Chapter 83 Interlude꞉ Taking a Breather Amid the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline! Uigetsu
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Uigetsu clung to her father’s left arm, craving the intimacy of their master-and-servant bond. She tilted her chin, flaunting the red collar as proof of her devotion, her eyes gleaming with absolute trust. “I want your commands, Master,” she said, her voice soft but eager.
Uigetsu reveled in submission, her expression radiant with the joy of surrender. As a daughter born to serve, offering her body and soul to her father felt as natural as breathing.
”Close your eyes, Uigetsu,” Father ordered, his tone firm yet warm.
”Yes, Master—” Uigetsu’s breath hitched, a soft gasp escaping her lips.
Father leaned in, fulfilling her unspoken desires. If she sought the perfect master-servant bond, he would embody it flawlessly.
Uigetsu’s cheeks flushed at the promise of a kiss, her androgynous features softening into something more delicate, almost feminine. She kept her eyes shut as commanded, their lips meeting in a tender exchange, tongues entwining as she surrendered completely.
”Mmph…” Uigetsu moaned, overwhelmed by the sensation of Father’s tongue exploring her mouth. Her body trembled, hands cupping his cheeks as their kiss deepened, a fervent dance of devotion.
Her swollen belly pressed closer, the life within stirring as if echoing their bond. Was it her subservient spirit or her mother’s influence? The thought of serving Father ignited a storm of wild joy in her, mirrored by the child learning love from its special place within.
”You may open your eyes,” Father said, his voice steady.
Uigetsu’s lids fluttered open, her heart leaping at the sight of him. “Goshujin-sama… my heart’s racing,” she murmured, breathless. The kiss had unraveled her, her obsidian eyes reflecting only him. As a fallen daughter, she trembled in his embrace, her hands sliding to his chest, savoring the peak of her happiness.
”Is there more you want from me?” she asked, her voice playful yet earnest.
”Of course,” Father replied. “Not just as master and servant, but as mates—come closer.”
Uigetsu’s breath shook with excitement. “As your bride… I’ll claim you, Father,” she said, leaning in to nip his neck gently.
Father chuckled. “What’s that for?”
”You’re my husband,” she teased. “I have to mark you, or some other woman might steal you.” Her tone shifted, a hint of jealousy in her eyes. “And, um, don’t mention Mother during our intimate moments, okay? The Evil Dragon’s blood in me won’t let you go, but it’s possessive.”
Father raised an eyebrow. “Jealous, are you?”
Uigetsu pouted. “If you mention another woman, even family, I’ll sulk. Anyway, how about I leave a mark or two on you as an apology?”
She traced his body with her fingertips, searching for the perfect spot. Her gaze settled on his right ear, where a faint bite mark lingered. “I’ve decided,” she said, grinning. “I’ll mark your left ear, too—proof you’re mine.”
”Both ears?” Father laughed. “You’re thorough.”
”Don’t worry,” she giggled. “It’s subtle—only I’ll know. Up close, it’s enough for me.”
Father tilted his head, and Uigetsu leaned in, grazing his earlobe with her teeth. “Just a little sting,” she whispered, then soothed the mark with gentle licks, her warm breath sending shivers through him. The sensation was unexpectedly pleasant, and she seemed to relish it, her tongue lingering as if savoring a treat.
”This… might become a habit,” Uigetsu said, licking her lips. “Serving you like this feels so right.”
Father smirked. “You used to cling to my cheek as a baby. Maybe this is just who you are.”
Uigetsu’s eyes widened. “Oh! So this isn’t new—it’s been in me since I was born!” She laughed, her voice bright with realization.
Even as an infant, Uigetsu loved clinging to her father’s cheeks or fingers, savoring them like sweet nectar. The memory of her tiny tongue exploring his skin felt vivid, stirred anew by his words.
Her gaze drifted to his outstretched index finger, offered like a pacifier from her childhood. Entranced, she stared at it, then snapped forward with predatory speed, capturing it in her mouth. As her tongue traced his fingertip, her face lit up, as if tasting divine honey.
”This… it’s like when I was a baby!” Uigetsu exclaimed, her voice trembling with delight. “Licking your finger, Father—it’s the best!”
”You’re enjoying the taste?” Father asked, amusement in his tone.
”It’s not just taste,” she said, eyes sparkling. “The act of licking—it sets my Papa Daughter soul ablaze! Your warmth, your sweat, the feel of your skin… it’s pure joy. How could I forget this kind of Service? From now on, every intimate moment will absolutely include my tongue!”
Father chuckled. “A Service with your tongue? That’s an intimacy I’ll look forward to.”
Caught up in her awakened passion, Uigetsu began trailing her tongue along his left arm, a gesture of devotion. Like an infant savoring nectar, she hugged his arm tightly, her tongue teasing his skin with delicate, ticklish strokes.
She glanced up occasionally, gauging his reaction as she stimulated him. A smile tugged at his lips despite the tickling sensation, and when he reached out to caress her sharp, blade-like black horn, her expression melted into one of pure rapture.
”I can’t hold back anymore!” Uigetsu cried, her voice a mix of desperation and adoration. “I want it all—everything! I want to be cherished by Father!”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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