Don't Be Holy! - Chapter 45
“How many times do I have to tell you that you’re mistaken? Your eyes must have been playing tricks on you after being attacked by the monsters. Look here. Right now, you’re committing a serious disc–”
Discourtesy…….
That’s what she tried to say. But at that moment, Rubel yanked down the edge of the dress Eir was clutching tightly. Her soft upper chest, constrained until now, suddenly sprang free, and she screamed while scrambling upward.
“Th-this is r**e! Is it okay for someone claiming to wield divine power to do this?”
Mentioning divine power didn’t faze Rubel. He simply pursued the woman who had fled to the top of the bed with a cold expression. His hand swiftly grabbed her ankle.
“R**e? Did I just pull my c**k out? What did I pull out?”
For someone saying that, his grip on her ankle was quite rough.
“You pulled it out!”
Eir shrieked with a reddened face, but Rubel continued speaking calmly as if carrying out an official duty.
“This is an interrogation. S*x is normally an interactive act where both parties undress. I’m merely undressing you, with no intention of engaging in any s****l activity with you.”
With that, Rubel yanked her ankle downward. Eir’s legs spread as she was pulled down, her wide skirt riding up to reveal her white legs.
Between her spread legs, Rubel’s firm knee pressed against her delicate parts through the thin undergarments. The sensation was so strange that Eir held her breath, unable even to scream.
Rubel pinned her shoulders down while keeping her legs spread, restraining her body beneath him. In an instant, their intimate parts were pressed together with only layers of fabric between them.
“Are you that worried I might f**k you?”
His voice carried a slight hint of playfulness.
Eir let out a rough breath. She was so tense her cheeks trembled, and her heart was racing madly.
Every pose and state of dishevelment was threatening. But it was only Eir who felt this way. Rubel had merely exerted some force, his clothes weren’t disheveled, and his voice remained as cold as when he first asked, ‘Are you awake now?’
“Don’t worry needlessly.”
Suddenly she felt Rubel’s breath on her nape. He pushed his face close to Eir’s as if about to kiss her. Eir held her breath and squeezed her eyes shut. After thoroughly examining her from forehead to eyes, nose, and mouth, he lifted one corner of his mouth and said.
“It won’t get hard anyway, so there’s nothing to put in.”
Indeed, there was no stirring from the intimate parts pressed against each other.
Eir was slightly dumbfounded. The surrounding temperature, which had risen as if set ablaze, suddenly felt as if ice water had been poured over it.
“I-I mean…….”
Just as she tried to say something, Rubel suddenly grabbed Eir’s arm and examined her armpit, causing her to cry out “Kyaah!” with tears in her voice.
“That’s not the issue here!”
But Eir’s voice merely scattered in the air, not reaching Rubel’s ears at all.
Rubel’s hand brushed under her armpit. The touch of his rough hands, calloused from wielding swords, against her delicate skin felt so strange that a suppressed moan escaped involuntarily.
“Ungh~”
It was more a response to the unfamiliar act and stimulation than any particular sensation. At this, Rubel glanced up at her. Her reddened face met his deathly cold expression.
Eir felt as if his gaze was reprimanding her.
As if saying, ‘How unladylike to make such sounds.’
“You said you’d only look.”
“Can’t you be grateful that I haven’t gagged you?”
What a peculiar way to threaten to gag her if she kept chattering. Eir clamped her mouth shut, but when his hand brushed against the swollen flesh of her upper chest, she couldn’t help but let out another small cry.
His long fingers dug between her cleavage and slid down. Eir was pressing down with both hands to keep her clothes from falling, and Rubel, not wanting to use force against a woman whose arms were only as thick as his wrists, was still maintaining his position with just one finger.
Yet Eir thought.
‘At this rate, even my undergarments will be stripped off completely.’
