CHAPTER 66: CAT-EARS LICKING

Nyxia let out a gasp, Mel’s hushed breaths tickling her cheeks with unspoken desires.

She knew she had to confess: to tell the truth, even share her secret.

Yet, all she could whisper was more resistance. "Master... do you desire me?"

The maid was afraid, not because of her desire to run wild, but because she was scared she would offend her Master.

After all, she has even hidden secrets about the Void, one her Master would surely deem her selfish for.

Mel watched a flicker of guilt crossing over Nyxia’s grey eyes, frowning.

She pulled back slightly, her grip over Nyxia’s wrist loosening, yet she remained firm.

"My pet. My maid. My first ever summon."

Her expression softened, seeking to comfort Nyxia.

She smiled and looked at the maid’s dodgy eyes with a soft gaze. "I desire you not only as a servant but also as a partner."

A breath hitched in Nyxia’s throat.

Despite knowing all along how her Master desired her, hearing it directly only stoked the heat inside her.

Her free arm raised to hide her blush, as if to hide her crumbling will.

Mel tilted her head, the sight of her maid’s cuteness unbearable to her golden eyes.

She retook a deep breath, retaining her focus. "Even after I met Saria, Lila, and the others, I have no one I can call my own."

The Witch of Lust gritted her teeth before sincerely claiming. "You are my first. My first living possession as a Witch."

The maid shuddered under the weight of Mel’s declaration: Not merely a maid, but something more. A possession.

Her lips quivered, trembling with a speechless gratitude, for her Master had seen her not as a servant, but as something wholly hers.

Mel chuckled as she let go of Nyxia’s wrist, the maid’s hand dangling to the side.

She whispered. "I will respect your choice in the end, but think very carefully."

With a resolved yet tender gaze, she murmured with reluctance. "Because please know that once we draw the distance, it will be difficult to close it again."

The Witch of Lust was ever stubborn and contradictory; her final words, though sincere, were a subtle pressure on Nyxia.

She wished nothing more than to pounce on her maid, but she always put Nyxia’s wish above hers.

Still, she greedily prayed that Nyxia might respond with courage, perhaps with even honesty.

Nyxia watched a flicker of resignation crossing her Master’s eyes.

She hung her head, deciphering the implications and purpose behind her Master’s words in a heartbeat.

"Mas...ter..."

A sudden burst of determination swelled within the maid’s chest, and she was afraid of how her cowardice led to hurting her Master.

Mel’s face gleamed as the maid leaned down her head slightly, her cat ears twitching in timidness, or perhaps anticipation.

When her maid closed her eyes, she heard her next whisper, faint and quivering.

"Just...just the ears this time..."

The Witch of Lust admired the blush across the maid’s cheek, her ears folding back themselves into the violet hair, unable to hide their fluster.

She took a deep breath, worry no longer hindering her steps as she smirked. "Just the ears?"

"Mmm! Mm..."

Chuckling at her maid’s naivety, she stretched out her arm to snake around the maid’s waist.

Then she pulled her into an embrace, their chests colliding together in a billowing softness.

"Ma-master...?" The maid stammered, arching closer into the hug.

Mel leaned in, whispering hot breaths into her ear. "From now on, don’t resist whatever I do, got it?"

The Witch of Lust parted her mouth slightly as she captured the edge of Nyxia’s ear.

"Ah! Ma-Master..."

Nyxia instinctively tried to pull her head back, but her master’s hand held her violet hair firmly in place.

Mel’s bite traced Nyxia’s ear, each small and tickly like a mosquito bite.

As she reached the bottom, her tongue darted out for the edge, before slowly sliding up the fluffy fur.

The maid moaned as she clutched her master’s dress, fidgeting with each small bite and lick.

The sensation was overwhelming, each tease dangling her sanity out of her mind.

After a few more bites and licks, Mel gently kissed the maid’s ear, admiring her saliva coating the fur.

Nyxia’s chest huffed exhaustedly, relieved as if she would finally take a breather.

"Hic!"

That relief lasted until her Master’s tongue greedily hoarded over her ear, her embrace tightening to tilt at every angle.

"Master... ha...."

Wet, humiliating sounds filled Nyxia’s ears as her thighs pressed together under her skirt, heat building where she could no longer ignore it.

"A little more, Nyxia."

Mel ’played’ with her maid’s ear for nearly half an hour afterward, savoring every reaction.

During those times, her hand trembled near the hem of Nyxia’s maid’s skirt, lips hovering close, yearning to meet her maid’s.

But restraint prevailed. Though her fingers nearly moved on their own, she reminded herself: one step at a time. She still had Lila to savor first.

The Witch of Lust chuckled, her tongue teasing Nyxia’s ear again.

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As Mel clutched her maid’s hand, gently pulling her out of the toilet, she hummed with satisfaction.

Eying the maid’s dried ear, the result of a Scroll of Drying Touch in her Inventory, she smirked. "Enjoy?"

Nyxia’s grasp tightened over hers before nodding timidly. "Yes. Mas..."

The maid’s grey eyes darted elsewhere, as she hunched her shoulders and uttered. "My Lady..."

Mel blinked, recalling their little play in the cave.

"Hehe." She let out a delighted chuckle before petting Nyxia. "Keep calling me that, alright?"

"But..."

"Hm?" Mel tilted her head, noticing a spark of defiance. "What’s wrong?"

"I...I like the Master name more..." Nyxia’s ears drooped, her tail swaying fervently.

"Rather than a simple servant, it makes me feel... owned by you, belonged to you."

Mel’s eyes widened, releasing her maid’s hand in shock.

"Master?"

"Don’t... say anything for now..."

Mel bent forward, hiding her flushed face as she struggled to contain the rush of desire.

[ Host! Remember you still have Lila all to yourself tonight, hehe. ]

...of course.

[ Ah. But at this point, she could smell Nyxia’s scent on you, couldn’t she? ]

Oh.

A silent alarm bell rang in Mel’s mind, the image of Lila’s angry pout flashing once more.

And yet, she merely sighed, retaking her maid’s hand.

"We’ll think of something," she murmured.

Actually... couldn’t this be used to push Lila’s awakening even further?

The idea unfolded on its own, writing itself across Mel’s thoughts like a whispered promise.

A smile curled on her lips.

If this worked, it might serve as the perfect motivation.

For both of them.