Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Lucretia & Lumiere Arc.

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(POV: Akashic Records)

Lumiere and Genevieve had discreetly slipped away from the bustling first floor of the company and made their way up to the secluded fourteenth floor.

They silently entered a small, dimly lit resting room, where they knew they would have complete privacy.

Genevieve gracefully walked over to the lavish bed, while Lumiere skillfully locked the door to ensure no unwanted interruptions.

Once settled on the bed, Genevieve immediately voiced out one of her few concerns.

"Uh, Lumiere? What about your date?" she asked.

Lumiere tilted his head curiously and replied, "My date? You mean Miss Lilith, don't you?"

Genevieve, slightly flustered, silently nodded, confirming her suspicions.

"Yeah... her," Genevieve responded slowly.

Lumiere chuckled lightly. "I guess I'll just have to make it up to her later."

With the door securely locked, Lumiere turned his attention back to Genevieve, who had reclined on the bed, teasingly beckoning him closer.

"Well for now, you should focus on making it up to me."

These words fueled by lustful intentions made her lips curl into a sultry smile.

As her hands delicately caressed the soft foam beneath her, she languidly spread her legs.

Naturally, it served as an enticing invitation to Lumiere.

His eyes couldn't help but wander.

He noticed a broad, long line of dampness adorning the surface of her white lacy underwear.

Unable to contain his desire, Lumiere whispered teasingly, "You're already so wet..."

Heat filled Genevieve's cheeks as she averted her gaze.

"D... Don't make fun of me, okay...?" her gaze averted even more. "Seeing you made me feel really good down here.."

She slowly placed her hand on her crotch and smiled.

From Lumiere's perspective, what they were about to do was a huge taboo.

And no, it wasn't due to the fact that he was going to have sex with Genevieve, his beloved half-sister. Such unions were quite customary among the nobility and even some royals, with some even choosing to pursue such connections with their full-blooded siblings.

The true taboo lay in the fact that, as a princess, engaging in intimate relations with anyone other than one's betrothed was deemed a grave transgression.

In essence, Genevieve had to preserve her purity until the moment she would unite with her future husband. Should she engage in any form of intimacy with another, it would undoubtedly result in a scandal of monumental proportions, rendering Genevieve ineligible to marry into any esteemed royal or noble lineage.

While Genevieve herself may not have been overly concerned, as her love for Lumiere eclipsed all else, Lumiere himself was deeply troubled by the mere thought of deflowering his cherished half-sister and subsequently jeopardizing her standing within the esteemed circles of royalty.

"Genny..." Lumiere called her name with a serious voice.

Genevieve smiled at him. "Yes?"

"Are you... Is this really what you want...?" he asked her.

Genevieve nodded. "Of course, you're the only one I love Lumiere."

She gently slid her hand down from her gown to her panties and gently rubbed against the wet strip that covered her clit.

"This only belongs to you~" she told him in a seductively throaty voice.

There was no other way.

She already made up her mind.

Lumiere nodded. "Okay then, if that's really what you want..."

...

Soon after, Lumiere and Genevieve found themselves irresistibly drawn to each other, their lips locked in a passionate and fervent kiss.

Their mouths melded together, their tongues dancing in a heated exchange.

Each passing moment, the roughness of their kiss increased, but this was simply on due to the way their tongues fought and wrestled with each other.

Lumiere pushed Genevieve back gently, his mouth insistent against hers.

"Mmmmm~~ Lumiere, you're such a good~~ kissserr~~"

"You~ mhhnnmmmnn~~ too, Genny~"

They spoke to each other as they kissed.

The intensity of their kisses was breathtaking, their lips hungry and demanding as they explored every inch of each other's mouths.

With their lips slightly parted, a thin strand of saliva bridged the gap between them.

They kissed like hungry, lustful animals.

Maybe what heightened the intensity of their sex was how much of a taboo it was.

It made them more aroused in a sense.

Going against all order simply for sexual satisfaction.

Genevieve's hands eagerly gripped Lumiere's shoulders, her body responding willingly to his fervent touch.

Lumiere's hands explored the contours of Genevieve's body, his fingers inexplicably drawn to the luxurious fullness of her buttocks.

