Chapter 129
Chapter 129
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 129
Chapter Title: Comfort (5)
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“Assistant.”
“……”
“Assistant!”
“Yes? Yes.”
“Do we really have to do this? It’s, it’s embarrassing…”
“Yes, I think it would be good if you did.”
In the dim interior of the windmill, Siwoo had stripped Odile completely naked.
Of course, worried she might feel cold, he’d draped a cloak over her shoulders…
But with nothing but pale bare skin underneath, he couldn’t help feeling a bit like a pervert. It even reminded him of that surprise event the twins had prepared for him once before.
“Ugh… Assistant’s eyes are bloodshot.”
Odile, leaning against the wall with the cloak wrapped around her, hesitantly moved her hand away from between her legs.
She’d already been standing with her hips and waist thrust slightly forward, legs spread wide, so even that small motion fully exposed her smooth, bare pussy.
Her plump mound rose like full lips, her labia looked chewy and inviting, and her cute little clitoris was peeking about halfway out from its hood.
Odile’s utterly hairless pussy was so pristine it could serve as the perfect example of a pretty one.
Siwoo crouched between her legs, gazing up at that lewd slit from bottom to top.
Naturally, Odile’s face burned hot with embarrassment.
What Siwoo had suggested to her was cunnilingus.
The act of a man pleasuring a woman’s genitals with his mouth.
At Siwoo’s words that he felt bad only ever receiving fellatio, Odile had obediently spread her legs…
But then she quickly covered herself between her legs again.
“On second thought, no way. Forget it. I’d rather do yours.”
“Please don’t. Just bear with it a little.”
“Nooo! It’s dirty…”
“You don’t even use the bathroom anyway.”
“Still… it just feels unclean.”
“Not at all.”
If anything, he was eager to press his lips against it and give it a deep kiss—no thought of dirtiness crossed his mind.
Gently brushing Odile’s hand aside, he flicked his tongue lightly along the middle of her slit.
Just as Siwoo had gotten hard from their kissing earlier, Odile seemed to be a little wet too.
A salty, thick bodily scent accompanied the sight of her body shivering.
“Uaa… it feels so weird. All squishy.”
“Can I keep going a bit more?”
“Uuu, really, it’s fine…”
It was his first time ever giving oral, so he wasn’t sure how good he’d be, but he definitely knew her weak spots.
Siwoo pointed his tongue and tapped at her tiny bud.
“Haaang…!”
There’d been no real reaction when he’d licked her whole pussy.
But the moment he focused on her clit, Odile let out a lewd moan and her heels shot up off the ground.
Her eyes suggested she’d never even imagined a sensation like this.
Siwoo didn’t let up, starting to tease her clit more deeply with his tongue.
Unlike her nipples, it was so small it was hard to apply proper pressure.
“Eut! Assistant… go easy… haa… haang…”
“Ah, sorry.”
“No, it feels… it feels really good… haa… I’m melting…”
But less than a minute after he started, the reactions began.
Her clit, hidden under its hood like a cloaked figure, suddenly swelled up and poked its head out.
In proportion, her sensitivity must have spiked too—Odile’s waist started twitching more frequently.
-Slurp… slurrrp… sluuuurp…
“Unghh… hureung, haaang…”
Her low moans, muffled by the windmill’s creaks, started growing louder.
The best reactions came when he pushed the tip of his tongue inside the hood to lick at the root of her clit.
“Ung… uhuu… ah, it’s… weird… the feeling…”
Odile suddenly grabbed Siwoo’s hair with both hands.
It wasn’t so much a plea for more as her legs trembling so badly she needed something to hold onto just to stay upright.
Siwoo shifted the position of his thumbs, which had been spreading her plump labia.
Pulling the hood upward like peeling it back, her taut clit glistened, slick with saliva.
“Ung haaat…!”
Licking upward like a dog lapping at butter, the strength of Odile’s grip on his hair intensified, yanking harder.
A shrill moan escaped her, and he felt a sharp, tingling heat rising under his jaw.
Her scent grew even thicker.
With no other stimulation—just licking her clit—his erection refused to fade.
Her pitiful writhing, like some desperate tentacle, her ragged breaths, and those sweet nasal whines kept stoking his arousal.
“Ung huuuh…! Right there… Assistant, more there…!”
From stifled moans, she was now calling out to him in her normal conversational tone.
Siwoo carefully kept his mouth on her quivering lower half, relentlessly licking her tiny, erect bud.
“Ah… I, I think I’m gonna cum, Assistant… Assistant… ungkut…!”
And finally, climax hit.
Her pubic mound bucked as if to slam into his nose, but Siwoo quickly grabbed her chubby ass with both hands to hold her steady.
“Stop… stoopp…! Haa… haa… haaaang…”
Like an untamed wild horse bucking fiercely, Odile yanked out strands of his hair while arching her back in a spectacular curve.
Her lips sucked relentlessly at her clit even after the first peak, stimulating her without pause.
The handful of Odile’s ass in his grip contracted and relaxed repeatedly, just like a man in the moment of ejaculation.
The difference was how much longer it lasted for her.
“Ung, kuhh… haa…”
As Odile started sliding down limply, Siwoo swiftly caught and supported her.
His mouth was drenched in saliva, but seeing her lost in ecstasy from his efforts filled him with manly pride.
“U… u… uuuu!”
After savoring the afterglow for a moment, Odile covered her face with both palms and snapped in anger.
“I told you not to!”
She couldn’t even look him straight in the eye, sulking instead.
She’d never imagined showing her solo pleasure like that would be this embarrassing.
“Why? You were so cute. I should return the favor at least once.”
“Uuu… Assistant, you’re such a jerk.”
