Time Attack
A thin buzz from Rahee's phone snapped my eyes open. I'd only meant to close them and rest, but I must have fallen asleep anyway. Yawning, I let my gaze drift, and there she was—Rahee, her face resting prettily on my arm, breathing soft and even in her sleep.
What time is it.
I reached quietly for the nightstand beside her to kill the alarm, and the head pillowed on my arm stirred. Looking down, I found Rahee staring up at me, still drunk on sleep, her eyes hazy.
"You awake?"
"……Yes……."
"It's already seven. Don't you have to leave at eight?"
"Yes……. Did I pass out again……?"
"Mm. You were loving it."
"……Last night, I really…… gulp…… thought I was going to die……."
"You liked it, though."
"Every time, I think it can't possibly get any better than this…… and then it always does……."
"I always love your body too. You hurting?"
I shut off the alarm, and since my arm was already up, I drew her in against me. Rahee sank deep into my embrace as if it were the most natural thing in the world, looping her arms around my waist and burying her face in my chest.
"It doesn't hurt……."
"It really didn't? You were a little swollen inside."
Her pupils darted, flustered, and I let out a quiet laugh as I stroked her cheek. Dried saliva flaked under my fingertips, but it wasn't unpleasant at all.
"……Ah, w-was I……?"
"Yeah."
"……Ah, so that's why…… it was different from usual……."
"Mm. If I'd gone in deep, you probably would've gotten hurt. Still, something a little different wasn't bad, was it?"
"I-it was good……. It felt like my lower belly was being pierced straight through, but……."
"That couldn't have happened."
"……It always feels like you look after my body more carefully than I do."
"Of course I do. You're mine. I'm the type who takes good care of what's mine."
"……Thank you. I must be such a nuisance, whining at you every time……."
"You're not a nuisance at all. How are your breasts?"
"Haaahn……."
I cupped one with the same easy familiarity, and a moan slipped out of her at once. They were a little tight and lumpy, true—slightly less than yesterday. Or about the same. Hard to tell.
"Loosening up a bit? Do they ease off once your period ends?"
"Yes……. This time was a little rough……."
"Now you're being honest. From now on you tell me right away. Got it?"
"……Yes……. I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. It only makes me feel worse."
I pressed my palm into her cheek, squishing it as I tipped her face up. Worry sat on her features as she looked at me, lost—the look of someone trying to work out what she'd done wrong.
"Why are you sorry……? You didn't do anything wrong……."
"You really planning to grit your teeth and bear it like that again?"
Her face went bright red. Caught red-handed, this teddy bear.
"……But…… you always say you'll take care of me. And the day before yesterday there were people outside the house……."
"Even so. I didn't realize you were that desperate."
"……I-I wasn't like this before……."
She'd flooded, enough that calling it heat wouldn't have been wrong. I'd only softened the word a little, and she seemed to have caught that too. Embarrassed, her eyes dodged mine—and the moment they met again, they went soft and unfocused, so lovely I could hardly stand it.
"……Ever since I met you, I just…… can't hold it in……."
"Yeah? You weren't like that before?"
I asked because I wondered whether the Special Internal Energy might be having some effect on her, but the face she made, flushed with shame, was only the face of a woman who had learned what pleasure was.
"The urge, of course I…… feel it……. I-it was always like that during my period……. And……."
She swallowed, carefully stroking my cheek as she went on.
"I treasure what's mine too, you know……. Even now, touching you like this. I hate to waste it……."
"……If you can't hold it anymore, tell me. I like teasing you, but I don't mean to make it this hard on you."
I met her hazy eyes and smiled, slow.
"We're doing this because we like each other. It's supposed to make us happy. What's the point if it stresses you out?"
"……Okay……. Shinwoo."
"Good."
I didn't need her to say what she wanted. I stroked her cheek and fit my lips to hers. The moment I began to taste the soft, warm give of her mouth, I felt her legs fidget beneath me.
"Haa, haahn……."
"You want to?"
"……B-but we don't have the time……."
"Forget what I just said?"
"……I want to……."
"Turn around."
I glanced at the clock on the wall. We'd only been nuzzling, and fifteen minutes had already slipped away. Washing up would take longer with two of us, so if I set aside half an hour, that left about fifteen to spare. Not so little that I couldn't finish, and more than enough—overflowing, even—to satisfy Rahee once.
"Haa, haahk……."
She squirmed as she turned, and her back filled my view. Clean and smooth, not a blemish on it. But the muscle that rose the instant my fingers brushed her wasn't grotesque. It was beautiful. I stroked that back, and Rahee bit down hard on a moan.
"Mm, hnn, i-it tickles……."
"Just wait."
"Okay……. Haaahk?!"
I wrapped an arm around her waist and brought my mouth to her back. A soft kiss—and then my tongue was smearing messy saliva across that snow-white skin.
"Haaahn?! Haahk, nnph……."
"Feels good?"
"It feels, it feels strange……. Hnn, nnh, haaahn……."
Every time my tongue touched her, her body jerked like a fish just pulled from the water. She didn't have the experience yet; the tickle seemed bigger than the pleasure. The way to turn it into pleasure was obvious. The hand that had been idly stroking her waist reached around and simply caressed her breast.
"Hyaaang?!"
