Salvage(20)

"Eh...?!"

Lupiney let out a surprised yelp as Morsan pulled her away from the fresh outfits. His hands gently guided her toward a nearby chair.

Lupiney's excitement was palpable, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she eagerly reached out toward the colorful array of clothes. But Morsan knew that she needed to wait, to let the clothes hang for a while before trying them on.

He wanted to make sure that she wouldn't catch a cold.

As Lupiney reluctantly tore her gaze away from the outfits, Morsan reached for a spare towel he had purchased specifically for her.

It was soft and fluffy, the perfect material to dry her damp hair.

He carefully wrapped the towel around her head, his touch gentle and tender.

With each stroke, he absorbed the moisture, being mindful not to tug or pull at her delicate strands.

As he dried her hair, Morsan couldn't help but notice that her tail was still slightly damp.

He knew how uncomfortable it could be for her, the lingering moisture causing a chill to run through her body.

So, he gently untucked the towel from her head and wrapped it around her tail, using his hands to squeeze out the excess water.

Lupiney let out a soft purr of contentment, her tail wagging slightly as the towel absorbed the dampness.

Not wanting to overlook any part of her, Morsan turned his attention to her ears.

He knew that water could easily get trapped in the folds, causing discomfort and potential infections.

With the same care and tenderness, he used the towel to dry her ears, his fingers softly caressing the velvety skin. 

In this whole process, he noticed that her body flinched occasionally.

Once he was certain that he had thoroughly dried her, Morsan let out a contented sigh.

Lupiney's fur was now fluffy and dry. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he had taken care of her, ensuring her comfort and well-being.

"Now you can try your new dress... Mm? what happened?"

As he continued to observe her, he couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in her demeanor.

Her entire body seemed to radiate a newfound warmth as if a dormant fire had been ignited within her.

The rise and fall of her breath became more erratic, each inhalation and exhalation carrying a sense of urgency.

But it was her eyes that captivated him the most. Once filled with a calm and steady gaze, they now shimmered with a hint of moisture, as if unshed tears threatened to spill over.

The vulnerability in her gaze was juxtaposed with a flicker of something else, something primal and untamed.

As her emotions intensified, her physical transformation became more apparent. Her tail, once still and relaxed, now twitched with an energy that mirrored the restlessness within her.

Long, wolf-like ears perched atop her head mirrored the heightened sensitivity she was experiencing, picking up on every sound and movement around her.

And then, he noticed her lips. They trembled unusually, betraying a mix of emotions that seemed to defy categorization.

The trembling of her lips hinted at a desire that was both unfamiliar and exhilarating, adding another layer of complexity to the situation. 

'What the hell... is just happening here...?! She didn't even show any reaction when her slave crest reaction, but now she seemed to be about to cry!.. W-wait!! It can't be...'

*Gulp*

As Morsan approached her, his hand outstretched to stroke her head, he noticed a sudden change in her demeanor.

Lupiney's usually calm and trusting gaze had transformed into one of caution and uncertainty. Her tail and ears stood rigidly upright, a clear sign of her unease. As if she gonna bite his hand.

Morsan couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for not noticing her discomfort sooner.

Lupiney's fierce yellow eyes now appeared teary, as if she had been holding back her emotions.

Morsan's heart sank at the sight, realizing that he had unintentionally caused her distress. He had always known that Demi-humans had sensitive ears and tails, but he had never fully grasped the extent of their sensitivity until now.

Feeling remorseful, Morsan spoke softly, his voice laced with regret. "Apologies, Lupiney," he said, his words carrying the weight of his guilt. "I didn't realize your ears and tail were so sensitive. I should have been more attentive to your needs."

Lupiney got away from him slowly with trembling legs without saying anything back. She went to change her dress after grabbing her new dress while she murmured to himself, "Master is a pervert..."

Due to Morsan's heightened senses, he heard her clearly. Her words turned into an invisible arrow and pierced his heart directly. He stood there as if petrified.

The accusation stung, cutting through Morsan's hardened exterior.

He had never intended to cause harm, let alone evoke such a visceral reaction from her.

The memory of her tear-filled eyes haunted him, a constant reminder of his failure to understand her boundaries.

As he lay on his bed, the weight of guilt settled heavily upon his chest.

How could he have been so blind? He had prided himself on his ability to read people, gauge their reactions, and adjust his actions accordingly. But with her, he had failed miserably.

Morsan had been drawn to her from the moment he laid eyes on her. There was an air of mystery surrounding her, an enigmatic aura that intrigued him. He had been captivated by her seemingly unbreakable spirit, her resilience in the face of pain.

It was that very resilience that had led him to believe she was impervious to the gentle touch he had offered.

"Fuck me!"

He couldn't help but curse himself as he recalled.

'Who would have thought the girl who didn't show any reaction when inflicting pain would react like that to a gentle touch? How would I know she was that sensitive? I thought she wouldn't show any reaction this time too though... Tsk...'

He felt disgusted as he remembered the words that the little girl said. 

As he pondered on how to reconcile with Lupiney once more, exhaustion suddenly engulfed him.

His eyelids grew heavy, and he succumbed to sleep in an instant. The weight of his thoughts and emotions had taken a toll on his weary mind and body, leaving him no choice but to surrender to the embrace of slumber.

***

Author's note:

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