Saving You, Villain - Side Story Part 5

I pursed my lips and glared at him, annoyed. But despite how aggravating Camian was, seeing him so calm, when he was usually overly concerned about my safety, made the fear that had gripped my heart start to fade.

His attitude meant there was no real danger to my safety. However, even though my fear subsided, the unpleasant sensation of the vines sticking to my skin was still unbearable.

“I’m not in the mood for games.”

“Good, neither am I.”

“You… seriously…! Ahh!”

The vine that had been licking my ankle squirted some slimy liquid as it slithered up my calf. I gasped at the sudden coldness.

“Camian…”

The aroused vine was starting to pull down my pants! The cold touch of the plant’s surface against my bare skin sent shivers down my spine.

“Ugh…!”

I clenched my eyes shut as I felt the slimy liquid trickling down the path the vine had traveled. The vine, as if annoyed, tore my pants off completely when they got stuck at my knees. The ripping sound of my thin summer clothes filled the air, and I looked at Camian with tearful eyes, swallowing my pride. I silently begged for help, though I kept my mouth shut.

“You followed me here, ignoring my advice, because you thought you could handle it, right?”

“……”

Camian nodded his chin at me indifferently.

“If you want to be freed, repeat after me: ‘I was foolish. I won’t do anything reckless again.’ Then, once you’re free, tie my shirt around your waist and head straight home. Got it?”

This cruel bastard! Heartless demon! Here I was, utterly humiliated, and he wouldn’t just help me? Did he really need to win this one too? I felt anger rising in my chest at his stubbornness.

“Wow… the look in your eyes is terrifying,” Camian said, clearly teasing, as he brushed his hand along his arm. I wanted to kick his annoying shin so badly, but with my legs tightly wrapped by the vines, I couldn’t move an inch. It was infuriating.

“Not going to say it?”

He asked, standing there with a smirk. I sighed deeply, biting my lip. There was no point in continuing this standoff. Unfortunately, the only one who could save me was him, so I had no choice but to give in, at least a little.

“…I let my guard down. Just this once, help me.”

“Don’t fall asleep before I get back from my bath tonight. I’ll clean your ears before bed.”

“What?”

“That’s not what I wanted to hear. You didn’t misunderstand because your ears are full of wax, did you?”

“No! Stop fooling around and help me already!”

Camian clicked his tongue in disapproval and then gently stroked my cheek with his large hand, looking at me as if I were truly pitiful.

“This is bad… You’re already so reckless, and now you’re going deaf too? How much more are you going to make my heart ache?”

“Hey.”

Some people act like they can bend the rules to suit their convenience, and no matter how much you explain, they just shout and throw tantrums. Camian was treating me like I was one of those people.

“I love every part of you, but if one day Sherry and Tom start avoiding you, don’t be too hurt. Kids don’t like adults like that.”

“Don’t be ridiculous… Ugh, mmm!”

A vine slithered around my neck and shoved its pointed tip into my mouth. The slimy liquid filled my mouth, making everything sticky, and the cold vine pressed against the inside of my cheek. I could see my puffed-up cheek in my peripheral vision. This is insane! I shook my head in horror, but the vine didn’t budge. It only explored my mouth more, prodding every corner.

“Mmmpf!”

My body jerked in response to the vine’s movements, and my eyes went wide. Sensing the change in my expression, Camian’s playful demeanor disappeared. With a scowl, he tore the vine off my face, ripping it out violently.

“Squeeeeeeek!”

The severed vine spewed fluid everywhere as it writhed on the ground, thrashing like a fish out of water, before finally going still.

I hung my head, panting heavily.

“Hah, hah…”

“Open your mouth.”

Camian grabbed my chin, his voice hard.

“Ah.”

His bony finger slipped into my mouth where the vine had been. I opened my mouth wider, letting him move his finger freely. His firm fingertip gently brushed the soft insides of my mouth, wiping away the remaining slime.

“Besides a little cut at the corner of your mouth, you’re not hurt.”

Camian spoke dryly, then pressed his lips to mine without warning. He tilted his head slightly, covering the cut on my lips with his own, licking it with his tongue.

