The Main Character is the Villain

EP 16 – House of 20 Bodies(6)

That evening, when the bandits’ bodies were displayed in the streets, I brought Sieri into my room. Since she commuted to and from the church from my quarters, she stayed in my room at night in comfortable attire. Through her thin pajamas, I could feel the softness of her skin.

Sieri was dressed in pajamas that children would wear. Her shorts ended just above her knees, and the top, with little floral details, highlighted her innocence even more. As soon as she entered the room, I locked the door and embraced her tightly. Flustered, Sieri squirmed and her face turned red.

“M-My Lord?”

“Sieri, today was a really tough day. I witnessed the true face of those merciless bandits and had to take drastic measures to protect our villagers from their harm. Walking the line between a lord and a man of faith has been especially hard today.”

Hearing my words, Sieri gradually stopped resisting. Embracing her from behind, I relished the feel of her slender shoulders and waist. She felt as delicate as a doll.

She awkwardly reached out to comfort me, stretching her arms around me in a soft embrace, filling the air with a sweet scent. I could feel my lower body throb, so I leaned back slightly.

“My Lord, you can lean on me whenever you need….”

“Sieri, can you come over here?”

I held Sieri’s hand and guided her to the bed. Sitting her beside me, I held her hand tightly. As we faced each other, Sieri’s face flushed as red as a beet. Running my hand through her orange hair, I said.

“Sieri, I need you to help me with something.”

“H-how can I help?”

Sieri had no romantic experience. That much was confirmed by her traits. I cupped her cheek and gave her a gentle kiss. No matter how innocent Sieri was, she should know what this meant. She stared at me with wide eyes, touching her lips.

“You know I really like and care for Sieri, right?”

“Yes….”

She responded in a dazed voice, touching her lips. Then I kissed her again. I didn’t push my tongue in though. When I touched her moist lips, I could smell the sweet scent of mille-feuille often served at the Great Celestial Church.

She flinched slightly the first time, but only trembled a bit for the second one. I caressed her hand.

“So, as much as I like Sieri, I want Sieri to do more for me.”

“What… kind of things?”

I took Sieri’s hand and placed it on my lap. She moved her hand without any resistance as I led her. From my knee to my thigh, and then to my p*nis, Sieri felt the large, erect object and hesitated slightly.

I moved her hand to gently stroke my c*ck over my clothes. The soft touch of her palm sent a different kind of pleasure down my spine. Letting out a light sigh, I grabbed the waistband of Sieri’s pants. She looked slightly flustered and tried to grab my hand. I said to her.

“Sieri. Comfort me. It’s too hard.”

“Co-comfort, but this, this is… that…”

“Sieri. You like me, don’t you?”

Sieri nodded at my words, but she still hesitated, holding onto my hand. I didn’t intend to immediately have sex with Sieri today. Lucius’s p*nis was beyond a normal size, and Sieri was slightly thinner than average. If I forced it in, she might die.

I carefully rubbed Sieri’s waist and began pulling down her pants. Her white cotton panties clung to her hips. When I looked in that direction, Sieri pulled her pants back up.

I grabbed her hand that was on my d*ck again and said.

“Sieri. I want you to comfort me.”

“I, I don’t understand what kind of comfort you want, My Lord.”

“Will you give me what I want?”

I asked while persistently trying to pull down Sieri’s pants. Judging by the fact that her favorability didn’t drop on the status window, she was just refusing out of embarrassment.

“That… ah…”

“Sieri?”

“So…”

“Sieri.”

Sieri was hesitating. I was getting aroused by her reluctance. Here I was, about to defile a nun who had never exposed her bare skin in front of anyone.

Meeting my gaze, Sieri lowered her head and let go of her waistband. She asked.

“What… do you want to do?”

I answered.

“First, could you lift your butt a bit?”

Sieri raised her body slightly, making it easier for me to remove her pants. The elastic waistband of her pants slipped down easily to the floor. I could see her pure white panties and smooth thighs. Conscious of her exposed private parts, she tightly pressed her thighs together. The Y-shaped valley formed between her legs and the edge of her panties barely visible under her shirt stimulated my lust.

