Let The Detective Have A Taste

And not only was she simply holding the beaker, but she also held the beaker with one hand and used her other hand to scoop out my jizz with two fingers and was currently smelling it like it was some kind of fruit jelly.

Not to mention the fact that she looked pleasantly surprised at the smell of the white liquid in her hand and found the odor really appetizing, as if it were fresh whipped cream.

My heart was already beating madly from this sight alone.

But it almost jumped out of my chest when I saw her bringing her fingers that were covered in my jizz to her mouth, as if she was going to taste it since it smelled so sweet and tasty like a dessert.

Jump~

And just as Lucille's fingers were going to touch her lips to taste the dish that I personally prepared, I jumped from where I was standing all the way to Lucille in one massive leap out of desperation and pulled her hand that had my sample on it away from her mouth.

Seeing that I had successfully saved her from a haunting experience that would most definitely lead to my execution for tainting royal blood, I breathed a sigh of relief as sweat rolled down my back, drenching it entirely.

It was the first time in a long time that I felt this scared and worried, to the point my legs were shaking. And the person who made me lose a few years of my life from the stress she caused me was looking at me a little irritated, as if I stopped her from having a meal of a lifetime.

I didn't mind her gaze and pulled the beaker away from her hand and gave it to Astrid for safekeeping, just in case she takes it back for a taste.

I then used the handkerchief I removed from Astrid's hands and used it thoroughly to wipe off my liquid that was on her finger. Not willing to even let a drop stay on her.

Lucille looked like she was going to say something. But before she could, I dragged her to a water dispenser right next to us and started to wash her hands, especially those two fingers.

"Luca, just what are you doing?"

She asked with her eyes narrowed, not knowing why Astrid looked like she has just dodged a bullet and was hugging onto the beaker tightly. And why I was scrubbing her fingers as if they had been infected by a virus that needed to be cleaned immediately.

"That's what I should be asking you!" I slightly raised my voice, unable to hold back my emotions.

"Why did that beaker that I placed on the ground end up in your hands, and why the hell were you smelling it like a dog?"

"Like a dog. That's rude." She scoffed and splashed some water from the dispenser stream on my face.

"I just wanted to see what this liquid that managed to fool me looked like. So I picked up the beaker you kept on the ground to have a look."

"But what I didn't expect was it to smell so sweet and delicious. And took some in my fingers to get a better smell and have a feel of its texture."

"And although the odor the liquid gave off was something that I've never smelled and was extremely tantalizing. Its texture wasn't something I was fond of and was really viscous and gooey like it was some kind of glue."

She complained about the texture and raved about the smell as if she were giving a review, just like Astrid did earlier.

"And even with that revolting texture, you still decided to taste it?" I calmed down a bit and asked, while using the sanitizer that Astrid gave me to rub her hands after cleaning them with water.

"I-I was never going to eat!" She blushed after getting caught in the act of trying to eat something she didn't even know what it is like a child.

"I was simply bringing the liquid closer to my nose so that I could smell it better."

"Really?...From mine and Astrid's perspective, you looked like you were going to have a taste to see how it's like." Astrid nodded her head to back up my statement.

"Th-That..." Lucille was struggling to explain her actions.

"That's because that white liquid smelled so delicious that I had to give it a try!"

She finally gave in and admitted to what she did after being stared down by both of us.

"It smelled so sweet and sugary that my hands just moved on their own and went towards my mouth without my knowledge. It may sound stupid. But that's exactly what happened!" She cried out, hoping that both of us would believe her and not accuse her of that childish action of eating something she picked up.

And as a matter of fact, I did believe her, and so did Astrid, as it was the same as what Astrid said when she first tasted my jizz.

A smell and taste so good that you would unconsciously thirst for more.

It didn't seem to have the effect of a drug that could make you an addict. But more like a food item that was so good to taste that you wished there was an all-you-can-eat buffet for it, so that you could feast on it until your stomach was full.

But no matter how good it sounded, I still revolted at the thought of tasting it for myself and didn't dare to let a drop into my mouth. Just in case I also really liked the flavor and started to suck myself off to get a snack every once in a while.

"Well, it's a good thing you didn't taste it and stopped at just smelling it?" I said as I finished cleaning her hand and threw away the dirty handkerchief into the nearby bin.

"Why? Was it poisonous?" Lucille said, finally looking a little worried about what she almost went through.

"Poisons could be treated at the hospital if consumed. But if you had taken a lick of this liquid, you would have everlasting trauma for the rest of your life." I mentioned the mental trauma she would receive if I told her what she was praising for smelling so good.

"I knew it! So it was a poison! A poison without a cure!" Lucille exclaimed as if she realized the truth and shivered at the thought of what would've happened if she had tasted it, even though it was a misunderstanding.

"And here I was thinking that Miss Astrid actually put something like in her mouth. How dumb was I. There's no way anyone would consume something as dangerous as that." She said to herself in a fluster and made her own truth.

Astrid heard what she said and looked away, knowing the actual truth.

"And a poison so lethal that even immediate treatment would lead to lifelong issues. Something that dangerous could only be made by someone. Not just anyone but someone who specializes in chemicals and the reactions they bring about."

"Someone like Miss Astrid over here!"

Lucille pointed at Astrid, who didn't understand what Lucille was saying and looked at me for an explanation.