Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble! Chapter 256: Like Two Moons

Aisha's heart raced, panic and frustration surging as Cassius's hands road her small buttocks, his fingers kneading the tender flesh with a boldness she hadn't expected. She'd braced for sothing romantic: a soft kiss, a gentle pat, but not this.

Not his hands groping her ass, tracing every curve as they rode together in such a shaless embrace.

Her first instinct was to shove him away, her virgin heart terrified by the intensity, her cheeks burning with embarrassnt. This was her first hug with a man, and now his hands were there, bold and unapologetic, sending shivers through her.

But just as her hands twitched to push him back, she froze, her mind catching up.

I asked for this, she thought, her heart sinking with realization. She'd demanded he treat her like his wives, pushed him to be intimate, and now he was just following her lead.

If she shoved him away, it'd unravel everything, their closeness, the fragile bridge she'd built after years of snapping at him.

She couldn't throw that away, not when his touch, shaful as it was, felt...good, warm, like a forbidden sensation that made her body hum with fuzzy delight, his cool hands cupping her small ass, pulling her closer.

But she still couldn't let him do whatever he wanted so her voice broke through, a coquettish whimper as she clutched his chest, her tone flustered but soft.

"Cassius…" She buried her face deeper, her heart racing. "I know I said to hug like you hug your wives, but...isn't this too much? You're turning sothing wholeso, sothing...sweet, into sothing so...so vulgar! Groping my butt like this, letting your hands go everywhere, it's not what I thought a hug was supposed to be!"

She protested, her voice quivering with shy hesitation, her ears twitching, while a secret pride bloom beneath her embarrassnt at his fervent touch.

Cassius's hands didn't stop, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her small ass, like two soft hamburger buns, squeezing gently as he chuckled, his voice warm and unapologetic.

"Vulgar? Aisha, there's nothing dirty about this. This is just showing love, like I would with my wives." He teased, his words laced with playful warmth, his hands kneading her flesh, savoring its softness. "When you hug soone, your hands naturally wander, and when they land on sothing as gorgeous as a woman's ass? Well, it's only natural to give it a little attention."

He grinned, a guilty glint in his eyes, his heart racing at her reaction.

"And don't think I'm not disgracing you, Aisha. I'm admiring you, your body, this cute little ass of yours. It's not plump or juicy like so, but it fits perfectly in my hands, like it was made for to hold."

"...In this cold night, it's like a pocket warr, two toasted buns keeping cozy." His fingers spread her cheeks slightly, a slow, gentle caress that sent a shiver through her.

Aisha's blush deepened, her voice a flustered squeak as she glared up at him, her hands gripping his shirt.

"Don't compare my butt to...to buns, you jerk! And stop calling it small! It's embarrassing enough without you making it sound like I'm nothing compared to your wives!" She snapped, her words crackling like a taut whip.

"There's nothing wrong with small butt, Aisha." Cassius's voice softened, his gaze kind as his hands pressed deeper, rubbing her ass with a slow, intimate rhythm. "I love it, honestly, your cute, sexy little ass is addictive to touch, so much so that I don't wanna let go right now." He murmured, his voice a soothing balm that sent heat spiraling through her lower half, his fingers kneading her soft flesh with reverent care. "It's perfect, just like this. Feels so good in my hands." His eyes locked on hers, his voice dropping to a husky murmur. "You've got no idea how sexy you are, do you?"

Aisha's cheeks burned, her voice a shy squeak as she glanced up, her heart racing at his words.

"S-Sexy? Can you really call sexy, Cassius?" She asked, her words trembling with doubt, her eyes wide, her tail swishing in nervous arcs. "That's for won with...you know, plump bodies, big curves, all that. I don't know if my body's even close to that. I'm just...skinny, flat, nothing special." Her voice trembled, her heart vulnerable.

"You don't know what you're talking about, Aisha." Cassius's eyes darkened, his voice firm as his hands gripped her ass harder, a firm squeeze that made her squeal, her body jolting against his.

"You've got no idea how much your body's driving wild right now." He growled, his voice a primal rumble that set her nerves alight, his gaze raking her small fra with raw desire. "The things I wanna do to you, seeing you like this...your tiny, perfect little body? It's taking everything not to lose it." His fingers kneaded her soft cheeks, each touch a spark igniting her senses.

Aisha's blush deepened, her voice a blend of embarrassnt and curiosity as she clung to him, her arms tightening around his waist. "What...what do you an?" She whispered, her words faltering with shy eagerness, her eyes shimring with anticipation at his ravenous stare. "What do you wanna do to , Cassius? Right now, what's going through that head of yours?"

Her voice trembled, her body pressed closer, her mind bracing for sothing shaless, a declaration that he'd drag her under a tree, pin her beneath the moonlight, and ravish her in so scandalous act. She was already crafting a flustered reply, her heart torn between shock and anticipation.

But Cassius's response caught her off guard, his voice softening, a gentle smile curving his lips.

