10. Search Request
“……Wanna come in?”
The blanket lifts, and the faint red glow of the campfire inside casts a warm light on her bare skin. From her springy thighs curves a firm ass, a taut waist, and massive tits. Above them, her armpits glisten slightly, damp with sweat and rain……
My eyes lock on without thinking. Saliva floods my mouth.
“Uh, I mean…. Hmm.”
My gaze especially fixes on Bella’s thighs. They’re always on display, but tonight they feel even more alluring. Her body radiates a healthy, toned sexiness—firm and bouncy in all the right ways.
Has Bella always been this hot? Well, yeah, she has……
“……Just say no if you don’t want to.”
“No, it’s not that I don’t want to.”
“Then what?”
She turns her head shyly as she speaks, avoiding my eyes. That flicker in her gaze feels different from usual.
Why’s she so cute?
Physically, she’s not the “cute” type—more like raw sex appeal, tough as nails. The scar over her bandaged right eye. Scratches and marks all over her body. A total warrior babe showing this bashful side?
Gulp. I swallow hard. Blood rushes south. My cock throbs. Precum beads at the tip, leaking out from the excitement—a thick, clear drop like a pearl.
My balls ache, screaming to unload the backed-up cum.
Why hide it? I want to fuck Bella’s brains out right now. That’s my honest thought.
But something holds me back. Cheong-ah.
She pops into my head, worry flooding in. Pretending not to care, jealous as hell. She’s nagged me to make Bella a wife too since I’ve kissed her so much—but that undercurrent of envy in her voice? Crystal clear.
If I jumped Bella now…… Cheong-ah would be crushed. Remember when I kissed Bella before? Cheong-ah pushed me to accept her, but pouted hard when the arm grew back.
Okay, hold it together, Ian. Cheong-ah’s precious to me. I don’t want to hurt her if I can help it.
Of course, this could all be wishful thinking assuming Bella’d even go for it.
I barely cling to reason, suppressing the urge, when Bella mutters with her head still turned.
“What, no answer? You coming in or not? I’m freezing.”
“Uh, yeah. No, I’m fine. I’m a guy, you’re a girl, right? Sharing a blanket feels……”
“Jesus, quit your bullshit. Get in here, dumbass.”
I stammer excuses. She cuts me off firm, stretches out her arm, and yanks me in.
Thanks to Cheong-ah’s brutal training, I’m no pushover physically—but she channels mana or something, and I fly into the blanket like a leaf in the wind.
Now I’m sitting against the wall, Bella cradled in my arms.
“Ahh, warm.”
“……”
“Feels nice and toasty like this. Why hesitate?”
“Well, I’ve got my reasons……”
“Reasons my ass. It’s ‘cause of Ju Cheong-ah, right?”
“……A little.”
“Yeah, that girl swears she’s not jealous but she’s got it bad.”
“Cheong-ah’s not like that.”
“Bullshit. You know it best.”
“Ahem.”
“Don’t sweat it. I won’t tell her. We both keep our mouths shut, done.”
Her bouncy body presses intense sensation against me. Her scent—sweet and musky—tickles my nose.
“……Cheong-ah’s lucky.”
“Huh? What’d you say?”
“Nothing.”
My cock rubs naturally against her smooth back. Bella asks awkwardly,
“Hey, something hard keeps poking my back. What is it?”
“Nothing, ignore it.”
“It’s jabbing me nonstop—how? Move it.”
“Sorry, can’t. Guy physiology.”
“……Fine. Whatever.”
Awkward silence stretches. Crackle, crackle. Campfire pops, rain pours outside.
Even rock-hard, the ASMR of nature and fire-watching makes my eyes droop.
Then, through the drowsiness, Bella mumbles low. I snap awake, ask again.
“……Want it?”
“Huh? What? Didn’t hear.”
“I mean, your cock. The boner. I could… help. It’s poking me, kinda uncomfortable.”
“……Huh?”
“If you don’t want, forget it.”
She buries her face in her knees, ears burning red—probably the firelight.
More awkward quiet. My dick stays hard, smearing precum on her back.
God, me. What the hell? Feels frustrating, like I’m playing dumb on purpose—or am I just an idiot?
Then—click—in my head, like a lock snapping open.
Mental awakening of the Conductor confirmed.
