Chapter 324

Lumel approached. He had discarded the gown draped over his body and stood completely naked.

That nakedness, as pure as the day he was born.

However, it seemed too alluring to be purely innocent—precisely designed to stir desire in others.

Aslan watched this with a mix of surprise and unease, narrowing his eyes.

His body appeared to be an embodiment of lust itself—a devilish figure meant to tempt.

His long legs were smooth and hairless, a result of careful maintenance.

From those legs upward, there were chiseled abs—smooth and slender.

And above that, two abnormally large protrusions rested.

Lumel’s physique was perfectly shaped to awaken carnal desires.

Seeing this approach, Aslan turned away from Lumel’s provocative allure.

But before he could fully turn, Lumel spoke.

“Is it not allowed?”

The question was obvious. Aslan wanted to respond but couldn’t decide what to say, so he remained silent.

Lumel likes Aslan.

Aslan knows this well.

Lumel also knows about Aslan’s relationship with Angie, and Aslan is aware that this secret has been uncovered.

In such a situation, any excuse would only seem pathetic.

In fact, if anything, it had already become awkward when Aslan tried to justify himself regarding the oil earlier.

Thus, Aslan merely managed to utter one hesitant word after opening his mouth.

“Are you okay with this?”

The question, though seemingly innocent, carried clear intent. However, instead of scolding, Lumel embraced Aslan from behind.

The sensation of touch made Aslan stiffen momentarily. Lumel pressed his cheek against Aslan’s broad back.

Gently sniffing, Lumel took in the scent. The masculine aroma that once lingered on Aslan had now vanished.

Yet excitement still remained.

Lumel happily noticed both the faint remnants of Aslan’s natural body scent and the lingering smell of the oil he used.

Still embracing tightly, their naked bodies intertwined as Lumel pressed his nipples against Aslan’s back.

Through the contact, Aslan could feel Lumel’s heartbeat.

Beyond the sensation of nipples against his back, Aslan felt the rhythm of Lumel’s heart.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

The heavy heartbeat echoed like a symbol of arousal. With his cheek still resting on Aslan’s back, Lumel exhaled lightly.

Contrasting with Aslan’s troubled expression at the fullness pressing against his back, Lumel spoke.

“It’s not alright.”

An unexpected response. Aslan momentarily froze, and Lumel added:

“Angie being so proactive must definitely be my fault. But… if I’m going to be cut in line like this, I would have done everything possible to prevent her from knowing.”

Muttering these words, Lumel kissed the back of Aslan’s neck, stopping him from responding.

A wet kiss met Aslan’s neck, slick with water and oil.

This heated sensation caused Aslan to shiver.

“So, it’s not alright. I want to do this with Aslan too. In fact, wouldn’t it be strange not to want this with someone you love?”

Unlike his usual shy demeanor, Lumel calmly confessed his desires.

Watching this, Aslan thought perhaps Lumel had a high libido.

After all, Lumel had often carried around and read slightly risqué adventure novels and was prone to vivid fantasies.

While Aslan was lost in these thoughts, Lumel released the embrace and stepped forward.

“Not yet, though. First, I’ll make you want me more.”

Stepping into the bathtub, Lumel swirled the water with his long legs and sat beside Aslan.

The thighs pressed against the edge of the tub, the breasts gently swaying with inertia.

At the sight, Aslan’s erection reacted.

With a smirk, Lumel glanced down and said,

“It looks even more lewd than I imagined.”

Tracing the erect member with his index finger, Lumel continued,

“Can I observe for a moment before I seduce you further?”

Unable to respond, Aslan’s embarrassment seemed evident. Understanding this, Lumel grinned mischievously.

“Please bear with the embarrassment.”

Before Aslan could formulate a reply, Lumel lightly grasped his erection.

At the soft touch, Aslan relaxed his tensed shoulders and exhaled deeply.

Observing Aslan’s reaction, Lumel began to explore slowly, analyzing.

Texture. Though firm overall, certain areas were surprisingly softer. For instance, the tip.

Lumel liked the tip, especially how it stimulated imagination.

He wondered what it would feel like scratching the inside with this end and smiled dreamily.

Next came the shape.

Though Lumel wasn’t particularly knowledgeable in this area, Aslan’s form clearly seemed designed to delve deep into a woman’s interior.

Slightly curved, Lumel found it satisfying and gently rubbed it.

Lumel enjoyed seeing Aslan exhale each time he stroked.

Then came the temperature and stickiness.

The erection was shockingly hot.

It felt like it might burn if inserted inside.

Though experienced in theory, Lumel’s thoughts reflected the innocence of a virgin.

Perhaps due to the oil spread by Lumel’s hand, a subtle sticky sensation remained.

“Though disgusting, it’s much more lewd than I imagined.”

Engrossed, Lumel continued to fondle the erection. Aslan, unaware, let out a voice involuntarily.

“Lumel…”

Hearing his name called out desperately, Lumel paused his exploration with a small gasp.

Realizing his mistake, Lumel withdrew his hand and stood up, smiling sheepishly.

“I can’t enjoy alone, right? Since it’s seduction…”

Then she straddled Aslan.

