“Hmmm…”
“…..”
“Hmm… What are we doing now again?” Nightfire’s sceptical gaze locked onto Aether, who was mere inches from her face. His arms, warm and firm, wrapped around her bare skin, both of them clad only in their underwear.
His toned chest pressed against her breasts, making her painfully aware of how little separated their bodies.
“Registering each other,” Aether murmured, his voice low, as he gently ruffled her hair.
Nightfire’s lips twitched, a flicker of annoyance flashing across her face, “Registering? What for?” Her irritation was impossible to hide, even though her body betrayed her. She could feel his thick, hard shaft pressing insistently through the thin fabric of his briefs. Yet, she couldn’t enjoy it. Why?
How much worse could her life possibly get?!!
It felt like being served a feast only to be denied the taste….. The frustration clawed at her, simmering just beneath her skin.
Aether’s arms tightened around her, his breath hot against her neck. He wasn’t even pretending to hide how aroused he was. His cock throbbed against her belly, a clear indication of just how ready he was to lose himself in her.
If not for Arcane’s warning, he would’ve been inside her by now, not wasting time with this ridiculous “registering.”
Nightfire sighed heavily. ‘What is this bastard really up to?’ she thought, resignation sinking in. She let her body sink into his, though her mind refused to give in so easily.
Ashara’s mocking laughter echoed in her mind, ‘If you hate it so much, why don’t you push him off? It’s not like he’s forcing you. Or… do you want him to?’
Nightfire’s lips twitched. She hated how right Ashara could be sometimes!!
Ignoring her for now, she allowed herself to feel Aether’s presence. His warmth, his strength… it sent a strange calmness through her, even as her body tingled with something more.
Her thin black tail, which had been swaying lazily in the air, curled around Aether’s leg. It wasn’t intentional….. At least, that’s what she told herself. Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire
Aether’s fingers sifted through her hair, his touch both tender and… possessive?
His voice rumbled softly, “You know… I was surprised when you threw Helena out of danger like that…. Just before everything went to hell.”
Nightfire flinched, a sudden blush creeping up her cheeks. She tried to sound casual, “W-Well, it’s not like I had a choice. Those damn things were dead set on me. I thought it was the best option at the time.” She rested her chin on his shoulder, her eyes drawn to his ear.
Her tongue darted out instinctively, wanting to taste his skin. She held back, teeth grazing her lip instead.
“I see….”
His tone was disbelieving, and Nightfire felt her temper flare. Her crimson eyes narrowed. “I’m telling you, that was the only choice! If those monsters had been after her, I would’ve handed her over!” She huffed, her breasts pressing harder against his chest as she shifted.
“Yeah… yeah…” Aether nodded, his hand sliding down her back to rest just above her ass. His touch was maddeningly soft, almost teasing.
Nightfire sneered but gave up. Arguing with him drained her, and the heat pooling between her thighs demanded her attention. She traced slow circles on his back with her fingertips, her nails gently grazing his skin. “Why didn’t you tell Helena about the time reversal? About how many times you’ve killed it monster? about Ether or whatever shit it was… Are you worried about her?”
“You could say that…” Aether’s eyes softened. But more than that, he knew she would carry the blame herself. Helena was too pure, too selfless. She’d see every tragedy as her fault, even when it wasn’t.
Nightfire stared at him intently. He didn’t talk about Ether blood or Master or Madam that she heard… all she knew was he was hiding something but she realized it was for others.
There was a saying… The Lesser you know the better you Happy!!
“You really care for her, don’t you?” She said softly.
“Of course. I love her,” he admitted, his voice filled with pride.
Nightfire’s heart clenched.
Jealousy? She shook her head.
No, she wasn’t capable of that. “And again… you should tell that to the person you’re trying to seduce, you idiot!” she snapped, though her tone lacked bite.
“Haha… I just want you to know…” His fingers trailed over her side, grazing the curve of her breast. “My heart’s big enough for more. You might end up with many sisters in the future~” His teasing smirk made her want to slap him—or kiss him.
Nightfire’s expression twisted into something between frustration and amusement. “You still want me as your lover? Sigh… Aether, believe it or not, I’m not worth it.” She sat up, straddling his hips. Her pussy pressed firmly against his shaft, only the thin cloth separating them. Her hips moved unconsciously, grinding against him.
Aether’s eyes widened “Not worth it?”
“Yeah…” Her voice was steady, “You love Helena. I can see it in Her eyes… Even Selene I felt that warmth… I saw the way you held them. But me? I am not like them… I can’t love. I don’t feel warmth. I don’t feel anything towards you. You’re wasting your time.” Her tone grew more serious, her body stilling.
She remembered his panicked expression when she was almost killed…. His panicked expression, his fearful expression… At that moment, she saw how much he cared.
Maybe too much!!
And she feared she might not be worth it…
Aether cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing her skin, “Yes… Maybe you don’t feel anything yet.
That’s okay.
I’m not wasting my time because every moment with you is worth it.
I don’t need you to love me right now. But I’ll wait…. Because I see the real you, Nightfire.
You might speak harshly… sometimes frankly, hurt others’ emotions, push them away… but I see through that.
You’re scared.
You are just scared…. Scared of becoming like your mother who abandoned you.
