As soon as Geralt fled, the doors were tightly shut.
Yuriel tried to escape Ferzenās grasp, butā¦ā¦
He refused to let her go, as he continued to tease her fair nape.
āI remember asking you to always keep this house ventilated.ā
āHow am I supposed to ventilate the house when itās raining so muchā¦ā¦ā
āIs that so? Then why didnāt you mask your scent with some perfume or incense? That would have been enough, but to think you would resort to such a lame excuseā¦ā¦ā
Yuriel shut her mouth at Ferzenās sharp remark.
Annoyed with Yurielās silence, Ferzen traced the faint marks he carved on her napeā¦ā¦
āHahā¦ā¦Stop itā¦ā¦.!ā
And he bites her once more.
The feeling of his teeth sinking into her nape made Yurielās legs quiver, as she held onto him.
But this only served to incense the beast, as her sweet scent traveled to Ferzenās nostrils.
Like a wolf who had hunted down a small animal, he continued to sink his teeth into his prey.
But just when Yuriel was starting to get used to this painful feelingā¦ā¦
Ferzen gently licked her bruised flesh.
This unfamiliar sensation caused Yuriel to shudder as she released a heated breath.
Her chest heaved irregularly causing her ample bosom to jiggle lewdly.
āIām sure that you are well aware of the effects of your own scent Yurielā¦ā¦ā
Ferzen eventually ceased his teasing and stroked the back of her neck with his hand.
The Fruit of Fragrance had altered Yurielās scent making it smell like sweet peaches.
āI canāt understand your goal with this Yuriel.ā
āYou donāt know anything about me anywayā¦ā¦ā
Yuriel pulled away from Ferzenās grip as she glared at him defiantly.
However, Ferzen could only perceive this act as a cute and meaningless resistance as she had been squirming helplessly in his arms just moments earlier.
āAllow me to air out this room. Your scent has subsided for the moment, but I wonāt be able to restrain myself if it becomes too intense again.ā
āItās not like I can turn this offā¦ā¦ā
As soon as she said this, Ferzen took a step towards her.
But of course, Yuriel stepped back.
The two individuals continued this dance for a bit.
But as Yuriel reached a dead end in the form of her bed, they stopped.
āYou already know that the doctor comes here at 8 A.M.ā
āAnd after every check-up, he reports back to me.ā
āWhatās your point?ā
āThe funny thing is that he never once reported to me anything related to your alluring scent.ā
āThis means that you make sure of ventilating the house before he comes here.ā
Ferzen continued his reasoning as Yurielās lips quivered.
āSighā¦ā¦Now that I think about it, your āployā is rather childish.ā
āAiring out the room when you know someone will comeā¦ā¦Is just basic courtesy.ā
āI recall telling you that I would visit from time to time.ā
āAnd how would I know when you are coming? Besides, youāre not important enough for me to go through the trouble of ventilating this houseā¦ā¦ā
āDonāt ever say my name with that mouth of yours.ā
āIf Iām not worth the trouble as you say, then why do you not resist me? Your words and your actions are rather contradictory. If you really meant what you said, then shouldnāt you do everything in your power to resist me?ā
āStop making stuff upā¦ā¦ā
Having enough of him, Yuriel stormed away from Ferzen.
Because Ferzen grabbed her arm.
Yuriel struggled, but Ferzen disregarded her defiance and threw her onto the bed.
Yuriel tried to get up, butā¦ā¦
Ferzen once again caught both of her wrists and pinned them above her head.
All she could do was lie on the bed helplessly.
Her back was slightly bent.
Her figure could tempt even the most resilient of men.
And Yuriel, who suddenly remembered a particular scene from her dream that was uncannily similar to her current predicament, blushed as she tried to use her knees to push Ferzen away, butā¦ā¦.
Each time she tried, the helm of her skirt was pushed up, revealing her silky white underwear.
She couldnāt even cover her privates as her hands were still chained by Ferzenās grip.
āYuriel. Do you know why you act in such a contradictory way?ā
āYou seem to despise me. But at the same time, you wish for me to reach out to you. This is what we call a love-hate relationship. This is nothing more than an extreme self-defense mechanism. You have feelings for me, but at the same time you refuse to acknowledge it.ā
āShut up! You are just spouting nonsense!ā
āThen why donāt you free yourself? Youāre not helpless Yuriel, thereās no way an Euclidean Elemental Wizard like you canāt free herself if she wish to.ā
āOr could it be that you want to be rewarded for what transpired when you were 13?ā
And looking down at her, Ferzen reached out with his free hand and slowly unbuttoned her shirt.
āIf you donāt wish to tell me, then I have no choice but to find out myself.ā
With only two buttons undone, her massive bosom was already eager to be set free from its prison.
When all four buttons were undone, her bountiful bosom was set free spreading her scent around the room as her pink peaks stood tall.
