Taming The Villainesses

I asked what Narmi she wanted to do.

Narmi seemed to ponder for a long time, then shook her head alternately from side to side with an exaggerated feeling.

“What do you want me to do?”

Her response seemed to be more of a counter-question, perhaps giving herself a little more time to think. So, I calmly repeated my question.

“What does Narmi-nim think of me?”

I found it quite direct even as I asked the question. I didn’t think I had this kind of courage in me to ask something like this.

If it weren’t for the experiences I recently had with Elga and the “Casanova” job’s adjustments, I might have been a mess trying to get this out.

“I….”

Narmi sat on the bed, her feet nervously fidgeting. Her gaze was fixed on her toes, seemingly floating in the air with an empty feeling.

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

“That’s right. I don’t know what I want or what to do.”

Narmi was being passive. It was then that I remembered Narmi was an innocent woman with no prior male experience.

Strictly speaking, her twin sister, Mirna, had lost her innocence first. But as Narmi, she probably had no knowledge of that.

In other words, for Narmi today, all of this was her first experience. It was only natural for her to be passive and defensive.

I, too, had drunk alcohol so my mind wasn’t the clearest.

With most of the stage, actors and other requirements being met, seducing Narmi was as simple as pulling the curtains down.

Nevertheless, I wanted Narmi to express her will on her own. This way, Narmi would have no regrets.

So, I decided to wait patiently. Because during my time with her sister Mirna, I lacked composure and ended up being inconsiderate.

After all, I was also growing in my own way.

“I….”

Then Narmi slightly opened her mouth.

“I haven’t really made choices for myself.”

“Is that so?”

“I’ve just been following my sister’s words all this time. Maybe this situation is my fault. I wasn’t open with her and didn’t share my story.”

Narmi spoke in a soft, somewhat composed voice.

“Unnie probably had her reasons for doing what she did. But now, I also need to think for myself, act on my own, and take responsibility. I’ve realized this recently.”

“Responsibility?”

“That’s right. Freedom requires responsibility. There is a lot that needs to be done.”

Narmi’s crimson eyes looked at me with determination. The look in her eyes was different from the fatigue of the heavy workload of the past few days.

Narmi had grown during these few days as well.

“I’ll have to take responsibility for my choices. I’ll bear that burden. I think that’s how it’s supposed to be. Becoming an adult means taking responsibility.”

To become an adult-.

For the past few days, after serious consideration, Narmi seemed to have reached a conclusion of her own.

“In that sense, Theo, make me an adult.”

‘Make her an adult.’

It was a somewhat ambiguous expression. Nevertheless, it was a satisfying response to the clear answer I had been waiting for.

However, I hesitated to act on Narmi’s request.

This was because Narmi was a follower of the Gwangyeom Church. And for the Church’s members, engaging in intimate relations between men and women before marriage was a grave sin.

“Do we need to pray or something? An example of a couple-.”

As I tried to explain, Narmi raised her hand.

“It’s okay. I understand the church very well. I just followed my sister because she was devoted to it.”

I see. Narmi was not particularly religious compared to her sister.

Now that there was no longer anything to hold us back, I slowly reached out to Narmi. In response, she exhaled softly as though bracing herself. I could catch a hint of the scent of beer.

Seueuk.

My hand touched Narmi’s shoulder. Her slender shoulders were trembling, a clear sign of nervousness. Gently hugging those shoulders, I pulled her close and kissed her.

“Chureop, chureop.”

As if she had made up her mind, Narmi awkwardly moved her lips and tongue as a response to my kiss.

Still, she was very clumsy, so it was hindering me a bit. Without revealing my feelings, I slowly moved my hand and gently laid Narmi on the bed.

Pulseok.

Seeing her quietly trembling like a deer caught by a hunter, I suddenly remembered my first time with Mirna.

Back then, the deed happened in a not-so-magical cramped back room.

My only thought was to quickly ensnare Mirna and seal the deal.

As I said it now, it must have been really terrible from Mirna’s perspective. There was no mood, there was nothing.

In that sense, I felt that I needed to give my all to Narmi, perhaps even compensating for her sister’s share if possible.

“Well, then I’ll take off your clothes.”

“Uh, okay…”

Narmi answered with an embarrassed awkwardness.

Nevertheless, her reply carried some determination. My hands, which had been granted permission, began to work rather boldly. I unbuttoned her blouse, loosened her tie, and opened her shirt.

Seureureuk.

Upon doing so, I caught sight of her fair skin and the bra that narrowly obscured it. The black lace contrasted beautifully with her white skin.

I swiftly pulled up her underwear, revealing her soft, round ƅreasts and pert n¡pples to the world.

Chulreong.

“…….”

Narmi remained silent. She just looked at me with her face that was reddened with tension. She must be very nervous.

Though she soon pretended to be okay.

“I-is it weird…? Compared to Lady Lioness’, they’re smaller, aren’t they…”

“No, they got a lovely shape.”

I responded reassuringly and slowly brought my lips toward Narmi’s breasts. Then, I sucked on her pink, cherry blossom-like n¡pples.

Chuup.

“Euaht…!”

Narmi responded immediately and noticeably. As soon as my lips touched her skin, her nipples stiffened, and her hips jutted forward. I’d noticed this heightened sensitivity during my time with Mirna as well.

Chuup, chuuup. Haljjak.

“Aang…!”

I alternated between sucking on her n¡pples and gently flicking them with my tongue. Each time, Narmi would shudder and gasp. In the case of Mirna, she deliberately held back from making any noise.

Mirna’s stoic attitude was attractively cool, but I also found immediate responses like Narmi’s incredibly exciting, arousing my desire for more.

Hearing such, I wanted to make Narmi’s pleasured moans flow endlessly.

Edited by: faker