Scared of abandoning others…. Scared of forgetting others… and most importantly, you’re just scared of losing Ashara! Becoming an emotionless beast just like your mother!” His voice was steady, his gaze unwavering, as if he could see right into her soul.
Aether’s reason for bringing Nightfire along was simple—he needed time with her, to peel back the layers of her guarded personality.
He wasn’t some omniscient being who understood everyone without effort. No!, like with all his other targets, he believed in direct interaction.
Though the situation spiralled into chaos beyond anyone’s control, he gained a deeper understanding of her than he ever expected.
Yes, she had a foul mouth, zero manners, and couldn’t care less about what others thought—even Ashara.
Nightfire would say whatever came to mind without hesitation. And, physically? She was weak. She avoided conflict, uninterested in becoming a warrior or achieving greatness. She just wanted to fade into the background, to live unnoticed.
But when it truly mattered, when the stakes were life and death, Nightfire didn’t cower.
Sure, she complained—loudly—but she stood tall.
Despite their complicated relationship, she never once left Helena’s side. She could have run….. She should have run!! Yet, when the moment came, she chose to stay. Even when faced with her own death, she prioritized Helena over herself.
That choice——struck Aether deeply. His heart skipped a beat, and from the depths of his soul, he knew he had to save her, no matter the cost.
Yet, Nightfire would never acknowledge any of it. She was terrified, convinced that one day she’d abandon everyone and become a hollow, heartless monster just like her mother.
All she wanted was a normal, peaceful life!!
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Nightfire’s hands came together, her expression playful yet tinged with surprise. “Bravo, Mr. Aether. 100 points! If it were any other girl, they’d be head over heels in a heartbeat, lost in that deep pit of yours, never to rise again!”
Aether chuckled, his smile mischievous, “Haha, cut me some slack, will you? I’m really trying here!” He pinched her hips and began tickling her relentlessly.
“Hahahaha! S-Stop! Ahahaha! S-Stooopppp!AHAHAH….” Nightfire’s laughter turned to breathless gasps, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she squirmed beneath him. When he finally relented, he gazed down at her panting, tear-streaked face, his voice soft yet determined,
“You’re a succubus, Nightfire. So what? You still get to choose who you want to be…. Hehe… And I’ll be damned if I don’t get that Nightfire girl, no matter what it takes!” and leaned with a seductive face and said, “It doesn’t matter who you are… what race are you…. Once I pointed my target… I will get them!!”
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Her breath hitched. For a moment, his words mesmerized her, breaking through her usual defences.
Clearing her throat, she shrugged, attempting to regain her composure, “Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you or anything,” she muttered.
Aether’s eyes darkened with something more primal. His hands traced her face, then moved lower, gliding sensually over her body.
“W-What are you… ~mm~” Her soft moan escaped as his fingers pinched her nipples through the thin fabric of her purple bra, making them harden instantly.
“Registering your curves,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. His hands roamed, exploring every inch of her—her navel, her breasts, her underarms, her thighs, her feet, her perfectly rounded busty ass…. He paused deliberately, his gaze burning into hers as he hovered over her most sensitive spot. “Do it like I did,” he challenged, his voice a sensual command.
Nightfire was trembling, nearly climaxing from just his touch.
“Sigh… whatever this registering shit is,” she grumbled, straddling him. Her hands moved with hesitant boldness, tracing his jawline, over his broad chest, down his chiselled abs. She gulped audibly as she reached his thick thighs, then his rock-hard cock straining against his underwear.
Her fingers hovered there. “Pretty please~?” she whispered, her voice dripping with longing.
Aether smirked and shook his head, denying the food that was placed before her!
Nightfire groaned in frustration, only for Aether to toss a handful of capsules onto her. “Take no more than one a day. Otherwise, you’ll die,” he said, his tone serious.
She stared at the capsules in disbelief. “What the hell are these?”
“Something to help you keep your sanity,” he replied, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
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Her breath caught. “Y-You mean… this…?”
Aether winked. “Yes. No more worrying about losing control. You’ll always be you, Nightfire. And you’ll always love Ashara…. You won’t abandon her.”
Drip….
A single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away hastily, letting out a deep sigh as she stared at the ceiling…. She didn’t want him to see her crying!
Aether noticed but said nothing. Instead, he pulled out another capsule, a transparent one.
“What’s that?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.
Without answering, he swallowed it. His body trembled, and a dark stain spread across his underwear as he climaxed.
Nightfire’s eyes widened, “W-What the—” Just as she was about to sniff his aroma and taste the nectar, Aether pushed,
“I’m taking this so I don’t go insane,” Aether explained, his voice steady despite the release. “I’ll always love my women. All of them…. Including you!! I won’t abandon anyone. Ever!” He flipped his hair dramatically, though the effect was ruined by the stain on his pants.
Nightfire snorted, “It’d be cool if not for that mess on your pants…. Ahahaha…” She laughed for a moment before bowed her head slightly, whispering, “Thank you.”
Aether frowned at her sudden seriousness. He tackled her back onto the bed, fingers finding her most ticklish spots.
Aether felt weird seeing her act all serious so he pushed on the bed and,
“Hahaha.. sto-ahaha…. I’m hahaha… being… hahahaha…. serious…hahahahaha”” she squealed, helpless beneath his relentless assault.