Chapter 66 Temptation
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Yuuri’s rigid length pulsed between Ashley’s soft, trembling thighs, nestled in the slick cradle just below her soaked center. It grazed her entrance with every tiny shift, teasing without entering, and the heat was intoxicating. He had no wish to escape this velvet haven. Instead, he seized her white-clad curves and pulled her flush against him, melting into the yielding warmth 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 sweet delay, a way to savor the spark without leaping into the flame. 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♡”
There wasn’t a single flaw in her pose—a perfect, yearning invitation. Her long legs stretched straight, heels parted to fully reveal her secret warmth, making it effortless for him to glide in. His gaze traced the elegant arch of her spine. She pushed her curves forward, cradling them in her arms and flaunting them in the mirror’s reflection.
Her hips tilted back at the ideal angle, yet was it also to highlight the faint shimmer of the glowing mark on her inner thighs?
”Don’t move from that position,” he commanded. “You’ve offered yourself perfectly—I’m going to savor the view.”
”Yes, Yuuri! This body is yours, my love! Do whatever you please!” Ashley gasped, the endearment thick in her voice.
Her smooth skin was barely covered, adorned only in snow-white lingerie that left her peaks and most private warmth exposed. His childhood friend—now bound to him soul-deep—wore this daring bridal attire to tempt her husband, showcasing her luscious form.
”Hah, hah! This… this is my treasure!” Yuuri choked out, the sight overwhelming.
The secret warmth before him glistened with desire, aching for him. But to rush forward would waste the moment. His devoted bride had worked so hard to hold this provocative pose—he owed it to her to admire her fully.
”What a full, inviting rear,” he murmured, voice thick. “All this softness to grip, Ashley—you must crave being cherished.”
”Hngh, yes, my love!” she whimpered. “I used to dislike this body… but now, just baring my hips to you makes my core ache with need!”
Ashley held the welcoming stance, but in the mirror, her expression was one of pained longing. After years of resignation, she must have loathed a body she couldn’t offer her beloved. Now, joined with him, it filled her with pride.
To prove it, her hips gave a tiny, insistent wiggle, defying his order. Yuuri lightly tapped her enticing rear to still her. A surprised yelp escaped as the sound echoed. He slid his hand along her warm flesh, slipping a finger beneath her garter belt.
”Ah, this is perfect,” he praised. “The fabric biting into your skin only makes it softer.”
”Haaa, I’m so happy!” Ashley sighed with delight. “And to feel your touch under my lingerie! Your finger feels even stronger than usual!”
He kept caressing her, fingers slipping past the daring lingerie’s edge. Pressed by the fabric’s tension, his fingertip sank deeper into her yielding warmth.
—Truth be told, Yuuri once thought such revealing lingerie was too bold for Ashley. But the form crafted by a skill based on his own desires was perfect: the sculpted silhouette of the clothes, paired with the raw allure of bare skin. Each praise for her adorned beauty made Ashley shiver, crying out in gratitude.
As he savored her devoted pose, she spoke up, perhaps stirred by the lingering caress while forbidden to move.
”Say, Yuuri,” she cooed. “Don’t you think tying me with cords could make my body even more beautiful for you?”
”Ah… binding, huh,” he mused. “But I wouldn’t know how to tie you properly. And I don’t want marks on your perfect skin.”
She hadn’t demanded it outright, so it wasn’t from a manual. It was impressive she’d thought of it herself, just to please him—but it wasn’t something to try without care. Binding her curves would highlight them, but he wouldn’t risk it unprepared.
”Binding… it really exists!” she gasped, thrilled.
”H-Hold on. We’re not doing that today,” he insisted, a touch of panic in his voice.
But an overly devoted companion sometimes ignored her beloved’s wishes. His body had reacted to the image of Ashley bound in white and red cords, and she’d sensed it instantly. The spark of lust in her eyes didn’t fade as she murmured something unsettling.
He tried to soothe her, but her determined gaze held firm. He was certain this would fuel their next “study session.”
”Ashley, stop ignoring me to chase your thoughts,” he scolded gently.
For now, he needed to satisfy his bride with their current love and steer her from complex ideas. Though it felt a shame to shorten the foreplay, she’d already begged for union—he should grant it and melt her thoughts away.
He moved behind her again, gently rubbing his length against her entrance. As he teased her stiff peaks with both hands, Ashley snapped back, sighing with sweet pleasure.
”Fwah, hnngh! I’m sorry, Yuuri, I’m so sorry! Ahh, I’m finally getting your love, aren’t I?”
”That’s right, Ashley,” Yuuri said, voice husky. “It’s the love you’ve craved. You’ve served me so well. I can’t hold back either.”
