Top Tier Perversion: Dual Cultivate Secretly

"Just do it!"

Anastasia’s annoyed voice felt music to Vincent’s ears.

Since he had a green signal, he leaned forward.

Anastasia closed her eyes.

Finally, this would happen!

Her first ever kiss...

"Nom!"

Vincent bit on her ear and nibbled.

Anastasia felt a jolt of tingle run down her spine and yelped, almost jumping and falling back on the bench.

Vincent fell on top of her and placed his hands at her sides for support.

A centimeter close and their lips would’ve touched!

Anastasia breathed heavily and stared into Vincent’s crimson eyes, her heart still beating wildly.

Vincent could smell a faint aroma of black tea and Anastasia’s natural floral scent.

A second later, he could even faintly hear the beating of her heart.

The two did not speak.

In the midst of evening, beneath a maple tree, and on a wooden bench...

The two could not avert their eyes from each other.

A maple leaf fell and slowly descended on Vincent’s back.

Maybe that was the final push that was needed...

He leaned in.

Not past her, just a centimeter, enough to touch her rosy lips.

A faint notification rang inside his head but no letters appeared before his eyes, as if the system knew when to not interrupt.

Anastasia closed her eyes as she finally felt her young master’s lips.

Her hands instinctively wrapped around his back and hugged him tight, as if afraid that he would run away.

Clouds slowly drifted away, getting the silver moonlight to softly shine upon the two.

Anastasia’s lips were soft and moist. They had a faint hint of herbal sweetness, most likely from the after dinner tea.

This was just the thing he craved.

He sucked on her lips and gently bit them.

"Mm..."

Anastasia let out a muffled moan, causing her mouth to slightly part.

The opening was enough for Vincent’s tongue to intrude.

It coiled around hers while the two exchanged each other’s sweet saliva.

Being on top of her, Vincent felt her squishy bosoms on his chest while his lowered body was pressed between her legs.

Nothing but layers of clothing was felt at the bottom, but at the top...

Vincent’s hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it moved to the top and grabbed a handful of heavenly softness.

"Mm..."

The clothes were layered but it felt thin, as if she wasn’t wearing a bra.

As he caressed and groped her, she began squirming underneath, grinding herself against his lower half.

Vincent broke the kiss.

A thin trail of saliva bridged the two and broke apart as they breathed heavily.

Vincent knew there was no going back.

Anastasia knew the young master wouldn’t feel shy anymore.

Her hazy blue eyes stared into his crimson eyes, expectantly.

Vincent pecked her lips.

She pecked him back

He pecked again.

She did the same.

It repeated until Vincent finally lowered her uniform.

She definitely wasn’t wearing a bra as her medium-sized milkers sprawled into view.

Her smooth pale skin shone under the moonlight while her pink pearls were erect and invited Vincent to take a bite.

No words were needed.

No words were said.

Vincent tasted the firm pearl and gently bit on it.

"Ah..."

Anastasia moaned and squirmed.

Her grinding only intensified and she caressed Vincent’s hair, indulging him to have more.

Despite it being his first time touching breasts, Vincent was gentle and took things slow.

It was just the right pace for Anastasia as she continued grinding.

"Mhm... Ahh..."

A while later, when Vincent ensured to give love to both the cute puppies, he intensified sucking on them and bit her nipples harder.

His hand kneaded her other breast and Anastasia continued to let out delighted moans.

A few minutes later.

"Ahh... young master...."

Anastasia held Vincent tightly in her embrace as her body shook.

"Ohhhh-!"

She moaned loudly and kept squirming.

Vincent was stuck between her tits and couldn’t move much.

A while later.

Anastasia breathed heavily and looked at Vincent.

"Young master... huff... my apologies... I—"

Vincent put a finger on her lips and shook his head.

"There’s nothing to apologize for."

He kissed her lips, then her forehead.

He held her face and said, "It might sound cheesy but... I love you, Anastasia."

Anastasia’s heart began beating rapidly. She didn’t know whether it was due to post climax or the love filled words.

Moisture surfaced her eyes as she held Vincent’s face as well.

"You don’t have to say those, young master. You are not courting me."

Vincent squished her cheeks.

"Say it back."

He pulled them.

"...or I’ll try to check if these can be turned into string cheese."

He pulled her cheeks a bit harder.

"Owf..."

Anastasia softly cried out.

"Say it."

Vincent pulled them harder.

"Owf... ofkay...offay..."

"I wuvv yuu..."

Vincent smiled, but didn’t stop pulling yet.

"What did you say?"

"I wuvv yuuu!"

"Again."

"I wuvv yuuu!"

"Louder."

"I wuvvvv yuuuuu!"

"Louder."

Vincent stopped pulling her cheeks.

"I loveeeee youuuuu!"

Anastasia cried out.

Vincent chuckled softly.

"I love you too."

He leaned down and kissed her again.

The warmth eased all of Anastasia’s pain.

It was the most soothing painkiller she ever had.

She kissed Vincent back.

The two shared the intimate moment for a while longer.

They tidied themselves and went back to the manor.

As Vincent and Anastasia passed through the main hall, lounging relaxedly on a couch and having tea, Vivienne shot them a look.

Standing behind her, Linda looked at them two.

"Is it cold out there, Anastasia?" Linda asked with a concerned expression.

"Did you fall asleep outside, my dear?" Vivienne asked with a curious glance.

Vincent went to sit beside his mother and asked casually, "Why?"

Anastasia went and stood beside Linda, asking a similar question as Vincent’s.

"There’s dried up drool by your mouth."

Vivienne helped wipe Vincent’s mouth with a handkerchief, making his face stiffen in shock.

"Your cheeks are still flushed. Might be too cold outside."

Linda showed Anastasia a mirror.

Her cheeks were too red and they even had a bite mark, let alone flushed!

’Young master...!’

Anastasia bit her lip and swallowed the embarrassment.

"I... I’ll go prepare the bed for young master."

She left in a hurry.

Linda chuckled and went back to her Madam’s side.

Vivienne was still wiping Vincent’s face.

"My, my... there’s even mosquito bites..."

Vivienne showed Vincent the hand mirror she secretly got from Linda behind her back.

It showed bite marks on his neck.

’Mosquito bites, my ass! She definitely knows what happened...’

Vincent stood up and with a completely straight face, said, "Too many mosquitoes indeed. Don’t go out for a stroll in the evening, mom. Especially not near that maple tree with a bench by the gazebo."

"It’s a concern-filled reminder."

He turned and started walking away.

"Goodnight."

He waved his hand.

"Love you too."

He was gone.

Vivienne’s heart skipped a beat as she saw his departing figure.

’Love you...?’

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