Monster Harem In The Tower
Chapter 117: True Nature, Still Nurture

Chapter 117: True Nature, Still Nurture

Validia nodded quickly, like a woman who just got offered a hug by her favorite idol—even though her partner was right there, watching it all.

Nathan walked closer to Validia’s lips. He swallowed. Slowly, he slid down his pants.

His legendary dick was already preparing to dance with the love offered by those giant lips.

Validia’s face turned serious. But also nervous. Her thick lips trembled slightly.

Maybe it was the cold air.

Maybe it was fear—not of failing, but of disappointing, of destroying the meat stick that looked far too small compared to her.

"I’ll be gentle..."

That voice sounded like a promise. But also like a mantra she was repeating to herself.

Nathan didn’t say anything.

He just stood there, both hands still gripping his pants so they wouldn’t fall all the way.

A single drop of sweat rolled down his temple. Not out of fear. But because... he realized—

’This isn’t about lust.’

He felt the warm sensation of Validia’s breath, from her nose blowing softly onto his body, and from the colossal lips that greeted his private blade.

Validia leaned forward. Her breath was warm, like autumn mist cloaking the tip of the rod—standing, not fully hard, but honest.

Slowly...

Pluck.

Her large lips touched the head.

Nathan flinched instantly.

But not from pleasure.

More like—realizing the walls of normalcy in his life had just crumbled.

Validia closed her eyes.

She didn’t bite. She didn’t suck fast.

She just held it with her lips.

Like a nun kissing the altar where she repents.

And time seemed to stop.

The sounds outside the cave—the wind, the dew dripping from cave roots—vanished.

All that remained was the faint voice of Validia slowly saying:

"Hmm... it’s warm."

Nathan clenched his teeth gently.

He didn’t moan. Didn’t make weird noises.

But his body was trying to comprehend a form of love that neither a text book nor porn had ever taught.

Validia didn’t move fast.

She stayed still.

Sometimes her lips tightened slightly, like kissing an unseen wound.

And then she let go.

Pop.

In that tiny sound... Nathan felt like something inside him had been forgiven.

A small sound that, strangely, felt sacred, not just sloppy.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes.

"My chest... feels lighter now."

Nathan—still half-naked, still standing like Perseus after slaying Medusa with his dick—just stared at her.

"You okay?" he asked quietly.

Validia nodded.

"Thank you... Nathan. I think... I can last a little bit longer ehe..."

She blushed, unsure how to process the strange impulse blooming inside her.

Nathan didn’t answer.

But he smiled.

Not a horny smile. Not some edgy MC smirk. He nodded, as if refusing to overthink it, and simply let everything flow—without worry.

Validia looked at Nathan—still half-naked—with those wide, hopeful eyes.

But before she could speak, her thick lips moved forward again.

"I want to feel it again..." she whispered softly.

And without warning, she sucked it once more.

Shloop.

Nathan exhaled immediately.

That warmth returned—deeper this time.

Validia’s lips wrapped around the sacred rod like she was trying to suck the sins out of the world.

But this time, she didn’t stop there.

Her tongue—large, soft, and slightly rough like warm cloth—slowly emerged from between her lips.

Its tip touched the side of the shaft, then... licked.

Nathan shuddered instinctively.

"Hnn—"

His shaft trembled, like a blade of grass swaying in a soft breeze from a heaven that clearly misdelivered its address.

It moved left and right, helpless against the disgusting tenderness that felt way too sincere.

Validia’s tongue swept again.

Once.

Twice.

Saliva started dripping.

But because of her size, her tongue also smeared across Nathan’s waist—soaking his skin and trailing down his navel.

Nathan looked down.

His pants—still hanging around his thighs—were getting wet.

Even his thin underwear got caught in the splash zone.

He took a deep breath and gently patted Validia’s head.

"Hold on a sec..."

Validia stopped immediately.

Her eyes widened. D-Did he hate it?

Her tone grew gloomy.

She pulled back slightly, both her large hands pressing against the ground.

Her gaze fell. "Yo.. you mad at me..?"

Nathan saw that.

His eyes softened.

Then, he pulled his pants down to his knees—and fully removed them.

His underwear—now half-drenched—he folded neatly and placed beside them on the ground.

There was no lust in his movements.

Only awareness... that if they were going to continue, it had to be honest.

Validia watched—her head tilted slightly.

Nathan stood again, bare, in front of the giant lips now slightly parted.

He gave a small smile.

"Come on... you still want it, right?"

Validia looked at him.

And then... the smile appeared.

A giant smile.

Not horny.

Not predatory.

But warm... pure... sincere.

"Yes..." She said.

Nathan swallowed.

There was something absurd about seeing a garage-door-sized face smiling gently at his dick.

The smile was too big. Too sincere. Too close to his shaft.

"You really seem to like this, huh..." he muttered.

Validia giggled softly.

"Well... it makes me happy. This is the first time I get to play with your stick. I can finally be like the others."

Nathan didn’t respond.

But his body trembled slightly.

