Chapter 6 6: Not A Stranger, But Lilith!

Creak! Tap! Tap!

·ƈθm Gentle footsteps left the bathroom, the slight damp sound causing Alistair to turn around, only to see something that couldn't happen; before his eyes were Philis, her long pale hair, voluptuous body and alluring lips, while a towel was wrapped across her head, dropping over her eyes.

'Philis?'

She couldn't be here, Alistair knew this in his mind.... he knew it but...

It was 'her' scent

It was 'her' robe

It was 'her' hair

Almost enchanted and bewitched by the mixture of scents from the bubbles, shampoo, and scents, the dull living room could not show clearly, causing him to become convinced somewhere deep down it was Philis, despite logically knowing it wasn't.

'Philis...'

He couldn't help it; the beautiful woman who resembled a young Philis triggered his memories, the image of them overlapping, feeling his heart throbbing and unable to pull himself from this quagmire of passion.

The sight was so uncanny that his feet began to step forward faster than usual, causing him to seem like a phantom, approaching the girl before she could lower the towel to greet him, the delicious scent filling her nose before she felt him approaching.

Lilith was only wearing a thin robe left on the door, with a strange name written in Elvish. It wasn't very revealing, yet it still managed to show off every curve of her slender figure and hint towards more intimate areas.

She wore no underwear beneath the garment, which caused her to feel incredibly exposed when standing next to Alistair, who was dressed in nothing but loose-fitting shorts and a black t-shirt, which he changed before making the food, his apron dropping to the ground as he stepped forward earlier.

Her cheeks flushed as they came closer together, their bodies brushing against each other, causing her heart to beat faster.

Alistair's hands pressed Lilith against the living room wall with a slight thud, her body tensing as the towel dropped to her feet, the thin robe also opening to reveal her warm, damp flesh and swaying breasts.

As if he was possessed, with slightly glazed eyes, he leaned forward too quickly for Lilith to react before she suddenly felt a man's lips press against her's for the first time in her life, causing her marking to glow a bright pink before turning deep purple, her entire body instantly energised from the moment their lips touched, before snapping out of the wonderful feeling.

"What are you doing?" Lilith gasped, trying to push away Alistair, "I thought we agreed..."

But Alistair didn't listen. He took hold of her by the waist, pulling her close again until their lips met again, the kiss lasting longer than ever before. His tongue pushed into her mouth, tasting her sweet nectar, making her moan softly.

Lilith tried to pull back but could not escape his grip, her arms pinned behind her. 'Why!?' Luckily, he pulled from her before doing anything too extreme; she could see a sense of desolation, loneliness and loss in his eyes as he whispered in a gentle voice, nothing like his usual bickering voice the speaking tone.

"I've missed you so much... Philis...."

The young woman looked at him, confused, unable to understand what he meant. But then she remembered how he had been acting since returning home, his moods changing rapidly between happy and sad. Then there was the way he acted after seeing her naked, no reaction, but the moment she bathed using the things in the bathroom, then this robe.... realising the strange name was "Philis."

'This idiot.... mistaking me for someone else!?'

Her face turned red, her anger rising as she glared at him. "You're mistaken!"

His expression changed to confusion, his hand holding her wrist gently, almost tenderly.

"No, I'm not," he said quietly, looking down at her with his beautiful blue eyes, but then a sudden clarity came to his face, like the morning after the storm clouds pass; his grip became looser but still held her firmly.

Alistair looked into her eyes while Lilith gulped as she peered at his face; their lips were still close enough to brush against each other each time one moved them or took a deep breath, which caused her body to shudder.

The purple light and mark now completely changed and formed a full pattern; the next time she sees Lilith would understand, and Alistair too would know after some are studying.

'It's not her... It's not her....' He thought almost obsessively, but still... a lingering charm and sweet taste filled his mouth; while her eyes looked at him, there was no fear or anger but a sense of lust and happiness.

'No... I cannot take advantage of this girl... She needs support, not this... But I cannot give her a bad first memory...'

But he looked at her, a strange look that only seemed apologetic momentarily.