Sitting closely, Lumel pressed herself against him.

In this intimate position, Lumel raised her other hand.

The bottle of oil she held.

Much larger than the one she had applied to her head earlier, she opened it dramatically and smeared the sticky oil all over her body.

“Ah, this is even better than I thought…”

The sight surpassed her imagination.

Her ample, well-shaped breasts glistened as the oil flowed down.

Droplets trickling into the bath, Lumel stared entranced at her own chest.

Thereafter, her hands did not stop.

Lumel meticulously covered every corner of her body with oil. Her purpose was glaringly obvious.

Due to their close proximity, some droplets slipped off her body and landed on Aslan. The areas where they touched became coated with Lumel’s body oils.

Then Lumel moved even closer to Aslan, demonstrating her intentions openly.

Covered in sticky oil from head to toe, Lumel embraced Aslan.

“Stay still, and I’ll make you feel good.”

Grinning slyly, she pressed her breasts against Aslan.

The weight of her thighs provided a pleasant pressure, while her breasts swept across Aslan’s abs and chest, creating a delightful heaviness.

Using her entire body like a towel, Lumel spread the oil over Aslan’s body.

Her movements were unbearably sensual.

Her eyes, burning with lust, never left Aslan, and her breathy touches made Aslan’s erection react enthusiastically.

While applying oil to Aslan’s body, Lumel also performed a light massage.

Though not professional, it effectively heightened arousal.

“Your body is impressive…”

Especially effective in stimulating Lumel’s libido.

Lumel’s fingers pressed firmly into Aslan’s abs, occasionally rubbing his chest.

“How did you build such a body?”

Admiration and desire filled her gaze as she asked.

“Maybe it just happened naturally through fighting?”

“No, it’s because I trained under Budonggong.”

Embarrassed by discussing this in such a situation, Aslan replied sheepishly. Lumel chuckled and said,

“I should thank Budonggong then.”

Before Aslan could wonder what exactly she was thanking for, Lumel’s hand slid down from his abs and grasped his erection.

Stroking with oil-slicked strokes, the sudden caress made Aslan flinch. Lumel looked at him with half-lidded eyes.

Not furrowing his brows or showing irritation, but rather a drowsy gaze. Lumel questioned teasingly,

“How do you find my body?”

Caught off guard by the sudden question, Aslan hesitated, during which Lumel smiled and continued,

“You can describe it lewdly if you wish. Honesty is fine too. I’ve always known you look at my chest… When I bow, you’re watching my ass, aren’t you?”

“Uh, that…”

“Shh, it’s alright. I’m not blaming you. Just…”

Placing her finger on Aslan’s lips attempting to explain, Lumel leaned closer and whispered,

“The mercenaries would have beaten me up, but since it’s Aslan looking, I let it slide. So, let me ask: How does my body look to you, Aslan?”

Displaying her chest proudly against Aslan’s chest, Lumel smiled mysteriously.

“Better than you imagined?”

Leaving a soft touch, she interlaced her fingers with Aslan’s.

“Worse than you imagined?”

She guided the interlocked hands to her chest.

“Or exactly as you imagined?”

Releasing the grip, Aslan’s hand rested on her breast.

Lumel, flushed, leaned back slightly, exposing her chest as if inviting a touch.

As if asking for a proper inspection.

Following the intention, Aslan observed Lumel’s nudity.

And Aslan was slightly surprised while doing so.

“Wow, it goes inward?”

Because this was the first time seeing inverted nipples.

“Is it weird?”

Lumel fidgeted, possibly embarrassed by the shape, but her following words made Aslan honestly aroused.

“Every time I wash, I get a bit excited.”

Lifting her chest slightly, Lumel revealed the plump areola.

Running her finger along the straight seam etched into the areola, Lumel muttered,

“Like this…”

The horizontal line traced by her finger. Her breathing soon became rough.

With Aslan’s hand beneath her breast, Lumel played with her nipple as if masturbating, engrossed.

Focused on extracting her hidden nipple from within the areola, Lumel’s expression was intense, and Aslan’s erection responded to the lewd scene.

This continued until Lumel looked down at the erection, pleased by the unintended reaction.

“Do you want to touch?”

Rather, I’d prefer if you touched me.

Whispering this, the playful act ceased, and Aslan, hypnotized, brought his hand to her breast.

As he approached, Lumel’s breathing grew heavier, contrasting with Aslan swallowing the saliva pooling in his mouth.

Then he touched Lumel’s breast.

Gently cupping, rubbing, kneading.

Thoughts of comparison arose while touching.

Unavoidable, considering the most recent breast he had touched, Aslan compared despite feeling guilty.

If Angie’s breast felt firm and packed, Lumel’s was plush and soft enough to sink his fingers into.

Whereas Angie’s firmness lacked a sense of weight, Lumel offered substantial weight that overwhelmed his hand.

Despite little difference in size, the texture contrast was stark.

The satisfying sensation led Aslan to knead Lumel’s breast thoroughly.

While Aslan massaged, Lumel stroked his hair, creating a serene atmosphere.

Naturally, Aslan’s hand moved toward the nipple.

