Come and Cry at My Funeral - Chapter 131
Terrible, so terrible
trigger warning: dubcon/noncon
“Ah, stop, ngh, aah!”
Freesia couldn’t hold back her tears as she succumbed to his teasing hand. Her small hand feebly flailed towards his wrist, as if wanting to push him away.
Izar silently laughed at the sight. Never in his life had his muscles ached with such ecstasy.
Watching Freesia shake her head, not knowing what to do, filled him with satisfaction while simultaneously igniting a deeper thirst within his throat.
“Hnn, nnh, ngh.”
“Stop crying already.”
He consoled her with a voice made languid by desire. Even to his own ears, his voice sounded insincere.
But since this was only the beginning, his words weren’t entirely untrue. And the more she cried, the more he wanted to lose control and make her even wetter.
His wrist was already soaked through. At this rate, could he proceed?
Meanwhile, Freesia, with a dazed expression, only gasped for breath.
“Ha… Ah, hngh.”
Not only did he tease her entrance with his fingers, but he also gently caressed the small nub hidden inside her clenched flesh. Thanks to the moisture from her essence, even the slightest touch was overly stimulating.
The intensity was overwhelming… It felt as sweet as honey pooling on the tongue.
Even though saliva freely flowed from her panting lips, she couldn’t control her own body.
“Ah, nnngh…!”
Izar’s hand continued to leisurely rub her clxt, drawing out high-pitched moans. The tingling sensation rising from her toes made her skin even wetter, which was both embarrassing and confusing.
She was all too familiar with physical pain, but she knew nothing of pleasure. She wanted to escape, yet at the same time, she felt she could die happily in this moment.
However, the foreign sensation pressing against her heat-drenched s-x made her back arch.
Izar was pushing inside her with sticky persistence.
“Ah, aah—”
She caught a glimpse of his dark red erxctixn, and a familiar, sharp pain surged back in an instant. The pleasure that had melted her brain like honey disappeared, and Freesia scratched at Izar’s shoulders, crying.
“It hurts, ah, ah!”
She tried to endure, but it was impossible. Absolutely impossible…
<This act ends only when I can move inside you.>
She expected Izar to say that to her. Just like the night of their consummation in the past, filled with a sense of duty. Firm and cold.
But Izar’s voice in her ear was different this time.
“Freesia.”
“Hiic, ngh, uh…!”
“Freesia, relax. Just a little more.”
His voice was sharp with urgency and longing.
“You said you wanted me.”
He kissed her from her neck to her cheek and lips. Ridiculously enough, she felt she might be able to endure the splitting pain in her body with just that.
“Hiicc…”
In the end, Freesia closed her eyes and weakly nodded.
She had to force herself to relax between her legs to instinctively stop resisting him from pushing deeper inside.
Izar, bending over her, also gasped for breath.
“Ha.”
Damn it. Izar cursed silently at the dizzying pleasure that pierced his spine.
He thought this when he kissed her, but the inside of Freesia was too tight and hot. Her inner walls embraced him warmly, sweet as sticky fruit wine. His golden eyes darkened as he watched the woman beneath him cry out like a cat.
He wanted to fill her deepest parts with himself, to thrust until it was all wet and sticky. To let go of his heated, sharp rationality and mark every hidden corner of her insides with him.
However, she still instinctively tried to pull her body up, preventing him from fully thrusting in.
Even though it must be harder for her.
Even though she was soaking wet, her entrance still did not easily allow him in. The tightness around his e******n made the veins in his hand, which was gripping Freesia’s hips, stand out.
He frowned and scolded through gritted teeth.
“Stop clenching. It’ll be easier.”
“But, ngh, ah, but.”
“Ha, if you continue this, it’ll just get tighter.”
If she stimulated him any more than this, he wouldn’t be able to go any deeper…
But Freesia, not hearing his warning, panted mindlessly.
Though it was a bit easier than before, it was still only relatively ‘a bit’. Compared to his size, she was too small.
If he moved, would she break? What would happen inside? Freesia clawed at his hand and arm, crying.
“Too deep, it’s too, ngh…”
“Freesia…”
“Don’t, no more, AH!”
As Izar bent his upper body, a high-pitched sound resonated in the room. As he pushed deeper into her narrow inner walls, the fullness made Freesia’s breath catch in her throat.
“Huuk…!”
But as he bit his lip and pushed in further, the groans from the shock and pain were swallowed. Everything from her lips to her body fit seamlessly with his.
From the top of her head to her toes, a dizzying heat surged like a white flash of lightning.
“Ah! Aah…”
Between her parted lips, the frozen sound of disbelief escaped with a silver thread of saliva.
Everything was so confusing that Freesia’s eyes widened, like a beast searching for an escape.
It wasn’t like this the first time, but now, how could she…
“Hiic, ngh, ah, ahn!”
As her head tilted back, sobs that sounded like someone else’s voice kept escaping her lips.
When her thighs, filled with muscle, collided beneath her, the sound of wet flesh sticking together echoed loudly.
It was the first time she understood what physical pleasure was. She couldn’t believe any of it.
“Freesia.”
But the most unbelievable thing was that person calling her name.
