Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!

Chapter 784: I Love Butts, You Love Butts, Everyone Loves Butts!

Joy was so impressed, in fact, that she didn’t even react when Cassius moved behind her.

He put both hands over her shoulders and hugged her from behind, pressing his body against hers in an intimate embrace. His head snuggled next to hers, his cheek rubbing against her hair.

"See?" He said to the donkey, his voice warm and coaxing. "Even though she looks scary, she’s not actually that harsh. She just has a cold exterior and a warm heart."

Joy’s face flushed crimson.

"Cassius!" She hissed, her voice low and dangerous.

"What do you think you’re doing? I swear, if you try to take advantage of me right now—"

He whispered in her ear.

"Be quiet, Joy. I’m trying to show Peach that you’re actually a nice person. If you show a scary face right now, you’ll ruin it."

Joy looked at the donkey. The Montegro was staring at her with that lazy, assessing gaze, as if it was actually considering her.

She straightened up immediately, trying to present herself in the best possible light.

Cassius whispered again. "Show a big smile. It’ll work."

Joy, desperate to touch the hairless donkey in front of her, actually smiled.

She opened her lips and showed off her teeth.

But the moment the Montegro saw that, it shivered violently.

Despite having no hair on its body, it somehow managed to get goosebumps. It took a step back.

Cassius sighed and patted Joy’s head.

"No. Forget it. Don’t smile."

Joy’s face fell.

"That smile of yours is absolutely terrifying." He said in dismay. "Even I’m trembling in my boots right now. You look like a sadistic executioner about to step on a grave."

Joy closed her mouth and put on a normal face.

Cassius nodded.

"Leave it to me." He said. "I’ll handle the part of making you look softer."

Before Joy could protest, Cassius pulled her even closer and pressed his face against hers.

He started rubbing his cheek against hers in a passionate, public display of affection.

If any normal couple did this, it would be wholesome and cute. Onlookers would smile, maybe curse them for being so lovey-dovey.

But this was different.

This was the Saintess of Judgment, one of the scariest people on the continent with countless bodies on her hands being affectionate with a man.

It was mind blowing sight that would make anyone doubt the reality they were in.

And worse: Joy was blushing.

Her pale, fair face was completely flustered as Cassius nuzzled against her cheek, held her waist, and pushed her ample bottom against his crotch.

She wanted to push him away. She wanted to shove him off and tell him to stop.

But the donkey was still watching, still assessing. If she showed too much aggression, she would lose her chance.

So she stayed still.

She let him hold her. Let him press his body against hers.

And then—

The donkey moved.

Joy blinked. Once, twice, three times. She wondered if she was dreaming.

But it was real. The Montegro was getting closer.

Closer...

Closer...

Until it was standing right in front of the fence, putting its head over the barrier.

Right in front of her.

All she had to do was raise her hand and touch it.

But she was frozen.

Years of rejection had conditioned her to expect the worst. She was terrified that just as she was about to succeed, the creature would pull away.

She didn’t want to feel that despair again.

The Montegro stared at her with that lazy gaze, almost as if it was saying: Are you going to touch me or not? I have things to do.

’I think it would be better if I watched from here. That’s enough for me...I don’t have want to scare her away again.’

But just as she was think thinking of giving up—

—Cassius’s hand moved down to her wrist.

"Go ahead." He said softly. "Give it a little pet. There’s nothing to be afraid of."

He raised her hand for her and placed it right over the donkey’s head.

Joy gasped.

She felt it. The smooth, hairless skin beneath her fingers. The warmth of its body. The gentle rise and fall of its breathing.

This was the first time she had properly felt an animal in years.

She couldn’t believe it!

Slowly, hesitantly, she started petting its head.

Touching its forehead. Its neck. She moved her fingers gently over its skin, as if she was afraid she would hurt it.

And shockingly, the Montegro didn’t pull away!

Though there was a slight wariness in its gaze, as if it was prepared to run at any moment, it accepted her touch.

It even moved closer.

Seeing this, Joy felt tears welling up in her eyes.

She was actually petting it! An animal was actually accepting her touch!

All those years of rejection, of animals running away from her, of being unable to connect with the creatures she loved most—it all melted away in this single moment!

She broke out into a beautiful smile.

"There, there, darling." She said softly, her voice full of tenderness. "Just look at you. So cute! Your little face, your slippery skin—it’s like someone oiled you up. And those pretty eyes..."

The donkey, hearing her sweet words, seemed satisfied. It let out a small neigh.

Joy’s face lit up.

"Yes, yes! Neigh, neigh!" She imitated the noise, giggling like a little girl at a petting zoo.

All the innocence she had lost years ago came back to her in that moment.

