Chapter 366: Chapter 298: Farewell Kiss (Part 2)
That is, the formal meeting setting is inappropriate, and there’s serious business to attend to soon; otherwise, he certainly wouldn’t just be pointing at his butt without doing anything else.
But finally, without any third wheels around, and it’s a moment of farewell... No matter if separating for three days counts as a farewell, the point is Lynn is about to leave, shouldn’t the Demon King wives express something?
Upon hearing Lynn say this, Ilya couldn’t sit still first, not just to be first but, more importantly, she couldn’t disgrace the prestige of the head of the Seven Great Demon Kings.
Just a mere goodbye kiss, what’s the big deal? She’s called him husband before, what’s there to fear from a kiss!
So, Ilya rose from her seat, striding mightily towards Lynn. Attentive viewers noticed she was surprisingly out of sync for a step in those few strides, though corrected herself in time. It wasn’t hard to see her mood was definitely not as calm and composed as she appeared.
"It’s all up to you."
Ilya pretended to be calm, forcing herself to speak without ellipses, learning from her previously rigid lesson, she kissed Lynn as gently as possible.
Because she was standing and Lynn was sitting, the kiss from above made Ilya feel quite good, at least she could deceive herself into feeling like she’s the one in control! She’s the one favoring Lynn, not the one flattering him.
But Lynn wouldn’t indulge her; although he loved his wife dearly, Ilya’s self-deception was evidently wrong. Love is about tolerance, not indulgence; he should get her to change.
Thus, the moment Ilya leaned in, Lynn directly took the initiative, arms encircling her waist, pulling her into his embrace before their lips even met.
Then, at the moment of true kiss, unlike his quick peck on Liss earlier, Lynn deftly used his ’three inches of unsparing agile tongue’.
Under his fierce assault, the inexperienced Ilya’s mind blanked instantaneously, unable to react at all, only coming to realization as Lynn’s hands began wandering as he continued kissing.
Even upon awakening, Ilya didn’t immediately escape Lynn’s ironclad hold as her pride wouldn’t permit retreat.
Just a kiss, with a bit of touch, if she can’t handle even this, how could she expect to hold when the real loving starts?
Though he’s the Demon Emperor, she’s the Proud Demon King!
The grand head of Demon Kings can stand and die, but she certainly wouldn’t lie down and cry!
Moreover, with the sisters watching, not to set an example, she couldn’t afford to fall short.
Thinking this, even if the whole of Shanghai tingled, Ilya still endured the odd feeling, bearing Lynn’s ’damage’ head-on.
Even as Lynn ’flowed along’ to conquer the peak and began admiring the majestic landscape from above, Ilya held tight with her legs and refused to surrender.
Ultimately, it was the inappropriate environment and timing that saved Ilya; otherwise, given Lynn’s demeanor, it would’ve been hard not to consume her entirely.
"Thank you for the hospitality."
Eventually, Lynn licked his lips, thanking Ilya, who was blushing fiercely.
"Humph!"
She responded with a light hum, indicating she was neither subdued nor had fallen, only kissing for too long had made her a bit oxygen-deprived, resulting in her flushed cheeks.
However, the ever-methodical Liss noticed that the head sister’s exit was somewhat odd, akin to when they were young and suddenly had an urgent need to pee while playing outside...
"My turn, my turn!"
After Ilya’s unsatisfied retreat, the big little sister disregarded her status as the youngest sibling, forcibly cutting in line and running eagerly to Lynn.
She didn’t care that her big sis had kissed Lynn for so long, there was sure to be a lot of big sis’ saliva, as she didn’t intend to kiss lips...
Lynn pushed the big little sister slightly, not letting her directly dive into his arms; mainly because her appearance was too deceptive, staring with wide eyes, she looked too juvenile, making it impossible to proceed.
Though her real age would involve carrying her grandad when she was small, even converted to corresponding human age, she wouldn’t be much younger than him, yet she’s entirely too fair and petite, perhaps aesthetically pleasing, but legally questionable.
Fortunately, the big little sister was understanding; seeing Lynn’s subconscious pushback, she laughed and leaned in, planting a loud ’mua’ on Lynn’s cheek, more heavy-handed but justifiable as it was the face.
"I’m the youngest sister; most things are elder sisters yielding to the younger, but for this, younger sisters should yield to elder ones! Letting the elder sisters feast first, it’s my turn only afterward, hehe~~"
After kissing Lynn heavily, as desired, tasting a bit of Demon Emperor flavor, the big little sister joyously exited.
Years prior, she’d sure be too hungry to control herself, but after successive upgrades, she’s now at the peak of demigods, not only enhancing self-control considerably but also her magic power quality, thus not hungrily craving Lynn’s pure magic power.
Of course, if possible, she’d definitely want more; she’s the Gluttonous Demon King, never truly satisfied, even without much craving, would it stop affecting her from taking more bites?
After the youngest sister scampered off, Aya and Sara exchanged glances, feeling that no matter how novice, they couldn’t let Betty overtake them, let alone be outranked by Phantom.
It’s widely known that this generation’s Lust Demon King was even worse than a dog at affairs of passion; falling behind her in progress would be mortifying enough to crash into a wall.
Receiving affirmed jealousy and rage from each other, the two Demon Kings smoothly teamed up as a temporary pair, hand in hand, approached Lynn.
Lynn remained seated, watching the Demon King wives come forward for kisses one by one; the feeling was so delightful, if he knew being Demon Emperor was such a comfort, his sword would have struck otherwise back then, sparing the critical blow, granting him a swift relief, repaying him for forcibly making him don the imperial robe.
Had the Demon Dragon Emperor not force-changed the demon realm occupation for him, this scene today might not have existed.
Just being Miracle Saint Emperor, Vivian Xiya could still embrace him, but likely miss out on the Seven Demon King sisters.
Lynn not once didn’t inwardly thank Demon Dragon Emperor, as he truly bestowed so much and so well, how caring as if for a son!
Pah pah! No matter how good Demon Dragon Emperor was, one shouldn’t lower their generation! All are emperors of the same era, can’t go around adopting fathers like silly netizens, right?
If truly possessing a father capable of a nation, the father should be a father-in-law instead.
Hmm? Seems there’s a rumor Demon Dragon Emperor has a daughter...
Ahem, no no, with Demon Dragon Emperor treating him so well, if he were to plant that notion regarding his daughter, would it not be too inhumane?
As Lynn’s thoughts drifted, his mind wandering, Aya and Sara simultaneously kissed his lips from left and right, the two Demon Kings harmoniously split the kiss half each.
Much like how Lynn tasted Liss, they merely kissed lightly, grumbling with disdain afterward.
Everything has the head sister’s taste...
Spices overshadowing the essence of ingredients...
Will tomorrow bring big sister’s baby?...
And similar exchanges.
Lynn sat there, shaking his head repeatedly, aware they might be tentative, but they’re too naive—if indirect kissing led to babies, wouldn’t Demon Realm mouths spread to more than ten worlds?
Moreover, where’s the occurrence of a witch carrying another witch’s baby? Forget indirect kisses, even direct ones, even more intimate acts wouldn’t lead to pregnancy.
Enough not to lambast anymore, Lynn pulled back his thoughts, turning to the present, to the scene where the reputed Lust Demon King shivers more intensely than a rookie—
Phantom Triss.
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