Just his whisper made her soft body tremble. Each brush of his tip against her sensitive bud blurred her mirror expression into bliss, accompanied by sharp cries.
”Hey, don’t clamp your legs! Do you not want me inside?”
”H-Hiii! No, don’t take it away! I want your love inside me!”
Her thighs squeezed shut, chasing the numbing pleasure of his touch. Reprimanding her gently, he nudged her ankle to free himself. He gripped her rear firmly, and the bride, ashamed, thrust her hips back, longing for him.
”Good girl,” he praised, and her breath hitched. “…I’m going in.”
”Y-Yes! Ahh, ohhh, haaah…!”
Schlick, the sound of his tip sinking in was wet and deep. Just that made Ashley’s face light with ecstasy, her warmth drawing him in.
”Ashley, I love you.”
”Hah! I love you too, Yuuri! I adore you! I have since ten years ago! Always, from way back!”
He gently stroked the hips of his tearful, sobbing bride. Though he’d taken her countless times, she felt as fresh as the first. He knew it came from the truth of her unchanged love over a decade, and it moved him deeply.
It wasn’t just the heat of the moment or a companion’s surrender. It was built on her first love, affirming everything she was, and Yuuri adored the childhood friend nestled by his side.
He desperately wanted to see her face melt under his love, so he fought the urge to plunge in. Slowly, he pressed forward, and each scrape against her folds made Ashley’s chin tremble with blissful cries.
”No need to ask, do I? You sound fulfilled, Ashley. Your warmth grips me with every stroke.”
”Yes, your love feels so good! This is it, this completes me! I’m only myself when you’re inside me! —Ah, hnnn!“
He was just beginning to savor her exquisite warmth, but her confession—that her true purpose was to hold him—made it impossible to deny her.
No, he knew the truth: saying it was for her was an excuse. He’d simply fallen to the lure of ultimate pleasure deep inside her.
In playful revenge for her clever seduction, he pressed his tip firmly against her deepest point. With an upward thrust, the bold bride cried out, tightening around him.
”Damn you! I was savoring you, but you rushed me! Is this little core what drives me wild!?”
”Ah-heh, heh! Th-There! Oh! You’re lifting my core! It makes me dream of a family!”
Even when he tried to enjoy her, her desires raced ahead. As he chased the next wave she offered, he fell into a spiral of passion. By mentioning a family—a future he was delaying—she stirred his possessive heart.
She was like a wild mare who’d dropped the reins, charging toward bliss with her rider. She threw all her charm at him.
”Kuh! Even if you want it, it’s forbidden! I won’t start a family until I secure the Labyrinth!”
”Oh, no, don’t say that! You see, a woman’s core has seeds, doesn’t it? And my lessons taught me if your love reaches those seeds, a child can grow! I want you to use me! Turn my seeds into a family!”
Her bold proposition was relentless, her simple words igniting him further.
—Even in another world, knowledge varied. A commoner might only know “it” makes babies. But a count’s daughter like Ashley had learned the basics, though her plain explanation hit his modern mind like a lover’s tease, fueling his desire.
”Damn you! To offer yourself like fertile ground! You’re the girl I love, yet you’ve become this tempting!”
”Oho! Agh! Heh-heh, yes! That’s it! My core is for growing! I’m your family garden! Oh, nngh!“
With a bride of supreme beauty and perfect form, he couldn’t help but scold her vulgar words. But even as he tried to silence her by thrusting deep, Ashley’s pleas continued.
Despite the loud sounds of their union, her mirror face trembled with rapture, her tempting body convulsing to stir him.
”Hoh! Let’s start a family! Me, the princess, Suzuri-san too! We’ll go far away, raise children together, and live happily!”
It was the safest path for them alone. Clearing land would be easy now. He’d considered it. But it defied the goddesses’ plans, risking interference. More than that, he had a personal reason.
”No. I don’t want Marina or Suzuri to hate me.”
”—That’s true, my love.”
She’d been half-serious, but knew he wouldn’t yield. Still, seeing her nod, a touch wistful at the others’ names, stirred his affection for his jealous lover.
”Besides, do you think I’d settle for one or two children?”
”Eh? Nnngh, ahn!“
To guide his bold wife, he resumed moving. He pressed against her core to make her feel his desire, forcing her to grip his neck, abandoning the mirror to stay steady.
With both hands free, he rubbed the glowing mark symbolizing her seeds, and by instinct, Ashley understood.
”Ah-ha! Th-There! They’re here, aren’t they! My seeds! You’ll grow them in my core, won’t you?”
”That’s right. And all those seeds inside—I won’t waste one.”
His meaning sank in. She realized he envisioned something grander than she’d imagined. The bold wife trembled, twisting to look back questioningly. His predatory smile answered, and she clenched tightly, cheek twitching nervously.
