Lustful Library

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Lysithea's fingers combed through the many books in the library with great focus. From a distance, it would look like the heir to von Ordelia was seriously busy in books, which wasn't too great of a surprise. Despite how youthful she as, Lysithea was easily one of the smartest and hard-working girls around; a sad motivation for how dedicated she was, but she didn't wallow in self-pity and just worked herself as much as possible to the best of her ability.

But while she had intelligence, that wasn't the end of things. Naturally, Lysithea did share some doubts about her own body, seemingly a lot more undeveloped when compared to a lot of the other ladies; the many glaring glances at Hilda and Marianne's overdeveloped bodies that made her curse the world all the more, but she tried her best to not let it get to her. Instead, Lysithea was going to make up for it with the knowledge of things. Surely they weren't ahead of her in there, too? Lysithea would rather not know, for fear of everything tumbling down once she did.

"L~ysithea~!" Y/N called out, appearing as if he teleported, both hands on her shoulder and smiling as he surprised her. An easy ability with how lost in her own world she became when focusing on her books.

Y/N getting a good laugh at her freaking out as she dropped her books. Y/N's face morphing into surprise when seeing the books she'd dropped. "Um... I didn't expect that," he muttered, very casual about having exposed Lysithea in such a way as he looked at the racy books. "Well, guess any type of knowledge doesn't get past you. I didn't think you'd be this thorough, though, but I suppose that's what the smartest person in class would do," Y/N responded, trying to calmly diffuse the situation.

"S-silence! Just... please..." Lysithea losing the energy to argue as she took a deep breath. "It's better if I just explain it all. Then I won't have to deal with anything else," she told him.

Y/N nodding and seriously listening as it felt like there was another Crest-hating, troubled girl in Golden Deer. Y/N was used to Marianne's negativity, but he wouldn't have expected Lysithea to be another one. For her, those who focused on Crests were fools; quite the personal, revolutionary thought for a noble. Lysithea adding that she wanted to try understanding commoners through some of the books she's read.

"Hmm, I see, but that alone isn't enough, Lysithea. I mean, a book will only get you so far, besides they could have been written by nobles. There's a greater possibility of bias in the writing, so try getting up and close, entertain them... that kind of personal thing to make a relationship form," Y/N informed her.

Lysithea looked quite shocked, taking the news quite seriously. He wasn't going to laugh at her, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let her rain blows on him if she was insecure. At most, though, Y/N was pretty sure that she was just going to stomp off or be a bit grouchy. An understandable reaction.

'Entertain, entertain, entertain,' she thought over and over, her mind repeating the word and her previous book knowledge forming together to make the decision she was going to do next.

Y/N was off-guard, not focused, and that is what allowed Lysithea to use her low strength to grab him and throw him to the wall. His words cut off in a flash as Lysithea took to sealing them with a kiss, her slim body coming down on him as she rained her lips hard on him, doing everything she could to maximise pleasure and be effective as she could

Being forced to make out with practically any of the girls in the monastery wasn't something that Y/N supported; it was recommended. An excitement as Lysithea took it a step further, wrapping one leg around him and practically humping herself onto him like crazy as he claimed his lips more and more, breathing hot and heavy, the soft feel of her tongue slipping into his mouth next.

Even for Lysithea, this was far beyond anything she had done before. She had no experience, seemingly no sexual appeal, so going wild was the only weapon that Lysithea utilised in the moment, hungrily seeking his lips and using her hands to grope any part of his body. Y/N's body seemingly more and more hotter to her than ever before, the heat and hormones getting to her as she remembered one part of the book and went to start stroking his groin, a positive reaction that bolstered her desire to suck face with him.

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