Saga of The Night God

Chapter 149 Baba Yaga 2 (R-18)

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"Okay, but before that, let me taste you," Esmeralda said, her voice dripping with desire. She leaned down and pressed her lips against Erwin's cheeks, leaving a lingering kiss before trailing her tongue across his skin.

"Heheh, what are you doing, aunty? It tickles!" Erwin exclaimed, unable to contain his giggles. However, Esmeralda's intentions were far from innocent as she continued to explore his cheeks with her mouth, eventually playfully biting down on them.

'what the fuck is this creepy lady?' Erwin's laughter subsided into a mix of surprise and pain, unsure of how to react to the unexpected situation.

The pain radiating from his cheeks caused him to react instinctively. "Aunty, stop! It hurts!" he said, pushing Esmeralda away from him.

"What the heck, aunty?!" he exclaimed, his face scrunching up in confusion and discomfort. "That's not how you give cheek kisses!"

Esmeralda licked her lips, savoring the taste of anticipation in the air. With a playful glint in her eyes, she retorted, "Kissing? Oh, no, my love. I wasn't kissing you. I was just... tasting you."

"I hope I didn't disappoint your taste buds," he quipped, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips as he wiped off her saliva from his 

"No, you didn't, but you certainly whetted their appetite," she replied, her eyes fixated on Erwin with a hunger that sent shivers down his spine. However, he quickly regained his composure and intervened, "Hey, aunty, we can satisfy your cravings after we take your measurements."

Esmeralda's hunger-filled gaze shifted into a mischievous smile as she playfully responded, "Well, I suppose we can do that before I make you my dinner."

Erwin couldn't help but tremble at her words, realizing that her intentions might be more literal than he initially thought. Erwin's initial assumption was that Esmeralda was speaking metaphorically, using the idea of tasting as a playful innuendo. However, as he caught a glimpse of the hunger in her eyes, a new possibility crept into his mind. Could it be that she actually intended to devour him, not in a metaphorical sense, but quite literally?

But as Erwin's eyes landed on Esmeralda's soft, exposed skin, a wave of distraction washed over him, momentarily pushing the disturbing thoughts to the back of his mind. He couldn't help but appreciate the beauty before him, marveling at the intricate details of her rosy skin.

Erwin couldn't help but be captivated by the mesmerizing sight of Esmeralda's exposed shoulder. The flawless beauty of her skin stirred a whirlwind of thoughts in his mind. 'How can her skin be so incredibly beautiful? It's as if time itself has graced her with eternal youth,' he pondered, his thoughts filled with a mix of awe and curiosity.

In this world, where appearances could deceive and age could be but a mere illusion, there was something undeniably intriguing about Esmeralda. Her skin, soft and supple like that of a newborn, seemed to contradict her mature countenance. Despite the slight wrinkles near her eyes and the smile lines etched on her cheeks, she exuded a sensuality that defied conventional notions of aging.

Erwin's gaze fixated on Esmeralda's exposed shoulder, his mind racing with bewildering thoughts. "How can your skin be so beautiful? It's like you've defied the natural aging process," he blurted out, unable to contain his curiosity.

Esmeralda turned to him, a knowing smile dancing on her lips. "Ah, my dear Erwin," she purred, her voice dripping with mystery. "In this world of magic and secrets, appearances can be deceiving. Age is but a veil that I choose to wear lightly."

Erwin's eyes widened in disbelief. "So, you're telling me that you're... different? That there's more to your story?"

Esmeralda's eyes gleamed with a mixture of amusement and intrigue. "Indeed, young one. There are secrets within me that even time cannot unravel. But perhaps, if you're brave enough, you might just uncover them."

Erwin's mind couldn't help but echo with a mischievous thought, 'I certainly would like to.' However, he kept his desire concealed, watching intently as Esmeralda slowly slid her dress down, revealing her enchanting figure. As she paused, leaving her breasts only partially exposed, Erwin's anticipation grew.

With a gentle yet assertive tone, Erwin spoke up, breaking the silence. "Aunty, for the task at hand, I kindly request that you fully undress, including your breasts."

Esmeralda turned to face him, a coy smile playing on her lips. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she replied, "I'm well aware of what's required. But I don't want to undress myself. Can you do it for me?" Esmeralda's voice carried a hint of playfulness as she turned her back towards Erwin, exposing the intricate knot of her dress's back drawstrings.

Erwin blinked in surprise, his cheeks flushing slightly at the unexpected request. He hesitated for a moment, caught between uncertainty and curiosity. Finally, he mustered up the courage and replied, "Um, sure, Aunty Esmeralda. I can help you with that."

Carefully, Erwin stepped closer, his fingers trembling slightly as he reached for the delicate strings. With a gentle touch, he began to loosen the intricate knot, feeling the fabric give way under his fingertips. Each movement was deliberate, as he untangled the lacing that held her dress together.

As the last knot was undone, Esmeralda's dress parted, revealing the smooth expanse of her bare back. Erwin's breath hitched at the sight, his hands momentarily frozen in awe. He quickly regained his composure, sliding the dress down her shoulders and guiding it to the floor.

