He reached out gently, cupping her breast in one hand. She gasped, body twitching beneath him as he ran his thumb in a slow circle around her nipple.

"My Lord…" she whispered, voice trembling.

"I know," he said, kissing the curve just beneath.

Venya looked away, cheeks flaming.

"Don't hide," he murmured. "Let me see you."

His mouth closed around her nipple before she could answer.

She cried out softly—half surprise, half pleasure—arching into him. His tongue moved in slow, tender swirls, teasing the hardened bud while his other hand traced lazy paths down her side, to the curve of her hip. Her back arched higher as he suckled, eyes fluttering shut, her fingers tangling in his hair.

He suckled gently, letting his tongue flick against her, then pulled back only to kiss lower, then return to the other breast, giving it the same slow attention.

Venya whimpered "My Lord! Please…" Pressing her vagina entrance on his tip.

Aiden grinned, "Alright!"

With a slow, deliberate movement, he pushes himself into her—warmth meeting warmth, her body welcoming him like it had always been meant to. They gasped together at the first joining. Her eyes fluttering shut, arms tightening around each other.

She felt her hymen tearing apart as he pushed inside her.

She was wet and tight, soft and clinging. He sank deeper, inch by inch, savoring the slow drag, until he was fully buried inside her.

They held still, their hearts pounding against each other.

Venya whimpered softly. "My Lord feel so… deep…"

He kissed her again—mouths open, hot, tasting each other as his hips began to move.

Slow. Deep. Each thrust deliberate, savoring the way her body responded—tightening around him, trembling, moaning with each stroke. Her breasts bounced with his movements, the nipples still swollen and red from his attention.

He lowered his head again, latching onto one, suckling it with the same rhythm as his thrusts, feeling her entire body quiver with each pass of his tongue.

"M-My Lord…!"

"You're so sensitive here," he murmured, flicking his tongue over her nipple, then sucking hard enough to make her cry out.

She was overwhelmed—her hips rising to meet him, her hands scratching down his back. Every inch of her body was alive with sensation, her inner walls gripping him tighter every time he hit that perfect spot.

And then his hand moved between them, fingers brushing her clit with practiced ease.

Her back arched. "Oh, My Lord—!"

"I've got you," he whispered, hips moving faster now, each thrust pressing her into the mattress.

He watched her fall apart—eyes wide, mouth open in a silent scream, her body clenching so tight around him it dragged him over the edge too.

Her crimson vein pulsed like indicator of her pleasure.

"Ahh~... Ahh~... Nghh~..." Venya moaned.

Aiden increases his pace, hitting every sweet spot he remembered.

"Harder... Harder..." Venya cried.

Her hands threaded into his hair as he kissed his way toward her boobs rising to meet me. He licked over one nipple, then sucked it deep into his mouth, his tongue circling before letting his teeth graze her. She arched so hard the sheets nearly pulled free beneath them.

"Yes!" she gasped. "My Lord… Venya—ahh~—!"

He sucked the other one harder, leaving a red ring around the soft flesh.

"You want to be wrecked?" He whispered.

"Yes. Yes. Please don't stop—"

He didn't.

"Venya love this…" she gasped. "Venys love when My Lord go wild with Venya."

"Always," He growled, thrusting her hard enough that they both saw stars.

He changed positions in a blur, lifting her legs over his shoulders and slamming back into her with full force. She cried out, back arching, hands slamming into the headboard.

Her body clenched tight.

She was close.

So was he.

But he slowed, holding himself deep and grinding into her. She whimpered, trying to move, but he pinned her down, kissing her ribs, her stomach, every inch of skin he hadn't touched yet.

"Stay still," He murmured. "Let me love all of you."

She sobbed with the pleasure of it.

When he finally resumed thrusting, he did it slow, but devastating. Her legs trembled. Her whole body shook.

She wanted more.

And he gave her more.

His hands massaged her boobs, her hips, her thighs. Every part of her that screamed for attention received it—kissed, bitten, worshipped.

"You're mine," He told her, thrusting deep again.

"Venya is My Lord's," She sobbed. "Forever."

When they finally reached the peak, it wasn't an explosion.

It was a detonation.

Venya threw her head back in pleasure, eyes rolling back. A loud moan escaped her lips. Her body trembled in pleasure.

Aiden filled her to the brim. Venya clinching around him, milking him for whatever he was worth.

Aiden collapsed on top of her, careful not to crush her.

They were both breathless, sweat dripping from their skin.

Her boobs rose and fell with every breath. Aiden pushed of her, to her side. Both turned toward eachother.

Venya had a satisfied look on her face, smiling toward her.

Venya cupped his face, leaning in to kiss him, lookong exhausted.

