Chapter 100: Acquiring Weapons - 16
Chapter 100: Acquiring Weapons - 16
Lijin seemed submissive to Jiha, but she still spoke her mind.
Until now, their relationship had been strictly professional, so he'd let it slide.
She had her own depth of thought, so he hadn't bothered to interfere.
But a physical relationship changed everything.
If she pretended to know things she didn't, he would simply show her the truth.
That she was, in the end, nothing more than a bookworm.
As Jiha's tongue delved into her ear, Lijin let out a pained moan and trembled.
"Huh, mmm...."
She'd been suppressing her heat, and now her body flushed and she gasped sweetly at the mere touch of his lips.
When he gently nibbled her trembling ear tip with his lips, Lijin shook her head desperately.
"Ah, haht. N-no... I'm becoming strange."
Smack. Tsup....
As he slowly, languidly sucked her sensitive earlobe, a flustered Lijin bit down on Jiha's shirt.
A struggle to suppress her moans. Jiha gently took her other earlobe between his thumb and forefinger and rubbed it softly.
"Hahk, haaaht. Mmm...."
The half-elf, her ears teased by both his lips and fingers, cried out pitifully, her legs trembling uncontrollably.
"S-sorry... I couldn't wash...."
Lijin's pronunciation was already slurred, as if the touch on her ears alone had sent her over the edge.
The tips of her long eyelashes were faintly prickled with tears, and she shook her head, panting with a sweet breath.
Just moments ago, she had managed to converse while holding back her lust, but Jiha's touch had melted her in an instant.
As Lijin collapsed against him, unable to even stand properly, Jiha stopped his hands and lips.
"Shall I stop?"
"......."
At Jiha's cold gaze, Lijin shook her head.
Her body was burning and overwhelmed, but the moment she told him to stop, her request would be void.
She couldn't back down, not if she wanted to prove her own need.
"......Don't mind me... please, continue."
"Yeah?"
Jiha took her hand and gently brushed his lips over the back of it.
As his lips trailed up over her small, white hand, Lijin flinched in surprise.
"Haa...."
While Lijin blinked in a daze, Jiha stripped off her jacket.
She'd expected gentleness, so Lijin only belatedly realized her clothes were being removed.
"Ah...."
Jiha's lips traveled up the sleeve of her white shirt, which was soaked through with sweat and clinging to her skin.
When Lijin flinched and reflexively tried to pull her arm away, Jiha held it down firmly.
Held fast, Lijin could only stare blankly as Jiha's lips moved across her body.
The man moved over her sweat-drenched shirt, leaving his mark on the clinging fabric.
"......Uh."
His lips traveled over her hand, up her arm, past her neck, and brushed her chin, making Lijin shiver and shudder.
"Hahk...."
Her head tilted back, exposing the smooth white nape of her neck, as the man's lips traced a line down it and continued lower.
Pop. Pop.
Jiha used his lips to catch and undo the buttons of her shirt.
Whenever one wouldn't come loose, he simply ripped it off with his teeth. Lijin shrank back instinctively at his method.
She had prepared herself to undress, but not like this.
"Tell me whenever you want to stop."
Jiha paused while unfastening the third button and looked up at her.
Lijin said, forcing down her tension,
"It's fine... please, continue."
As Jiha tore open the third button, the front of her shirt fell apart.
Lijin reflexively covered her chest with her arms.
This was something she'd steeled herself for over and over while waiting, but actually feeling the man's gaze on her was mortifying.
"Um, I really should wash...."
"Move your hands."
"......."
Lijin hesitated, then slowly lowered her arms.
A bead of sweat trickled down from her collarbone, shyly disappearing between her breasts.
Jiha saw the bra cupping that pair of alluringly full fruits and brought his lips back to Lijin's ear.
"You were waiting for me."
At Jiha's whisper, Lijin's cheeks flushed.
Her skin was slick with sweat, but her underwear was pristine and new.
She'd prepared her body while waiting, but clearly not her words.
"You felt too dizzy to even think of washing, but you still changed your underwear because you thought I would see it."
"That...."
Lijin was too embarrassed to answer, and Jiha delivered the finishing blow.
"But you didn't change your outer clothes because you wanted to hide that fact."
"......."
Completely seen through, Lijin fumbled for words and failed. Jiha lightly placed his hand over her underwear.
Her breast, trembling with tension, filled his palm.
"Ah. Haaht...."
