Properly Educating the Reversed World's Man (3)
Their first meeting happened while she was training alone. At the time, Adrian was practicing the techniques Helia and Martina had taught him, and she suddenly approached him with a fierce glare.
"Hey, you're the one who messed up my little— Gah!?"
No, more precisely, her words caught in her throat the moment she saw him. She froze on the spot, swallowing hard, and stared at him blankly for a long while.
"...What do you want?"
"Uh, uh, w-well..."
Senya stammered, fidgeting nervously at his question. As puzzlement crept in, Adrian began to take in her figure more clearly. Like Helia and Martina, her revealing armor highlighted her pronounced curves—full where it mattered, slim where it counted. A faint desire to spend the night with her stirred in his heart.
"Did you come to help me train, by any chance?"
"Huh? Uh, y-yeah... Sure, that works."
Seizing the opportunity, Senya eagerly accepted his hopeful suggestion. With her assistance, Adrian continued his training far more efficiently than alone.
"Yeah, having someone to spar with really helps me get the feel for it."
"Uh, y-yeah. Glad I could help."
Even after a long session, Senya still spoke awkwardly, stuttering. Her flushed face betrayed her shyness around him—a reaction that clearly showed she was very conscious of him, even if he didn't know the full details yet.
"Hey, Senya. You didn't really come to help me train, did you?"
Thinking this might be a chance to close the distance, Adrian probed further.
"How about we grab a drink and talk it over?"
"A d-drink? Uh, sure... I got time, so a quick one should be fine."
Senya accepted his offer hesitantly. Thus, Adrian found himself alone with her over drinks, learning much about her in the process. She was a novice knight despite her youth, yet highly skilled and respected. And why she'd sought him out.
"So, the guy I beat down yesterday is your little brother?"
"Yeah, that's my brother. I came to chew you out for it."
That damn brat—went crying to the first strong person he could find right after getting his ass kicked. In his original world, it'd be a man's shame, but regardless, if her story held, he was in real danger. Her skill during training rivaled Helia and Martina's; if she'd harbored ill will, he could've been crippled from the first encounter.
"But why help me train instead of punishing me right away?"
Why show him kindness? When he asked, she tilted her glass and murmured in a trembling voice.
"W-well, using violence on a man didn't feel knightly... And you seemed diligent in training, not like a total bad guy. Maybe there's more to the story..."
In short, she'd hesitated to swing first due to doubts, then got roped into sparring, and her impression of him shifted. But that didn't fully explain it. The real root seemed tied to how she'd frozen and gasped upon seeing him.
"...Mostly, I was super nervous."
When she voiced what he suspected, Adrian blinked and pressed her.
"Nervous?"
"Y-yeah. I'd never been alone with a guy like you before. My mind just... went blank."
Senya averted her gaze, blushing furiously. It was obvious—she was inexperienced with men.
"Senya, are you... a virgin?"
"W-what!?"
"You just seem really aware of me, you know."
Maybe overconfident, but based on his experiences here, his looks hit women hard in this world. Her excessive reactions from the start made sense, especially with how she flushed every time their eyes met.
"C-can't help it. I've just trained nonstop to join the knights..."
She hung her head, embarrassed at being found out. Her face burned redder from the alcohol and shame.
"Besides, a girl like me who only knows training... guys probably don't like that."
Self-loathing, a lack of feminine confidence. As drinks flowed, her negativity revealed a life of extreme abstinence—which thrilled Adrian, who'd lusted after her on sight.
"I like you just fine."
At his honest words, Senya's eyes widened as she stared at him.
"L-like? What do you...?"
"You dropped your prejudices and helped me train. You made a great first impression."
"I-Impression? Y-you mean you see me as a woman...?"
She mumbled incoherently, hopeful. Adrian drove it home firmly.
"Exactly. I see you as a woman, Senya."
Her trembling stopped abruptly. Closing the gap with her frozen gaze on him, he gently cupped her face and whispered,
"Can I kiss you?"
"K-Kis...?"
"If you don't want to, I'll stop."
She was stronger than him—forcing it would backfire. But if she'd fallen for him at first sight and still felt it, she'd agree.
"Nnh...!"
