God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Take A Sip
“Mwah!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ohh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmm!♡~”

“S-Stop it, Nina!…You’re giving me so many kisses that it feels like a puppy is licking me on the face and making my face all wet and sticky.” I said as I tried to balance myself because of Nina’s aggressive advances that were making me wobble all over because of how passionately she was kissing me.

“Shut up, Kakfa! This is what you get for helping me satisfy one of my lifetime goals, and there’s no escaping it!” Nina said as she landed a kiss on my nose and moved onto my eyes, and just like Camila and my mother, she took special care to kiss it with all of her heart, like she really found that spot incredibly attractive to kiss.

“Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Smack!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Sip!♡~”

I was honestly overwhelmed with the barrage of soft kisses that I felt on my face, as I really wasn’t expecting Nina to jump on me and mess up my face like this.

Seeing her beautiful face up so close and being dominated by that same pretty person was also a bit too much, and I felt my knees going weak.

But fortunately, after giving me one last deep kiss on my forehead, Nina seemed satisfied with sharing her happiness with me and jumped off me in a stealthy manner with a steady smile on her face, leaving me tottering all over and feeling the warmth of her moist lips all over my face.

“See, this is what I was talking about, Kafka…This is the Sasfra juice that I love so much.” Nina picked up the two bottles of juice from the vending machine and brought them to me with a proud look on her face, like she was reaping the rewards of her efforts. She then looked at me, who was still in a daze from the onslaught of smooches, and said, “What’s wrong, Kafka?…Why do you look like you’ve just been hit by a tornado?”

“Really, Nina?…Are you really going to ask that after what you did?” I said while using my handkerchief to wipe the slobber off my face, which made Nina’s cheeks turn red, clearly aware of what she just did.

“Oh, come on, Kafka~ It’s just a little sisterly love~ Nothing else~” Nina slapped me on the shoulder and tried to brush it off like it was a small gesture of affection when she literally pounced on me like a feral beast to kiss me. She then handed a bottle of Sasfra juice to me and said with a little awkward wink, “…A-And my lips will help mask the bitterness and make the drink taste sweet, so you should thank me for helping you out.”

Nina thought of teasing me by making such a statement, but she only embarrassed herself when she saw me staring at her blankly with a straight look on my face, her face slowly turning a shade of red as she repeated what she uttered in her head.

“Well, that logic would only work out if you had kissed me on the lips, Nina, so why don’t you give your little brother a kiss there to help him out like you said?” I said with my lips curled up, as even though Nina had kissed me all over, she had made sure not to land her lips on mine.

“I’d much rather kiss a pig on the lips, Kafka, than a little kid like you who keeps on getting on my nerves!” Nina replied in a fluster and turned even more abashed when she caught sight of my thin lips. She then forcefully handed over the bottle she had in her hands and said, “And don’t you dare try to escape your fate, Kafka…I want to see you have a sip and see you gagging all over for all the problems you caused me today, or else I’m not going to allow you to leave.”

“Oh, then does that mean that if I don’t drink this, I get to stay with you here forever?” I asked with my brows raised, wondering if the bottle of juice in my hand was my ticket to slipping into her bed.

“Of course not, Kafka…If you don’t drink it on your own, I’ll just force it down your throat.” Nina rolled her eyes and looked at me as if she were wondering just how my mother raised such a deviant.

Crack~

“Fine then.” I opened up the bottle that was sealed shut, which gave off a unique smell when I screwed the cap open. “Let’s see if I’m so weak that I drop down to the floor like the others when they drink it for the first time, or if I actually make it through without having froth come out of my mouth.”

Even though me gagging was somewhat the expected result after knowing that most of the people who’ve tasted this drink did the same, and it looked like Nina wanted to see me clutching my throat at how bad it tasted as a way of revenge, it wasn’t that way and actually the opposite.

Nina didn’t actually want me to gag like I was going to vomit after drinking the Sasfra juice, nor did she want me to feel like I was suffering any bit while drinking the juice; she actually wanted me to enjoy it.

The reason for that was quite simple. Safra juice was Nina’s favourite juice that she loved to drink all the time, and like everyone else, she wanted the people close to her to also like the stuff she liked.

Even if they didn’t completely like it, she didn’t want them to show obvious aversion or disgust to it, as it was the same as throwing dirt on the things she liked, which actually hurt her since she was actually quite sensitive in nature even though she acted tough.

She also wouldn’t have minded if it was anyone else that was tasting the drink for the first time, and she would’ve had a little reaction to how they reacted to the drink. But because I had grown a lot closer to her heart and I had become someone who she thought was absolutely essential in her life and someone that she never wanted to give up, she especially wanted me to share her tastes, or at least didn’t want to see me trash talk her favourite drink right in front of her, like the rest of the people she innocently tried to share her favourite drink with in the past, thinking they would like it like she did, only to get disappointed in the end.

That’s why, when she saw me taking my first sip, she clutched her fist tightly with an expectant and nervous look on her face, like she was watching the launch of a spacecraft into space, even though I was simply having a drink of a local beverage.

Gulp~ Gulp~

I took a sip of the drink in my hand, enough to clear a fourth of the bottle, and let out a breath of air to savour the favour that was quite ‘medicinal’ if I had to describe it.

Nina also breathed a breath of air herself out of relief, seeing that I didn’t immediately spit out the drink like others did and actually drank it.