Chapter 432
Chapter 432
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 432
Chapter Title: Merry Christmas (4)
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Cool moonlight poured through the frozen glass window.
The shadows of two intertwined figures rippled with excited sighs.
Eloa in her bunny girl outfit was a temptress incarnate.
Siwoo knew better than anyone how shy and uptight she usually was, despite her strict yet compassionate demeanor.
The fact that she had swallowed her embarrassment and donned this scandalous attire just for him stirred something deep in his heart, beyond mere visual stimulation.
A master's grace is as vast as the heavens.
How true that was.
"Ah... Ahh, haaah..."
Siwoo sat on the edge of the bed, clothes shed.
Eloa knelt between his legs, having eagerly licked him moments before. Now, that same member delved into the tight, hot confines of her body.
Meanwhile, Eloa straddled his thighs in a facing lotus position, embracing him face-to-face.
This pose let them feel each other's pulse, breath, and body heat more intimately than any other. Her hips began to move ever so slightly.
Good thing he'd laid down a towel beforehand to protect the bedsheets.
Her love juices weren't just soaking his rigid shaft—they were dripping down in rivulets.
-Squelch squelch squelch
Eloa bounced like a rabbit in heat, while Siwoo gripped her ass firmly to keep her from toppling backward.
He'd noticed it before, but the grip of her buttocks was masterful—perfectly soft yet springy, quivering with pleasure in a way that drew involuntary admiration.
And the sensation of her inner walls wrapping around him like it was her first time... A moment's lapse in concentration, and he'd blow.
"Mm... Mmmph..."
When Siwoo pulled Eloa away from biting his shoulder to muffle her moans, she swiftly covered her face with one hand.
She'd been stubbornly hiding it for a while now.
"Siwoo...! No... I told you it's embarrassing..."
"Why are you so shy?"
"Haa... It's embarrassing... I expected it, but... even more than I thought..."
He'd seen her naked before, even in more compromising positions.
Was showing her expression now what embarrassed her?
Women's hearts could be so enigmatic. As he pondered this, Siwoo admired the sight before him.
Eloa, with her disheveled bangs uncombed and covering her face, still wore the event costume she'd prepared for tonight.
That's why he'd only shifted the fabric between her legs aside for deep penetration.
The cloth occasionally teased his shaft from the side, but stripping her bare would waste this visual feast.
"Your breasts are so beautiful."
"Haaah...! Why...! Why do you keep staring... Ngh...! Didn't you suck and stare enough earlier...!"
"Can't help it if I want to keep looking."
One plump breast peeked out teasingly.
Covered in kiss marks and bite imprints like scattered rose petals, it evoked her reactions from earlier caresses.
Siwoo pulled her waist and hips closer, bringing her breast right to his face.
"Ah!"
The shift in angle churned her depths, and Eloa thrashed her head back, surrendering to the pleasure.
The rich scent of her skin mingled with her already provocative outfit, driving him wild. He bit down firmly on her breast.
With its soft, resilient feel, Eloa's back arched in a graceful curve.
"Haa...!"
Her eyes rolled back like a hissing cat as she let out a fierce moan.
The hand covering her face now clung to the back of Siwoo's neck amid the dizzying sensation threatening to topple her.
Now her full face was in view.
"Ah... Ah... Haa...!"
Endless thrusts weren't enough—now her breast was under assault. Eloa's face melted like a rabbit deep in heat.
This was where her autonomic defenses shone.
Even as he teasingly nipped her jelly-stiffened nipple with his fangs...
"Hic...! Eek...!"
...her defenses offered no resistance whatsoever.
Instead, her pussy clenched pitifully around him, dragging them both deeper into ecstasy's mire.
"If you bite... like that... you can't... Haa... Ah... Ah...!"
Eloa's up-and-down hip movements had come to a halt.
But no worries there.
Just toying with her nipple unleashed a symphony of sensations from her depths, pleasuring his shaft.
As he finally released her breast from his mouth after prolonged teasing, Eloa's scolding flew at him.