If Maria could see her now laughing, cooing, being so adorably sweet, she would break down on the spot.

She had been trying to bring this Joy out for years, and had failed miserably.

But now, here she was. Open. Vulnerable. Happy.

Cassius rubbed his cheek against hers, then pulled back and looked at her with a smirk.

Then, to her shock, he gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Cassius!" Joy’s face flushed with flustered anger. "What do you think you’re doing!?"

Cassius wasn’t scared at all.

"I’m just giving you the love and affection Peach needs to see." He said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Only when I do something like that will she know you’re not a bad person. She’ll think of you as one of her own."

He nodded sagely.

"She may look dumb, but she’s actually quite smart. Unless you want her to get scared away, I think it’s best if you just allow it."

Joy knew he was fooling her. Obviously. He was taking advantage of the situation.

But she couldn’t miss this opportunity.

She looked away.

"Don’t you dare kiss me on the lips." She muttered.

Cassius grinned.

"Your beautiful face is more than enough."

He happily went back to giving her smooches all over her cheeks, her face, her nose—enthusiastically and without shame.

Joy’s heart raced faster and faster. Even someone as cold as her wasn’t used to such blatant affection.

The only people who had ever kissed her before were her mother and Aqua.

Now there was another man in her life, kissing her so openly and passionately.

The woman inside her was reacting. Her body was getting hotter and hotter.

But she didn’t allow herself to get distracted. She focused on petting the Montegro.

It was a fair exchange, she told herself.

So she focused on the donkey in front, on the gentle slide of her hand over its skin, and tried to ignore the warmth spreading through her body.

Cassius, emboldened by her lack of resistance, decided to push further.

His hand, which had been resting on her waist, slowly slid downward. It traced over her hip, her thick thigh, and finally came to rest on her ass.

He squeezed.

Joy jumped.

She turned her head slowly, a murderous look in her eyes.

"Cassius..."

He spoke quickly.

"If you let me do this, I’ll let you touch Peach’s bottom."

Joy froze.

Cassius pressed his advantage.

"Her bottom is very soft and bouncy." He said enthusiastically. "Vivi loves to just play drums on her bum. The way it jiggles is the funniest thing ever."

Joy forgot that her own butt was being groped.

"But—but—" She stammered, genuinely flustered. "Don’t Montegros usually get sensitive about that area? They normally don’t show their butts to anyone because of that."

Cassius coughed.

"That’s with everyone else." He waved his hand dismissively. "With me around? Peach doesn’t hesitate at all. She trusts me completely."

"Not to mention..." He rolled his eyes. "...I give her extremely high-quality grass."

"So, if she doesn’t show her gratitude and doesn’t show her bum, she’ll get a spanking."

Almost as if the donkey could hear their conversationnand was genuinely afraid of losing her premium meals—she turned around, presenting her fat, jiggly butt to them.

Cassius squeezed Joy’s butt even more, his voice like a devil’s whisper.

"Go on, Joy. Feel its bottom. Play with it. Grope it. Play drums on it. It’s all yours!"

Joy couldn’t help herself.

She reached out with both hands and started patting the donkey’s bottom. The flesh jiggled and shook like pudding.

She laughed.

"Cassius, look!" She said, her voice bright with childlike joy. "It’s shaking! It’s actually shaking around! It’s almost like pudding!"

"Yeah. It really is pudding."

Cassius nodded absently, but he wasn’t looking at the donkey.

He was staring at Joy’s ass.

Her thick, fat bottom was stretched tightly in her justice robes, the fabric straining against her generous curves.

It was intoxicating—the sight of something so holy being used to contain something so sinful.

Joy felt what he was doing. She knew this was all a scheme. She was embarrassed and ashamed inside.

But right now, looking at the Montegro’s butt sway around, she couldn’t bring herself to care.

She just played along.

"So fat and jiggly." She cooed at the donkey. "I want to keep you as a pillow and sleep on you all day long!"

"Yeah..." Cassius agreed, squeezing her ass even more tightly. "...Me too."

He kissed her face. Joy took it all in, telling herself it was all just for the sake of touching the donkey.

Of course, if it were any other man, no matter what they offered, she would never do such a thing.

She would cut off their head for even suggesting such a dirty deal.

But Cassius was different.

Especially after everything that had happened—the intimacy, the passion, the way he had made her feel things she had never felt before.

Her heart didn’t know how to feel about him.

But what she did understand was that she didn’t mind him touching her body. Kissing her.

It felt natural.

And so, just like that, both of them were having their own fun.

Joy played with the Montegro’s jiggly butt.

Cassius groped Joy’s fat ass.

Neither of them seemed to want to stop.

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