Chapter 448: *The Beginning Of The End [CX] (A Naughty Queen)*

He stared at the ceiling of the open night sky above.

The stars were quiet, the lanterns swayed, and the bamboo fountain kept its steady, indifferent rhythm.

Tok… tok… tok…

And beneath the water, Isabella was completely unbothered.

Gluckh… gluckh…

Her mouth had taken him in fully now.

He could feel the soft, warm press of her lips wrapped around his cock beneath the surface. The heat of the spring and the heat of her mouth blurred together into something that made it very hard to think clearly.

Her tongue moved slowly, dragging along the underside of his cock. Flat and firm and impossibly patient.

Gluckh~ gluckh~…

He kept his face neutral.

This was, without question, the most difficult thing he had ever done.

Vivian shifted slightly beside the edge of the pool.

“Mmm…”

A small, sleepy sound left her lips.

She resettled, her eyes still closed, with one arm draped loosely over the stone. She looked like a painting that showcased someone fully relaxing.

He looked at her for a slight moment, but then, Isabella’s tongue swirled slowly around the tip of his dick beneath the water.

Gluckh~

His eye twitched, and he instantly looked away.

“H-heugh…”

A quiet breath pushed past his lips. He disguised it by reaching forward and picking up his cup of tea from the stone tray.

He brought it to his mouth, took and set it back down.

Clink.

Normal… perfectly normal.

Gluckh… gluckh… gluckh…

Isabella had found the rhythm now.

Slow and deep and thorough.

Her head moved beneath the water in a steady, unhurried bob, her lips dragging along his full length with each pass.

He could pretty much feel everything

The soft inner warmth of her mouth, the gentle press of her tongue underneath, and the light, careful graze of her teeth that she used just enough to make his stomach tighten.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

Of course she did.

Gluckh~ gluckh~…

The muffled, wet sounds were quiet.

Hidden beneath the surface, and swallowed by the ambient noise of the spring around them. No one listening from outside would have heard anything unusual.

But he heard everything.

“Haah…”

He exhaled through his nose.

His grip on the stone edge tightened.

Vivian’s finger traced a lazy pattern on the stone beside her, humming a small song without a single care about the world.

“Hmn~, lala~”

She had no idea.

She was right there.

Close enough that he could feel the warmth radiating off her shoulder.

And she had absolutely no idea that beneath the still, steaming surface of the water, Isabella had her lips wrapped fully around his cock and was moving with quiet, devastating patience.

The thought made everything feel ten times worse.

Or ten times better.

He was not entirely sure which.

Gluckh… gluckh… gluckh~…

Isabella adjusted.

He felt her shift position slightly beneath the water, her hands coming to rest against his thighs to brace herself.

And then she took him deeper.

Gluckh~!

He pressed his lips together so hard they went pale.

“Hnngh…”

The sound barely made it out as he smothered it almost instantly.

But suddenly, Vivian stopped humming.

He stopped breathing for a slight moment.

Then she turned her head slightly to the side, eyes still closed.

“…Did you say something?”

“M-mhm? No?”

His voice came out completely flat.

She made a small sound of acknowledgment and resumed her humming.

“La~la~”

Beneath the water, Isabella had not paused for even a single second.

Gluckh~ gluckh~ gluckh~…

Her pace was still slow, but there was intention behind it now.

A focused, deliberate quality to each movement that told him she was paying very close attention to every small reaction she was drawing from him.

Her tongue pressed against the underside of his tip on each upward drag, and she persistently started brushing her tongue against that same spot.

She had found exactly what she was looking for and had decided to stay there.

Gluckh… gluckh…

His thigh muscles tensed beneath the water.

“Uhhg…”

His breathing had shortened.

He was barely managing it.

The lanterns above swayed.

Rustle…

Steam curled between him and Vivian.

The night air was cool above the water.

The contrast made the warmth of the spring feel even more encompassing. And the warmth of Isabella’s mouth beneath it felt like something else entirely.

Gluckh~ gluckh~ gluckh~…

She was moving faster now.

But the rhythm had changed into something less leisurely and more purposeful.

Her hands pressed more firmly against his thighs. He could feel her hair floating against his legs beneath the surface like silk.

“Haah…”

He set his palm flat against the stone.

“Mmhm…” Vivian yawned softly beside him.

“The water is making me sleepy,” she murmured.

“Mm…”

One syllable.

That was all he trusted himself with right now.

