Fall with Me
"Break me... destroy me..." Is it really okay to stop holding back? Even as the thought crosses my mind, she shows no mercy, slamming her hips down without restraint. Squelch... squelch... squelch... The tightness feels like forcing a foot into shoes two sizes too small. Even with my head fogged by heat, I can tell exactly how intense that grip really is.
"Hnng... ahh... ahh... Counselor..."
"...Ah... ugh..."
"I... I'm doing something bad right now, Counselor. You're struggling, but I just... hnng... want to feel good... like this... ahh..."
I want to throw myself headfirst into this boiling desire, but even now, the urge to protect her first experience clashes with everything else. Yet she keeps tempting me, telling me it's fine, begging me to break her. Her small, fragile body... in my hands... with my hardness... There's no way I could...
"Ugh... haah, Counselor, you're so kind."
Even now, you're worrying about me... while I'm the one pinning you down like this...
"But me... hngh... I'm so filthy... so selfish... ahh..."
Yet why... even though I know this is wrong, even though I know I'm betraying my savior by doing this...
"Why is that, I wonder?"
"Dorothy...?"
...?!
"Ah, this is..."
It feels so good... ♡
For someone as diligent as her, this kind of transgression must feel like pure liberation. She was erasing the old version of herself—the kind, obedient girl who could only endure. In that sense, she resembled Yerin, who sought pleasure through self-destruction. But they weren't exactly the same. One look at her made that clear.
"Ah... aaah... ♡"
She cups her own cheeks with both hands, wearing an ecstatic, warped smile as she pants heavily. Watching her like that sends a chill down my spine. This wasn't the time to be dazed between Nero and Scarlet. Counseling might have ended, but I should have paid closer attention to her afterward. My sloppy finish had come back to haunt me.
"Now... please cum inside me too."
"That's... I can't..."
"Turn me into... a fool who only knows pleasure... hngh..."
Every single demand steals my breath. And I realize my hands, which had been gripping the bedsheets, are now clutching her slender waist tightly. The mental restraint holding back the rising pleasure is slowly unraveling, my body beginning to align with raw desire.
None of them seem to have received proper sex education. They beg for creampies without the slightest hesitation. Damn it... at this point, whatever happens, happens. I'll give her exactly what she wants. It's not like I was holding back because I didn't want it.
I grip her waist like I'm about to snap it, ready to thrust just for my own release—huh...?
"Ah... Counselor, that expression..."
"...!"
Just as I look up at Dorothy's sweat-drenched face—her meager chest bouncing as she rocks her hips, as if challenging me to see how long I can last—she suddenly leans down, pulls me close, and gently cups my cheeks with both hands. Her shadowed face hovers right above mine, her eyes filled with uncontainable joy and something unfamiliar. I instinctively hold my breath.
"Haa... haa..."
Her heated breath brushes against my face. Those eyes—clearly not entirely sane, like a few screws had already come loose—overwhelm me completely.
"It's okay, Counselor. Fall with me. Down below... even deeper."
"..."
Did I... just feel afraid of her?
The strength drains from my hands. She tilts her head with a questioning look, lips curling into a teasing smile as she rolls her hips again.
Schlick... squelch... squelch, squelch... schlick...!
Thanks to the earlier shock, my reason returns just in time. She must be in pain—her stomach is so full she can barely breathe—yet she keeps moving her hips as if she's already used to it. That growing composure transfers straight to my manhood. Maybe seeing the same desire in my eyes gave her relief. Her insides suddenly change, tightening around me with surprising gentleness compared to before. Even so, when I glance down, the outline of my cock bulging against her small belly still makes me shudder. How can she stay so composed?
"Ah...?"
Then I feel something. Or rather, I catch a glimpse of what might be the reason. There's no reason for me to be overpowered by someone so small. Among the women around me, she's one of the few I could physically overpower. Yet the moment I looked into those deep, violet eyes, I was completely overwhelmed by her presence.
I thought I was just flustered by her sudden shift in attitude, but—
"Haa... haa, it feels... so good. I might get addicted... hngh, haah... You're feeling good too, right, Counselor?"
Then I see something that shouldn't be there appear above her head.
