Chapter 327 Stellaria's a bad teacher?
Winter Break Arc
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(POV: Lumiere)
The situation I found myself in was definitely one for the books.
I mean, picture this: I stumble upon this gorgeous woman all alone in a freaking labyrinth. And guess what? Turns out she's a little bit crazy, talking to herself and all.
But wait, it gets better...
She's actually a Curse King, sealed away for almost a century. And of course, her backstory is just tragic.
Classic.
But here's the kicker - she's not going anywhere. Nope, she's sticking around. And before I know it, we're out on a date and my hands are, uh, tightly gripping her, um, assets.
Yeah, you can say things escalated quickly.
But when you're the Apostle of a Supreme God, things like this should be normal to you, right? NO. Why? Because she clearly said these words to me.
"Eat me... Lumiere."
As I gazed into Ravenna's eyes, I couldn't help but notice the longing in her gaze. Her breaths grew heavy with desire, and a silent plea for my touch simmered just beneath.
Stellaria said not to get romantically involved with her, and that should be easy, except this time she was looking thirsty as fuck.
Uncertainty clouded my mind, unsure if succumbing to her desires was the right choice. There was no coming back from this. I knew deep down that if I did this with her, I wouldn't have the mind to keep it casual because from my opinion it would be me using her inexperience for my satisfaction.
Ravenna hadn't enjoyed her younger years and made mistakes that would give her necessary experience to tackle "emotional" problems in the future. She didn't know how best to handle these things, so her saying this was probably her naivety. One thing was clear, and it was the fact that she didn't react like other women when something intimate happened between her and the opposite sex.
When I looked at her panties... accidentally, she didn't take it as anything.
When she sat on my face, several times, she didn't know how intimate such a thing was.
If something like this happened to Stellaria, Fasit or Isadora they'd be very calm about it, much like Ravenna, but not because they didn't understand things like that— instead, they were emotionally capable of reacting to situations like that.
Fasit has caught me staring at her breasts several times, but rather than getting angry, she'd instead tell me to come suck them or to ravage her.
It'd happened on several occasions.
I can't do this, I thought.
Nevertheless, my curiosity got the best of me, and I inched closer, the heat of our bodies almost melding together.
The mind and body were two different things, they operated on opposite paths, and did things as they saw fit. My mind told me not to do it, but my body was shooting jolts of arousal already.
Our lips were mere inches apart.
"Do you really want this?" I whispered, my voice barely audible against the backdrop of our pounding hearts.
I shouldn't have asked that, why did I even?
"Oh, don't you want to find out?" she murmured.
Her words were as tantalizing as they were tempting— her voice was just a few millimeters short of a moan; thick like honey and as sweet as vanilla.
"I... guess so..." I muttered.
"Yess~~"
I edged further and further in.
"Do it already~~"
Nerves tingling, I leaned in further, until our lips brushed ever so gently. It was a moment of sweet connection, a taste of what could be. But suddenly, a wave of hesitation swept over me, and I pulled away, my finger flicking her forehead in a playful gesture that elicited a pained "ouch" from her lips.
"Whyyyyy?!" She winced even more.
"That serves you right," I stated, standing up and looking down at her disheveled form.
Confusion etched across her face as she questioned my actions.
"What did I do?" she asked innocently, her voice hinting at genuine confusion.
I stumbled over my words, frustration mounting.
There was no reasonable answer to her question, she didn't really do anything wrong. But I couldn't look like I was the wrong person here.
"You shouldn't be so... so tempting all the time," I stuttered, my eyes narrowing.
"But Stellaria said you liked it, she sa—"
"Hm? Stellaria?"
Of course it had to be her. I squeezed my fists tightly.
"Why does it always have to be her..." I placed a palm over my face.
Gently, Ravenna gently continued to rub her forehead as she groaned in pain. "It hurts..." she squeezed her face a bit.
"Ugh," I uttered. "Alright, get up." I stretched my hand out to help her up.
Ravenna raised an eyebrow, her gaze shifting between me and my outstretched hand. Tentatively, she reached out and grasped it, allowing me to help her to her feet. She adjusted the dress she had been wearing, her eyes never leaving mine.
It was better she was standing again.
The way she was sprawled on the floor before, with her skimpy gown revealing her glossy thighs and showing sexy angles of her body made it completely hard for me to treat her sternly. Because, when you treated a woman sternly, it wasn't always a great idea to leave her in a sexually vulnerable position or it'd look like you were into that weird domination stuff.
