Liar and Liar - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75

What? The nape? Lick?

Put together, it formed an absurd sentence.

Lick the nape?

She hadn’t even answered, but an unfamiliar sensation settled on her nape. Danielle trembled as if electrocuted and hung her head low.

“It’s true that dreams come true. In Middle School, I only imagined it—I never thought the day would come when I could actually lick it.”

She could vividly feel his lips drawing closer as his breath approached.

It was too hot.

“Hng!”

“You still don’t get it. You still don’t know my feelings? What are you doubting? Will you let me have everything from here to your toes? That’s actually what I’ve been hoping for.”

The voice coming from behind her was sultry. Hot lips touched her nape. Danielle felt like she would collapse completely from just that.

“Always hidden by your hair, so it’s surprisingly white and dizzyingly delicate. This line.”

The lips that had been targeting the back of her neck moved slightly to press against her neckline. Then a wet sensation slid down along her neck.

“Kyah!”

She tried to say “don’t lick,” but Frederick had already moved on to the next thing.

Hard teeth gently bit the most tender flesh of her neck as if targeting a blood vessel.

“F-Frederick!”

“I want you.”

He easily dismissed the commotion. With a voice heavy and settled.

“I want you so much. I want to have all of you, to devour you. How can you still not know that, darling.”

If he left marks on her neck like this, would he be a good boyfriend or a bad boyfriend? Since he couldn’t know the answer, Frederick sucked lightly on Danielle’s neckline with minimal force, as if stealing a drop of water.

“Wait, just… just wait…”

A sensation she’d never felt in her life drove Danielle to the edge of a cliff. She couldn’t bring herself to speak. She felt like strange sounds would burst out.

Unable to tell him to stop or to scream, Danielle trembled finely.

The lips that had been indulging in her neck finally bit her shoulder, then moved down along her spine. Just the lips touching and pulling away, yet Danielle’s upper body collapsed forward helplessly.

He kissed recklessly without touching carelessly. The thin dress absorbed the sensations without filter and spread them across her skin. Every area the kisses passed felt numb and tingling. As if paralyzed. Now Frederick’s lips were touching Danielle’s side.

“Do you want me too? Hm? Answer me.”

Don’t whisper against my pelvis…! Danielle struggled to swallow the moaning sound rising in her throat.

“My darling has pretty eyes, pretty lips, a pretty neck—everything’s pretty. How can there not be a single part that isn’t beautiful. I want to kiss you all day long.”

Perhaps because her bewilderment had exceeded its threshold, her headache seemed to fade instead. Her mind also snapped to attention.

His lips finally moved past her pelvis and down her thighs. Leisurely yet thoroughly, he left his marks on Danielle’s legs. Soon one of Danielle’s legs was lifted into the air, supported by Frederick’s hand. Frederick was kneeling on both knees on the bathroom floor.

“Right, we agreed to stop talking.”

Her thighs were still covered by the dress, but from around her knees down was bare skin. And when she realized this fact, his lips had already touched her white knee.

A thick, hard thumb brushed along her calf. It was better than when he endlessly kissed her back, but her whole body had already become sensitive to the extreme, so she could feel the lips on her bare skin too vividly. Danielle covered her mouth with one hand.

She wanted to run away. She wanted to dash outside right now, to somewhere Frederick Bastia wasn’t, somewhere he could never find her, and disappear forever.

Did he know that? Frederick’s lips left an especially deep kiss on Danielle’s shin. Wherever the kisses touched, her strength drained away. She felt like she’d collapse as soon as she tried to stand.

‘I hate this…’

I don’t want to be devoured. Frederick Bastia wanted too much under the pretense of dating. She thought she’d given all she could give, thought she’d given everything up to her limit, but he casually demanded what came next.

What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to live?

“Hng, ugh.”

Frederick’s hand gently wrapped around her foot again. One finger slipped between her toes. His tongue licked the top of her foot lengthily. Danielle’s head fell back. Her thighs trembled, and her lips repeatedly opened and closed.

With the mental strength she barely gathered, Danielle struggled to speak toward Frederick kneeling before her.

“I won’t… I won’t get engaged to you.”

“…”

The lips that had been buried in the arch of her foot briefly pulled away. A plain answer, completely different from the dense temperature of his lips, touched the top of her foot.

“Okay.”

Unlike him who acted as if he’d heard “I won’t eat dinner,” Danielle felt like she’d been rejected rather than having done the rejecting. Danielle desperately repeated to herself.

I won’t get engaged to you. For my own sake, someday I’ll meet someone ordinary and good. And I’ll marry someone like that.

I won’t live as your toy for life. I’ve lived hard enough. I have the right to receive at least one person’s worth of love.

So don’t make me into a foolish clown who flies toward the sun only to crash into the Ocean and die, when you can’t even say you like me.

Don’t tell me to become a moth that burns to death in flames…

However, Frederick’s movements were too gentle and delicate to be treating a toy. Actions he would never do to a toy continued. A toy that rebelled against him—he could just kick it away.

His crimson tongue wrapped around Danielle’s pinky toe. With the shock of being hit hard on the head, Danielle’s mouth fell open. Ahhhhh.

“What, what are you—”

“It’s okay if we don’t get engaged. Let’s do this and that a lot while we’re dating. No, let me do it.”

Frederick’s voice was like calm water flowing on the surface. But his actions seemed stagnant and rotten to the core. Who on earth would someone else’s foot…

She’d endured the ball of her foot, the top, and the arch. That should be enough.

“Fred-rick!”

She meant to scold him, but when it came out, it sounded like pleading. Her toe, turned into fruit, was tightly wrapped in something soft. Her head spun.

‘Damn bastard.’

Bad XX.

You’re doing this because you know I can’t kick you, right?

…It was true. Danielle couldn’t resist. The strange sensation his tongue created was bizarre and addictive. Because it was something a crazy person would do, the sensation was also crazily stimulating.

“You’re mine, right? Only I can do things like this to you, right?”

Danielle was covering her face with both hands. Electric current rising from her toes seemed to travel through her legs and condense in various organs. I’m not going to explode from this, am I?

As Frederick grabbed her other foot, Danielle’s left foot dropped down. With her knee bent and her foot extending outside the bathtub, something hot and hard pressed against the arch of her foot. It was like a living pipe.

…A pipe?

No, that’s a thigh. The moment startled Danielle lowered the hands covering her face, she made eye contact with Frederick.

His gray eyes seemed flustered. Very much so.

The lips that had been savoring her toes finally withdrew, and Frederick released her other foot too. A meaningful silence followed. Danielle was still confused by the sensation she felt in her foot.

‘…Why is his leg so bumpy?’

With purely scientific curiosity, Danielle pressed her foot down, trying to identify what was touching her sole.

“…Darling.”

His voice gently dissuaded her. He didn’t say not to do it, but Danielle’s foot stopped moving.

“Would you mind stepping out for a moment?”

Frederick was smiling softly. It felt like an opportunity that wouldn’t come twice.

Danielle had the intuition that if she didn’t escape with this opportunity, something incomparable to tormenting her toes would happen. Purely intuition and instinct.

“Or would you rather stay?”

Do you want to see with your own eyes what you just stepped on?

His gray eyes urged her.

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