Chapter 45. The Night I Wanted

"It is that I, Kurt Von Ritzburg am is more perverted than you are!"

"Yes?!"

"It seems you are puzzled. It's just that I am more perverted than you. From the first time I saw you, my eyes were attracted to your figure…"

My mouth started to flow, and with it came out all the details which are undoubtedly true. I laid out my desires and all of my intentions about Miria. As the details stretched on, Miria's face transformed, from her initial puzzled face to shy and then to embarrassed.

Her loved one is blurting out his sexual desires about her at midnight. The ones who wouldn't be embarrassed aren't human. Let alone her, I too am embarrassed.

I am fortunate that night hid my red face, and I persisted, all for the greater victory. I need to do it, all for my graduation. At this point, I am no longer a normal human, but a horny monster who needs to be satisfied at any cost.

"K-Kurt, what are you saying?"

Miria with her full embarrassment after hearing my thoughts all about her body, looked at me and wanted to understand the meaning of my speech. After all, she didn't see the meaning behind my statements.

Why did I proclaim myself to much bigger pervert than her?

"Don't you understand? I just mean that I want to f**k yo—"

"I know that! I want to ask why you said all that."

"Isn't obvious?"

Under her shy yet puzzled face, I bowed down and looked at her face as I caressed her face. Her face was blushing but she didn't escape with her eyes and continued to look to find an answer.

"It's all to make my lover that she also has a perverted companion. Am I right, my perverted lover?"

I went up to her ears, and bit them softly, making Miria exert a small moan of pleasure along with it. My words made her face which was enough red to redden, making me wonder if she was alright.

Thump!

Unknown to me, my words worked like a charm. Her heart spiked up, and Miria's face blushed and a sweet smile born out from her cold face. She understood that I was doing it all to make sure she didn't feel bad for being different.

'Kurt…'

'W-What? What is she thinking?'

But that all is Miria's thoughts. My intention was not that good. I meant what I said. I just didn't know what to do, so I took the route of truth, thinking it would be better if I said the truth to her as well.

Just by looking at her face, her eyes that looked with a love-frenzied state, I knew that she was overthinking again. But I had no intention to make it right.

'If this misunderstanding can elevate my image, then I don't need to waste effort to make it right.'

I don't know what she thought, but her eyes indicated that the problem was solved. In truth, was that a problem at all? Miria being perverted? It is not even a problem. But I can't say it aloud. What if she finds it bad? I have reached up to this point, and losing the reward is not the option.

At first, I wanted to laugh aloud, but her teary face offset me. And then I guessed, that as much insignificant issue it might be for me, she must be really troubled because of it.

Then, all I have to do is remove that issue. And I tried to tell the truth, she misunderstood it, but all ended well. As Shakespeare said – All's well that ends well.

"Well then, Miria."

Now, it's time to pluck the ripe fruits.

"K-Kurt, what are yo--?"

Without letting her react, my hands went to my half-opened shirt which was Miria's work, and I took it off completely laying myself bare, and threw it somewhere in the corner. My pants were always down, and the softened dick fluctuated, anticipating for the near future coming in a moment.

"What am I doing? I am rewarding you for speaking the truth. Now, Miria get ready for Massage Appointment."

My face was a few centimetres away from hers. My eyes were staring at her, both looking at each other trying to mesmerize each other. The comedic atmosphere disappeared, replacing the before – the lewd tone she and I created during the kiss.

Finding my assertive self in front of her, Miria shied a little. But she didn't try to escape. Because she knew it was futile.

'Those eyes… Kurt is determined.'

My eyes were fixated on her, scaling her all like a prey to be devoured, all that made her down twitch. Lust was overflowing from me, and she could detect it. After all, she was no different from me. And I could see it from her lusty smile.

Her perverted self was ready to give me what I needed, as she wanted that as well. Looking at her enchanting figure glowing in the moonlight, my stick hardened. This woman… I can't help but think she knowingly emphasized her chest at the moment.

'What! Do you think I would back out?! No!'

My pride was destroyed during the outburst. There is no way I am going down now. My hands grabbed that chest directly and squeezed them catching her off guard.

"Mmnn~ K-Kurt!"

"These are amazing!"

She blushed and turned her head, and my hands in return didn't stop and went to play with it. Just from above the clothes, I rubbed, pinched, and squeezed those balls like they belonged to me which is correct. Now, then belonged to me.

Her slow moans were a turn-on, but something was still missing. I grabbed the middle of her pajamas and ripped them off. The stitched buttons fell and what came out was the real thing I wanted.

"K-Kurt, thi—Aahn~! This~!"

Without letting her question, my mouth went on to suck those two cherry nipples waiting for me to gobble them. And I did the exact thing they invited me to. My tongue started to show its expertise, and the occasional bits made Miria's moan tone up more than normal.

"Kurt, more~! Please, please suck them more~!"

Of course. Your orders, madam. I happily oblige.

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