FFF-Tier System, SSS-Rank Wife-Chapter 57: Drunken Temptress

’Breathe in... breathe out...’

By now, controlling my breath had become a habit.

I didn’t even need to think about doing it. The moment I would find myself in a stressful situation that required me to keep perfect control, the habit would kick in. And with all the conditioning I’ve done to date, controlling my breath actually did help me to control my thoughts and focus.

Only that...

I’d never expected it to come in handy in a situation such as this!

"Please, tell me that if I turn around, you will still be dressed..." I muttered under my nose, half-hoping to get an answer and half-begging all the deities that looked over this world not to hear any answer at all.

The best outcome for the current situation would be for Selia to be already fast asleep, happily humming up in her dreams while neatly covered up by the blanket all the way up to her neck.

Yet, when that rustling sound repeated, I gritted my teeth, knowing those were all nothing but hopes and dreams.

And those had the tendency to remain unfulfilled until one sought to fulfill them with their own hands.

’Fuck!’

I turned around, desperate to put an end to whatever Selia was doing before she could take it even further than she already had. And just as I hoped against, she was indeed taking her clothes off!

By now, the upper part of her fit was pretty much gone, with only a thin wrap covering up her chest as it wrapped tightly around her back.

Yet, even with this cloth in place to keep her skin from my eyes... it was both thin enough and wrapped tightly enough not to leave me with any doubts regarding the exact shape of Selia’s bosom or the position of her nipples!

’Fuck!’

At the very least, she was still in the process of undoing the bottom of her robe. Yet, seeing how it was only a matter of time, seconds at best, before she could do away with that part of her clothing too...

I rushed forth.

Daring not to stare at the forbidden sights before me, I turned my eyes away, keeping Saintess only within the very corner of my vision.

I only needed that much to properly navigate across the room and then to the bed, where I opened up my arms and shifted slightly to the side.

Pac!

My shoulder slammed low against Selia’s ribs as I tackled her down onto the bed.

"Hiya!"

Pressed and then pinned down, Selia squealed in an adorable, high-pitched voice, already giggling by the time her back struck the mattress.

Thankfully, I foresaw that happening. And so, rather than be faced with the sight of this fairy-like girl pinned below me, I already closed my eyes, moving on nothing but my memory of the place.

I reached out over the girl and then beyond her, quickly grabbing hold of the blanket. And as soon as my fingers got a good grasp on the material, I locked my knee against the bed’s edge before pulling right back and dragging the covers along with me.

If someone were to step into the room right then, they would see me pull down a cloth over the face of a clearly drunk, half-naked girl.

But that was merely the beginning. And if that supposed observer were to spectate for a second longer, they would see me pull the cover properly over Selia’s chest, dragging it back and back all the way until it covered her from her collarbone to her feet, leaving only her face, neck, and a sliver of her shoulders exposed.

"Phew..."

I breathed out a quick sigh of relief, perfectly satisfied with the outcome.

While just the memory of Selia’s bared beauty persisted in my head, I was no longer forced to face the torture of seeing her in that state only to then fight against my own sense of reason and morals that stopped me from taking advantage of this opportunity.

"Wha...!"

It was only now that Selia reacted, staring at me with her eyes wide open, full of silent unwillingness and dejection.

Then, as if to do away with all of my brave efforts, she grabbed the blanket and immediately tossed it aside... revealing that she somehow managed to get rid of the bottom of her robes in the process too!

Now, left with nothing but two strips of thin cloth covering up her most precious parts, she first gave me a triumphant look before pushing her upper body up... and then pointing down at her now fully exposed lap.

"Hmm!" she made a cute noise while invitingly slapping her own thigh.

"Hmm! Hmm!" she murmured with an increasing sense of pressure all around her and impatience in her eyes.

The moment my eyes fell into the trap of her now almost entirely naked body, I found myself trapped.

I couldn’t move.

I couldn’t look away.

The two globes of her chest, accented by how her breast cloth pressed them together. Her slim, perfectly thin stomach with just enough fat to make it smooth and hide away her toned muscles, the two indented lines that led adventurous explorers down to her most sacred place... 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Yet, while her body was already to die for, it was her face that drew me, locked me in, and then refused to let me go.

That slightly blushed, shy yet still sly smile on her lips. The way the storm of her silvery-blue hair cascaded down her back, with some unruly locks falling down over her shoulders and towards her chest.

Even the few pieces of azure jewelry she wore now appeared to be shining with their own light, highlighting the pale color of her skin.

The way her chest slightly moved up and down to the rhythm of her breath, how her eyes shone with a mix of embarrassment and some degree of expectation...

Seeing my intense stare, Selia smiled and brought her hand up, reaching it out in an open invitation. Then, as her smile grew even more adorable than before, right as she leaned her back down to the bed, as if to pull me into her with just how she moved...

"Achoo!"

A sudden sneeze shook all of her curves in just the right, most inciting way. Yet, as she opened up her eyes with hints of panic settling in them...

I closed my eyes and breathed out a long sigh.

"Okay, fine!" I spoke as if I were throwing out a curse, opening up my eyes and shaking my head in disbelief as I approached the bed again. "But we are keeping the blanket! You are so drunk..." I leaned down and picked the very same blanket Selia threw off just a moment ago, "that you can’t even feel the cold!" I scolded her as I approached the edge of the bed.

Then, rather than jumping right in, I brought my hands up and snapped the blanket down, straightening it properly.

"You might be a Saintess, but I can’t let you get sick, you know!" I continued to speak, acting as if the idea of the near coitus was all but agreed on...

Finally, I leaned down, throwing the far end of the blanket over the bed before gently bringing it back down, once again covering Saintess from her neck to the toes of those long, slim legs of hers. And then...

I pressed on one end of the blanket, forcing its entire edge underneath the mattress.

"With how beautiful you are, I expect things will get quite... rocky," I smiled with a hungry look on my face, securing one end of the blanket under the very same side of the mattress Selia was on.

Then, I jumped.

I jumped over the girl, still holding on to the other end of the blanket, letting go of it only once I felt some resistance.

Stretching the blanket over the girl, I then rolled right back, pinning the other end of the blanket directly under my body while making sure to end up with my back turned to the girl.

"Wha...?!"

Selia moaned in shocked surprise, suddenly finding herself strapped down to the bed under the tightened blanket. And with her own weight pinning one of its ends down and my entire body doing the same to its other end... she couldn’t exactly free herself unless she was willing to kick me off the bed hard enough to turn me into a bloody splatter on the wall!

Which, by the very definition of a bloody splatter on the wall, would render me useless as a potential partner for the night!

"It is against everything that I stand for to take advantage of a drunk woman," I spoke, refusing to look over my shoulder and stubbornly keeping my face away from where I had imprisoned the girl under the blanket. "Now, stop trying to tempt me," I added as soon as I felt her move wildly around within her tight prison, desperately trying to free herself from its clutches.

"I would never forgive myself if I failed to resist your temptations now, while you are drunk and defenseless," I stated in a gravely serious tone. "Even if you are openly asking for it."