Chapter 562: Two Perverts In A Stall, Teaching Celia A Lesson |
"Get lost? So that’s your answer?" Celia muttered under her breath as she looked at him, her face shifting into something sadder.
"I thought you would listen to all my words, just like I listen to yours. Clearly, I was the only one who thought like that."
She sniffed a little, wiping at her eyes even though Isaac could tell the tears were not real.
He stayed still, watching her without much change in his expression. His heart did not soften at the act. Instead, he reached up to gently pry her arms from around his neck.
But Celia held on tighter, refusing to let go. She pressed closer and spoke again in a soft voice.
"I still haven’t forgiven you for dying before me."
Isaac paused for a moment. The memory of that incident still weighed on him, even if he knew she was using it to push him. He felt a pang of guilt despite seeing through her words.
He wondered briefly if he should just accept what she wanted. The thought crossed his mind quickly before he pushed it away.
This crazy girl wanted to do the deed in the bathroom. Public bathroom! She said something like wanting to feel the thrill!
"So only Emily gets her requests, huh. I guess you don’t love me as much." She kept up the sad look, her voice carrying a pout.
"...what do you mean?" he asked.
"Emily completed her Lord Quest, and as a reward you agreed to do it from behind with her. Today I helped you by upgrading your Physique, but you won’t give me anything in return?" She pouted again, making sure her words landed.
Isaac froze at that. He had not expected her to know those details.
"...how do you know what Emily asked from me?" he replied.
Celia gave a small smile beneath the act. "Who do you think told her about doing it from behind?"
She waited for his reaction, watching as surprise crossed his face.
Isaac was stunned. So, it was her! She was the one corrupting his innocent Emily! This devil was too dangerous!
Before he could say anything more about it, she spoke up again. "So what is your answer?"
"No." His response came out firm. Celia did not back down.
"Come on. I am going to stop the handshake event for you. You should know how much I like it. In return, can’t you do something small for me?" She kept her tone pleading but steady, like they were simply discussing their ’date’ for the day.
Isaac shook his head slowly. He was not ready to agree, even with the pressure building. Celia continued talking for the next five minutes, bringing up different moments from their past. She reminded him of the time he had died and how worried everyone had been. She mentioned the help she gave him earlier with the Physique upgrade. Her words flowed naturally, mixing guilt with appreciation for what they shared.
She knew him well enough to understand that persistence would wear him down eventually. Isaac cared deeply for his wives, and he often found it hard to turn down their requests once they kept at it.
In the end, he let out a sigh and agreed. The guilt from his past actions played a part, along with the fact that she had truly helped him today. It also helped that stopping the handshake event would make things easier for him.
"Let’s go then. Ah, we should change first," Celia said, her mood shifting quickly now that she had won. She stood up from his lap with a brighter expression.
"Change?" Isaac asked, a hint of worry in his voice.
"Well, we have to walk to the bathrooms. If we don’t change and disguise ourselves, people will recognize us right away." She explained it casually, as if it made perfect sense.
"We are going to walk? Can’t we just teleport there?" Isaac asked.
"Nu-uh. Half of the fun is the thrill of almost getting caught and still escaping the danger. There is no fun if we cheat with teleportation." Celia grinned at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
To anyone watching, it might have looked like she was excited for a simple date rather than what she actually had in mind.
Isaac remained frozen in his chair as she moved around the room.
She pulled out clothes from her spatial ring without wasting time.
First, she made her wings and horns disappear, something she had always been able to do unlike Alice.
Then she slipped into dark blue pants that fit closely to her body and a soft, brown crop top with full sleeves.
She added an outer layer over it for good measure. After that, she bundled her hair into a neat bun, put on a cap, and finished with sunglasses and a mask to cover most of her face.
The disguise worked well enough that most people would not recognize her as Celia. She had plenty of practice sneaking around over the years, so these changes came naturally to her.
Of course, the clothes still showed off her slim and curvy figure in a way that drew attention. Normally she might have chosen something baggier to blend in completely, but today she wanted to look appealing for him.
Celia twirled around once to show off the outfit.
"How do I look?" she asked, waiting for his opinion.
"...good."
The words were simple, but they seemed to satisfy her.
She puffed out her chest with clear pride, the motion both cute and noticeable because of how she was built.
Then she reached back into her spatial ring and pulled out another set of clothes, handing them over to him.
Isaac took them but looked surprised.
