Maybe, Filusha would just get even more excited!
Anyway, they’d already become partners. Just now, they had decided—she would seduce Filusha, make her fall madly in love and unable to extricate herself!
“Pervert, if you want to look, then look, alright?”
Lico no longer tried to hide herself. Instead, she pushed out her chest confidently.
Filusha was startled for a moment, then her brows lifted and her eyes sparkled with a smile.
“Well, then I won’t refuse such a generous offer.”
A delicacy right before her eyes—she wouldn’t waste it! Filusha wrapped an arm around Milly’s slender waist, a smile on her face as she openly admired Milly from head to toe.
Milly whimpered, her teary eyes adorably pitiful.
Still, she suppressed her shame. If she got shy, she’d lose! Even with Filusha staring at her, she refused to cover up—instead, she’d mock Filusha in return!
She put her hands on her hips, watching Filusha with keen interest.
“Hehe, your face is all red!”
She deliberately shook her ample curves to display her charm.
“Are your eyes glued to me?” Milly said sarcastically, “It’s just a bath, and you’re this excited. Is your mind just filled with dirty thoughts?”
Milly made a comical face,
Her index finger pressed against her cheek as she posed cutely.
“Don’t forget, we only have a physical relationship.” She poked Filusha’s face, “Don’t fall for me just because I’m cute, alright?”
“You!——”
After all the teasing, Filusha was thoroughly embarrassed.
“Don’t worry. I’m only interested in your body.”
Filusha refused to be outdone and pulled Milly straight into her arms.
Feeling their bodies touching, Milly blushed a little, but she forced herself to stay calm, even pressing herself deliberately against Filusha.
Their skin touched, sharing warmth and heartbeats.
Milly didn’t back down; she was determined to seduce Filusha.
“Really, you’re not moved at all? Or are you just pretending?”
Milly wrapped her arms around Filusha’s neck and gave her a peck on the cheek—“Mwah.” Filusha touched her cheek and stood frozen for a while.
She’d meant to tease Milly, but why was she being teased instead?
Sure enough, once Milly got fired up, Filusha was powerless!
But she couldn’t lose—she would get revenge on Milly. She’d shame Milly until she fell completely, then mercilessly cast her aside.
Only then could she appease the souls of her people.
“Milly, are you acting naughty again?”
Filusha started her counterattack; Milly nearly made a sound.
“Such a rare occasion, how about big sister helps you wash your back? Come, turn around, face the wall, let big sister serve you well, alright?”
“Eh, n-no need…”
“Don’t be shy, come here, Milly.”
Without waiting for a reply, Filusha pressed Milly against the wall.
Milly wanted to resist, but Filusha was so strong, and when the towel touched her back, Milly’s whole body went limp—she could only obediently lean against the wall.
Ugh, still no resistance at all!
It was as if Filusha had her perfectly in hand all along.
“Sister, is this pressure okay?”
Filusha blew gently on her back; Milly bit her lip to endure it.
She had planned to seduce Filusha, but ended up being the one dominated. If she made any strange noises, it’d be too humiliating!
Ugh, if only there were a hole to crawl into!
Soon, Filusha finished washing Milly’s back, then grinned wickedly as she hugged Milly, whispering sweet nothings by her ear.
“Milly, want me to help wash the front too?”
Milly’s face turned crimson and she reflexively covered her chest.
Filusha snickered quietly. Looks like Milly’s true colors were showing—the boldness from before must’ve all been an act, right?
You look adorable when you try to resist, you know?
“Don’t be shy, let big sister help you wash up?”
“No, please, don’t!…”
“Still resisting? Not obedient, are you? You need to be punished.”
Filusha lifted Milly’s chin and kissed her forcefully without waiting for an answer. Milly slapped Filusha’s back a few times before her body turned soft.
Ahh, she just couldn’t resist this bad big sister!
Her body’s instincts took over, making her all docile.
After a while, Filusha let go of Milly.
Milly pouted in protest, “Why did you have to kiss me like that!”
“Obviously, to make you behave?”
Bang!——
Milly was trapped against the wall, as Filusha squeezed out some body wash.
She grinned wickedly, staring at Milly’s skin. Milly tried to cover up, but Filusha held her wrists in place, leaving her unable to move.
“W-wait, you’re doing this again?!…”
Last night, it happened several times; again this morning, several times.
And now in the bathroom—was it still not enough?
“Don’t forget, we’re partners.” Filusha traced circles on Milly’s skin. “There’s no need to hold back, why not just be honest with yourself?”
“Besides, it’s just a bath—I’m not going to eat you up.”
No sooner had she finished speaking, Filusha launched another full assault.
Lico pressed her legs together, struggling fiercely, but both her hands were pinned against the wall, and every twist only made her body jiggle.
Filusha’s cheeks were flushed as she watched, thoroughly satisfied.
“N-no more staring…”
She had wanted to be the one in control, but ended up completely subdued.
No matter how tough she tried to act, she was still a little sister type, the kind that liked being bossed around by a big sister—it was in her very bones.
Especially when it came to Filusha, she had no resistance.
Ding dong!——
At the crucial moment, the doorbell rang outside.
Filusha froze, her attack coming to an abrupt halt.
Milly seized the chance to break free from Filusha’s hands, hurriedly covering her chest.
But she didn’t have time to get away—Filusha still kept her trapped against the wall. Milly, like a well-behaved kitten, could only tremble as she leaned against the wall.
Ding dong, ding dong ding dong!
Filusha’s face darkened. “That way of ringing the bell…is it Doma?”
“Huh, Doma?”
The name sounded familiar to Milly.
Within the Church of the Goddess, besides the three Saints, there were two special units. The first was the Sanctuary Unit, and the second, the Sacred Song Unit.
Doma was the captain of the Sacred Song Unit.
Milly had seen her a few times—a petite, cute little sister type.
“Doma likes me, but I don’t like her.”
Of course she wouldn’t like her. Filusha was a witch, and it wasn’t easy to infiltrate the Church of the Goddess. To her, everyone, Milly included, was an enemy.
It’s just that she didn’t hate Doma as much.
No need to tie her up and lock her in the dungeon for a good dose of humiliation.
It was just a hassle. Doma was different from Milly—sharper, more clever. If she got too close, she might uncover Filusha’s identity as a witch.
Suddenly, Filusha snapped back to reality.
She launched another attack, targeting Milly’s most sensitive spots. Milly yelped, tears shining with fury as she glared at Filusha.
“Milly, I want you to flaunt our love with me!”
“Huh?” Milly looked up. “What do you mean by that?”
“I don’t like Doma, so it’s better to cut things off quickly. As long as I have a lover, she’ll back off. It’s a good thing for you too, right?”
“How is that good for me…”
Filusha burst out laughing, lifting Milly’s chin.
Their eyes met, and Milly couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
“Don’t forget, we’ve already tangled up together plenty of times. The whole house smells like us. You wouldn’t want any rumors, would you?”
Milly’s face was completely red, her eyes moist and even more adorable.
Right, they had already been tangled up like this—and if Doma caught them now, but their relationship wasn’t public, wouldn’t Milly end up looking like a promiscuous girl?