When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 120
“Gasp, pant.”
I had lost track of time and consciousness during the excruciatingly long session.
The hot, lustful breath that dripped onto my skin was maddening. Struggling to hold onto my fading consciousness, I finally opened my eyes to find Edgar, with his e***t, dripping member, straddling me.
“What are you doing…?”
When I asked in a voice cracked from too many cries, Edgar, who had been fixated on my chest, finally lifted his head.
“I thought you looked too exhausted, so I wanted to give you a break.”
How does one learn to mas—bate on top of someone while saying they’re giving a break? I wanted to respond to the absurdity of it all, but the words just wouldn’t come.
“Chloe, your little n–ples didn’t get sucked today but they’re standing up so stiffly. Ah, so cute. I want to roll them around in my mouth every day.”
Edgar, with his eyes glued to my chest, was unable to hide his excitement. Unlike his usual buried self, his gaze was fixed on my trembling red n–ples.
He grabbed his messy, fluid-covered member and rubbed the tip against my n–ple. After multiple climaxes and body fluids, his skin slickly rubbed against me with clear intent. It felt strange.
“Stop, ah…!”
The hot member rubbing against my n–ple caused my shoulders to shiver. It seemed that it was reaching climax as it writhed, ready to come at any moment.
Thick, white s–en soaked my red n–ples and spread up to my collarbone. Before I could even react to the sudden situation, I was pulled roughly and ended up on his thick thigh.
“Ahhh…!”
“Shh, since you’re awake, let’s do it one more time. After this, I’ll really let you rest.”
The tingling n–ples, now slick with sweat and fluid, pressed against his firm chest. The sensation of him pushing deeply inside me, naturally finding its way, was the dominant feeling.
The sweet shivers that traveled down my spine made my limbs go limp.
“Hmm, ah! Ahhh!”
The insides that had already received s–en multiple times now twitched. Every time he withdrew and re-entered, the loud, wet sounds echoed dully in my ears.
Ah, I don’t know anymore. Tears stinging my eyes as I clung to his broad back.
* * *
When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying in Edgar’s bed. The previously debauched atmosphere and wet sounds were nowhere to be found. The bedroom was warm and cozy with the crackling fire in the fireplace.
“Are you awake?”
Edgar, gently wiping my body with a damp, soft towel, spoke tenderly. I stared blankly at the flickering light of the fireplace casting shadows on his features.
“Come here for a moment.”
“Why?”
I playfully tapped the small head following my gesture with a gentle, yet firm flick. The thought of the man who had been so frenzied and covered in bodily fluids made me feel I had to do it, or I wouldn’t be able to hold back.
Edgar winced slightly but, realizing it was probably too much, didn’t say anything. The flick quickly eased any irritation I might have felt. Just as I was about to ask how long it had been,
“This is Edgar’s bedroom.”
I suddenly realized where he had brought me. Reflecting on it, it was always the same—despite suggesting we sleep separately, he’d always end up like this. As soon as I pointed out the location, Edgar merely smiled awkwardly without saying much.
I slowly started to get up while feeling heavy.
“Why?”
“I need to return to my own bedroom.”
“Right now?”
Edgar looked taken aback. He grabbed me as I struggled to sit up from where I had been lying.
“You must be tired.”
“It’s just moving from one room to another. It’s not tiring. Besides, if we keep sleeping together, it’ll be hard to sleep alone.”
“But… it’s hard.”
After getting up from the bed, I felt the full extent of my body’s fatigue. I looked up at Edgar, who had been restlessly hovering around me. He could be mature yet, at times, foolishly naive, unable to express his feelings honestly without the love potion’s help.
“It is hard.”
“Alright then, let’s sleep together in my bed.”
I gazed at Edgar, whose face had brightened.
“It feels a bit odd doing this every time. How about we just use the same bedroom from now on?”
As soon as I suggested it, Edgar’s smooth cheeks flushed red, finally grasping the situation. He no longer needed to pretend to be mature against his true feelings.
He honestly agreed, setting aside his previous pretense of being indifferent and acting like a detached lover.
“Please, let’s do that.”
I quickly returned to the bed, pleased with his response. To be honest, I had no intention of going back to my own bedroom. I was so exhausted that I could have fallen asleep with just my eyes closed.
As I lay in bed, yawning repeatedly, Edgar, who had settled beside me, pulled me close. The warm heat from the fireplace beyond the bed and the distant howling of the night outside reminded me of the familiar cabin I had lived in all my life, though much would change from now on.
“Good night.”
No matter what changes came, we would face them together. As I closed my eyes, Edgar’s soothing voice gently embraced me in the darkness.
I drifted into a deep sleep in the arms of the man who made me feel safest in the world.
