A Horror Game Steeped in Immorality - Volume 2 - Part 12
“At first, I thought my body was broken, I was scared…”
Lionel lifted his head, his eyes rimmed pink.
“Soon, I realized. I was born to be in heat for Leah.”
With a forlorn expression and a voice full of longing, he continued his shameful confession. His words heated my cheeks, my heart pounding perilously fast. Despite my efforts to calm down, Lionel’s scent, his low voice, and his gaze disrupted my composure.
Our eyes met. I couldn’t ignore the longing on his face.
…After all, I had to complete today’s daily mission.
I hid behind a lame excuse, showing my instincts. I couldn’t bring myself to embrace his neck, so I lightly grasped the hem of his clothes. So lightly, he might not notice. Yet, this slight touch became a catalyst for Lionel.
“Eup, aht!”
Our heated lips met fiercely. It was just a kiss, but my senses surged as if my head would explode. Even as I recoiled in surprise, Lionel didn’t forcefully pull me back. With a sinister gaze, he scrutinized my expression intensely. Lick. His tongue swept across my lips.
“Do you dislike it?”
The carriage jolted violently, throwing my body upwards.
“Doing this in a carriage is a bit…”
“You don’t dislike it, do you?”
“…”
As Lionel gently licked the corner of my mouth, I clenched my lips tightly, fearing that just opening my mouth slightly would allow his tongue to push inside, so I merely nodded my head.
“That’s enough for me.”
To him, my consent was all that mattered; the location was irrelevant as he continued the kisses. He bit and tugged at my lower lip, then rubbed it slowly between his own, eliciting an involuntary whimper of distress from me.
“Mm… Ah…”
Seizing the opportunity, his tongue pressed in. It brushed against the tender mucous membrane inside before withdrawing, only to return, exuding a dense musk.
“Uh, ha, hah…”
“Sister…”
Our breathing became increasingly rapid. The kisses were as hot as our exhaled breaths, and the saliva mingling between us moistened the entire area around our mouths.
“Ha, ah… Wait, uh!”
“Open your mouth wider. Let me lick everything.”
His intense kissing gradually pushed my body backward. Soon, my head touched the window, and my upper body slid down into a semi-reclined position on the seat. Lionel’s large, solid body loomed over mine, crushing me beneath him. The movement of the carriage was distinctly felt through my back pressed against the seat.
As the carriage shook violently, my body moved with it. Lionel placed his palm behind my head to protect it from the hard window, yet his tongue relentlessly tormented me inside. It rubbed against my palate, scooped up the saliva dripping down to my chin, and pushed it into my mouth. Gulp. The sound of saliva being swallowed echoed continuously.
“Mm, ah…! Lea… ah!”
Lionel gently lifted my legs onto the seat and rolled up my skirt above my waist. His hurried hands ruthlessly explored between my legs, drawing out the pl*asure. He fiercely whispered in my ear as he kissed it.
“Leah, cry out my name.”
“Uh, ah, ah…! Li… onel. Uh!”
His thick fingers pushed aside my underwear and entered. Even without actual penetration, a satisfied sigh escaped him. Lionel thoroughly explored my inner walls with his fingertips and then started to thrust vigorously without warning.
“Ah…!”
“Do you hear, Leah? You’re this w*t because of me. You want to take my c*ck so badly…”
“Uh, ah!”
As his hand moved, the squelching sound filled the carriage. His fingers slipped out, and the vivid sensation of fl*id trailing down beneath my b*ttocks as my inner walls twitched was unmistakable. Lionel brought his hand, now removed from within me, to his mouth as if to show it off. I could see the slick fl*id sliding down the sinewy back of his hand.
“Lionel, what are you doing!”
He looked down at me with dangerously intense eyes, extending his tongue to lick from his wrist the fl*id that had flowed out of me. I was so shocked that I couldn’t find the words to speak. As I saw his adam apple move prominently, I turned my head away.
“I want to remember how excited you got because of me. With my eyes, touch, and taste.”
“……”
“Look at me, sister.”
Lionel then lowered his trousers to his h&ps, revealing his er*ct p*nis. He slowly stroked the engorged sh*ft, taut with veins.
“I’m also… pent up like this.”
He pressed on the prec*m at the tip with his thumb and then slowly spread it over the pink tip. My lips dried up at the intensely e****c scene. I felt my exposed legs trembling and curled my toes tightly.
Lionel guided my hand to grasp his p*nis.
“Thanks to sister touching me like this… like this… every day, it has grown this much.”
“……”
It was already imposingly large back then… Had it really gotten bigger? The more I looked, the more it seemed it might have grown a bit.
“Ha, sister.”
He m*sturb@ted with my hand, looking at me voraciously with his lascivious gaze. I could feel his excitement building.
“Now it has grown enough to enter sister, hasn’t it?”
Though it was phrased as a question, it sounded more like a statement. Lionel pushed my underwe@r aside and inserted the blunt end of himself below.
“Ah!”
“Krhh, relax… so mine can get inside.”
A searing pain followed, bright enough to turn my vision blank. Inside was sufficiently w*t, but his size was brutishly large. I urgently called out to him.
“Wait, uh, hah! Don’t, don’t put it in, ah, ah!”
“Relax a bit, ha…”
Lionel thrust his p*nis into my inner w@lls, jerking his h*ps forcefully. My inner walls stretched widely, barely swallowing the head.
“You, ugh…! Ah, it’s your first time. Not like this, not here, uh, ugh!”
“If my first is with Leah, how could any place not be romantic?”
With each movement of his h*ps, my body crumpled into the corner, unable to withstand. My upper and lower body folded as if they were touching, and Lionel’s large body completely covered mine. Only my legs dangled in the air, barely indicating my presence.
“Ugh, it hurts! Go, go slowly!”
