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Chapter 12: The Temptation of White Stockings and the Sister's Compensation, and Finally, News That Granted the Sister's Wish
After the banquet dispersed, the night in the Royal Capital deepened, yet the brightly lit streets remained bustling with activity. The Hero and his party were arranged to stay in the Royal Palace's VIP Hall, while I, taking advantage of the early night, slipped out of the palace alone to stroll along the commercial street of the capital. It was ostensibly to clear my head, but I already had a plan in mind—to buy Loxi a few outfits as a gift for tonight, to coax the little "jealous pot" I'd been neglecting lately.
I wandered aimlessly through clothing shops, my eyes scanning the wide array of dresses, yet nothing felt particularly novel. Loxi's style was quite versatile—she could pull off innocent, charming, or noble looks with ease—but the ordinary clothes in the human world struggled to make her eyes light up. Just as I was feeling stumped, a few figures caught my attention: several nuns from the Holy Light Church were entering a high-end clothing store to pick out garments.
Their attire was primarily white, dignified yet touched with a sense of holiness—a standard Holy Light Church style. Long skirts covered their ankles, cuffs and collars were accented with exquisite gold trim, and silk ribbons were tied around their waists, highlighting their slender frames. At first glance, these nuns' outfits were somewhat similar to the Saintess robes Loxi used to wear, but what really made me stop was the white silk pantyhose on their legs. The white silk clung to their long, slender legs, thin as cicada wings, shimmering with a faint luster and revealing a glimpse of the soft, fair skin beneath. As they moved, the pantyhose stretched slightly, outlining the perfect curve of their legs—seductive yet elegant, dignified yet carrying a tease that made one's blood boil.
I stared at their legs, and suddenly, an image of Loxi wearing white silk over-the-knee socks flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but ponder. Loxi had never really worn these kinds of pantyhose before. Visually, they had a different flavor compared to the white over-the-knee socks she usually wore, and they weren't as overtly exposed as garters. It seemed to perfectly embody the conflicting concepts of "proper" and "seductive." Since those white socks of hers had been worn out anyway, why not have her switch up her style...
A wicked smile curled on my lips as I walked into the shop and headed straight for the hosiery counter. The shop assistant was a young woman who, seeing me browsing, came over with a beaming smile to offer recommendations: "Hello, sir. What are you looking for? If it's hosiery you're after, our stockings are made with the kingdom's finest materials—light, thin, and silky to the touch. They are perfect as a gift for that special lady."
I swept a glance over the shelves and pointed at a pair of white silk pantyhose, my tone firm: "That one. Give me three of the same kind, made with the finest material. As for the size, make sure it's for a petite figure."
The clerk efficiently packed up the stockings and recommended a few matching sets of lingerie and gauze skirts, and with a wave of my hand, I bought them all. Since I had the new stockings, there was no need to be obsessed with picking out the clothes—I'd be stripping them off sooner or later anyway.
After paying, I carried the exquisite gift box and made my way back to the VIP Hall, preparing for the "replenishment" to come.
Meanwhile, in the Hero's sleeping quarters within the VIP Hall, a debauched atmosphere was quietly permeating. The night was deep, the candlelight flickered, and Shasha sat on the edge of the bed with her pregnant belly protruding. The magic runes beneath her purple gauze dress glowed faintly, outlining her plump, maternal curves. Yeli was topless, her bright red dress pulled down to her waist, her golden hair disheveled over her shoulders, her immature breasts swaying gently with her movements, and her pale pink areolas emitting an alluring luster under the candlelight.
The Hero held Shasha, kissing her neck, his fingers wandering into her gauze dress to caress her bulging belly. Shasha panted, bringing her red lips to the Hero's ear, whispering like an orchid: "Hero-sama, you're still so impatient, but I'm almost due... be careful, or the baby will protest~"
The Hero let out a lecherous chuckle and gently pinched Shasha's breast, drawing a soft cry from her: "Don't worry, Shasha, I wouldn't dare hurt the baby." He turned his head to look at Yeli, a fire of desire igniting in his eyes, "Unlike you—I haven't finished conquering you yet!"
Yeli curled her lip, putting on a reluctant front while her eyes shone with cunning. She crawled onto the bed and her slender hands unbuckled the Hero's belt, releasing his thick, long meat-rod, which exuded a strong, masculine scent. Yeli deliberately leaned in close, her red lips exhaling a hot breath, teasing the giant bulge at the Hero's crotch until it twitched: "Already this big? Did you stare at the Consort's breasts for too long today and get yourself all pent up?"
Although it was just a tease, it contained some of Yeli's true feelings. After all, the way the Hero had looked at Dreamy earlier with those lustful eyes—his brain was likely already filled with sex.
The Hero, teased by Yeli, flushed slightly and feigned composure: "Don't talk nonsense! I was just... glancing at her by chance." That said, he felt a bit ashamed, as if Yeli had hit the nail on the head. He simply pulled Yeli beneath him and roughly pulled aside her skirt, revealing her fair legs and the wet, honeyed slit. Yeli's vampire secret cavity was as pink and tender as a flower, with faint blood-vessel patterns on the cavity walls, exuding a fatal temptation. The Hero swallowed hard, his purple-red glans pressing against the entrance, and with a forceful thrust, he plunged the entire rod into the honeyed slit.