This Time, I'll Take Care of You

"This time, I'll do it for you."

"Take it off."

At my low command, Hannah grasped the hem of her shirt without hesitation and pulled it up over her head. Her damp hair swept upward with the fabric, and the thin cloth slid smoothly across her pale skin. A faint line traced her abdomen, flowing down into the slender curve of her waist.

Once the shirt came completely free, her hands moved behind her back. With the quiet click of a small buckle, the hook of her plain, issue-standard bra came undone. As the straps slipped from her shoulders, the two pale peaks they had been holding released with a soft, light sway.

Her breasts were full and lovely, shaped like an upturned bowl. Her white skin glowed softly in the dim light, and at its center sat a pale peach areola, just a shade wider than a coin. From the peak of each, a light-pink nipple rose shyly upward.

Perhaps she felt my openly lecherous gaze, because Hannah's shoulders hunched inward. She turned her flushed face slightly to the side, but she didn't cover her chest.

I lowered my eyes and slipped a hand into the waistband of her shorts. She lifted her hips to meet my touch, and I pulled them down without hesitation. Beneath the fabric gliding down her smooth legs, the last piece of clothing came into view.

Like her bra, they were plain white cotton panties, rough in the way of standard military-issue goods. Except they were white no longer. The center was soaked through with her arousal, darkened to the point that the outline of her flesh showed faintly through the fabric.

When my gaze fixed on that wet spot, she twisted ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her body in an attempt to hide it, unable to bear the shame. But I was faster. I reached out, held her in place, hooked my fingers into her panties, and dragged them down in one swift motion.

Now completely bare, she squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment.

I slowly parted her legs. Her dark brown pubic hair stood out vividly even in the darkness. Beneath it, her plump outer lips were pressed shyly together. Instead of entering her right away, I bowed my head between her thighs.

Startled by my sudden movement, Hannah's eyes flew open.

"F-First Lieutenant…! What are you—"

"Shh."

I whispered as I gently stroked the inside of her thigh.

"This time, I'll take care of you."

At those words, all the tension drained from Hannah's body. She gave up resisting and covered her crimson face with both arms. I watched her with a crooked smile and bowed my head again.

The scent of her wet arousal hit me all at once. I gently parted the dark brown curls and looked at the pussy hidden beneath them. I extended a finger and slowly took hold of her plump outer lips, pulling them apart.

"Nnh…."

Her whole body trembled hard with shame. She bit down on her lower lip and bore it.

Her hidden flesh came into view. A pink far more vivid and healthy than her skin—a color moist and brimming with life, like ripe fruit. At its center, delicate inner lips as soft as velvet traced intricate folds, and at the point where the two petals met, a red, proud clitoris twitched faintly, announcing its presence. Just below it sat her urethra, small and shy as a dot made with a ballpoint pen, and below that, her entrance— endlessly leaking honey, pathetically clenching and opening in turn, as if begging me to come inside already.

Without taking my eyes off the sight, I extended my tongue and licked at her clitoris, the most sensitive spot of all.

"Haaaaahn♡"

Hannah's body shuddered as if she'd been electrocuted. Her hips twisted and her mouth fell wide open. I didn't stop, relentlessly teasing her tender flesh with my tongue. I used the tip to gently spread her inner lips, breathed hot air over them, then sucked up the arousal that came pouring out like a spring.

By now she couldn't even manage proper moans, lost in pleasure and gasping for breath. Her legs shook as if in spasm, and the insides of her thighs glistened everywhere.

Perfectly melted. I released her thighs and slowly rose up her body, her drenched eyes following me.

I reached for the drawer of the small nightstand beside the bed and pulled out a little foil packet. A condom.

"Mmgh… First Lieutenant…?"

Seeing what was in my hand, Hannah's eyes widened slightly. Just as I began to tear the wrapper open, she carefully laid her hand over mine.

"Um… First Lieutenant."

"What is it?"

Face flushed, she avoided my gaze and whispered.

"…Today is… a safe day."

…What?

I was momentarily at a loss for words. There was no way I could fail to understand what "safe day" meant. Instinctively, I activated my skill.

Status Analysis.

