Chapter 210: Boosting Morale (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 210: Boosting Morale (3)
Yura was wearing her suit. It was a sight I had seen countless times before, and I had even seen her wearing just the suit without her helmet right before a duel.
However, seeing her in her suit before a fight was worlds apart from seeing her in it on a bed. Her suit was so captivating that I found myself wondering why I had never had such lewd thoughts about my girlfriend in her gear until now.
The pink base, matching her hair color, paired with white tights that were slightly translucent, drew my gaze. The fact that her skin was visible yet her private parts remained hidden made it even more provocative.
"You want to do it with these on?"
When she suggested keeping the suits on, I tilted my head in confusion. Yura simply nodded.
"Yeah. You can do it with it on, right?"
"It’s not that I can’t... but are you sure?"
I wasn't sure how it would feel to have sex in the suit I usually only wore for combat, so I couldn't give an immediate answer.
It wasn't that I didn't want to. It just felt strange to perform a completely different activity in a suit that had only ever served one purpose.
"Yeah. It’s not like there’s a rule saying we can’t."
Even so, seeing as she wanted to do this while we were alone and not with Su-ah, perhaps Yura also felt it was something a bit too embarrassing to show others.
"Otherwise, why do you think I gave you control over my suit in the first place?"
It had been quite a while since I’d seen her in her suit outside of a duel, so I had forgotten for a moment, but Yura had indeed handed over the control authorization for her suit to me.
It seemed to recognize my DNA first, but since I hadn't seen her in the suit since then, I had no idea what I could actually do with that authority.
I knew there was a function to adjust the size to fit the body perfectly, but I couldn't exactly use that during a duel...
"Alright, I get it."
Since it was what Yura wanted, I decided to go along with it and put on my suit in front of her. The Hunter Killer suits have a function to adjust to the wearer's body, and the suits used by Spacetro have the same feature.
After I donned the loose black suit, it recognized my physical data and tightened to fit my body perfectly.
"It feels strange being like this in our suits."
Yura, who had been staring intently at me, let out a faint smile, perhaps finding it awkward to face each other in our suits outside of a combat situation.
The difference from a duel was that neither of us was wearing a helmet. That single fact made the situation feel even more surreal.
"But can we actually do it like this?"
Spacetro suits had certain functions that made it possible, but since I had almost no information on Superhuman suits, I wondered if sex was even feasible in this state.
"I suggested it because it’s possible. Put your hand here, on the top."
Yura tilted her head up and pointed to a long, black, button-like strip on the neck of her suit. Remembering that I had touched this button when I controlled her suit before, I followed her instructions.
Since it was a vertically long oval, there wasn't a clear top or bottom, but I could distinguish them visually.
I placed my hand on the upper portion, and after about three seconds...
"Now, slide it down."
I slid my hand down the button, just like swiping a smartphone screen.
"There."
At her word, I wondered what had changed. I took my hand away and stepped back, only to be met with an indescribably lewd sight.
Yura's suit was perfectly intact—except for the part that had been covering her private area, which was now gone.
"How is it?"
As Yura sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, revealing her pussy, my lower body reacted instantly.
Spacetro suits have the same function, but seeing someone else use it like this for the first time left me speechless.
"I think I'm going to remember this every time we duel from now on."
"You'll have to stay focused then. Doesn't the Spacetro suit have something like this?"
"It does."
Immediately after answering her, the section of my suit covering my crotch also vanished. Originally, this function was designed for relieving oneself while wearing the suit.
I assumed the Superhuman suit had been designed with the same intent, but from this moment on, its purpose was going to be entirely different.
"I think I'll remember this too."
Returning my words with a lewd smile, she leaned in, and I met her lips with mine. The sensation of her suit-clad body pressing against mine through my own suit was bizarre.
"Is this why you gave me suit authorization?"
"Of course. That day I came to your place with Green, I actually wanted to do it in our suits then, too."
"You did?"
"Yeah. But I'm glad we're doing it now instead of then."
"Why?"
"Because I think today is a better day for it."
While pressed against her, I slid my hand over her suit and squeezed her breast. The texture of the suit combined with the elasticity of her large breast provided a unique sensation to my palm.
If I had to choose, I’d obviously prefer stroking her bare skin, but there are times when doing it while dressed feels even better than being naked.
"A better day? Did you just suddenly feel like you had to do it in the suit today?"
"We dueled for the first time in a while, and I lost again. I thought you might be feeling frustrated."
In that moment, a flurry of thoughts crossed my mind.
First of all, I didn't feel frustrated about losing the duel. Having experienced countless defeats, I didn't attach much meaning to a single loss.
But it seemed Yura thought differently. Team 3 had lost to Hunter Killer again, and she assumed I would be bitter about it.
She was trying to soothe that frustration by having sex in our suits.
In truth, she might have known I wasn't actually frustrated and just wanted to have sex in the suits herself.
However, faced with this unusual situation, the reason no longer mattered to me.
"You know me too well."
I wasn't frustrated, but I played along.
"I thought doing it in our suits might make that frustration disappear a bit... Haah."
I lowered my body and spread Yura's slightly closed legs wide. After feasting my eyes on the incredibly lewd sight of her pussy and anal opening exposed while the rest of her was suited up, I licked her pussy with my tongue.
"Hng, ah."
With a thin moan, Yura used her fingers to spread herself open, showing me her inner flesh.
"Since today's duel is over... haah... how about a duel in this area?"
There was no way I could refuse an invitation for sex from my girlfriend. I was already someone who knew the taste of pleasure from merging bodies with the person I loved.
The proof was how I hadn't shown a hint of rejection when Su-ah suggested sex earlier. I simply didn't feel any.
But sex in our suits? And under the guise of a duel?
