Chapter 45. Late-Night Broadcast

Chapter 45: 45. Late-Night Broadcast

Kael closed the door behind him with a soft click.

The entry hallway sat in deep shadow, but a faint flickering light spilled out that led into the main living room.

Along with the shifting light came the low murmur of voices.

It was not the natural cadence of a late-night conversation.

The tone carried a slight distance and echo, the clear magical signature of a recorded broadcast.

He walked silently down the hall, boots making almost no sound against the floorboards. Pausing just outside the archway, Kael leaned against the wooden frame and looked inside.

Seraphine was sprawled comfortably across the plush rug in front of the sofa.

She wore a pair of tight silky yoga pants that clung like a second skin to her lower half.

The thin glossy material outlined the generous swell of her hips, the fullness of her thighs, and the deep curve of her rear with almost indecent clarity.

A simple white t-shirt stretched snugly across her chest, the fabric riding up just enough to expose a smooth strip of pale waist as she rested on her elbows.

She was completely absorbed in the visual display playing out in the center of the room.

Hovering in the air directly in front of her was a vibrant three-dimensional screen.

The translucent image was projected by four small Aether-crystals positioned at the corners of the coffee table.

Their runic cores hummed quietly, beaming streams of concentrated light upward to form the moving pictures of a magical play.

This world remained a strange hybrid. It had no electricity or digital wiring, yet it enjoyed modern comforts powered entirely by magical equivalents.

Daily life ran on mana stones and processed beast cores.

The high-definition broadcast in front of her was sustained by standard Aether-crystals, just as the upstairs shower used thermal water stones for instant hot water.

Magic here simply replaced advanced technology.

Kael stayed perfectly still in the shadows of the hallway.

His mind was still sharp, his blood still carrying the lingering divine heat from the Goddess of Lust & Desire.

His eyes traced the curves of Seraphine’s body illuminated by the glowing projection.

The silky fabric of her pants shifted slightly as she crossed her ankles in the air, drawing his gaze to the tight clench of her glutes.

His body responded at once with a heavy demanding throb beneath his trousers.

Looking at Seraphine now, lounging so casually with her guard completely down, she seemed like nothing more than a beautiful woman relaxing in the safety of her own home.

No obvious sign of lethal danger she usually shows when fighting.

Yet Kael knew better than to trust a peaceful surface.

He took a slow silent breath, forcing the raw lust down into the pit of his stomach thinking that it’s time to test the waters.

He already visited her two times in her dreams where she seems to accept the concept of sucking his little brother rather easily.

Kael stepped out of the shadows and let the heel of his boot strike the wooden floorboards just hard enough to announce his presence.

A dull thud echoed through the room.

Nothing happened.

Seraphine did not flinch, turn around, or even acknowledge the sound.

Her attention remained locked on the floating projection.

On the screen a heavy melodramatic scene was unfolding.

A pale aristocratic vampire stood in the pouring rain, face twisted in manufactured anguish as he stared down at a weeping human girl.

The cringe dialogue was thick with tragedy.

The two characters exchanged agonizing words about their inevitable breakup and how their different worlds could never safely merge.

Sorrowful strings swelled in the background.

Kael watched the scene for a few seconds before looking back down at her.

He expected her to be analyzing the broadcast or simply zoning out.

Instead, as he shifted his angle, the glowing light from the crystals illuminated the side of her face.

A single silver tear slipped down her cheek.

Her eyes were visibly wet, glistening with raw emotion as she sniffled very softly, entirely absorbed in the tragic romance of the vampire and the human.

Kael stopped dead in his tracks.

He stood completely frozen, staring at her with pure bewilderment.

’Sera is actually crying over a cringe tragedy breakup scene?! Where did all her bratty attitude go? Where is the ruthless girl who killed that dungeon boss monster in one clean strike like it was nothing?’

Kael was dumbfounded as he shook off the initial disbelief.

A slow entertained smirk replaced his stunned expression.

He walked over to the sofa and sat down right beside her, leaning back against the cushions.

His thigh brushed against her outstretched legs.

The sleek silky fabric of her yoga pants felt warm against his skin.

The moment he touched her, Seraphine flinched as if struck by lightning.

