Chapter 432: Let’s Put On A Show For Her
Seeing him stare into the distance, Nala blinked at him, confused. "What is it? What are you looking at so seriously?"
He didn’t answer immediately. His smile was growing, lips twitching like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. And then—
He burst out laughing.
A full-bodied, loud laugh that made Nala jerk upright, cheeks instantly going red.
"Wh-What?! What is it?! Why are you laughing like that?!" She shoved at his shoulder. "Don’t you dare say that you’re laughing at me! Y-You said I did well! You can’t laugh at me after making me do something like that!"
Cassius tried to wave her off between chuckles, wheezing. "It’s not you! I swear it’s not that, it’s just...damn, of course this would happen. Of course."
He looked like a man who’d just seen fate itself playing a prank on him and Nala squinted at him suspiciously, now sitting up and clutching her tail like a blanket.
"You’re not making sense, Cassius. First tell me what you’re laughing at first before doing so, you’re making me self-conscious."
Cassius turned to her, still smiling but now with that glimmer of disbelief in his eyes.
"Okay. You want to see something hilarious? Look over there, between those two trees. The brown one and the dark brown one. Yeah, right across the shore. Focus on the little bush in the middle."
Nala tilted her head, following his gesture.
"Look carefully. You won’t see it at first, but once you do..."
Still confused, she narrowed her gaze and peered across the water.
At first, nothing.
Then, a flicker of movement.
Then—
Her breath caught. "Wait..."
Something, no, someone, shifted behind the bush.
A glint of glass caught the sun. And there, sitting awkwardly low in the foliage, was a familiar, regal figure.
"...Is that—?"
Nala squinted harder, and her eyes flew wide.
"MISS JULIE?!"
Indeed. There she was.
Her pristine golden hair tied back, expression pinched with poorly concealed tension. And in her hands, what could only be described as some kind of collapsible scope or lens apparatus, pressed up to one eye like a makeshift telescope.
Julie. The leader of the Holy Guard. Peeping. Like a village pervert.
"Oh my god." Nala whispered, utterly scandalized. "She’s watching us!"
Cassius winced. "Yup."
"And, wait, wait—" Nala leaned closer again, eyes widening further. "She looks...flushed. And is she...? Is she squirming?! Her thighs are rubbing, Cassius! She’s getting turned on!"
Cassius dragged a hand down his face, groaning. "I figured it might happen eventually..."
"What the hell is going on?! Why is the divine Miss Julie crouched in the bushes, spying on us like a horny squirrel?!"
He sighed, glancing sidelong toward the forest.
"Okay. This is highly confidential and will probably get me stabbed with her sword later...but since you’re officially one of us now, and you were bound to find out eventually..."
Nala leaned in, riveted.
"...Julie’s a cuckhold."
She froze. "A what?"
"A cuckhold." Cassius repeated, voice low and conspiratorial. "She gets off watching other girls mess around with me. Or being in the room when things happen. That’s her thing. That’s what gets her going the most."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Nope." He shook his head. "She’d kill me if she knew I was telling you. But come on, look at her. She’s been trying not to breathe too loud for ten minutes."
"I...I can’t believe it..." Nala whispered. "She’s the leader of the Holyfield estate’s forces. The paragon of virtue and discipline. And she’s in the bushes, peeping?!"
"Don’t underestimate her, Nala" Cassius chuckled again, stretching his arms lazily behind his head. "Even though she’s like this, Julie knows how to separate work from pleasure. No one’s a better soldier than her. She’s already been scouting for traces of the Leviathan all morning. This is probably her ’break time.’"
Nala groaned, covering her face. "Oh gods..."
Cassius leaned close, smirking. "If anything, we should give her a reward. For her service."
"A reward?! What kind of reward?!"
He grinned. "Well, since she’s obviously enjoying herself over there...why not give her something worth watching?"
Nala blinked. "You mean, like, let her keep watching while I...?"
"Exactly." He said smoothly. "You don’t have to, of course. But if you want to help her out..."
Nala hesitated, cheeks burning. But then her eyes flicked once more toward the bush, and the flustered commander crouched behind it.
"...You know." She murmured slowly. "It is kinda hot. The idea that she’s back there, watching me do these things to you. And she can’t do anything about it."
Cassius raised a brow. "Oh?"
"I mean..." Nala’s voice dropped, almost shy. "She’s so much stronger than me...But right now? I’ve got the upper hand. I’m the one in your arms. I’m the one making you groan. And she’s just there. Watching."
"Exactly." He murmured. "Now imagine how she feels, watching you do something filthy with the man she wants...and knowing she’s not part of it."
Nala shivered. Her tail twitched.
"Cassius..."
"Mm?"
"...Let’s make her squirm."
"Now that’s the spirit." He gave a delighted laugh.
"I’ll play." She smirked, bold and radiant. "I’ll play with myself. And I’ll let her watch."
She leaned close to his ear, whispering hotly.
"Not just because I want to help her out...but because I like the idea of Miss Julie panting behind a bush while I do unspeakable things with you."
"Damn, you’re shameless." Cassius nearly choked.
