The Villain Is A Perfect Fit For The Role-Chapter 66

“half.”

Richt snapped his fingers and Ban put down the towel and returned to the front of the sofa. And I knelt at his feet. Abel was standing at the entrance of the annex, staring at the two.

A long, straight finger traced Ban’s cheek. Half of my body was still wet from helping Licht. Maybe that’s why, unlike usual, the feeling of the skin touching each other was new. Richt slightly raised his body and placed his lips on his smooth forehead.

point.

A small sound echoed in the quiet room. Van happily accepted what Richt gave her with downcast eyes. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly looked quite cute.

He kissed my high nose and also my cheek. As I ran a hand through her wet hair and rubbed her jawline, she lifted her head a little more and parted her lips, as she always did. Is it okay for people to be like this? As she looked at it, she felt light-headed.

It’s not something to say to a guy this big, but he’s cute. Richt pressed his lips to his classmate’s. Actually, he wasn’t a good kisser. He started out poorly because he didn’t do it that often.

However, as time passed, Richt gradually became more proficient.

‘He may have very little experience on the peninsula, but he’s strangely skilled.’

Is learning fast? Well, he is a person who has a natural talent for doing things with his body. The lump of flesh that was gently tapping the inside at first begins to move more and more aggressively. Saliva started flowing and I started to feel out of breath. The body that was leaning forward fell backwards.

If it weren’t for the back of the sofa, I might have fallen. A thick waist dug between her legs, and a large hand wrapped around the back of her head.

‘Is it a little dangerous?’

I started to get excited about what I did to provoke Abel. My body began to sag, but my lower body gained strength again.

“master.”

A low voice came out from between lips that had separated for a moment. The voice, which was rougher than usual, sent shivers down my spine. Richt glanced at Abel.

Something red peeks out between tightly clenched fists.

‘You crazy bastard.’

The veins stood out over the muscles and the body was tilted forward. It looked like it was going to rush at any chance.

Wow.

The sound of teeth grinding was heard. But Ban did not look at Abel. She just desperately asked Richt for permission.

“Master, please tell me I can touch you.”

Although he was half a slave, he was not overly servile. In front of others, he has acted as the leader of the knights properly. He collapsed, and the only person he could pray for was Richt. He was very satisfied with that.

Normally, I would have cut it off in moderation. Richt looked at Abel and smiled softly.

“good.”

I wrapped my legs around Ban’s waist and hugged him.

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“You can touch it.”

As soon as permission was given, joy appeared on Ban’s face. This time he kissed her first. It was not a kiss full of deep love, but a kiss that was like a bird pecking softly, suppressing all the emotions. He kept rubbing his lips on her forehead, cheek, and the bridge of her nose. Even though it was just that, I felt like I was going to get eaten.

‘This is a pre-dinner ritual, so to speak.’

Start lightly before filling your stomach. As Richt’s body softened from the light kiss, Van kissed him deeply. He devoured the delicate flesh and inhaled his saliva and breath to the fullest, causing Richt to go limp. Then he licked the nape of her neck and bit on it with his hard teeth.

Although it sometimes leaves kiss marks, this was my first time getting bitten. A small moan escaped me without my knowledge due to the pain. But Ban did not apologize. She just smiled contentedly, baring her teeth.

Red eyes are filled with obsession.

Wow.

I heard the sound of my teeth grinding again, but I ignored it too. A large, warm hand came through the gown. The calloused hands holding the sword were hard and rough.

The hand gently touches the fruit on the rising breast and then rolls it with the fingertips. Before I knew it, my free hand traced my waist and slid down to reach my buttocks. His hand grasped Richt’s buttocks, which were thin overall but were uniquely plump.

“Can I lick it?”

Van dutifully asked permission. Richt rolled his eyes and pondered for a moment. It feels like the atmosphere is becoming strange… … .

‘Can I give permission?’

Sometimes I was allowed to lick it. But I felt like I shouldn’t allow it now.

‘I think my eyes rolled back.’

There was only one reason. Abel, who was in the same space, provoked the class. The fact that it exists without any action is annoying.

“Master, I am your only slave, right?”

A sorrowful question was heard. Van lifted Richt’s hand and rubbed it against his cheek. It was an instant for her desire to refuse to disappear. Can I lick it? Of course not. The modern common sense and standards that were suppressing her desires are slowly collapsing.

The moment Richt was about to give permission, Abel stamped his foot loudly.

‘Is it finally exploding?’

I wasn’t particularly worried about the threat. He was not a man who would give in to his desires and neglect Richt’s safety. Moreover, a wind spirit was hiding nearby. We were staying alone in the annex, but that didn’t mean there was no one guarding us.

Ian was always worried about Richt’s safety, and placed loud-mouthed shadows around the outbuilding. Still, since Abel was such a talented sleeper, her body started to flinch without her knowing. It was an instinctive action.

Richt and Van’s gaze turned to Abel. Van turned her body and blocked Richt’s path. The next moment, something happened that made her believe her eyes.

Abel knelt down on the spot. You did that before, but why now? As he looked at her with puzzled eyes, she slowly crawled towards him. There was no sense of hostility or murderous intent in his appearance.

Abel crawled like a dog and stopped in front of Richt. Van tried to rush in right away, but Richt stopped him.

“wait for a sec.”

I was curious as to what their intention was. Richt still didn’t trust Abel, and couldn’t figure out why this arrogant man was acting like this on the floor. Are you trying to attack me when I am off guard? He thought so, but Abel’s actions were completely different.

“… … master.”

At the sound that came out of Abel’s mouth, I unconsciously opened my eyes.

“If you want, I can act like a slave too.”

Abel’s face was frozen, and his eyes were cold and sunken. Now he was suppressing all his emotions and clinging to Richt.

‘No, you really meant it?’

I didn’t believe it even when I got down on my knees. Richt blinked blankly.

“Are you going to act like a slave?”

“yes.”

really? really? Richt hesitated for a moment and then gave an order.

“Then kiss the top of my foot.”

It was something a slave would do. But Abel, without the slightest hesitation, supported Richt’s feet with his hands. Then he lowered his head. Cold lips touched the top of his feet. It’s different from his class’s lips. My lips were rough, with hangnails, as if I hadn’t taken care of them properly.

Richt raised his hand and covered his face. I shouldn’t be like this, but the corners of my mouth kept twitching, my lips were parting as if they were about to tear, and my stomach was sizzling hot. It felt as if lit charcoal had been placed in it.

‘What does this feel like?’

I couldn’t clearly define it, but there was something I felt for sure.

‘This is what it feels like to be alive.’

It was a feeling that I felt like I could become addicted to.