Chapter 65 A Teasing Compromise
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Yuuri’s rigid length throbbed between Ashley’s plush, trembling thighs, caught in the slick cradle just below her soaked center. It brushed her entrance with every tiny shift, teasing without entering, and the heat was maddening. He had no intention of pulling away from this velvet trap. Instead, he seized her white-clad curves and tugged her flush against him, sinking into the yielding softness of her body.
”Ahh, mmm♡ My peaks are so stiff♡ If you rock your hips like that, you’ll lift me right off the floor♡”
It was a delicious delay, a way to savor the fire without diving straight into the blaze. He craved the warmth of her skin. Her thighs hugged him with perfect pressure—not as fierce as her core, but exquisite all the same. They both ached to join fully, yet neither wanted to lose even a heartbeat of this teasing embrace.
As he straightened from his awkward crouch to relish the glide, Ashley rose onto her tiptoes. She clamped down tighter to keep him locked in place, her body lifting with his motion.
”Yes, that feels incredible. Your thighs are so soft—they swallow me whole.”
”Nnh♡ Even this makes you happy?♡ Yuuri, you’re such a rogue♡ Hyaa♡”
She clung to him with her legs, but the slick essence coating her center made balance tricky. She refused to let go, thighs quivering as she pressed against her beloved. He praised her clever service, yet the one who had stoked his hunger now teased him for it. For playful punishment, he kneaded her overflowing curves and pinched her stiff peaks. The bold bride shuddered, her body spasming as more warmth coated his length.
”Quiet. When you stroke me so eagerly, even your legs or breasts feel perfect!”
”Hehe♡ I’m glad♡ You love me so much… Wait, breasts?”
Ashley had been coaxing sweet sighs to please him, but now her voice settled into its familiar warmth as she caught the slip. He instantly regretted it.
He had always dreamed of those generous curves serving him—and wouldn’t mind right now. But her eyes sharpened, a hungry spark flaring as she realized her power. His plan to teach the shy lady something daring had backfired; now she was eager on her own terms.
”Yuuri, do you… want me to use my breasts?”
”Uh, well, yeah, I’ve been curious…”
He couldn’t lie, not to his cherished companion who lived to delight him. Trying to distract her with caresses failed; she seized his throbbing length and dropped heavily onto her plush rear, pinning him with her weight.
”Oof! Hey, Ashley, stop—your curves are heavy—ahh, I’m gonna break!”
”Hmph! The workshop’s power keeps you safe, so it doesn’t hurt. You’re the one who loves curves but won’t admit it. Do you want it or not? Stop hesitating and tell your companion!”
She tugged, but thanks to her limits, it didn’t hurt—though instinct made him panic. That fear led to his fatal mistake, ruffling his loyal companion.
”I want it! I want it! Use your breasts to stroke me!”
Her thighs ground against him, her hands playful on his chest, tormenting him with pleasure, yet her tone stayed firm—like their first meeting, full of fire. His schemes crumbled; he nodded obediently.
The moment she released him, he let go of her curves in relief. She spun around, her playful smile returning as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
”I want to stroke you too♡ I want to serve you until you’re lost in bliss♡”
Her beautiful face drew near. Warm breath traced his skin from below. Her emerald eyes glistened as she whispered, warming his heart with tears.
He loved her. No matter how bold his childhood crush had become, it soothed him that it was for him alone. A glance at the mirror showed his own flushed, teary face.
Ashley must have understood. She tightened her hold, pressing close, and gently stroked his head.
”You’re all grown up, but still a crybaby in odd ways. Deep down, you’re the same Yuuri. It makes me so happy.”
”Me too. That fiery Ashley just now? She was the cool girl from back then.”
Was it relief that their bond endured, or joy at seeing his old friend in this daring bride? He didn’t know why tears came, but he spoke his feelings honestly. Ashley blinked, then blushed to her neck, realizing her bold words. Her eyes darted nervously.
”Oh no, that was so improper…!”
”The stuff after was way more improper.”
To her, it was just companion duty, but he had to point it out. She puffed her cheeks and glared in protest.
”You’re still nitpicking everything I do. I always wondered why a commoner like you was so cheeky!”
”Because your faces change so fast—I wanted to see more cute ones. And now you’ve grown into this stunning wife.”
He had fallen for the pure girl in white and pursued her for memories before parting ways. Telling her that, she deflated her cheeks in surprise. Her glare softened; she looked up with a playful smile.
”Ufufu♡ Do you hate a daring wife?♡”
”Ugh… No way. With a body shaped just for me, how could I hold back?”
At first, the Familial Workshop’s changes had intimidated him. But the girl from back then lived inside, seeking him with pure love. Knowing that, how could he push away this woman who gave him her heart?
”Then order me♡ Tell the girl born for you that she’s yours♡”
”Kuh… Ashley… Use those generous curves on me. Serve me with the body that grew for me!”
Once hearts connected, no need to play perfect master. He thrust his raw desire at his beloved. Despite the rough command, she smiled happily, gripped his length, and kissed him softly.
Light pecks on the lips. Her white-gloved hand gently stroked him, fogging his mind with excitement. Satisfied, the playful bride slipped her tongue in once, then knelt slowly, holding firm.
