Ch.214Side Story: Meeting – 2

What Are Abel’s Preferences?

Serena, Charlotte, Christine, and Olivia couldn’t confidently answer this question. None of them had ever experienced Abel showing sexual desire toward any particular preference.

He had stated with his own mouth that he wasn’t impotent, and Olivia had personally confirmed his functionality, so it was clear that he possessed male desires. That was an undeniable truth.

However, Abel had never once mentioned his preferences or which female body parts he found attractive.

Though he had been intimate with Olivia, that was an exception since it was Olivia who had unilaterally pounced on him, not Abel actively pursuing her.

He had occasionally glanced at Charlotte’s and Serena’s thighs, and had looked at Olivia’s and Christine’s large breasts, suggesting he must have some preferences.

Who were these four? They were beings who could easily destroy a world if they fought seriously. Noticing Abel’s ordinary gaze was nothing to them.

Rather, hoping he would look at their bodies more, everyone except Serena had subtly emphasized the parts where his gaze fell.

The problem was that despite their efforts, he merely looked and nothing more.

“Oh, wait a moment. You’re not thinking of just getting completely naked, are you?”

As Olivia added with a smirk, Serena and Christine’s bodies twitched slightly. Neither woman missed this reaction. Their black and red eyes filled with mockery.

Charlotte had already tried seducing the young man while pretending to be drunk in a negligee. She had long known that partially covering oneself stimulated male desire far more than complete nudity.

In contrast, Serena and Christine had never attempted to seduce the young man.

Especially Serena. At least Christine had harbored lustful thoughts while imagining herself being used like a tool, but Serena had absolutely no resistance in that area.

While they were thinking that being completely naked might be fine, Olivia had precisely touched on this point.

“Don’t show your virginity so obviously. Think carefully about what to reveal and what to hide. Abel prefers women who are partially covered rather than completely naked.”

It was a lie.

Abel had never told Olivia his preferences either. She had merely picked up somewhere that men generally prefer women to be partially clothed rather than completely naked.

Thinking it sounded plausible, Olivia had deliberately kept some clothes on when she had practically forced Abel into his first experience. She had even kept her stockings on.

Abel’s sexual preferences were being established without his knowledge, but none of the four women present considered this a problem.

There were only women here who were prepared to respect whatever desires Abel might have. If they couldn’t do that, they wouldn’t have started loving him in the first place.

Even if those desires might be terrible sexual urges that others would find unspeakable.

“You seem quite relaxed.”

Charlotte sneered at Olivia, who was casually dispensing advice as if she were superior. Olivia, having expected this reaction, brushed off Charlotte’s sarcasm without concern.

“Me? Of course I’m relaxed. Unlike you all who haven’t even cleared the cobwebs from your pussies, I’ve already completed womb development. Why should I be nervous?”

Charlotte’s eyebrow twitched after throwing a light jab only to receive a heavy straight punch in return. While it might be different after everyone had gained experience, challenging Olivia in the current situation was clearly disadvantageous.

No matter what was said between them, the fact remained unchanged that Olivia was not a virgin while the other three were.

“But there’s no need to worry too much. I’ll step back a bit. You all enjoy yourselves to your satisfaction, and I’ll go last. Wouldn’t it be unfair to you if I jumped in the middle?”

The other three bit their lips hard at this deceptive statement delivered with a grin.

This was the fundamental reason why Olivia could maintain such a confident attitude. She was already one step ahead in the competition, so even if they caught up here, it would only bring them to square one.

It was all planned. By creating the image that she was stepping back, she aimed to score points with Abel while actually securing the last position—a devious plan.

She absolutely wasn’t offering to give up her turn out of a change of heart.

“I’ll make you regret those words.”

Charlotte’s eyes flashed.

Olivia looked at her with a contemptuous smile. To make her regret, Charlotte would first need to outperform her in bed with Abel, but how could someone like Charlotte possibly do that?

Even now, just thinking about her intimacy with Abel made her womb throb eagerly and her vagina grow moist.

Moreover, back then Olivia had been able to control her body’s sensations freely and had a body optimized for receiving Abel’s manhood.

If even she, who had been completely blinded by love, had felt that way, how could a virgin who was just about to have her first experience claim dominance in bed?

Let her try if she could.

Olivia inwardly sneered.

‘Seduction…’

Charlotte was lost in thought. Seducing the young man—in vulgar terms, trying to arouse him enough to pounce on her—was something she had attempted countless times.

She had spent 130 years with the young man. It was impossible that she hadn’t tried to make progress.

It was just that all those attempts had failed, which was why she was still a virgin.

Once, she had even injected herself with an aphrodisiac and clung to him while in heat, acting coquettishly, but even such desperate measures had failed.

And now suddenly she was told to think about what to wear when she would finally be taken. Though it felt strange, her answer was already decided.

She would wear the outfit she had worn when she visited his bedroom in an attempt to seduce him, using the crude knowledge she had picked up around the court during the time when she was nurturing her love alone, unaware.

If they were to have sex, she wanted to wear that outfit. It was clothes that evoked memories in their own way.

Unlike back then when she had tried to seduce him, her breasts had grown much larger now, and her body had become more sensual overall.

‘My God.’

Christine quietly closed her eyes and put her hands together in prayer. What would her god want her to wear? She didn’t need to think about it herself at all.

She could ask directly to the god dwelling within her.

Of course, the young man would never answer directly, but that didn’t matter to Christine. She was clearly hearing the voice of her god, so what did a few doubts matter?

Soon, a voice echoed in Christine’s mind. Whether this was really the young man answering was truly ambiguous, but anyway, that’s what happened.

‘Thank you, my God.’

Christine jumped up from the sofa. Since her god had directly whispered his precious preference, there was no reason to hesitate.

Ignoring the three pairs of eyes focused on her, Christine ran outside. In the distance, they could hear the walls of the mansion being destroyed one after another with loud crashes.

‘I and my lord… hnnng.’

Among the four, Serena had the least resistance to sexual matters. She often moaned indecently even during light skinship.

Originally, Serena was only twenty-four years old, so it was natural.

Compared to Olivia who had lived for several hundred years, Charlotte who was approaching 150, and Christine who was about to change the digit of her age, Serena was practically a child.

So it was unavoidable if she had some fantasies about physical intimacy between men and women.

Although they currently maintained a lord-knight relationship, she had no doubt that it would eventually develop into a romantic relationship.

But she had never thought that seduction would be necessary in that process. She had simply assumed that such an atmosphere would naturally develop someday.

Given these thoughts, the current situation—not only having to share her body with multiple women but also having to actively seduce her lord—was difficult for Serena to accept.

Unless perhaps she approached him as she did during those rare times when she showed her sadistic side.

‘…At least the clothes.’

After floundering in embarrassing fantasies for a while, Serena soon resolved herself. Although she couldn’t have the romantic first experience she had hoped for, she at least wanted her clothes to create that mood.

Even if it meant reducing the amount of fabric a little.