Chapter 56
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: 14. This Feels Way Too Much Like Lovers' Sex (4)
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Suddenly, Master's intervention made things a bit chaotic.
Anyway.
The negotiation with Nam Dowon that had started from our last romp surprisingly flowed even smoother than I'd imagined.
When I'd practiced in front of the mirror yesterday, muttering, "I want to experience what a real climax feels like," I'd figured he'd make me do all sorts of embarrassing stuff.
But this pervert's demands were ridiculously modest—just check off whatever Neria didn't like, that kind of thing.
Of course, I knew from experience that Nam Dowon had a pretty patient personality.
Still, he was a guy at the end of the day, and working in the Rehabilitation Support Department meant he had some perverted tendencies.
At the very least, I'd expected him to ask for something like that fellatio Master had just mentioned.
But no, not a peep about that—he just suggested we both mark off the parts we didn't like.
...Kinda grateful, actually.
Muttering that to myself, I opened the door.
"We're doing it right now? ...Sex?"
"Well, if that's what Neria wants, I'm fine with it, but jumping straight in feels a bit..."
"Then let's rest first. I'm beat from dealing with Master just now."
"Got it."
I'd brushed my teeth extra thoroughly that morning just in case, and it felt kinda embarrassing now, but oh well.
A kiss with minty-fresh breath might be too artificial—better if it was a little more natural.
Plus, being too obviously prepared would be embarrassing in itself.
Best to catch my breath first and think it over.
With that, I flopped onto the bed with a thud, and Nam Dowon's footsteps headed off toward the living room.
...Probably going to take off the jacket and tie he'd thrown on.
He'd just drape them over the sofa like always.
"......Nngh."
For a split second, I wondered if a girl should slip out of one layer and wait like that.
But before I could even answer yes or no in my head, Nam Dowon stepped into my bedroom.
Well, technically just up to the threshold.
A moment later came a knock on the already-open door.
"Were you planning to game while resting, by any chance?"
"Game? ...Nah, not really feeling it right now."
"Then I'll wait in the other room, Neria."
"...Got it. You rest too."
And with that, Nam Dowon left my room without a second thought.
I'd been swinging my legs leisurely until the door clicked shut, then I peeked up.
"......"
If we were both honest with each other, we'd reach climax in no time.
That conversation with him just now flashed through my mind.
"...Hey. Perverted civil servant."
"Neria?"
Couldn't help it.
It was bugging me, so just this once, as a special favor.
Really, just this once.
With that in mind, I shoved my hand in my shorts pocket and walked over, nudging the door open with my foot right before it closed.
There he was, standing neatly in his shirt by the bookshelf, browsing the comic books I'd given him. I said it with a pout.
"Kiss. I wanna practice."
...Not exactly honest, but more sincere than usual, at least.
"I don't think we need to practice..."
"No, we do. What if I accidentally bite your tongue off mid-sex?"
"A little nibble's fine. I've mentally prepared for it since before work."
"...Wanna die for real?"
I'd said it as a joke, but he'd actually braced himself for that?
Fine. Later, I'd bite him for real, nice and hard with my incisors and canines, and not let go.
Making that little vow inside, I walked to the bed and plopped down at the edge, continuing.
"I was gonna rest anyway, so practicing now briefly would be perfect, right?"
"Of course I'd love that, but..."
"If you like it, just do it. I already brushed, so don't worry."
This should cover up the minty smell from my mouth nicely.
Pretty smart of me, I thought smugly, crossing my legs.
I'd seen online that guys like this pose.
...Why the hell would they like something like this?
"Pardon the intrusion."
"......Uh, yeah."
No idea if it worked, but he didn't look displeased as he walked over.
Now just overlap lips, tangle tongues a bit, done.
No experience, but I knew the theory, so I swallowed quietly and waited for Nam Dowon.
"......"
But now that I noticed,
he was way too...
close...
This had to be the first time in my life I'd kissed a girl like this.