”I’ll fill this core. Not just once or twice. After the Labyrinth, it’ll never rest.”
”Ah, ahhh…! I’m so happy! I’ll bear many of your children! B-But so many—we’ll need help, won’t we?”
Her simple wilderness dream shattered, replaced by this vivid future, and Ashley’s face glowed with joy. Her hips thrashed, as if to make it real.
But the talk wasn’t done. To tame the wild mare, he gripped her peaks like reins. With a sharp cry, her movements stilled.
”That’s why we need the Labyrinth. Children aren’t just born—they’re raised. Until they stand on their own, our duty isn’t done. You, Marina, Suzuri—you’ll all bear many for me. The Labyrinth gives us the means. —You’ll help, won’t you, Ashley?”
It was an order. As his companion, she couldn’t refuse. She faced danger for the Labyrinth, and after, her core would serve its purpose. Yet the new bride offered a blissful smile and nodded.
”—This is your punishment for tempting me. After the Labyrinth, you’ll meet others carrying my child!”
”Yes! Hee-hee! To think of it! I’m so happy, my love!”
Yuuri embraced the bride squeezing him with her warmth and arms. Reflecting her bold form in the mirror, he whispered to his bare Ashley.
”Alright, this is a rehearsal. Ashley, what is your warmth for?”
”Yes, Yuuri! It’s to bear your children! To make you feel good and hold your love! Your gift, please fill my core!”
Imagining their future, Ashley cried out, voice mixed with ecstatic sighs. Answering his childhood friend’s flawless offering, he thrust, his length taut.
”Ah! Heh, nngh! It’s amazing, my mind’s spinning! Oh! You’re pressing my core, I’ll peak right away!”
”Ugh, hold on, you eager warmth! You’re rushing before I’m ready!”
Yet her warmth spasmed, signaling her peak. But he couldn’t hold back against the sweet grip. He scraped every fold, then slammed against her core.
”Hiii! I’m sorry! But I’m peaking! Yuuri’s love is too strong, my warmth surrenders! Forgive me, I’m peaking!”
”Guh! You peaked without me! But you’re not done until I am!”
As desire drove him, her warmth tightened, urging his release. But he wouldn’t yield just because she begged. A companion’s duty was to lead her beloved to perfect bliss. She could peak boldly, but couldn’t slacken. If she couldn’t endure, he’d motivate her.
”Come on, Ashley, hold on. This is a rehearsal. Why peak just for yourself?”
”Hic, hee! To grow a family! I need to make you feel good to bear your children!”
The future whispered—a light returned to her pleasure-glazed eyes. She gripped the vanity again, bracing and thrusting back to take him deeper.
”That’s it. Ah, you’re tighter! I’m close too.”
”Hah, ahn! Come! You’re pulsing! Ahh, you’re giving me a child now!”
Her warmth moved not just to receive, but to welcome his gift, tending the length that would bless her. Glancing at the vanity, the mirror showed Ashley’s bold face, lost in sensation, unaware of his gaze.
Using her rapturous expression as final spark, synced with her rhythm, his peak came swiftly.
”Ugh, hah! I’m there! Ashley, now!”
”Yes! Anytime! Ahh, I’m peaking! Peaking while growing your child!”
With her cries for a family, her warmth clenched fiercely. The pulsing drew him into her core. Pleasure surged from his length to his mind, merging with her cries. The dam broke, and he released, gripping her waist to keep every drop.
Pulse! Surge! Flowwww!!!
”Hiii, I’m peaking, I’m peaking!”
With the warm torrent filling her, Ashley’s back arched fully. In the mirror, through pleasure-clouded eyes, she wore a blissful smile at the gift received.
He supported her trembling body, readying her for the second wave only a companion could feel.
”Oh! Oh! Fwah! Ah, it’s coming! Fwuaaahhhhh!“
Soon, Ashley cried out and arched again. A burst of magic rose from her core to her chest. His wife, reshaped by a new skill, seemed to collapse from exhaustion.
”Whoa. You okay, Ashley? I pushed too hard. Let’s rest.”
”Heh! Yes, please! That was incredible!”
From her overwhelmed warmth, he withdrew his still-throbbing length. He carried his bride and laid her gently on the bed.
Her body was utterly relaxed, spirit spent. A sheen of sweat dotted her beautiful face, eyes closed, breaths shallow. He wiped the perspiration away, lay beside her, and intertwined their fingers.
—Desire still swirled in him. As a companion, she’d seek him again after a brief rest.
This was their first night as husband and wife, blessed by the gods. And their love showed no sign of ending.
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends, she endured long isolation while frozen in stone and relied on inner magic to preserve her sense of self.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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