The West Wind's Destination - Chapter 34
“Bea.”
Urged on by Aseph calling her name again, Bea answered somewhat reluctantly.
“……Okay.”
“Ahh, Bea…!”
Aseph embraced her tightly, his face lighting up with joy.
“Then treat me like before. It hurts when you keep your distance.”
“Like before?”
“In the past, you used to call me Aseph more casually. You weren’t so formal.”
Bea’s tone had always been devoid of warmth, but Aseph was sensitive to even the slightest change.
After Aseph continued to coax her while kissing her palm, Bea finally gave in.
“……Aseph.”
“Yes, Bea.”
Taking her consent as a go-ahead, Aseph began to undress.
Time had passed in their quarreling, and the laboratory window showed darkness outside. The bright moonlight streaming through the window was the only thing illuminating him.
The moonlight glistened on his solid trapezius muscles. The rugged contours of his body cast irregular shadows. As he fully removed his top, his muscles, more defined and mature than her memory of them, were revealed.
His shoulders seemed broader, his chest larger. His lean waist and especially the ridges of his abdomen were so deeply etched in the shadows that it made them appear even more pronounced.
Then, the long, large scar on his side.
Bea instinctively reached out and touched it, causing him to flinch and ripple with muscle.
“It couldn’t be removed. It’s what Bea left me.”
She barely heard his excited, deep voice.
Aseph’s body was perfect.
Perfectly primal.
In the course of human civilization, as generations pass, organs meant for rough wilderness tend to atrophy, especially in hereditary nobility. Instead, they become more fixated on human-specific attributes like status and wealth.
But Aseph was different. Apart from status and wealth, he was a male specimen unparalleled in human comparison.
Balanced muscles, a large frame, and endurance to withstand days of intense surgery. He seemed like a wild animal—no, a mythical creature, the alpha of its kind, condensed into human form.
However…
Was his genitalia the only thing left unchanged in the transformation from beast to human?
There was something that was weeping even more than his eyes…
On his sculpturally beautiful body, an aggressively shaped part was dripping with shiny fluid.
Bea had seen Aseph’s genitalia before and had a proper understanding of its normal functionality, so she expected it to be the same as her memory.
The body can be trained and developed postnatally, but the genitalia, she thought, would not change. Its appearance, with vivid and thick veins, seemed almost menacing as it pulsated, making the blood flow almost visible.
The veins were the first thing she noticed because it didn’t quite look like genitalia.
It was more like a club, large enough to easily kill a person with a single strike.
Even more, it looked different from what she remembered.
Previously, although it had a grotesque appearance, akin to an animal’s part attached to a human, it still seemed like a human genitalia, almost artificially crafted with a slightly pinkish hue.
But now…
Bea often found herself fixated on things she couldn’t understand.
How did it become like this?
How could it…
“Bea, it’s embarrassing when you look at it like that.”
Aseph’s face reddened, but not from embarrassment.
His voice, already deep, carried a dangerous, sultry tone, filled with desire.
As Aseph moved closer, the distance between her and ‘it’ decreased significantly.
“Wait a moment.”
Bea tried to push him away to create some distance.
If he planned to use that part of his body in its natural function, it seemed impossible.
But Aseph, stubborn as ever, resisted being pushed away and instead pulled her waist closer to him.
“Aseph…!”
“Yes, Bea.”
“It’s impossible.”
“Have you tested it already before?”
Echoing Bea’s earlier words, Aseph’s hands were much quicker in undressing her than when he took off his clothes.
“It can’t be done, it can’t…”
The outside grew darker, making the moonlight more vivid. Aseph’s gaze on her was even brighter.
Like a predator in the dark, waiting for its prey. Not just his body, but his actions too were unlike any human.
Bea instinctively retreated, but Aseph didn’t allow much distance, and she found herself at the edge of the bed.
With nowhere else to go, Aseph’s hands, which had been stroking her waist and thighs, grabbed her ankles.
“Bea.”
“Ah…!”
As he pulled her ankle, Bea’s small body slid down, ending up beneath Aseph.
She quickly sat up, but this time she was immobilized for another reason.
Aseph had kissed her feet and ankles, moving up with kisses along her inner thighs.
“Ah, wait, I mean…!”
She reflexively tried to close her legs, but Aseph’s head was quicker, wedging itself between her thighs.
