Julius flicked the back of her head with his fingers.
“Ow! What was that for?!”
“You know what you did.”
“Couldn’t you have smacked my ass or slapped my tits?”
At the corner of his eyes, he could see the maid shaking her exposed, plump behind.
“...”
Again, why was she always so vulgar when it came to sex?
‘You’re the weird one for refusing to even say dick.’
‘...Stop reading my mind.’
Bea shook her head, slightly tickling his chest.
“F-Fu—?”
It almost looked like her head was about to explode from all the red.
“W-Why do you have to say it like that?!”
The maid poked the thighs that straddled their husband’s abdomen.
“You’re already on top of him. And if you just look behind you, it’s clear that he’s ready for you.”
His penis twitched from being mentioned.
Unfortunately, that small movement caused its head to hit Mio’s back.
“Hiee?!” She arched her back slightly.
‘Nice assist, master.’
Julius slapped her shapely butt, making her exhale in pleasure.
“Stop teasing her.”
He shifted his gaze to Mio, who was now a tomato.
“You don’t have to listen to her. We can do this whenever you’re ready.”
But then Bea rose, the bed creaking under her motion. “No, don’t listen to him.”
“The sooner the better. After you taste him, you’ll be a part of the family, both heart and soul.”
Mio shrieked, her eyes snapping to the body in front of her.
“B-Bea! Your b-breasts are—”
“Beautiful? Sensual? Making you want to suck on them?”
“They’re too close!!”
Frantically, Mio tried to scoot backwards to escape her teasing. But to no one’s surprise, she collided with his manhood instead, making her yelp cutely.
Poor woman. It was a pincer attack, though not one that Julius intended.
A small, melodic laughter echoed alongside the panicked yelp.
‘...Didn’t you say that you want to spoil her?’
Bea tilted her head, still facing away from him.
‘But I am spoiling her, though?’
Oh, right.
This was her idea of spoiling people.
When they eventually met, Severa would definitely complain that she had made Mio so reluctant to be spoiled.
Julius let out a tired breath. “Okay, that’s enough.”
In the next moment, a warm current of air gently lifted his flustered wife and placed her on his lap.
Meanwhile, he immediately covered his penis so that it wouldn’t derail the conversation for the hundreth time.
‘Just say dick. It’s hotter that way.’
‘...I’m muting the connection for now.’
‘Wai—!’
Silence.
Bea immediately flipped her head around, her eyes full of protest.
He stared back in satisfaction, mouthing, “I can’t hear you~”
Laughing at her pouting face, he gently pushed his maid out of the way, sitting up to meet his newest wife.
“Although her methods are questionable,” he cupped her warm cheeks with his hands, meeting her brown eyes. “There are some merits to her words.”
Mio rapidly blinked, as though each one had to process a word.
“Do you remember the mark I gave you earlier? Truth be told, it doesn't only give you command over the shadows.”
She raised her brows. “...What do you mean?”
Julius smirked.
Knowing Mio, this would absolutely excite her.
“Try asking the air to give you a light breeze.”
Confusion colored her face, but she still closed her eyes.
Nothing happened for the first few seconds.
But a heartbeat later, wind brushed through their hair, swaying them gently.
Mio snapped her eyes open. “I’m an airbender?!”
“No.” He chuckled.
“With my mark, you can ask most things to do your bidding. Naturally, there are certain restrictions to this, but we can get to that later.”
Her expression brightened, her hands shaking as she held his shoulders.
“Y-You mean, I can shoot fireballs or icicles at people?!”
“...I don't know why you want to do that, but technically, you can.”
“I have a cheat!!” She threw her hands up.
Her joy burst out in her every movement.
Julius glanced at his maid. “...A cheat?”
“Don't worry about it.”
He shrugged and returned his attention to the woman bouncing around on his lap.
If it were any other fabric, a pitched tent would have poked her navel.
But just because it wasn't there, it didn't mean he couldn't feel her every motion.
Julius let out a strained breath.
“...I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but well, you won't have it for long.”
Mio froze.
“Back then, I only gave you a temporary one. It will disappear after a week.”
She leaned forward, her chestnut-brown hair hitting his face from the motion.
“...Why didn’t you give me a permanent one?”
“Well—”
“He needs to cum inside you to do that.”
This vulgar maid.
Julius hurriedly squeezed Mio’s cheeks, getting her head back into the conversation.
“It’s complicated, but she's telling the truth. My…Authority could definitely be considered strong, but much of it is also tied to procreation."
Bea snorted. “So you can't even say sex now?”
“I was trying to be tactful!”
“By giving her a biology lecture?”
A vein popped on his forehead.
The fountain was becoming such an attractive structure again.
Only this time, he’d actually let her shiver from the cold night.
Alas, he knew that it would only fuel her desires even more.
“...Anyways, that is practically why it’s better to do it soon. But I completely understand if you want to wait a week until you’re—”
His lips were suddenly silenced with her own, the words dying in his throat.
Her tongue made up for the inexperience with pure passion and affection, giving him no choice but to respond with the same sentiment.
Not that he wouldn’t.
Her delicate hands frantically took off her jacket, threw it next to her, and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kept pulling him closer, squishing her modest breasts to his chest.
If it weren’t for the barrier, the noise they made would have echoed throughout the moonlit park.
Julius moved his hands to grab her waist, lifting her shirt slightly so that he could caress her soft and smooth skin.
In response, Mio slowly rolled her hips against his lap, seemingly fully intending to target his hidden length.
Reluctantly, he broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers.
He stared deep into her eyes, the longing crystal clear.
His tongue slowly licked the saliva that she left on his lips.
“Seems like we’re doing it now.”