The Person Who Just Does Good Things For Me #4
The night stretched on endlessly.
Through the silence that slowly unfolded along the path, Emil walked toward his tent.
The faces of the two girls rose and fell in his mind by turns.
One of them had pouted.
At a single trivial word she had pursed her lips and sulked, only to melt again the moment he massaged her legs.
The other had leaned against him in quieter expectation.
She said nothing, yet the instant she sensed he was leaving, her gaze dropped.
It was an interesting fact.
Once, it had clearly been the opposite.
Perhaps their positions had simply reversed.
I suppose I really am weak when it comes to children.
He sometimes thought so.
Emil remembered little of his own childhood. It had been nothing but a squalid mess.
The one clear memory was of stealing his mother’s lover’s marijuana, smoking it, and being beaten half to death.
Having lived through that, he never quite knew how to behave around innocent children.
Though they aren’t children anymore, are they…
The two girls who had once been so young and naïve had grown before he knew it, blossoming into proper young women.
Yet Emil still did not know how he should treat them.
As Pidea had said, perhaps it was simplest to treat them as women like any other.
“Huu…”
By the time he reached the tent, Emil let out a small sigh.
Before he could open the flap, however, he noticed someone standing quietly just inside.
“…Bella?”
A small figure stood bathed in the night’s glow.
Wearing a coat, Bella slowly lifted her head.
“I… I’ve been waiting. Priest.”
Emil looked at her with puzzled eyes.
“Weren’t you staying beside Miss Daisy?”
“The young lady is already asleep… There is something I wanted to tell you, Priest.”
Emil studied her face for a moment, then opened the tent flap.
“Come in.”
Warm air swirled inside the tent.
“What did you want to talk about?”
Bella carefully laced her fingers together, then released them and spoke.
“Actually… I told the young lady a short while ago.”
“Told her what?”
Bella raised her head.
“That I like you, Priest.”
The words were plain.
Yet their very plainness seemed to carry even deeper sincerity.
Emil pondered a moment before asking.
“Why did you do that?”
“…Hiding it felt worse. The young lady truly loves you. Yet I stayed by your side without saying a word. I thought… that was more cowardly.”
Bella lowered her head.
Her shoulders trembled faintly.
“Because I like you just as much as Miss Daisy does, Priest… So at least, I believed I should be honest about my heart.”
A brief silence fell.
Then Emil spoke.
“Bella, I…”
“I know everything. How you see me. What happened before, and how lightly it all began.”
Bella gave a small smile.
“I was simply an easy woman who fell in love, so I understand even if I was nothing more than a passing amusement for you. You and I do not suit each other, after all.”
Emil lowered his head and breathed out heavily.
“…Should I apologize?”
“No, there is truly no need.”
Bella stepped quietly in front of him.
Her gaze remained steady, her emotions flowing clearly, unrestrained.
“Even so, I am glad.”
“Glad?”
“Yes. That night you held me. So even if you do not love me… at least it means I can still be an object of your lust.”
As she spoke, Bella opened the coat she wore.
Good lord.
Beneath it, she wore nothing at all.
“What…”
“Do you still desire my body, Priest?”
Her voice trembled slightly.
“Or do you no longer want even this? If that is the case… what am I to do?”
Bella was crying.
Tears rolled down her freckled cheeks in droplets.
“Priest… do you no longer want my body? I have already given you my virginity, so I cannot offer it again, but… if you desire anything, I will do it.”
She continued without gathering her words.
“Please? You may use any part of me however you wish. You may release your seed inside me. I will make sure I do not conceive.”
“Bella, calm down a little. I…”
“Or if you wish me to bear a child, I will. I can raise your baby with love. Please…”
Bella drew closer.
She groped desperately at Emil’s body, her hand sliding downward.
When her fingertips finally brushed his manhood, her eyes widened with delight.
Emil was already rock hard.
Of course he was.
When a woman stood bare-breasted before him, caressing him and seducing him so eagerly, there was no way his body would not respond.
“Priest… you are excited because of me, yes? Because you saw my naked body…”
“…Yes.”
Emil answered, clearly troubled.
Bella was certainly attractive enough.
