Fate Chapter 100: The Queen’s Story (I) (R-18)

“Semi, what do you need?”

Semiramis sensed his despondent air and assumed a serious expression. Her black eyes failed to hide her curiosity as she strolled into the room.

Her glamorous raven dress and her hair eerily almost merged with the ground in dark waves. Her golden eyes and elfin ears stood brighter in the darkness of his room.

“Master,” she whispered in a melodious voice. She held his shoulders and lowered his head on her lap.

The warmth dwelling beneath her dress skirt gave a sense of comfort while the fragrance wrapping him from all sides tried to take away his sense and reason.

He gazed at the terrifyingly seductive woman, barely latching onto his reason. “Yes?”

Semiramis brushed back the bangs from his forehead and sneered. Her gentle hands and haughty expression displayed no harmony. The Empress of Assyria took actions that puzzled even her closest allies.

“Hmph, honestly speaking, the gloomy mask you’re wearing right now — it does not suit the man who trampled all over this queen’s heart.”

“Hoh,” Haruki said, his faint smile displaying interest. “What kind of face should I make then, Your Majesty?”

Semiramis let out a giggle as she bent down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Her lips were soft, a lot softer than he expected. The pillowy texture lingered on him as she returned to her former position.

“Ufufu, I’m fairly proficient in making men smile.”

“Jeez.”

The quick kiss couldn’t satisfy her, thus she started another kiss. She cupped his sharp jawlines and the poisonous spike coming out of her palm vanished into thin particles.

“Semi,” his lips murmured her name of their own free will, and at that point, he threw everything about his mother to the back of his head. “Are you sure about it?”

Semiramis pulled back just a little, and her breath fanned against his face in short little bursts. “It’s now or never. Besides, you’ll get some ridiculously overpowered authority by making love to a woman of my caliber. Will you not?”

Her reason caught him off-guard. “How did—”

“Sakura told us. Then Medea told us how sex with you can increase our stats.”

She emphasized ‘us’ at every opportunity, trying to nail home the fact that his secret was out.

When he remained calm, Semi shifted her face away and knitted her eyebrows. “Are you slow on the take? Everyone knows about your secret ability.”

“So?”

“Aren’t you—”

“Panic? Scared? Shocked?” He chuckled as he rose from her lap and took a seat alongside her. “Why would I? It makes my job easier. Just look at it from my perspective. I’ll get to fuck many women and gain many authorities. My servants will also become stronger.”

He wasn’t losing anything but gaining everything.

“It’s a triple victory for you…” Semiramis murmured. Her feelings had blindsided her to the scenario lying in front of Haruki. She was of the mind that this revelation behind his back would make him panic about his servants jumping him. She underestimated his boldness and willingness to sleep with all the lady servants. “My master is a bundle of lust. Did you put Sakura to stir our hearts?”

“I am not shameless enough to put my woman through that.” He shook his head with a wry smile. “I was going to explain everything to everyone after I woke up. Sakura beat me to that.”

“Huh, why am I talking about that right now?” Semiramis voiced her frustration and pushed him on the bed. “Master, be prepared to have your world rocked with me.”

Flashing a sly smile, she crawled onto his lap and held his face, shifting her weight against him. He allowed her the freedom to steal his lips while his hand crept up her face.

As the kiss grew heated, he suddenly grabbed the base of her long ears, and she gasped in his mouth.

“Don’t surprise me like that!”

Haruki chuckled while his index and middle finger brushed over her ear. “Medea’s ears are half of your size. Are they as sensitive as hers?”

She gave him another one of those haughty frowns, which merely amplified her charm. “I do not know. I allowed no one to touch them.”

He showed a look of surprise and elation at the revelation. Moving past her neck, he stuck out his tongue. The wet tongue trailed the edge of her milky white ear.

“M-Master.” Her golden eyes examined him, a thin blush on her cheeks. “I won’t let this be one-sided.”

The prideful empress thus rubbed his aroused member with a vengeance. The defined outline of his penis made her eager to take it out and hold it. She wasn’t allowed the composure to do so.

Haruki continued nibbling her ears until his saliva lathered each of her ears. With her tongue slumping out, she breathed heavily on his lap, sweat trickling down her forehead.

‘Her ears are erogenous zones?’

He barely started his teasing, but she already became a mess.

Semiramis profusely shook her head to gain back her bearing. She couldn’t be fog-headed after declaring her intent to rock his world. “Ears are forbidden!”

“Then...”

He brushed against her black hair, breathing in her mesmerizing scent, until his lips touched her neck. Her hand, which rested over his bulge, froze. At his kiss, she threw her head in the opposite direction with a moan, as if giving him more freedom to explore her body.

Her breath showed signs of disruption, the arousal staggering her composure once again.

“I’ll do this.”

His whispers spread a wave of jolts across her ears. He unlatched the hook around her neck, and her feathery cape dropped to the floor.

He held her arms, as if holding her in place, and planted a wet kiss on her collarbone. Reaching down to her waist, he slowly brought up his hands and hoisted her breasts. The royal fabric failed to secrete the immense softness of her tits. She had a wonderful pair with ample amounts of heaviness.

Semiramis watched his distracted gaze and felt something tighten inside her stomach. “You always showed an interest in them. How do you like them in your hands?”

“Honestly—”

His pause left her in suspense as he pulled down the cover-ups hiding her chest. Another layer of protection showed itself in the form of a bra with intricate flower patterns. The thin maroon fabric seemed to reveal everything, yet nothing at the same time as if it was a magical garment.

“I borrowed them from your mother’s rooms,” Semiramis said to end his drooling gaze that made her a tad nervous and a whole lot conscious about her body. “You can take them off.”

“You and Kaa-san share the same size.”

“They adapt to user size. One of her perverse inventions.”

“Whoa.”

He couldn’t find the end to his mother’s secrets. When he peeled off a layer of her mystery, something else popped up to add more layers.