So apparently webnovel loves to fuck things up, so this chapter was lost instead of being posted so here it is I guess :) This is the chapter right before the R-18 scene...
Chill with us!
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His fingers soon came to rest on a certain part of her anatomy, her legs, causing her to squirm slightly.
"Ah..."
"What is it?" Yomite asked, raising an eyebrow curiously.
"It tickles..." Her voice trailed off.
"Is that so?"
His index finger traced the curve of her spine, causing her to moan softly.
When he continued to explore her body, Amy's breath quickened.
"...Yomite, this feels really nice..." Amy sighed happily, tilting her head upwards slightly to look at him.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." He replied before planting gentle kisses along her exposed neck, the softness of her skin almost melting into his lips.
His hands were now resting on her shoulders, the tips of his thumbs pressing down ever so slightly.
Suddenly, something caught his attention.
An odd symbol carved onto her skin.
As he stared, his curiosity got the better of him, "What is this? A tattoo?"
"Huh?!" Her face suddenly reddened, pulling away from his grasp.
It was without a doubt, a purple black tattoo of wings on her back .
"I-I-I...uh..n..no..!"
It was impossible not to notice the dark red shade spreading across her fair skin, which brought a wide smile to his face.
"I'm sorry, Amy, I didn't know you would be uncomfortable about it..."
"...It's fine...it's not something I'd normally show anyway...I...just don't want people to see it…" Her voice trembled slightly.
"It looks cute though...it suits you perfectly. I like it very much. I can't believe I haven't noticed it before."
"I...made it myself."
"Made it yourself? But how did you manage to do that? It's on your back after all."
"Well...ummm..." Amy sighed, "It was a challenge and it took some time..."
"I see. So what does it represent?"
"..."
"Amy?"
"It's..." she hesitated, "...It doesn't represent anything...I just..."
Amy sighed and placed her hand atop Yomite's arm.
"I just wanted to have a tattoo, because you had one..."
Yomite looked at her in bewilderment.
"You have a dragon tattoo on your arm...so I was thinking that maybe I could have a tattoo as well...so that we had something in...common..."
Amy buried her face in her hands, unable to keep looking at him as she spoke.
The amount of shame that washed over her was almost unbearable.
Why would she even bring up that embarrassing memory?
If the situation wasn't like this right now, she would've slapped herself right now for bringing it up.
Not long after Fischl joined his party, she couldn't sleep at night, thinking about all the new interesting people she met.
But especially about him.
Not only did he let her join the party, he was also kind to her, and he even understood what she was saying while other people were confused about her cryptic language.
As a sign of making her first real friend, she stayed up all night and made this tattoo as a stain of the evil lord, congratulating her on making a friend.
She didn't think much of it since Yomite had one that was much bigger in size compared to hers, and it wasn't like anybody would ever see it.
Little did she know that within time, this tattoo held a much deeper meaning, now that they've entered a relationship...
(...Incredibly embarrassing!)
Amy shook her head slightly to try and shake that embarrassing memory away, yet that only made her embarrassed and even more anxious.
However, her sudden confession caused Yomite's jaw to fall open.
"Just because of...me?" His voice was filled with disbelief, but mostly shock due to her admission.
Her blush spread throughout her entire face as she nodded.
"Yeah...you were my first ever friend...and I felt happy, happy that I finally found somebody that truly cared about me... please... let's not talk about it or else I might faint out of shame..."
Hearing what she said, his facial expression quickly softened.
Yomite turned her around on his lap so she was facing him and leaned towards her.
Without saying anything, he planted a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I love you."
"...I-I love you too...Uwaah!?"
Before Amy knew what was happening, Yomite removed the white towel that covered most of her body and slid his hand to cup her rear cheek, holding her steady as he leaned in closer towards her.
He pressed his lips against Amy's in a slow yet passionate kiss, his tongue swiping across her lower lip and sliding inside her mouth to deepen their embrace.
Their tongues danced against each other's for a brief moment before Yomite pulled away.
A light pink shade decorated the young girl's cheeks. Her eyes were to his, waiting anxiously for the inevitable next move to happen.
Amy instinctively raised one of her arms up and rested her hand on his chest, gently caressing his skin with her palm while still gazing into her boyfriend's eyes intently, awaiting his response.
He observed every little detail about her.
From her bright emerald eyes, to her long eyelashes, to the tip of her nose.
Everything about Amy seemed so delicate, yet sexy and enticing at the same time.
Yomite then brought his thumb to stroke the bottom corner of her lips ever so slightly.
It seemed like she liked the sensation, as she parted her lips slightly, allowing him to slide his thumb through and caress her tongue.
Her breathing became more ragged with each passing second; he was taking his sweet time, teasing her gently as he drew little circles around the tip of her tongue.
"So beautiful..." His voice sounded almost hypnotic.
This was undoubtedly the most intimate thing he had done to her up till now.
"...Yomite—"
All of a sudden, Yomite pulled back, leaving a shocked Amy behind.
Her hair fell loosely around her shoulders, cascading down onto his exposed chest, his large hands gently grasping her waist and pulling her closer.
As he did this, Yomite became very conscious of the fact that his erection was now pressing against Amy's lower half, causing him to wince inwardly.
But he knew that this moment would be short lived; as she leaned against him, her petite breasts brushing against his bare chest, the need to satisfy his primal instinct to possess her, overwhelmed him.
In a desperate attempt to ignore the growing discomfort in his groin and the desire to ravish her right then and there, he focused on Amy's soft body and the way her eyes gazed dreamily up at him.
"I-I think we should get out of the water and rest somewhere..." Amy whispered breathlessly.
"Hm?"
Her cheeks reddened, she had been hoping that her words would not make her feel embarrassed, but she knew that she was probably going too far...
Thankfully, he didn't seem to mind and merely nodded his head.
"Okay, anything you want."
Yomite lifted her off of his lap and both of them left the spring carefully, making sure not to slip on the wet ground.
He tried to calm himself down in the meantime.
As they exited the spring, his hand intertwined with Amy's own, the two of them headed towards a room they were given an access to...