Tears welled in her eyes, her expression one of playful grievance.
"You're not a baby... Why do you keep tormenting my breasts?"
The gap between her usual dignified poise and her bed-rattling abandon was pure aphrodisiac.
Bold words and actions impossible in daily life became feasible now, affirming his conquest as a man.
"If you hate it, Teacher, I'll stop."
He countered while squeezing her springy ass.
Eloa gasped softly and averted her eyes.
"You hate it?"
"H-How could I not...!"
"Really?"
"I hate it..."
"That's a shame. I thought you liked it."
He'd confirmed her true feelings via her inner walls' lie detector.
They writhed fiercely with every breast caress, proving her pleasure.
But admitting it outright was too embarrassing, so she told a cute little lie.
Siwoo watched her fondly.
"Then I'll take over the movement from now on. You just..."
"...Siwoo."
Eloa hesitated briefly before cutting him off.
Her face flushed deeper than when she'd been bouncing vigorously on him.
"I... I lied to you..."
"What lie?"
"It feels good... When you pleasure my breasts with your mouth... My lower belly tingles... My breath quickens, but it definitely feels good... Sorry, I'm sorry... I said it was too embarrassing... but I lied to you..."
He'd wondered what lie she meant.
Eloa had braved her shyness to confess her perjury.
Siwoo saw it as mere endearing playfulness, but she clearly didn't.
"It's fine. It's not a big deal."
"No, it really feels good... Deep down, I wanted you to keep going... And... being one with you makes me so happy too..."
Her voice trailed off bashfully.
Suddenly, strength surged through Siwoo's body.
When else could he tease his teacher like this?
"Hmm... On second thought, a lie is a lie."
"I have no face to show... I'm sorry..."
He gripped her waist tightly as she apologized with a sullen pout.
"Then you need to be punished, right?"
"Punished...?"
Her body trembled at the word.
She hadn't forgotten that night in the carriage for even a moment.
There too, she'd broken a promise with Siwoo and received punishment.
She knew his "punishment" was sincere yet playful enough to fluster her deeply.
"I-I'm your teacher..."
"Not right now."
"You were just calling me Teacher...!"
She hurriedly added, trying to backpedal.
"Hmm, then... Calling you Eloa would do?"
"Hic...!"
Siwoo was startled.
The moment he called her by name instead of "Teacher," her body shuddered, her pussy squeezing him tight.
Coincidence? He tested it again.
"Eloa."
"Heek...!"
The reaction was unmistakable this time.
The plump ass in his hands clenched fully, then relaxed.
One final test, half-expecting the mood to end in cuddles.
"Eloa, do you... like me calling your name?"
"Ah, haa...!"
"You like casual speech too?"
Her pupils spun in wide-eyed confusion.
Her language circuits seemed fried—she started to speak, then stopped.
Her body screamed yes, but teacherly dignity forbade casual permission. Denying it would be a lie.
Her face burned red-hot, steam practically whistling from her ears like a kettle.
Like a machine in overload, tension drained from her body with a whoosh. She finally nodded in surrender.
"Wh-When you... call my name, somehow..."
Trailing off, she suddenly shifted her tone.
"It really feels like we're lovers... I'm happy..."
She recalled how excited Siwoo had been by her casual speech before.
That time, it led to formalities, confession, and erasing his memory.
Not this time.
Now, she could please him anytime.
Make him happy—and herself in turn.
A little embarrassment was nothing if it thrilled him. She felt ready for anything.
"......"
As expected, Siwoo's body shivered.
His breath grew ragged, his grip on her ass tightening.
He was aroused.
Thrilled.
Eloa, delighted, pushed further with bolder lines. She'd said far more shameless things before.
"So call my name... and thrust into me! Kyaa!"
His glans battered her cervix roughly.
A spark flashed before her eyes in hallucination, startling a weird squeal from her.
"I won't hold back from here on."
After that, Eloa's memories blurred.
Siwoo had turned beastly, ravaging her body fiercely.