Listening to Faen's words, a hint of understanding emerged in Seraphine's eyes. She seemed to somewhat understand why Miss Zeri had two completely different states in public and in private. Although Faen said this was because Zeri had pressure in her heart that needed to be released, to Seraphine, compared to the out-of-place feeling Zeri felt between herself and Zaun, the gap between ideal and reality... to Seraphine herself, what mattered more was the phrase that Zeri could completely trust Faen...
So that's why Miss Zeri acts like that when she's alone with Mr. Faen...?
Thinking this, Seraphine suddenly felt she didn't need to be so nervous. After all, if it weren't for signing a contract with Mr. Faen, even with her ability to hear the inner melody of others, the most she could hear would only be surface emotions, superficial joy or sorrow.
But now, having signed the contract, her connection with Miss Zeri had become closer. Before, even if she accidentally sensed Miss Zeri's state, it was just panic, her heart pounding wildly. But now, with the connection of the spirit realm, she could even feel Mr. Faen's thing inside Miss Zeri's body...
Thinking this, Seraphine couldn't help but bite her lip tightly. Although she didn't make a sound, Seraphine could feel that just by recalling it slightly now, her shameful place began to frivolously secrete viscous love juices.
Putting Seraphine down, Faen glanced at his wet hands and shrugged, saying: "Looks like I need to wash up too."
Saying this, Faen looked at Seraphine. Feeling Faen's gaze, Seraphine felt her mind turn to mush, and her body temperature constantly rose during this process. Looking at Faen in front of her, his sturdy arms were wet and covered with her sweat and love juices. This made Seraphine feel ashamed while also generating an inexplicable urge. It was just that her maidenly reserve kept her from taking that final step—she needed someone to give her a push.
Seeing this, Faen said: "Wash up first?"
Hearing this, Seraphine froze, then looked down at the clothes she was wearing.
Before this, she had been wearing a very thin silk nightgown. This slippery material was very comfortable, smooth, and form-fitting when worn. Under normal circumstances, these were all significant advantages. But now, with heavy sweating all over her body and the several times she had squirted in the room earlier, the soaked silk nightgown could no longer be considered sleepwear; it looked more like some kind of wet-look sexy lingerie.
The smooth silk fabric, soaked with water, clung to her body, fully displaying her curvy, exquisite figure. From top to bottom, that smooth fabric slid over her chest. Let alone Faen, even Seraphine could clearly see the erect red bean outlines on the peaks. And this nightgown was too thin; now that it was wet, although not completely transparent, it was semi-transparent. The pink beneath the fabric could already be vaguely glimpsed.
Clinging tightly to her abdomen, the silk material still reflected some light under the lamp even when wet. Sticking closely to the flat groin all the way down, her perky buttocks formed two perfect curves. Although that shameful pubic area was barely covered by the hem of the nightgown, she had already taken off her wet panties before. As a cool breeze blew past, the momentary chill made Seraphine shiver uncontrollably, and instantly several more streams of water slid down.
Amidst her shame, Seraphine's breathing became increasingly rapid. Along with her constantly heaving chest, those two erect buds also became more vivid. Through the semi-transparent nightgown, Seraphine could feel, and even see, her pair of doves gradually erecting, the two red beans becoming plumper.
Raising her head to look at Faen, feeling his undisguised gaze, Seraphine opened her mouth, then her gaze fell on the huge bulge pressing against the trouser leg at Faen's waist, and she froze on the spot.
"Finnie?"
Faen called the girl. Hearing Faen's call, this time, after snapping back to reality, Seraphine didn't show a panicked expression. Instead, she involuntarily put her finger in her mouth, biting it lightly while looking at Faen with a struggling gaze. After a moment, she pursed her lips and said: "C-Can I trust Mr. Faen like Miss Zeri does?"
"Of course." Faen said: "You can trust me completely."
Hearing this, Seraphine nodded sluggishly, in hindsight. Then, after a moment of silence, she looked at Faen infatuatedly and said: "T-Then in that case..."
Swallowing, Seraphine looked around, then hurriedly walked over to close the bathroom door. Then, under Faen's gaze, she cautiously stepped in front of him, lowering her head to look at his waist. Swallowing continuously, she reached her hand into Faen's pants.
The moment that terrifying, scorching heat entered her hand, Seraphine felt her body and mind tremble. The urge and desire she could barely suppress before now erupted exponentially. Intense emotions impacted Seraphine's brain, making her instinctively press her lower abdomen against Faen's body. But perhaps because of the height difference, or perhaps due to his intense stats, when that thing stood up, Seraphine could clearly feel it pressing against the underside of her chest.
Furthermore, as Faen gradually got into the mood, that thing was still growing at an extremely fast rate. In just a short while, merely the span of a few breaths, Seraphine felt that scalding hard rod pressing against her soft, tender dove, digging deep into it.
"Have you made your decision?" Faen asked softly. Seraphine coldly looked down at her left breast, which was already being pushed somewhat out of shape. Then she looked up at Faen, gazing at that face so close to hers, opening her mouth as if she wanted to say something.
He could feel that Seraphine was a bit nervous, a bit afraid. There was even a slight sense of guilt and dejection.
"I... I'm scared." Seraphine swallowed, her expression so nervous she was about to cry.
Meeting Faen's gaze, Seraphine slightly spread her legs.
"My place there is very tight, and my technique isn't as good as Miss Zeri's... I, I... Mmph!"
Before Seraphine could finish speaking, Faen scooped her up and kissed her passionately. This kiss flustered Seraphine, completely stripping her of all ability to resist, as she was easily placed on the sink counter, her legs spread open.