Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 9
Seria was trying to save the life that Lucas was ready to give up. A friend offering herself to help him, and yet here he was, hiding behind honor and the will of God, only spouting empty words. Looking into her desperate eyes, Lucas felt a wave of guilt and reflection.
With a serious expression, he carefully chose his words and began to speak. Though his face was earnest, his arousal, still pointing skyward and uncovered due to the blanket being tossed aside, made the situation undeniably awkward.
“Alright. I didn’t realize you thought about me like this… I’m moved.”
“Lucas!”
Seria’s tear-filled eyes sparkled as she wrapped her arms around him without hesitation. Her soft, supple chest pressed against Lucas’s firm torso, separated only by his thin robe and briefs. It was a chest he had never paid attention to, not even once in their many years as friends.
Lucas had never been interested in Seria’s chest—or anyone else’s, for that matter. Even when his peers eagerly discussed women with fascinated expressions, he had always remained indifferent. His lack of interest in women had even led some to question if he might prefer men.
But now, the soft, warm sensation of his friend’s chest pressing against him through the thin fabric made his heart race uncontrollably. It was a strange feeling he had never experienced before. Was it the incubus’s curse causing this surge of lust?
As his vision swam, Lucas exhaled a heated breath. Having been both moved and aroused, he resolved not to let Seria’s sacrifice go to waste. Gently pushing her back, he let his gaze travel over her body. Unlike earlier, his body was fully responding now, his arousal growing even more pronounced as if urging him to act.
Finally, Lucas placed his hand back on her chest with a look of determination. Seria’s small frame flinched slightly at the warmth of his touch. Cautiously, he cupped her b****t, the soft texture filling his palm completely.
“Ah, it’s so…”
Lucas couldn’t finish his sentence, his narrowed eyes fixed on her chest. Entranced by the supple sensation, he pulled her closer with his other arm, cradling her slender back as he gently laid her down on the bed.
Now lying beside her, Lucas’s focus remained on the b****t in his hand. He leaned in for a closer look, his face unintentionally coming so close that his hot breath tickled her collarbone. The unfamiliar sensation of someone else’s hands exploring her body made Seria’s hips twitch involuntarily, and a small, breathy moan escaped her lips.
“Ah, hnn…”
“Seria, are you alright?”
Lucas’s deep blue eyes were filled with concern as he stared at her, though his hands didn’t stop moving. Once he had overcome the initial hesitation, he found himself unable to stop. The more he touched, the more a peculiar sensation spread throughout his body, leaving him unable to let go.
“Mm…”
Having only thought of him as a friend, Seria found it strange and unsettling to have Lucas’s hands kneading her sensitive chest so recklessly. Each time his rough palm brushed against her stiffened n****e, a strange sound threatened to escape her lips. Biting her lip, she tried to stifle the noises.
Embarrassed, she didn’t want to make a sound. Half-lidded, Seria forced herself to stay still, her trembling hands clutching his broad, firm shoulders.
Lucas’s gaze fell on the stiffened peak of her n****e. After glancing briefly at her expression to ensure she wasn’t uncomfortable, he cautiously rubbed the soft pink bud with his thumb. Seria’s eyes began to glaze over, her cheeks flushing a deeper red. Gaining confidence, Lucas pinched the peak gently between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly.
The unfamiliar stimulation made Seria’s body squirm, her whole frame shuddering.
“Wait, this is too much… You don’t have to—ah!”
“Ah… I’m doing this so it won’t hurt as much.”
Unable to endure the strange sensations, Seria shook her head and tried to stop him, but his persistent touch didn’t waver. Each movement of his hand drew soft gasps and stifled cries from her lips. Her body twitched, and all she could do was pray for the moment to pass quickly. It was driving her mad.
Then, as Lucas exhaled heavily, he suddenly leaned down and buried his face in her soft chest.
“What are you—hngh!”
Seria had intended to protest, but as the heat of his mouth closed over her b****t, her words died in her throat. Instead, she clutched the bedsheet tightly in her fists.
At some point, Lucas’s large body had shifted to hover over her. As their bodies pressed together and Seria flinched from the intimate contact, Lucas, still nuzzling against her chest, finally spoke.
“Ugh… stop.”
“You want me to stop?”
His heated breath spilled over her ample chest, the sensation blatantly sensual.
