra hair tie?" Yuzan asked.

Azmir nodded and took a hair tie from his magical belt pouch.

Azmir had braided the ends of his long dark blue hair because it was getting in the way whenever they needed to run. Yuzan would tell him they don't need to run away from beasts because he can just poison them all anyway but Azmir didn't want to leave a trail of dead bodies behind them. He didn't want to be cursed by the god of the forest if there was one.

Yuzan tired his raven black hair into a small man bun. It had gotten longer since their journey started. He was still as pale as snow and still annoyingly handsome. Annoying because everywhere they went, the women went crazy over him and tried to make him stay longer than they should.

He had a dangerous aura about him that attracted attention. Not to mention his face was elegantly handsome and his body was toned.

Azmir stared at Yuzan's biceps.

They were so well-sculpted.

"Mir, you're staring," Yuzan said.

"N-no, I'm not!" Azmir said.

Yuzan raised an eyebrow at him. He had a smug smile on his face.

The two of them had been on a journey for three months already.

A month ago, he thought he would be a goner already in the Vyridian Woods but Yuzan used his power to save the two of them.

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A month ago at the cliff behind Vyridian Woods . . .

"Mir, can you get out our water bottles?" Yuzan asked.

"What?! Now?! They're going to kill us!" Azmir said.

The three guards laughed creepily as they came nearer and nearer to them.

"Hurry! Just do it!" Yuzan said.

Azmir quickly grabbed the water bottles from his magical belt pouch.

"You told me you can control water. Is that true?" Yuzan asked.

"Yes, but the water we have isn't enough for me to even push them away!" Azmir said.

"Are you going to give us a bath, water mage?" Yaz asked, laughing with a cruel smile on his ugly face.

"Mir, do you trust me?" Yuzan asked.

Azmir could not see his face as he was behind Yuzan. He looked and sounded confident. Strangely enough, his gut was telling hin to trust this adventurer.

"Yes, I trust you," Azmir said firmly.

"Good. I want you to make the water pass through my hands then pour it all over them. NOW!" Yuzan shouted as the three guards suddenly charged right at them.

Azmir did an upwards motion with his right arm to get out the water from the water bottles, he swayed his arm and pointed to Yuzan. The water passed through Yuzan's hands which he had stretched out in front of him. Azmir swayed his arm again and pointed up then down to the three guards.

SPLASH!!!

The three guards stood frozen in shock. They were throughly drenched from head to toe.

"That's all? Well, thanks for the bath, water ma-"

The three guards collapsed on the ground. They looked unconscious and they weren't moving.

"D-did you kill them?!" Azmir asked shakily.