And That's How You Fix a Lover's Quarrel

Jeila Loveroot is super frustrated at the moment. Earlier this week, she had the worst fight, to date, with her boyfriend. It was so bad that she decided to leave the guild then and there, although she was actually thinking of leaving for a long time now and she just made their fight as an excuse.

What made her frustrated for days now, however, is not because she had to leave Emblem or that the requirement of the new guild she wants to join now is to gather 50 dark gems from the Dark Zombies by herself. She's frustrated of the fact that it's been days and yet he had not tried to reconcile with her; what's more, she heard that he was with 'her' all these time. She can't believe how heartless he could be.

Although she barely associate with his best friend, she doesn't really resent her or her relationship with him, nor is she blaming her about their fight. After all, she knew what she was getting into the moment she started a relationship with Nero.

Still, how could he go on his life like that? Didn't she meant anything to him? Yes, they usually bicker most of the time but that doesn't mean that they didn't love each other... at least in her part.

Jeila was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't realize she had caught the attention of the miniboss of the cemetery. She was thrown a couple of feet away when the monster attacked her.

She cursed to herself, she took too much damage and her remaining Mana is barely enough for healing herself. At this rate she'll really die.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, a healing potion was thrown in her direction and someone appeared right in front of her. When she looked up, she saw a familiar back. He was standing in an attack position, ready to finish the miniboss.

Before she knew it, the monster was killed and her savior was already in front of her, staring at her intently. They stayed like that for a while, him just looking at her, and her trying to avoid his looks and willing her heart to stop beating so loudly.

"Why aren't you drinking the potion?" Nero asked, breaking the silence.

"You... already saved me from the monster. I don't want to owe you anything else." Jeila still didn't meet his gaze, nor did she make any attempt to move or stand up to leave.

Nero sighed and, before she could protest, effortlessly threw her in his shoulder. "Very well, I'll have to 'take care' of you myself."

"W-What? Hey! Put me down! There's no need for you to do that!" Jeila blushed at the meaning behind his words. "Are you crazy? Why would you do that? We're still fighting."

"It's been a couple of days, we should be making up by now don't you think?" Was all he said as he brought out a Purepla Gem that would transport them to the nearest city.

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The Purepla Gem Nero used in the cemetery had brought them to the city of Neferious. The spookiest city in the whole kingdom, though at the same time one where assassin class adventurers in general make their base at, or at least frequent to. After all, their class is closely related to the underworld goddess, for which the people of Neferious worship.

It was safe to say that the city don't get many visitors, that's why any outsiders who frequent to it are quiet familiar to the residents. Just like Nero.

"Hey, Tim. Is my usual room free?" Nero asked the Inn keeper as soon as he walked up to the bar where the latter was arranging bottles of liquors.

"If it isn't Nero. Long time no see." Tim responded casullay, although raising a brow at the struggling lady priest on the Demon Blade's shoulder. "Just your room? I suppose Avy is not with you?"

"Yeah." Nero then headed and started climbing up the stairs to the rooms. "We'll just be staying a night, and no need to serve us dinner."

"Alright." The innkeeper just chuckled, shaking his head. Good thing no other customers were present.

"You shameless, crazy bastard!" Jeila shrieked crossly. "Put me down this instant! I'm still angry at you! How dare you treat me like this!"

"Relax. I'll put you down in a minute." Nero lightly smacked her bum.

"You- ! You- !" Jeila's face was red as beet, although whether it was due to anger or embarrassment she couldn't really tell.

The room they were occupying was located on the farthest part of the hallway. Whenever Nero and Avyzhia are doing a mission in the area, this is the inn they frequent to, and would prefer to use the two opposing rooms at the end of the hall.

Although it's Jeila's first time here, she could understand why the two chose this place. The shop looked shabby on the outside, but the inside is pretty neat, clean and not at all spooky. One couldn't even tell that it's an inn from Neferious.

Nero easily opened the room door when they reached it, then gently placed her on the bed and handed her the bottle of potion she had ignored earlier.

"Drink it. You're going to need it." He smirked at her direction as he started to take off his gears and equipments.

"You perverted bastard!" Jeila glared at him heatedly. Nevertheless, she stood up from the bed and tried to put as much distance between them as she can. "And what makes you think I'll just let you do whatever you want? Who uses humpy-pumpy to make up anyway?"

"Apparently, we do."

Before Jeila realized what had happened, Nero put the potion in his mouth and feed it to her directly on her mouth. She was taken by surprise that before she knew it she had already swalled everything, even then however, he didn't pull away and continued to kiss her until she was out of breathe.

After which he moved his lips to her ear and whispered. "It doesn't matter what you or I think, we're going to make up now."

Jeila was breathless then, she couldn't help gasping and moaning as Nero nipped on her earlobe and neck. She, at least, tried struggling, but the only effect it had is making him more aggressive in fondling her ass and breast.

"Stop... no..."

Still gasping, she found herself on her back in the bed, her clothes a mess. He was also breathless as he looked down at her heatedly.

Nero then started kissing her passionately again, devouring her tongue with his, not giving her a chance to breathe, then he started to run his teeth on her skin from her chin to her neck to her collar bone where he started nipping on, his right hand running up and down her thigh while the other struggling to undo the buttons on her dress.

Everywhere he touched her felt hot. He knows all her sensitive parts, how to tease her, and make her as hot as he wants her to be. By the time he had undone her dress and she was left with only her underwear on, she had resigned herself to her own lusts. She was already on fire.

He pulled back a bit to look at her almost naked body lustfully, licking his lips hungrily before he pushed his bulging member to her wet panty covered entrance, making her gasp and once again tried to struggle away from him, tears involuntarily escaping her eyes.

"...n-no... too big... I can't..."

"Relax... you'll be fine."

As his right hand fondled on one of her breasts and played on the nipple, he used his teeth to pull down her panties from the hem until he reached her button where he started sucking and let his other hand pull the garment all the way down, after which he proceeded to play with her entrance with his fingers.

She involuntarily arched her back at the intense sensations his actions had made her feel, her fingers pulled on his hair as he continued to mercilessly assault her.

Soon after she started feeling a familiar tingling sensation at the base of her navel. Knowing what was about to happen, she unconsciously tightened her thighs together, trapping his head in between, but even then he didn't stop what he was doing.

"...hah... cum... cumming..."

Nero didn't miss licking everything that she had released, not even when he had to lick all her still sensitive parts. And as if it wasn't enough, he continued his assault still.

"...no... no more... stop..."

Only the moans, gasps and squelching could be heard echoing in the room. Jeila had no idea how much time had passed or how many times Nero had made her cum. All she knows is that, he's nowhere near done.

Deciding that she's finally ready for him, he pulled back his sweaty hair and positioned the tip of his member on her entrance. He then leaned down and rested his lips on her ear.

"...I'm going to enter you now..."

The only thing that she could do was to wrap her arms around him as he slowly entered her. He couldn't help but suck hard on her neck at her thightness, nor could she help thightening her hold on him at how big and full he made her feel.