Can Someone (Anyone!) Please Turn Off the Auto-Skill Setting?! - Chapter 90
“Your touch… it feels a bit too sensual, don’t you think?”
When Nancy voiced her suspicion, he denied it.
Ever since Shije had exposed Aaron’s possessive feelings toward her back at the Demon King’s Castle, Aaron had been deeply troubled.
‘I can make it so no one else sees her as anything more than a mere pepper.’
When he heard that, he couldn’t resist. It was such an alluring offer. What if Nancy could see everyone else in the world as just peppers, and only him as a man?
Pathetically, even after defeating Shije, he sometimes found himself wondering what might have happened if he had accepted her offer.
But he knew it wasn’t right. That wasn’t normal.
He decided he had to find a socially acceptable way to deal with his obsessive urges.
When he thought of social acceptability, what came to mind was marriage. Marriage would give him the legal right to claim her as his own in front of everyone.
How should he bring it up? His face remained shadowed in thought.
Of course, the biggest issue was not the proposal itself but how she would react. Even though she truly liked him, he had no way of knowing if she had ever seriously thought about marriage with him.
What if she didn’t want to marry him? How could he change her mind?
Aaron had no choice but to think from his own perspective. If it were him, what kind of man would he want to marry?
There were many things to consider, but the quality he focused on was a man who could be trusted.
“Nancy, how does it feel? Does it feel good?”
A man who could be trusted. A man who was dependable. A man who was helpful enough to be relied on.
As he massaged her body with care, Aaron’s more explicit desires began to surface more blatantly than he intended.
“It doesn’t feel good, ah, and stop rubbing in weird places! You’re just thinking about perverted things, aren’t you?!”
Nancy had felt guilty for Aaron all this time. She’d turned someone who valued chastity into a man who seemed perpetually aroused, and that weighed on her conscience.
Since they had returned, the only physical contact they’d had was hugs and kisses, which made her believe he truly was the same old chaste man. His true nature wasn’t that of a man constantly obsessed with lust.
But now, looking at him… turns out she was wrong. He had just been holding back, and this man was far from chaste. Unable to restrain his s-xual desires, all the perverted acts he had been imagining were now coming to the surface.
“You pervert! You insatiable pervert!”
When Nancy shouted, Aaron continued massaging her, unfazed, admitting she wasn’t wrong.
“So when are you going back to normal size?”
“I told you, I don’t know!”
Nancy grabbed his fingers as they rubbed between her legs. Though she wanted to push him away, it was difficult because of the soap making everything slippery.
When she tried to shift her hips to move away, she ended up stimulating herself even more.
“It feels like I’m going to burst down there. Could you touch me just one more time?”
Aaron lifted her slippery, soap-covered body and placed her back on his s***t. This time, she was so slippery that he had to support her with both hands to keep her steady.
Standing on his palm, Nancy hugged his s***t. The soapy water on her body made everything incredibly slick. As she rubbed under the thick tip of his head, Aaron’s breathing grew ragged again.
His breathing was faster now than before, as the stimulation seemed to be even more intense.
“I want to put it in. Nancy, I want to put it all inside you, into your tight little pxssy.”
Though he pleaded, and she wanted to grant his wish, it was impossible. When she told him no, he clenched his eyes shut and grit his teeth, exhaling through them. Before he could climax, he lifted her and placed her back into the basin. After rinsing the soapy water from her, he dried her with a soft towel, leaving a pleasant soap scent on her skin.
Aaron cupped her in both hands and stared at her in silence. He kept looking at her as if she would grow bigger just by his gaze alone.
“Looking at me like that won’t help. This is something I can’t control.”
Only then did Aaron seem to understand, placing her on the pillow. To her shrunken body, the pillow felt like a bed.
He covered her with a towel instead of a blanket, and it felt like sleep would soon take over. But then the pillow seemed to grow smaller, and the towel that had once been more than enough to cover her was now too small.
“Nancy.”
Nancy pretended to be asleep. She knew that if she opened her eyes, if he realized she wasn’t asleep, something might happen. So she stayed as quiet as a mouse, but Aaron grabbed her hips.
“Now that you’re big enough, I can put it in, right?”
“…….”
“You didn’t say no, so I’m going to put it in, okay?”
