Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 10
The sight of her friend, who seemed so unfamiliar in this moment, staring up at her, left Seria frozen.
She lifted her hand to brush the blond head leaning against her chest, but hesitated. If she rejected his touch now, his arousal—something that had been so difficult to bring about earlier—might dissipate. She remembered how much trouble she had gone through when he had been completely unresponsive at first.
She knew why Lucas was acting this way. Everyone knew that rushing into it without proper foreplay would cause significant pain.
‘If we’re going to do it, we might as well do it without pain.’
Letting out a small sigh, Seria finally lifted her hand and gently stroked his soft blond hair. Taking this as silent permission, Lucas hesitated briefly before placing his lips back on her chest. The rounded softness of her b****t disappeared between his lips, which were warm and moist.
Lucas began by lightly licking her n****e with his tongue, before gradually increasing his pace, sucking it fervently like a child nursing at its mother’s b****t.
“Ah! Hnng, mmnh…”
The sensation was indescribably strange. A tingling heat radiated from her chest, spreading through her entire body. The unfamiliar warmth settled in her lower abdomen, making her toes curl involuntarily. Her hips twitched of their own accord, and soft, breathy moans escaped her lips.
Even though she had given her unspoken consent, she couldn’t help but feel that his actions were overly blatant. Biting her lip hard, Seria tried to push Lucas’s mouth away from her chest. The stimulation was far too intense to endure.
However, Lucas ignored her weak resistance and sucked on the peak of her b****t even more fervently. His rough tongue teased her e***t n****e greedily, swirling and flicking it with vigor. His hot mouth sealed around her sensitive peak, sucking loudly as if savoring a sweet dessert.
Not content with focusing on just one b****t, Lucas’s free hand roamed over the curve of her other, eagerly cupping it.
“Haa, ahh, mm…”
Lucas’s large hand kneaded her other b****t possessively, his fingers pinching and rolling the n****e with increasing intensity. As the relentless stimulation continued, Seria felt a sticky wetness gathering between her legs. The strange sensation left her breathless, her panting growing heavier by the second.
The wet, slurping sounds Lucas made as he devoured her chest filled the room for what felt like an eternity. Unable to bear it any longer, Seria reached up to stop him, but her small hand was easily restrained by his firm grip.
“Hngh, ahh, stop, it’s too… ngh…”
Seria didn’t know how to respond to this unfamiliar side of Lucas. The man who had always been rigidly moral to the point of obsession was now so visibly aroused, sucking on her chest with no regard for anything else. It was as if he didn’t even care that the b****t in his mouth belonged to his childhood friend.
“Ahh, mm… ahh!”
“Haa…”
The heat of their breaths filled the bedroom, warming the air between them. Finally, Lucas released her chest with a deep inhale, his breathing ragged. As he straightened his upper body, the massive size of him caused the bed to creak and shift.
Through her hazy vision, Seria saw the towering figure of Lucas above her. It was the first time she had ever seen a man’s bare skin like this.
His robe hung open, exposing a muscular physique that seemed almost threatening. His broad, thick chest and defined abs rippled as he heaved heavy breaths, each rise and fall of his body accentuating their contours.
With sweat glistening on his skin, Lucas swept his damp bangs back and lowered his gaze. His sharp blue eyes roamed over her body, pausing on her flushed, wet chest. The red peaks, slick with saliva, seemed obscenely e****c under his intense gaze.
His eyes continued downward, lingering on her soft waist. He seemed to hesitate briefly, his breath uneven, before reaching for the tie of his robe. With a single motion, he untied it, letting the silk fall away from his body.
Seria, who had briefly closed her eyes, startled at the sound of fabric slipping off. She opened her eyes just in time to see Lucas discard both his robe and underwear in one motion. Her breath hitched audibly.
Gone was the unresponsive state from earlier. Now, his fully e***t member stood prominently, twitching with its own vitality as if it had a life of its own.
The tip glistened with sticky, clear fluid that dripped down its length, starkly contrasting the rest of his toned body. While Lucas’s face was strikingly handsome, almost angelic in its softness, the primal, beast-like presence of his lower half was overwhelming. The engorged veins running along the length made her instinctively uneasy—as someone seeing a man’s arousal for the first time, it was almost terrifying.
