Chapter 185: Side Effect (2)
Chapter 185: Side Effect (2)
The atmosphere turned suggestive in an instant. Iona cautiously raised both her hands.
With one hand, she curled her index finger and thumb into a circle, and with the index finger of her other hand, she made a vulgar gesture of poking through that circle.
"Want to?"
"Yes."
The answer shot out immediately, without even passing through my brain. Even if it had, my answer likely wouldn't have changed.
Hearing my response, the corners of Iona’s mouth curled into a smirk, and she began to unbutton my clothes right then and there.
Slide.
Perhaps because it was a loose patient gown, my top was stripped off in no time.
Her cool fingers began to stroke between the lines of my muscles.
"Mmm, mmm... I’ve thought this before, but Student Yandel, you have a great body for a mage, don't you? I suppose it makes sense."
"Ahaha..."
I laughed awkwardly, letting Iona’s admiration slide.
After all, this body wasn't something I built through exercise; it was a physique that followed the increase in my stats.
I felt a bit bashful answering her, since I hadn't exactly been training my body in my spare time like she thought.
Well, achievement hunting is also a result of my effort, so fundamentally, is there really much of a difference?
I shrugged and watched as Iona continued to fiddle with my upper body.
Iona, who always forcibly suppressed her own charms, was now moving according to her desires.
To see her, who had suppressed herself to a degree that felt almost obsessive, now surrendering her body to excitement and moving like this...
I wanted to savor this gap in her personality for as long as possible.
For that reason, I lay still and let Iona do as she pleased.
Touch, touch.
"Hng..."
Touch, touch.
"Haah..."
Touch, touch.
"...Professor?"
"Yes?! W-what is it, Student Yandel?"
"How long are you going to keep just touching me?"
"It’s fine, it’s fine! Don't be impatient. I’m going to touch a little more, so just wait a moment."
"I wasn't particularly impatient, but... sure, okay."
As I nodded and lay back down quietly, Iona gently stroked the area around my heart with her fingertips.
However, that hand movement was... how should I put it? It felt hesitant, as if she didn't know what to do next.
The suggestiveness vanished somewhere, replaced by a sense of raw innocence. I had a hunch as to why.
"Professor Iona."
"Uh? Just wait a second, just a second..."
"It’s not that. Is it because you don't know what to do next?"
"No! No! How old do you think I am? Do you think I wouldn't know even this much? You know too, Student Yandel. What kind of books I read in secret."
"Knowing and practicing are two different things. What were you planning to do next?"
"Well, take off your clothes..."
"And then?"
"I have to take mine off too."
"And after that?"
"Foreplay?"
"What kind of foreplay?"
"Uh, umm."
After a moment of thought, Iona smiled brightly and pumped her loosely clenched fist up and down.
"This?"
"What are you going to do by just making me cum with your hand...?"
More importantly, shouldn't Iona herself be loosened up first? I’d been standing at full mast for a while now, so I was fine.
I let out a long sigh and gently stroked the back of Iona’s hand, which was resting on my chest.
"Is this your first time, Professor?"
"...Ugh!"
"It’s okay. I actually prefer it that way."
Thinking about it, it was only natural. In her youth, Iona was busy getting stronger, and after that, she was busy fighting.
After the Great War ended, she lived her life as an Academy professor while vowing revenge.
If Iris could be a virgin for 500 years, 300 years or so was certainly possible.
No, as I said just a moment ago, it was actually better for me.
"I'll take the lead from here."
"No!"
"...Huh? Why?"
Was she embarrassed about suddenly shouting? Or was she ashamed of being caught in her clumsiness?
With her pale face flushed crimson, Iona continued in a desperate tone.
"B-but, but! Student Yandel is a student, and I’m the professor!"
"Ah."
I think I get the feeling. Her pride as an elder and a professor was the issue.
After a moment of deliberation, I took Iona’s hand in mine.
"Fine. Then let's do it together."
"Together?"
"You’ve been the only one groping me this whole time, Professor. I want to touch you too."
"Mmm. That’s true. Wait a moment."
Nodding as if convinced, Iona leaned her upper body toward me.
"Hehe! Since I took off Student Yandel’s clothes... Student Yandel should take off mine, right?"
"Ha. You think I can't?"
I placed my hands on Iona’s rounded shoulders.
Her cardigan had already half-slid off, and the buttons on the dress shirt underneath had long since been torn off during the blood-sucking.
Just by sliding my fingers inside and pulling, Iona was half-naked in an instant.
Bounce.
"Wow..."
Her transparent skin shimmered under the moonlight. The elegant curves drawn from her collarbones.
