Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 167 Coming to grasps with my female companions? (R-18)

(POV: Akashic Records)

Lumiere walked behind Serena.

She was mad, and he didn't know how best to calm her.

"I'm sorry, Serena," he murmured, regret lingering in his voice.

Serena turned to him, her eyes searching his face. Folding her hands, she replied with a hint of resignation, "It's okay, Lord Lumiere. I don't have a problem with it. If you want to pursue something with Stellaria, it's your choice."

Lumiere heaved a sigh, feeling a pang of guilt in his chest.

"You don't understand... Stellaria caught me off guard," he confessed.

Serena rolled her eyes, looking away. "Oh, really?" she retorted, her tone carried sarcasm.

Lumiere nodded earnestly, his eyes pleading for understanding.

"Yes, she came on too strong, and I didn't know how to handle it," he explained.

Serena's lips formed a gentle pout, her cheeks puffing up in a slight pucker. "But you seemed to be enjoying it, didn't you?" she remarked, her eyes trailing to the side.

A sheepish smile danced on Lumiere's lips as he scratched the back of his head. "Well, it's not like I can just turn off my feelings like a switch," he admitted.

Serena sighed softly, her worry painted across her face.

"I'm not angry, Lumiere. I'm just scared that if you really get to know Stellaria, you might forget all about me," she confessed, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

Lumiere tried to contain his laughter, but it bubbled up unexpectedly, echoing through the air.

Serena's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she exclaimed, "W-why're you laughing?"

Lumiere's laughter subsided into a warm chuckle, his eyes filled with affection. "I love it when you express your honest feelings," he admitted with a tender voice.

Serena's face turned bright red, and she bowed her head, unable to meet his gaze. "W-whatever.."

Lumiere's hand gently cupped Serena's head with a warm and comforting touch. He was captivated by her vulnerability, her flushed cheeks and downcast gaze. "Serena," he spoke softly, his voice tender, "I love this side of you. It's beautiful and genuine. I'd be happy if you showed me more of it."

Serena's eyes met his, a mix of surprise and hope gleaming within them.

It was then she recalled how Stellaria would casually call him "Lumiere." Not once had she addressed Lumiere with an honorific, and in a sense Serena saw that as something she shouldn't do.

However, having grasped the relationship she and Lumiere should share, she came to understand that her calling him just "Lumiere", wasn't disrespectful.

It was a sign of equality.

And if you weren't on equal footing with your partner, then what love did you have?

"Uhhh.. Lu... Lord Lu..." Serena's cheeks heated by the second.

Lumiere raised an eyebrow. "Serena? Are you okay?"

"C-can I... ask you something," she said.

It surprised Lumiere. Serena was never the type to get so overly flustered, if anything she was mostly composed.

"( This is a new side to her I've never seen... is she okay? )" (Lumiere)

"Come on, you know you can ask me anything... Serena." He smiled.

"Really?"

"Well, of course, you're my fiancé after all..."

"Can I.. call you just... Lumiere?" she asked, her voice akin to a whisper.

Lumiere's eyes widened in genuine surprise, momentarily catching him off guard. Even hearing her simply utter his name with no honorifics attached was appealing on a whole other level.

"( Why does it sound so sexy when she says it? Gosh, I've been spending too much time with Isadora... )" (Lumiere)

Seeing his uncomfortable silence settle in, Serena turned to the side.

"Nevermind," she said.

Her long silvery hair blocked the sliver of shame lingering in her flushed yet graceful countenance.

"Of course," Lumiere finally replied, a gentle yet resolute voice. "I'd be happy if you called me that, or anything else you choose. As long as it comes from your heart."

Serena's face lit up with a radiant smile, she turned to him with eyes that sparkled of renewed happiness.

In that moment, she realized the depth of her feelings for Lumiere, understanding that he was her perfect match, the one who held her heart and brought her joy like no one else.

Serena placed her hands upon her chest and closed her eyes.

"( Thank you father... )" (Serena)

She silently thanked All-Father for arranging their marriage, knowing now that it was a blessing in disguise.

Her smile persisted, brightening the air around them as Lumiere commented, "Look who's smiling again."

A hint of mischievousness flashed in Serena's eyes, and she folded her arms, playfully pushing her breasts up just a bit before replying, "I'm still mad though."

"Eh... I'll make it up to you," Lumiere sighed.

