Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

"Nymeria is busy cooking." She said, tiptoeing. "We have some time free."

Her lips met mine before I could reply to her.

Her lips were soft, like a memory I had forgotten how much I needed.

For a moment, I couldn't think anything as my mind remained blank.

But then instinct took over, and I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

Her skin brushed against mine, faint but warm, like it was recognizing an old rhythm.

When she finally pulled back, her crimson eyes lingered on me.

"You really did bring me back," she whispered, almost in disbelief. "I can feel you again… the same as before."

I smiled faintly. "Not the same," I said. "I've changed a lot since then."

Her hands still wrapped around me as she smiled.

"I would love to see that." she said teasingly, brushing a strand of my hair aside

I sighed, a small laugh slipping out. "You never change, do you?"

"Why should I?" she said with a small smirk. "You still fall for it every time."

Before I could reply, she leaned forward again, resting her forehead against mine.

"...."

I…felt it once again.

"Christina—."

"Yes." She whispered. "I am still an Avatar."

I let out a sigh as I didn't wanted this to happen.

'….I thought 'she' would lose control over Christina's body.'

[<Losing a Primordial isn't that easy.>]

'but she was supposedly dead and I became her Avatar—.'

"Hey." My trail of thoughts stopped as I felt her hands on my cheeks. "Focus on me."

'....'

I let out a sigh as I lowered my hand on her hips and pick her up.

Christina instinctly wrapped her legs around my waist as she smiled.

"Careful." She said giggling. "Don't break me too early."

I gently lowered her on the bed before frimly kissing her on the lips.

Her body tensed slightly under my touch as I raised my hands up.

Her body felt new yet the same as I touched her soft waist.

Christina's breath hitched when my fingers dug into the soft flesh of her breast.

She arched, pressing herself harder against me, her crimson eyes half-lidded but sharp, watching every twitch of my face.

"Still greedy," she murmured, voice low, amused. "Some things really don't change."

I answered by sliding my hand lower, tracing her hip, until my palm settled between her thighs.

She was already slick, warm, the heat of her seeping through the thin fabric of her skirt.

But I immediately stopped when I felt someone walking towards us.

I quickly moved back and covered the confused Christina with a blanket.

Seconds later, Nymeria entered the room with a tray full of food.

"I hope you guys…." Nymeria's words lowered down when she saw us sitting akwardly. "…Hungry."

"I am." I said with a chuckle. "Let me help you."

Nymeria gently passed me the tray while Christina didn't seem too pleased.

She slid off the bed, blanket draped like a cape, and padded over barefoot.

She stole a piece of bread, tore it in half and feed me the bigger piece.

Nymeria who was free, quickly got in between us.

"You don't have to move too much." Nymeria said, snatching the bread from her hand. "I will feed him, you should rest."

Christina let go of the bread, partially because of the shock.

"Wait, you can taste food when she feeds you?" She asked, looking at my direction.

I nodded, though I feel really awkward right now.

Nymeria didn't miss a beat. She scooped another spoonful, blew on it gently, then fed me again.

Her thumb brushed the corner of my mouth, wiping away a stray drop of broth.

Christina's foot nudged mine. "I was here first."

Pouting, she moved back and sat down on the bed.

I also walked towards the bed and placed the tray infront of her.

Christina sat straight as she leaned forward. "I don't feel good." She said, glancing at Nymeria. "Feed me."

"....."

Now, I was in a really awkward position.

Nymeria was still feeding me and she is asking for the same.

[<Enjoy your 'harem' life.>]

'....'

Nymeria's spoon hovered mid-air, stew dripping back into the bowl.

She glanced at Christina, then at me.

Christina crossed her arms under the blanket, chin lifted. "Qais?"

I opened my mouth, closed it, then took the bowl from Nymeria's hand. "I'll handle this."

Christina's pout softened into a smile. Nymeria just leaned back against the headboard.

I scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and held it to Christina first.

She took the bite slowly, eyes locked on mine, a low hum of approval vibrated in her throat.

Much to my surprise, Nymeria also leaned in with her mouth slightly open.

