World’s Strongest Became the Game’s Weakest Villain

"On the lips?"

Noa looked around for a few seconds before awkwardly nodding.

I grazed my thumb over Noa's chin, and then gently placed my palm on her cheeks. As I thought.

"Are you blushing?" I said with a smile. "I thought you hated that."

Noa opened her mouth in exasperation.

"So you were listening! Cheat!" She shouted, when she looked at me again, though, she lowered her head once more. "This and that are different… eavesdropping bastard…"

I chuckled at her words.

"I was just being playful."

"Tsk…"

Before she could say anything more, I raised her chin and leaned closer. I had already received her permission, after all.

Gently, I pushed my lips onto hers. Noa's soft, supple lips sunk into mine. It was a clumsy, childish kiss where only our lips met.

Noa clasped the sides of my arms, tight at first, then loosened her grip before slowly tightening it again. I could feel her fingers sink into my arms before she loosened it completely.

Only then did I move back.

Noa was left staring.

I gently took her arm in mine and pitted my forehead against hers.

"So? Did it race?"

She took in a long breath, and then another. She was red up to her chest, she shivered as realization dawned on her before she shook off my arm and tried to dash away.

I didn't let her go.

Just a light grip on her wrist was enough.

"You should know, what you're doing is lethally cute. It could probably kill a person."

Her heated temperature spread even out to her hands.

I thought she was just brazen at first, but she had simply been seeing me as someone she could trust and not as a 'man,' take it as one will.

Noa, still looking away, spoke.

"Not once in both my lives have I kissed someone."

Oh?

That explained her shyness.

I let go of her hand, but she still didn't move.

"It's way too spicy…"

Holy fuck. She was being way too cute.

I stepped behind Noa and wrapped my arms around her waist. She jerked again, but didn't push me back. Rather, she let herself fall into my embrace. I neared her ears again and whispered.

"Is it enough spice?"

Her lips trembled.

"Don't you want more?"

"HEY!"

We were interrupted by a loud shout from the back. Sitting cross-legged, the little fairy smacked the pillow she had below her and pointed a finger at us.

"Just get to it already! What's all this fucking drama for!?"

I stared at Titania wide-eyed. It seemed Noa was doing the same.

Then, she laughed.

I couldn't as much as react as Noa grabbed my hands, pulled me down, and kissed me back. Her lips spread on mine, closing up and opening out again as if desperately searching for something.

I put my hand on her sides and stuck out my tongue. Slow, steady, I tasted the edges of her lips, then their contours. Noa let out a heated sigh and I wedged my tongue inside her mouth.

Hers clumsily struck back. Her teeth parted and the tips of our tongues clashed before rolling into each other. With every move her tongue, Noa raised her hold over my hand. Her fingers grazed over my shoulders before wrapping around my neck. In turn, I held her tight around her waist and pulled her closer.

It was just her second time, I didn't want to rush her.

We acted like two new lovers would, enjoying our embrace more than our kiss, our warmth more than our heat.

And quite frankly, I liked it.

Noa ran out of breath and pulled back.

A thread of saliva was left between us, which made her widen her eyes and shake her head again. Still holding her around the waist, I laughed at her cute display.

"Not bad," I said.

"I know, a thing or two…"

This shy act was murderous in the truest sense of the word. I tightened my hold around her and slowly lifted her up by her waist.

Noa waved her legs and her hands before stopping them on my shoulder.

"What are you!"

Her modest chest pressed against my cheeks. I could feel her nipples that had already hardened. Instead licking around and shocking her, I gently carried her over to the bed and sat her down.

"We're already dressed for the occasion," I said. Both of us were just in our towels after all.

Noa held hers down and looked down.

At the side of the bed, I lowered to my knees and took her hands in mine again. She was reluctant to move, so I slowly pulled her away one finger at a time.

"Do you not want to?" I asked.

"It's… embarrassing…"

It was her first time in both her lives. Even though she brazenly walked around without anything on top and read erotica all day long, she was still this shy when it came to the real deal.

Was all the mention of porn just a way to hide her embarrassment?

"I'll stop if you say so,"

"No," Noa shook her head immediately. She was still blushing, but she didn't hold back her words. "I want to…"

The hints of her bold and brazen self spilled through even like this, making me even more excited.

She placed her arms away and I tugged at the towel that hid her lower half. The drape hiding the most masterful art slid away and her pristine legs came into view. Tight at the calves and thighs, they were slightly soft yet muscular.

I placed a hand on her knees and slightly pulled them away.

Noa covered her mouth with the back of her hand as her legs spread open, revealing her secret spot. Behind the bountiful thighs were her dripping wet folds of pink, their juices spilling over and staining the sheets below.

I touched it at first.

Slowly, I ran my hand over her slit.

"Hng," Noa bit a moan.

My fingers were already covered in her fluids. Up, and down, I started grazing her lower lips with a gentle touch.

I pressed on her labia.

She winced.

I dabbed on her clit.

She yelped.

Once I felt them ready, I slowly started wedging two of my fingers inside her. They pushed apart the flaps below and slowly pressed into her vaginal walls.