"Oh. What was that. Cute."
"Ahht, haang, ahhnn……."
Her waist bowed forward as if she wanted to escape me. But the hand kneading her breast didn't stop, and neither did the tongue wandering her back.
"Hnnph, haaahn, kyahht, haaahn……."
Ticklishness, fluster, and a voice that grew wetter every time I stroked her chest filled the bedroom like music. Rahee laid her own hand over mine, panting, too far gone to think of anything but the sensation I was giving her.
"Sh-Shinwoo…… ahhnn, haang……."
"Think you're ready?"
"……I have been, since a while ago……. Please……. I want to come on you……."
Maybe because it was morning, she was readying faster than usual. The hand stroking her breast slid down the length of her body, then slipped slowly beneath her.
"Hnn, haah……. Shinwoo……. Your hand is so soft……."
"Your body's softer."
"Haah, haaahn!"
When my fingers passed through her soft thicket and reached the valley between her thighs, what met me wasn't the raspy aftermath of sex, but Rahee's precious place—slick, and clenched tight. As if glad of my touch, her arousal spilled in a hurried tear and soaked my fingers in a single breath. And that unbearably cute little bean, too.
"Ahh, haaahn, it's so, so good……."
"Morning's all right too, isn't it?"
"E-everything's good……. If it's you, all of it is……."
"Now that you mention it, same for me."
I whispered it softly by her ear, and her hand shot back at once, fumbling over me in desperate little touches. A pitiful caress, as if pleasure had her so lost she didn't know what to do with herself—but as always, even movement like that stirred me. Except.
……She's really swollen.
Rahee was only moaning, wrecked under my hands and lost in the pleasure, but beneath my fingertips her valley felt swollen. Maybe the slick from being touched was keeping her from feeling the pain—or maybe this teddy bear was enduring it so I wouldn't worry. Her condition clearly wasn't good. Probably from being penetrated yesterday. I eased the outer folds open and moved my fingers as if tickling around them, watching how she reacted.
"Ahht, haaahn, Shinwoo……. Haahk. Ahhnn……."
Before I knew it she had raised both arms behind her and wrapped them around my neck. I pressed a light kiss to the clean hollow of her armpit where it showed, then licked along her neck again, and she spilled a moan thick with pleasure. My attention, though, stayed on my fingers.
……This isn't going to work.
Rahee barely had inner labia to speak of, which was probably why she was even more stimulated. I had no intention of checking inside. The entrance was what mattered right now. She was swollen, and if I got this wrong I might actually have to send her to a hospital. Especially if it turned into inflammation. I didn't want that. There was a way to satisfy her well enough and enjoy myself a little, too. Whether she'd like it, I didn't know.
"Hnn, haaahn……?"
I shifted my hips and rubbed my eagerly risen cock against her ass. Rahee swallowed, lowered her hands, and stroked my side and my hip.
"Know what this is?"
"N-no……. Haaahn……."
It was called Smata—strictly speaking, nothing more than using my cock in place of my fingers. It felt like we'd gotten the order of things completely backward, but whatever. Face-to-face would have stimulated us both more, yet he'd filled out solid enough that taking her from behind shouldn't be bad either. Besides, it was about time Rahee practiced moving on her own.
"This is how."
"Haaahn……. Shinwoo……. You're hot……."
Still holding her against me, I drew her in and slipped myself carefully between the cheeks of her ass. She flinched, then started to lift a leg, trying to line herself up so I could enter. I used my own leg to ease hers back down and stop her.
"Ah……. L-like this……?"
"Mm. It's not penetration. It should be all right, I think."
"……Shinwoo……. Haaahk?!"
She called me in a yearning voice, but the moment I eased my hips forward, the moan broke out of her. My cock dragged across her wet, precious place in one slick pass.
"How is it?"
"Ahhk, it's, it's lewd……. Haang, hnn, haaahn……."
I reached around, wrapped my left arm about her neck, and took hold of her breast. My free right hand roamed her chest and the rest of her, caressing as it went. My legs were a little uncomfortable, and this was my first time too, so it felt awkward—but if the lower half was difficult, I'd win it from above.
"Haat, haaahn……. Hnn, hnnk……. Mm……. It feels, it feels strange……."
"You don't like it?"
She started to answer, then clamped her lips shut and shook her head. I kissed the nape of her neck. My left hand kept stroking her breast and her nipple, and my right tickled along her thigh, her belly, her side, until her panting grew stronger and stronger.
"Hnn, haang, ahhk, haang, this, this……."
"It's all right, isn't it?"
"Yes, yes……. You touching me……. I love it……."
"And down there?"
"It's soft, gulp. Soft……. The way you move…… I love it so much……. Hnn, haahk."
I started to work my hips in earnest, and a wet sound rose with the slap of her ass meeting my groin. She was settling into the position.
"Want to try moving too?"
"Haa, haahk, me……?"
"Mm. You can, can't you?"
"……I-I'll try……. Hnn, haat, haaahn?!"
She worked with her body for a living; I'd figured she could manage at least this much, and I was right. The moment she began to roll her hips, pleasure spread through me so fast I bit down on my molars. Her soft thighs, slick with arousal, stroked along either side of my cock, and above him her soaked valley clung as if her lips were closing around him and refusing to let go.