Recharging the S-Class Skill
Just as Yang Sora had suggested, I sat back down so that my body pressed against her back, making sure not to pull away. However, I didn't hug her as passionately as before; instead, I held an awkward posture, leaving a tiny gap between us.
"Hey..."
"Y-Yes!"
"It's cold... Hold me like you did before..."
"C-cough... Then, if you don't mind... I will..."
Following her words, I carefully reached my hands forward again and wrapped them around her waist. This pressed my arms right against the undersides of her breasts, letting me feel their soft, bouncy, and utterly ecstatic texture. Thanks to that sensation, my Bess, which was already asserting its presence between my thighs, grew even angrier. No longer a mere snake, it felt like a dragon ascending to heaven after obtaining a sacred jewel. My cock pressed directly against Yang Sora's lower back.
"Ngh..."
When my cock pressed against her back, Yang Sora flinched at the unfamiliar sensation, but she soon accepted the touch without pulling away.
"It's hot... and hard..."
"Uh... this isn't really my choice..."
"I know... I'm not blaming you..."
With my cock pressed against her back and my arms squeezed under her breasts, I was having an incredibly desirable experience. On the flip side, holding back and doing nothing in this state required an almost superhuman level of willpower. We sat in that position for a while, unable to utter a single word, with only the sound of our ragged breathing filling the silence.
"You're not... uncomfortable, are you...?"
"No... I'm fine... But hey."
"Yes?"
"Stop using honorifics. It's weird... And stop adding 'ssi' to my name..."
"Is it really okay?"
"Yeah!"
Yang Sora's shift in topic had eased the tension a bit, but she wriggled her body in apparent satisfaction at my response. The movement rubbed my cock even harder against her, causing it to twitch and throb with a sudden surge of blood.
"Ah-hn!"
"S-Sorry!"
Yang Sora let out a short groan, clearly feeling the twitch of my erection. Her ears were so incredibly red that I wondered if they might start bleeding.
"Hey..."
"Yeah?"
"Does that... hurt...? Since it's been hard this whole time..."
"Huh? Oh, that... Well... I'm okay for now..."
Perhaps she had grown somewhat accustomed to the position after sitting like this for a while, because Sora shyly and cautiously asked about the state of my cock. Since it was my first time having such a sexual conversation with a girl, my response was bound to be awkward.
"Does it start hurting if it stays like that...?"
"Well... yeah, if it goes on for too long...?"
"Really...?"
As she spoke, Yang Sora turned her head slightly to look into my eyes. Her gaze was unfocused and moist, a deep crimson blush painted her cheeks, and hot, ragged breaths escaped her slightly parted lips. Seeing her like this, my already furious dragon throbbed with immense strength, as if determined to ascend to the heavens once more.
"Ngh... I have a suggestion..."
"W-What is it..."
Captivated by Sora's seductive expression, I felt the thin thread of reason I was barely holding onto begin to snap. Hugging a gorgeous, voluptuous girl from behind with nothing between us while she looked at me with that face—asking a man to endure that was nothing short of torture.
"When we go back... we might run into that giant monster again, right?"
"Right...? Most likely."
"So..."
Sora hesitated, her lips twitching as if the words were hard to say. I stared intently at her red lips, my heart aching with anticipation. After hovering on the edge of her tongue for what felt like an eternity, her lips slowly and cautiously parted as she made up her mind.
"Um... will you... recharge my skill...?"
"Huh...? What do you mean... Ah...!"
At first, I didn't grasp the meaning of her words. But then, our previous conversation flashed through my mind, and I realized exactly what she was implying. Unable to believe my ears, my heart pounded wildly as I asked her to confirm, wanting to hear it just one more time.
"A-Are you serious?"
"Yes..."
My heart was already beating so hard it felt like it would explode. Sora's soft reply and the slow nod of her head seemed to happen in slow motion, as if someone had stretched time itself. Hearing her affirmation, I could practically hear the sound of my sanity snapping.
"If you... recharge me... I'll... haah... help you make... that... go down too..."
Sora's next words were the final blow, cleanly cutting away the last thread of my restraint. I immediately slid my hands up from her waist and cupped both of her breasts, squeezing them firmly. As I applied pressure, her voluptuous breasts—too large to fit in my hands—yielded softly beneath my palms.
"Ah-hn! T-That hurts..."
"S-Sorry!"
In my sheer excitement, I had squeezed too hard, causing her to cry out in pain. I immediately loosened my grip. However, while I instinctively softened my touch, I had absolutely no intention of taking my hands off her breasts.
"P-Please be a little gentler..."
"Yeah... I'll be careful."
With Sora's permission granted, I moved my hands with delicate care to avoid repeating my mistake. The sheer satisfaction of actually touching a woman's breast—something that had been nothing but a pipe dream my entire life—and the ecstatic sensation of it nearly brought tears of joy to my eyes.
"H-How's this? Is this okay?"
"Ngh... haah... Y-Yes... ah-hn... I think... it's okay..."
"Is it... recharging...?"
At my question, Yang Sora lifted her left wrist to check and nodded. I peeked when she checked her wrist, but all I could see was her fair skin. It seemed the recharge status could only be viewed by the skill holder themselves.
"It's... it's work—ah-hn!"
