Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 26
“Haah…”
For the past two days, Seria thought she had seen an unexpected side of her friend, but compared to tonight, those moments seemed like she had still known the same person.
Was this a beast or a man? Lucas acted as if he were going to devour her completely.
Was it because of the curse? Or was it simply because Lucas enjoyed it? Seria couldn’t finish her thought. With his aggressive, animalistic behavior, she couldn’t keep up, being dragged along in a daze. Her small body squirmed, but his hands persistently teased the sensitive flesh between her legs.
“Ah! Aaah, hngh… Wait, why are you so… hngh!”
“Just hold still… I spent all day studying to make you feel good. I’m better than yesterday, trust me.”
His fingers, calloused from training his swordsmanship for years, moved quickly over her delicate flesh, making a slick sound as her arousal grew. The hand that teased her c**t slid downward, coating itself in her wetness, before coming back up to continue its relentless stimulation. The explicit sound of their contact was so embarrassing that she couldn’t bear to look directly at his face.
Lucas, his cheeks slightly flushed, let his gaze wander over her arched chest, which rose and fell with her shallow breaths. Even as his hand worked between her legs, he shifted her position effortlessly, flipping her small frame beneath him. The sudden motion made her full b*****s bounce, a sight so enticing that Lucas let out a ragged breath.
Unable to resist the urge, he dipped his head and captured her chest in his mouth.
“Aah! Mmngh, nghh…”
His warm lips wrapped around her n****e, sucking with the fervor of a hungry child. The sharp sensation made her back arch uncontrollably. Overwhelmed, Seria weakly pushed at his sweat-dampened blonde hair, but before she could apply any force, Lucas clasped her hand in his own and pinned it against the bed.
The wet sounds of his mouth suckling her chest echoed obscenely in the room.
“Hngh, wait! It’s too… ngh, it’s too much!”
“Should I… hah, should I be gentler?”
His heated breath grazed her hardened n****e as he murmured, his words slightly muffled by the contact. Embarrassed and panting, Seria couldn’t form a response, and Lucas took that as an invitation to continue. His thick tongue eagerly licked the swollen peak, coaxing even more sensitivity from her.
Despite his focus on her chest, his hand below showed no mercy. It roamed purposefully between her legs, sliding down to part her slick folds. Without hesitation, his fingers pressed into her wet opening, entering deeply with a squelching sound. He curled his fingers, finding her most sensitive spot and relentlessly rubbing it.
“Aah! Aah, hngh…”
Tears welled up in her violet eyes as the overwhelming blend of pleasure and pain left her unable to stay still. Her hips twitched involuntarily, trying to escape the overstimulation.
What on earth did that book teach him? she wondered, even as her body trembled with arousal. The way he moved his fingers and devoured her chest felt wild and overwhelming. Shame and pleasure tangled together in her mind as she tried to push his hand away, though weakly.
“Ah… j-just…! Nghh, just do it already! I can’t take it…”
“I’m trying to be careful. You were in pain yesterday, remember?”
“Still… this is too… ngh!”
So, he remembered how she winced the day before. But his careful movements now weren’t much gentler—they were just as intense in a different way.
‘Who is he doing this for? Me or himself?’
Seria’s violet eyes turned downward instinctively. She wanted to see what he was doing, but with him still latching onto her chest, she couldn’t get a clear view. His golden lashes cast shadows over his blue eyes, which were hazy with desire.
It was clear that their coupling was having the desired effect on the curse. Lucas’s cheeks were flushed a healthy red, and his vitality seemed to return with every passing moment.
Looking down, Seria caught sight of her own b*****s, red and swollen from his ministrations, her n*****s slick with his saliva. The sight alone made her core clench, sending heat pooling in her belly.
As she glanced down, her gaze met Lucas’s. His blue eyes, darkened with lust, stared up at her languidly.
Without breaking eye contact, he slowly withdrew his fingers from her opening, replacing them with something far thicker and hotter.
The blunt head of his arousal pressed against her soaked folds, rubbing against her swollen entrance. Its slick, bulbous tip glided over her sensitive flesh, spreading the wetness further.
“Ah! Nghhh…”
“You’re ready enough now,” he muttered, showing her his fingers coated in her arousal. Sticky, translucent strings of her slick clung to his long fingers as he flexed them for her to see.
‘Why is he showing me that?!’
Seria blushed, humiliated, and turned her head to the side, but Lucas chuckled softly, a low, teasing sound that sent a shiver through her body.
Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, he placed his fingers in his mouth and sucked them clean.
Seria’s eyes widened in shock, her jaw dropping in disbelief.