"....."

I let out a sigh, already loading the next spoon.

She took the bite without breaking eye contact with Christina.

Christina wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "More."

I fed her again. Then Nymeria.

Back and forth, the bowl emptying faster than I expected.

When the last bite was gone, I set the bowl aside.

Christina licked a stray drop from her lip.

I slowly stood up as I wasn't really feeling good with both of them.

There was a underlying threat that they both were giving me….

"I will give Aimar some food as well." I said softly. "He must be hungry."

"Where do you sleep, Qais?" Christina asked before I walked out of the room. "Do you sleep with Nymeria."

I slowly turned as I looked at her. "….Yes."

She kept on looking at me without even glancing at Nymeria.

"Sleep with me." She spoke gently. "I just came back from dead, I need you more."

I didn't wanted this to escalate any more so I just nodded my head.

Glancing at Nymeria she doesn't seem too effected by it.

Slowly, I walked out of the room along with the tray of food.

'Inna…'

[<Yes?>]

'Can you talk about Christina?'

[<About what?>]

'Don't act, I am talking about this whole thing with Nymeria.'

[<She understands more than anyone, she is just jealous right now.>]

I let out a sigh as I nodded my head.

Maybe I should give her some more time to fet in her new body.

'hmm?'

I pulled my phone out as I felt it vibrate.

'…Why is Helena messaging me?'

I wondered as I opened her message.

≤The Watchers have called for a meeting in Two days.≥

I immediately replied back. 'Where?'

It only took a moment for her to respond.

≤The Main Church.≥

'....'

[<Are you alright with them?>]

'….Yeah.' I put my phone down. 'I just don't want them to interfere with my life.'

[<…I see.>]

'….Maybe, I can 'talk' this out.'

Yeah, let's do it.

Let's be civil and politely ask them to not fuck with me.

I drew in a deep breath as I walked towards the guest house.

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It was already night when I return back from Aimar's room.

There was a lot of things that we wanted to share and it really took a lot of our time.

Though the good thing was that he is also getting fucked over.

'Buld really got three vampires.'

I should talk with those three and maybe make his situation even more fucked by mentioning his past crush.

[<You are evil.>]

'I am not.'

I scoffed as I closed my eyes and scanned the house once.

I immediately noticed how Nymeria was rolling on her bed, unable to sleep.

The next thing I noticed was Christina, staring outside of the room.

I opened my eyes and decided to move towards Christina's room.

I pushed the door open without knocking.

Christina stood by the window, moonlight cutting silver across her face.

"Have you fucked her?" she said, voice flat.

"No." I answered, stepping inside. "She only used to sleep with me."

"…Why?"

"It's complicated."

Christina turned from the window, arms loose at her sides. "Complicated how?"

I shut the door, leaned against it. "She lost everything, Christina."

Christina's gaze dropped to the floorboards. "And you never wanted more?"

"I wanted her to stop crying in her sleep." I shrugged. "That was enough."

She walked over, stopped a foot away. "I'm sorry I asked like that."

"You're allowed to ask."

Christina took my hand, led me to the bed.

We sat on the edge, shoulders brushing.

"I don't want to fight over you," she said quietly. "I just want to know where I fit."

"You fit right here." I tapped the spot beside me. "Same as always."

She leaned her head on my shoulder. "Is she asleep?"

"….No."

She smiled and leaned on me.

"Perfect." Her lips met mine before I could even respond.

I kissed her back as I fell flat on the mattress.

When she broke the kiss, she straddles me over.

"I missed you." She whispered with a smile. "I miss this."

I didn't respond as she slowly took off her top.

Her now enormous breast jiggled making me glup down.

I reached up, slow, palms sliding along her ribs until I cupped her.

She was heavier than memory.

Her breath hitched when my thumbs grazed her nipples; she leaned into the touch like she'd been starving for it.

I pulled her down, mouth finding hers, swallowing the small sound she made.

She sat back, hands braced on my chest, hair falling like a curtain around us. "It's real, right?"

I was about to respond when I felt it.

….Nymeria sitting on the other side of the door.