The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies-Chapter 288: Punishment or Reward?

Although there were reports claiming that people were rational when drunk, that didn’t apply to Adele. She wasn’t completely blackout drunk, but it was as if something was holding back her thoughts. Instead of thinking, she mostly used her slightly open eyes and sensitive body to perceive the outside world, to feel every kiss and caress.

When saying goodbye to Celeste, it was a rare moment when her mind escaped its restraints... the girl tightly gripped Celeste’s sleeve. Adele could feel the weakness and looseness in her fingertips, and the softness of the fabric. This occupied most of her senses, making it even more difficult for her to think.

She was driven only by that vague thought, like a child who would cry if they couldn’t get a toy. She didn’t want to be separated from Celeste, didn’t want to be separated from her doggy... Even if it was just going home after an ordinary dinner, to Adele, it felt like a distant parting. Actually, Adele could go find her golden retriever tomorrow. A gentle golden retriever with drooping ears and long, curly fur... Wait, long, curly fur... where?

But the girl eventually parted with Celeste because her fingertips lost their strength. And because she turned her head and encountered another softness. A faint, cool, milky fragrance wafted over. It’s Hermione—this thought surfaced in her mind. So, Adele’s attention instantly shifted from Celeste to Hermione. She thought, Hermione is also very good. Tsk, fickle woman! It was for this reason that Celeste and Hermione completed the exchange and farewell.

And then, Hermione kissed Adele wantonly in the car. It was a time that left Adele breathless. She didn’t think much, just offering her lips to Hermione, letting her enjoy them in various ways. In Adele’s hazy fantasy, she became the straw of a milk tea. Don’t suck so hard! And there was the sweet taste of milk tea swirling in their mouths. Adele was kissed into a daze, as if flying in the clouds. She occasionally felt vibrations. That was the fault of the broken roads in Twilight City, which hadn’t been repaired for centuries! In a sense, she and Hermione had experienced... a car quake.

Unfortunately, the space in the car was small, and there was an outsider present. With Hermione’s reserved nature, she could only go as far as kissing. Anything beyond that could only wait until they were alone at night. Hermione was looking forward to it. Adele was probably also looking forward to it. Because she had gotten drunk in front of Hermione without any guard. That meant she had at least half consented to anything that might happen next. The reason it was half, not all, was because she still wanted to leave room for embarrassment, to use it as an excuse to ask for something in return later. It sounded quite cunning. But Hermione just happened to like this cunning side of Adele. Moreover, she had already planned to let Adele punish her back tenfold, a hundredfold later.

She carried Adele back to her room and placed her on the soft bed, then impatiently kissed her. And this time, she wouldn’t just stop at kissing.

“Mmm... mmm~”

“Eek!”

“...” Even with her lips sealed, the girl could still let out such charming moans. It surprised and pleased Hermione. And her hands didn’t stop moving either. The first thing she undid was the buttons on Adele’s shirt. Adele’s body trembled slightly, sensitive even just from being touched through the fabric.

This gave Hermione a fresh feeling. Before this, she had always been gentle and submissive to the girl in these matters. She had discovered the devilish side hidden beneath Adele’s sweet, angelic face. However... even the devilish Adele was loved by Hermione. As for whether she would be laughed at for being the bottom, Hermione didn’t care. Today was the first time she experienced being on top of Adele, actively taking the initiative and enjoying the girl. Everything felt so fresh and interesting.

Perhaps Hermione was naturally suited to be the dominant one. It was just that she deliberately suppressed this for Adele. But the girl’s drunkenness today gave Hermione a perfect opportunity. She began to get used to this perspective, this gradually rising feeling. Her fingertips slid across the girl’s soft, undulating lower abdomen.

Adele felt a mix of heat and coolness. She shyly twisted her body, trying to avoid Hermione’s teasing fingertips. But it was useless. Being bullied didn’t feel good. But before Adele’s sense of grievance could surface, all discomfort was replaced by an inexplicable comfort. Hermione covered Adele’s chest with her hand, slowly moving upwards, cupping and gently kneading. Adele’s... although not big, Hermione liked the feeling of being able to hold them in one hand. And Adele’s shape... was beautifully perfect, even just from touch. It made Hermione linger for a long time, until Adele slightly furrowed her delicate brows and whimpered, seemingly uncomfortable... a little painful.

She was a girl who couldn’t stand the slightest grievance, but Hermione wouldn’t let her suffer.

“I forgot to trim my index fingernail, sorry~”

“If it hurts, I’ll lick it for you... okay?”