...Not that every kiss came with some solemn ritual or anything.
Usually, it just happened naturally in the mood.
Doing it in this haphazard, scatterbrained state was definitely a first.
"Pardon the intrusion."
"......Uh, yeah."
And with Neria, it was her first kiss ever, which made it even more...
I approached her with a bad feeling I'd royally screw this up.
She was sitting demurely on the bed's edge for once—a Neria rarity—so pressing her down for the kiss would make for a nice picture.
"......"
At the same time, I thought maybe just a light lip-touch for now, save the real thing for when she was lost in sex.
She'd probably nag me that this wasn't "practice," but better than her exploding in embarrassment post-kiss and torturing me with bites.
Survival first, right?
Going along with her whims blindly was riskier than a tactical retreat.
Even now, that felt like the obvious call.
Time travel wouldn't change it; same idea would've hit me.
"......"
But then,
those lavender eyes that had been blinking up at me intently were now squeezed shut.
She was insanely nervous—I could tell without her saying a word.
...And yet,
her face was pointed right at me.
"......Mmph."
Insanely nervous, but she wanted the kiss practice.
Her whole body screamed it cutely as our lips met briefly, a faint moan slipping from between them.
And now she was shyly ducking her head a bit.
With Neria like this, the retreat idea faded from my mind.
Might as well seize the chance.
...Screw it.
Why not advance instead?
That urge flooded in.
"Fuu..."
Holding her small shoulders and pressing our lips together, Neria—who'd been trying to play along—finally pulled back.
We hadn't even tangled tongues yet, just lips touching, but her embarrassment was already maxed out.
To keep "practicing" with her like this, I bent one knee and climbed onto the bed.
Just leaning over from the waist let her dodge too much.
No choice.
"Mmph... Nn..."
My hand on her right shoulder gripped tighter.
This position needed the support.
About five seconds of kissing.
She'd dodge shyly.
Five more seconds.
She'd push firmly on my chest to escape.
Yet she never said to stop—just wrinkled her brow occasionally.
...So I,
had no choice but to keep going.
"...Nn?!"
But the problem was this position.
She'd been pushed back pretty far, and for a shut-in gamer-addict apprentice witch, it was getting dicey.
She braced with her arms outstretched behind her, but then—with a shrill "Eek!"—her body collapsed.
No more sitting primly at the bed's edge; now she was just lying there.
Flat on the bed, pinned under a mere human.
"......"
"......"
Yet she still wouldn't refuse,
in a pose that'd shame any witch,
and once more.
Our lips met.
"......Heh, mmph..."
By now, probably ten steps forward.
With Neria so much closer, she awkwardly parted her lips to accept my kiss.
Witches always smelled nice, but this sharp mint was new.
She must've brushed extra carefully, like I'd heard.
Without overthinking, I tentatively tangled my tongue with hers.
".... ......"
No, "tangled" isn't right.
I'd expected tension, but her tongue wasn't sweet and pliant—it was stiffly stuck out.
More like a popsicle stick.
At least she wasn't chomping mine, so I could guide her a little.
Don't stay so rigid—move however feels natural, even a bit at a time.
Teaching her gently like that, true to her genius rep, a small change came soon enough.
"...Chup, bru..., fuha..."
Even first-time Neria was learning to tangle tongues a bit.
"...Neria."
"...Haa, ha... Hoo..., ...Hic. Haaa..."
"Not breathing?"
"...? Why?"
"...Nothing. You might've forgotten from nerves."
"W-What?! Why would I be nervous? You didn't even teach me how to breathe...!"
"Well, mouth's busy kissing, so use your nose..."
"Shut up...! Next time I'll figure it out myself, so..."
Her cheeks were flushed red, probably from holding her breath so long.
I stared, and suddenly her fists pummeled my arm a few times, no warning.
"...Let's do it. That."
...Compared to saying "let's have sex" right now,
that didn't seem like such a big deal to be embarrassed about.