Overpowered Reincarnation Perks! - Chapter 13.2π
His fingers touched my n*pples, which had hardened just from the friction of his palm. He flicked the n*pple lightly with his index finger, then pressed and rolled it gently with his thumb.
I couldn’t turn away, even though it was so explicit how he was touching my body.
If I didn’t look at his face, I might mistake this for being toyed with by a stranger…
No, that was an excuse.
I simply couldn’t take my eyes off him.
I never knew that the back of his hand that always elegantly twisted open medicine bottles, the fingers that held tweezers, the neat nails and surprisingly firm knuckles could move so delicately.
‘I can’t look away.’
The sensation of sharp teeth.
Hot breath.
A low voice flowing as if crawling over my skin.
Lips and tongue moving slowly and persistently, yet delicately.
My body slowly crumbled under the gentle touch caressing my spine. Why does my throat feel so dry when he’s touching my skin so softly?
I placed my hand on the back of his. I could feel the bones moving under the thin skin.
Our eyes reflecting each other drew closer. Our lips touched briefly with a soft sound and parted, feeling almost painfully hot. I couldn’t tell if he was hot or if I was cold.
Though he was just caressing me slowly, it felt like my body was melting on top of him.
Squeeze. As the flesh bulged between his fingers gripping my chest, he changed the angle to cup from below, making the n*pples stand firm as they gathered in the center.
Was my chest always shaped like this? As I stared, Arvan’s face drew closer.
“Ah…!”
At first, he buried his face between my br*asts, gently rubbing his cheeks, then soon opened his large mouth and bit my left br*ast. The sensation of sharp teeth was brief, soon replaced by hot breath enveloping my chest and a moist tongue touching the peak.
His strong arm wrapped around my waist as it reflexively twitched. Haa. A low breath flowed as if crawling over my skin. That intense contact was so stimulating that I finally couldn’t resist and embraced his head.
It was at that moment that the mouth enveloping one br*ast strongly sucked in the n*pple.
“Ah, nng.”
Slowly. But persistently.
Arvan’s tongue movements weren’t strong, but they were delicate. He licked the entire *reola up and down, then rubbed just the n*pple, before wrapping it with his tongue and sucking.
As he sucked my br*ast, my jaw went slack and my mouth opened involuntarily.
“Huu. Huuh.”
Heated sighs escaped as I nodded my head.
The hand supporting my waist moved up to my back, grasped the shirt collar, and pulled it down. The shirt that had been ambiguously hanging, neither on nor off, was pulled down.
The cool air on my lower back was brief, soon replaced by a warm hand enveloping my back and slowly stroking up to the nape of my neck. While his mouth sucked my br*ast, his hand moved as if soothing me.
My body slowly crumbled under that touch. Arvan pulled his upper body back slightly to make me comfortable and let me lean on him. Suddenly, I found myself in a position as if I was straddling him and offering my br*ast to suckle.
I wanted to avoid it out of embarrassment, but I also didn’t want to because the sensation of him rubbing my chest and sucking my n*pples felt good.
‘Am I crazy for enjoying having this part sucked?’
My body trembled with shame as the strength left my shoulders.
“Arvan. I……”
“Can I touch you down there too?”
After continuously sucking my chest, was he waiting for the right moment to ask for permission? Slightly annoyed, I slapped the back of his hand as it tried to move below my waist.
“Wait.”
I completely removed the shirt hanging at my waist and raised my body slightly by bending my knees. I undid the side buttons of the skirt that had already rolled up and was no longer functional, letting it fall away, leaving me with only underwear on.
Arvan’s face momentarily tensed. His slightly trembling purple eyes moved to my saliva-wet chest, then slowly descended. The lower part of my underwear, which he hadn’t even touched, was soaking wet.
It’s fortunate this is a dark room. That only Arvan can see me like this.
“Don’t stare too much.”
“S-sorry.”
“I’m joking. You can look. But before that.”
I smiled gently and then, placing my hand on Arvan’s abdomen, I lowered my waist.
As I rubbed my v*lva against his *rection bulging through his pants, his mouth clamped shut and the muscles in his jaw tensed. Is he nervous because it’s his first time?
“Make me feel good.”
It sounded more like whining than seduction, but Arvan’s eyes widened and he raised his upper body. Thanks to that, he caught me as I almost fell backward.
“You can’t scream.”
What’s that about? Suddenly?
Before I could understand the meaning of his abrupt words, he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into his arms. Then his other hand went between my thighs and firmly pressed against the most soaked part.
“Huk!?”
His long fingers pressed firmly against my v*lva through the fabric, then pulled the underwear with two fingers and let it snap back.
The sensation of the elastic fabric being pulled and slapping back was unfamiliar.
He playfully rubbed the edge of the underwear, then caressed it again, lightly pulling on the cl*toris that was touchable even through the wet fabric.
When he twisted it slightly, a tingling sensation rose from below as if tracing my body. My mouth opened involuntarily.
“Shh. No.”
Before a whimper could escape my parted lips, he sealed my mouth with his. Mmm. A nasal sound reflexively escaped.
Unlike his left hand gently caressing my spine, his right hand didn’t stop teasing below and started to knead my v*lva with his entire palm. Unlike when he touched my chest, this gesture had considerable force behind it.
“Mmng! Nngh!”
A firm palm felt through the wet fabric. There should be a rubbing sound, but only wet squelching noises came from the soaked cloth being crumpled.
“You’re this wet.”
Arvan’s voice sounded slightly amazed. He seemed fascinated to experience the changes in a woman’s body that he had only known in theory.
“Don’t be tense. It’s okay.”
Not knowing what was okay, I rolled my eyes to look at him, and he slightly curved his eyes and dropped his lips on my forehead. His face wore the most affectionate expression, yet why were his fingers, slipping inside my underwear, so lewd?
“Ah. Uh.”
Unlike the cold, wet fabric, Arvan’s fingers were warm, making me feel strange.
It felt so unfamiliar to have a man’s hand there without even taking off my underwear.
His hand was large and should have been tight to move, but Arvan’s fingers moved skillfully as if there was no discomfort at all. He raised his long middle finger, inserted it between the l*bia, and rubbed it while rolling my cl*toris with his thumb, causing my body to gradually lose strength and my legs to spread.
Haa. Warm breath touched my ear.
“Ju-in, you’re cute.”
Arvan whispered to me as I panted, exhaling misty breaths while straddling his thigh. I’m dying of embarrassment, yet I don’t know what part of me he finds cute.
As I turned my head away in embarrassment, Arvan’s lips lightly covered my ear. Biting my earlobe gently, the sigh he softly breathed into my ear was mixed with admiration and excitement.
“You’re so beautiful. Really.”
He whispered incomprehensible words as he pushed one knuckle of the finger that had been fondling my v*lva into my v*gina. The unfamiliar stimulation made me tense down there, tightening inside. Involuntarily, gasping breaths escaped, and my thighs, which had relaxed, tensed up again, closing.
