The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

Chapter 45: How About A Tickle?

"Feeling bad for the poor, crooked girl, huh?"

She asked him, her eyes flashing with the fierceness of a wounded lioness, as if daring him to deny it.

"Not really. You said I caused you pain, right? Just wanted to even that."

"Whoa, really? A molester with morals? You want me to believe that shit? Just admit it. Just say you felt bad because I'm useless."

Esmeralda shot back, her tone laced with bitterness and self-loathing.

'Wow. This girl really hates herself.'

Kaisen thought, a pang of sympathy tugging at his heart despite the circumstances.

He recognized the type of self-hatred Esmeralda harbored, the kind that stemmed from being born a certain way.

It wasn't as if she had any control over her condition, but for some reason, she believed she deserved it, as if it were some sort of punishment.

And it didn't stop there.

He understood the frustration of watching others interact effortlessly, their social lives seeming so easy compared to one's own struggles.

People looked at you with pity rather than seeing you for the person you were, and it only added to the burden of self-loathing.

"I don't know what you're talking about, princess. I see a leg, it looks good, I want to touch it. That's all."

"Shut up, pervert. I can feel you pitying me. My crooked leg. Hahaha!"

She laughed bitterly, the sound cutting through the air like a knife and then added:

"A pervert who was just grabbing my ass moments ago suddenly turns into a massager out of what? Respect? You want me to believe that?"

"Whoa? So you want me to touch you more. Is that it? Fine. Let's have it your way."

In one swift motion, he grabbed both of her legs and parted them, revealing her puffy pink pussy to his gaze.

"Wa-wait! That isn't what I meant, you pervert. Let go of my legs!"

She stammered, her anger evaporating in an instant, replaced by embarrassment.

Nobody had ever touched her like this before.

Part of her believed it was because of her status as the princess, but another part feared it was because of her crooked legs.

"Why should I? You clearly want me to touch you, right? Fine. I'll touch you. Touch you right on your pussy. That's what you want, right, princess?"

Kaisen taunted, a smirk playing on his lips.

"No! N-no. I was merely stating a fact."

She protested, swatting his hands away and instinctively tightening her legs closer together.

Her face burned with embarrassment, flushed with crimson.

"I'm completely beaten up right now. Any amount of force is deadly to me, and that, princess, is the only reason I'm not pinning you down and fucking you right now."

He said bluntly.

Esmeralda gulped nervously, feeling a knot tighten in her stomach at his shameless words.

"S-such crude words. You really are a pervert, aren't you? I've seen you touching that lady's..."

She suddenly stopped, her voice trailing off as she averted her gaze, unable to finish her sentence.

"Touching what lady, princess?"

His eyes glinting mischievously.

"So you spied on me grabbing Alice's ass earlier, haven't you? Did you like it?"

Esmeralda shifted uncomfortably, avoiding his gaze.

Kaisen couldn't help but feel impressed that she managed to spy on them without getting caught, especially with her crooked leg.

"Answer me, princess. Did you like watching me grab Alice's ass cheeks? Hmm?"

He leaned closer, his hands creeping up on her thighs, a smirk playing on his lips.

"You know, the way my hand just sank into the soft, fluffy skin of her ass. The way she looks at me with pure lust. You should've seen her last night, when she was practically crying with pleasure as I pounded her bubbly ass with my cock."

Esmeralda's face burned crimson as she struggled to block out the images his words conjured.

But try as she might, she couldn't.

She had witnessed what s-sex was like when she spied on her mother and father, and she knew her mother is a nymphomaniac.

Yet, hearing it described in such detail was a whole different story.

"N-no! Get your hand away."

Esmeralda protested, swatting his hands away as if to physically push away the vivid descriptions.

But Kaisen remained unfazed.

"The way I stuffed her sweet little mouth with my hard, throbbing cock. Ah, who am I kidding, right? You must've loved seeing me grabbing her soft ass."

"You think I want to see someone grabbing someone's ass? Hmfff...what do you think I am?"

Esmeralda huffed indignantly, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment.

"I don't know. A fellow pervert, maybe?"

Kaisen retorted with a smirk, his eyes gleaming mischievously.

Then, without warning, the tickling began.

Kaisen's fingers danced over her waist, eliciting squeals of laughter from Esmeralda as she squirmed and tried to wriggle away from his teasing touch.

"Hahaha! Wait! Wait! Stop it. Stop it. Pfff...hahaha."

Esmeralda giggled, unable to contain her laughter as Kaisen's fingers tickled her waist without mercy.

"Admit it, princess. Admit you liked watching me grabbing Alice's ass cheeks."

Kaisen teased, his hands dancing over her waist.

"Haha..ha...hahahaa...F-fine! No! I don't like it at all...haha..."

Esmeralda managed to say amidst her laughter, her cheeks flushed and her breath coming in short bursts as she squirmed under Kaisen's touch.

She flopped back on the bed, squirming as his fingers danced over her body with a touch that felt a bit too eager.

Climbing on top of her, he kept up the tickling, making her laugh and squirm even more.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to push him away, but he was relentless.

With each tickle, she felt more and more helpless.

Amidst the chaos, the towel slipped off, but she was too caught up in trying to escape his grasp to notice.

On the other hand, Kaisen's eyes widened at the sight.

She might not be as well-endowed as Alice, but damn!

Her breasts were so perfect and round, drawing his gaze like magnets.

He quickly withdrew his hands from beneath the towel and began tickling her naked body.

"Hahaha...haa...pl-please stop. I-hahaha..."

Esmeralda pleaded between fits of laughter.

Ignoring her pleas, he then suddenly grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, using his free hand to tickle her armpits.