“……”
I was driven to the edge.
I bent my knees up. My knees rose above the water’s surface, but he moved his hand regardless.
“I, ah, I haven’t washed.”
I kept saying it, but he only smiled wordlessly between the small splashing droplets.
His breath drew near. Lips that smelled of birch overlapped, and our bodies pressed close together. Even though he was wet, he was hot. Benedict pulled my waist into an embrace. He caressed me relentlessly and kissed me.
“Haa…… —ah,”
Out of breath, I pulled my lips away.
My breathing was ragged. Benedict’s hand was still moving with splashing sounds in the dark water. Avoiding the kiss, I pushed away his heated upper body. Our glistening gazes met. My chin was bitten and hot lips overlapped again.
He suddenly lifted my panting body out of the water.
I was seated on the edge. When I came to my senses, having collapsed without strength in my waist and braced myself against the wooden floor, my legs were already spread wide.
“Ah—!”
Benedict kissed my body.
“Uh, ha… don’t, don’t do that!”
He pressed his lips to my already arrived and docilely hanging member.
When I pushed him away in shock, my wet ankle was caught. Benedict kissed my defensively bent knee lightly, then suddenly spread my legs apart and mischievously kissed there again, below there. I could feel his lips, his nose bridge touching.
“I understand. I won’t do it.”
He said so, but I was still flustered.
I knew he sometimes wanted to kiss there like that even at the outer palace, but it really seemed strange. Acting as if my reddened knees and that place were the same.
Benedict climbed out over the water, bracing himself with one hand.
He pulled over the robe he’d taken off. Laying me down on it, he dug into the place he’d been caressing from earlier, boldly exposing me and scattering my moans.
“…We, we have to go…… We have to, go, ngh,”
There was still time left, but I said that anyway. Benedict answered.
“Ah, I know. ……Right.”
He was wet but incredibly hot, and heavy.
Making my breathing rough, he also answered with rough breaths.
“I won’t, overdo it.”
As if those words made everything clear, he kissed me again.
Perhaps because of the wetness, everything was easier. Sticky sounds kept rising from below.
“Look at this.”
He suddenly held up his hand.
His wet fingers were glistening. They were transparent but viscous, so it wasn’t water.
I hurriedly pressed my knees together. I pushed away his attempt to spread my legs to check, but he prevented me from stopping him and did as he pleased. When my face flushed bright red with shame, he whispered that the moistened place was pretty. I could only escape when I said I was cold.
“I, I can walk!”
Though he’d been pretending not to hear that I wanted to go inside the house all this time, Benedict immediately brought a large blanket.
I was wrapped up in it and lifted, and Benedict again pretended not to hear and wouldn’t put me down. The porcelain fabric leading indoors was pulled back.
Inside the cabin was dyed a deep crimson. The air was warm like wool, and Benedict’s eyes that kept meeting mine were also warm.
Throughout the walk down the corridor, unlike me wrapped in the blanket, water still dripped from his wet hair. He stopped while I was wiping it for him.
“Uh—, ah, wait……! Ah!”
The blanket was roughly pulled up. I reflexively hugged his neck. Between my buttocks was touched boldly. When I tried to escape, he hugged my waist tightly, easily fixing me in place so I couldn’t budge.
“It hurts. ……Ah, just kidding. Will you, ha, wrap your legs around my waist?”
Realizing the lie, he tried to divert my attention by kissing near my ear.
His hard head kept touching below. Pretending not to know, he’d put it in a little, then pull out when I struggled to escape. When I gasped at the feeling of being stretched tightly again, he sighed shortly.
I felt that he wanted to do it right now like this. I was scared that might happen.
“Wait, mmph…… ngh, just wait,”
Avoiding the lips trying to kiss again, I urgently embraced him. Hugging his neck, I kissed near his ear like Benedict had done.
“Let’s go…… lay me, ah, lay me, down,”
I pressed my lips to his soft earlobe and whispered that I didn’t like doing this standing. Only after doing so several times did Benedict move again.
A soft sensation pressed against my back. It was on a couch covered with a wool rug.
“Ah…… haa, ngh,”
Benedict firmly embraced me from behind and pressed his lips near my ear. The hand wrapped around my waist moved downward. Rubbing my flat stomach and below my navel, his touch went deeply between the space I’d curled up to avoid him.
“Haah……!”
Panting, I curled up my body.
The pattern of the rug was pressing against my forehead, my cheek.
I was somewhat bothered by him constantly touching my member. Unlike his, it made me feel more naked.
“What’s wrong,”
Though I tried to curl up and block him, he kept grasping me and moving soothingly. When I kept trying to hide it, he put his arm behind one knee to spread me wide open and kneaded and touched every inch. ‘I like how smooth it is.’ My face flushed bright red at the whisper touching my ear.
