Goddess Tricked Me into a Breeding Mission (And I Love It)

After the butler came back after fetching the wine, the room filled with a light chatter. Lys and Sara’s earlier tension eased into this joyous atmosphere made by Lord Valtor’s own mood.

Lord Valtor raised his cup of tea one last time, toasting the air with a grin. "To new beginnings, then. Even if they’re not quite what I planned."

Lys nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and also mental exhaustion from the whole ordeal. But he also raised his cup awkwardly, "To that, my lord."

They clinked their empty cups in a mock toast, laughing softly. But soon, Lord Valtor set his down and stood, straightening his fine coat. "Well, I should check on Elowen before we indulge too much. She’s probably wondering what’s taking so long." He gave Lys a firm pat on the shoulder, his hand heavy like a father’s approval. "You’ve got potential, lad. Don’t squander it."

With that, he excused himself, leaving Lys and Sara alone in the room. Sara let out a long breath, slumping into a chair. "Whew, that was intense. But... we did it. The guild connection, it’s really happening. Finally."

Lys smiled, sitting beside her. "You could have given me a heads up, you know? About your wish to establish a guild in this village."

She leaned her head on his shoulder for a moment, a soft, intimate gesture. "Yeah, sorry. I didn’t want to say it to him at first. But seeing how great a mood he was in, I felt like this was the moment, if not now, then he might not take it seriously. So before I think, it just slipped from my mouth. Sorry, I ruined your wish, didn’t I."

She raised her face up to him, locking her eyes on him, "I’ll make it up to you somehow. I promise. So please don’t think badly of me because of this, please. I shouldn’t have discussed it with you before saying it to him. Sorry..."

Lys put a finger on her lips, "Shsh, you didn’t do anything wrong, at least not as much as you think. I also think that was a great achievement. I couldn’t think of any better idea than it. So don’t worry about it. But now that you say you’ll make it up to me, it makes me curious. How are you going to do that, hmm?"

Lys said that playfully while chuckling softly, his breath warm against her ear as he leaned in closer.

She looked apologetic and very sorry, and he didn’t want to let her dwell on it. So, he nipped playfully at her earlobe, his teeth grazing the soft skin just enough to make her squirm in her seat.

"Ah!" Sara yelped, a mix of surprise and laughter bubbling out. She tilted her head away, but not too far, her hand coming up to swat at his shoulder lightly. "Lys! What are you doing? Are you listening or what? Why are you always in the mood for joking around? I’m serious here?"

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he pulled back just a bit, still close enough that their noses almost touched. "What? You said you’d make it up to me. I’m just collecting my due."

She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks flushed a deep pink, her body already responding to his teasing. But her expression shifted when he kept playing with her ears. "Ughh, will you knock it off. Are you a rabbit or what? How much stamina do you even have? We just got through that whole night of fucking around yesterday, and after just a single night’s rest, now you’re ready to go? Unbelievable."

"Hey, shouldn’t you feel happy about how healthy I am?" Lys shrugged, his voice low and husky. "Who wouldn’t get horny when they are always beside a sexy and hot girl like you. If someone didn’t, then doesn’t that mean that they have a problem performing? And you know firsthand how well I perform, right?" He didn’t give her time to respond, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. His hands roamed up her arms, fingers tracing the curve of her shoulders before tangling in her hair, pulling her closer.

Sara melted into it for a moment, her lips parting as she kissed him back with equal passion. Her hands gripped his shirt, bunching the fabric as she let out a soft moan against his mouth. But then she pulled back slightly, breathless. "Lys... wait. Now’s not the time. The butler might come back to check on Lord Valtor any second, and Lord Valtor could also walk in, too. We can do this later, at leisure time, okay?"

He smirked, his eyes darkening with desire. "Later? Why wait? This is your house, right? Why care for what others might think? Isn’t it okay to show others how well we get along?"

"Huh, what kind of perverted.....uh.."

Without warning, he shifted his weight, gently but firmly pushing her back against the sofa. Sara let out a gasp as she lay down, her legs parting instinctively as he climbed on top of her, his body pressing flush against hers. The sofa creaked under their combined weight, but neither cared.

"Lys!" she whispered, half-protesting, half-laughing, her hands pushing weakly at his chest. But her body betrayed her, arching up to meet him as he ground his hips against hers, letting her feel the growing hardness in his pants.

He kissed her again, more urgently this time, his tongue slipping into her mouth to tangle with hers. One hand slid down her side, fingers hooking under the hem of her shirt and tugging it up slowly, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach.

"You....feel so good, Sara," he murmured against her lips, breaking the kiss to trail his mouth down her neck, sucking gently at the sensitive spot just below her ear.

Sara shivered, her breath coming in short pants. "You’re just impossible... oh, gods." Her protests faded as his hand cupped her breast through her bodice, thumb circling her nipple until it hardened under his touch. She squirmed beneath him, her thighs rubbing together in anticipation.

With a quick flick, Lys removed her bodice, pushing the fabric aside to reveal her full, perky breasts. He dipped his head, taking one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while his hand kneaded the other. Sara arched her back, a low moan escaping her lips. "Lys... that feels... ahh, too good."

He switched sides, licking and sucking with deliberate slowness, his free hand sliding lower to undo the knots of her skirts.

"What do i don, Sara? I think I have been addicted to you. I just get enough of you," he whispered, his voice rough with need. It made her stunned, but it was only for a while, before he kissed a trail down her chest, over her navel, nipping at the soft skin there before hooking his fingers into her waist knots and pulling her skirts down her thighs, along with her panties.

Sara’s face burned red, but she didn’t stop him, her legs spreading wider as he settled between them. "We really shouldn’t...now..," She couldn’t finish her words. She breathed, her hands threading through his hair.

Lys looked up at her with a wicked grin, his breath hot against her inner thigh. "Feels too good to stop, right? Yeah, That’s what I thought."

He kissed his way up her leg, teasing her with light bites and licks until he reached her core. She was already wet, her folds glistening with arousal. He parted her with his fingers, exposing her clit, and leaned in to lick her slowly, from bottom to top.

"Oh fuck, Lys!" Sara cried out, her hips bucking up involuntarily. She tried to twist away from the intense pleasure, but he held her down firmly, his strong arms pinning her thighs to the sofa. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Stay still," he growled playfully, his tongue flicking over her clit in rapid circles before dipping inside her, tasting her sweetness. He sucked gently, then harder, his fingers joining in to rub her entrance, sliding one inside her slick heat.

Sara flailed, her hands gripping the sofa cushions as waves of pleasure crashed over her. "It’s too much... I can’t... ahh!" Her body trembled, legs shaking as he added a second finger, curling them to hit that perfect spot inside her while his mouth worked her clit relentlessly.

He hummed against her; the vibration sent her much closer to the edge than she was already. "Cum for me, Sara. Let go of yourself."

His free hand reached up to pinch her nipple, twisting it just enough to mix pain with pleasure.

With this, she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her back arched off the sofa, a loud moan ripping from her throat as her orgasm hit hard. "Lys! I’m cumming... oh god, yes!" Her pussy clenched around his fingers, juices flooding his mouth as she came heavily, her whole body convulsing in ecstasy.

Finally, she slumped back, panting and spent, her eyes half-lidded. "I’m... exhausted now. You win, you beast."