Now, I'm not saying that's wrong but...
"Arrrrghhh!" I shouted and ruffled my hair.
I was confused.
"L... Lumiere? Are you okay?" she asked me.
"Hm?" I lifted an eyebrow. "Yeah, I am.." I told her.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
I sighed and told her, "don't worry about it."
"..." she nodded.
"Did you hit your head?" I blurted out, concern lacing my words, realizing that I had neglected her well-being amidst the heat of the moment.
She chuckled. "Why didn't you ask earlier, when I fell?" she teased.
"Eh?" I said. What was she getting at, I thought.
Then, Ravenna gently wrapped her arms around her chest and smiled before saying, "You were so busy feeling me up, you completely forgot about the other parts of my body you were meant to be concerned about.."
My expression twisted in disbelief. "Huh? What? No, you're purposely misunderstanding!" I protested, the words tumbling from my mouth as I realized how our miscommunication had led us down this path.
Why did she even have to make it sound so lewd? Yes, it was lewd sure, but, still.
To be honest, Stellaria was an absolute chaos maker, she told me not to get romantically involved with Ravenna, and yet she told Ravenna the best ways to get romantically involved with me. Like it was some sort of test. I could already tell she was laughing wherever she was.
I couldn't tell what Ravenna was learning from her, but one thing was certain— Stellaria's the worst teacher.
I slotted my hands into my pockets and turned to Ravenna, trying to ease the tension that had settled between us.
"So, uh, do you like the dress?" I asked.
Ravenna's eyes softened, a hint of a blush gracing her cheeks. She delicately ran her fingers over the fabric of the skimpy gown she was wearing. "As long as you like it, I like it too," she replied, that vulnerable tone in her voice came out again.
I felt a pang of guilt surge through me.
I realized the weight of my influence over her choices.
"No, Ravenna," I said firmly, shaking my head. "You don't need to like what I like. You should make your own choices, follow your own desires."
I had this same problem with Serena.
But unfortunately not with Stellaria, she does whatever the fuck she wants.
She bit her lip, her gaze fixed on the ground. "But if it weren't for you, I'd still be sealed," she murmured, her voice coming out as a whisper. "I owe that all to you."
Her dark eyes fixed on me.
"I owe you my life..."
I sighed. "Don't go there, Ravenna," I warned. "That's not why I'm here."
Her eyes flickered up to meet mine. "B... But, why not?" she asked.
I quickly changed the subject, desperate to steer the conversation away from our complicated dynamic. "Maybe you should slip out of the dress and change back into your normal clothes," I suggested, my voice gentle. "Then we can go ahead and purchase these."
Ravenna nodded, a pretty smile followed. She walked back into the changing room while I waited patiently outside. Moments later, she emerged, back in her warm winter attire.
"Took you long enough.." I told her, smiling.
"Women take their time you know," she spoke in a slightly posh manner.
We made our way towards the counter, Ravenna clutching onto the dress I was about to buy for her, her face buried in its soft fabric. The way she clung to it so affectionately like it was more than dear to her made my heart warm all of a sudden.
The woman behind the counter peered at us. "Have you made a choice?" she asked.
She came off as very polite and professional.
I nodded. "Yes," I replied, my gaze fixed on Ravenna. "I'd like to purchase this dress."
I extended my hand, attempting to take the dress from Ravenna, but her grip remained firm. I tried again, and yet she didn't budge.
My smile turned from normal to scary in seconds. "Uh, Ravenna?" my eyebrows twitched.
She glanced up at me. "Yes?" she replied, ignorant.
"Don't you want this dress?" my eyebrows twitched again.
She nodded.
My grip on the dress tightened. "Then, if you want it, let me have it so that the nice lady can pack it up for us..."
"O... Okay," she replied.
I then tried to grab it again, but she was still tightly gripping onto it, it took some effort before I took it off her hands.
"Finally!" I said.
With that done, I handed the dress over to the woman behind the counter and she smiled gently took it from me.
"We'll pack it up and have it ready for you later today, when will you be picking it up?"
"Maybe later today..." I told the woman.
Ravenna pouted a bit. "I wish I could wear it one more time though.."
I sighed. "Later today."
"Sure."
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