I Will Create a Good Ending for the Yandere Villainess

Chapter 256: Morning Moment?

[Next Morning]

”Alright, Mari...” Lillian muttered, ”Iʼm going to need you to move your hands so I can get up.”

”Why? Just stay here with me.” Marionette instantly responded.

Lillianʼs face twitched.

She stared down at her white shirt, finding a pair of hands grasping the two mounds underneath the white fabric, her fingers sinking into them.

The Assassin was being touchy again. And bolder than usual at this time of day.

”Do you really need to grope me for that?!” Lillian hissed with a tired expression as she tried to pry the womanʼs hands off of her breasts.

She had just woken up and was instantly greeted with the sensation of something wrapping itself around her chest. Albeit the sensation was pleasurable, it wasnʼt something she had expected to wake up to.

She sighed, giving up her attempts to free her breasts from the Assassinʼs clutches, which seemed to have developed a strong and rather stubborn hold on them.

ʼI donʼt think she is going to let go any time soon...ʼ

Lillian rubbed the gap between her brows at this.

Her mind wandered back to last night at how, as soon as her mother left the living room, she was immediately pushed down on the couch to be subjected to... intimate activities...

Which she wasnʼt going to flashback to.

ʼWas Marionette that impatient?ʼ

Lillian wondered, caressing her lips as she still remembered the subtle taste of a certain Assassinʼs lips...

She then shook her head, ridding herself of the embarrassing feeling she was feeling before suddenly stiffening.

Marionette slowly scooted closer towards Lillianʼs, intentionally pressing her large chest up against the girlʼs back as though she was trying to seduce her. Then, she leaned into the girlʼs ear and whispered:

”I love you, Lillian...”

Lillian blushed, pouting at the womanʼs romantic words that left her slightly bewildered due to the suddenness.

”W-why so suddenly—?”

”Say it back.”

”Eh?”

Lillian froze, feeling the Assassinʼs hands leave her chest and instead wrap her entire arms around them. Confused by this sudden shift, she then realised the reason as she felt the womanʼs arms tighten.

Lillian smiled lazily, rolling her eyes as she muttered:

”I love you too, dear. Now, can you let go? I need to go make breakfast.”

Marionetteʼs arms softened her hold, a soft smile spreading across her face as Lillianʼs confession rang out inside her ears, giving her a warm feeling.

She snuggled her face into the back of Lillianʼs hair, rubbing her face into it.

She then responded to Lillianʼs statement.

”You can do that later.”

”A-arenʼt you hungry? Surely, you want something to eat right?”

Marionette froze, moving her face back from the girlʼs head and unwrapping her arms from the Rabbitʼs chest, bringing it back to her sides.

Lillian, feeling the womanʼs arms slither away from her, raised an eyebrow. She turned herself around, making it so she was facing the Assassin.

Upon doing that, the womanʼs hands snaked up to her cheek, clutching it tightly before bringing her in. And soon enough, before she could even react, she had already been brought into a kiss.

The Assassinʼs lips moved against hers, gentle but hungry at the same time, almost as though she was intending to devour her whole.

Lillian widened her eyes, staring into the Assassinʼs eyes, which slowly closed. Seeing this, Lillian did so as well.

ʼMeh... Might as well enjoy it.ʼ

She muttered inside her mind, indulging in the taste of the Assassinʼs lips, which tasted like an extremely sweet peach and delicious strawberry.

It was addicting.

And she was sure that the woman thought the same too about her own, even if it might be considered slightly narcissistic.

But she would be right, though. Marionette found the girlʼs lips extremely addicting to taste, even making it her mission to at least try them once every day, to Lillianʼs horror.

And speaking of Lillian, who had been moving her lips against the Assassin in a loving pace and manner, felt something prod at it.

This raised a question inside her mind.

ʼThat didnʼt feel like her lips...ʼ

And then...

It slipped through her lips and entered into her mouth. It was the Assassinʼs tongue.

Lillian felt the womanʼs hands clutch the sides of her face even tighter, even bringing her in closer. She moaned slightly as she felt the Assassinʼs tongue play around and caressed the wet surface of hers.

It was... An extremely pleasurable experience, which lasted for a few moments before the Assassin pulled back.

Lillian watched shakily as a bridge of saliva stretched from her mouth and the Assassinʼs, connecting them before eventually snapping.

Marionette, licking her lips and savouring the residue taste of Lillian on them, opened her mouth and said:

”I am hungry. And it is extremely convenient that you are here...”

”And w-why is that?” Lillian asked naively.

The woman smiled teasingly.

”Because you are my meal...” She leaned in, intending to go for another round. She had also moved her left hand down to where it now laid on the girlʼs left breast.

She squeezed gently, eliciting a soft and quiet moan to escape the girlʼs tight-lipped mouth.

”Breakfast, lunch, and dinner... Youʼre my entire full course for the day, Lillian...” She added in a sultry tone that made Lillian shiver nervously.

Lillianʼs lips became shaky as she watched the womanʼs approaching face.

She then whispered loudly:

”D-donʼt you ever feel embarrassed by saying these lines?!”

Marionette quickly responded.

”Something like embarrassment doesnʼt exist when it comes to you, Lillian. Iʼm sure you know that by now.”

And right before their lips made contact, someone slowly walked into the living room with a tired expression.

”Good morning, you two...” Veronica yawned, walking into the room with her nightgown whilst also rubbing her eye and yawning.

She turned her gaze towards the couch, looking towards the two ladies, who had already separated themselves and were now seated up straight on the couch.

The two looked prim and proper, as though they hadnʼt engaged in a hot and spicy moment unless you were to ignore their slightly reddish face.

And this was something Veronica did not ignore.

”Oh, my... Did I interrupt something~?”