I also removed my pants and underwear. My erect member was now in front of Sieri’s eyes. As I undressed, Sieri covered her eyes and turned her head away. I took Sieri’s hand and guided it towards my p*nis. Although hesitant, Sieri slowly placed her hand on it.

Both Sieri and I flinched at the unfamiliar sensation. My bulging veins twitched at her touch. Sieri carefully poked and withdrew her fingers, observing it like an interesting animal. I held her wrist and made her grasp my p*nis.

“Hah…”

A small gasp escaped from me. The sight of her slender fingers trembling as they wrapped around my d*ck was enough to satisfy my sense of conquest. I could see her cleavage through her shirt as she slightly bent down while holding my c*ck. I gently stroked Sieri’s @ss over her panties and said.

“Sieri, move your hand.”

“H-how?”

Holding her wrist, I had her move up and down. Her soft and slender fingers glided down my shaft, then pressed against the veins and skin as they moved back up. Her movements were very slow, with a slight pause after each movement, as if she was worried about hurting me.

“You can move faster.”

“L-like this?”

Sieri used her wrist to speed things up a bit. The friction of flesh against flesh sent a lascivious pleasure throughout my body. I stopped massaging Sieri’s buttocks and reached for her thigh. Since Sieri was leaning against me, it was difficult to reach her p*ssy.

Sieri frowned when I put my hand on her thigh, feeling uncomfortable in the position. No matter how I tried to dig inside, I was unable to because it was pressed between her stomach and thigh. I redirected my hand back to her buttocks. This time, instead of massaging the outside, I slipped my hand underneath the bed.

“Uh…”

As I slipped my hand under the bed and caressed her v*lva, Sieri unintentionally clenched her hand. This sent both pressure and pleasure to my slightly squeezed p*nis. As I slowly stroked the mound wedged between her thighs with my fingers, I said.

“Sieri, could you come in front of me?”

“Like this?”

Sieri stood directly in front of me, still holding my c*ck. As she stood there awkwardly, I said.

“Now, move your hand again, just like that.”

Sieri started moving her hand slowly, just as she had before. I slipped my hand between her legs, which had spread open from bending over. I could feel the softness of Sieri’s mound even through her panties. I brushed my hand over and used my fingers to gently rub her slit. Sieri glanced at me with a subtle expression before focusing back on her task.

I could feel her entrance tightly closed through her panties. If I f*cked her now, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it, and it would ruin my relationship with her. So I decided to delay properly taking her until I loosen her up.

In the first place, she had never masturbated before, so she didn’t feel any pleasure from the touch. Rather, she seemed uncomfortable with me rubbing between her legs.

I stopped teasing her v*gina and lowered my hand. I thought my favorability would drop if I did more.

“Sieri. Please go a little faster.”

“Like this much?”

Sieri asked with concern as she picked up her pace. The faint sound of flesh slapping against flesh could be heard with each forceful stroke of her hand. She seemed concerned that her actions might hurt me. That worried expression was so genuine that I had to take another deep breath.

“Ah… I-It’s okay…”

I was on the verge of climax, so I replied with a strained expression. Seeing my face, Sieri seemed like she was about to stop, but I grabbed her shoulder and said.

“Keep going… keep going. Faster…”

Sieri’s hand movements sped up, rapidly stroking my p*nis. Teased mercilessly up and down, my d*ck twitched as if it were about to explode. I let out a groan and breathed heavily. Pre-c*m dribbled down, wetting the base. Sieri looked at the sticky liquid with a troubled expression.

“It’s… It’s okay… it’s because I feel good… keep going… ugh…”

“Ah… Yes…”

The pre-c*m dripping on Sieri’s palm was acting as a lubricant, allowing her hand to move even more smoothly. The slapping sounds grew louder, adding to the heat in the room.

“Ugh…!”

“Ah…!”

C*m erupted from the tip of my d*ck and splattered onto Sieri’s face. She looked dumbfounded at the white liquid on her face and hands. I used magic to wipe it off and said.

“It… It came out because I felt good.”

“Then, did I… That… do it well?”

“Yes, Sieri. You did well.”

I patted Sieri’s back, praising her. She was unsure of what she did,  but she looked pleased that she did well. I told Sieri.

“Sieri, this time we spent together is a secret from others. Do you understand?”

“Yes, My Lord.”