I did not freeze, nor did I show my surprise, instead meeting Theresa’s gaze with calmness. This decision will end up affecting her for the rest of her life.
I have to make sure it is what she wants.
“I already talked with Kiana. She told me to come to you, to hear you out.”
“Kiana..?” Her expression turned to confusion, and then embarrassment. “How did she know..?”
Seeing her reddened face and stuttering words, it was no wonder Kiana saw through her. Out of everyone I have met, Theresa was the most expressive!
“S-so she already…”
“Yes.” I paused, giving her ample time to process things, before proceeding, “I want to ask you… if you are certain of it. Your choice.”
“I am sure.”
Contrary to my expectations, Theresa answered very decisively.
“I want to be with you, if it means spending time with you, kissing you, or tasting your cooking…”
It was my turn to be startled. The more reasons she listed out, the more I found her affection to be deeper than I thought. I didn’t know she was already plotting for my cooking!
Back then, I came with Kiana during their family reunion. Everyone brought a bunch of cooked meals, but ultimately, everyone decided mine was the winner. When Siegfried asked me to cook more, I ended up cooking for the entire reunion.
Unfortunately, my coma cut it short.
I did not expect Theresa to think about it, still. Even after processing these thoughts, she hasn’t stopped speaking of her reasons. It made me feel extremely guilty. I only thought of making sure Theresa won’t regret this choice… this life where she had to share affection with others. I underestimated, borderline disregarded, the resolve she possessed.
I stepped towards her, hugging Theresa with both arms.
“...or letting you do my hair too…?”
She looked upwards, her gaze lingering on my eyes, as she flashed an expectant look.
I did not leave her hanging. My lips closed in onto hers, tasting the faint sweetness laced on it. Her chest pressed against mine, deforming visibly due to their large size. Both of her hands went to my collar, pulling me to her side. The tip of her tongue soon pried my mouth open, initiating a deep kiss. This time, however. Himeko wasn’t here to interfere, nor was it a result of her drunkenness.
Theresa’s scarlet-red pupils remained dazzlingly clear, shining with conviction I only saw on Kiana’s beautiful eyes. I let her do her clumsy kisses, sometimes missing my tongue altogether. Occasionally, I also touched her sharp canines with my tongue, prompting her eyes to widen in shame.
A tinge of red emerged on her entire face as well as her ears. It is particularly noticeable, more so with her creamy-white skin and matching white hair. True to the Kaslana’s tradition, however, she wasn’t one to simply concede. Her clumsiness receded the longer the kiss lasted. I did not do anything major, merely guiding her attempts. I took the role of a professional teacher, but to others, it meant being a scumbag.
After a long time, Theresa separated first. Thin strings of silver saliva appeared between our mouth, with more drool escaping the tip of her mouth. Her hands remained on my collar.
From my sight, the vast expanse of her chest became particularly noticeable. Her black gothic dress has detached black sleeves, exposing her shoulders alongside it.
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I could not see anything beneath, then again, because of her large chest.
In her dazed look, I momentarily saw Kiana’s image. I was quick to shake it off quickly, however. Kiana is Kiana. Theresa is Theresa. I cannot project Kiana to Theresa, as it removes any form of sincerity I have towards the two of them!
Seemingly sensing my guilty look, her right hand cupped my left cheek.
“You are kind… too kind I wondered if I deserved it… your attention.” Tears started welling from her eyes, both from joy and anxiety. “So don’t feel guilty, okay?”
“...Yes.”
My chest felt stifled, suffocated, even. The weight of her affection was heavy, but it is why I felt a surge of determination to carry it. Improving myself to the point of receiving my wives’ full affection was my greatest goal, after all. The story I wanted to have was none other than ours.
Ours and ours alone.
It was my turn to take the initiative. I lowered my head and kissed her lips. I did not hesitate to show the experience of a married man, intruding upon her mouth. The tip of my tongue went to the sensitive points I knew by heart. Every time I struck on, I felt her entire body tremble, as if electrified.
Both of my hands moved to her waist while the kisses ensued. I felt the soft, thin fabric on her waist. Her toned stomach was half-visible under its translucency along with a portion of her waist. Elegance and sensuality are combined, complementing her great beauty.
My hands did not remain on her waist. It steadily moved downwards, up until it reached her buttocks. The thick, layered black and red skirt covered her bottom. Still, it could not hide the plump shape of her buttocks.
“Mn…”
I let go of Theresa’s mouth. Her expectant look grew stronger as her breathing turned heavier. The flush on her face deepened, her eyes turning more dazed.
“I want to do it… sex.”
Her soft tone carried a portion of her shame. Still, her eyes did not break free from our contact, earnestly pleading to me.
So I gave it to her.
“Wah..?”
I swiftly carried her in a princess-style, scooping her legs with my right arm and her back with my left. We formally entered Himeko’s living room.
“Are there any rooms here?” I asked.
“Except for Himeko’s, there are none.”
…
Ah?
I became dumbfounded. I stared at Theresa whose eyes widened. She, too, realized what kind of mistake she had made.
“L-let’s go to my house…”
I did not respond immediately. One look at her revealed her desires—they were overflowing. Theresa is undoubtedly turned on at this moment, and moving out like this would kill this mood.
I don’t want her first time to be bad.
“No need.” I pointed to the nearby sofa with my eyes. “Can’t we do it here?”
“H-here? But…”
“I can take care of its aftermath.”
My Dao of All Creation isn’t a joke. Removing trivial stuff like stains and traces of yin and yang qi was easy for it. The only one I have to apologize for was Himeko, but given her attitude earlier, I have a feeling she expects this to happen. After all, why would she leave us alone in a jiffy?
“Alright…”
Receiving Theresa’s response, I knew it was time to give what she asked me to…