”Sit down?♡ You’re so tall; I can’t wrap you deep with my curves otherwise♡”
He sank into the vanity chair she offered. Spreading his legs, he welcomed his devoted companion between them. Ashley released him for a moment, cupped her heavy curves, and pressed them together as if testing how to trap something inside.
”Like this? Or maybe this?”
It was her first time pleasuring him with her chest—an act so bold she had never imagined it before. She practiced eagerly, rubbing her curves against each other or mimicking a hand stroke from the base upward. As she tried every motion she could think of, she noticed his hungry stare from above.
Each time she tugged her peaks or made her white-adorned curves bounce, his eyes followed. His length twitched in perfect sync. The realization hit her: she was doing it right. A proud grin spread across her face, and without hesitation, she enveloped his rigid length between her generous mounds.
”Ugh—ahhh! This is unreal!”
”Aha♡ Look at your face♡ Does it feel that good between my curves?♡”
Her teasing words made him nod over and over. Of course, nothing compared to her core, the ultimate delight of any companion. But the sheer act of being serviced, combined with the overwhelming softness and weight swallowing him whole, covered far more skin than any hand ever could. The even pressure along his entire length brought a unique pleasure, different from delicate fingertip caresses.
”Nnf♡ You’re moving already♡ Kufu, trying to escape the tip? No way♡ Naughty boys get punished♡”
”Ashley, don’t—oh!”
She ground harder, sending waves of mind-melting bliss up his spine. He bucked instinctively, and her fresh lips latched onto the exposed head poking from her cleavage. A new sensation crashed over him—he cried out. Her tongue flicked the sensitive tip while her pursed lips sucked the whole crown. He couldn’t pull away; her curves pinned the length tight.
”Mmm, mmm♡ You’re throbbing so much♡ Aha, you love it♡ You’re gonna melt from this♡”
”Ahh, yeah! Your curves feel insane! And your mouth—it’s melting me!”
The unexpected rush overwhelmed him; he surrendered to her eager service. Ashley beamed at his writhing. She kept stroking with her chest, glancing up to watch his face. Warm breath bathed the tip as her tongue traced the ridge, shooting sparks up his back.
”Ah♡ This is wonderful♡ I get to see you lost in pleasure…♡”
”Yeah, this is the best. I could stay here forever.”
Truth be told, hands or curves both felt great because they were Ashley’s. But now he regretted not asking sooner. Full union was the strongest sensation, but it left her breathless and him fighting not to finish too fast. Hand strokes often ended with her begging to be filled. This chest play, though? She attacked with full enthusiasm yet stayed in control. The pleasure was intense but sustainable—perfect for savoring their love.
”Yes♡ I never thought a woman’s curves could make you feel so good♡”
”I was scared you’d hate it, so I never said anything.”
It was half a lie to hide his old fixation on her innocent self, but timing had truly slipped away. Now that fear was gone. Their eyes locked as she happily continued. He grew used to the rhythm and even found room to admire her swaying curves. When he scratched or flicked her peaks, she retaliated by sucking harder and swirling her tongue, mining deeper pleasure.
”Fua♡ Ah♡ You’re jumping♡ What now?♡ Keep going like this?♡ Or—”
”Ugh…! I could stay here a while. But if you want more, beg properly.”
Spotting his peak, she checked if it was time to switch—a mark of a perfect companion. Of course, a master never begged to enter. The companion had to plead for mercy. Reading his intent flawlessly, she latched onto the head like a spoiled child, letting him toy with her peaks as she frowned in sweet desperation.
”Ahn♡ Your thick, pulsing length—its scent is driving me crazy♡ I can’t wait anymore♡ Please, mercy♡ Fill Ashley’s center with your big, hard love♡ It’s ready and waiting♡♡”
She freed him from her curves. The lingerie-clad bride spread her legs wide, essence dripping from her slit. Thumbs parted her folds while her arms squeezed her curves together in total submission. Her pleading face and the glowing mark completed the picture of companion perfection.
”Hmph. Fine, since you asked so nicely, I’ll give it to you. Hands on the vanity, hips up. I’ll love you while watching that daring face in the mirror.”
”Haa, yes♡ Thank you, thank you♡ Right away♡”
Her face lit up. She jumped up, spun, and planted her hands on the vanity. The mirror reflected a woman wild with anticipation. He caressed the pure-white curves of her porcelain rear as their eyes met through the glass.
The mirror caught every detail: Ashley bent forward, hands braced on the vanity, her emerald eyes locked on his through the glass. Her full lips parted in a silent plea, breath fogging the surface. The pure-white lingerie clung to her curves, soaked through at the center where the glowing mark pulsed like a heartbeat. She wiggled her hips, the motion making her heavy curves sway beneath her.
Yuuri stood behind her, length slick and throbbing from her earlier service. He gripped her hips, thumbs tracing the soft dimples above her rear. One slow drag of his length along her dripping slit drew a whimper that echoed in the quiet room.
”Ready?” he asked, voice rough.
”Please♡” she breathed, pushing back. “I’ve waited all day for this♡”
He pressed forward, the head nudging her entrance. Her walls fluttered around him before he even entered, greedy and hot. With a single, steady thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Ashley’s cry filled the room—half relief, half ecstasy—as her body stretched to take him completely.
The story pauses here, breath held, bodies joined. Their reflection showed two people who had found each other again, childhood sweethearts remade by magic and desire, finally whole.
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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