Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 181: Show Me What You Would Do

The moment was calming, Cassius's face nestled against Vivi's small breasts, his warmth a soothing anchor as she cradled him. Her fingers wove through his soft hair, her heart brimming with a protective affection.

But then he lifted his head, his eyes meeting hers with a glint of mischief, his voice low and intimate.

"This embrace, Vivi..." He murmured, his lips brushing the delicate skin between her breasts, sending a soft whimper escaping her lips. "...it feels like a mother's love, so soft and comforting. But your body..." His gaze drifted to her petite, budding breasts, barely swollen with the promise of growth. "...It's so frail, so slender."

"...Usually, a mother's embrace is plump, overflowing with flesh, submerging you in warmth. Yours, though it's like being coddled by a little girl, not a mother."

Vivi's cheeks flared with a flustered indignation, her arms tightening around him as she protested.

"I'm not a little girl!" She huffed, her voice sharp but trembling with embarrassment. "I'm older than you think, Young Master, and you should treat me with respect! I also have every quality of a mother and I could even be the best mother ever!" Her defiance was fierce, her heart racing as she sought to prove her worth, her small frame quivering with resolve.

Cassius's expression softened, a nod acknowledging her passion.

"You're right." He conceded, his tone warm with sincerity. "You have a motherly presence, Vivi, a calming, soothing aura that could ease anyone's heart...That's a mother's gift."

But his eyes flicked back to her breasts, a teasing smirk curling his lips.

"Sadly, your figure doesn't quite match."

His hands moved, fingers gently cupping her small mounds, the soft flesh yielding under his touch. Her breath hitched, a quiet moan slipping out as he kneaded them, his thumbs grazing her tiny, pink nipples.

"These little breasts..." He teased. "They're so cute and tiny that your future children might look at them and wonder if you're their mother or just their older sister."

Her face burned, a scarlet flush spreading as his words stoked her insecurities. Before she could retort, he tugged lightly on her nipples, his fingers playful yet tender, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

"I even wonder..." He mused, his voice dropping to a suggestive murmur. "If these could even produce milk without a child. They're so small so they might not hold much, if any."

"...You'd probably need a nanny to feed your babies."

The erotic intensity of his touch, the way his fervent gaze devoured her breasts, sent a pulse of heat to her core, her pussy throbbing with a needy ache. But at the same time, his words struck a deeper chord, a flicker of worry creeping into her mind.

Could he be right? Would her tiny breasts fail her as a mother?

She pushed back, her voice firm despite the tremor of doubt.

"No, that's not true!" She insisted, her eyes flashing with determination. "I can provide milk for my children, no problem at all. My mother also has...big breasts, and I inherited her traits, so I'll grow, just like her!"

Her confidence wavered as he tugged on her nipple again, the sensation making her gasp, her body betraying her with a rush of pleasure.

Cassius's smirk widened, his fingers still teasing her sensitive buds.

"Maybe..." He said, his tone playful but edged with doubt. "But there's a chance you didn't inherit that trait, and you'll stay like this, perfectly petite, with these beautiful little breasts your children might not appreciate."

Her face paled, the worry intensifying, her heart sinking at the thought of inadequacy.

But just as her anxiety peaked, Cassius pushed her breasts aside, his eyes locking onto hers with a warm, reassuring smile.

"But don't worry, Vivi." He said, his voice softening. "Even if your children don't cherish these, I will."

"...I adore them after all, more than anything. They're utterly irresistible."

He tugged gently on her nipple, eliciting another whimper, her body trembling with a sensual blend of relief and arousal as his words soothed her fears.

His hands continued their exploration, kneading her breasts as he spoke, his voice dropping to a dirty, intimate whisper.

"You know, if I were a child, still craving breast milk, I wouldn't be able to resist you. I'd sneak into your bed at night, peel back your clothes to reveal these perfect little breasts, and suck them all night, even if no milk came."

"...I'd use my tongue, swirling around your nipples, teasing them until you moaned for me."

His words painted a vivid, scandalous image, each syllable stoking the fire in her core, her pussy clenching with a desperate need.

Vivi's breath quickened, her body alight with desire, her maternal instincts blending with a bold, reckless urge. Unable to hold back, she caressed his head, her fingers tightening in his hair as she looked down at him, his face still nestled against her chest.

Treating him like the child he resembled in this moment, she tilted her head, a playful challenge in her eyes.

