Chapter 58: Reaping the Harvest - 11
Chapter 58: Reaping the Harvest - 11
Tsup. Tsuuup.
"Haa, aah......."
Once she started, Enril did not hesitate.
She'd done this before. She trailed her tongue along the man's fingers, then drew his middle finger between her lips.
Shluuurp.
She took the finger deep into her mouth.
Her lips worked softly, sucking with care, while her tongue coiled around Jiha's finger with an obscene slickness.
"Mmn."
After sweetly sucking his index finger, Enril pulled back and guided his middle finger past her lips.
Schlllp.
This time she sucked hard, as if she meant to swallow it whole.
Unable to restrain the heat rising inside her.
"Haaa."
Holding Jiha's wrist, Enril drew his middle finger from her mouth and licked across the nail.
Her tongue traced down meticulously, following the finger into the palm of his hand.
The woman's tongue teased the man's palm without stopping.
Enril kept her eyes upturned, searching Jiha's face.
Unsure if she was allowed to go this far.
"......."
His heart boiling over from her devoted service, Jiha leaned closer.
As if she had been waiting, Enril wrapped both arms around him and pressed her lips to his.
Seeking a reward for pleasing the man by licking and sucking his fingers.
"Ha, haah."
Neither could be said to have started it. Their tongues tangled and their saliva mixed.
With one hand Jiha seized Enril's breast, and with the other he grabbed her ass.
He gripped the breast as if he would burst it and kneaded her backside roughly.
"Nn, mmn."
When the fiercely aroused male grabbed her with force, Enril bit back her moans despite the pain.
Afraid that if she showed she was hurting, the man would stop.
Grip. Grrrrip.
Sensing her thought, Jiha moved both hands behind her and seized both sides of Enril's ass at once.
As he kneaded these large, voluptuous cheeks with brute intensity, blood rushed to his lower half in an instant.
Kneeead.
Above all, he liked that she deliberately suppressed any pained sounds even when he gripped her hard enough to hurt.
The reaction was proof of just how deeply she had fallen for him.
"Hoo. Hoo......."
"Ha, haaht."
Their breathing grew rough, their bodies hot.
When Jiha pulled his lips away, Enril stared back at him blankly.
Both of them were so overheated they had lost their senses. Enril moved her hands first to strip off her own clothes.
But Jiha took hold of her hands and murmured.
"......I have to go."
"......."
The meeting with the Mayor of Waris.
An appointment too important to postpone.
It was nearly time for Jiha to prepare to leave.
Enril recalled it with effort and struggled to steady her breathing.
But Jiha said in a low voice.
"......Though right now, I don't want to."
"What......."
Ridiculous.
Even as she thought that, Enril's chest flared with heat.
The sound of her pounding heart.
This cold-blooded human man was telling her he wanted to stay with her longer.
And indeed, their bodies pressed together were burning up.
Through her groin, she felt the heavy weight of his arousal.
Kissing Enril, groping her breasts and ass, Jiha was aroused too.
His male body was screaming that he wanted to take her right this instant, wanted to thrust this rigid thing between her legs and shake her as much as he pleased.
"......."
Enril looked at Jiha with trembling eyes.
In response, Jiha wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled their bodies tight together.
With one hand he kept kneading her ass, while with the other he stroked her hair.
"Uh, mmn."
Her body heated under the man's hand on her backside, but the touch brushing her nape and hair felt strangely erotic.
A fullness spread from deep in her chest all the way to her fingertips.
"Ah, mm. Mmn."
Enril flinched at the ticklish sensation, again and again, but Jiha didn't rush.
As if soothing a restless pet, he touched her shoulder lightly and brought his hand to her cheek.
"......."
This was somehow more embarrassing.
Enril instinctively tried to hide how her body and heart were reacting, but Jiha pressed his lips to her forehead.
Peck.
When Enril reflexively turned her head away, he kissed her on the cheek, and when she turned her head again to evade him, he kissed her chin.
"Ah, mmn."
They had just tangled their tongues and lips so deeply moments ago.
Yet now, every touch of the man's lips spread some other, denser richness and sweetness through her.
Then Jiha's lips reached her long ear.
"Ah, ha, aah......."
Twitch. Twitch.