"Oh, Aisha, I wanna do so many things with you, your little mind would explode if I listed 'em all." He teased, his words dripping with mischievous charm that deepened her flush, her pulse fluttering wildly at the implication. "But right now?" He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a warm murmur. "I just wanna see your cute little ass in the moonlight. That moon's shining so bright tonight, and your skin's so pale, so perfect...I bet your ass would look enchanting out in the open, glowing like a work of art."

"...It'd be breathtaking, Aisha, that's what I want."

His hands caressed her, slow and reverent, his words weaving a spell that quickened her breath with sha and pride.

"You...you wanna see my butt in the moonlight?" She gasped, her words stumbling with flustered surprise, her eyes wide, her tail rigid with shock. "That's what you're thinking about? Not...sothing else? That's so wierd "

But even though she called it strange, a flush of warmth surged through her, his poetic request making her feel worshipped, her body humming with a sacred thrill.

Cassius leaned closer, his voice a whisper against her ear, warm and coaxing. "Can I, Aisha? Can I slide your shorts down, just a little, and show your ass to the moon? Let see it in all its glory, glowing under that light. It'd be my greatest wish, honest. I'd be forever grateful if you let ." He pleaded, his words burning with fervent longing, his eyes beseeching, his hands cupping her with gentle insistence, urging her to yield.

Aisha's face blazed, her voice a flustered mumble as she buried it in his chest. "You're...you're so shaless, Cassius! Asking sothing like that, like it's so grand dream of yours!"

She muttered, her words quivering with shy defiance, yet a touched warmth blood within her at his sincerity. She hesitated, her fingers twisting in his shirt, then sighed, her voice barely audible.

"Fine...you can do it. But only 'cause you look so pitiful begging like that, okay? Not...not for any other reason!" Her coy surrender sent a shiver through her, her body trembling with anticipation.

Cassius's smile widened, his voice warm and teasing. "Thank you, Aisha, for granting this young master's wish. You've made a happy man." He chuckled, his words playful as his arms tightened around her in a fervent hug, a surge of delight coursing through her at the embrace.

His gaze then shifted, peering over her shoulder at her ass, the top crack just visible where her shorts hugged her hips.

"Alright, Aisha, can you raise your butt a little? Just enough for to slide these shorts down." He urged, his words gentle, his hands hovering near her hips, his breath quickening with eager anticipation.

Aisha hesitated, her voice a shy squeak. "Not...not too much, okay? It's cold out here, and I don't wanna be, like, totally naked down there!" She whimpered, her words trembling with nervous tension, her body tensing, but she arched her back slightly, lifting her hips off his lap, her small ass sticking out, the fabric of her shorts stretching taut.

"Of course, my cute little cat won't suffer like that. Just a little, I promise." Cassius's voice was reassuring, his hands steady.

His fingers then hooked the waistband of her shorts, his touch slow and careful as he tugged them down, inch by inch. The fabric slid over her pale skin, revealing the soft, rounded curves of her buttocks, glowing like twin snow mounds under the moonlight.

Her ass was fully exposed, small but perfect, the pale flesh shimring with a silvery sheen, like two new bunnies nestled against her hips. The cold air kissed her skin, sending a shiver through her, her body trembling as she felt the exposure, a head full of sha and pride pulsing through her.

Seeing this sight, Cassius's breath caught, his voice a low murmur of admiration as his hands returned to her bare ass, caressing the smooth, cool flesh with reverent fingers.

"Gods, Aisha, it's... gorgeous. I knew it'd be pretty, but this? Under the moonlight, it's like two new moons, glowing just for ." He marveled, his words steeped in awe, his fingers tracing the delicate curves, kneading the soft at with a slow, sensual rhythm, his senses lost in the vision of her beauty. "It's perfect, so pale, so cute."

Aisha's blush deepened, her voice a flustered squeak as she squird, her hands gripping his tunic. "Don't say stuff like that, Cassius! Comparing my butt to moons? That's so embarrassing!"

She exclaid, her words flaring with indignant heat, her tail swishing wildly, yet a secret joy surged within her at his adoration, her skin tingling under his erotic caress, leaving her dizzy with sensation.

Cassius's voice was teasing, his hands urging her gently. "Stick it out a bit more, Aisha. Let see it clearly, every inch." He coaxed, his words a soft whisper, his fingers pulling her cheeks apart slightly, stretching the soft flesh, his pulse racing as he drank in the sight from over her shoulder.

"More? You're...you're too much!" Aisha hesitated, her voice a mumble.

But she complied, straining her body, arching her back further until her ass jutted out fully, the pale curves gleaming under the moon, her small buttocks spread just enough to reveal the delicate valley between.

Her heart pounded, her body trembling with the brazen exposure, her mind reeling that she was letting Cassius, the young master she'd once despised, do this to her, grope her, pull her, squeeze her, his hands worshiping her flesh with fervent desire...