It wasn't a doubt that Genevieve inherited her mother's backside.

A good number of nobles and even the King of the Shield Kingdom have had their eyes on Genevieve.

The fatness of her backside was something that defied all logic.

"Hnnnn~~ Lumiere, please, squeeze me there~~"

With a firm grip, he squeezed, feeling the supple flesh yield under his touch.

The first few squeezes did little to distract Genevieve from the passionate exchange.

Her focus was completely consumed by their intoxicating kiss.

But Lumiere, unable to resist the temptation, decided to take it a step further. With a strong and decisive motion, he lifted his right hand and brought it down with a resounding smack upon Genevieve's voluptuous buttocks.

"Pah!"

That was the sound.

The impact sent ripples cascading through the fleshy mounds, creating a mesmerizing ripple effect, reminiscent of a lush water balloon vibrating against the force.

The sudden sensation jolted through Genevieve's body, shattering the spell of their passionate kiss. She broke away, her lips parting with a deep and pleasurable moan, a thin stream of saliva escaping from the corner of her mouth.

The slap had awakened a primal desire within her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her being.

Lumiere gazed upon Genevieve, his voice projected with a husky tone. "Did you feel that, Genny?" he whispered, his hands still resting on her quivering buttocks. "Do you want more?"

She wanted to be tamed, dominated by Lumiere.

Her breaths, hitched and similar to an exhausted dog.

"Do me more... Big brother~~"

Lumiere's eyes roamed hungrily over Genevieve's exquisite form.

"( I'm really enjoying Gennyʼs body... )"

He didn't know why.

"( All of a sudden, it feels like the dirty things we had last time wasn't as good as this one... Maybe it's because I'm going to be the one to disvirgin her. Yes, that's why it feels so good to touch her, that must be it... )"

He couldn't resist the temptation any longer, his fingers trembling as he reached for the delicate ties of her gown.

With gentle precision, he unfastened them one by one, exposing the luscious curves of her body.

As the gown slipped off her shoulders, Genevieve's breasts spilled forth, unrestrained and breathtaking. They were a sight to behold, large and meaty, quivering with anticipation. Her stiffened nipples stood proudly, their pink hue contrasting against her skin. It was evident her breasts had grown heavy and full, yearning for attention.

A flush of embarrassment colored Genevieve's cheeks as she instinctively covered her breasts with her hands.

Lumiere's voice broke the silence. "Uh, Genny? Did they swell while I was away?" he asked, smiling just a bit.

Looking away, Genevieve murmured in a shy voice, "Stop, Lumiere. It's embarrassing."

Lumiere tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Ah, I expected you to say that," he chuckled softly.

Slowly, he reached out and took hold of her trembling arms, pulling them away from her breasts.

He met her eyes, his gaze burning with intensity.

With the tip of his finger, Lumiere traced a tantalizing path across the surface of Genevieve's sensitive nipple.

The gentle touch sent shivers coursing through her body, and she moaned involuntarily, almost losing her balance.

In an instant, Lumiere caught her by the waist, his strong arm supporting her.

Breathless and flushed, Genevieve placed a finger between her teeth, attempting to suppress her hot breaths.

"I-I didn't expect myself to be so sensitive," she admitted with a trembling voice of lust.

Lumiere leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Perhaps it's because you haven't experienced this in a while," he whispered.

Every part of Genevieve's body was vibrating and more and more she felt herself succumbing to this intense sexual crime.

The way the touch of Lumiere's body against her felt was like two worlds connecting. She wouldn't feel this good if it was with any other person, but it being with Lumiere made things all the more easier.

Her nipples felt the sharp pain that she hadn't felt in ages.

She would occasionally touch herself at night thinking nothing other than her brother.

Her nipples that would usually get squeezed by her fingers drenched in her own cum, was now being touched by Lumiere.

Her mouth that she would usually finger, was now getting kissed by Lumiere.

It was as though all her dreams were going to be manifested in one night.

Her pussy quivered for the attention that it had endlessly craved for.

Finally, she would get the rough sexual treatment she always ached for from Lumiere.

The only person who made her feel any form of sexual urge and the only person who could satisfy it.