Chapter 288: Punishment or Reward?
Although there were reports claiming that people were rational when drunk, that didn’t apply to Adele. She wasn’t completely blackout drunk, but it was as if something was holding back her thoughts. Instead of thinking, she mostly used her slightly open eyes and sensitive body to perceive the outside world, to feel every kiss and caress.
When saying goodbye to Celeste, it was a rare moment when her mind escaped its restraints... the girl tightly gripped Celeste’s sleeve. Adele could feel the weakness and looseness in her fingertips, and the softness of the fabric. This occupied most of her senses, making it even more difficult for her to think.
She was driven only by that vague thought, like a child who would cry if they couldn’t get a toy. She didn’t want to be separated from Celeste, didn’t want to be separated from her doggy... Even if it was just going home after an ordinary dinner, to Adele, it felt like a distant parting. Actually, Adele could go find her golden retriever tomorrow. A gentle golden retriever with drooping ears and long, curly fur... Wait, long, curly fur... where?
But the girl eventually parted with Celeste because her fingertips lost their strength. And because she turned her head and encountered another softness. A faint, cool, milky fragrance wafted over. It’s Hermione—this thought surfaced in her mind. So, Adele’s attention instantly shifted from Celeste to Hermione. She thought, Hermione is also very good. Tsk, fickle woman! It was for this reason that Celeste and Hermione completed the exchange and farewell.
And then, Hermione kissed Adele wantonly in the car. It was a time that left Adele breathless. She didn’t think much, just offering her lips to Hermione, letting her enjoy them in various ways. In Adele’s hazy fantasy, she became the straw of a milk tea. Don’t suck so hard! And there was the sweet taste of milk tea swirling in their mouths. Adele was kissed into a daze, as if flying in the clouds. She occasionally felt vibrations. That was the fault of the broken roads in Twilight City, which hadn’t been repaired for centuries! In a sense, she and Hermione had experienced... a car quake.
Unfortunately, the space in the car was small, and there was an outsider present. With Hermione’s reserved nature, she could only go as far as kissing. Anything beyond that could only wait until they were alone at night. Hermione was looking forward to it. Adele was probably also looking forward to it. Because she had gotten drunk in front of Hermione without any guard. That meant she had at least half consented to anything that might happen next. The reason it was half, not all, was because she still wanted to leave room for embarrassment, to use it as an excuse to ask for something in return later. It sounded quite cunning. But Hermione just happened to like this cunning side of Adele. Moreover, she had already planned to let Adele punish her back tenfold, a hundredfold later.
She carried Adele back to her room and placed her on the soft bed, then impatiently kissed her. And this time, she wouldn’t just stop at kissing.
“Mmm... mmm~”
“Eek!”
“...” Even with her lips sealed, the girl could still let out such charming moans. It surprised and pleased Hermione. And her hands didn’t stop moving either. The first thing she undid was the buttons on Adele’s shirt. Adele’s body trembled slightly, sensitive even just from being touched through the fabric.
This gave Hermione a fresh feeling. Before this, she had always been gentle and submissive to the girl in these matters. She had discovered the devilish side hidden beneath Adele’s sweet, angelic face. However... even the devilish Adele was loved by Hermione. As for whether she would be laughed at for being the bottom, Hermione didn’t care. Today was the first time she experienced being on top of Adele, actively taking the initiative and enjoying the girl. Everything felt so fresh and interesting.
Perhaps Hermione was naturally suited to be the dominant one. It was just that she deliberately suppressed this for Adele. But the girl’s drunkenness today gave Hermione a perfect opportunity. She began to get used to this perspective, this gradually rising feeling. Her fingertips slid across the girl’s soft, undulating lower abdomen.