Releasing the grip on her wrists, Ferzen grabbed both peaks and twisted them.
Yuriel desperately tried to contain her shameful moan with one of her hands, and she tried to stop Ferzen with another, butā¦ā¦
Her hand was simply swatted away.
Yuriel couldnāt comprehend what was happening.
Ferzen smirked looking at her complexion as he once more twisted her stiff peaks.
And again, her hands reached out to him in defiance, butā¦ā¦
There was no strength in them.
āWhat you are doing right now isnāt resistance, itās a pathetic act.ā
āYour touchā¦ā¦Itās disgustingā¦ā¦Itās not good at all!ā
āHah, you truly cannot be honest, can you?ā
Yuriel couldnāt hold the obscene moan when Ferzen nibbed her bosom.
She tried to grab his head and push him awayā¦ā¦.But she couldnāt muster the strength to do so.
Every time his teeth sank into her breasts, it sent shivers across her spine.
Yuriel had no choice but to endure it.
Even though she cursed at him.
Deep within herā¦ā¦She wanted more.
The desire to have her body played with, the need to have her peaks fondled, bitten until they were red and swollenā¦ā¦.
So, she allowed his advances.
āIsnāt it clear by now Yuriel? You want this. You desire this. You wish for me to covet your body.ā
Ferzenās words made something inside her snap.
And with a lewd and panting expression.
āY-Your are justā¦ā¦ self-rationalizingā¦ā¦ rapeā¦ā¦ā
āAre you sure that it is me who is self-rationalizing it?ā
Ferzen chuckled as his hands traveled down.
He easily spread her legs apart.
Finding some discharge on her inner thigh.
Her silky white underwear hid her wet womanhood.
The tears shed by her privates became Ferzenās treat.
āStupid bastardā¦ā¦Crazy pervertā¦ā¦ā
Yuriel continued to curse as her shame and embarrassment reached new heights while pushing Ferzenās head away from between her legsā¦ā¦
Each time his lips touched her inner thigh, a burning hunger spread across her body.
This sudden hunger was driving Yuriel crazy.
The young woman couldnāt handle this sort of frustration.
Her body, which had been groomed just for him.
Behaved like a puppy, eager to please its owner.
But Yuriel refused to acknowledge it.
Suddenly, Ferzen turned her over and licked her spine as he fondled her engorged bosom as if he was milking a cow.
With her head burning on the pillow, Yuriel lifted her waist like a bitch in heat, as her master stroked her bottom and bit her earlobe.
āOh~~Hungggggā¦ā¦..!ā
Yuriel tried to control herself, but her body betrayed her, as she moaned and behaved like a cheap harlot.
And just like that, when the clock announced 7:20 A.M.
Ferzen got up from the bed, in a dignified manner as if nothing had happened.
But Yuriel lay wasted on the bed.
The tears shed by womanhood completely soaked the duvet.
Her body was once again marked by him.
At this, Ferzen gently stroked her body.
He didnāt plan on teasing her for that long.
But her scent robbed him of his reasoningā¦ā¦
And like a drug, until its effects wore off, he couldnāt help himself.
At this point, one could even call her scent a pheromone.
āI meet with Corleone. And now, sooner or later I will come and make you mine.ā
āThe doctor shall be here soon, so remember to ventilate this house and fix your appearance.ā
āJustā¦ā¦Get the hell out of hereā¦ā¦And go dieā¦ā¦ā
Ferzen simply smiled and walked away, even though such harsh words were said to him.
āTake care of yourself Yurielā¦ā¦Because I will come back for you.ā
Opening the door, Ferzen unfolded his umbrella and disappeared amidst the rain.
Now alone, Yuriel covered herself with the duvet.
She was nearly nakedā¦ā¦
And her wretched self was at the complete mercy of Ferzen.
Even her mind wasnāt free from his clutches.
āStupid bastardā¦ā¦ā
As she cursed, Yuriel assessed the state of her body.
Her nape, wrists, bosom, and thighs were marked by him.
She slowly traced each and every mark left on her body.
The doctor knocked on her door.
But Yuriel didnāt hear it.
After some time, the doctor walked away, to report to Ferzen.
When he heard the doctorās report, Ferzen wondered if Yuriel had left the house.
But she was still in there.
Because now there was an intangible leash binding her.
A leash in the form of a promise.
That her owner would one day, return to her.
Such was the truth of this world.
Just as the flowers in a garden couldnāt move of their own volition.
They could only wait for their fate.
And long for their gardenerās presenceā¦.
It was simply the way things were meant to be.
TL NOTE: Someone needs to Bonk Yuriel fr. Shes thirstier than me on a sunday 4 p.m when im all alone, bored and reading some stupid ass fanfic i donāt even enjoy.
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