Third Person’s POV
As soon as Agatha confessed what she felt while sitting next to Lanceil, the boss pretty long fingers shoved between her thighs.
He slid the wet undergarment, that was soaked just by thinking of him, and pushed his fingers into her h*le.
“…!”
Agatha gasped without sound. There was a little water in her eyes, but Lanceil had no intention of looking into her expression because he knew that if he did, then there was no backing down from this part.
No.
Lanceil had no attention to backing down either.
“N-Not here, Lanceil,” Agatha begged.
When she whispered in his ears, her shy voice ignited the fire in Lanceil’s body. But he wanted to tease her, and so he pretended nonchalant.
“What? You haven’t told me everything yet.”
“W-What?”
“You want to do what?”
“T-That… you know what I was talking about.”
“No,” Lanceil said while his fingers were poking her soaking petals. “I need you to say it in complete words.”
He drew a circle around her tight innerwalls. Agatha, almost shrieking, breathed heavily as she looked around.
Fortunately, no one among the audience had noticed it yet.
‘If I don’t say anything right now, he would go and torment me more, right?’
Fearing that thought, Agatha leaned closer to him and whispered.
“S*x. I want to have a s*x with you again, Lanceil.”
A sneer crossed his lips.
“I get it. Let’s do it then.”
Embarrassed, Agatha stood up, thinking that the two of them would go find a place to it discreetly. However, Lanceil grabbed her wrist.
“Lanceil?”
Her eyes said ‘Did you not hear what I just said? I said I wanted to go home and do it.’ But in front of Lanceil, she pretended that she was a gentle sheep and was loved by him so she couldn’t protest it out loud.
“My Agatha wanted to have a s*x with me so badly. How can I stand it?”
“What? No way. Are you… ahhh~”
The fingers inside picked up their paces, giving Agatha so much delight. Even so, she was anxious something might see them, so she looked around.
“L-Lanceil. We can’t… Not here. We will look suspicious.”
“That’s why I am looking at the screen.”
Lanceil, who was stroking her below, turned his gaze to the screen. In an instant, a spark burst out of Agatha’s head.
‘It really didn’t matter. If he wants it here, then I’ll pay him back.’
Agatha’s hand ran over Lanceil’s thigh and landed between his legs.
Lanceil’s lower body, which had already risen firmly, was placed in her hand. Agatha surprised him. He didn’t see this coming, that Agatha would grab his thing first.
Right away, he wanted to go and kiss her nape, leave a mark while he was stroking her tight walls. He wanted to short everyone and declare that she was his, but Agatha was too precious.
And so, Lanceil came down from his seat and knelt in front of Agatha.
“W-What are you…”
Lanceil, whose eyes turned dark, raised her dress, only enough for the walls to cover her legs, and then his head entered her dress.
“H-Hey…!”
“Shhsss.”
She was trying to call him hurry, but Lanceil was already between her thighs, sliding her underwear aside and sticking out his tongue. He licked the sweet love fluid that was flowing between her legs.
“Hmmp!”
“Bro, brother!”
Agatha bent over and hugged his head.
‘I can’t do this! Someone might see us!’ Agatha shook her head. Contrary to her mind, her body was getting more excited.
The audience was still concentrating on the screen, yet here she was engrossed in the pleasure that she could only care about Lanceil.
He skillfully led her to ecstasy, worry that her voice might leak, but her breathing was growing louder, and was overshadowed at the loud background music of the movie.
“Ahhh, L-Lanceil… hmmm, haaa, haaa, it’s good…”
This is the feeling that she’s been waiting for. The feeling that Brett introduced to her and now, she went crazy for looking this again and again.
“J-Just… Just a little bit… hmm..”
His tongue licked her swollen slit, scraping the irritation point deep inside. He was sucking her, making her thighs shook.
“Ahhh, ahhh… I… I will…!”
Now, the climax she’s been waiting for will come.
‘Just a little bit. I will come. I will…!’
But before she could come, Lanceil withdrew his lips and came out of her dress. As if nothing happened, he licked the corner of his lips and sat next to her.
The feeling of being disturbed before reaching her climax was… very uncomfortable for Agatha. She could not help but curse as she asked, “F*ck. What was that?”
Grinning, Lanceil looked at him and said, “Well, I am afraid that the others will notice your voice. So I stopped.
Agatha felt so irritated.
‘He’s teasing me,’ she realized.
She rolled her eyes and scoffed. Her real colors were showing subconsciously because of her annoyance.
‘I should take my revenge.’
“Sir,” Agatha called.
“Hmmm?”
“You’ll regret it,”
She took off Lanceil’s belt as she licked her lips. Lanceil was startled by her sudden counter attack.
It was Lanceil who tormented him, but now, Agatha pursued the thrill first. Without words, Agatha went on her knees in front of me.
In the box seat, where only Agatha could be seen before, only Lanceil was seen.
“This is my revenge, Sir,” Agatha said before she pulled his underpants down.
His manh**d, which had already hardened with excitement, bounced off standing right in front of her face.