Chapter 228 - 229: Alcohol
Quinn and Helen entered into a medium-sized room, together with the four wives that were currently resting with Neko’s helpful assistance.
Neko was definitely not just limited to carrying multiple people on her back, but she was also helping them all out to move them around safely using her soft, warm fur...
"Ohh, then let’s just rest for today now," Quinn spoke up casually as he laid his body flat on the large bed.
"H-how about we drink some... strong alcohol for saving me from that cage.." Helen proposed softly, as she had already bought a bottle of alcohol when she registered their names below at the desk.
"Is it really okay for your health? I think you are probably not used to drinking alcohol at all." Quinn sat back up on the bed right after hearing her incredibly bold proposal.
A lone man and a woman having a private drink together in a single room? Is she desperately trying to drink some alcohol just to get a firm grip on her own wild emotions?
"I-it’s not a problem at all, sometimes we just need some alcohol inside our body..." she said as she opened the bottle quickly, feeling like there was absolutely no need to delay this matter anymore.
This was truly the only real chance she can get to make a proper move on him.
"I think one or two small bottles is definitely not enough for a real celebration, but it’s not bad for starters." Quinn received the one glass of alcohol from her hands.
"H-hey... can I please ask you a question?" Helen took a very bold step forward and moved much closer to him, but she was still not close enough to actually touch their bare skin together.
"What is it? I’m completely all ears... gulp... gulp." Quinn gulped down the liquid without a single bit of hesitation.
An ordinary alcohol like this was simply not enough to make him feel dizzy or drunk at all. Even back when he lived on Earth, his natural tolerance to alcohol was incredibly high, much more so right now that he is a powerful Tier 3.
An elite among elite, and a monster far beyond regular people.
"W-why exactly did you save me? I don’t think you are a pure saint... to save a pitiful, lonely woman like me." She gulped down a large amount of the alcohol directly from the bottle.
Helen knows deep down that alcohol like that can’t easily make her blood boil... but it was certainly better than having nothing at all.
"Well, what you said just now is completely true, I’m definitely not a saint... but I do always care about what is mine." He turned his head slowly, staring directly at her flushed face.
"T-that’s not the real question...hic.." Helen stared right back into his eyes. She deeply wanted to know the truth... for the past few days Quinn didn’t make a single move on her body at all.
Of course, she’s not a complete dumbass; she easily knows that Quinn saw everything she did, even if she tried her absolute best to hide in the bushes.
"Ohh, then why exactly do you care so much? We were just mere strangers back then... and I can’t recall ever making a personal connection with you before. I saved your life, and that’s basically it." Quinn grabbed the bottle right out from her hands, chugging it down deeply into his mouth.
"N-no, you’re not telling the truth. Why exactly did you do that kind of wild things right in front of me... are you trying to subtly control me?" She aggressively grabbed back the bottle from him, chugging it down too... as the fresh saliva of the two mixed together inside the bottle.
"What on earth are you talking about? I don’t control people, and I’m definitely not planning to do that. Also, why exactly did you invite all of us, especially me, to stay inside this inn tonight? Hmm... Helen?" Quinn moved much closer to her, as the bare skin of their arms finally touched.
She was so incredibly hot right now that Quinn can clearly feel that she was burning with lust.
The short distance between the two can easily be bridged with just a single peck... and the carnal pleasure will officially begin. However, Quinn never made the first move, choosing to stare at her face much fiercer than before.
"N-no... I’m just trying to act go—."
"Then why exactly did you buy some alcohol for us? Are you trying to seduce me right now, knowing very well that I already have four beautiful wives?" Quinn’s strong hand suddenly touched her soft waist, gripping her soft fabric tightly... as it sent a powerful jolt of electricity straight through her entire body.
"W-what’s exactly wrong with that..? You’re the one who originally seduced me by having wild sex with your wives right in front of my face..."
"Of course it’s wrong... you are truly a slut to act like that, Helen, but I will forgive you anyway..." Quinn finally saw the perfect opportunity, as he closed his mouth near to her face...
Quinn can clearly feel her heavy, ragged breathing and the sweet smell of her unique scent mixed with the alcohol.
"N-no... don’t do this, I’m really not that kind of woman..." she evaded his gaze slightly. She desperately wanted to suck his lips right now but... she was trying to tell herself she’s not a slut.
’Why did I do this? It’s like I am completely forgetting that I am a married woman...’ she wanted to cross the bridge so badly... just a small push and it will happen, but there was still a lingering feeling inside her heart.
’No, my husband is already dead for ten years. I want to experience new things too...’
"Don’t try to escape from me, Helen, you are the one who invited me here tonight, right?" Quinn held her hand firmer against him. He didn’t use the squirting touch skill on her body.
She will make a move on her own eventually, so Quinn don’t need to spoil the natural fun of the chase.
"I bought another bottle... I’m gonna open them right now..." She tried reaching out her hand to grab the other bottle resting in the corner, but Quinn quickly grabbed her wrist.
"Then I will open it, so how about you turn your head toward me now."
"But..."
"No buts, it’s entirely your own fault for being so horny..."
"I’m not horny... I just really need some heat right now." She finally turned her head back to face him fully, her breathing becoming even more labored as she did so.
The mere thought alone of fucking him was making her wise mind go completely muddled.
Chug.. chug..
Quinn chugged down the remaining alcohol from the bottle... then, without a single second of hesitation, he forcefully leaned in and kissed her deeply on the lips.