"Wonder who I learned it from?" She gave him a wink.
And just like that, she moved with purpose.
She spread her legs, her tail curling around to press the tip against her left entrance—the slick end pushing in with a soft, wet sound. Her fingers, glistening with her arousal, found her right hole, two fingers sliding in with a little moan. She started slow, her tail and fingers moving in a rhythmic, alternating dance, each push and pull drawing a soft gasp from her lips.
"Let her see, Nala." Cassius leaned in, his voice husky. "Show her how you take control."
She didn’t need more prompting. She moaned under her breath, soft and rising, face flushing deeper as she shifted the rhythm, fingers and tail trading places, mirroring each other’s motion, then alternating. Her breath turned ragged with each new pattern, each new angle.
"Ohh...haah, Cassius, it’s...it’s so much." She whispered, lips trembling with the thrill. "It feels too good..."
Cassius could hardly keep still. He knelt closer behind her, eyes flicking toward the bush on shore, where, sure enough, a glint of glass still peeked out between the dark leaves.
Julie hadn’t moved.
Well. Except for the very obvious movement of her hand.
Cassius smirked. "She’s still watching, Nala. Still can’t look away. I bet she’s already lost count of how many times she’s...helped herself."
"I-I don’t blame her." Nala gasped, tail flicking around to draw a slow, spiraling circle down her hip. "If I were her, I’d be doing the same...mmnh—"
She paused, breath catching, then cast him a pleading look over her shoulder.
"Cassius...touch me too." She whispered. "My chest, it’s aching. I want...I want to feel it."
He didn’t wait. His hands came up around her from behind, palms sliding under her breasts, lifting them gently. "Tell me what you want."
"Grope me. Hard. P-Play with them. I want her to see everything."
He chuckled into her ear, wicked and indulgent. "Yes, ma’am."
And then he did.
His fingers found her nipples with familiar ease, rubbing and rolling, tugging just the way he knew would drive her wild. Her body arched into him, tail flicking erratically now, her own fingers joining again for a chaotic rhythm that made her moan and twist, every inch of her consumed by the heat.
"Aah!♡~ Mmh!♡~ Oohh, Miss Julie...Julie’s watching this, Cassius, watching me lose control, watching you do this to me, I can’t, haaah—"
"Let her." Cassius growled, voice low against her throat. "She wants to. She lives for this. And right now, she’s probably whispering your name while soaking her fingers."
He was right.
Hidden in the bush, Julie could barely keep her breathing quiet anymore. Her other hand had long since dropped her telescope to the grass, now forgotten, as her hips rocked against her own fingers deep in her pussy that was already sopping wet.
Her teeth dug into her glove, biting back moans that rose higher with every desperate movement. Her pants were damp, her thighs slick, her composure shattered into a thousand fragments of desire.
"Gods...they’re so shameless..." She murmured into her wrist, cheeks burning.
And yet she couldn’t look away.
Cassius, still stroking and squeezing Nala’s chest, looked down at her as she writhed against him, tail and hand working in alternating frenzy. "You’re putting on one hell of a show."
Nala gasped, breathless. "Th-This might be too much, I feel like I’m...like I’m going to—"
"Then let go." Cassius whispered. "Let her see it."
And as if Cassius’s words were her command, her dam shattered.
"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"
"Ahhh!♡~ Ahhhhh!♡~ Hahhhhhhh!♡~"
Nala’s cry ripped through the stillness, a high, keening wail, as her body convulsed—her pussy clamping down around her plunging fingers in rhythmic spasms, a gush of wetness spilling out to coat her hand and thighs.
Her tail thrashed in the water, splashing wildly, while waves of orgasm tore through her, leaving her shaking and sobbing with release, the sounds raw and unrestrained across the water.
All the while, Julie shuddered in her hiding spot, her own fingers thrusting faster, deeper into her sopping cunt, her clit throbbing under the heel of her palm as she rode the edge.
Her body arched off the ground, a muffled "Nngh, dammit! I’m also—" escaping as climax hit her like a storm, her inner walls fluttering and pulsing, juices soaking through her undergarments and into the earth beneath her.
"Thwap!♡~ Schlurp!♡~ Squish!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"
If anyone had seen her now, knees bent, hair wild, breath shallow and ragged, they’d never believe she was the famed swords women of the Holy Guard.
And at that moment?
She didn’t care.
Back in the boat, Nala slumped against Cassius’s chest, trembling and spent. Her tail curled around them both like a blanket, warm and twitching in afterglow. She peeked up through heavy lashes.
"I...I think we made her break."
"I think she already broke so many times and she’s already lost count." He murmured. "And I also think we should keep going until she begs for mercy."
Hearing this suggestion, Nala grinned lewdly through her flushed face as she said, "This was supposed to be a relaxing fishing trip..."
"It is." Cassius chuckled. "It’s the best one I’ve ever had yet."
And as the sun glimmered off the lake, and the boat rocked gently beneath them—two women, one bold, one hidden—gave in to heat, tension, and voyeuristic delight...while one man simply leaned back and thought to himself that this was, without a doubt, the best catch of the day...