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Since Emilia was already incredibly wet, Noelle didn't think twice before roughly shoving her fingers as deep into her core as she could in one go, all the while flicking her tongue over the little clit as she savored the younger girl's whimpers under her ministration.
It was only when the gray-haired girl realized that she had torn through something on her way in that Noelle's mind turned blank.
Much to Emilia's dissatisfaction, Noelle actually dared to pull back right as she was closing in on her peak. "N-No! You can't stop now!"
Noelle gulped as she stared at Emilia's beautifully foggy eyes full of desire and frustration, but she couldn't help but hesitate. "E-Emilia… are you okay?"
Knowing that she might have misunderstood how far Emilia had let her older sister go, and that she was the one who took the girl's first time… Noelle realized that, terrifyingly enough, she felt more excitement than regret, deep down in her heart.
On the other hand, Emilia was already too far gone to care about anything else, and could only groan in frustration. "Why would I not be okay? Even if you're rougher, I will heal. Keep going! Just keep going if you don't want to cry later!"
Noelle sneered, clearly not believing her words, but she knew that she had no grounds to refute the younger girl.
Did she really not know what could and couldn't heal? Or did she just not care? But at this point… wasn't it already too late to regret?
"P-Please…!" The crimson-haired girl whimpered again, and Noelle really couldn't bear the girl's eyes full of grievances as she 'reluctantly' dove back in.
Looking at the bright red blood at the root of Emilia's thighs, even as Noelle shoved her fingers back in, she still couldn't calm down her rapidly beating heart.
With her rough training throughout the years, Noelle was no stranger to blood. She liked to believe that although she was from the Nightingale family, her strength was the result of her perseverance rather than inheritance.
When she had first started off, even when she had ended up biting through or straight-up busting her lip due to pain, Noelle never gave up. But even after all the times she had tasted it, she never realized that this crimson liquid could also be delicious.
Compared to the metallic and undesirable taste of her own, Emilia's lifeblood was like sweet nectar that had been squeezed out of the most exquisite of flowers and refined into the finest honey, and the more Noelle licked it up, the more she felt like she couldn't get enough.
The heat in her body that had previously been a blazing fire quickly turned into a raging inferno of passion, and the only thing Noelle knew from that point on was that she had to make this goddess moan underneath her in pleasure.
Through the haze of her lust, Noelle was only vaguely aware of the fact that she had already climbed back up the younger girl's body to bite at her nape while fucking her roughly with her fingers, and it was only through Emilia's moans and whimpers that she knew whether she must go harder or softer.
Even as the younger girl shuddered underneath her in a clear climax, however, Noelle's excitement only grew, and the only thought left in her mind was to completely merge with this beautiful girl.
Of course, Emilia was intimately aware of each of her actions. From the moment the older girl's fingers pulled out to when she shifted her position to start grinding their cores together, she could only watch in fascination how Noelle's usually serious face turned completely twisted from pleasure.
As the older girl reached her peak, she finally had an inexplicable moment of clarity, even as the pleasure flooded both her mind and body.
Emilia looked like she was going through the same, and Noelle couldn't help but give everything up to tightly pull her into an embrace, sinking her teeth into the soft flesh on the girl's nape.
A series of whimpers echoed across the walls as the two of them shuddered against each other in ecstasy, and while her consciousness faded away in Emilia's soft embrace, Noelle couldn't help but wonder if, when she woke up, she would realize it was all but a beautiful dream.
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When Noelle woke up, she felt like she had just been through a nightmare.
Although she had passed out before the younger girl, Emilia clearly followed her to sleep shortly after, cuddling into her embrace like a little lover.
The girl's gorgeous face was still as breathtaking as ever, but Noelle could hardly bear to stare at it long enough as her eyes kept wandering down the girl's bare body.
Every single inch of the beauty's soft, delicate skin was covered in evidence of their lovemaking, as if mocking Noelle for trying to deny what had happened in her heart.
There was no mistaking it. Not only did she just fuck her little boss into submission, that last deep, dark mark she had left on the girl's neck looked like it might take weeks to fade away, if not months.
Just thinking about the sheer pandemonium it was going to cause, Noelle couldn't help but wonder what kind of justification she could give for her actions.
While it was true that Emilia was always teasing her, that could hardly be used as an excuse to screw her into the bed as she had. After all, not only was she much older, Noelle was also the one responsible for protecting the girl in the first place.
Emilia murmured something in her sleep, snuggling closer, and Noelle unconsciously tightened her grip on the younger girl's slim waist, her breath hitching in anticipation. Was she having a sweet dream? A nightmare?
"Mhm… no… not full… two more slices… okay…"
Realizing that the girl was probably dreaming about food, Noelle couldn't help but shake her head with a smile, both amused and disappointed. But at the same time, the dreadful feeling in the pit of her stomach that she had done something bad slowly faded away.
Noelle nodded to herself after thinking it through. 'That's right, no matter what, I must discuss this matter carefully once she wakes up. I can't shirk responsibility for my actions!'
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