Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 177 I am Not a Kid (R-18)

"Why are…"

Those were the only words that escaped Vicky's lips; she fully wrapped her arms around Rhys's neck while pecking his face continuously in the most passionate way; her heavy breaths, threatening to turn into moans — they would have probably already been if they were not in a public restroom.

"Why are…"

And once again, Vicky repeated her words as she stuck out her tongue and licked Rhys's lips.

There was something about the descendants of Poseidon that made them easy to differentiate from other people — all the liquid that comes out from them, no matter what, almost has a unique and peculiar sweet scent. A sweet perfume that almost rolled like mild honey on his tongue… and it was more prevalent with Nobles. And Rhys…

…Rhys fucking hated the scent.

"Kh!" Vicky could really only hold her breath as Rhys suddenly pushed her away; her back hitting the tank of the toilet as Rhys held her by the neck. She looked at Rhys for a few seconds with a slight worry in her eyes, but her fear only lasted for a millisecond as a smile crawled on her face and she lifted up her top and revealed her small breasts; her nipples, firmly perked up.

"This… this is so filthy," Vicky wheezed as she just hurriedly lifted her hips and removed her panties; quickly wrapped her legs around Rhys's waist and pulled him closer to her,

"Choke… choke me harder," she whispered before fervently kissing Rhys's mouth; once again sticking out her tongue and rolling it inside his mouth, while unbuttoning off his pants at the same time. She slightly stopped when she felt a slight resistance when she tried to pull his pants down, but she continued…

…and then it hit her… quite literally.

"!!!" Vicky's eyes widened as Rhys's thing practically jumped out of his pants, hitting her between the thighs and completely covering the entire thing. Vicky very slowly turned to look down while slightly pushing her hips away, only to realize that Rhys's cock extended farther up than her belly button.

And this time, Vicky was truly worried. She tried her best not to show it on her face, however. But her almost panicking and thirsting breaths completely failed her.

"This is…" Vicky took in a gulp as she held Rhys's cock; needing both hands to fully cover its girth,

"Oh… my god," she whispered before spitting on Rhys's cock and stroking it feverishly. She then turned to look Rhys in the eyes, and as soon as she saw his hypnotizing silver eyes, she just lifted her hips up; placing Rhys's cock right between her legs,

"Uhn… no. I'm wet… I'm so wet…" Vicky's entire lower body started to tremble as they slowly, and excitedly welcomed Rhys inside; her legs, almost unable to balance themselves as her toes started to curl… and unfortunately for her, her legs did fail her as she just fell on top of Rhys,

"It… it hurts!"

She almost cried there and then; almost ripping off Rhys's shirt as she clung to him. The only thing she could really do was once again violate Rhys's mouth; her right hand, almost instinctively playing with her clit, while her other hand made sure that Rhys won't remove his hand from her neck.

"It… hurts," she once again whispered as she tightened her legs around Rhys's waist and swallowed all of him, "It… hurts," she whispered as her hips started moving on their own.

"Rhys… no," a somewhat warped smile crawled on her face as she leaned away; arching her back as she looked Rhys in the eyes,

"D…destroy me, Master Rhys."

***

"I think we're clear. Lina also said she lured them far away."

"Hmn…"

After almost an entire hour, Rhys and Vicky were finally out of the public restroom; with Rhys leaning over the corner of the wall while holding Vicky's hand. And while Rhys was looking out for the crazy fan girls, Vicky was busy looking at their intertwined hands — for the first time in a very long time, someone was finally holding her hand and she didn't feel like a child at all.

It felt… nice. But then again, she knows this will only be for a very brief moment — a taboo. She just… she just made hot and extremely intense love with the boyfriend of her cousin. How is she even going to recover from this, and…

"Let's walk…"

"W… wait."

And how was she physically going to recover from having her insides literally turned around by Rhys?

"Can we… can we walk slowly?" Vicky slightly stuttered as she felt her legs trembling with just a single step.

"Do you want me to just carry you on my back? We can travel through the shadows and—"

"I'm not a kid!" Vicky immediately kicked Rhys's leg, but there was absolutely no force on it as she truly was too weak to exert any, "Let's just… walk slowly. You… you destroyed my insides. I… I can still feel something moving."

"You told me to."

"Just… please don't look at me," Vicky winced and closed her eyes as she tried her best to walk forward.

As for Rhys, he just smiled at Vicky before looking at the 5 Hearts floating above her head; 4 of them, now completely filled to the brim. Just one more, and he will be able to get Vicky's ability to summon and control water.

It feels wrong to use her like this, it feels even more wrong than practically killing a pregnant smuggler…

…it felt even more wrong than massacring all of his schoolmates back in the cafeteria of Old York High. Was his morality truly this completely skewed? For him to think that manipulating someone's feelings was worse than killing people?

Or is it because of the blood of Eros flowing through his veins? Arachnea did say that Eros was the God of Love, Desire, and… Sex — was he starting to get affected by that? He did promise himself that he would treat everyone he conquered equally and cherish them even more… but with Vicky holding the same blood as Sylas, there was a small hesitation growing inside him.

"We really are in the clear," and while Rhys was lost in his own thoughts, Vicky let go of his hand as she made her way to a bench in front of one of the stores, "Can… we rest for a few minutes?"

"...Sure," Rhys looked around as he made his way to the bench, and aside from some people just giving him curious glances, no one really bothered him anymore. Some seemed to want to approach him, but they quickly just shied away as they met with Rhys's eyes.

"I know why you hide your face now," Vicky sighed as she saw Rhys being cautious, "Just what sort of blood do you have flowing in your veins for you to look like that? Your sister's beautiful too, but not like you."

"You… know my sister?"

"I…" Vicky let out an awkward chuckle as she looked away, "I might have searched you up a bit. I mean, I know… I only know some things about you. And… it's truly inhumane what you had to suffer through in Amerka."

"Hm…" Rhys did not really say anything as he just once again looked at the people staring at him…

…and it's true.

The people of Enkland treat him completely differently from the people in Amerka, and it wasn't just because he was already famous, no. They were treating Lowborns differently in general — with just a glance inside the stores, Rhys could see Lowborns in front of the cashier, he could see them in front of shops welcoming and calling people… that doesn't happen in Amerka.

The jobs for the Lowborns there usually happen in the back end, literally.

"It's like the entire world has been paying for their mistakes and for mistreating your people in the past," Vicky let out a sigh as she shook her head, "And yet the Yankees seem like they haven't moved on at all… and I'm sorry, Rhys."

"It's… not your fault, Ma'am," Rhys also let out a sigh as he finally looked at Vicky with a genuine smile on his face; his hand, gently brushing her cheek.

"Rhys, you know…" Vicky momentarily closed her eyes as she rested her face on Rhys's palm, "I… I don't care that you cheated on my cousin. I can… you know I can love you and take care of you more than her. If… if you want to leave her and just stay with me, I can—"

"I'm going back to Amerka after I finish training you and your cousins, Ma'am," Rhys gently moved his hand away from Vicky, "I have… a lot of things to do there."

"Then what if… what if I go home with you?" Vicky looked Rhys in the eyes; her face filled with resolution.

"Katarina, Ayesha, and Maria."

"Hm…?"

"There are three other women waiting for me back home," Rhys sighed, "And I… cherish all of them equally. If you're going to go home with me back to Amerka, you have to understand...

...that they are also going to be there."

"I…" Vicky's eyes trembled, "I think…

…I can."