“You keep getting wet.”
Before I knew it, I was lying face down.
I tried to hide my excitement by pressing my thighs together. But immediately my knees were spread wide apart and my buttocks were lifted.
“No— ah, ah,”
A large hand digging between my thighs from behind grasped my member again. I felt the other hand grabbing and spreading one side of my buttocks. With that space visible like that, the front was stimulated.
“Stop, ah, ah! Th… haah, sto…p……!”
No matter how much I pleaded, he wouldn’t let go. At the touch firmly grasping and rubbing the sensitive head, my body kept twisting and tensing up.
“Ugh, nngh, haa……”
In the end, all strength completely left my body.
Tears welled at the corners of my mouth. Even when I tried to put strength in my limbs, my body that had been overstimulated had no strength. I was trembling like a newborn animal when I felt warm breath from below. When I looked back, I faced a shocking sight.
“—Ah……!!”
“……”
“Ah, don’t…! Don’t do that, ……!”
It was a sensation hot enough to melt.
Sharp pleasure shot through, driving hard along my spine.
Hot and soft.
“I…… I, don’t, hnngh,”
My waist felt like it would collapse at the maddening softness felt in that unspeakable place.
It couldn’t compare to when he’d pressed his lips to my member earlier. I was desperate, wanting to shake my waist wildly.
When I tried to escape, he pressed down harder. I was completely spread open, firmly fixed and licked. At the maddening sensation of being invaded, all strength drained away. He tried to do more, and it was useless. As that place was forcibly licked, tears burst out without my knowing.
“Don’t… hngh, I don’t like it……!”
In the midst of all this, I hated myself most for vividly imagining his red lips and the red tongue between them.
Since this was the first time I’d refused this much, Benedict seemed surprised too. Only then did he let go and pull my shoulder into an embrace.
“I’m sorry,”
He pressed his lips to my cheek, saying he didn’t know I’d dislike it.
“I was too focused.”
While receiving affectionate kisses, I hurriedly pressed my eyes with my palms. I didn’t like how I kept crying, how the situation sometimes became pitiful after I’d sobbed in front of him.
I sat up.
I was the first to suddenly pull the puzzled Benedict into an embrace.
“Just… can’t you just do it normally?”
My voice was choked.
“Just normally… just,”
Still, I liked embracing Benedict. Because of the difference in physique, I couldn’t envelop him like he did for me and could only pull his head into an embrace, but it was still good. Right now, when I embraced him was the happiest time.
“I’ll kiss you.”
When I pulled away and declared it like an announcement, Benedict laughed.
I seriously pressed my lips to his eyes curved like willow branches. Benedict, who had been stroking my back, lifted his head.
Our lips overlapped again. Our warm breaths tangled together.
Lightly biting my wet lips, he slid the hand that had been embracing my waist.
“You said you didn’t like it, but.”
Lightly caressing, I saw the fingers that withdrew were thoroughly soaked.
“Your soft place seems to have liked it.”
In fact, I’d been unbearably wet from earlier. Flushing my face bright red, I grabbed that hand and wiped it on his chest. He mischievously caressed both sides of my chest once each with his wet hand, asking if I was asking him to touch me, then pulled me into an embrace as I couldn’t meet his eyes.
“I’m happy that you seemed to like it.”
And he whispered that he wanted to lick the smooth place and below. His mischievously curved red lips kept coming to my ear. As if saying he wanted to do this, he rubbed hard with his tongue, and the wet sound licked up my eardrum.
“Absolutely not, ngh,”
“Then can I go in?”
He suddenly asked.
The eyes that met mine were smiling.
“Just a little.”
Benedict pulled my body into an embrace.
I was laid down again. He silently pressed me down and slowly, firmly pushed into the already thoroughly wet place.
I panted with my legs spread wide. I couldn’t move. Below was too full.
“Can I, move?”
Already moving, he asked playfully. His voice wrapping around lowly was like a mermaid’s from the depths of the sea.
With my whole body heated up, I endured the feeling of my insides stretching to the fullest. I couldn’t breathe or make eye contact easily.
“Ngh… ha, wa, wait,”
He really pushed in all the way. Looking up at him with surprised eyes because it hurt a little.
The eyes meeting mine up close were blazing like a brightened lamp. Benedict pulled me close. He whispered while kissing my eyes and cheeks continuously, saying he wanted to do this, wanted to go in more. The touching sensation was so lovely I couldn’t breathe. I nodded.
Led by him, I climbed together onto high waves. Like a small boat that surrenders by shattering to temptation, I consented. And I was caught in the storm. In an instant I shattered and became foam.