Aiden kissed back, then nibbed on her lower lip.

When they broke apart, Venya pulled toward him, snuggling him.

Venya clung to him, pressing her body close until there was no space left between them."Venya love My Lord," she whispered softly, her breath warm against his chest.

"I love you, too." He murmured back, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight.

They stayed like that, tangled together, skin to skin, until the rhythm of their breathing slowed and steadied.

Snuggled close, they melted into each other's warmth, and before long, sleep claimed them both.

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The moonlight spilled through the curtains, soft and blue. On the far side of the big bed, Ivy slept curled up with Fluffynugget pressed against her chest, the little fur-ball making a soft "Mii~" snuggling closer.

Zera and Vegia lay side by side on the other half of the bed, the blanket drawn up just enough to keep the cool air off. Zera rolled onto her side, resting her head on one hand and facing Vegia with a sly smile, the gentle curve of her cleavage just visible beneath the loose fall of her gown.

Zera grinned. "You're thinking about him again, aren't you?"

Vegia turned toward her, startled. "W-What? No, I—"

"Oh, please," Zera chuckled, leaning in close so her neckline shifted, offering Vegia a teasing view of her cleavage. "Don't play dumb. The memory we got from the Hero."

Vegia's cheeks went pink instantly. "D-Don't remind me…" she murmured, looking away.

Zera smirked. "I still can't believe it. The Hero himself kissed me. Right there. Just—boom."

Vegia made a tiny squeak and hid half her face under the blanket. The movement loosened the neckline of her gown, offering a glimpse of her cleavage, "Z-Zera! Stop saying that!"

"Why?" Zera teased, leaning closer until her gown slipped further, revealing a little more of her cleavage, "Unless you're jealous."

Vegia's blush deepened. "I-I'm not—"

"Oh, you so are." Zera nudged her shoulder. "Come on, admit it. You like him."

Vegia bit her lip, looking everywhere but Zera. Her voice came out small, fidgeting with a loose thread. "...I do."

Zera grinned like a cat who just found cream. "Knew it. Then why don't you tell him?"

Vegia blushed, her words came out short. "Because… I'm bad with words. And I always act too serious around him. He probably thinks I'm boring."

Zera burst out laughing. "Boring? You? Oh, girl, you have no idea how that man looks at you."

Vegia blinked. "W-What do you mean?"

"He totally checks you out," Zera murmured shamelessly, "You're tall, confident, gorgeous—like, seriously."

Her finger starting at Vegia's plump hips, "These hips, perfect for child birth," Then gliding upward in a slow, deliberate stroke. She gave a playful poke before letting her hand wander on her gown.

Her touch lingered over Vegia's boobs, pressing against the soft flesh, "These boobs," Her finger then slid right into the warm dip of her cleavage, brushing the exposed skin where the fabric had fallen open.

With a wicked grin, Zera hooked a finger into the neckline, tugging it just low enough to reveal more of that deep, shadowed cleavage. At the same time, the movement pulled her own gown slightly, exposing more of her own curves to Vegia in an unspoken dare. "This body? He's not blind, trust me."

Vegia gasped, her hands instinctively flying up to push Zera's hand away and pull her gown back into place. The movement only momentarily closed the gap at her neckline before slipping again, giving another teasing glimpse. "Z-Zera!" she stammered, her face flushing a deep crimson. "D-Don't do that!"

Zera just laughed harder, her shoulders shaking in a way that made her cleavage shift. "You should've seen his face when you call him 'Sir.' I thought the poor man was gonna melt."

"Zeraaa…" Vegia whined, her voice muffled behind her hands, shoulders curling forward so the gown shifted away again, revealing the faint line of her cleavage.

"Fine, fine," Zera said, waving her hand with mock innocence. "But don't blame me if someone else steals him, again."

Vegia peeked out from behind her fingers. "You mean… you?"

Zera paused, pretending to think. "Hmm… I mean, he is a hero. Handsome, strong, brave, popular—what girl wouldn't want that? And that kiss… oof. Still makes my head spin."

Vegia sighed dramatically, shifting in her pillow so the neckline fell back into place. "You're impossible."

Zera chuckled, her gown slipping just enough for Vegia to see another soft curve. "Takes one to know one."

The two fell silent for a moment. Ivy mumbled in her sleep, hugging Fluffynugget tighter.

Then Vegia whispered, "...Maybe someday I'll tell him."

Zera smiled softly. "Well... Even if you don't. He'll do it."

They laughed quietly, their giggles melting into the soft rhythm of the night.

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END OF CHAPTER : 121 : VENYA'S FIRST TIME!

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A/N: Finally, the smut ended for now. Next stop, main story.

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