Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 288: Warm Bread With Honey Butter

Aisha tilted her head and grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she rolled her shoulders.

"Can you blame us? With a body like yours, captain...anyone, man or woman, comrade or enemy, would lose their minds."

Skadi giggled and stepped up beside Aisha. "She’s right! And...and I wanna cop a feel too!"

Julie’s eyes widened in horror as the two younger women stalked toward her. "Wait! W-Wait! Don’t come any closer—"

Aisha smirked. "Sorry, captain, but resistance is futile. I’m claiming that big booty of yours tonight!"

"And me!" Skadi chirped, hopping forward. "But I want the captain’s breasts! They look so soft and so silky in that nightgown...I wanna bury my face in them!"

Julie backed up until her knees hit the edge of the inflatable bed. "W-Wait! Don’t you dare! I swear, if you, ahhh!"

But before she could finish her sentence, Aisha lunged forward, her hands grabbing hold of Julie’s rounded hips and giving them a playful squeeze.

"Ahhh...as expected, they’re so firm and yet so soft. The perfect ass."

At the same time, Skadi dove forward, her face pressing into Julie’s chest.

"Mmmm! Captain’s boobs! So soft! So warm! It’s like...like when I used to cuddle into my mom’s chest as a cub!"

Julie squirmed and yelped, her voice breaking between laughter and protests.

"S-Stop! Stop! That tickles! You two, gahhh! This is insubordination! I order you to, ahhh!"

But Aisha just grinned and groped her captain’s ass again, her hands squeezing and testing the pliancy. "Don’t resist, captain...let this old cat appreciate what’s hers."

Skadi giggled and snuggled deeper into Julie’s chest, muffling her words as she said. "Yeah, don’t resist...I just wanna stay here forever..."

"W-What are you two even saying?! Ahhh! Stop this right now—"

"...What exactly are you three doing?"

Just as they were having fun kneading their superiors soft curves, an unfamiliar voice cut through the room, low and confused.

All three women froze and then slowly, like they were puppets on strings, they turned their heads toward the sound.

Cassius stood at the tent’s entrance, holding a tray of steaming plates in one hand and an ice cream machine in the other, his brow raised in utter bewilderment.

For a heartbeat, the tent was silent. Then the realization hit them all at once, and they sprang apart like startled cats, their faces flushed with shame and horror.

Julie clutched her gown tightly to her chest, trembling as she tried to catch her breath. Skadi stumbled back, her face hidden in her hands, while Aisha quickly looked down at the floor, her tail flicking nervously behind her.

Cassius blinked at the sight of them, three flushed, sweaty women in clingy white nightgowns, panting as though they’d been wrestling. The faint sheen of sweat on their skin made the fabric stick to their curves, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of the shapes beneath.

Julie opened her mouth, her voice trembling. "That was, that was—"

But before she could say anything, Cassius raised a hand and shook his head. "You know what? I’d rather not know what all that was." His tone was calm, but his lips twitched like he was holding back laughter.

Instead, he stepped forward and placed the tray gently on the inflatable table in the center of the room.

Three plates piled high with pasta and sizzling meats, along with an ice cream maker humming softly at his side.

Julie let out a deep sigh of relief, grateful that she didn’t have to explain whatever that had been. She then quickly stood straight and brushed imaginary dust off her gown.

"T-Thank you for the food, Cassius. You didn’t have to go out of your way...we could’ve gotten it ourselves."

Cassius glanced up, his hands busy preparing the plates.

"No, no. It’s no big deal. Tonight is about you three relaxing and enjoying yourselves. I don’t want any of my knights doing unnecessary work while I’m around."

Cassius’s voice was calm yet commanding as he gestured for them to settle down. "So sit down and relax. Let me do all the work tonight."

The gentle look in his eyes as he said it carried a warmth that almost felt tangible, like an embrace reaching straight to their hearts.

Usually, on missions like this, the roles were clear.

Nobles gave the orders, and soldiers obeyed.

