The first time the angel appeared at Adele’s bedside.
The second time the angel appeared at Adele’s bedside.
The ultimate appearance of the angel…
Ahem, it wasn’t the ultimate appearance yet, it was only the second time, but Adele had already gotten used to opening her sleepy eyes in the morning and seeing the silver-haired angel Seraph, who came and went without a trace, with a delicate and beautiful face like porcelain.
But this delicate and beautiful body was said to be just a “blow-up doll” that Seraph had created for herself.
Her true form was something that would make you lose sanity just by looking at it.
If the being who created her true form was the so-called “Lord,” Adele could only say that He had His own unique aesthetic.
Since it was a life-size doll, and she appeared at her bedside without greeting, if Adele woke up in the middle of the night, she would probably mistake her for a ghost and be scared to death.
If that happened, don’t blame her for unleashing her beastly nature.
Adele harbored mischievous intentions in her heart and crawled over to Seraph. The girl’s appearance in her pure and seductive lingerie was incredibly alluring.
Before the angel could react, Adele had already pushed her onto the bed and straddled her.
Seraph’s expression at this moment was like six dots left in the sky after a crow flew by.
At the same time, she didn’t show any intention of resisting, just staring at Adele with her crystal-clear eyes.
This instantly extinguished a lot of the fire in Adele’s heart.
Adele pouted her cute little mouth and complained,
“Boring, give me some reaction.”
Reaction?
Hearing this, Seraph thought carefully, then tried to roll her eyes, sticking out her pink tongue, and making a “V” sign with both hands.
Adele burst into laughter.
Seraph was a little confused, wasn’t this the expression Adele wanted?
She retracted her expression and returned to her usual self, but there was a hint of inexplicable emotion in her eyes.
It was these emotions that made her charming, not like a real doll that could be played with at will.
Adele leaned down gently, kissing her eyebrows, then her nose, and finally her lips.
Seraph responded obediently.
But there were no feelings developing between them.
Adele was just venting her needs, and Seraph was simply responding to her needs.
After all, Adele and Seraph hadn’t known each other for long, and their story was simple.
One was an angel who thought Adele had the potential to be a witch, and then in her hands, Adele was turned into a Lust Witch.
From this perspective, Seraph could be considered Adele’s superior.
So Adele’s current actions could be considered insubordination.
Adele woke up not too early, and with washing up and having breakfast, she would be late if she didn’t hurry.
So she quickly undressed Seraph.
Replacing her clothes with her own body, a long pink tail slowly emerged.
Seraph felt the girl’s demands, her body instinctively let out a gasp, her legs clamping together, her fingertips unconsciously leaving a few scratches on Adele’s back.
It wouldn’t be long before they healed. Even though Adele was a low-ranking vampire, she still had stronger self-healing abilities than ordinary people.
Adele, wincing from the pain in her back, bit down on Seraph’s…
“Ugh—!”
She was such a delicate girl.
She couldn’t stand even a little pain.
She could take advantage of others, but others couldn’t take advantage of her.
The girl’s long tail also took this opportunity to push forward, almost beyond Adele’s control.
But at the last moment, Adele stopped it.
Seraph opened her bewitching eyes, looking at Adele in confusion.
Adele explained softly,
“Sorry, but for a first time like this, I want to save it for someone I like.”
Adele probably understood that as a Lust Witch, she now had an extraordinary “phantom limb.”
The Lust Witch’s tail could replace its owner, reaching deeper, completely captivating a girl’s body and mind, dyeing her with her own unique color.
It was only at this moment that Adele realized this and instantly suppressed the surging desire in her heart.
She could have gained immense pleasure by simply thrusting her tail deeper.
But images of Celeste, Hermione, and the others suddenly flashed through Adele’s mind…
This girl, who had always been unable to resist temptation, actually held back at this moment.
It was as if she had reached the point of no return, but she forcibly stopped herself!
This showed that even a girl who seemed to have no bottom line still prioritized feelings in her heart.
Seraph’s expression looked a bit complicated.
She wanted to say that a witch representing “Lust” didn’t need something as burdensome as feelings.
It would only make Adele weak, unable to plunder any power or any strong person for her own use.
But distant memories resurfaced in Seraph’s mind. She remembered the first girl who could be described as utterly ruthless, but she met a destructive end…
So Seraph ultimately chose to remain silent because she wasn’t qualified to judge which path was right or wrong.
But at least Adele’s choice to take a different path opened up another possibility, waiting for her in the not-too-distant future.
“Then, let’s do it the usual way.”
“Adele, save your precious “first time” for other women.”
Seraph gently embraced Adele in her arms.
Adele felt inexplicably touched, and a sudden surge of guilt, “I’m such a scumbag,” washed over her.
Was it because she was still just using Seraph as an object…
Even though it was Seraph’s own request.
But actually doing it, she still felt a little guilty.
Perhaps if this guilt accumulated enough, it could turn into real feelings.
The so-called… developing feelings over time?
After simply having her fun with the angel, Adele carried Seraph to the bathroom and gave her a quick wash.
Looking at the bite marks and wounds she had left on Seraph’s chest, shoulders, and other places, Adele gulped nervously and said,
“Sorry, Seraph, I’ll be gentler next time.”
But Seraph shook her head.
“It’s okay, Adele can be rougher with me, we can try more exciting things too.”
She really… Adele was going to cry.
But Adele wasn’t heartless, she would take good care of even a doll.
She had Seraph sit properly at the dining table and then personally prepared breakfast for her.
This made Seraph feel even more strange.
Because after many centuries, Adele was the first person who truly treated her as an equal, communicating with and taking care of her.
Not as a god or a messenger of god.
The angel thought so as she took a sip of the noodles Adele had prepared for her.
A warmth spread through her heart.
Perhaps, this was what deliciousness meant.
Seraph, the angel who didn’t need to eat, unexpectedly finished the bowl of noodles.