Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!

Cassius expected a detailed story, some formative moment from her childhood, a slow unraveling of desire, or a tale of secret glances that shaped her kink.

But to his surprise, Julie's fingers twitched nervously, her body shuddering as she met his gaze with a stern, almost defiant look.

"Even if you ask me that, Cassius." She said, her voice steady but laced with vulnerability. "I don't have an answer. I don't know how I got this...this weird fetish. I've got no clue how it developed."

She paused, her eyes softening as she snuggled closer to him, her naked body pressing against his chest like he was her anchor in a storm of embarrassment.

She then took a deep breath, her voice dropping to a shy whisper.

"But what I know is...ever since I met you, I keep ending up in these situations, watching you fool around with other women, seeing you touch them, fuck them, while I'm just...there."

"And every time, my body gets all hot, all stuffy, like I'm burning up inside...I tried to look away, Cassius, I swear I did...But my eyes always go back to you, to the way you move, the sounds you make."

"Even after it's over, I can't get those images out of my head. I replay them over and over, and every time, I feel this...tingly warmth spreading through me."

Her cheeks flushed, her voice barely audible as she confessed.

"A-And at night, when I'm alone, I...I touch myself, thinking about those scenes. I rub my pussy, push my fingers inside, imagining you with them, and it makes me cum harder than anything else."

Cassius's eyes widened, his cock twitching against her thigh as her words sank in, his surprise mingling with a growing arousal.

"Fuck, Julie." He said, his voice low and husky. "You're telling me you've been getting off to me this whole time, replaying me fucking other women in your head?"

Julie nodded, her face buried against his chest, her voice muffled but earnest as she said,

"I thought it was just because I was inexperienced, you know? Like, maybe I was just curious, feeling things I didn't understand. I pushed it aside, told myself it wasn't a big deal. But last night…"

She hesitated, her breath hitching as she recalled the scene.

"Seeing you make love to Aisha and Skadi right in front of me, their pussies dripping with your cum, their screams filling the room...I was supposed to be upset, angry that I wasn't part of it. But instead, I felt this...overwhelming pleasure."

"My body was on fire, Cassius. I just wanted to crawl into the corner, sit there, and rub my pussy while I watched you ruin them. My hand just...went there under the sheets, like I couldn't stop it. It was the most intense pleasure I've ever felt, like something inside me unlocked."

Her confession hung in the air, raw and unguarded, and Cassius listened, his gaze softening as he processed her words. But before he could respond, a spark of anger flashed across Julie's face.

She suddenly pushed against his chest, her finger jabbing into him as her voice rose, sharp with accusation.

"And it's all your fault, Cassius! Now that I think about it, this is on you! You're the one who put me in these situations, making me watch you with other women, turning me into this...this pervert!"

Cassius blinked, caught off guard, a chuckle escaping him as he raised an eyebrow. "What the hell, Julie? My fault? I didn't order you to develop some freaky kink!"

"It's not like you told me to feel this way, but..." She shook her head, her eyes blazing with conviction. "...it was you who made me watch, Cassius! All those times in other worlds, seeing you with other women, doing dirty things with them while I stood there, helpless, watching, it indoctrinated me!"

"Those scenes burned into my brain, and I kept replaying them, getting hotter every time. If I'd never seen you like that, I'd be normal, not some...some weirdo who gets off on being ignored while you fuck my sisters!"

Cassius opened his mouth to argue, but before he could, Julie's expression shifted again, her eyes widening as if a revelation had struck her like lightning.

She stared at him, her breath catching, her voice trembling with realization as she said,

"And...And that's probably why I've been pushing you away." She said, her words tumbling out in a rush. "It's so obvious I like you, Cassius...I love you. I want to spend my life with you, be with you forever."

Her cheeks flushed, her confession raw and unguarded, making his heart skip as he smiled.

"But every time you got close, every time you gave me a chance, I'd push you away, act like I didn't care....I myself didn't understand why. I'd ask myself over and over why I was being so dishonest, why I kept rejecting you when I wanted you so bad...But now I get it."

