Can Someone (Anyone!) Please Turn Off the Auto-Skill Setting?! - Chapter 25
The voice whispering in her ear sent chills down her spine. She wanted him to stop, yet at the same time, she secretly wished he’d whisper more. It was strange, even to herself, how relieved she felt when he refused to let go.
“I… don’t know.”
That was the only answer she could muster after a long pause. Right now, there were no words that could adequately explain her feelings. Was she really this weak when it came to desire? No, this was all because of that cursed skill.
Nancy forced herself to look up at him, thinking she could break free if she used the [ Persuasion ] skill and convinced him to let her go.
But staring into his eyes, now completely clouded by heat, she found herself speechless. Nancy knew exactly what that gaze meant.
He had no intention of stopping at simply holding her in his arms or breathing in her scent.
Aaron bit down on his lower lip as he inched closer. Nancy, as if entranced, watched him, unable to move or resist. She had no will to stop him. Maybe it was okay to just let him have what he wanted.
Finally, his warm lips pressed firmly against her forehead. Her whole body was already burning up, but the warmth of his touch felt strangely soothing. Maybe his lips were colder than she thought, given how her body jerked slightly when they touched.
His lips pulled away only to return to gently graze her cheek.
As he repeated this, pulling back and then returning, a soft smacking sound filled the air.
“Nancy.”
Aaron called her name in a voice filled with urgency. He kept repeating her name, kissing her as if pleading with her.
“Wait, wait! Stop… If we don’t stop here, this is going to be a disaster!”
Nancy tried to reason with him, but Aaron had already lost all sense of rationality. He looked at her with dazed eyes, tilting his head, clearly unable to understand her words through the haze of desire.
“You’re a paladin, remember? You took a vow of chastity to God. Is this really okay for you?”
At the mention of God, Aaron’s eyes briefly cleared, a flicker of realization passing through them.
“No… No, it’s not. I shouldn’t be doing this.”
But that moment of clarity vanished as quickly as it came. His gaze became hazy again, and he resumed planting kisses all over her face—her cheeks, her brow, her nose, and her eyes.
“Then why… ahh… why do you keep… nngh…”
Nancy twisted her head to avoid him, but Aaron held her head firmly in place, continuing his fervent kisses. Every time his lips touched her, she flinched, soft whimpers escaping her.
Why was he doing this when he knew it was wrong? Aaron himself couldn’t answer that question.
He knew that if this continued, he would surely be expelled from the Holy Order. He wasn’t bold enough to carry on as if nothing had happened. He would confess everything to the commander the moment he saw him, and then he’d be dismissed in disgrace—just like the knights he had once looked down upon.
The thought of being judged terrified him, but there was no going back now.
‘But I haven’t lost my chastity yet, right?’
Perhaps the commander would stop him, tell him he hadn’t crossed the line. Technically, Aaron hadn’t lost his chastity. He was still standing on the edge, able to pull back.
But what difference did it make now? The damage was done. He had come to the realization that he enjoyed touching Nancy, and now he couldn’t stop. He wanted to touch her more, to caress every part of her.
From her crown of her head to the very tips of her toes.
Every inch of her.
‘You will experience uncontrollable waves of emotion,’ the prophet had warned. They had been right. If Aaron were to lose his ability to hear the voice of God, he might as well become a poet with how precisely he could now describe his feelings.
His chest heaved as if he was about to be sick. This massive wave of emotion swallowed him whole, leaving him helpless.
Aaron’s lips crashed down onto Nancy’s. As she exhaled, her lips parted slightly, and his tongue slid into her mouth. The gentle kiss quickly turned into something fierce and overwhelming.
Startled by the sudden intrusion, Nancy reflexively pushed against his chest. In response, Aaron pushed her down, pinning her wrists above her head.
“Wait, Aaron—mmh!”
Before she could catch her breath, his lips were on hers again. Pinned beneath his weight, she had no choice but to accept his thick tongue invading her mouth.
Am I being devoured?
For a moment, Nancy feared he might literally consume her. But thankfully, though his actions were rough, Aaron was not as beastly as she feared. He stroked and caressed her tongue and the tender parts of her mouth.
Despite his initial aggression, the kiss was surprisingly gentle. It was that gentleness that caused her to let her guard down, making her forget her fear. As Aaron tilted his head and explored her mouth, she instinctively moved her head in response.
His kindness was disarming, and she couldn’t help but respond in kind, her defenses completely crumbling under his tender assault.