She snapped her head up, eyes widening in surprise before her bratty defensive demeanor flared back to life.

In a flash her slender fingers swiped across her cheeks, wiping away the stray tears before he could comment on them.

She sat up, crossing her arms tightly over her chest and glaring up at him with a light blush creeping up her neck.

"What are you doing here?" she demanded, voice carrying its usual sharp haughty edge.

"Didn’t you go outside? Why are you sneaking up on people like a ghost? Creeeep"

"I didn’t sneak," Kael said smoothly, resting an arm on the back of the couch.

"You were just too engrossed as your eyes were a little wet to notice me, my little Sera."

Before Seraphine could snap back with a retort, the ambient music from the projection took a sharp aggressive turn.

On the translucent screen the tragic romance instantly shifted.

The vampire actor’s eyes flashed a deep crimson red.

With a sudden violent motion his hand ripped open the girl’s delicate top and tore her bra straight down the middle.

Her large pale breasts spilled into full view, heavy and quivering under the dramatic lighting.

A tiny involuntary gasp escaped Seraphine’s lips as her eyes darted back to the screen in shock.

On the broadcast the vampire pinned the weeping girl against a rain-slicked wall.

He slammed his mouth over hers, roughly devouring her lips and swallowing her desperate sighs while both hands aggressively cupped and kneaded her exposed boobs.

Instead of resisting, the girl moaned softly into his mouth.

"Mmnh... ahh..."

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him back, tongue tangling with his.

The living room fell into a heavy silence.

The explicit sounds of the broadcast echoed off the walls, painting both Kael and Seraphine in soft shifting hues of pink and white.

Kael slowly turned his head to look down at his step-daughter.

Seraphine remained completely frozen, staring at the explicit scene with wide eyes, lips slightly parted as a deep furious flush spread across her face.

Neither of them moved to turn off the projection.

The soft blue-white light of the Aether-crystals cast long shadows across the living room as the fictional drama completely abandoned its tragic narrative in favor of smut which all viewers appreciate.

On the translucent display the woman reached down with trembling fingers and pulled her soaked panties down her legs, kicking them aside.

The male actor stripped away his rain-soaked clothes in one fluid motion, exposing a thick rigid six-inch dick that throbbed under the dramatic lighting.

Seeing the on-screen dick of the male actor, Seraphine’s mind went to her step-dad’s dick size which was much longer and also the girth was more than the vampire.

As She looked toward Kael’s pant which was now showing a huge bulge and wondering,

’How will it feel if he just fuck me right here in this room with that cock like the event in that dream? Wait, what the hell am I thinking? Though he has a big dick, he’s still a loser. Hmpf, it’s probably the effect of the dream that made me think about his one.’

Seraphine didn’t even notice her line of thinking. She’s thinking it’s wrong cause her stepdad’s a loser not because he is her stepdad.

While on the screen, the drama went on.

Without any sweet preparation he grabbed her hips and thrust his shaft straight into her tight unlubricated center.

A sharp breathless scream tore from the actress’s throat, quickly melting into heavy rhythmic moans that filled the quiet room.

"Aahh—! Nnnh... hah... ahh!"

The wet harsh sound of skin slamming against echoed between Kael and Seraphine.

Plap... plap... plap...

Kael’s breath hitched slightly.

The sight of the explicit encounter on screen lingering with the goddess’s lingering teasing made him more horny than ever.

Beneath his trousers his cock hardened instantly, swelling into a thick uncomfortable ridge that pressed tightly against his thigh right next to where Seraphine’s leg rested.

Beside him Seraphine sat entirely motionless.

Her crimson eyes were wide and locked onto the explicit display.

The grief and sadness she had felt over the tragic breakup moments earlier vanished, swallowed by a sudden violent surge of heat.

Her lips parted.

Her breathing turned shallow as she watched the man relentlessly fucking the woman’s pussy on screen.

Deep inside her own yoga pants a sudden heavy throbbing hit her lower belly.

Her pussy twitched.

A warm wave of moisture slicked her folds in immediate involuntary response to the explicit broadcast.

She swallowed hard, completely drowned in the raw intensity of the scene, entirely unaware that her thigh was almost pressed against Kael’s hardened cock.