“Hmm.”

A slight moan escaped Lumel as Aslan inserted his finger into the areola, feeling the erect nipple inside.

The slightly hidden nipple. Its bumpy texture. The ticklish sensation as it grazed the tip of his finger prompted Aslan to withdraw his finger and squeeze the areola.

A loud moan followed—”Ugh.”

Startled, Aslan flinched, but Lumel shook her head.

“Don’t tease me too much…”

Though saying this, Lumel’s expression melted like warm butter.

Restless, her thighs rubbed together, emitting a sticky sound.

The pubic hair tinged with brown glistened, damp with moisture.

Comprehensively speaking, there was no reason for Aslan to stop.

Unconsciously swallowing saliva, Aslan focused on touching the nipple.

Looking at Lumel’s face, he repeatedly squeezed and touched.

Until the hidden nipple finally emerged from the areola, Lumel sucked her finger and panted.

“Aslan…”

Her wet, brown eyes brimmed with lust.

Aslan likely mirrored the same gaze.

In a situation where any further excuses would be meaningless, Aslan silently rolled the nipple between his fingers.

From the erection, through the spine, reaching the brain.

The undeniable arousal coursed through Aslan’s body, making it restless.

Lumel anticipated this desire.

Anticipating, she glanced down at Aslan’s erection.

Jiggling, vividly expressing Aslan’s arousal.

Lumel stared intently at it for a moment, then rose unsteadily on trembling legs.

“Just wait a moment. Now…”

What was she about to do? Despite Aslan’s curious gaze, Lumel paid no heed, stepping out of the bathtub and picking up the gown.

Already soaked with water and oil, the gown clung to her body, revealing everything underneath.

Certainly, it looked lewd, but why?

Aslan’s puzzled expression lasted briefly before Lumel lifted the hem.

Her legs exposed, her femininity revealed, the brown pubic hair moist and shiny, her abs and lower chest unveiled—only then did Lumel stop.

Only then did Aslan understand her intention.

True to her intention, Lumel picked up the oil bottle and poured it into the valley between her breasts.

As the bottle emptied, the sticky oil accumulated in Lumel’s cleavage.

Startled, Aslan flinched, while Lumel gazed at him with a mysterious eye.

Their eyes meeting, Lumel pressed her exposed breasts together, rubbing them to prepare them stickily.

When they reached the perfect state, she stopped and approached.

Unable to look away from the squelching sound of her breasts, Lumel spoke.

“Would you like to use it?”

“Aslan, why the clothes…?”

“Isn’t this more lewd?”

Since I’m seducing you anyway. Though her additional words carried a hint of embarrassment, it only heightened Aslan’s excitement.

This excitement was unmistakably visible in his naked state.

Lumel noticed this and approached brightly, sitting in the bathtub.

Turning her body to reveal her breasts to Aslan, she spoke.

Words undoubtedly absent from any novel she had read.

“Would you like to use Lumel’s milk slit?”

“Is it appropriate for a lady to say such vulgar things?”

“But you seem excited hearing it, don’t you?”

Frustrated, Aslan shut his mouth, and Lumel giggled watching him.

Thus, Aslan had no right to refuse. Even if he had, he likely wouldn’t have.

Starting from her lower section, Aslan pushed his erection inside, enjoying the soft sensation of her oiled breasts squeezing him.

The gripping pressure akin to a firm grasp, combined with the sticky sensation of the oil. Alongside this, the palpitations and body heat were also felt.

The pleasurable tactile sensation made Aslan’s hips move instinctively, causing Lumel to grin widely.

“Does it feel good?”

During Aslan’s thrusts into her breasts, Lumel didn’t remain idle.

She dribbled saliva into her cleavage or, unable to contain her restlessness upon watching Aslan pant, teased her lower abdomen or even her vulva.

Enjoying Aslan’s ragged breath with an expression of helplessness, she pressed her breasts hard to stimulate him.

With no way to resist Lumel’s stimulation, Aslan succumbed.

To the warm, soft yet forceful pressure.

“Ugh.”

Ultimately, Aslan ejaculated inside her breasts.

“Ahh, it’s jiggling uncontrollably…”

Delighted under her breath, Lumel squeezed her breasts to enhance the stimulation.

The remaining semen in her vagina surged with just that action.

After a prolonged ejaculation ended with Aslan’s thrusting ceasing, Lumel pulled up her gown to reveal her cleavage soaked with semen, oil, and her saliva.

The vivid scene—the breasts gleaming wetly and stickily, all the way to the erection still jiggling amidst it.

The image was crystal clear.

Lumel absorbed this vivid image into her eyes and scanned her cleavage with a visibly lustful gaze.

The semen dripping messily. Lumel licked it up, smiling mischievously.

An utterly enchanting smile.

Lumel’s voice was equally enchanting as her smile.

“Would you like to do it again?”

Aslan couldn’t respond, and Lumel glanced knowingly at the erection resting in her cleavage.

“Ah.”

Then she sucked on her semen-coated fingers while smiling.

“Let’s move to the bed.”

That smile.

Deep within it lay a fervent affection.