Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 59
Seria’s soft thighs were continuously prodded by his hard member. As she glanced down, Lucas, looking awkward, pulled the blanket over both of them.
“Don’t mind it. I’m reflecting on my past mistakes. I’ll hold back this time as a sign of my remorse.”
“Huuh, but how am I supposed to ignore it…”
As Seria’s gaze kept flickering downward, Lucas inhaled deeply as if trying to suppress something, rubbing at the corner of his lips. His entire face, including the tips of his ears, flushed bright red like a ripe apple.
“It’ll calm down soon. Just holding you is enough for me.”
“…But you can, you know.”
“…What?”
Lucas’s mouth dropped open in surprise. Seria turned her head away, pouting. She was being as direct as possible; if he didn’t get it, then she was really ready to drop the whole thing.
“I’m not scared. I was looking forward to it, actually. But whatever, forget it if you don’t feel like it—ah!”
Before she could even finish her sentence, Lucas sat up abruptly, throwing the blanket off the bed. Their bodies were suddenly exposed to each other, with no time to feel embarrassed. In an instant, Lucas had spread Seria’s legs and settled between them.
“No way. Thank you for being honest with me. To tell the truth, I really want to do this.”
“Ah! Hngh…”
Without hesitation, Lucas’s red lips enveloped one of her sensitive peaks, drawing a soft moan from Seria’s lips. One hand firmly kneaded her b****t while his mouth greedily sucked on the other. His rough eagerness made it impossible to understand why he had held back in the first place.
“Hey, you! Slow down, hngh… ah!”
His thick tongue hungrily lapped at her now-hardened n****e. The frantic movements of his tongue on her chest sent heat radiating downward, causing wetness to gush from her already damp core.
His hand, which had been roaming along her waist, parted the small patch of curls below and gently spread her slick folds. His long fingers began rubbing up and down her flushed, sensitive flesh, quickly drenching the space between her legs.
While still teasing her chest, Lucas locked eyes with Seria. His blue eyes swirled with barely concealed desire.
Before she knew it, Seria had spread her legs wide open, her hips twitching in anticipation. Her core clenched instinctively, driving her nearly mad with need. She wanted him to fill her immediately.
“Hngh… ah, ahhh!”
“So sweet.”
Lucas murmured in admiration, his lips still latched onto her b****t. He continued to stroke her below, his hand drenched in her arousal as her hips jerked uncontrollably.
“Ah, Lucas, hngh… your clothes…”
Seria’s small hands grasped at his golden hair, holding him close to her chest. Her soft cries of pleasure spilled from her lips as the heat building between her thighs spread throughout her entire body, leaving her trembling from head to toe.
The thick fingers teasing her folds soon pressed into her entrance. As his fingers began thrusting rhythmically into her, the sound of slick, obscene squelching filled the room. Seria clung to his back, crying out as her body shuddered.
Lucas lifted himself slightly, gazing intently at her now-dripping center. He parted her pale thighs, exposing her glistening, flushed core.
“Hah, Seria. You’re so sexy.”
“Ah, stop saying stuff like that. It’s embarrassing.”
Why couldn’t he just do it without making such comments? Seria covered her face in embarrassment, but Lucas gently pulled her hands away.
“Don’t hide your face. I want to see you while we do this.”
“It’s embarrassing…”
“Don’t be embarrassed. We’ll be doing this a lot from now on anyway.”
Lucas chuckled, his low voice reverberating in his chest. He grabbed his throbbing length and began rubbing it against the wet heat between her thighs. The blunt head brushed against her sensitive folds, making her hips twist involuntarily.
His teasing was maddening. It felt as though he was about to enter but kept deliberately missing the mark, causing Seria to let out a frustrated sigh. Her exasperated, almost pleading expression made Lucas’s smile deepen.
“Want to see how it goes in?”
He took her small hand resting on his stomach and guided it downward. Her fingers brushed against his slick length, and she could feel the solid, warm flesh gliding through her folds. Embarrassment turned her face crimson.
“This is so embarrassing. I don’t like this…”
“Liar. You’re even more excited. Look, you’re getting wetter.”
“That’s only because you keep touching me—ahh!”
Her protest was cut off when his heated length pressed firmly against her sensitive bud, grinding into it. The sensation made her twist uncontrollably beneath him, unable to finish her sentence.
Lucas, barely restraining himself from plunging into her, continued to tease her, his voice low and coaxing.
“Be honest with me. Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you. Hmm?”
“Hnnngh… ah… please, put it in… put it in, ahhh!”
