She moved slowly, like she wasn’t in any rush at all, her fingers working their way down one button at a time. Each small motion felt drawn out, as if she was either thinking too much about it or not thinking about it at all. By the time she finished, every single button on her clothes had been undone, the fabric loosening and parting until it hung open completely.

Underneath, she revealed... a surprisingly luxurious lacy bra.

It stood out more than it probably should have. The design wasn’t simple or plain. It had that delicate, intricate pattern that looked like someone actually put thought into choosing it, not something random you’d expect her to wear.

That honestly caught me off guard.

I didn’t expect something like that from her. It just didn’t match the image I had in my head. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"What?" she said, her voice cutting through my thoughts as she caught me staring.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at me like she didn’t understand what the big deal was. There wasn’t even a hint of embarrassment in her expression.

Well, she did say she was interested, so I guess this shouldn’t be surprising.

Still, most people would at least react a little.

She didn’t.

After that brief pause, she reached up and started removing her bra. The clasp was at the front, which made it easy. She undid it in one smooth motion, almost casually, like she’d done it a thousand times before. The fabric loosened and slipped away without any resistance, and she didn’t even bother to slow down or second guess it.

Then she moved on to her belt.

Her fingers worked at it for a moment before she unclasped it, pulling it free from around her waist. The sound of it sliding loose was faint, but noticeable. She drew it out from her legs, one at a time, stepping out of it with that same unhurried pace.

Her panties matched her bra.

Same lace, same style, with the same attention to detail.

So she had this kind of taste, huh?

It was an odd detail to focus on, but it stuck out anyway.

She hooked her fingers into the waistband and started pulling them down.

As the fabric slid lower, a thin white string of liquid stretched between her panties and her vagina, clinging for a second longer than expected before finally snapping.

"It always does this. Do you know what causes it?" she asked, glancing at me like she genuinely didn’t understand.

"You’re aroused, I guess," I replied, keeping it straightforward. "I mean, that’s the only thing that makes sense."

"I see... I am aroused, huh?" she said quietly, almost like she was testing the word in her head. "Well, that makes sense. This only happens when I’m with you. It’s probably like this because I’m attracted to you, isn’t it?"

"Maybe," I answered.

There wasn’t really a better response than that.

After pulling her panties completely off, slipping them free from one leg and then the other, she tossed them aside without much thought. Then she moved over to the bed and laid down, positioning herself like she had already decided what came next.

"Now then, what are we going to do next?" she asked.

Her tone was calm, almost curious, like she was waiting for instructions.

She looked ready.

So I started taking off my own clothes.

My cock was already hard, pressing tightly against my pants, and ignoring it was getting harder by the second. It wasn’t just uncomfortable. It was distracting.

When I pulled my pants down, it sprang free for a moment before settling, already fully erect.

I didn’t really understand why it was like this. It wasn’t like I was just randomly horny.

There was probably more to it.

Lilith’s words came to mind. She mentioned something about me being interested in having sex with Veronica. Whether that was because of something deeper or maybe something inevitable tied to her resurrection, I couldn’t really say. It felt like one of those things that would happen regardless of what I did.

And maybe that was affecting this too.

It could also explain why Veronica seemed drawn to me like this.

"Well, I’m going to start by making you wet enough so my cock goes in easily," I said.

"I don’t really know the terms, but... since you’re the one handling it, I don’t think I have anything to add," she replied.

So she was just going to lie there and let me take the lead. Like a dead fish.

Not ideal, but not surprising either.

She probably didn’t have any proper understanding of this kind of thing. With no experience or no guidance, she had nothing to work with.

So the only option was to guide her myself.

My hand moved to her thighs.

At first, nothing happened. It was like she was just observing, waiting to see what I would do.

But as my hand moved closer, sliding up just a little more, I felt a faint tremble run through her legs. It was subtle, easy to miss if I wasn’t paying attention, but it was there.

Then my fingers finally reached her crotch, brushing directly against her pussy.

"Mmm...?"

A soft sound slipped out of her, more confusion than anything else.

That confusion didn’t last.

The moment I pushed two fingers inside her, her entire reaction changed.

"Nghhhh...!"

Her voice broke into a loud moan, her back arching slightly off the bed.

So much for staying still and expressionless like a dead fish.

That idea disappeared the second things actually started.

"W-What...? Mmnhhg, aaaah...!"

Her body responded on its own now, reacting in ways she clearly didn’t expect.

Just like I thought, her g-spot was in the same place as Elise’s. Even the feeling of her vagina, and the pleats of her insides were similar. The way her body responded and the way everything felt, it lined up too closely to ignore.

It made sense, considering they were both tied to Lilith in some way. We were all basically siblings, after all.

Still, I didn’t dwell on it.

I kept moving my fingers, not rushing but not slowing down either. Her reactions grew more noticeable over time. Her breathing got heavier, her body tensed and relaxed in uneven patterns.

Gradually, her pussy became completely soaked.

After a while, I pulled my fingers out, watching as her juices clung to them before slowly dripping down.

She was panting now, her chest rising and falling unevenly, her face flushed.

That blank, emotionless look from earlier was completely gone.

I moved over her, positioning myself on top.

There wasn’t much hesitation left at that point. Thinking about consequences didn’t really cross my mind anymore. It just felt like the next step.

I pressed my erect cock against her vagina, feeling the contact for a brief second.

Then I pushed it in.