"You had clothes for me? Since when were you planning this?" he asked, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and curiosity.
Celia just smiled, though he couldn’t see that due to her mask. She did not answer him and instead hurried him along to change. He put on the dark pants, a white t-shirt, and a black jacket. Then he added the cap and a mask to complete the look.
Celia looked him over from head to toe.
"Mhm. Sometimes I forget how good looking you are," she said, putting her hand over his chest.
The t-shirt was a normal one, so it was slightly tight near his chest while slack near his abdomen. It showed Isaac’s muscles perfectly. The sight made Celia blush a little as she took it all in.
"Now, let’s go!" She wrapped her hand around Isaac’s and pulled him along.
"Wait, let me prepare myself—" Isaac started to say.
They left the resting room before he could finish his words.
There were several resting rooms, and the crowd and crew were so many that no one really focused on who was leaving which room.
Celia seemed to have predicted this, so her disguise did not bring much attention to them. Those that did notice them thought they were crewmates like the others.
Isaac was so nervous that he felt his heart would leap out of his chest. He wanted to use the disguise ability to hide, but Celia would not let him.
Every few seconds he looked around, hoping no one was paying attention to them. His steps felt heavier than usual as they moved through the area.
"If you keep acting so suspicious, people will notice. Just act natural," Celia advised. Though she was enjoying his nervousness. This was the first time he was acting like this with her.
The two neared the women’s washroom. Isaac was almost dragging his feet at that point, but Celia pulled him along steadily.
The guard woman noticed Isaac and Celia. However, unlike what Isaac had predicted, she did not scold them. Instead she grinned. Celia moved naturally and gave something from her pocket to the woman.
"If someone within reports you, it’s not my problem, but I won’t report you," the guard woman said.
Celia thanked her by changing her voice slightly. It was easy for her due to her idol career. Then she pulled Isaac inside.
"What was that?" Isaac hissed once they were further in.
"A lot of couples do this. I found out from Arlene. So we can give money to the guard women to enter the washroom," she said.
Isaac was dumbfounded. But a bigger problem arose in his mind. There must be women in the washroom already.
The first area was the basin area. There was no one there at the moment. The washrooms were in the adjacent areas.
Isaac noticed that all the women seemed to be inside the stalls. Just then, one of the washroom doors was opening.
Before she came out and saw a man in the women’s washroom, Isaac swiftly moved with full speed and pulled Celia inside an empty bathroom.
As soon as he locked the door from inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The washrooms were clean and had no smell, obviously. Moreover, all washrooms had sensory dampening runes.
These runes forcefully suppressed senses of all awakeners to more normal levels.
Of course, the awakeners could overpower these runes easily if they tried. They were quite cheap. However, they had inbuilt alarms, so if anyone tried to snoop in the bathroom, the alarms would ring and the guards would take action.
This way, awakeners and humans could use the washroom in peace and privacy.
"Hehe, you look nervous," Celia said, pulling out one string of her mask.
She let it hang from her other ear, then pulled down his mask. She kissed him. They exchanged a deep kiss.
Celia pushed him onto the seat and climbed on top of him as they continued kissing.
Isaac was nervous. They were doing it outside their usual private space. He was so nervous that his heart was beating loudly, and he was worried he would not be able to even get it up due to nervousness.
Unfortunately, his body seemed to react differently than he predicted. He was so hard that it was almost painful.
Was Isaac a pervert? How could he enjoy such a situation? No, he was not a pervert. He was just hard because of the aphrodisiacs in their saliva. Yes, that was definitely the reason behind his state.
Celia could feel her heart fluttering. The sense of danger, Isaac’s nervousness, and her own nervousness created a flavor that she had never tasted before.
Her hand moved and caressed Isaac’s shaft over his clothes slowly. A grunt left Isaac’s lips. Celia giggled, feeling how hard he was while he acted as if he disliked it.
The sense of depravity she felt was thrilling to say the least.
They could hear someone washing hands in the basin area. After all, people’s senses were suppressed to human levels, so being able to hear the basin was normal. That also meant their situation was dangerous. They were surrounded by other people. One mistake and they would get caught.
Celia could feel her body growing hotter with the tension. Isaac decided he needed to finish this fast if they did not want to get caught. Although they were in a stall, there was always a chance someone would notice.