Her eyes shone with clarity, a bright, determined light.

"It's because of this fetish. I mean, if we got together, it'd be amazing, sure. I'd join in, be part of the family, doing naughty things with you alongside Aisha and Skadi. But deep down, I want...I want to be left out."

"I want to watch you with them, neglected, ignored, while my sisters have you. It's messed up, but it's what makes me feel alive—what makes my secret garden throb."

Cassius's brows raised slightly, his smile widening as he processed her words, a blend of amusement and arousal flickering in his eyes.

"So, you're saying the best outcome for you is, your ideal relationship is...being a cuckold who's left out?" He asked, his voice teasing but gentle, testing the waters.

Julie flinched at the word, her face burning, but she nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes." She admitted, her embarrassment raw but honest. "As humiliating as it sounds, I...I prefer it. I'd rather be the one watching from the side, getting off on you making love to other women, than be your lover and miss out on that thrill."

Cassius's expression softened, a look of understanding settling over him, though he shook his head with a chuckle and asked the question on his mind,

"So, what it, Julie? You don't want any affection from me? You want me to just push you aside, treat you like you don't exist when we're with others?"

His tone was curious, probing, but there was a hint of concern beneath it. But Julie shook her head frantically, her arms wrapping tightly around him, as she clung to him.

"No, not at all! You're misunderstanding what I'm saying!"

She said, her voice earnest, almost desperate and then went on to say,

"I want your affection, your love, Cassius. In moments like this, when it's just us, I want you to hold me, pamper me, make me feel like I'm yours. Being close to you like this, feeling your warmth, it's the best feeling in the world."

Her voice softened, her cheeks flushing as she admitted.

"But when others are around, I...I want to be ignored. I want to watch you fuck them—love them, while I'm just a spectator, touching myself, getting off on being left out. That's the truth of it."

Cassius's smile widened, his hands sliding to her juicy ass, giving it a gentle squeeze as he pulled her closer.

"Fuck, Julie, you're something else." He said, his voice thick with affection and a hint of awe. "I never would've guessed you had this in you—but damn, I love it. You want to be my neglected little voyeur when the others are around, but my cherished girl when it's just us?...I can work with that."

He leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a soft, lingering kiss, sealing their understanding.

"We'll figure this out, you and me, you hear me. You get your corner, your pussy-soaked sheets, and I get to keep you close when it's just us...Deal?"

Julie's eyes glistened, a radiant smile breaking across her face as relief and joy flooded her.

"Deal."

She whispered, before she went on to say.

"T-Thank you, Cassius." She whispered, her voice trembling with gratitude. "I...I thought you'd think I was crazy. But you just...get it."

"Well, of course I'd get it." He said, tone almost matter-of-fact, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "And even if I didn't, I'd force myself to. Because there's no fucking way I'd let a girl like you slip through my fingers just because I couldn't wrap my head around one of her kinks."

Before Julie could reply, his hand was already sliding up her chest, palm filling with the weight of her breast. His thumb and forefinger pinched her nipple sharply, tugging it while the rest of his hand kneaded her soft flesh.

"Cassius!" She gasped, her voice somewhere between protest and laughter, her cheeks hot.

But he only smirked, tugging harder, rolling her nipple until she whined as he said,

"I mean, come on." He teased, voice low. "Just look at this body of yours. All of you, perfectly plump, soft in all the right places...And this ass of yours?"

His free hand slipped down to grope her butt, fingers digging into her meaty curves.

"Firm and fat enough to make any man lose his mind. Of course, I can't forget about these nipples, fuck, Julie—you've been pulling on them yourself all night, haven't you? Twisting them while you fingered yourself like a desperate slut."

He gave another sharp tug that made her yelp.

"There's no universe where I'd give all this up just because you like to watch in a corner."

"You're so naughty, Cassius." Julie giggled to his absurdity. "So naughty that you'd accept anything, just because you crave my body."

