Overlord Tamer: All My Pet Monsters Have God Potential-Chapter 109: Heaven & Hell (2/2)

"You’re too cute right now," John said with a grin. "Anyway, I am leading, so what we’ll do next is...first, I’ll soap up you, cleaning your entire body with my naughty hands, and then it’ll be your turn. How does that sound?"

The passionate kiss seemed to have made Jibril level up in a sense, as her smile bloomed and she nodded. "Sounds good. I want you to touch me more...it feels too good." ƒreewebɳovel.com

"Same. Come, let’s go to the shower room," John said with a jolly laugh.

Waving his hand, he used pure soul energy to create hands and brought back the soap and body-wash cubes before he grabbed Jibril’s hand and led her into the shower room.

After getting completely wet under the shower, John stopped the water and went behind her with the shower cube, fully foaming his hands.

"I’ll wash you first, so you know how to do it, and then it’s your turn," John said before he leaned closer to her ears after moving away her hair and whispered. "This is foreplay as well, so it’s going to be a bit arousing."

"Okie...Aaanh!"

John’s hands directly grabbed her plump twin peaks as he began massaging them. Jibril trembled, her heart filled with a flood of blissful currents that spread through her body and mind.

"Mhm..."

John wasn’t holding back as his hands wildly massaged her twin peaks all over, palm open wide and fingers pressed as he fondled them while his roaring meat dragon below was stuck vertically between butt-cheeks.

Jibril was breathing, and her legs were becoming weak as the pleasure filled her.

Her cherry-pink nipples were now completely erect thanks to the massage, and John trapped them between his fingers while also gently pinching and playing with them before he washed her belly, foaming all the front, but one of his hands was always playing with her melons.

And then he finally moved back to her and started washing it as Jibril breathed hard.

"How was it? Did you feel good?"

Jibril nodded, her eyes misty and drooping. "Too good..."

John laughed heartily. "That’s just the beginning, my lady."

After washing her back, John moved to her front and grinned.

Jibril looked at him, her eyes drowned in him. He could see love, affection, and lust in them as they looked at him.

Closing in on her, John’s one hand went behind her as it started washing her butt-cheeks, foaming them up while his other hand slid down to her private part.

Jibril twitched as her sensitivity rocketed with the pleasure from touches, and John also sealed her lips as she drowned in this blissful state.

...

Two hours later, John and Jibril were lying in the bedroom under a single blanket, her head resting on his shoulder and one leg over his legs as she hugged him.

John’s right arm was around her neck, and his fingers traced through one of the twin peaks.

"John, I thought I would be able to let you go easily, but now...I am not sure," Jibril said as she sighed, her eyes looking up at his face as they reflected a certain resolve.

John chuckled. "I almost want to cancel my trip to have more fun with you, but I can’t do that."

"Mhmm, I understand. It’s just...I didn’t think I would feel like this..." Jibril wryly smiled.

"Then screw sleeping. Let’s fuck more," John said as he moved over her. The blanket slid down and revealed their upper bodies.

His mouth went to her twin peaks while inside the blanket, he spread her legs and pushed in.

Jibril’s eyes rolled upward as the waves of pleasure began filling her up again. Her hands chaotically rummaged through his hair as he sucked her twin peaks amidst the sound of flesh hitting flesh from below.

But suddenly, a loud beep interrupted the activity.

"W-Wait, John," Jibril said upon hearing the beep, snapping back to reality from the heaven that she was in, and frowned.

John also stopped, resting his dragon inside her, and lay his face on her chest as he looked at her and blinked. "What was that beep?"

Jibril looked at her right hand’s wrist, still growing. "It’s the sound of an emergency message. It’s from my dad..."

She opened it, and there was a voicemail.

"It’s a voicemail. I wonder why?" Jibril muttered and opened the voicemail.

"Ji-Jibril...run!"

"What?!" Jibril was shocked and got up as John also removed himself from the top of her, upon hearing that.

Frowning, he said, "He sounded in pain and desperate. Get dressed. We are going to your house."

Jibril’s lips trembled, but she calmed down and nodded.

After both of them quickly got dressed, John opened the window and jumped through it, while Jibril also followed up.

But down in the courtyard, John saw several people coming in with Executive Jason.

Seeing both John and Jibril just landing on the ground, he said. "Good timing. Jibril Edens and John Wicked. You both are under arrest for spying and conspiring against Ouroboros Hall as members of a certain Whelshwing Continent organization."

"M-My father, what happened to him?" Jibril asked, her heart palpitating as a bad feeling whirled up in her.

"He’s dead, and so is your mother. We found solid evidence that they were the spies, so until proven innocent, you both will be imprisoned. Better if you come with us without resisting."

*Thud...*

Jibril’s knees hit the ground, her eyes blank. "D-Dead?"

"What are you saying, old man?!" John shouted with a frown. "How can we be spies?!"

However, the color on his face was drained entirely, and chaos was taking place in his heart as he connected the dots.

’No, no, no, no, no, no! Fucking no!’

’Jibril...’ John looked at her, feeling like someone was lacerating his heart. ’No fucking way these people did that to her because of me...’

But he knew there was no other explanation than that.

Jibril’s eyes flooded with tears, but her expression was blank, unable to believe the words she had just heard.

But the voicemail from her father and this news that rang in her mind pushed her to the pits of despair.

’FUCK!!’ John clenched his fists as he saw, his eyes turning bloodshot.

His body was trembling with rage as he turned to Executive Jason.

’He killed her parents just for me...’

As angry as he was at him, he couldn’t help but feel guilty, angry, and fucked up that all he wanted to do now was to kill this bald fucker Jason and slice him into pieces.

’Teacher Azelis...I have to contact her.’ John looked at the enforcers approaching and growled. "Stop. We will come willingly. No need to cuff us, right?"

The enforcers turned to Jason, who plainly nodded. "Then come. It’s not like you can escape while I am here."

John supported Jibril to get up, wrapping his right arm around her back to the shoulder. "Jibril, get up...we have to go."

Jibril turned to him as she stood up with John’s support, tears streaming. "My parents...they were not spies..."

"I know..."

Looking at her eyes, John felt his heart bleed and glanced away, to the Executive Jason, who had started walking back and said. "Hurry up. We don’t have all night for you."

John’s left hand clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms and bled.

He couldn’t even look into Jibril’s eyes properly.

’FUCK, FUCK! It’s because of me!’

’Calm down, calm down...this old bastard must be planning something if he did that, and that means this is not over,’ John deeply breathed and followed Executive Jason while supporting Jibgril, surrounded by the six Enforcers.

’Azelis, come fast.’ John thought. He had already sent an emergency message to Azelis through his wristband and hoped she would arrive as fast as possible.