Gluckh~ gluckh~ gluckh~…

Isabella’s lips tightened around him.

A firm, deliberate squeeze as she drew upward, then back down.

Taking him deep enough so he could feel the back of her throat, the soft give of it, the way she held him there for just a moment before pulling back.

Gluckh~…

His jaw locked.

The pressure building in him was becoming very difficult to ignore.

“Fuck… heugh!”

His exhales were shorter now despite his best efforts. He stared hard at a fixed point across the spring.

A dark stone near the water’s edge…

He focused on it with everything he had.

It unfortunatelydid not work.

Gluckh gluckh gluckh~…

She was relentless with movements, as if she had decided before she went under that she was not surfacing until she had gotten exactly what she came for.

Plish..

Vivian suddenly adjusted her position, bringing her closer to his shoulder.

The contact, small, casual, and completely innocent, landed at exactly the wrong moment.

“Hnngh…!”

He pressed the back of his hand against his mouth.

His whole body pulled taut beneath the water.

Gluckh~ gluckh~…

Isabella felt the tremors instantly and slowed down immediately.

She didn’t stop, but stopped completely deepthroatning his cock, and instead started sucking only on the tip.

Then, she would take a little bit of more of his cock onto his mouth before pulling away.

Plish… plish…

The water trembled slightly around him.

A deep, silent tremor moved through his body from the inside out.

“Dammit…”

He exhaled through his teeth.

The spring settled.

Tok… tok… tok…

Splurt…!

He finally couldn’t hold back and shoot his seed directly onto Isabella’s mouth, whose suction instantly increased, causing his knees to almost go weak.

Then, without a sound, the water beside him shifted.

Plish…

Isabella surfaced slowly.

Her silver hair clung to her face and neck as she smoothed it back with one calm hand and straightened herself without so much as a ripple.

She reached for her cup of tea and took a small, composed sip as if she had simply been stretching her legs.

Rustle…

A moment later, Vivian opened both eyes slowly. She looked up at the sky above them, her crimson hair floating slightly at the edges in the water.

“…The stars are pretty tonight,” she said.

Isabella looked up as well.

“They are,” she agreed.

“The sky is very clear.”

Aestrea looked up too.

“It is not always like this,” he said.

“The city lights usually make it harder to see them.”

“Then we are lucky,” Isabella said simply.

Vivian hummed in agreement.

“Hm…”

Another comfortable silence.

Plish… plish…

“Are you hungry?” Vivian asked suddenly.

Isabella considered this for a moment.

“…Slightly,” she admitted.

“I could eat,” Aestrea added.

Vivian nodded with great seriousness, as if this were a matter requiring careful deliberation.

“They have food here,” she said.

“I saw a menu near the entrance.”

“What kind of food?” Isabella asked.

“Small things like rice, grilled fish, and some soup.”

Isabella nodded slowly.

“Soup would be nice.”

“It would,” Vivian agreed.

They both looked at Aestrea.

He looked back at them.

“…I will call someone,” he said.

“Thank you,” they said at the same time.

He reached over and pressed the small wooden call button on the stone tray. A soft chime rang somewhere in the distance.

Ding…

They waited.

Tok… tok… tok…

“Do you think they have dumplings?” Vivian asked.

“It did not say dumplings on the menu,” Isabella said.

“I know. I am asking if you think they have them anyway.”

Isabella thought about this very seriously.

“…Probably not.”

Vivian sighed.

“Unfortunate.”

A soft knock came from the wooden door at the edge of their private area.

“Excuse me,” a polite voice called from outside.

“You rang?”

“Yes. Could we get some food? Whatever soup you have. And rice,” Aestrea nodded before asking.

“Of course. Anything else?”

Vivian leaned toward him.

“Ask about the dumplings,” she whispered.

“…Do you have dumplings?” he asked.

A brief pause from outside.

“We do, actually. Pork and vegetables.”

Vivian’s eyes lit up immediately.

“We will take those!”

“Right away.”

The woman in the yukata retreated back to the corridor, leaving the three of them alone. Thankfully, they were talking with walls between them, because if not…

Both Vivian and Isabella would get a little jealous.

Or not…

That aside…

’…The day it’s finally coming.’

Aestrea clenched his fist tightly as he looked at the two women in front of him. They were happy, peacefully talking with each other…

He didn’t want them to lose that smile, and to do that…

’…I’ll need to destroy the Primordial Court.’

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