He pulled Celia’s crop top up so that her breasts were visible. She was not wearing a bra. Her milky white breasts and perky nipples appeared right in front of him. Isaac leaned down and kissed them softly at first.
A moan left Celia’s lips before she could stop it.
Isaac froze and snapped his gaze up to her.
"Keep it down," he scolded in a whisper, nervous.
Celia blushed and nodded quickly. Although she had been the one to propose this, she still felt nervous herself. The thrill excited her, but the risk made her jittery. She wondered if anyone had heard the sound.
Isaac and Celia both froze in place.
The person who had been washing hands seemed to have stopped. They turned off the water. Then the footsteps moved toward their stall. Each step sent goosebumps across their skin. Celia’s face flushed deeper despite the danger. The steps stopped just outside their door.
Isaac stayed completely still. The person outside was clearly suspicious now.
He almost wanted to use a skill to make them leave, but Celia had made him promise earlier not to do anything like that.
Five seconds passed, and the person did not move away. They were sure the outsider was eavesdropping, trying to confirm what they had heard.
Celia could not hold back anymore. She kissed Isaac deeply. He was stunned that she still wanted to continue right then.
If anything, she became even bolder. She took his hand and pushed it into her pants. She was not wearing any undergarment, so his fingers immediately touched her intimate area. She was already wet. She guided his thumb to her clit and showed him how to move.
A moan escaped Celia’s lips as soon as he touched her there.
She had tried to stay quiet, but the thrill of the situation brought too much pleasure.
The person outside stumbled back with a gasp.
"W-Wow, people are really wild these days." Those words confirmed that the outsider knew exactly what was happening inside.
Isaac felt so nervous that he almost wanted to escape with Celia. But she had lost herself in the moment. Her eyes looked hazy and full of lust. She clearly was not going to stop or let him leave.
The person outside ran away from the bathroom area. That snapped Isaac out of some of his nervousness. He stood up and turned Celia around gently. She let out a small yelp.
Isaac’s heart sank, knowing the women in the other stalls definitely heard that. He gritted his teeth.
’Dammit. I need to finish it quickly before someone reports us.’ He opened the button on Celia’s pants and pulled them down. He did the same with his own. Then he pushed her waist down and pulled her hips back toward him.
The perverted side of her showed. She was wet already. Isaac could see the faint trail of wetness running down her leg. He had never seen her this aroused with so little foreplay.
But Celia couldn’t help it. The situation was dangerous. The psychological thrill was far more arousing than the arousal that came from elixirs or aphrodisiac.
When Isaac did not enter her immediately, Celia pushed her hips back and sandwiched his shaft between her ass cheeks. She moved up and down slowly. She turned her head and gave him a seductive glance.
"You are crazy," Isaac whispered. "And I’m crazy for going along with you."
He pushed his shaft inside her then. A loud moan left her lips. But Isaac was ready this time. He clamped his hand over her mouth to keep the sound from carrying.
Celia blushed deeply as she felt him fill her. Her hands rested on the door while Isaac moved slowly, grinding against her insides and sending shivers through her body. She wanted more and began moving her hips back against him with the support of the door.
Wet slapping sounds started to fill the small space.
Isaac stopped right away. He held her chin and turned her head back toward him. Celia had always been flexible from her idol training, so the position did not cause her any discomfort.
"Are you crazy? Why are you moving so fast? It’s making noi—"
Isaac clamped his mouth shut when he saw the look in her eyes. This girl was not thinking clearly anymore. She just wanted to keep going. The thrill of the situation had taken over her logical part of mind completely.
Before Isaac could scold her and try to bring her back to her senses, she kissed him while he was still inside her. Celia held onto his shirt tightly to make sure he could not pull away and break the kiss.
Isaac’s control was slipping fast. He could not deny that the whole situation felt intensely hot. Celia’s appearance only made it harder for him to stop.
She still had the mask hanging from one ear. Her cap was half disheveled from their movements. A few strands of her hair fell down messily and clung to her sweaty face.
Her crop top was pulled up over her breasts while her pants remained down around her knees. The half-clothed and messy look was too arousing. Without realizing it, he started moving slowly inside her as they kissed.
His movements stayed careful at first. He knew the women in the nearby stalls already suspected what was happening.
They needed to finish quickly and leave. Normally he would have stopped and left already if he was thinking straight. But right now lust had clouded his mind just like hers. They kept going like that for a few minutes, building closer to the edge.
Just as both of them were about to reach their release, someone entered the women’s bathroom.