Her size seemed about the same as Carla’s. However, perhaps because she usually kept herself so tightly bundled up, they looked much larger.
Instinctively, I reached out and gave them a firm squeeze.
"Hng..."
She flinched for a moment, but then tilted her upper body slightly to make it easier for me to touch her.
I enjoyed the size that filled my hands and the heavy weight as I kneaded them slowly.
Squish, squeeze.
Her breasts distorted this way and that within my hands. Accordingly, her nipples, which were becoming increasingly firm, poked against my palms.
Was it because of her cool body temperature? It felt strangely different. Though the fact that touching them made me happy remained the same.
However, we couldn't just keep touching each other's chests forever.
While still holding Iona’s breasts, I gave them a light tug.
"Huh? Uhh?"
Iona blinked her dark red eyes. Even while she was practically oozing sex appeal, I chuckled at her innocent appearance and bit my lip.
Then, I leaned in and kissed the now-close Iona.
Mwah.
A short bird kiss. But in that brief moment, Iona’s breath, which had stained her lips blood-red, had become considerably ragged.
It seemed feeding her blood was much more effective than halfway foreplay.
I tapped Iona’s waist as she licked her own lips with her tongue.
"Can I ask for the bottom half next?"
"...Oh? Yes. Right. We haven't done the bottom yet."
Nodding blankly, Iona approached awkwardly and stood with her feet on either side of my head.
A position where I could look up at Iona from directly below. The center of her shorts—which looked like hot pants modified for ease of movement—was slightly damp.
After taking a deep breath, Iona began to pull down her pants as if to show me.
Wiggle, wiggle.
She was likely trying to step out of her pants, but to me, it just looked like she was swaying her hips.
After performing an unintentional striptease and becoming completely naked, Iona tapped my shoulder with her heel.
"So, so? Any thoughts?"
"Thoughts?"
I focused and looked up at Iona once more.
Her pussy looked overall drenched, perhaps from the excitement of sucking blood.
The pussy flesh, which had felt soft even through her clothes, was plump and swollen, but thanks to her spread-legged posture, I could see a bit of the inside.
The light-colored inner flesh and a vaginal opening that looked like it could barely fit a pinky finger.
Finally, the dark red pubic hair that grew moderately over everything.
"...It’s beautiful."
It was a pussy that I could only describe as beautiful overall.
It didn't have any particularly striking features, but it was an ideal shape, as if drawn in a picture.
Iona nodded vigorously, seemingly pleased with my reaction.
"Good. Good. For such an honest Student Yandel, there is a reward~"
She spoke as if addressing a young child. However, the reward Iona followed up with was not something one would ever give to a child.
Squelch.
With a bright smile, Iona spread her pussy wide open.
The love fluid stretched like a thread before breaking, vulgarly exposing her inner flesh.
However, this must have been quite embarrassing even for Iona, as she closed it again after a short while.
"Whew... that’s it for the service! Next is Student Yandel’s turn!"
"Oh. Wait a moment."
I kicked the distracting blanket aside and tried to take off my pants. But.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Iona sat astride me and stopped me.
Since I was in the middle of taking off my pants, the sensation of Iona’s pussy pressing against my lower abdomen was transmitted vividly.
Soft and squishy, but with a body temperature that was cool rather than hot.
Just as the love fluid, which felt even more distinct in that sensation, began to soak my skin as it oozed out stickily...
Iona continued with a serious face.
"I want to take them off."
"Ah, yes. Go ahead."
When I nodded reluctantly, she excitedly slid down between my legs and took her position.
Gulping with an expression that was a mix of tension and anticipation.
"Hmph!"
She pulled down my pants, which had bulged out all at once.
Boing!
"Hiek!"
Then, startled by my cock that had sprung out from the recoil, she escaped by doing a backward roll.
...What the hell.
When I tried to sit up while scratching the back of my head, Iona stopped me again.
"I-it’s okay! It’s okay! I just needed a little mental preparation!"
"Now of all times...? More importantly, you fell off the bed; are you okay?"
"I performed a proper ukemi, so I’m perfectly fine! And I couldn't help it, right? I didn't know it would be this big!"
Iona spread her palm wide and examined it closely.
"With this... okay, it’ll work out somehow. The problem is what comes after..."
Iona muttered something to herself, but soon crawled back onto the bed with a determined expression.
She lightly gripped my still fully erect cock. Her cool fingers pleasantly wrapped around my groin.
"Hey, hey. Student Yandel. I’m asking just in case..."
"Yes. What is it?"
"I shouldn't bite the cock, right?"
"...I'll give you blood separately, so absolutely do not bite there."