I pretended to close my eyes and watched through my eyelids as Aria tiptoed toward me. When she got closer, she suddenly pulled out a knife, a crazed grin curling on her lips.
"...."
I knew this crazy bitch was up to something. Anger surged inside me, and I felt like killing her on the spot, but I restrained myself and continued lying flat on the bed. She stopped at the edge of it, raised the knife high, and brought it down with full force.
BAM!
I caught her hand midway and shot my upper body up, staring straight into her eyes.
"H–How? You were supposed to be asleep…" she muttered, shock clear in her eyes. Wait—what does she mean I was supposed to be asleep?
"I knew you weren't up to anything good," I said as I got off the bed, still gripping the hand holding the knife. Aria struggled to break free, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't loosen my grip.
"Leave me alone or I'll shout! HEL—"
Just before she could scream and alert the guards, I instantly covered her mouth and activated my Teigu.
"Shut up, relax, and don't say anything," I muttered, and Aria immediately stopped struggling. I released her, and just as I expected, she didn't say a word and simply stared at me. It was obvious she was now in a trance-like state, the aftermath of my Teigu.
"Kneel…" I ordered, and she immediately dropped to her knees, letting the knife fall to the floor. Even though I hated Aria and wanted her dead right then, I couldn't bring myself to do it for two reasons. First, she came into my room wearing that perverted, thin dress. Second, killing her now would ruin my plan.
"What were you up to?" I asked in a low voice.
"I was jealous of your handsomeness despite you being a man and couldn't stand it. I wanted to have you for myself, but I'd become a laughing stock if I married a countryside bumpkin," Aria replied honestly, still trapped in the trance.
'I see… As expected of a spoiled, rich aristocrat. She decided to kill me because she couldn't have me to herself, and even if she did, she'd be mocked.'
I shook my head at the stupidity of her reasoning and concluded that this bitch truly deserved death. I don't really care about her twisted tendencies to torture people for fun or kill them, it's just that her reason makes no sense to me. Her justification for killing is unjustifiable and stupid, not the act of killing itself. If we judged people solely for killing, then even I, the Night Raid, and everyone else would deserve to die.
'Well, at least before she gets her head clopped off, she should serve my bed, fufufu…'
"Undo my pants," I commanded, and Aria nodded.
"Okay…" she replied in a low voice as she pulled my pants down, revealing my thick, flaccid cock.
"Because you tried to kill me, my erection died. Now get it back up using only your mouth. Don't touch my cock with your hands," I ordered again. Aria leaned forward and licked the cap of my cock. From her movements alone, I could tell this wasn't her first time.
She skillfully coated my cock with her slimy saliva, and as she pulled her mouth away, a thick string followed before she immediately latched back on, applying more pressure. Almost instantly, my cock began to rise as pleasure surged through me.
I watched her lewd tits bounce as she bobbed her head and couldn't help but admire them. Despite being medium-sized, they bounced just as well as larger ones. While she sucked me off, I slid her shoulder straps aside, exposing her perky, smooth breasts with strange nipples. They didn't look normal, more like small gourds sewn onto her tits. The sight excited me even more, and I grabbed one of her juicy tits, giving it a firm squeeze.
"Ahan~" Aria moaned for the first time, her face flushing red as she continued sucking me. Even though she was experienced, she wasn't the best. Or maybe I'd simply received far more refined and skillful fellatio from my experienced wives, making Aria seem sloppy in comparison.
After another minute of her working my shaft, I finally came, bursting my load directly into her mouth. My hot juice slid down her throat, and I could tell she was close to gagging from the amount of semen flooding her mouth.
My legs stiffened as the final spurt left me, my cock going limp inside her mouth. Pulling it out, I looked down at the evil woman and felt a strange thrill. There's just something different about receiving fellatio from an evil woman. It hits on another level altogether. I bet it would feel even better when I finally get a blowjob from the most evil woman in this world—Esdeath. A woman who seeks nothing but destruction.
Just thinking about it sent excitement coursing through my body, even though I knew I'd basically be dancing with death. After all, death is even in Esdeath's name, and my power is trash compared to hers, especially since it's less effective against people with strong willpower. The higher the willpower, the stronger the resistance.
I looked back at Aria, and a thought crossed my mind, something I'd always wanted to try.
"Aria, climb onto the bed and get sopping wet for me."
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