She squeezed her eyes shut in response. Adrian slowly leaned in, claiming her lips. Savoring the soft touch...
"Mmph, mm...!"
When he slipped his tongue in, her body shuddered reflexively, but he ignored it, ravaging her mouth. Sticky saliva, tense cheeks, a frantic tongue—all screaming untouched purity. Defiling it fueled his depraved excitement.
"Pha...!"
After the deep kiss, Senya gazed at him with hazy eyes. He asked softly,
"How was it?"
Your first time accepting a man you noticed—what did it feel like?
"D-don't know."
She dodged his gaze shyly, clutching her racing heart. The picture of a virgin swept up easily by the mood.
"If you don't know, we can explore more."
Seizing the moment, he wrapped an arm around her waist and led her off.
"Shall we continue this talk in bed?"
"..."
Senya nodded silently. Smiling in satisfaction, Adrian took her straight to the bedroom. And...
"Mmph, hnn...!"
Panting moans echoed. Naked and kneeling, Senya sucked his cock.
"You're getting good at it now. You were so clumsy at first."
"Hnn, mm... ♥"
Even as he stroked her head approvingly, she showed no resistance—just focused on sucking. Her mouth full of saliva moved smoothly; the virgin awkwardness long gone. Sure, alcohol-fueled impulse, but experience was experience. The first time's tough, but once learned, inhibitions crumble fast.
Senya, now adept, wrapped her large breasts around his shaft.
"L-like this?"
"Yeah, perfect. Keep going."
Slide, slide. She rubbed him with her tits, then asked timidly,
"Guys... like this stuff?"
"Of course. Men go crazy for women's tits."
"R-really? Guess these dumb big boobs are useful sometimes..."
A faint smile at the new knowledge. Teased by her awkwardness, Adrian prodded playfully.
"You ever do this for your little brother?"
"W-what!? No way! Not to my brother...!"
She bristled, trembling. Her brother was clearly a sore spot, but it didn't turn to hostility toward him.
"S-Seiji's just family. I could never do this to him."
"Yeah, makes sense. Seeing family that way's weird."
"R-right. You're the only one I've done this for..."
Shyness overtook her mid-sentence, body shaking. Adrian asked with a hint of unease,
"But seriously, you okay with this? Being with the guy who beat your brother?"
Family or not, he'd assaulted her precious sibling. Even with love at first sight, she'd rage if he found out.
"...Technically, Seiji started it."
Yet Senya defended him, consoling with a bitter tone.
"I spoiled my only brother too much. Turns out after joining the knights, he's been whoring around with any girl who shows interest... Gotta discipline him properly later."
"Haha, sounds like I did him a favor."
"No, it was necessary. In a way, I'm grateful to you."
Gratitude, not resentment. As long as no hard feelings, they could continue.
"Ah, here it comes. Open wide."
"O-okay. Like this?"
-Splurt, splurt.
Senya caught his ejaculation in her open mouth. But much spilled, defiling her face beyond recognition as yesterday's virgin.
"...Aiden's cum tastes like this, huh."
She licked a bit off her face, savoring innocently. Her amateur charm reignited his arousal; he pulled her onto the bed.
"Warm-up's over. Ready for the main event?"
"Y-yeah..."
She lay back, hands cupping her chest, staring longingly at his cock. Though she'd taken it yesterday, the haze made it feel new—fear and anticipation mixing in her eyes.
"Didn't notice yesterday in the heat... It's way bigger than my brother's."
"...Haha, yeah?"
That shitty brat had a small dick to match his narrow mind. But comparing siblings' cocks itched at him oddly. The thrill of claiming his antagonistic sister's naked body and heart was intoxicating.
-Creak.
A faint door hinge sound. Pausing, he glanced over— the room door ajar, pale green hair peeking through. Same shade as Senya's...
"Aiden, what's wrong?"
Too tense to notice? Gauging her briefly, he smirked and looked away from the door.
"Nothing."
Now with an audience—the brother who hated him. It only heightened the excitement. Cock harder, he gripped her waist.
To show his enemy taking his beloved sister's body and soul.
"Here I go."
"Yeah, come on..."
-Plunge!
His cock pierced Senya's secret depths once more.