Breeding Season - Chapter 32
Eventually, Siren buried her face in his firm chest.
“What’s wrong? Embarrassed?”
“…Ashamed, I am.”
“Of what. Being wet?”
“Don’t say that.”
“You’re sulking.”
He must have done this many times before. It wasn’t natural to be jealous of that.
He was a handsome man, and no one would leave a man like him alone. Even her own sister was like that.
In any world, if something is beautiful, there are many who covet it. So it wasn’t that she disliked his familiar appearance… it was just, just really embarrassing.
“I’m like this because of you too… but I’m not embarrassed at all?”
“That’s, becau-, because you’re… you’re used to it.”
“Me? Who says that? That I’m used to it.”
His voice seemed to have hardened, and Siren flinched and trembled. Wondering if she had made a slip of the tongue, she carefully raised her head, only to see a smiling face.
Only then did she realize she had been teased, and she felt genuinely wronged.
“It’s natural. Both that you are wet. And that mine is swollen.”
“Hk…! Again, again….”
“I’ll make you feel good.”
“Ah…….”
His hand slipped between the folds of her skirt.
In the already rolled-up area, damp underwear was situated. He never put his hand inside. Only caressing the sticky silk above.
Even so, the excitement, which she thought had cooled down, rose again.
“Do you know how lewd you look right now?”
In his green eyes looking down at her, a slight excitement flickered. For some reason, she felt like she was being eaten up by just his gaze, and she reflexively covered her chest and turned her head.
Not that it wouldn’t be quickly pulled back down, though.
“Aah, a, ah!”
I don’t know about this kind of thing. I don’t know, but… it feels good.
His thick thumb gently caressed the plumply swollen c******s, as if scratching it, then quickly flicked it. She, who was shaking her hips without even realizing it, quickly reached her climax in just a few seconds.
“You’re quite the little rabbit.”
“Ha, don’t lick me! It’s dirty!”
Yasamin licked up the finger that had been touching her below.
Seeing that, Siren opened her eyes wide and screamed.
“It’s not dirty.”
“Bu, but… but…… pervert.”
“Oh, the noble princess can even swear.”
How can he lick that? How?
Her face, as well as her ears, turned bright red, and she looked like she was about to cry as she glared at Yasamin with all her might. She knew that it wouldn’t be scary, let alone ticklish, but she couldn’t control this feeling.
“You have to open your eyes prettily. If someone has shown you unknown pleasure, you have to say thank you.”
“That’s…….”
“Try it. Say, thank you for letting me go.”
“…….”
Was I this prideful?
No. No, but why can’t my mouth open?
It’s just saying thank you, but something keeps welling up inside, and it doesn’t come out easily.
“Cute. You’ve got quite the temper, subtly.”
Yasamin, who was watching her as if imprisoning her, tickled her chin. Realizing that it was a signal to tell her to speak quickly, she dropped her eyes and mumbled.
“…For letting me… go… thank… you.”
“That’s right. You must want to wash up, will you wash alone this time too?”
“Yes…….”
It wasn’t that she intended to have a battle of wills, but that’s how it ended up.
It was strange that the face that looked younger than her during the day now looked so much older, and Siren quietly looked up at Yasamin.
While being quietly held in his arms.
He, buried in the darkness, seemed like a person who had lived a lonely life for 1,000 years, and sometimes like a strangely shaped rock that had been weathered away.
“Go wash up. Let’s have dinner after that.”
A person who is in a category too far to understand.
But a person who is kind and gentle, making her inadvertently act spoiled.
Siren went into the warm water and curled up her whole body. As if trying to protect herself from the surrounding changes.
Even so, if there’s one thing that’s certain, it’s that she absolutely doesn’t want to go back to the past.
The next day, she woke up in Yasamin’s arms.
Siren, who heard the sound of a book page turning, opened her mouth as if mumbling.
“Do you… like… reading books?”
“I don’t like it.”
It’s a surprisingly firm answer. But he always seems to be close to books.
“I just read it because if you do even the act of reading, time passes quickly.”
“Do you… want time to pass quickly?”
“No. Time is always the same anyway.”
An enigmatic person.
When she barely managed to get up, she saw that he was wearing glasses.
It was such an unexpected sight that Siren rubbed her eyes.
Samara
Cute