"T-Then why don't you do it now, Young Master?" She whispered, her voice husky with arousal. "Show me how you'd treat me if you were that little boy...Let me feel it."

Cassius's eyes widened briefly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face at Vivi's bold challenge. Her mischievous tone, laced with an endearing provocation, sparked a delighted smile, his heart quickening at her audacity.

"You really want that, Vivi?" He asked, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "Even as a little boy, I was a lustful devil, you know. My...puberty was something else—rude, insatiable."

"...I'm not sure you could handle that side of me."

His words carried a playful warning, but the glint in his eyes betrayed his eagerness, thrilled by her daring.

Vivi's pulse raced, a thrill of anticipation coursing through her at the promise of his 'devilish' nature. But undaunted, she nodded, her expression shifting to one of playful authority, as if assuming the role of an older sister.

"Go on, then." She said, her voice warm and challenging, a spark of mischief in her eyes. "Show this older sister of yours what you've got. Let's see what you'd do to me in bed."

Her words were a gentle provocation, her tone endearing yet bold, inviting him to push the boundaries further.

Cassius's grin widened, a predatory edge to it as he leaned closer.

"You asked for it."

He murmured, his voice thick with intent and then with a swift, graceful motion, he shifted, climbing fully onto the bed and straddling her hips, his weight a warm, grounding presence.

To heighten the act, he slipped her gown back over her shoulders and draped the blanket over her, creating the illusion of a sleeping figure.

Now, he began to peel back the blanket, revealing her body inch by inch, his eyes drinking in the sight as if uncovering a treasure.

"First..." He said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I'd sneak into your bed while you slept, moving the blanket to reveal this beautiful body beneath."

His hands moved with tender slowness, pulling the blanket down to expose her gown-clad form, the fabric clinging to her slender frame.

"Look at you." He breathed, his tone reverent yet laced with lust. "Even in sleep, you're erotic—your delicate curves, the way the gown hugs your waist, hinting at the treasures beneath. It's enough to drive a boy wild."

His words sent a flush creeping up Vivi's cheeks, her body warming under his gaze, her breath hitching as he played the part with vivid intensity.

Unable to resist, he tugged her gown down once more, the fabric sliding past her shoulders to pool at her waist, baring her upper body to the firelight.

Her small, budding breasts, with their pink nipples, stood exposed, and Cassius's eyes roamed over her with unabashed admiration.

"I wouldn't be able to hold back." He said, his voice thick with desire. "I'd strip my own clothes off, too, just to feel you against me." He mimicked the act, removing some of the buttons of his shirt, though his pants and underwear remained.

His fingers began their exploration, each touch accompanied by a lewd, detailed description that set Vivi's nerves alight. He started at her tummy, his palm flattening against the smooth, pale skin.

"Your stomach..." He murmured, his fingers circling her navel. "So soft, so flat like a canvas begging to be kissed. I'd trace every inch, feeling how it trembles under my touch."

His hand dipped lower, brushing the delicate indent of her navel, and Vivi shivered, a soft gasp escaping her as her core pulsed with heat.

His hands moved upward, cupping her small breasts, his thumbs grazing the tender mounds.

"And these breasts..." He said, his voice a low growl of appreciation. "So perfectly petite, like ripe little fruits. They fit in my hands just right, begging to be squeezed."

He kneaded them gently, his fingers teasing the soft flesh, and Vivi's breath grew shallow, her body arching into his touch despite the flush of embarrassment painting her cheeks.

"Hmm!♡~ Hnnn!♡~ Haughh!♡~"

"And your areolas...." He continued, his thumb circling the pink, sensitive rings. "So delicate, such a soft blush against your skin. They're begging for attention, tightening under my fingers like they want more."

Her nipples, already pert, hardened further as he rolled them between his fingers, his touch both gentle and tender.

"Haughh!♡~ Noo!♡~ Mm!♡~"

"These nipples...." He whispered, his voice dripping with lust. "So tiny, so pink, like little buds waiting to bloom. I'd tease them until you squirmed, Vivi, until you couldn't help but moan for me."

He tugged lightly, eliciting a soft whimper from her, her pussy throbbing with a needy ache as his words and touch wove a spell of arousal around her.

"Hmmm!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Ahnn!♡~"

Cassius's voice grew husky, his eyes darkening with desire as he continued his vivid fantasy, his hands still caressing Vivi's delicate frame.