And in response leaned in close, so close his breath tickled her lips, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

"Who's the naughty one here, Julie? Me, the man who'll accept your kinks no matter how strange? Or you, the Captain who hides a filthy little secret so wild it would send most men running?"

Her smile softened, and she shook her head.

"There's no bigger or smaller." She said quietly. "We're both just as naughty as one another. And...perfect for each other, if I had to say."

That was all it took.

Both leaned forward, mouths meeting in a kiss that was nothing like the shy ones before

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"

Unlike her earlier shy, hesitant kisses, Julie was bold now, fervent, her hands sliding to the back of his head, pulling him closer as her tongue danced with his, hungry and unapologetic.

"Smooch!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Sip!♡~"

Cassius responded with equal fervor, his arms wrapping around her, their bodies pressed tight as they lost themselves in the moment, the room fading around them.

They finally pulled back, panting, their foreheads resting together, both of them flushed and breathless. Cassius's smile softened, his voice taking on a teasing but earnest edge as he said,

"You know, Julie, we've talked about a lot tonight, kissed, fucked around, spilled all our secrets. And you've made it pretty damn clear you're into me, even without saying it outright in your own way."

"...But I still haven't heard you say it properly."

He tilted his head, his eyes searching hers.

"Meanwhile, I've told you a hundred times how much I love you, how you drive me wild. So, don't you think it's about time I hear a proper confession."

Julie's cheeks flushed, a flicker of embarrassment crossing her face, but a bold, determined smile quickly replaced it.

"Why not?" She said, her voice steady despite the nervous flutter in her chest. "I was struggling before, tangled up in my own head, scared to admit how I felt because of this...weird fetish. But now? It's all clear and I'm not holding back anymore."

She leaned closer, her forehead pressing against his, her eyes locked onto his with a fierce, unwavering intensity, a radiant smile spreading across her face before proudly saying,

"I love you, Cassius....I love you so much."

Her voice trembled with emotion, each word a release of years of pent-up feelings.

"When I first met you, I thought you were a despicable bastard, you know? Some cocky, reckless guy I'd never respect. I looked down on you, thought I was above you. But then...time passed. I saw you, really saw you."

"The way you fought, the way you cared, the way you made me laugh even when I didn't want to. Day by day, you crept into my heart, slipping past every wall I put up until I couldn't deny it anymore."

"And I love you, Cassius. I want to spend my life with you, every messy, crazy moment of it."

She paused, her smile softening, a dreamy glint in her eyes.

"With this weird fetish of mine, I don't know exactly where it'll take us, how our relationship will look. But I know it'll end with us together, having kids, watching them grow, having grandkids who'll drive us nuts."

"What I'm saying is that I want to grow old with you, Cassius, lying side by side until we're in our graves...That's how much I love you, I'm in it for the long haul, all the way to the end."

Hearing this loving confession, Cassius's smile widened, his heart swelling at her words.

"And you, Cassius?" Julie asked, her voice teasing as she leaned back slightly, her smile sly. "Got anything to say to me, or are you just gonna sit there grinning?"

He chuckled, his hands sliding to her hips, pulling her close.

"Words? I'm better at showing you how I feel." He said, his voice low and husky.

And before she could respond, he kissed her again, a frantic, hungry kiss that set her skin ablaze.

"Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Pucker!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Suck!♡~"

His hands roamed her body, one sliding to her plump ass, groping it firmly, while the other tugged at her nipple, making her moan into his mouth.

"Peck!♡~ Peck!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Peck!♡~ Taste!♡~"

Julie didn't pull away, instead, she leaned into him, her body bold and eager, rubbing against his semi-hard cock as she kissed him back with wild, passionate abandon.

Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her heart soaring with the realization that she'd found the man of her dreams, not conventional, not perfect, but undeniably hers.

As they kissed, Julie's thoughts drifted—a quiet prayer in her heart that her mother, watching from the heavens, could see her daughter's joy, as this man, this moment, this messy, beautiful connection—it was everything she'd never known she wanted and she hoped her mother could see how happy her dear daughter was.