The Hunter's True Feelings (4)
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"Really? You mean it?"
"Ngh...!"
At my question about whether she had actually gotten herself clean back there, Yuri's face blazed as if it were about to burst, and she let out a shriek.
"You—you're the one who wanted it... You were the one who wanted it!"
"..."
I swallowed hard. For real? She'd actually prepped for anal? Because of that one thing I said last time?
Right. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested. No, honestly, I was insanely interested. But it was just—how should I put it. I'd figured there'd be a long, arduous slog of obstacles before we could ever try anal play, and here she was, having actually gotten ready for it just because of one offhand comment from me.
Of course, Yuri must have been interested too. She'd twitch in a peculiar way every time I touched her there, and in the first place, she'd be curious about all sorts of play, enough that her Curiosity manifested as a trait.
Still, even so, to get ready in just a single day. This girl, who'd been a little infuriating, was suddenly starting to seem adorable.
Yeah. I think I finally got it. You’d even skipped breakfast to prepare for anal, and I’d sat beside you, obliviously trying to stuff food into you. No wonder you’d been annoyed. Then you saw the ring on top of that and finally snapped, right?
"Wh-what. Why are you smiling..."
"Yuri!"
"Eek?!"
When I flung Yuri onto the bed, she let out the cutest yelp.
"N-no!"
"What do you mean don't? I can't just ignore the sincerity you put into preparing. Right now..."
"W-wait! Just wait! I haven't even washed yet!"
Yuri kicked her legs and scrambled backward, but I had no intention of letting her off the hook. This girl, pulling a cute little tantrum at this point.
"It's fine, I don't mind. I'll take you just as you are—ack!"
"Absolutely not!!!"
A pillow flew and smacked me in the face. As if that wasn't enough, Yuri screeched at me.
"No! I mean it, no!"
"Why? You starved yourself that much, so you must be clean by now, right?"
"Y-you idiot! In the meantime, I... Anyway, no! And I don't even have the t-tools right now!"
"What tools?"
"The things to c-clean myself, idiot! Ngh...!"
With those final words, Yuri pulled the blanket over her head. Then she began pounding the mattress while making bizarre noises, shuddering in embarrassment.
Getting clean, what's she...
Aha. Since she'd bolted out of the mansion naked, of course she didn't have a cleaning kit. Yuri was inexperienced too, so she wouldn't know when to use it or how long to keep it in.
Right. I understood, but that didn't mean I could back down here. If I missed this opening, who knew when I'd get another chance!
-Ding!
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A thousand points?!
Fuckin' hell, a thousand points!
I'd been saving up points lately to learn an intermediate skill. But it was fine. It wasn't like I'd be using it every time; it was just this once. A little splurge like this was okay, right? Yeah, it'd be fine.
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"Yuri, look at this. Here."
"Y-you, you, you pervert...! How do you even have something like...!"
Yuri saw the syringe-shaped enema in my hand and trembled all over.
Now she had nowhere left to retreat, right?
"Wh-why... would I... g-go this far..."
Shivering, Yuri took the enema and stood up. But of course, she didn't forget to fire a warning at me right at the bathroom door.
"If, if you dare peek... I'll seriously kill you."
"Yeah, yeah, I got it."
"You bastard... a-and don't listen to any sounds either! If you do, I'll kill you and..."
"And then you'll die too? No, I got it! I won't listen!"
Yuri made a face like she was about to cry, so I hastily pretended to cover my ears.
Even as mortified as she was, she was still going off on her own to clean her ass. How nice would it have been if she'd acted this cute from the start?
While Yuri was washing up, I started my own preparations.
First off...
...
After a span of time that grew almost tedious, Yuri finally opened the bathroom door.
"I-I'm done."
Wearing a bathrobe, Yuri twisted her body around, darting glances at me. A flush had spread over her whole body, but her face in particular was blazing red, like a bomb about to go off.
"Y-you, you go wash too..."
"...Sure."
This girl—calling me "big brother" now of all times. It was painfully obvious that she only did that when she wanted something. She was definitely planning to send me in there and pull some kind of stunt.
She wasn't going to run away, was she?
I quickly went inside, threw off my clothes, and turned on the shower.
And then the minimap...
"!"
Yuri hadn't run away, but the way she stood motionless in front of the bathroom door made it look as though she was eavesdropping. She was thorough. She was checking whether I was really washing.
Not long after, the icon started moving around the room.
Good. Let’s see what she was up to.
I cast Silence on the hinges and quietly cracked the door open to peek into the room. Yuri stood before the mirror, parting her bathrobe and inspecting her body from every angle. She was even checking her ass...!
Usually she was brimming with confidence, but today she looked thoroughly anxious. Well, anal play—it was not an act for the faint of heart, after all.
To preserve Yuri's dignity, I stopped peeping at the rest of the scene.
...
"Y-your face looks weird..."
No wonder. I was so keyed up that I felt ready to burst.
Yuri sat on the bed, just stealing glances at me. Normally, she'd have kicked up a fuss trying to seize control of the situation, but as expected, she must have been nervous about anal, because she kept swallowing hard and her pupils were trembling. She was shaking even more than when she'd had her first time.
