Read Novel Full Chapter 172: With Madeline In The North*
Chapter 172: With Madeline In The North*
At night, Seamus hummed softly as he walked down the hallway. Beyond the windows, light snow drifted down, settling gently on trees, rooftops, and the frozen ground below.
It looked peaceful. For once, it didn’t feel depressing anymore.
In just two days, he had managed to repair two broken relationships. The only exception was Dylan.
That one still felt hopeless. Just moments ago, the boy had been stalking him through the corridors, appearing out of nowhere just to challenge him to a duel.
At least that ended quickly. Dylan was defeated in less than a minute.
All things considered, his so-called vacation in the North wasn’t that bad. He thought he would end up dodging around everyone, listening to depressing music, and basically bury himself in the snow cause he didn’t want to be found by anyone.
"Oh well, I need to prepare for the party tomorrow... I hope nothing bad happened," he murmured.
Seamus stopped as he finally reached his room and opened the door. He froze, eyes widening as he was greeted by the sight of a beautiful ass right on the bed.
Madeline was sprawled across his bed, lying on her stomach with her feet lifted and lazily waving in the air.
She looked completely at ease, absorbed in whatever she was reading, as if the room belonged to her.
"Oh, you’re already done with dinner?"
She said, turning her head slightly as Seamus closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You’re sleeping here?" he asked.
"Well, yeah. I don’t have a room."
She shrugged and reached into a bag of chips, munching casually without even looking at him.
Seamus sighed and stood up. "Because you don’t need a room, you can make your own domain," he muttered, turning on the fireplace before pulling off his shirt and reaching for his sleepwear.
"Just say you want to have sex with me," he chuckled, grabbing a clean shirt from the drawer.
He felt hands touch his chest from behind.
Her fingers moved slowly, brushing over his skin, tracing the firm lines of his muscles. He caught one of her hands just before it wandered too close to his nipple.
"Hm. I do want to have sex," Madeline whispered near his ear.
"Don’t you want it too? You need to get stronger, don’t you?"
She had to rise on her toes to whisper properly, her body pressing against his back. It was hard to tell whether it was adorable or just dangerously hot. Probably both.
He could feel her breasts against him, warm and undeniably present.
"Yeah, and I know you want to monopoly me when nobody is around."
Madeline rolled her eyes, "You miss my schedule. So I guess today is the day you need to pay double."
"Alright, alright, I will make you feel good tonight."
He turned around, hands settling on her waist as he leaned in to kiss her. It started gently, almost lazily, before quickly turning hungry and heated.
She nibbled at his lips, sucking softly until both of them opened their mouths.
Seamus’ hand slid into her hair, loosening the bun with practiced ease.
Her green hair spilled down over his fingers as their tongues met, slow at first, then deeper, exploring each other as their breaths tangled and their saliva mixed, warm and messy between them.
Seamus’ hand moved down to Madeline’s bottom, squeezing her ass firmly. She chuckled against his lips, the sound vibrating through the kiss.
When they finally parted, a thin string of saliva still connected them.
"Oh," Madeline teased, eyes half-lidded. "You’re the impatient one."
"Well, with a body like yours, no one wouldn’t be," he grinned, making her shake her head.
She looped her arms around his neck, her voice dropping into a soft whisper. "What do you like better? Taking off all my clothes one by one, or should I just make them disappear for you?"
"Oh, those are nice choices." His gaze drifted to her dress. "But I do love peeling it off slowly."
It was a thin, dark green satin dress that hugged her body perfectly, clinging to every curve and pressing against the most tempting places.
He could clearly see her nipples hardened beneath the fabric.
His hands moved to her back, fingers finding the ribbon that kept the dress in place. He untied it slowly.
The dress slid down beautifully, leaving her in nothing but black, transparent stockings.
He whistled. "You didn’t even wear underwear?"
"Of course not. I like it this way."
Her seductive look made his eyes light up with lust as he pushed her onto the bed.
He followed her down, grabbing one of her legs and using his teeth to peel off the stocking inch by inch. The slow drag made her tremble.
"Hahhh. Do you have a foot kink, Seamus?" she asked teasingly.
He pulled the stocking down further until it finally slipped off, then bit lightly into her inner thigh, grinning.
"Well, I just love every part of a woman’s body."
"Hm, I see."
She gently kicked him until he ended up lying back, propped up on his hands. Slowly, her foot slid down to his trousers, unzipping them easily.
She began grinding her foot against his hardened cock, making him laugh and shiver at the same time.
"Not bad," he muttered.
"Of course not, everything about me is sexy and tempting, remember?" she smirked.
Madeline pushed his underwear aside, letting his cock spring free, already hard and twitching from anticipation.
She placed both feet around it, pressing him gently between her soles before starting to move.
The slow drag made Seamus lift his head slightly, a quiet laugh escaping him as his body reacted immediately.
Using both feet, she sandwiched his cock and moved up and down in a steady rhythm.
One foot was still covered by the stocking, smooth and slick against his skin, while the other was bare, rougher, teasing him in a completely different way.
The contrast made his breath hitch, his fingers curling into the sheets beneath him.
Her toes brushed along his shaft, grazing the sensitive skin near the tip before dragging back down.
She twisted her ankles slightly, changing the pressure, watching how his cock jumped every time she did.
Pre-cum gathered quickly, coating her feet and making each stroke smoother, wetter.
Seamus let his head fall back, chest rising and falling fast. Every movement sent a jolt through him, his hips jerking instinctively as she kept him trapped between her feet.
"Fuck... I think you just woke up something in me," he breathed, voice strained.
Madeline only smirked and sped up, sliding faster now, shifting angles, pressing harder, teasing until his body couldn’t take it anymore.
His moan broke free as his release hit, spilling messily over her feet and soaking into the black stocking with thick white streaks.
"Seems like I can’t use this anymore," she commented lazily.
Seamus laughed, still catching his breath. "What’s the need for that? You just need to be naked when you’re with me."
"Hm..."
Madeline crawled on top of him, deliberately brushing her pussy against his sensitive cock, making him hiss.
"You are not wrong," she murmured. "Now... how about we continue?"