"Horns...? Ugh, why?"
Founder had clearly snapped them off and erased every trace of demonic blood from her veins. So why... why are the demon horns sprouting from her head again? But they're different. Before, they were solid black horns I could touch. Now they look like a flickering illusion—violet will-o'-the-wisps forming the shape of horns, wavering faintly even now.
"Wait... where are you looking? Over here."
She grabs my chin and forces me to meet her gaze, then smiles in satisfaction as she gently rocks her hips. At the same time, I grit my teeth against the rising urge to climax and force an awkward smile.
"Yes, I'm right here. Look at me. Haa... if you keep stalling, Counselor... hngh, I might do something even worse than this...?"
"Ooh... hngh..."
Where the hell did she learn something like this? Her small fingers teasingly brush over my nipples, and the fact that it feels good is somehow humiliating. I almost lose my temper, but I'm still her counselor. In this day and age, as an intellectual and rational member of society—
"Hehe... coward..."
"..."
...What did she just say?
"The fact that we're connected like this won't change... hngh... Besides, if someone saw us right now... hnngh, they'd definitely think you were the one pinning poor little me down..."
Ah... what a bad thought. But... I want to see more of Counselor's unkind expression...
"So stop overthinking... hngh... If we're both feeling good... isn't that enough?"
Quickly... quickly... ♡
"I don't really understand what you're hesitating for..."
Just like you did with those two... do it to me too...
I'd been caught off guard for a moment, but in this situation, there's really only one thing I can do. Just like she said, from the outside it would look like I'm the one on top. My hands are gripping her slender waist, and in terms of build and experience, I have every advantage. So what exactly was I afraid of? Why was I hesitating?
Pulled along by her words, I suddenly stop caring. Ah... I just need to feel good. It was that simple.
"If that's what you want... fine. I'll cum inside you first."
"Ugh...?!"
Ah, so suddenly...?
Spurt spurt spurt spurt...! Splurt splurt! Splurt splurt splurt...!!
"Hngh... haaah..."
Spurt spurt spurt... glrk glrk glrk... splurt... glrk...
What the hell was that? I'd been holding back while she kept squeezing me so tightly that I was already at my limit. Whether it was the aphrodisiac or not, not only the size and hardness of my cock, but even the amount I was cumming felt abnormally increased.
"Ugh... my stomach..."
With no space left inside her, I began dumping my load irresponsibly. Normally this would have caused serious problems with backflow, but she only let out a strained, nauseous moan. Not a single drop of semen leaked from our joined parts. Instead, her lower belly swelled like a tadpole, the outline of my cock becoming faintly visible through her soft skin.
How fragile and soft her body is... and yet she kept tempting and provoking me like that. I was the one thinking about her the whole time... How cheeky...
A dangerous thought—"She'd probably feel good being broken"—flashed through my mind, but I quickly shook it away.
Schluuurp...!
After Nero and Scarlet, this was... I don't even know how many times I'd cum, but it felt as refreshing as the first time, and the heat still hadn't subsided. This was technically my first climax after regaining my senses.
Spurt...! Splurt! Gush...! Drip drip drip, plop plop...
When I lifted her waist—her stomach swollen and clearly uncomfortable—and pulled out, thick white fluid poured out of her like urine, dirtying my lower body. Splurt, glrk... glrk glrk...
After experiencing something this abnormal multiple times, even someone as physically fit as Nero or Scarlet would pass out.
"You already took one load, so don't go limp already."
"Hic, hngh..."
Right after she came from the sensation of my semen pouring out of her, I grabbed her slender wrist—her head thrown back, trembling—and pulled her toward me. Her face, now close to mine...
"Hnng... ♡"
"...Ah..."
She's smiling...? This girl... is actually smiling. Even though her gloomy eyes are trembling with fear, as if she's just realized how deep the grave she's dug really is, that dangerous smile tugging at her lips makes something in me rise as well.
The first time is always the hardest. Once you cross the line, the rest comes easily. Now that we've stepped into the mire, all that's left is to sink—slowly or quickly. This is something she and I brought upon ourselves.
"I don't know if I can fully satisfy your twisted desires... but yeah. I'll do my best to break you."