And deep down, he knew—

this wasn’t about sex.

It was about Validia.

And about a feeling that could finally come out— through the weirdest way imaginable,

a way that even the love dramas from a country whose people think they’re superior could never portray.

Validia looked down again, her eyes sweeping across Nathan’s sacred shaft—now standing taller, firmer than before,

as if it, too, felt the relief she had just released.

She leaned in.

Without hesitation, her thick lips touched the tip once more.

But this time, it wasn’t just a touch.

She sucked—again.

Shloop...

Nathan jolted.

"Ah..."

The sound escaped his lips without permission.

Not a wild moan,

but more like the sound of someone who had held their breath too long... and could finally exhale.

Validia slowly moved her lips back and forth.

Gently. Rhythmically.

Like learning to play an instrument she had only admired from afar.

Nathan raised his hands.

His fingers touched the top of her lips—her skin was soft, warm, and wet.

He didn’t push. Didn’t press.

Just... held.

Like touching an ancient relic too sacred to control.

His body leaned forward. Slowly.

And for the first time, Nathan’s body fully met Validia’s lips.

His waist pressed against the wide softness.

His shaft sank into that warm, embracing depth.

Nathan clenched his teeth slightly. His eyes half-open.

The sensation... was too comforting.

Not just physically.

But emotionally.

It felt like he wasn’t alone.

And then... something happened.

Something even Nathan hadn’t planned.

His head lowered.

His lips... touched the top of Validia’s lips.

Cup...

He kissed her.

Not a romantic kiss like in dramas.

Not a wild kiss like in some degenerate’s favorite hentai.

But a gentle kiss.

In the middle of an act that should’ve been all lust. But wasn’t.

This... was a kiss of acknowledgment.

Validia was startled.

Her eyes widened for a moment.

But she didn’t move.

Nathan remained still.

His eyes closed.

His lips resting there.

Softly.

Validia... smiled.

Gently.

Her face blushed—even though it was the size of a damn treehouse.

"You’re kissing me while I’m sucking you... you’re really weird..." she whispered, voice trembling—a mix of fluster and joy.

Nathan didn’t answer.

But through his movement,

through the way he clung gently to her giant face,

through the subtle sighs between breaths—

he returned her smile without needing words.

Validia tightened her suction slightly,

as if to return the affection.

Her tongue circled smoothly, side to side,

then back to the tip—

adding just enough pressure to make Nathan shiver.

"Hh..."

Nathan gripped her lips a little tighter.

His eyes opened again—

and when he looked at the giant face in front of him,

the face of the all-mighty colossal pussy...

He saw someone.

Not a monster.

Not a Tower dweller.

But someone.

Someone trying to love the only way she knew how.

Someone afraid to be left behind.

But brave enough to try.

Validia looked calmer now.

Her lips still wrapped around Nathan’s shaft—warm, soft, without excessive noise.

No heavy breaths. No wild lustful pulls.

Only slow suction—rhythmic, like meditation.

Nathan opened his eyes.

He glanced to the side.

Validia’s eyes... were closed.

Peaceful.

As if she were praying.

Or... sleeping while performing a sacred duty.

Her lips kept moving.

Her suction grew steadier.

Even—deeper.

Not rushed. But... there was new strength in each motion.

Nathan shivered lightly.

His chest rose and fell.

His hands still gently held onto Validia’s lips.

"Hh..."

His body began to feel lighter.

"W-why does it feel this good now...?"

Her suction grew stronger.

But not rough.

As if Validia had learned how to play this "instrument"—and was enjoying it.

She wanted Nathan to feel... accepted.

And finally—

Nathan went still.

His head tilted back.

His spine tensed.

And then—

"Nnghh—"

His body trembled violently.

Splashrrtt....

His shaft jolted once—then went limp.

His body reflexively stepped half a pace back.

His knees shook.

He couldn’t stand straight.

"Ah... f-ck..."

Nathan dropped to his knees.

His hands pressed against the cold cave floor.

His eyes were wide open—shocked.

But also relieved.

He slowly turned his head toward Validia.

And what he saw—

Validia hadn’t moved.

Her eyes were half-open.

Her lips—coated in thick white fluid.

A bit dripping from the right corner of her mouth.

That giant body trembled softly.

Her shoulders rose and fell.

"N-Nathan..." her voice was quiet. Barely a whisper.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry... I—I..."

She sounded like a shy girl who just spilled coffee in her friend’s living room.

Nathan turned toward her.

His eyes were tired, but his lips curved... a small smile.

"Hey... It’s okay."

He nodded gently.

"That... felt good."

He smiled.

Validia looked at him.

Her eyes widened.

Then... she smiled.

Her lips opened slightly.

With her massive tongue, she licked the leftover fluid from the edge of her mouth.

She licked it slowly—

like cleaning honey off the edge of a giant spoon.

"You... weird," she murmured softly.

But from the corner of her eye—a tear fell.

Just one drop.

Slrppp...

Her colossal tongue swept across the lips baptized by the pouring love of The First Legendary Dick Master.