God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

Chapter 210: Why Need A Plate, When We Have Your Chest?

I let go of Camila's chest and gently placed them down so that the curry didn't spill anywhere, and I took a step to bring a plate to show her that I wasn't joking.

But Camila didn't seem to want me to do so and quickly held me back in the same place, and said in a desperate manner, still feeling sorry that I was going through such eating habits,

"N-No, Kafka...You don't have to prove such a thing to me, as I already saw you scraping everything off the plates, and I know that you wouldn't lie to me about such things since you're the most genuine person that I've ever met who's straightforward about everything you do and say."

It hurt to hear Camila praising me so much when I had lied to her so many times and had honestly built our relationship on a bunch of lies, but there was nothing I could do about it as it was all for the sake of the missions that were given to me from above, and I steeled my heart using my life that was on the line as an excuse.

"...So after hearing all that you said, I totally believe what you say and understand that you're someone who doesn't like to waste food at all costs, even at the expense of your own health, which is honestly quite attractive in my eyes, as a man who strictly follows his own principles no matter how hard they are, is something that would make all the girls out there bite their lips and want to make that man their own..." Camila said as she eyed me up with a provocative gaze, and to my surprise, she even started caressing my chest, like she was weirdly turned on about my eating disorder.

"...But at the same time, I don't know how to feel about you doing something as embarassing as l-licking the curry off my chest." She said while looking down in a timid manner, wondering how it would feel to have my tongue run against her flavorful chest.

She then picked up a plate from the counter and offered an alternative, hoping that it would satisfy me,

"Why don't I just use a spoon or a spatula to wipe all this curry off my chest and onto this plate?...That should work for you, right, since you would be able to easily eat it off the plate and not waste anything?"

"And how is that going to work out?...Are you going to slowly take your time and scoop off everything on your chest and put it on this plate?" I asked with a comical smile on my face, finding her solution to be quite funny.

"By the time you would take to move at least half of the curry on your chest, it would've already started dripping down the ravine below and would've started flowing down your tummy as well."

"...And who knows, with just enough time, this oily, greasy mess you have here might even drip down beyond that and enter your underwear, which surely wouldn't be a good experience with how spicy and packed full of flavour it is." I said as I dipped my hand into the puddle of brown curry sitting on her cleavage and had a taste, while Camila shivered at the thought of the curry going anywhere near her sensitive regions.

"B-But if you lick it right off my chest, wouldn't the curry be filled with my s-sweat and odour since I've been sweating since the morning from all the cooking I did and make it a repulsive experience for you?" Camila said with limpid eyes at the possibility of me burying my head into her chest at any moment, hoping that what she said would deter me.

But to her surprise, it had the opposite effect, as a big smile appeared on my face, like I was excited at what she said, and I said like I couldn't wait,

"What are you talking about, Camila? Your food is already heavenly to begin with, without adding anything extra to it...But now you're saying that I can eat that very divine delicacy you created with an infusion of your body's essence, as well?"

"I think you forgot just what type of person I am, as what you said in no way repulses me and actually makes me want to eat that curry that's probably saltier than it was before, right off your chest even more~"

"Pervert!~" Camila exclaimed and lightly slapped my chest for having such thoughts about her.

"Yep...That's exactly what I am, so you should understand why I want to do such a thing." I admitted to the title given to me and carressed her neck with the tip of my fingers, which made Camila tremble and shake the curry on her chest. "...And honestly, it would be a waste to use a plate when your skin is already so smooth and white, like it's made of porcelain itself."

"No plate out there could possibly match the experience of eating off such perfect skin, that makes me want to mark it all over because of how untainted and pure it looks." I gave her a kiss on the side of her neck, which she accepted with her eyes closed as her ears turned red.

Chu!~

"Y-You really want to eat this curry off my chest that much, Kafka?...Even though it's probably covered in my sweat and probably tastes a bit like me?" Camila asked as her breath warmed up from the sensation of my cold lips on her supple neck.

"If it tastes like what I'm tasting in my mouth right now, then I'm probably going to have to make you hold your chest out to me every time while I plate my meals on it and eat it right off there, since this sweet taste is a little too addicting for me to simply let go..." I murmured as I gently bit her delicate flesh and pulled on it, like I was trying to peel her skin off.

"Hmm!~...Then, what if I said that I wouldn't do what you said?...What if I said that I would only make food for you and not let you plate it on myself?~" Camila asked as she held back her moans from leaking out and felt my hands slide down her waist, going towards her round butt. "What would you do then?~"

"There is no denying what I said, Camila, as from the moment I saw you yesterday, you were already my women...And no woman of mine has the right to reject what I say and has no choice but to fulfil my desires, since I'm quite the greedy person who won't take no for an answer." I said like a hedonistic young master who saw women as subservient creatures that were born to serve me, which actually excited her when she heard my words instead of repulsing her like it would've if she heard anyone else say the same thing.

"I-I was yours from the moment you saw me?~...Hnnn!~" Camila asked about my ridiculous statement while feeling her ass get groped by a pair of rugged hands, that she had no way of stopping and could accept her fatty back getting moulded around by me.

"Why are you telling me that as if you're saying that there isn't a woman out there you can't get, even if they're a proud president of a company or a mother or wife who had a family of their own?~"

"Because what you said is simply true, and it's always only a matter of time before I bring all the women I'm interested in back to my abode..." I said in an arrogant manner, which made Camila roll her eyes while feeling tingly all over from having her ass played with and her neck sucked on at the same time.

"...I mean, it's hard not to agree with what I said when you know that it only took me a day to sneak into the heart of a certain lady out there who's as pretty as a flower and who's not only a wife but a mother of a daughter as well."

"Well, that lady must have been quite dumb for falling for a blatant womaniser like you, who probably says the same words he used on her to every other lady he's interested in~" Camila said while giggling to herself at what she had become after I had entered her life.

She then pushed me away, seeming to have made up her mind about what I said, and then looked at me with a rather provacative look in her eyes, while pushing out her chest so that the curry on there didn't spill, and said,

"...And she's even dumber than she was yesterday and probably doesn't even know what she's doing with her life right now, as she's actually accepting something as shameful as licking food off her breasts just because that same skirt-chaser said so~"

"You mean!?..." I asked with an expectant look on my eyes.

"Sigh...Yes, Kafka...You can eat the curry off my chest like you want to, as even though you make me feel like an idiot with a fried brain for falling for your cheap tricks, you also make me feel like the luckiest woman in the world with how cherished I feel around you, so I'll make an exception today and let you do what you want no matter how embarrassing it is for me~"

Camila said while sighing and shaking her head with a wry smile on her face, thinking about the shameful things she had to do to return the happiness she got from the person she loved, as she didn't want to be the only person that was spoiled in our relationship and also wanted to be the one providing happiness to me as well, even if it came in the form of lewd requests, that she never could've imagined herself doing a week ago which changed after she met me...