Too shy to show her face in the end, Odile mumbled as she buried it in Siwoo’s chest.
A sudden thought struck him at her coquettish display.
Had Odile always been this cute?
It was like seeing her right after she’d drunk a love potion.
…Though a lot less pervy than back then, of course.
In any case, with both of them stripped bare and pressed skin-to-skin, an indescribable sense of relief washed over him.
Why was holding hands considered the peak of physical intimacy in normal relationships?
Just pressing their usually clothed skin so tightly together made him feel incredibly, intensely close to her.
As Siwoo lost himself in the sentiment for a moment…
Odile sneakily gripped his cock—the one poking insistently at her belly—with both hands.
“Assistant’s super wet too, huh?”
One hand on the shaft, she spread the leaking Cowper’s fluid from his urethra across his glans with her other palm, swirling it around.
It was his first time getting this kind of handjob, and the sensation was mysteriously exquisite.
Embarrassed from showing her solo pleasure earlier, she was already trying to seize control back.
Normally, he’d go along with her whims, but for some reason, today he didn’t want to yield.
“Seeing you cum was just too hot.”
“N-no, I didn’t cum!”
“C’mon, you totally did.”
“I didn’t! Anyway, I didn’t!”
Stubborn on the weirdest thing, Odile kept smoothly stroking him even amid their petty bickering.
She flashed a mischievous smile, locking eyes with him straight on from within his embrace.
“You’re the one who got this hard just from going down on me. Pervert much? You wanna shove it in that bad?”
“Hmm…”
Siwoo readily admitted defeat.
If he could keep his head about control after seeing her like that, he’d have to be some legendary Casanova.
“Guess so.”
“Right?”
She beamed, giggling over their silly banter.
Pulling slightly away from Siwoo, she shed the cloak once more.
Now it was time for the main event.
The problem was his cock was so swollen that even the slightest touch might make it erupt thick semen.
Starting with a quick release first didn’t sound like a bad idea.
There was no such thing as sage time in the face of Odile’s adorable sexiness.
“Um, Odile.”
“Yes! Assistant!”
Having orgasmed once, she seemed flooded with dopamine—far more lively and vibrant than before.
“Should we start with me cumming once first? Truth is, it’s been building up for a while…”
“Huh? Kinda disappointing… Didn’t bring any aphrodisiacs today either.”
“Don’t wanna finish right at the start.”
Seeing Siwoo’s awkward smile, Odile tossed her hair and swiftly dropped to her knees before him.
“Fine! You were gonna cum on my face anyway, right?”
She gripped his cock firmly.
“But this time, can I do it my way?”
“Huh?”
“Wanna try something from a book.”
“Sure.”
He had no idea what books the twins shared, but nothing too shocking had ever come up before, so Siwoo nodded easily.
“Wanna try this.”
Odile aimed the tip of his gripped cock at her erect nipple.
He felt the glans pressing into the soft, slightly pointy flesh of her breast.
This springiness, this softness—no other part of the body could compare.
“Cool.”
With a serious expression, Odile pressed his glans to her breast and started circling her own nipple with it.
Strictly speaking, the delicate motion was tough; it was closer to a firm tit-handjob.
“Ah…”
“Not much feeling for me. The book made it sound amazing…”
Odile looked puzzled, but Siwoo was loving it.
Especially seeing her proud, perky nipples—standing as tall as her nose bridge—glistening soaked in his precum, or her pure focus, like she was studying, despite the lewd act—it made his heart race.
-Pat pat pat pat
His load was already at capacity.
Dry handjob with no lube, but her devoted touch and watching her nipples jiggle with every motion filled him to the max in under five minutes.
“Odile! I’m gonna cum…!”
“Ah! Uh…! Uh! Here!”
Like holding a tissue to catch it, she kept stroking while pressing her face right up to his cock.
She even squeezed her eyes shut, maybe to block any semen.
Could that little face handle it all?
It felt like an enormous buildup.
“Kuh!”
No time for Siwoo to worry—ejaculation hit.
-Spluuurt!
Startling even him, the first shot fired like a water gun, striking Odile right between the eyes.
It was surprisingly thin and watery, almost gray—making him briefly worry if he’d pissed—before massive pleasure jolted up his spine.
-Gurgle gurgle gurgle
Then came the thick, jelly-like globs of sticky mucus, splattering across Odile’s face.
Once, twice, three times—he twitched nearly seven times.
Odile, shocked by the sheer volume, stopped her hand and knelt there meekly.
“Wub! Um…?”
“Haa… haa…”
A soul-draining exhaustion.
Odile’s face was so thickly coated in cum it was easier to spot the bare patches.
Not just her soft curving lips, pert nose, and long lashes.
Her round forehead, kneeling thighs, slender collarbone—even her silky black hair was splattered heavily.
So viscous it barely dripped.
Seeing her once-neat face utterly defiled stirred more guilt than conquest.
Especially the globs beading on her chin, dripping down.
“Th-thank you, Odile. That felt… uhhat!”
“Yaaawn…!”
But Odile’s kindness didn’t end there.
Her pale pink lips parted like a mister spraying, engulfing Siwoo’s spent cock whole.
“Smooch… smooooch…”
She devotedly cleaned the last drop from his urethra, like finishing up every bit of semen.
All while her face was loaded with cum.
“Kuhhh… so salty… and bitter too.”
Odile wiped the cum from around her eyes with a cloak hem and blinked them open.
Then proudly showed Siwoo her cum-makeupped face.
“How’s your artwork, Assistant? Like it? It’s a rare request—wiping it off right away would disappoint you, right?”
The blend of vulgarity and innocence.
Feeling his lust surge between them, Siwoo laid Odile down on the cloak.
Now it was time for them to feel good together.