They were the ones meant to serve, to work tirelessly to protect and fulfill their noble’s demands. But here he was, a man of status and power, stooping lower than any of them would expect, not to degrade himself, but because he wanted to care for them.

It wasn’t a chore for him. It was something he did with ease, even joy.

The warmth of that realization bloomed in each of their chests.

None of them dared to say it aloud, but deep in their minds, a singular thought took root: He treats us like wives. Like they were his beloveds whom he wanted to spoil endlessly, to hold and protect.

The thought alone made heat bloom in their cheeks, their faces tinged red as they glanced down shyly, each one too embarrassed to meet the others eyes.

Cassius then tilted his head slightly, noticing their quietness and the faint pink flush painting their features.

A faint confusion passed through his eyes, but he said nothing. Instead, with a patient sigh, he stepped closer, placed a hand on each of their shoulders in turn, and gently pushed them toward the nearest inflatable bed.

"Sit.." He said softly but firmly. "Don’t just stand there all stiff like soldiers. You’re not on duty right now."

The three of them moved as though hypnotized, their legs nearly giving out as they sat down together on the edge of the bed. The mattress gave a soft bounce beneath them, but none of them dared make a sound as their minds still raced with the odd fluttering in their chests.

Cassius then returned with the tray of food, moving with a calmness of a waiter and first, he knelt in front of Skadi, placing a large plate in her lap.

"Here you go, puppy," He said with a slight smirk. "Creamy pasta, just the way you like it, and a big slab of roasted pork. I made sure this cut isn’t overcooked, it’s still rare, juicy, and perfect for you."

"...I know how much my little wolf loves her raw meat."

Seeing the plate before her, Skadi’s tail practically turned into a helicopter behind her as her eyes lit up. "Master..." She said softly, her voice brimming with gratitude. Then louder, with a grin. "Thank you, Master!" Her hands curled around the plate, and her eyes shimmered with delight as she prepared to dig in.

Cassius chuckled at her enthusiasm and moved next to Aisha.

"And for you..." He said smoothly, placing another plate in her hands. "Extra creamy pasta, loaded with cheese, just how you like it. I remembered you saying once that it’s never cheesy enough for you. So I made sure this one is rich enough to drown in."

Aisha stared down at the plate, her fingers tightening around the edges. The way he said it...as if he’d been paying attention to her smallest whims and thoughts.

"I..." Her voice faltered, and she nodded quickly to hide her fluster. "Thank you...I’ll enjoy it."

Cassius gave her a knowing smile, noticing the slight pink at the tips of her ears, before finally turning to Julie.

Julie, unlike the other two, wasn’t expecting much. She wasn’t a fan of pork or pasta, and she assumed her plate would be a simple, standard serving, which was fine.

But when he set her plate in her lap, her eyes widened in surprise. Along with the pasta, there was a warm, golden piece of fresh bread, slathered with honeyed butter that glistened under the soft lantern light.

She stared at it for a moment, blinking.

Cassius noticed her stunned expression and raised a brow. "Something wrong?"

Julie shook her head quickly. "No...I just...this bread. This is..." She hesitated, then looked up at him. "How did you know I like honeyed bread with butter? This is something my father used to make for me whenever we went camping."

Cassius gave her one of those infuriatingly calm, confident smiles. "At the last feast, I saw you going back to the bread table again and again. You’d add honey and butter every time, and the way you savored each bite, it was obvious."

Julie blinked again, a blush creeping up her neck.

"You...noticed something like that?" She asked softly, her tone almost disbelieving. "No one here ever notices details like that. Not even my own family."

He smirked faintly, leaning back as he finished setting out utensils and napkins.

"That’s exactly why most people fail to win over women." His voice dropped into something smooth, teasing yet earnest. "It’s only by paying attention to the little things that you can really steal a girl’s heart."

Julie opened her mouth to protest, but the words caught in her throat. Her lips closed again as she looked down at the plate, gripping her fork tightly. Her blush deepened as a warm, strange flutter spread through her chest.

Aisha and Skadi both glanced at her knowingly, smirks forming on their lips. But they too felt their hearts thudding from the gentle way he handled each of them...

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