"I hope you do... Lumiere." A saucy smile graced Serena's face shortly after.

Isadora stealthily crept up behind Lumiere. With a sly grin, she pounced on him, wrapping her arms tightly around his slender frame. Her meaty breasts pressed against the back of his head.

"Oh Master~~!"

With great enthusiasm, Isadora's delicate hand ventured down into his spacious shorts, her fingers tenderly caressing the sparse hair surrounding his cock. Finally, her touch connected with his partially erect, fleshy cock.

Normally, the Lumiere of before would get flustered by Isadora's actions but he had progressively grown accustomed to her "affectionate gestures".

It was preferable to accept them with open arms.

Isadora doing this, vividly reminded him of the one night she told him that she'd let him do the weirdest things to her. Of course, Lumiere had never actually done them, but apparently, Isadora had a list.

Number 1 on this list was receiving a golden shower from him.

Whatever that meant...

"Isadora?" Lumiere maintained his composure. "What's going on?"

A mischievous sparkle danced in Isadora's eyes.

She leaned in closer, her voice carrying playful seduction.

"Well, Master, I think it's about time you made it up to me as well."

Lumiere rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his mind racing to recall any offense he might have committed.

"If I recall correctly, I haven't done anything to offend you, have I?"

A hint of disappointment flickered across Isadora's face, only to be replaced by a gentle smile.

"No, not really. It's just… it's a bit unfair that I can't address you as Lumiere."

Lumiere's eyes widened in surprise.

"You want to call me Lumiere? But I thought-"

Interrupting him with a wink, Isadora said, "Oh, I know you don't mind Serena calling you by your name. But Lumiere, my dear, I think it sounds much sexier when I say it."

"Is that so?" Lumiere smiled.

"Of course," Isadora's eye took a droopy form. "Don't you think so? Serena?"

Serena nodded with a smile. "I honestly agree. Isadora's voice is way sexier than mine."

"You both make the same sounds when you're getting rammed though," Lumiere replied.

This shocked both Serena and Isadora, they both went silent.

"I-it was a joke..." Lumiere felt uncomfortable by the silence.

The two ladies were still silent.

And just then, both Serena and Isadora laughed.

"I was surprised you'd make such a joke, Lord Lu- Lumiere." Serena knew it'd take some time to get used to calling him that. However, she was prepared to get accustomed to it.

"Anyway," Isadora's breasts pushed against Lumiere's back more. "Back to what we were saying."

Gradually, Isadora's grip on his firm shaft tightened, undoubtedly reigniting Lumiere's arousal. The remnants of his earlier excitement with Stellaria lingered in the form of precum, adding a delightful stickiness to Isadora's seductive caresses.

"Isadora… you can call me whatever you like. It doesn't matter what it is, you mean more to me than a silly title," he confessed.

Isadora's lips curved into a smile.

"Master," she murmured, the word slipping seductively off her tongue. "That's how I prefer to address you. It ignites a fire within me."

Lumiere laughed a bit. "Almost any-" he hooked a bit, his words slipping out as a short-lived moan.

Isadora's hand game was getting good. Stellaria likely had better hand game than Isadora, but when it came to sucking a cock, it was like Isadora had three tongues.

"What I meant to say," Lumiere cleared his throat. "Is that, almost anything I do ignites a fire within you."

Serena nodded to that. "It happens to me too my lord, but on a more... moderate scale."

"I guess so," Lumiere sighed.

"I simply just want you to pour some of your hot stuff inside me tonight Master," Isadora's hand gently slipped out of his pants. "I've had an outstanding number of underwear change thinking of our next nightly activities." Gently, Isadora licked off the sticky and almost dried spots of precum from her palm. Her warm tongue caressed the surface slowly and purposefully.

"It's true, Lord Lumiere. So much has happened, and we've been so caught up in chaos that we haven't had the chance to indulge in bed with you." Serena smiled.

"Uh, you said Lord again..."

"Ha," tilting her neck, Serena exuded a smile with eyes closed. "I guess I'm still getting accustomed to it."

"It's fine... you'll get used to it at some point..."

"Mhmm."

Isadora then spoke up, "Like Serena said, we haven't had fun in a while."

A growing wetness began to manifest, as her intimate pussy pulsated with anticipation, resembling the tremors of a powerful earthquake.

"And I'm guessing you guys want it both at the same time.."

Enthusiastically, the two nodded.