Or... Not...?

"Kidnapped…?" Nylon repeated.

"Yes," said Amary. "By four men and a woman. The woman lowered the guards of the young miss's protectors as well as the young miss herself. All it took was that simple lapse in judgement for the cultivator woman to snatch the young miss up and force feed her drugs to keep her immobilized."

Amary stopped talking, but seeing how eager Nylon was to listen to the rest of the story, she continued, "Apparently, the kidnappers targeted the young miss with the purpose of a ransom. But once the male kidnappers saw how much of a looker she was, they… decided they wanted to do something more."

Not leaving Nylon hanging on a cliffhanger, Amary added, "It's said that the only reason nothing happened to the young miss before the cavalry arrived was because of sudden spurs of offensive language. The male kidnappers preferred their girls "pure" and "innocent," deterring them from temporarily doing anything to the vulgar young miss."

Nylon's eyes flashed with realization.

"You figured it out, ey?" Amary sighed. "That girl. The reason she's the way she is stems back to that day. The defensive mechanism she always ends up leaning back on is that mouth of hers."

Nylon went silent. He didn't know what to do with this information, and neither did Amary expect anything.

"You should head off to bed now," she recommended. "You two got back quite late, you know?"

Nylon snapped out of his stupor. He nodded before heading inside the Manor to drop Tessa off.

"Wait…" Amary made a goofy expression once all alone. "The young miss is under the effects of an aphrodisiac, isn't she? There's no way she'll stay asleep for long, and with the young man in there… Oh boy…"

Perhaps she should sleep in the female Guesthouse tonight.

— Meanwhile, in Tessa's room —

Nylon had just tucked the young miss in. But on his way out, he was stopped by his intrigue for the room's decorations.

He hadn't noticed the last time he was in here, but rather than the girly and frilly style that he assumed would be her go-to, the room was more historical. There were posters of world-renowned important figures, the most famous quotes, and even notes likely to have been written by the 4th young miss herself.

Though she didn't let it show, she was actually quite the bibliophile. She was also extremely interested in the arts and anything literary-related, as evident by the hundreds of books lined up on book shelves in the room.

While lost in observation, Nylon failed to notice when a sneaky half-nude presence snuck out of her bed. Tessa went on the offensive, and in an instant pushed him onto a velvety couch.

She was on top, straddling him, while he was on the bottom.

"You should've been out for hours…" Nylon frowned. "Just how strong of a drug did those worms use on you?"

"Hihi~" Tessa giggled mischievously, her hot breath spreading out as a cloud in front of her.

"Boop!" She said as she pressed her finger against his nose, leaning in just far enough for the tips of her tits to become visible through her dropping sundress. It had been torn in frustration by her antics in the restroom earlier, and now the results of that were bearing fruit.

"My Lady," said Nylon, exasperated. "I know your body is feeling weird, but you'll just have to endure until morning. Or, if you'd like, I could get one of the Maids to help you-..."

"No!" Tessa shouted in a low growl. "I don't want anyone other than you! Uhn-uh!"

Nylon sighed. He tried to get her off of him and talk some sense to her in a more acceptable format, but as he was doing it gently, she was able to use her 9th Unmaker Plane strength to hold his arms down.

"No mooving!" she stammered. "If you move again, Izz gonna bite! Nom!"

Her small mouth latched onto Nylon's neck, destined to result in a hickey.

"...Really, My Lady, you have to get off and go to sleep," said Nylon, seemingly struggling with something. "You can't go any further…"

"Whyzz~?" Tessa cheekily smiled, her glossy eyes doing little to distract one from the milky white valleys now fully out in the open. "Whatsya gonna do~? Eatz me~?"

FWIP!

"Hwa~!?" Tessa's hands were now the ones pinned down, their positions having been flipped around.

"Yes," said Nylon, something dangerous overcoming him. "That's exactly what I'm going to do."

"Eek~!" Tessa shrieked, wincing and shuddering as she readied herself for what came next.

However…

*Flick!*

Nylon knocked the horny girl across the head with a finger, instantly sobering her up.

"Owwie, you meanie!" Tessa said with an aggrieved expression, rubbing her forehead. "Wait, what are you doing?? Don't go!"

"It's unwise for us to go any further, My Lady," said Nylon as he nonchalantly patted down his clothes. "I'm just a servant, while you're the master. Even if we did take things to the next step, your family would never accept it."

Finishing up the buttoning of his shirt, he slowly turned toward Tessa, saying, "You're charming when you want to be, My Lady. Show that side of you to any man and you can have any partner you desire. You shouldn't settle for me just because I'm the most readily available-..."

"No!" Tessa grabbed onto Nylon's shirt, stopping him before he could leave. "That… That isn't why! I'm not settling, dummy! Bah! Screw it, it's now or never!!"

"???"

"What do you me-..." Just as Nylon was about to confirm how sober she actually was, Tessa cupped his cheeks, stealing his lips.

"You dumb doggy, can't you realize the truth by now? How are you going to force a lady to spell it out for you?" She softly said through the exchange of saliva. Her eyes glossed over, and with heart-shaped pupils, she disengaged the kiss. Nylon's gold gaze was stolen instead, and she, while overflowing with love, moved her lips:

"I L.O.V.E. YOU~"

*Mwah~*

A kiss to seal the deal. And a long night to remember.

'I told Amary I wouldn't do anything, but… this fox has made it impossible,' was the last thought to surface in Nylon's mind before he transformed into a beast.

"Uhn~!"

The night after that ended up being a very long—and loud—one. Even Amary, who had decided to sleep in the female Guesthouse, could faintly hear the sensual sounds coming from the Manor. All of the maids and servants went to sleep blushing, and even while sleeping, were mentally affected by all that moaning happening next door.

Just a single night and two freaks in the sheats managed to singlehandedly make all the nearby females sexually frustrated…