"Just looking at you like this, Vivi...." He murmured, his gaze dropping to the pronounced bulge in his silk underwear. "...would drive me wild. My boner would be unbearable, straining so hard it'd hurt."

He pointed to the bulge, its size unmistakable, a coiled serpent ready to burst free.

"I mean, just look at it, see how hard I am for you, how much your body turns me on...Just the sight of you makes me ache."

Vivi's breath caught, her eyes locked on the massive bulge, its sheer magnitude both daunting and thrilling. It pulsed visibly against the fabric, a testament to his arousal, and her anticipation spiked, her hidden garden throbbing with a heat that made her squirm.

Cassius's voice dropped lower, a commanding edge to it. "Go on, touch it." He urged, his tone dominant yet enticing. "Feel the tip, Vivi. See for yourself how hard you make me."

Her hand hesitated, trembling with nerves and curiosity, but his gaze, intense and unyielding, pulled her in. Unable to resist, she reached out, her fingers brushing the bulge, the silk barely a barrier between her and the searing heat beneath.

The contact sent a jolt through her, and she began to explore, her touch growing bolder as she traced the outline of his cock. Her fingers glided over the tip, feeling its swollen firmness, then down the shaft, marveling at its unyielding rigidity.

Cassius's hand covered hers, guiding her with a gentle but firm pressure, urging her to feel more, to press harder. The intimacy of it set her ablaze, her pussy clenching with a needy ache as she surrendered to the sensation.

"Feel that?" He asked, his voice a low growl, thick with arousal. "Can you feel how turned on I am for you?...Describe it, Vivi. Tell me what my cock feels like in your hand."

His dominant tone sent a shiver down her spine, her body instinctively submitting to his command, her resistance melting under the weight of his desire.

Her voice quivered, but she obeyed, her fingers still caressing the throbbing length.

"It's...so hard." She whispered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and excitement. "Like iron, pulsing under my touch, so alive it's almost overwhelming. I can't even wrap my hand around it—it's too thick, too powerful."

Her fingers tightened, feeling the veins beneath the silk, the way it twitched with every stroke.

"You're so turned on right now." She added, her voice growing bolder, a teasing lilt emerging as she met his gaze. "You really are a perverted little boy, getting this hard just imagining your older sister."

"...Such naughty thoughts for a supposed child."

Cassius's smile was wicked, his eyes glinting with delight at her boldness and without warning, he slipped her hand beneath the waistband of his underwear, guiding her fingers to his raw, heated cock.

The sudden contact made her gasp, the velvety skin scorching against her palm, its unyielding hardness even more intense without the barrier.

"I can't help it." He purred, his voice dripping with innocence. "With such a sexy older sister around, how could I not be this hard? You just drive me wild, Vivi."

Her heart raced, the raw intimacy of touching his bare cock sending a surge of excitement through her. Her fingers explored, stroking the smooth, pulsing length, her arousal spiking as she marveled at its power.

Emboldened, she tilted her head, a playful smile curving her lips. "What would you do next, then?" She asked, her voice husky with curiosity. "What would this perverted little boy do to his older sister?" Her fingers teased the tip, circling the sensitive head, her confidence growing with every stroke.

Cassius's grin turned feral, his eyes burning with intent.

"At that point." He said, his voice a low, dangerous whisper. "I wouldn't hold back anymore, I'd just do this."

With a swift motion, he leaned down, his mouth capturing one of her tiny, pink nipples. His lips closed around it, sucking fervently, his tongue swirling over the sensitive bud with a relentless intensity.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

The sensation was unbelievable, a bolt of pleasure that ripped a moan from Vivi's throat, her body arching into his mouth.

"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"

She'd always imagined her first experience with such intimacy would be with a future child, nursing at her breast, but now a grown man—a powerful, commanding man was sucking her nipple, and the reality was overwhelming, intoxicating.

"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"

Her hand never left his cock, stroking it with increasing urgency as he lavished her breast, his tongue flicking and teasing, his lips tugging with just enough pressure to make her whimper.

"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

The pleasure was dizzying, her pussy throbbing with a desperate need, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—shock at the audacity, guilt at the impropriety, and an undeniable thrill at being desired so fiercely.

"Young Master." She gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. "You're...too much."

Yet her fingers tightened around his cock, stroking faster, as if urging him on, her body betraying her delight in this forbidden dance...