Strange… anticipation. Those two words rang like a bell in my skull. What is this girl thinking right now? In the middle of a war zone—my child, her superior's child, no less? Is she out of her mind? I sank into complicated thoughts for a moment.

But my deliberation didn't last long.

Hannah gently plucked the packet from my hand and tossed it aside. Then she took my cock in both hands, cradling it as if it were something precious, brought it to her soaked entrance, and began rubbing it against herself.

"Nnnh…♡ I love the feeling of you… filling me all the way up…."

"…Please do it inside me."

That provocative whisper and the slick heat of her touch sent every one of my worries flying out the window.

"…You shameless little thing."

However.

In an instant, the skill activated and clamped down on my impulse. It felt like having cold water dumped over my head. The surging lust settled, and cold reason took its place. Without moving my hips, I coolly assessed the obedient woman looking up at me from below.

…Can I really finish inside her?

If she got pregnant, I'd lose the use of her Mana Sense—a core asset of the platoon—right away. Third Squad's survival rate would drop, for starters, and it could become a problem under military law too. There'd be more than one or two headaches to deal with.

But still…

Hanna was exceptionally beautiful. Her personality was unobjectionable too—docile and demure. As a wife, she'd be hard to beat. Her only flaw was being a poor commoner, but her rare Mana Sense talent more than made up for that. A pregnancy was, in fact, one of the surest ways to make her mine.

And above all else…

I looked down at her, pleading beneath me.

…God, she's hot.

Setting aside all of those calculations, a single thought dominated my mind: I wanted to leave my mark inside this woman, right here and now. And in that moment, I realized something new. No matter how much Strong Mind suppressed my impulses and steered me toward efficient thinking, the final choice was always mine to make.

Let's do it.

In the end, I decided to accept the risk.

Without any further hesitation, I pushed my hips forward. My cock slid in and buried itself to the root in one smooth motion.

"Hnng…!"

"Haaah…!"

Our moans burst out at the same moment. Her inner walls, made as sensitive as they could possibly be by my earlier attentions, spasmed and sucked at my cock ferociously. I paused, savoring the sensation of being fully sheathed inside her.

The feeling of bare skin pressed against bare skin, no thin membrane between us. The way Hannah's pussy gripped my cock directly was unmistakably different from before. As if determined to memorize every inch of its shape, each fold of her inner flesh licked up and down my length. A dizzying sensation, like hundreds of tiny tongues caressing me at once, raced up my spine.

When I held still, she twisted her hips restlessly and looked up at me with aching need.

"First Lieutenant… ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hurry…♡"

I took a firm hold of her waist and began to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠move, slowly at first. Wet, obscene squelching filled the room. Slow and deep in the beginning, giving her time to adjust to my size and rhythm. Her bare pussy flinched and quivered at my every motion.

"Ah, aahh…! Nnnh…! First Lieutenant…!"

Her relaxed walls wrapped around my cock even more softly, more clingingly. Savoring that sensation, I began to grind my hips in slow circles, little by little. Each time the head of my cock crushed against her deepest spot, her body jolted and shuddered.

"Nnhh… nnh, ah…♡ It's… strange…."

"What is?"

"When you rub against me inside like that… my belly feels… ticklish…♡"

I chuckled. Her body had no idea how to handle such intense stimulation. Each time my cockhead kissed the mouth of her womb, the muscles of her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠inner thighs trembled in spasms. Her honey-slicked outer lips clung wetly to my groin, sticking and releasing over and over, while her light-pink inner lips slid along my base as if to gently cradle it. Through all that sticky friction, her arousal bubbled and frothed.

I bowed my head and gazed down at her pleasure-drunk face. Sweeping the hair clinging to her sweat-damp cheeks aside, I kissed her once more.

"Mmph, nnh…♡"

She chased my tongue desperately. Her movements had grown noticeably more practiced now. When I pulled my lips away, she looked up at me with unmistakable longing. I whispered against her ear again.

"This is the training you didn't finish earlier. Focus."

"Y-yes…♡"

Her eyes, melted completely soft, brimmed with lust. With a satisfied smile, I began to move my hips in earnest.