Enril closed her eyes, her body trembling faintly, and clutched tightly at Jiha's clothes.
As the man's lips traced slowly along the outer edge of the dark elf's long ear, her moans gradually quickened.
"Nn, mmn. Mmn......."
Even though the lips only grazed her lightly, brushing past, an unbearable tingling sensation surged inside her.
Enril couldn't identify what it was, and it frightened her enough to make her flinch.
But she dared not shake her head.
She wanted the man to keep going, and feared he might mistake any movement for a sign of refusal.
She could only suppress the unknown dread by swallowing her moans, struggling to calm the trembling of her body and heart.
But her resolve lasted only a moment.
Ssssssft.
Having traced her ear all the way to the root, Jiha pressed his lips behind it.
"Mmmn."
Enril's body jolted at the sensation.
Jiha's lips, after kissing her earlobe, moved sideways again, tracing the lower edge of her ear.
"Urk, hnngk. Mmn."
The man's lips brushed past, grazing lightly...... then nibbled.
"Ah."
Startled out of her wits, the woman let out a faint moan, panting.
A surge of surprise and pleasure, and sweetness spreading again.
But Jiha did not bite harder. He traced slowly to the very tip of her ear.
Just as Enril's heart began to settle......
"Enril......."
"Hnnt."
Jiha called her name in a low voice and licked around the rim of her ear.
As a sticky, hot breath rushed against her and a wet tongue pushed in, Enril, who had kept her eyes shut, shook and trembled all over.
"Hek, haah. Hrrk."
She didn't know what was happening to her. Uneasy, she still couldn't suppress the quaking of her body.
While licking her ear with his tongue, Jiha used both hands to knead her full breasts and firm backside wildly.
His hands groped roughly, but his lips and tongue were impeccably courteous and soft.
"Ah, ah, uh."
Straddling Jiha from above, bitten and sucked on her ear, her breasts and ass groped at the man's whim, the matchlessly beautiful dark elf couldn't open her eyes. She only writhed and moaned helplessly.
"Mmmn, mmm. Haah, aah. Ah!"
And then Jiha's lips lightly caught the tip of her ear between his teeth.
His lips stayed soft, but his teeth left a faint mark.
In that moment, Enril's body convulsed and all her muscles clenched tight.
As if he'd been waiting, Jiha kneaded her breasts and stroked her ass, applying pressure slowly, then releasing, over and over.
"Ah, n-not......."
"I like it."
The instant the man whispered and bit the tip of her ear again...... Enril's breath caught entirely.
"Hak, haaak!!"
An instinctive bodily reaction.
The silver-haired dark elf threw her chin up toward the ceiling, her body shivering.
Under Jiha's hand, he could feel her breast swelling even fuller.
The soft mound subtly distorted within the man's grip, following Enril's breathing.
"Uh, hrrk. Hnn. Hnnn."
Enril bit her lower lip, trying to hold back her moans, but it was no use.
And when Jiha caught the back of her head and pulled her closer, he bit her ear once more.
"Ah?! Ah, aahh......."
Jolt! Jolt!!
In that instant, Enril convulsed hard within Jiha's arms.
Climax.
Unbelievably, she had reached climax.
"Hak, haaak. Haaaak......."
Without even being penetrated.
Enril couldn't believe it, blinking as she gasped for air.
But contrary to her thoughts: her thighs convulsed, her waist twitched.
And her sex grew wet.
"Ah, uh, uhh. Hnnnk."
Her toes curled, and moans kept spilling through her teeth.
The sudden drain of strength, the inability to move even a single finger. It was definitely climax.
Climax from kissing the man, from being groped on her breasts and ass, from having her ear licked?
Enril was deeply flustered, but Jiha had guided her there.
A woman's sense of pleasure shifts with the mood.
The fact that she had mounted Jiha first, combined with the anticipation and then his dense, deliberate caresses, had heated Enril's body to its limit, and finally she had gone over.
It showed just how much Enril had opened her heart to Jiha.
"Hak, haaak. Mmn."
When Jiha caressed her ear with his fingertips, the woman flinched, her body crying out.
The convulsion that started at her ear traveled down her waist and into her thighs.
Her cleft was so wet it overflowed, enough to run down her thighs.
The man had surely noticed the sticky dampness.
