If You're Being Held Hostage, Wiggle the Carrot! - Chapter 45
Slowly, his hand moved. His palm adhered to the soft, milky thigh as he went up her slender leg. Moisture kept it slightly stuck, refusing to let go due to a light sheen of sweat. When he gripped and released, faint red marks appeared briefly, then vanished. Were female bodies naturally this soft and delicate? He had no basis since he’d never touched one before.
Unintentionally, he became engrossed. As he trailed his hand along her skin, her slender waist twisted from side to side, and pressing firmly on the inner thigh made her waist arch slightly.
Although he spoke excitedly to Ruby, this was Ivan’s first time doing something like this. He gradually raised his hand, recalling the techniques he had learned just in case.
When he reached her thighs, his fingertips caught her underwear. The underwear, which was tied with straps on the left and right sides, came undone easily with a light motion.
“…Is it supposed to come off this easily?”
“Uh, what?”
At his odd question, Ruby raised her head to look at him, but his gaze was fixed solely on one place.
“You’ve been walking around in underwear that unravels this easily, and in a skirt that short?”
“What are you talking about?”
Ivan thought he might have to change all the servant garments to longer skirts as he pulled down her underwear. It was concealed by the skirt, but now, her lower body was left unprotected. He swallowed hard.
Although he only moments before had thought that he should change into a long skirt altogether, he pulled it up, finding it cumbersome for now. The sight of her exposed p*ssy sent him into a feverish frenzy.
Perhaps he had been too bold with his remarks? He was half regretful that he wanted her to bite him like she did before, and half relieved that they weren’t outside.
Her pink pubic hair was a little damp at the tips. Knowing what she was wet with, he grabbed her pelvis and pulled hard. Her soft *ss brushed against his leg. He bent his knees and sat up, firmly grasping her pelvis and straddling her thighs.
The legs suddenly spread wide apart and exposed the slit between them. Her p*ssy, glistening with juices, was pink like her pubic hair, and her protruding cl*t was a slightly darker shade.
Ivan chuckled to himself as he realized that she looked like down there. “You’re a mess.”
At his words, Ruby giggled and looked up.
“Hmm, Your Grace.”
“…Hmm?”
“Don’t just look at it…”
Ivan gritted his teeth and flicked her cl*t, leaving her blushing with not the slightest hint of shame. That alone made Ruby gasp in surprise.
Seeing her juices flowing through her slit, Ivan began to rub her cl*t with his thumb.
“Hmph!”
Even with simple repetitive movements, Ruby thought stars were flying before her eyes. She gasped and closed her eyes at the newfound pleasure, having never thought to touch it there during all her time in heat.
Meanwhile, Ivan felt like he was going crazy due to the strong pheromones coming from her leaking love juice. He gritted her teeth, afraid that he was going to lose his mind and do something. The feel of it under his fingertips was maddening. Every inch of flesh against his palm was so soft he wanted to take it in his mouth and chew on it.
But he hadn’t forgotten what he had to do now. Aiming to relieve Ruby’s estrous fever, Ivan rubbed her cl*toris and ran his other hand through her cleft. It was enough to make his fingertips burn. He worried that his fingers would melt if he put them in that hot spot, but he was already digging in.
“Haah!”
One of his fingers was completely buried up to the root. As he expected, her hot, squishy flesh welcomed him and squeezed his finger tightly.
“Haa…”
Exhaling a breath as hot as hers, Ivan caressed her inner walls and mumbled, “How’s that, better than carrots?”