"Was it your first kiss?"

Lilith blushed, nodding slowly.

"Okay..."

His hands stroked her cheeks, lifting her chin with his thumb, his entire existence recorded in his neon-blue eyes.

"Now let me kiss you as Lilith, the cute girl from the bus, not some phantasm from my past; try not to faint, okay."

"Hueh!? Idiot... I'm fine....!?" Her mind stopped momentarily as he finally called her name, not 'slum girl' or 'filthy kid', causing her to lower her guard and stare at him, with her violet eyes widening at his next words and actions before her hands relaxed and accepted the situation.

She was not completely against it herself.

"Then let me make it better," he whispered, leaning forward again, kissing her deeply, his tongue pushing into her mouth, tasting her sweet juices.

A soft moan escaped Lilith's throat, her legs trembling under her as she felt herself being taken by the powerful warrior, her desire growing stronger with each passing second.

With a gasp, Lilith broke free from Alistair's grasp, stumbling backwards and tripping over the edge of a chair. As she fell, her robe opened further, exposing even more skin to Alistair, who stared at her.

Still, his eyes weren't lustful as she imagined, but rather a sense of disappointment; thankfully, there was no regret as he took off his huge shirt before wrapping it around her body and tapping her nose.

"I won't apologise; instead, thank you for the wonderful kiss; now, how about we eat the food I cooked? I hate cold burgers..."

'Stupid.... kissing me twice... bastard.... why is he so skilled... I need to shower again... it's all sticky.... but the burgers smell good... that did nothing wrong!'

"Hmph.... you need to make my rent cheaper now, then I'll forgive you!"

Lilith wrapped her body in his black t-shirt before putting the robe on above them, now hiding her alluring body as she dashed into the kitchen; a small tail seemed to have grown from her ass as it dragged along the carpet, a strange lizard-like tail with a sharp bladed spike at the end.

"Whatever... Just eat the damn burger... I'm going out soon."

'Let's deal with my sexual needs with those call girls and drunk women in bars... Let's throw the things Philis used out and get something new that suits Lilith; she is more of a minty and citrus type, not a berry-scented type...'

'Taking my lust out on that child.... fuck, are you a loser? Alistair...'

While he was berating himself, Lilith turned to him with bright eyes, her mouth full of thick, juicy meat as the oil leaked down the corners of her mouth like a child, suddenly noticing Alistair was leaving and felt a little strange.

"Eh, what about your burger?" Lilith asked, her eyes shining, her knife cutting into the pork and beef burgers simultaneously.

Although she didn't need to eat, Lilith loved eating! Thus her feast began, the soft meat with just the right amount of juices and seasoning as it melted in her mouth, the cheese not oily or too acidic, causing her to endure a food orgasm as she eyed the extra plate.

"You can have it; I'll be out late tonight. So sleep in the second room with the light blue sheets and double bed. Will we talk about your 'employment' tomorrow, okay? Don't wait up... Also...."

Alistair opened the thick door, with high-level security protection, looking back for a moment at the young woman wolfing down two people's burgers with a satisfied face, spilling grease and mess onto his favourite t-shirt.

"Tsk.... you're a bad kisser."

Bang!

He slammed the door, heading into the night, feeling irritated at the woman sitting in her place.

Not a stranger, but Lilith, his new companion and burden.

An idiot who forgot about her first kiss because of some burgers...

But...

'A cute idiot....' He thought as he lit his dragon stick, stepping towards the location of the Wailing Caverns; he lied to Lilith and wouldn't take her into a dungeon as a mere carrier, but once he completed enough quests to rank to F.

He could vouch for her, allowing her to avoid many of the annoying procedures, so even a Manticore like her could become an adventurer.

"It's like my fucking mother was some kind of psychic; how did she know I'd meet a damn manticore?" His voice was drowned out by the city's nightlife that was beginning to wake up, the dirty smoke, and loud calls from half-naked women for a 'fun night.'

None of it interested him as he walked forward, determined steps.

Tonight would decide his future fate.