Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 25 (pt. 1)

When Wei Qing met her gaze, she sensed a strange atmosphere between them.

The nighttime often bred situations that felt off.

After a moment of silence, the other person spoke bluntly.

Her eyebrows curved slightly, and she spoke lightly and directly.

This happened while Wei Qing still couldn’t figure out why the atmosphere grew stranger.

She struggled to maintain her expression and tried to cover the other person’s eyes.

She wanted to say, “You saw wrong.”

But in reality, she couldn’t control herself.

Her eyes dropped, following those light words.

She realized the other person wasn’t wrong.

Her c0ck reacted and rose slightly.

“You seem a bit erect,” the other person said.

While applying medicine, Wei Qing didn’t notice her own reaction.

Perhaps she thought too deeply about inappropriate things.

Anyway, it got hard—slightly hard, but still hard.

When touching the girl’s body, flashes of images appeared in her mind.

Memories from dreams and game scenes mixed with the girl’s subtle seduction.

These stirred faint impulses that surged downward.

This was an adult game, after all, and the girl seemed to seduce her.

Wei Qing’s expression stayed calm, her eyes lowered quietly.

But her mind stormed with thoughts.

Her expression soon faltered.

As the girl’s words landed, the initially subtle bulge bounced twice under their gazes.

After bouncing, its outline became clearer.

Wei Qing’s expression froze slightly.

She began to hate wearing thin, light-colored pants today.

They made this embarrassing situation worse.

The silver-haired girl chuckled lightly.

Her eyes curved innocently and joyfully.

When Wei Qing opened her mouth to say something, a slender hand covered it.

The hand was scar-free; it was slim, pale, and beautiful; its knuckles looked frail.

The hand wrapped around the bulge and stayed still.

The nearly naked girl raised her misty blue eyes and looked at Wei Qing’s expression.

Wei Qing didn’t notice her body stiffening from the bold action.

She trembled—not her whole body, but the disobedient organ between her legs shook.

“You… uh, hmm…” she let out a string of filler words.

Her mouth opened and closed.

She suddenly bit her lip to stop the moan that almost escaped.

The thing swelled more because the girl gripped it lightly.

Pleasure spread, making her waist feel weak.

“Master, it got bigger. Does this feel good for you?” the girl asked in a gentle tone, speaking bluntly.

The sensitive part responded eagerly to the stranger’s touch.

It twitched twice in her hand and hardened more.

After a few more rubs, Wei Qing couldn’t control her slightly rapid breathing.

She tried to steady the situation.

“Wait… wait…” she said.

The girl leaned closer.

Her eyes held strange emotions, red at the edges with charm and seriousness.

Her long lashes fluttered, and her voice softened.

Her other hand released the underwear covering her chest and rested near Wei Qing’s leg.

It resembled the morning’s position.

The underwear fell, leaving the girl’s body fully exposed to Wei Qing’s gaze.

The girl’s pale, lovely br3asts stood out.

Her n1pples perked up; they were red and spreading slightly outward.

“You don’t need to hold back… You can use my body anytime,” she said, continuing to tempt.

Before Wei Qing stood a pale, slender, slightly erotic body.

The girl’s face, with red-tinted eye corners, looked beautiful.

Her misty gray-blue eyes stared, and her thin red lips parted slightly.

“I want you to use my body,” she said.