Just the man cupping her breast made Lijin cry out sweetly, her lips quivering.
Her reaction was tense yet desperate. Jiha kneaded her breast slowly, very slowly.
"Mmm... uh."
Under the soft touch through her underwear, Lijin let out a pained moan, her legs quaking.
Her body was so highly sensitized that even this much fondling made it hard for her to stand.
Jiha closed his eyes and whispered again into the ear of the sweetly panting woman.
"You should answer properly. Or should I stop?"
"......Yes."
Lijin barely managed to answer in a voice as small as a mosquito's.
She'd given up, seeing that he had read her completely.
"What exactly did you imagine?"
"That is...."
Without pushing her, Jiha kneaded Lijin's breast with casual patience.
Under the man's touch—slow but distinct, marking her—Lijin answered between moans.
About how her clueless self had waited, imagining what was about to happen to her.
"......The lights off... mmm. On the bed... haaht."
Jiha's fingers gently pressed the nipple, its presence clearly felt even through the underwear.
At the tingling pleasure, Lijin bit her lower lip and shook her head in distress.
"Ah, aaht. Haaahk."
"You're starting to want me to stop, aren't you?"
At Jiha's mockery, Lijin bit her lip and tried to suppress her moans.
But lying on her side, pillowed on the man's arm, held from behind while her shamefully wet lower parts were caressed—this current situation was too shocking.
It lightly shattered everything she had imagined while waiting for Jiha to return, everything she had braced herself for tonight.
"Uh... mmm."
Moreover, each time the man touched her, a shudder wracked her body and a mind-numbing pleasure took hold. Whenever she tried desperately to hold back the embarrassing sounds, Jiha would torment her with his fingers even more.
Holding the squirming woman in his arms, Jiha savored her thoroughly.
With his mouth, he nibbled on her burning ear. With one hand, he greedily kneaded her breast, slick and smooth from sweat.
And with his other hand, he lazily rubbed the entrance of that soaking-wet spring.
"Hng, haang.... Haaahhhh...."
Under the persistent caress, Lijin's lips, which she had tried to keep sealed, parted.
As her sweet breathing grew ragged, Jiha coated his finger with her honey and invaded her core.
"Hmyahhk...!"
Lijin let out a cute shriek and grabbed Jiha's arm, the one she was using as a pillow.
Unable to withstand the unfamiliar intrusion, she tried to lift her hips to evade it, even twisting her body, but held as she was in the man's embrace, the motions were utterly meaningless.
They only stimulated the man's hunting instinct.
Jiha leisurely enjoyed the sensation of slowly driving the small animal struggling in his arms.
"Huhht. Hk. Hk. Hahk. Haaht...."
Lijin trembled, trying to endure somehow, but Jiha's finger had no intention of stopping.
As his finger rubbed the entrance of her spring and persistently stroked the sensitive little nub, the woman in his arms fluttered, her breathing quickening.
"Mmm, huhht. Hmmhhh... s-stop...."
A moan of surrender slipped from Lijin's lips as she floundered.
"What was that?"
"Th...."
Squelch. Squelch. Slide.
As Jiha's fingers moved again down below with obscene sounds, Lijin gasped.
The numbing, melting pleasure rising from her lower body was unbearable.
"P-please, stop...."
Considering she was a woman who knew nothing of men, she had held out remarkably long, but this was her limit.
When Lijin finally surrendered, Jiha withdrew his hand and lifted it.
"Haa, aaah...."
Lijin, who had been panting, lost her words at the sight of the man's fingers before her eyes.
Unable to look directly at the sticky froth trickling down his fingers, she cast her eyes downward.
'So you learned today what your body is really like.'
"......."
As Lijin closed her eyes, trying to lapse into silence, Jiha pulled his pants down and freed his member.
Grabbing and spreading Lijin's legs, Jiha didn't push in immediately but instead pressed the head of his cock firmly against the entrance of her cleft.
Feeling the foreign presence, Lijin looked down and her eyes flew wide open.
"Ah...."
Out of fear and shame, she reflexively tried to close her thighs, but the man's hands already held them firmly apart.
"Ah, uh... s-stop, please... stop."
Lijin pleaded, gripped by dread and anxiety over what was about to happen.
She, who was usually so composed and aware of her surroundings, had crumbled under Jiha's lips and hands and could now only beg.
Jiha whispered to the trembling woman.
"I'll teach you what it means to become a woman."
There was no man who would stop just because you told him to.