But it didn't happen that way. Instead, Esmeralda turned around, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she observed Erwin's reaction. She kept one hand clutching the dress against her body, ensuring her breasts remained covered.

Erwin's gaze met Esmeralda's mischievous eyes, his own widened with surprise. He had expected her to fully undress, but her deliberate action to maintain modesty caught him off guard. His mind raced to comprehend the situation and find the right words.

"Um... Aunty Esmeralda," Erwin stammered, his cheeks reddening. "I thought... you wanted me to help you undress completely."

Esmeralda couldn't help but giggle, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You pervert child, you can drop the act. I know exactly why you want to undress me."

Erwin's heart skipped a beat as he heard her words. With a slightly nervous smile, he tried to play it cool. "Aunty, I really don't know what you're talking about. I assure you, it's all about the measurements for the garment."

Esmeralda raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Don't be coy, my dear. I noticed your little friend down can't help but show its desire, unlike your words."

Erwin's face turned beet red as he followed her gaze and saw the tent in his pants. He let out an exasperated sigh and muttered under his breath, 'This thing is going to get me into trouble one day.'

Erwin's cheeks flushed, and he stammered, trying to find the right words. "Well, um, it's not intentional, Aunty Esmeralda. You're just... um... very attractive, and sometimes my thoughts... you know... wander unintentionally."

Esmeralda couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing Erwin's comment. Her laughter filled the room, a mix of genuine amusement and playful teasing. "Hehehe, I didn't expect to find a little pervert boy here. I thought I would be satisfied with some ordinary food, but now I've stumbled upon this delicious treat."

Erwin's confusion was evident as he looked at Esmeralda, trying to make sense of her sudden outburst. "Aunty, what do you mean?" he asked, his brows furrowing in bewilderment.

Upon hearing Erwin's voice, she abruptly ceased her laughter, yet a mischievous grin still adorned her face. Leaning forward, she provocatively shed her dress, baring her soft, milky-white bosom, adorned with rosy, cherubic nipples. Erwin, however, remained uninterested in this display and instead locked his gaze into Esmeralda's eyes. They had transformed, their once bright color now engulfed by black sclera, deep brown irises streaked with inky tendrils that resembled subtle greyish lines. Through those captivating eyes, she whispered, "Fear not, my dear, for I shall grant you the pleasure you crave before indulging in my desires."

Erwin's eyes widened in both confusion and apprehension as he observed Esmeralda's bizarre appearance. Fear gripped him as she seized him by the shoulder and extended her tongue, which inexplicably seemed to have elongated twofold.

Attempting to maintain a semblance of composure, Erwin forced a smile, although his unease was palpable. Her repulsive tongue slithered slowly across his cheeks, leaving an uncomfortable sensation in its wake. He mustered up the courage to speak, his voice strained. "Perhaps we could postpone this encounter, Auntie. I find myself not quite in the mood at the moment."

Esmeralda's voice dripped with a mixture of seduction and taunting. "Why the hesitation? Don't you enjoy feasting your eyes on my breasts? You seemed quite eager to expose them earlier," she provocatively declared, thrusting her chest forward.

Erwin's gaze lingered on her exposed bosom, his expression filled with both intrigue and trepidation. The soft pinkish hue of her skin began to morph, gradually shifting into an unsettling shade of grayish darkness. 'I think... I've stumbled upon a whole new genre of horror movies. 'Fifty Shades of Gray Skin,' perhaps.' Erwin thought as he mustered a strained smile again and suggested, "Aunty, how about you revert to your original self and we can continue this... er... encounter in a more conventional manner?"

"Why don't you appreciate this form? Isn't it beautiful? Isn't my skin more captivating?" As she spoke, her smile widened unnaturally, stretching to the point where her lips reached her ears, revealing sharp needle-like teeth that protruded from her mouth.

Erwin, caught off guard by the unsettling transformation, tried to gather his thoughts. He stammered, "Well, aunty, your unique beauty is certainly... striking. But, um, I have a fondness for more... uh, conventional smiles. The kind that allows for eating solid foods without any unexpected puncturing incidents."

Without wasting a moment, Esmeralda seized Erwin and effortlessly threw him onto the bed. Before he could comprehend what was happening, she swiftly climbed on top of him, her intentions abundantly clear.

A mischievous grin spread across Esmeralda's face as she whispered, "Who cares about anything else? Let's have dinner and sex together tonight." Her voice dripped with desire, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Drawing closer, Esmeralda's unsettling smile widened, exposing her needle-like teeth as her saliva dripped onto Erwin's face. Her words sent a shiver down his spine as he felt the intensity of the situation escalate.

"Don't worry," she whispered, her voice dripping with a mix of seduction and menace, "I'll will only start eating when you've had reached the peak of ecstasy." Erwin's desperation grew, his mind filled with pleas for someone to rescue him from this witch's clutches.

In the depths of his thoughts, he silently pleaded, 'Please, someone, save me from this witch.'