Had she come saying she wanted to spend the night, he would have accepted gladly.
But here, it was inconvenient.
If anyone near the tent overheard…
“Bella… wait, just a moment.”
How exactly was he supposed to refuse?
“Could you… step back a little.”
When Emil finally spoke, Bella’s eyes widened in shock.
She hastily gathered the coat and pulled it over her shoulders.
“Ah…”
She hunched her shoulders, curling into herself like a child who had done wrong.
Then she forced the corners of her mouth upward.
“Ahaha… that was a joke, Priest.”
Her voice was awkwardly cheerful, yet it fractured before the end.
“You looked so tired lately. So… I just… thought it might give you a little energy… even if it was this stupid thing…”
Her voice shook.
Still she tried to shape a smile.
“If you stare like that I’ll be too embarrassed. Really. It was a joke.”
Bella turned her head away.
She attempted a playful smile, but the emotion beneath it was painfully obvious.
She could not even laugh at her own words.
Suddenly a familiar whisper echoed somewhere inside Emil’s head.
“Coward.”
“Coward Emil.”
“Ah, the poor thing. Showing her breasts to coward Emil only to be rejected—how pitiful. Coward, coward Emil.”
“You took this child’s precious virginity and irresponsibly spilled your seed deep inside her, yet now you’re trying to push her away? Goodness, Emil. Since when did you start caring about such things?”
At that moment Emil felt his breath catch as something inside him surged violently.
“Bella.”
Bella looked up at him with startled eyes.
She opened her lips to speak, but Emil lowered his head first.
He crushed his mouth to hers in a fierce kiss, prying her lips apart and thrusting his tongue deep inside.
“……!”
Bella’s eyes flew wide.
But she did not push him away.
She simply let out a trembling breath and accepted the moment in silence.
As the tip of his tongue swept the inside of her mouth, her body shuddered on its own.
Their breaths tangled; wet tongues explored each other with hungry urgency.
For a moment ecstasy flooded his mouth.
Then Emil pulled back.
“…Priest?”
The whisper was thin, trembling with mingled breath.
“Of course I wasn’t joking, Bella.”
Emil said only that before kissing her again.
Once. Then once more.
This time pleasure overtook confusion in Bella’s response.
Their tongues danced and twisted together, hot breaths crossing passionately.
She instinctively wrapped her arms around his shoulders and drew her body close.
When she lifted her arms the loosely draped coat slipped open, revealing her breasts.
“…Ah.”
Flustered, Bella tried to close the coat again, but Emil caught her wrist.
“Don’t.”
“But…”
“Show me. Or do you not wish to?”
“Mmh… No. If that is what you desire, Priest.”
Emil’s fingers slowly drew the fabric downward. The revealed skin gleamed in the darkness.
Bella drew quick, shallow breaths and closed her eyes.
Her breasts were still beautiful.
Not overly large, yet full enough to fill his hands. If he took them into his mouth and sucked, they would respond with the sweetest sounds.
“You’re beautiful, Bella. Still so tempting.”
“Ah… If you wish, you may suck them. You may pinch them or bite them too. Do whatever pleases you, Priest.”
“Then I’d like a taste. I wonder if your breasts are still as sweet as I remember.”
First Emil’s hand cupped her breast, squeezing it gently in a slow circle.
She swallowed a gasp and arched her waist, pulling him closer.
When the tip of his tongue enveloped her nipple she shuddered and drew in a sharp breath.
His breath ghosting across her skin made her tremble.
When his teeth grazed her nipple, a sweet moan escaped.
“Ahhn…”
Hadn’t she said he could suck or bite?
Emil happily did both.
“Aah! P-Priest…”
“Shh, I told you to be quiet. It’s still sweet.”
His fingers traced lazily around her breasts.
The hand that slid over soft flesh continued downward past her belly to the secret place between her legs.
Bella gasped, lips parting.
He pressed his mouth to her earlobe and whispered low.
“I want to go lower… Is that alright?”
“Haa… Of course…”
She nodded.
His hand delved deeper into her most intimate place.
“Ah…!”
The moment Emil’s fingers reached her slick heat, she bit her lip hard and let out a lewd moan.