Adele was dazed. Besides agreeing, she couldn’t think of any other answer. Because it was Hermione... Hermione was very good to her. So, the girl blushed and nodded shyly. Hermione lowered her head and gently licked the spot where her fingernail had touched, a seemingly innocent but actually suggestive gesture.

“Eek!”

The ensuing sensation made Adele involuntarily hug the girl tightly, but it was like a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth, pushing her upper body closer to Hermione’s lips.

Hermione didn’t hold back, or rather, only today did she not restrain herself in front of Adele. She kissed and nibbled passionately... gently licking and sucking... In short, she kept bullying Adele until her eyes were teary. Only then did she slowly stop, raising her upper body and looking down at Adele’s beautiful, blushing face under the bright moonlight.

“...Waaah, bad... Hermione... bad!” Adele really looked like she was about to cry. She seemed to vaguely realize what was happening, but still couldn’t bring herself to resist. Still because... it was Hermione. But soon, Adele couldn’t even speak. Because since she was learning to be bad, Hermione decided to go all the way.

Hermione sealed Adele’s tempting lips with her own. Her hand reluctantly left the girl’s small mounds, slowly moving down, past her soft, white abdomen. Further down... Adele seemed to want to struggle, to say something. But her lips were sealed tightly. How could her weak body resist the queen’s attack? So, all that was left were whimpers and submissive pleasure mixed with pain.

The reason why it was “painful” was that before this, Hermione had never expected to have such a night with Adele. A night tinged with madness, but also full of pleasure. So... she had simply forgotten to trim her middle fingernail! Because of this, Hermione initially wanted to give up. But later, she gradually lost control. In front of Adele’s beauty, probably no one could have proper self-control. Hermione was already considered quite restrained. But in the end, she still succumbed. So, even if it wasn’t very gentle, Hermione still decided to follow her heart. Anyway, she was prepared to accept any punishment afterwards.

But this didn’t mean Hermione wasn’t gentle. On the contrary, she only allowed herself to use her middle finger with the sharp nail... It didn’t mean she would be reckless or careless. She was still very careful, afraid of hurting Adele’s soft... As her fingertip went deeper, Adele was like the most perfect and expensive instrument in the world, letting Hermione play and compose the best nocturne of the night.

Although it was Hermione’s first time doing this, in terms of actual operation, she was surprisingly skilled. Perhaps it was because of the principle of “practice makes perfect”?

Uh... she meant, after being... you know... by Adele so many times, she knew what rhythm to use and how to find and touch that sensitive spot. Adele probably wouldn’t have imagined that she had actually become Hermione’s teacher in this aspect, and was now being bullied by this bad student!

So—bad Hermione!

But it was useless to say anything now.

Adele’s already hazy mind, because of Hermione’s actions, became completely muddled. She had become a beast completely lost in desire! That was a true portrayal of Adele’s situation. She pressed close to Hermione’s equally naked body, her only sounds besides her seductive moans being soft, cuddly nuzzles...

It was as if she, not Hermione, was the one craving this pleasure.

“Such a lewd little fairy~”

“Adele, beg me, and I’ll... you know~” Hermione now understood the joy of bullying. No wonder Adele was so excited that day when she was on top. But Hermione didn’t really care. She had never been bullied before, pampered since childhood. Therefore, the first time Adele did that to her, what emerged in her heart wasn’t humiliation, but an inexplicable excitement.

Of course, that was limited to intimate contact with Adele. If it were anyone else, even a slight disrespect would be noticed by Hermione, and she would be dissatisfied and angry. Only Adele was an exception. Hermione deeply engraved this in her heart.

As for Adele, it went without saying. When had Adele ever been someone who willingly suffered grievances? ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) So, even Hermione didn’t have much confidence that her words could move Adele. But the result was...

“...Please, please~”

Pfft...

well, now you see.

Hermione’s heart instantly raced, her eyes deep and hazy.

“Since this is Adele’s request...”

“Then I’ll gladly oblige.”

She launched another attack on Adele’s body, gradually escalating from gentle to rough, like waves upon waves.

At first, Adele was like a small boat, enjoying the swaying of the water. But soon, the ripples turned into waves, and the waves into a tsunami. Adele, on the small boat, could no longer escape. She was battered by the tide, already adrift, completely drenched. Was that really the amount of water a girl could produce?

Hermione was a little surprised, but also happy. Because it meant that Adele really liked being bullied by her.

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Adele woke up in a different room, in a different, clean bed. As for why the change... well, that was a question for Adele herself. The previous sheets were unusable, soaked through, mostly by Adele, only a small part by Hermione.