Enril was beside herself with shame and embarrassment, but Jiha said nothing. He held her waist with one hand and stroked her long silver hair with the other.
"Ah, ha, aaaah......."
Had a man's arms always felt this distant and dreamlike?
Even as she panted in a sweet daze, Enril felt a strange sense of relief.
Peck. Smooch.
Jiha kissed her ear again.
"Urk. Mmn. Hnnnn. Ha."
Pleasure surged once more.
Enril's breath quickened as she trembled and shivered.
Like a skilled chef, Jiha had brought the dark elf in his arms to climax and was now slowly, steadily caressing her.
Soaking her even more thoroughly.
"Ah, uh. Mmn."
Enril pleaded piteously.
To please move on to what came next.
In response, Jiha took hold of her ass and rocked her back and forth.
Creak. Creak.
As Enril's body swayed under Jiha's hands, the chair let out a secretive sound.
Inside his pants, his fully swollen shaft—so rigid that it might tear through the fabric—pressed hard against Enril's wet sex and rubbed against it.
Prrrress.
"Ah! Ahh. Ahn......."
Even with their clothes on, just rubbing against each other, she could feel how hard it was. Moans slipped out.
Already driven to climax, Enril shuddered as Jiha moved her body at his will.
"Ah, ahhk."
She had started moving in time with Jiha's hold on her ass, but now she was shaking her hips forward and backward on her own.
Creak! Creak!
"Nn, kngn. Mmmn."
The matchlessly beautiful dark elf sat straddling the man's lap with her legs spread, rutting desperately against his groin without even taking off their clothes, panting wildly.
An utterly obscene sight.
Jiha's shaft grew even harder, and feeling it through his pants, Enril rocked her hips forward and back even more frantically.
"Hak, haaak, ahk. Ah. Aaht!"
Enril's hands, clutching Jiha, curled into claws and raked downward.
Then her hips stopped dead. The flesh of her backside, still under Jiha's hands, trembled violently.
"Hak, haak. Haak. Haaah......."
Pleasure surged from deep inside her body, rushing straight up to her head.
At this renewed climax, Enril opened her mouth and couldn't even breathe properly.
She had clung to Jiha, rocked her hips first, and come again.
"Hak, haaak. Haaaak."
Paralyzed by a wave of pleasure too immense, Enril didn't know what to do with herself.
She had climaxed repeatedly, yet Jiha hadn't even done anything yet.
"Hak, haaak."
The thought struck her, and Enril brought her trembling hand to Jiha's pants.
She understood that his restraint meant he wanted her to undress him.
But Jiha caught her hand and stopped it.
Then he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head.
To the puzzled Enril, Jiha whispered.
"There's work today, you know."
"......."
The appointment with Dudinel, the Mayor of Waris, was soon.
So he meant to stop here and leave?
Rationally, it made perfect sense, but all Enril wanted to do was shake her head.
She wanted more.
No—she felt sorry.
She could feel Jiha's cock, still stiff inside his pants. To send him off like this......
"No. This is far enough."
"Ah......."
Enril's voice was mournful, but at the same time, she hit a wall.
Jiha wasn't saying this lightly.
Sensing how disappointed and empty she felt, he had taken a brief moment out of his busy schedule just to soothe her heart.
She could say nothing more.
"......Uh, yeah."
Enril hesitated, watching his face.
Shouldn't she at least do something for him?
Jiha would be going out having felt no pleasure at all.
But...... her body, having climaxed repeatedly, wouldn't move the way she wanted.
Reading her heart, Jiha whispered in her ear.
"You were cute."
"......."
Words no one would ever dare say to her, a Unique.
But Enril lowered her eyes and nodded meekly.
With a mix of guilt toward the man...... and a secret joy.
And at the thought that she didn't want to get up from his lap.
"......."
When Enril's eyes met Jiha's, she flinched, then carefully tilted her head.
Her hesitating hand pressed gently against the back of Jiha's head.
Was it really all right, just like this?
At the touch seeking his permission, Jiha smiled and inclined his head.
"Ah."
Relieved, Enril closed her eyes and kissed him.
Her lips meeting the man's.
Something she had done countless times, yet this time it was strangely shy and bashful.
The dark elf's clumsy kiss.