Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 101
I was about to bow my head in embarrassment, but I couldn’t. Suddenly, Claude cupped my cheek, lifting my face to meet his gaze.
Confused, I looked up at him, and he suddenly let out a sound of realization.
“No, there’s one thing.”
“What?”
“Please, I’m begging you. Stop running away.”
Every time you do, it feels like my life shortens by ten years, he groaned in frustration.
Hmm, I have to admit, I don’t really have a defense for that.
As I meekly nodded, he finally seemed to relax and gently pressed his lips against my cheek.
But I was skeptical…
Despite my doubts, fortunately, he didn’t say anything more.
“Alright, Rose. Let’s only do what makes you feel good.”
“…….”
“I promised not to scare you.”
The lips against my cheek whispered with a hint of laughter, stirring a strange flutter inside me.
So, somewhat impulsively, I spoke up.
“It’s just the imprinting that’s scary. I don’t dislike you, Lord Claude. Except when you’re being intimidating, I actually like you.”
“I know, I did wrong.”
“So, except for the imprint, I don’t dislike anything else.”
“I see, then… What?”
“As long as it’s not frightening. Like now, it’s okay. I like it.”
“…….”
“…If you still don’t get it, never mind.”
I thought it was no big deal to say it.
But it took a surprising amount of courage to say it out loud, and I was quite embarrassed afterward.
The lips that had been on my cheek abruptly pulled away. I averted my face, now flushed with embarrassment, from his scrutinizing gaze.
Silence filled the room for a moment.
Finally, he spoke.
“Rose.”
“…What.”
“I didn’t quite understand…”
“Ah, forget it…”
Forget it. I’m done.
I tried to get up, but I was firmly encircled in his arms, unable to move.
He easily restrained my flailing limbs and continued,
“I told you, Rose. To avoid misunderstandings, you need to tell me everything clearly.”
“What are you talking about…”
“So, you want me to XX your XX, is that it?”
“…What?”
“There are so many things we can do without imprinting…”
Softly, he brushed my hair behind my ear. He lowered his head, pressing his lips against my exposed ear.
And then, what he started to do was… explain, one by one, the kinds of things we could do without imprinting!
Even occasionally adding his preferences and s****l fantasies into the mix!
“Y, you must be insane…”
“Tell me, Rose.”
He whispered with a hint of a smile in his voice and then gently bit my earlobe.
“Nnh…”
“How would you like me to do it?”
I couldn’t answer. The sensation of his tongue teasingly tickling me was too much, making me tremble involuntarily.
His sweet voice was just a smokescreen. The words pouring out were shamelessly detailed descriptions of various positions. He was teasing me.
No, is he really just teasing me?
…How could he reel off explanations like selecting a drink from a vending machine? Unless he studied diligently for just this moment?
I felt something was off, but the thought didn’t last long.
He began to intensify his actions, sucking on my earlobe, urging me on.
“I, I don’t know….”
“You don’t know?”
“Nngh, I don’t know. So s-stop, please….”
“Haa, if you don’t tell me, how can I know…”
You said it just now. If you don’t tell me, I won’t know, right?
He shamelessly mumbled while his tongue continued to move stickily. My head, shrinking away from the sensation, was firmly held in place.
My face alternated between being flushed red with heat and pale with nervousness.
I wasn’t in my right mind. Naturally, I had no space to weigh and consider my thoughts.
“J, just….”
“Just?”
“Please, have a sense of….”
Have some decency instead of embarrassing and tormenting me like this.
I never asked for a full examination from one to ten! Just don’t scare me, for god’s sake.
Whining from injustice and sorrow, surprisingly, his tongue retreated. My wet ear trembled.
Just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief,
I was suddenly lifted and laid down.
With wide eyes, I looked up to see Claude smiling with satisfaction, as if he got the answer he wanted.
“Thank you for telling me, Rose.”
“?”
“I’ll take care of it, just leave it to me.”
He whispered sweetly as he moved over me.
