I Pray That You Forget Me - Chapter 95
‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.
read more chapters on luna kofi
“Get out.”
I would have been truly happy if he was telling me that.
The Major roughly pushed away Brigitta, who was still struggling between his legs, and told her to leave. Brigitta picked up her clothes, collected her payment, and headed for the door.
As she passed me, she gave me a meaningful look. That’s when I remembered something I had temporarily forgotten due to the Major’s presence.
‘She’s going to tell Johann that I’m working here.’
I couldn’t let her leave like this. My body moved before my mind caught up due to my anxiety. I grabbed Brigitta’s arm as she had already passed me.
“What’s this? Let go.”
“Miss Ratz… It’s just…”
I couldn’t think of what to say to stop Brigitta. Meanwhile, she swung her arm as if shaking off a piece of fallen leaf, and my hand was easily brushed away. I still had nothing to say.
I hoped that another part of my smart self would find a way out of this crisis, but no ideas came to mind; my head was just blank. Perhaps it only worked when a soldier was yelling at me to speak.
“Major, I’ll be leaving now.”
It was a critical moment. Just as I was about to run after Brigitta, feeling more anxious, the Major called out.
“Freckles.”
The Major, lounging against the bed and only sipping from his bottle, called out to Brigitta.
“My leverage over that fanatic is mine. If I lose it, you’ll disappear too.”
The Major was threatening Brigitta to keep quiet if she was to expose my weakness. It was strange—should I be grateful for him dealing with an enemy?
In any case, it was a relief. If only the Major would leave to take a bath, I could clean up the bed and escape. But the Major continued drinking and making a fuss from the early morning.
“Why should I teach you? Only Johann Renner will feel good.”
I had wondered why he suddenly kicked Brigitta out. It wasn’t because he lost interest in her; it was because he didn’t want me learning Brigitta’s techniques and using them on Johann.
‘Earlier, you told me to learn and do it.’
He must have thought I would never be able to do it.
Major Felkner was truly pitiful. After all, I had already received significant instruction by then.
* * *
That night, I watched Johann as he sat at the dining table grading students’ homework, just as I usually did. I crawled underneath the table.
“What did you drop?”
Johann asked without looking down, seemingly unable to stop his pen. It was a relief.
“Be careful not to bump your head…”
The moment I placed my hand between his legs, Johann’s voice and the sound of the pen scratching the paper suddenly stopped.
“…Rize? What are you doing…”
As Johann tried to lean down to see, I urgently stopped him.
“Don’t look. I’ll be too embarrassed and might end up hitting my head trying to escape.”
Johann chuckled at my petty threat but complied with my request. Once I heard the sound of the pen moving above me again, I proceeded to undo his trousers.
The anticipation had evidently built up, and Johann was already half e-ect. I took it in my hand and first kissed the hot tip. Johann flinched, exhaling what sounded like a mix of a laugh and a sigh, and continued with his pen.
After a few shakes with my hand and licking from the base to the tip, Johann’s member became rock-hard and stood upright. Johann’s body was now ready.
I just needed to be ready too. I first moistened my upper and lower lips with my tongue and then curled my lips inward. Having completed my preparations, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves before finally taking the tip of Johann’s member into my mouth.
“Ugh…”
As soon as I took it in, I heard a groan from above. Although Johann often reacted this way when I took him in, today seemed to be more intense. Gaining confidence, I tried to take him deeper and began to move my head, but soon found myself in an awkward position.
‘My teeth keep touching it.’
Every time Johann’s member was pulled out of my mouth, my lips came along with it. A few times, I ended up scraping his skin with my teeth. It was much harder than I expected.
‘I should have practiced first. But how does one even practice something like this?’
I was genuinely serious about it, yet Johann seemed amused. A soft chuckle kept coming from above. Just as I was about to feel discouraged, thinking that perhaps I was failing and making him laugh, Johann spoke up.
“Finally, the delightful lewd Rize has returned.”
His voice was welcoming.
“It seems I have come to ardently love even your lewd side. I’ve missed you terribly.”
I was overjoyed by his words, so much so that I almost hit my head on the table. Johann said he ardently loves ‘Rize,’ the lewd side of me. He specifically mentioned loving me.
It meant Johann loved not just Dana, but me as well.
Then I will make you love only me.
Johann’s words reinvigorated me, filling me with renewed motivation. I shook my head to refocus and get back to it. Grateful that I had returned to my usual self, I noticed Johann had fallen silent.
Though the pen still moved, the breaths I heard from the table became increasingly irregular and rough.
‘It seems I’m doing well this time.’