Abilities held by the Conductor have been upgraded.
I gently hug her back, whisper,
“Hey, what’re you doing?”
“I haven’t said no yet.”
“Uh, what? What’s that mean?”
“I didn’t say no.”
“So you mean……”
“Do it, Bella.”
“……What about Cheong-ah?”
Now she’s shy? Or worried? She deflects slyly.
I chuckle.
“Bold a sec ago, now suddenly Cheong-ah?”
“Duh. She’s your wife.”
“And you?”
“Huh?”
“You’re my woman too.”
“Wha—me, your woman?!”
She yelps. I cut her off with a kiss.
Her eyes go wide. Smack, slurp, kiss, suck.
Lips part. Her eyes glaze a bit.
“Hah…. You bastard. Good kisser.”
“Good at sex too.”
“Shut up, psycho.”
“So, how you gonna help?”
“Huh, what?”
“My dick. Said you’d handle it. How?”
“……Uh, well.”
Her eyes dart. Cute.
“Gotta teach you step by step, my Bella.”
“My……?”
“Don’t like ‘our’? How ‘bout my Bella?”
“Wh-what?! You nutjob!”
I throw off the blanket, stand. My naked body—and raging hard-on—right in her face.
She stares, swallows hard.
“This…… is dick.”
“First time seeing one up close?”
“Uh…… yeah.”
“Why no answer?”
“Sh-shut up, asshole! Don’t ask. So, what now?”
Face red, yelling. Kinda adorable. I grin.
Start easy for a first-timer.
“Grab the shaft lightly. Left hand, not right.”
“Left……?”
Reason’s simple. Right arm’s my creation. Left’s her original—I pick that.
She obeys cautiously, wraps her left hand around the shaft.
“Like this?”
“Yeah. Good.”
“Fuck, it’s thick. Twice a greatsword hilt. Long too……”
Her calluses rasp—rough, stimulating.
“Now what?”
“Slide your whole arm back and forth slow.”
“Slide? Like……”
Slap, slap-slap, slap. She pistons my cock.
“This is a handjob.”
“Handjob? Meaning?”
“Hand-job. ‘Cause I’m jerking you off.”
“Fuck…… vulgar word.”
Cursing, but she keeps going. Precum leaks again.
She eyes it surprised.
“Ian, something’s leaking.”
“Precum. Comes first when it feels good.”
“Feels good……”
She mutters, speeds up. Slap-slap-slap, slap-slap-slap-slap.
“Nngh…. Feels great. You’re good, Bella.”
“R-really? Better than Cheong-ah?”
“Uh…… about the same?”
“Heh, knew it.”
Lie, obviously. Clumsy compared to Cheong-ah. But lip service hurts no one.
She beams, clueless.
“How’d you know to speed up? Quick learner.”
“This? Easy.”
Heh-heh. Laughs, goes faster. Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
Still awkward. But after so long hard…… orgasm builds fast.
“Grk…. Bella.”
“What? Why?”
“Gonna cum soon.”
“Wha—cum? How?!”
Panic hits as climax nears. Cum ready to burst.
I yell,
“Open your mouth!”
“Huh?! O-okay! Aaaah……!”
She opens wide. I grab her head, shove the tip—urethra—to her mouth.
Her big mouth swallows the head easy, first try.
“Mmph?!”
Warm breath hits glans—body shudders, cum erupts.
Splurt!Spluuurt-splurt!Spluuuurt!
Glurk. Glurk. Glurk.
“Gulp, hrghh.”
Cock fills her mouth. Cum hits tongue—she winces at the taste.
“Mmmgh……”
Finish, pull out slow. Cheeks bulge with load.
She looks up, cum in mouth, eyes asking now what?
I say,
“What’re you waiting for?”
“Swallow.”
“R-really?”
“Yeah.”
Eyes shake side to side. But obeys—gulp gulp—swallows it all.
“Pwah…… fucking nasty.”
“Now open wide, show me.”
“Mmph? Mouth? O-okay.”
“Aaaah.”
Head back, mouth open wide. I grab her tongue, inspect sides deliberately.
All clear. Pet her head.
She closes eyes, leans into it.
“Good girl, all gone. Did great.”
“Mmm.”
“Ready for the next lesson?”