The footsteps sounded firm and came straight toward their stall. By now Isaac and Celia were deep in their lust. They would not have stopped even if someone stood right outside. That changed when the person knocked on the door.
"Miss, can you please come out?"
Isaac and Celia froze immediately. Either the woman from earlier or one of the others in the stalls had reported them.
But the real problem was bigger.
Both of them recognized the voice.
It was Vale.
Celia almost spoke the words ’brother’, but Isaac quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
"Are you crazy?" he whispered. He had already activated his disguise ability. Now no one could see him or sense him even if they stood close. Celia could not sense him either. But she could still feel him inside her clearly. It created a strange and intense sensation.
"Miss?" Vale knocked again. Celia’s mind was in complete chaos and she did not know what to do.
At that moment Isaac started to move once more. Celia’s eyes widened in alarm. She snapped her head back but could not see his face because of the disguise.
She tried to signal him to stop with her eyes. But he didn’t.
She covered her mouth with both hands to hold back the moans threatening to escape.
She had already been close to her climax before this interruption. Now with Isaac moving freely, the pleasure built even faster.
He was not afraid anymore since no one could sense him or the sounds he made.
Celia’s breathing grew ragged. Her release was coming closer. She felt a rush of shame knowing her brother stood just outside the door.
Strange emotions mixed inside her. There was thrill, shame, guilt, pleasure, and embarrassment all at once.
What she did not realize was that her hips had started moving back against him too. It was not only Isaac driving things.
He grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands back as he thrust into her more firmly. She could not hold her moans back completely anymore.
"This is the last warning. Come out, or I will break the door," Vale said from outside.
Isaac did not stop. If anything, he started moving even more vigorously inside her.
"You better send him away or he will break the door," Isaac whispered to her.
Celia could feel him fully since they were in direct contact and he was thrusting hard. His disguise held for Vale though. Vale could not hear him or sense anything unusual.
She wanted to tell Isaac to stop or curse at him, but she could not risk it.
Speaking those words would confirm there were two people in the stall. Vale might break the door then. At least for now he seemed to think it was only her inside.
"Okay. If you won’t come out then, don’t blame me—"
"Ju-Just... give me a moment," Celia said, changing the pitch of her voice carefully.
Immense shame washed over her as she spoke those words to her brother. But at the same time a deep, depraved pleasure surged through her. She found her release right then and Isaac erupted inside her as well.
"...fine. I will be waiting outside. Don’t try to run. I can catch you easily," Vale said.
He was clearly a gentleman, not wanting to break in and embarrass a woman. Unfortunately, his sister was the exact opposite of him in that moment.
Celia slumped against Isaac as Vale’s footsteps faded away. He held her steady before she could fall.
Isaac pulled out from her slowly. His release started to leak from her, more than usual. Clearly, he was not as innocent as he sometimes claimed. But he could not care less about that right now. He made Celia sit on the seat. Then his shaft brushed against her cheek.
"Clean this. I can’t go outside like this," Isaac said.
He rubbed his shaft on her fair, soft cheek. It mixed with her sweat and stuck to the strands of hair that had fallen across her face.
Celia raised her hazy gaze to look at him.
"Don’t look at me like that. You wanted this," Isaac shrugged. It seemed he had gotten some revenge by embarrassing her.
Celia opened her mouth as if she would clean it.
But just as Isaac moved it toward her soft, pink lips, she let go of her act, and clarity returned to her eyes.
She snapped her teeth toward his shaft. Since her lust had lifted, she could think clearly again. It brought great shame and anger. So she decided to bite him to teach this bastard a lesson.
Just as she was about to bite him, she woke up.
"H-Huh?" Celia was stunned.
She was inside the resting room. Her head was resting on Isaac’s chest and she was wearing her stage clothes. Isaac was also wearing his previous original clothes. It took her a moment to realize what had happened.
She had been dreaming.
Isaac had put her to sleep and shown her that dream.
"Isaac!" She howled, her voice full of anger and grievances.
She was going to bite him for real this time.
Isaac quickly slipped out of her arms and ran. She followed him while grinding her teeth.
"How dare you do that to me!?" she shouted.
"You were the one who wanted thrill!" Isaac laughed as he kept ahead of her.
The crewmates saw Celia full of anger while she ran behind Isaac, who was laughing loudly. The chase continued through the area as she tried to catch him.
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