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I picked up the hairband, skillfully tying her silver hair into a high ponytail, then rolling it up to ensure it wouldn't get wet from the splashing warm water. My fingertips wove through her wet, slippery locks with gentle, skilled movements. Once finished, Loxi turned around and affectionately kissed me as a return gift. Her kiss was soft and lingering, her tongue lingering briefly in my mouth. When we separated, she leaned against my chest, her slender hand reaching under the water, gently gripping my meat-rod, the soft palm bringing a warm sense of envelopment that teased the giant between my legs to twitch.
She teased the massive object as if watching a show, observing my reaction. Her voice carried a hint of banter, yet she didn't forget to ask me the important business: "Brother, what's the plan next? Sister Shasha, me, Sister Yeli, and then finally Sister Dreamy—after letting the Hero 'conquer' all of us, we can't just focus on satisfying kinks and let everything else slide, right?" Her fingertips were still swirling around my glans, the combination of warm water and slippery sensation making my scalp tingle,爽 (pleasurably) to the point of shortness of breath.
I didn't know what Loxi and the Hero had learned lately to tease me so easily, but I wouldn't be outdone. I reached out to rub her young breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples with my fingertips, which drew a moan from her, and I proudly said, "It has to be my good sister who understands me." I paused, my tone becoming playful, "Next, it's Dreamy and the Hero's little childhood friend, Nami. At yesterday's banquet, the way the Hero looked at Dreamy was like a hungry wolf, and with the wet dream Dreamy wove for him, the Hero is basically one catalyst away from taking action. As for Nami, given her relationship with the Hero and her new appearance after being demonized, the Hero in his current personality couldn't possibly ignore her."
Loxi raised an eyebrow, her hand continuing to rub my rod, her tone filled with curiosity: "Just this? Brother's plan shouldn't be that simple, right?" I shook my head, adjusted her body so she was leaning back against my chest, and wrapped my hands around her slender waist, continuing to explain: "The old guys in the Royal Palace don't respect Dreamy. Even if she has hollowed out the royal power, the Kingdom doesn't belong solely to the old King, and that group of royals still has some rights; just seducing an old King clearly isn't enough. The old King won't live much longer, and once he dies, Dreamy can easily usurp the throne. But the old King has a long-term eldest prince who is fighting abroad, experienced, and popular with the people; he is also the closest to the throne and the King's prestige. Even if Dreamy really seizes power, the nature of these royals won't let Dreamy hold all the power and will definitely support the eldest prince to compete for power. This is a bit of a hurdle in our plan."
At this, I curled my lips into a wicked smile: "I've never liked trouble. So, the Hero's opportunity has arrived. Since he wants a princess and wants to be King, why don't we support him and push him to the throne?" Loxi was stunned, turning to lightly pat my chest, surprise shining in her eyes: "Brother, your idea is quite grand! Let the Hero be a puppet emperor and indirectly control the Kingdom? But that eldest prince is popular with the people and is the royal-appointed successor; how do we bridge the gap of suppressing the Hero with bloodline?"
Hearing this, I pinched her cheek and said: "The eldest prince has been fighting the Demon race abroad for years; he probably hasn't met his little stepmother yet, right?" Loxi realized, turned around to face me, and said coquettishly: "Brother, you really don't delay work or pleasure! With Sister Dreamy's charm, none of those human royals who think with their lower bodies can resist!" Her words carried a hint of teasing, but her red lips couldn't help but lean in to kiss my mouth, her tongue wantonly plundering in my mouth, as if she had been intrigued by my plan.
When we separated, she panted, her eyes flashing with cunning as she threw out a question: "Then what about Sister Shasha? Counting the days, her due date is in these few days, right? Once the child is born, how will you handle it? After all, Sister Shasha's child is truly the Hero's child." I pondered for a moment, a sinister smile curling on my lips: "Succubus children have no real feelings for their so-called fathers; doesn't this give me the perfect opportunity to intervene?"
Hearing this, Loxi's eyes widened, her slender hand patting my chest, and she whined: "Brother, you're too beastly! Isn't this just..." I quickly covered her mouth and cleared my throat, explaining: "Don't get the wrong idea! Succubus offspring are born quickly and grow quickly; who has the perverted idea of doing something to an infant? It's just waiting until she grows to an appropriate age, then..." Before I could finish, Loxi patted me again, rolled her eyes at me, and hummed: "In the end, it's just waiting for her to grow to the right size before moving in—you are a pervert!"
I scratched my head awkwardly, about to retort, when I suddenly sensed the Hero's aura stirring, as if he had woken up. That meant he could come looking for Loxi at any time. I quickly patted Loxi's tender buttocks and whispered, "Alright, Loxi, the Hero has woken up and could come over at any moment. Hurry up, wash, and get out to change." Hearing my urging, Loxi nodded, stood up, dried her body, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and walked gracefully out of the bathroom.