A Devil's Tease, A Morning's Care
Steam gently curled around their bodies as warm water filled the grand marble tub. The massive bath was surrounded by black stone walls and golden fixtures, the air laced with the scent of lavender and rose oil. The water shimmered, disturbed only by soft ripples as two bodies sank into it.
Rias leaned against Leon's chest, her crimson hair floating around her like a veil of silk. She let out a soft sigh, the warmth soaking into her muscles.
"Mmh… I could stay here forever," she whispered, resting her head against his shoulder.
Leon wrapped his arms around her from behind, his fingers trailing softly along her stomach. There was nothing hurried or lustful—just gentle affection. The bath was quiet, filled only with the sound of dripping water and their calm breaths.
"You need this after last night," Leon murmured, brushing a kiss on her temple.
Rias let out a faint giggle. "You mean after you almost broke me…"
He chuckled, his voice low and deep. "I told you I'd be gentle."
"You lied."
"I did."
They laughed softly, the sound echoing off the stone walls. Leon reached for a soft cloth and dipped it into the scented water. With careful hands, he washed her back, moving slow, his touch reverent. Rias closed her eyes, savoring every motion—every stroke.
She turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he continued gently tending to her, washing her shoulders, her arms, and down her thighs. He never looked away from her face.
"You're too good to me," she whispered.
Leon smiled, brushing a thumb along her cheek. "Because... simple you are my sweetheart."
When they finally rose from the bath, She nestled close, whispering, "Carry me again? My legs are still jelly."
He chuckled. "Of course, sweetheart." he wrapped her in a thick white towel, lifting her easily into his arms.
In the changing room attached in bathroom, Leon placed her down on a cushioned stool near the wardrobe.
"Wait here."
He walked to the other side of the room, where neatly folded fresh clothes awaited. As he dressed in a crisp gold- white robe, Rias smiled, watching him with admiring eyes.
"You look dangerously handsome."
Leon smirked. "And you look deliciously undone."
Rias rose, still wrapped in the towel. "Let's fix that."
She opened a small drawer, pulling out a set of delicate black undergarments and a red robe with golden accent with a plunging neckline. "Yesterday after you left for your study daddy, I went back to my room," she said casually. "Brought my clothes here. I'm not going back."
Leon stepped behind her and helped her slip into the lingerie first, his fingers working with slow precision. When he reached to clasp her bra, she shivered, leaning back into his warmth.
"Stop teasing," she whispered.
"I'm just helping," he teased back.
He helped her into her dress, smoothing the fabric along her waist, then gently zipped the back. She turned to face him, now fully dressed, cheeks flushed.
"And?" she asked, twirling slightly.
"You're breathtaking," Leon said, and meant it.
Together, they walked back toward the bed.
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In the room, Aria was busy straightening the last corner of the sheet. The strong scent of last night's passion still lingered, despite her best efforts. She held a crystal vial in one hand and sprayed a soft fragrance around the room—floral, subtle, purifying.
As the couple entered, Aria turned—and froze.
Her eyes landed first on Rias—glowing and radiant a mature charm now but her gaze drove to her walk slightly strange.
"Young Miss… are you alright?" she asked, worry creeping into her voice.
Rias pouted playfully. "Someone was very energetic last night… I told him to take it easy, but did he listen? Nooo. And now look at me, barely walking."
Aria's eyes widened. Then her gaze moved to Leon—tall, composed, but there was something… raw and masculine about him. She could feel it in her bones.
Her heart skipped. Her face flushed a brilliant shade of red. "I… I see…"
Her eyes darted to Leon—She swallowed.
The Lord is truly… energetic…
A chill ran down her spine—not from fear, but a deep shiver that traveled lower. She remembered how, yesterday in the study, she nearly fucks by him if that knock not disturb both them. If I had…, would I be walking like the Young Miss too…?
Her cheeks burned at the scandalous thought.
No! No! Stop!
Then—Leon cleared his throat gently.
Aria snapped back to reality. "Forgive me, my Lord!"
Before she could fully recover, Rias grinned mischievously. "Aria, by any chance… were you wondering how it would feel if Daddy fucked you too?"
Aria nearly dropped the spray vial.
"M-My Lady!" she gasped, trembling.
Leon coughed, flustered but trying not to laugh. "Sweetheart…"
"What?" Rias said with a wink. "I'm just saying the truth. She has feelings for you, Daddy. I know it. And you… well, you want to fuck her too, don't you?"
"Rias," Leon said, coughing again, half-laughing, half-mortified.
Aria's legs almost gave out. "L-Lord… Young Miss… the food has already here…" she said quickly, gesturing toward the golden trolley. "I… I'll be leaving now; I have some work to attend!"
She all but sprinted from the room, face flushed beyond repair.
As the door shut behind her, Rias burst into laughter and flopped into Leon's arms. "Did you see her face? Priceless!"
Leon wrapped his arms around her. "You're going to kill her from embarrassment."
She giggled. "I only helped. You didn't like it?"
Leon smiled, kissing her forehead. "I loved it."
She snuggled close. "Oh, my horny Daddy… but Don't forget—I'm your number one"
He pinched her nose gently. "Never."
Rias beamed and snuggle him little more.
They settled onto the couch beside the window, sunlight spilling over their skin as they shared breakfast. She fed him a bite of honey-drizzled toast. He returned the favour with a piece of sliced fruit.
Tender kisses were stolen between bites. Eyes met. Hands held. No words were needed.
After the meal, Rias leaned against him, drowsy.
"Come," he whispered, lifting her once again.
He laid her on the bed gently, tucking the blanket up to her chin.
"I'll let you rest."
She smiled sleepily. "Don't go too far…"
"Never."
Leon stepped to the far side of the bed, take seat on couch and then,
"System," he called softly.
A faint chime echoed in his mind as blue glyphs and data lit up in the air before him.
He hadn't checked it last night—because nothing could compare to the moment, he had with her. And this morning? Well…
He smirked.
Now, it was time to see what rewards, abilities, or… surprises awaited.
And so, the system screen flickered to life.