Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 104
No matter how much I clung to his arm or kicked the bedspread, I couldn’t break free from his grip.
Meanwhile, he had been whispering incomprehensible things into my ear.
…Crying, getting scared, getting angry all the time. You know? You’re really troublesome. I can’t predict or control your next move. Sometimes you’re so lovely I can’t stand it, but occasionally, I really feel like I’m going mad.
…But annoyingly, I keep getting swayed by you. I want to give in and accept everything.
You always have so much to say, making me look like a fool, and you’re always angry. Do you think I’m not honest enough with you?
If I tell you how much I want you, are you sure you can handle it?
At the bite on my ear, I shivered.
Huuh, nnnh. I bit my lips and looked up with teary eyes as he sighed, almost like a groan. His invading hand became more hurried.
Ah, nnngh… This, huht, this feels… str, ange…
Trembling and then suddenly going limp, I burst into tears. As I lay there sobbing, he seemed confused and hurriedly picked me up. He placed my limp, drenched body on his lap and leaned me against him.
“…Did I scare you? I’m sorry.”
He soothed me with his large hands stroking my back. I wasn’t just crying because I was startled or scared, but he couldn’t seem to discern that yet.
Still, his comforting embrace felt strangely reassuring as I quietly nestled into it.
In my own way, I could understand why Claude was so fascinated with exploring my body.
His body was entirely different from my soft, squishy one; it felt like a realm apart. Underneath the smooth skin, densely packed muscles filled every inch, making him feel more like a marble sculpture than a person.
And yet, inside that body, harboring a rough and dangerous nature…
…the part of him that remained clothed and swollen beneath his pants continued to comfort me without a hint of complaint.
“….”
Hesitating, I placed my trembling hand on the front of his clothing.
Even such a cautious touch elicited a strong reaction from him. His chest heaved as he bent over, releasing a breath like a beast.
“…Rose.”
His voice growled, mixed with a metallic edge.
But despite the threat in his tone, he didn’t rush me.
Instead, he held my gaze with a deep, intense longing that was impossible to ignore.
He was seeking my permission, so I decided to make myself clear.
“That’s enough.”
“….”
“…So now, just take me.”
My voice was small and tentative, but he didn’t miss it. As if he’d been waiting for just those words, his arms wrapped around my waist.
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But of course, the act of penetration was far too overwhelming.
“Ah… Ahhhhh…”
My body twisted with the sensation of being stretched too tightly by his intrusion.
From the overextended entrance, he pushed deeper and deeper. Before he was even halfway in, I was already breathless and trembling.
No matter how slowly and carefully he entered, no matter how much preparation was done beforehand, Rose Valentine’s interior was too narrow, and in comparison, Claude’s size was far too large.
Physiological tears streamed down, and whimpers like a lost puppy escaped through my clenched teeth.
So, I clung to him, to his embrace, as if he was my life raft.
I buried my face in his neck and wept bitterly.
“Ngh, Rose… if you continue clenching down like this, you’ll get hurt.”
Relax a bit… Claude whispered with a strangled groan. But it’s not like I could just relax on command.
Eventually, as I sobbed and dribbled tears and snot, Claude stopped his advance.
“Rose, look at me.”
A hand suddenly forced my face buried in his embrace to turn towards him. I resisted fiercely, holding onto him even tighter.
He eventually gave up trying to turn my head and instead soothed me by stroking my head.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
I nodded vigorously.
“…Should I stop?”
I shook my head.
“Ha, then what should we do?”
That wasn’t a question that could be answered with a nod or shake of the head…
Feeling overwhelmed by the situation, I sobbed quietly.
I didn’t know what I wanted from him. Was I just looking to escape the pain and fear, or did I want to embrace him fully despite it all?
The intrusion felt too large, painful, and scary. I wanted to escape it all.
But at the same time, there was a clear desire to connect with him more deeply, to endure all of it for the sake of us being together.