Speaking of Hermione, the Ice Queen was sleeping soundly beside Adele, breathing evenly, her heartbeat steady, a faint blush and a hint of a smile on her face. Adele tilted her head, dazed, staring blankly at everything, including Hermione.

What happened last night?

Who am I? Where am I...?

My body... my body is so tired...

Wah, so many red marks! Everywhere, from Adele’s perspective, her chest, waist, lower abdomen, inner thighs... all had them!

And the places she couldn’t see, like her neck and back... were they even worse?

Her legs were so weak she couldn’t move them, and if she squeezed them together slightly, she felt a slight pain from inside.

Looking at Hermione’s untrimmed middle fingernail, Adele couldn’t help but tremble. She shook her head vigorously, trying to recall what happened last night.

First, she got drunk, then Hermione took her home.

After that... fragmented images surfaced, enough to make Adele want to bury herself in the ground from embarrassment.

How could she have said... “Please... spoil me~”!

And turning into a beast... Ahhh!

This was too embarrassing!

Even Adele, the Lewd Witch, couldn’t handle it.

Adele covered her blushing face. And her whimpers woke Hermione. The silver-blue haired Hermione sat up, her elegant face showing no shame, but rather a post-coital satisfaction. She kissed Adele’s cheek.

“You...! You’re bad!”

Adele, in her fluster, could only manage a “You’re bad” to Hermione.

And Hermione readily accepted this description. At the same time, she noticed that Adele didn’t resist her kiss. So, Hermione became bolder.

She leaned closer to Adele, trapping her in the corner of the bed. The soft blanket slipped from Hermione’s tall, sexy body, revealing her ample curves. Adele took a deep breath, finding herself unable to look away.

“You’re drunk, Adele~” Hermione murmured, her breath tickling the girl’s sensitive ear, making her shrink her neck.

“E-even if I’m drunk, it’s not a reason for you... to do bad things!”

“How are you going to compensate me, Hermione!”

“I’m serious, don’t, don’t...mmm!” Hermione’s tongue flicked across Adele’s earlobe, leaving a moist sensation that weakened her body. Now Adele realized that she might not have the power to restrain Hermione anymore. Hermione had tasted a certain supreme pleasure, and at least now, it was hard for her to let go.

So, she repeated, “You’re drunk, Adele.”

Now Adele finally realized, with a mix of shame and anger, that Hermione wasn’t saying this to excuse herself, not to express “You’re drunk, so I couldn’t help but get close to you.” What she meant was—”You’re drunk, you’re still drunk, so I can do whatever I want to you!” A Bloodkin version of “calling a deer a horse.” “Calling Adele a bottom!”

Waaah, Hermione, who did you learn this from!? You weren’t like this before!

However, if Adele really wanted to trace back who Hermione learned this from... she felt that no matter how she searched, it would eventually lead back to herself... Was this what it meant by “you reap what you sow”?

Adele angrily bit Hermione on the shoulder. The girl’s small, silver fangs were cute, leaving a mark like a “kitten” bite. Hermione’s fingernails accidentally scratched deeper than this when she showered. She didn’t feel the pain, but instead smiled mischievously. “A drunken kitten showing its claws needs to be punished~”

“Wh-who’s a kitten!?”

“You...mmm, n-no, don’t!” Adele’s body involuntarily arched because, through a night of experimentation, Hermione had already found Adele’s sensitive spots. Her neck, her back, her... Hermione suddenly buried her head between Adele’s legs, performing what she considered “service.”

Adele’s hands weakly tried to push Hermione away, but she couldn’t. In the end, she could only caress Hermione’s silver-blue hair, her body convulsing under Hermione’s teasing.

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Afterwards, Hermione was tied up on the bed. The ropes tightened around her ample figure, accentuating her curves. She blinked her “innocent” ice-blue eyes. Adele, dressed in her skirt and white silk stockings, came to the bed angrily and placed her foot on Hermione’s...

“Mmm...ah!” Hermione, however, felt an inexplicable pleasure. It seemed she was the type who could enjoy being both dominant and submissive. In other words, she and Adele were very compatible.

Adele, venting her frustration, trampled and ground with her toes. But she didn’t use much force, so what appeared to be “punishment” actually became a caress.

“D-don’t make that face like you want me to step on your face!” Adele said, blushing. “This is punishment! Punishment, do you understand!”

“Hmph, as punishment for your insubordination, Hermione, you’re not allowed to untie yourself or leave this room for the whole day.”

“Until I come back!”

“Understood!?”

“Understood~” Don’t say it with such a comfortable expression! And with such a willing attitude! Otherwise, Adele would wonder whether this was “punishment”... or a “reward”?