There was no way I could turn this down, and Yura knew perfectly well that I wouldn't.
It wasn't that I wasn't refusing. It was that I couldn't.
"Since you called it a duel, you'd better be prepared. Pink."
"Bring it on. Spacetro... haahng."
It was the first time I had called my Superhuman girlfriend by her codename. Even though it was the first time, it didn't feel out of place at all. If anything, Yura seemed to get even more excited, her face flushing deep red.
I buried my face between her legs again, licking her pussy with my tongue before slowly inserting a finger. I wondered if she was wet because of the current situation, or if she had been wet since she started waiting for me.
Yura's pussy was soaking wet, her vaginal fluids dripping down and staining her lower body.
"Hng, ah, aah. Your tongue... it feels so good. Do it more... Ahng! Your fingers feel good too..."
"Aren't you supposed to be enduring it right now, not just accepting it?"
"Ah-hng, is that how it works?"
"Because it's a duel."
At my words while I pleasured her with my fingers, Yura thought deeply for a moment and then bit her lower lip.
"I'll try to hold it in."
"Since this is going to decide the winner today, you'd better brace yourself."
I withdrew the finger I was using to tease her and immediately inserted two, resuming the stimulation.
"Ngh, haaa-ah."
Since I already knew all of Yura's sensitive spots, giving her a pleasure she couldn't possibly endure was not a difficult task.
The more she tensed her body to avoid losing to Spacetro—to me—the more her pussy tightened around my fingers.
"Do you like it here?"
"Hah! Aaaaahng!"
As her vaginal walls tightened, I savored the sensation and stimulated her sensitive spot with my fingers, making her moan loudly.
"You're tightening up so much, you must be feeling it. You can't beat Spacetro like this."
"Ah-hng, ugh, hng. Yes. Ahng."
As I began to thrust my fingers into her pussy in earnest, her juices continued to flow out. Yura, who was receiving the pleasure with her legs spread wide, seemed even more aroused than usual, perhaps by the very suit-clad sex she had suggested.
"Why don't you say something? Hunter Killer Pink."
"Aaaah, ah, ahng. It... it doesn't feel good at all... Hng!"
She spoke with a lewd expression that made it clear she was feeling everything, so her words had zero conviction.
Though this suit-sex started for my sake because she thought I was frustrated by the loss, Yura seemed to be gradually losing herself in the atmosphere created by our roles as Spacetro and Superhuman, and the pretext of a "duel."
Somehow, it had turned into a sort of concept play, though technically, it wasn't even a concept.
"Then how about this?"
I was also starting to get swept up in the mood, feeling a different kind of satisfaction than usual from gifting Yura's body with such pleasure.
"Wait, ugh, hng, aaah. Ahng. Aaaaahng!"
As I moved my fingers roughly inside her, Yura, unable to handle the overwhelming stimulation, reached her climax and sprayed a large amount of transparent fluid, soaking the bed.
"Hng, ngh. Ah, aah, aaaaah, ahng. Haaaahng!"
Seeing her climax while wearing the suit made it hard for me to stop. Wanting to see her experience an even stronger peak, I continued to pump my fingers inside her.
"Ahng, haaaahng. Ahng, wa-wait a second... Aaaaahng."
"Hmm? Are you admitting defeat?"
At the word "defeat," Yura, who had been lost in her climax, suddenly snapped back to her senses and tried to endure the pleasure by tensing her body.
"Ngh, ah, hng... Aaaaahng. Haahng, ahng!"
But only a few seconds after tensing up, she couldn't withstand the rushing waves of stimulation. She sprayed even more fluid than usual and was forced to keep feeling the unending climax for a while.
"Ah-hng, ugh... ngh. Haahng..."
When I saw that she had fully climaxed, I withdrew my fingers. Her waist had lost all strength from the intense orgasm, and she lay slumped on the bed, her body trembling.
"Why are you trying to rest alone? The real duel is just beginning."
Unlike her, who had just hit a massive peak, I was overflowing with energy. I approached her as she lay with her legs spread and aligned my tip with her soaking wet pussy.
"If you want to rest like this, you just have to admit defeat."
"Who... who's admitting defeat?"
Her intention to soothe my frustration was long gone. Now that it was framed as a duel, Yura looked at me with eyes full of determination not to lose.
The moment our eyes met, I felt her genuine will to win, so I shoved my cock deep into her pussy.
"Hng, ahng!"
Feeling her vaginal walls clamp down on me the moment I entered, I grabbed both of Yura's hands and pinned them against the bed.
"How does it feel to take the cock of the Spacetro soldier who was just overpowering you?"
"Ah, ngh, it feels good."
"Hmm? It feels good?"
"What can I do if it feels good? Hng, not wanting to lose is one thing. Feeling good is another."
I found logic in her words, and a smile spread across my face.
Though the roles of Spacetro and Superhuman were emphasized because of the suits, the fact that she and I were lovers remained unchanged.
"Still, since it's a duel, try not to lose while you enjoy the pleasure."
"I never had any intention of losing. Hng, ah, aaaaahng!"
As I immediately began thrusting, Yura's moans grew louder.
The suit I had seen so many times now served only to emphasize her curvaceous body.
With only her private parts exposed, she was taking my cock into her soaking pussy, and her large breasts, encased in the suit, bounced with every thrust of my hips, fueling my desire.
"Ah, ahng, a, aaaaahng. It's... harder than usual. Haaaahng."
Her long pink hair became disheveled from the rough movements. Yura, her face flushed as she exhaled hot breaths, let out erotic cries every time my cock buried itself deep inside her.
Perhaps I was more excited than I thought by the situation of having sex with Yura in her suit, as I thrust my hips more violently than usual.