“Mm…”

Just then, the vines wrapped around my body began to move vigorously, like horses whipped into action. Perhaps sensing danger from their severed parts, they started writhing faster and over a wider area.

The cold, snake-like vine curled around my thigh and crept up toward the sensitive spot between my legs. Wait… no… I tried to block it with my hands, but the vines wrapped around my wrists made that impossible. Before I knew it, something blunt began rubbing against me through my thin underwear. Hngh! The vine didn’t stop there and began secreting a fluid. As my lower body became drenched, an unsettling, tingling sensation rose up within me.

“Camian, ugh, wait….”

I turned my head away, breaking the kiss. For some reason, my breathing grew heavier, and a wave of heat spread through my body. The vines and sticky slime encasing me were cold, yet my head felt like it was on fire.

“Ngh…”

It had to be the vine rubbing between my legs. Ah… Damn it, my body was responding. I couldn’t believe I was getting aroused by a disgusting plant. I didn’t want Camian to notice. But when the vine pushed my underwear aside and started rubbing against my exposed flesh, I couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped my lips.

The thick, smooth surface of the vine clung to me, pressing hard against my sensitive areas, forcibly parting me as it rubbed against my clitoris and entrance. The stimulation quickly escalated.

“No, stop… Hngh!”

I twisted my hips, trying to escape the sensation, but it was useless. Camian stood a step back, watching me with dark, intense eyes as I struggled with the overwhelming stimulation.

I clenched my teeth, determined not to show how much I was feeling, but the relentless pleasure made it impossible to hold back. All I could do was clench and unclench my toes and shake my head in vain.

“Nngh, no, not there… Stop…”

The vines coiled around my wrists, coating them with sticky fluid, just like the ones smothering my lower body. They slowly crept down my arms, sliding beneath my shirt and prying at the buttons. With a soft pop, the buttons fell off one by one.

“Ahh!”

A vine wrapped around my chest, squeezing tight. The mix of pain and pleasure sent jolts through my mind.

“Camian, hngh… Don’t look. Turn your head, ah!”

I couldn’t help but think about how I must look to him. My entire body was slick with slime, my legs spread with a thick vine wriggling between them, while more vines wound their way inside my shirt, wrapping around my chest.

“If I don’t look, who else are you going to show this to?”

Camian’s voice was low and biting as he placed his hand under me. Without hesitation, he ripped away the vine that had been tormenting me. The sudden removal of the pressure between my legs caused the arousal that had been building to plummet, leaving me trembling.

“Who told you to shove your filthy head there,” Camian growled, stomping on the remaining vine. The house echoed with a piercing scream from the crushed vine. Camian ignored it, his expression unchanging, and leaned in close as if to kiss me again. His eyes were half-lidded as he gently stroked my cut lip.

“What did I tell you to say if you wanted to be freed?”

Instead of answering, I leaned forward and kissed him. I saw Camian’s brow furrow slightly.

“I want you to hold me. Please, hold me.”

I couldn’t hide the tremble in my voice, overwhelmed by the lingering sensations. The slime coating my body made my skin feel feverish, constantly keeping me on edge. Honestly, I couldn’t even remember what he had told me to say earlier. My mind had turned to mush, like ice cream melting in the heat.

At this point, nothing else came to mind except the need to be held, like after a full moon when he would drink my blood. I bit down on his lower lip, urging him.

“Camian, hurry.”

Suddenly, his red eyes gleamed dangerously. A chill ran down my spine, more terrifying than when the vines had wrapped around me. His muscular arm wrapped around my waist, while the other hand casually crushed the vine like a bruised berry, freeing my arms. The moment my body was released, I collapsed into Camian’s embrace, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He pressed his lips against my ear, whispering in a low, threatening tone.

“Is it that hard to listen to me?”

“Mm, ah… There’s still a vine on my chest, hngh… It won’t stop moving.”

“You make me anxious when you don’t do as I say…”

“Hngh, ah!”

Camian bit my ear sharply. He quickly peeled off my shirt and ripped away the vine clinging to my chest. As the sensation vanished, I let out an involuntary whimper of disappointment. Camian cursed under his breath, then cupped my chest, his hand rough and possessive.

“You’re all red.”