[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]
Lawrend felt refreshed after making Ella crumble into a ss in the middle of a random city. It eventually involved the mayor of the city, but that was a story for another ti.
Today was Lawrend’s wedding with his next maid. She was the woman he t in a brothel, and she was the reason all of his maids were well-versed in the art of lovemaking.
Grape lifted her wedding veil. Her eyes were fixed upon Lawrend, and the love within them couldn’t be faked or hidden.
She felt the most thankful and accepted of all of them. She started in a much lower standing than any of his other won.
"You may kiss the bride."
Lawrend leaned forward without any hesitation. He kissed Grape just like his other maids.
Perhaps in an attempt to paint herself in a much purer picture, Grape simply kissed him without any effort to rile up his lust.
Lawrend was surprised as he separated from her.
"I will be forever yours, nyaa, even though my life is the shortest…"
Lawrend stared at her with a determined look on his face.
"You won’t die on !" Lawrend shouted, full of determination.
"Nyaa." Grape smiled without offering any words.
She didn’t know how that was possible. She had asked Reavire privately before this wedding and learned that it was hard to extend the lifespan of non-gods.
Lawrend could have her drink his divine blood, but it would eventually lose its effectiveness. After all, her physical body and soul would degrade with ti.
Only a god could have a soul under their complete control. This allowed them to remove all traces of aging. Of course, this didn’t stop them from losing themselves like Reavire, but it was still sothing an Arch Mage like her couldn’t overco.
"This is my will, Grape."
Lawrend smiled, and Grape sensed his vast will. It engulfed her, and she felt Lawrend’s strong desire to live in his own world with his maids forever.
The word ’forever’ struck her deeply.
"Yes. In my world, you can live forever," Lawrend revealed with a smile.
It wouldn’t happen overnight, but if he focused on that part of his will, then it shouldn’t be impossible to delay the aging of her physical body and soul to the point wherein she could live forever.
That would give her enough ti to improve and get better.
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"Nyaster…" Grape didn’t know what to say.
It had been a cause of anxiety for her, so it was a great relief to her. She cried and embraced him.
The rest of the audience didn’t know what happened. They only saw Grape standing still and then crying while talking to Lawrend.
In their eyes, she was too happy to marry him.
The wedding proceeded smoothly, and the formalities were few except for Grape’s friends from her forr line of work. Aside from catching up, they didn’t do much.
Lawrend didn’t rush her either. His lust was still hidden under his strong will. Grape not riling it up was a great help.
By sunset, Lawrend and Grape entered the bridal chamber together.
"Sir Husband, do as you like. I will act like a ek virgin if you like?" Grape asked at the end of her words. She carefully examined his expression.
"I told you already, I’m not your custor."
Lawrend could tell that was a service she had offered in the past. However, Lawrend didn’t care, as he had told her multiple tis in the past. He cared more about the Grape now than the Grape of the past.
"Mm…"
Grape hugged him and leaned on his chest. The two of them stayed in that position while standing. Lawrend understood the emotional burden going through Grape’s mind.
He didn’t force his lust upon her.
After quite a while, Lawrend realized her tail wrapped around his left leg.
"What is the aning of this, Grape?" Lawrend acted oblivious.
"Nyahaha… Sister Ane told a few things…"
Grape raised her face and looked at him with eyes brimming with lust and seduction. Lawrend gulped and wondered what had happened to the sad Grape here a few monts ago.
"What?"
"A-about that ’dildo’. She told it was w-warm and r-realistic…"
Grape looked away. She had a lot of experience with sex, but for so reason, she felt ek and shy talking about this ’dildo’.
After all, the only thing close to that were phallus-like vegetables. She had seen a few wooden ones, but those quickly beca disgusting, so she didn’t use them.
"Oh?"
Lawrend smirked at her. He grabbed her butt and pulled her up. He spread her cheeks apart, "Nyaah!?" and a dildo appeared in his hand.
It was a complete clone of his cock, and he felt the sa things it felt. He didn’t ask if she was ready and forced it inside of her asshole.
"Nyaahhh!"
Grape rolled her eyes back in pleasure.
Lawrend had to embrace her tightly to keep her from falling to the floor.
With his other cock wedged deep in between her buns, Lawrend carried her to the edge of the bed. He made her sit on it, and the dildo was firmly stuck deep within.
He spread her legs apart and marveled at her well-cared-of body. If he hadn’t known, he would have assud she was nobility. He had heard how she took great care of her body because of her line of work.
"Just with this, you’re the perfect catgirl to serve ."
Lawrend grinned. He took out his at and pressed it against her gushing hole.
"Ahhh!"
Just the touch made Grape moan loudly. It was mixed with a bit of acting, but it wasn’t far from the truth.
She was an expert on arousing n, so she knew that moaning loudly would excite Lawrend. The acting was done in order to make him happier, and Lawrend was okay with that.
Lawrend didn’t gauge her arousal from her moans anyway, like so inexperienced n. He used the reactions from his won’s pussies to gauge how much he made them feel good.
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