My fingers brushed against her nipple, which was gradually hardening, causing her to let out a loud gasp.
"Did that hurt?"
"N-No... it's just..."
Sora hung her head, her face flushed red, unable to put it into words. Reading the room, I realized she was feeling pleasure from having her nipples touched. I gently pinched the now-turgid peak between two fingers.
"Ah! Not there... no... ah-hn! Mmmph!"
As I began to stimulate her nipples more actively, she lifted her head and shook it weakly from side to side.
"It feels good, doesn't it?"
"Ah-hn! Haaah... That's..."
"It's fine. We're just recharging."
To help the embarrassed Sora feel more at ease, I gave her a convenient excuse. It seemed to work, as she relaxed and leaned her head back against my chest, exhaling hot breaths against my neck.
"Right... ah-hn! We're... recharging... ah-hn!"
Her usual stoic expression had completely vanished, replaced by the kind of face a heroine in an eroge would make. Looking at her, I reached my limit. I gently cupped her chin with one hand and brought my lips down to hers.
"Mmph!"
Sora flinched in surprise at the sudden kiss, but she didn't push me away. Instead, she leaned into it. As my tongue tentatively slipped inside, her tongue shyly tangled with mine, exchanging sweet saliva.
Mph... chu... nnh... haah... chu...
Perhaps finding the posture awkward, she gently pushed my arms away and turned around to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her body flush against mine as if begging for more. As she clung to me, her firm, bouncy breasts flattened deliciously against my chest.
Mmm... chu... slurp... haah... haah...
"Haah... haah..."
After a long, passionate embrace, our lips slowly parted. A thin thread of silver saliva stretched between us, and Sora's face was completely flushed, radiating an incredibly erotic aura.
"Haah... recharge me... more..."
"Okay..."
Her speech was slurred and melting with pleasure. At her sweet request, I raised my hands again and caressed her breasts. As my touch sent shivers through her, Sora panted heavily and looked down at my cock, which had been throbbing to the point of bursting.
"It's a snake... a big snake..."
She then lowered her hands and gently wrapped them around my shaft. Before Loki's transformation, my dick had been nothing special, but now it was so massive that even when Yang Sora gripped it with both hands, the thick head still bulged out over her fingers. Its girth was truly monstrous.
Whoa... Even I've never seen Bess this fully erect... Wow...
I silently praised the god Loki for giving me a new lease on life as I savored the ticklish, exquisite sensation of Sora's soft hands moving over me.
"What... what should I do with this...? Ah-hn... It looks like it hurts... ngh!"
Every single gesture and word from Yang Sora was driving me insane, like a gumiho bewitching her prey. With clumsy movements, she tried her best to soothe my throbbing shaft.
"Ugh... J-Just stroke it up and down like that..."
"Like this...? Ah-hn... haaaah..."
Following my instructions, Yang Sora awkwardly but diligently stroked my cock up and down. Though she was merely sliding her hands along the shaft as told, her clumsy touch brought an incredibly intense pleasure. I marveled at how different it felt to have someone else's hand jerking me off instead of my own, thoroughly enjoying her handjob.
"How is it...? Does it... feel good...?"
"Yeah, incredibly good."
Pleased with my answer, she let out a sly chuckle and began to speed up her strokes. As Sora grew more accustomed to the motion, her rhythmic pumping pushed me closer and closer to the edge.
"S-Sora, I..."
"Hmm?"
"I-I'm gonna cum..."
I called out her name as the overwhelming urge to ejaculate washed over me, but Sora merely tilted her head as if she didn't quite understand, never stopping her hands. My cock swelled like a volcano on the verge of eruption, waiting to unleash its load.
"Ngh!"
"Kyaah!"
Splurrrttt!
Unable to hold back any longer, a massive torrent of semen shot violently forward. Caught completely off guard, Sora froze and squeezed her eyes shut. The sheer volume of the release kept the stream spraying for several seconds, painting the body of the girl straddling me.
"Ugh..."
Spurt... drip...
Once the long ejaculation finally subsided, I opened my eyes, which had been closed in sheer ecstasy, and looked at Yang Sora. Seeing my thick white fluids splattered across her pale skin instantly sent a fresh jolt of arousal straight back to my cock, even though I had just finished.
"Ah-hh..."
Once the spraying stopped, Sora slowly opened her eyes and looked down at herself.
"So this is... a man's..."
She wiped some of the semen off her skin with her finger, bringing it close to her face to examine it with curiosity.
"Snake... Hey, since you came, is it over—huh...?"
Having snapped back to reality slightly after my sudden release, Sora looked down at my crotch with clearer eyes. She let out a confused murmur, realizing something was off. Despite her expectations, my cock hadn't shrunk at all; stimulated by her highly provocative appearance, it still stood proud and majestic like a dragon.
"W-Why is it like this...? I thought men's shrink after they ejaculate once..."
"Sora!"
Unable to control the lingering heat of my arousal, I reached out and grabbed her breasts once more.
"Ah! S-Snake, wait a minute!"
Startled by my sudden movement, Sora tried to stop me, but she was powerless against a man driven by peak arousal. Kneading her bouncing breasts with one hand, I slid my other hand down, heading toward the one place I had yet to touch.