"Come here."
"Ah..."
I pulled Yuri close and pressed a light kiss to her lips first. Yuri's lips were stiff with tension, but after a few gentle pecks, she gradually started to respond.
"Haa... fuu... mm... Y-Yoo-jin..."
The more we kissed, the more Yuri's body began to cling to mine. Yuri's breasts, which I could feel through the bathrobe, had nipples already half-stiffened. No matter what she said or did, she'd been looking forward to this in her own way.
I moved my hand down to Yuri's ass...
"Ah... h-hold on... j-just a little more..."
As if frightened by the pace of things, Yuri pressed her lips against mine. It was as though she wanted to postpone my hand's advance toward her rear, even if just for a moment.
Even so, I could feel the sensitive parts pressed against me heating up. Her nipples were hard enough to feel clearly, and her groin rubbed subtly against my thigh.
"Nnghk...!"
I stroked Yuri's breast through her robe. She moaned, but as though reassured by my hand on her breast, she actually relaxed.
"Hahk! Ngh... haah... mmnh..."
When I slipped my hand inside her robe and squeezed her breast, Yuri shuddered. Her nipples had swollen almost to their limit, and her aroused breast pushed against my fingers. She'd become this excited before I'd even done anything. She had been anticipating anal itself, but had her fear turned directly into arousal?
As I thought. She seemed to like taking the lead, but in actuality, she was the type who liked being on the receiving end.
I let my groping hand slide down and stroked her waist.
"Ah... Y-Yoo-jin... ngh... Yoo-jin..."
Yuri called out to me in a trembling voice. She wasn't calling for any particular reason; it was more like an animal whimpering. The meaning was simple: she was vulnerable, so she wanted me to go easy on her.
But I couldn't put it off forever. Even though Yuri was whining pitifully, I figured she wanted to see it through to the end. Otherwise, she wouldn't have clung to me like this.
"Hnng... ah... hahk!"
I slowly caressed her waist, then little by little, little by little, began sliding my hand down toward her ass.
"Mm... hup... mnnh... hah... hnngh..."
The farther my hand moved toward her rear, the fiercer Yuri's kisses became. She seemed determined to bury her fear beneath the kiss. With her entire body rigid, she threw her arms around me and clung on.
Hmm. You were frightened, yet you still never outright refused. You should’ve acted this cute from the start.
I slowly stroked Yuri's plump, springy ass through her robe. After I kissed her and caressed her like that for a while, the tension finally began to drain from her body.
"Mnh... ah..."
"Fuu... shall we take this off first?"
"..."
She didn't answer, but gave the tiniest nod. Her eyes were slightly unfocused and dreamy, yet her lips still trembled with lingering fear. Faint tears glimmered in her eyes, and her breathing was a little ragged.
Planting light kisses on her, I stripped Yuri's robe off her.
And then, her nude body—astounding no matter how many times I saw it—was revealed.
A slender figure, long-limbed and straight like a model's, yet with a chest that was by no means small. The tips of her firm, springy breasts had perked up tautly from arousal.
Below that were her sharply defined 11-shaped abs and slender waist, the vertical navel found only on beauties, and beneath it, a smooth, hairless cleft she'd shaved herself.
Then her pelvis flared outward again in feminine curves.
Her ass was lifted and toned like an athlete's, but it was not hard. It was firm yet springy.
I'd seen her body many times, but today she covered her breasts and sex as though especially embarrassed. The confident attitude she'd shown when she pounced on me before was gone; now she was completely cowed.
"Y-Yoo-jin, a-are we d-doing it now?"
Her voice trembled, but a subtle excitement lurked within it.
Anyway, this girl only used the sweet "big brother" act when she felt vulnerable. What was funnier was that it actually worked. I wasn't attached to the title itself; the sight of this slender, cool beauty watching my reaction and trembling stirred a strange sense of satisfaction.
"Mmhp... hahp... mmph... mhm..."
I sat on the edge of the bed, spread Yuri's legs, and seated her on my thighs.
I kept kissing her, tangling our tongues together, while occasionally fondling her breasts. Since I wasn't touching her ass, Yuri clung to me a bit more actively. Touching and stroking my chest, even subtly grinding her groin against my lap.
"Haa... haa... mnh..."
Once some of her tension eased, Yuri began rubbing her cleft against me a little more actively. A slick, moist sensation on my thigh. When I felt that and squeezed her ass, Yuri stopped moving again and tensed up, but when my hands only kneaded her rear, she soon began grinding her crotch against me once more.
"Fuu... fuu... mmhp... mm... hnngh... haaah..."
Her breasts felt good too, but kneading her ass was especially satisfying. It was soft and springy and seemed to cling to my fingers, making me feel as though I could keep touching it forever. But I couldn't spend all day like this. I reluctantly pulled my fingers away and lightly touched Yuri's anus.
"Hnnngh?!"
At the unexpected sensation, Yuri tried to spring away from me, but I held her by the waist and didn't let go.
"Y-Yoo-jin. Yoo-jin... hngh..."
"It's okay. I'm not going to rush it. Relax your body."
"Mmhp, mhm, hnhp. Hngh..."
As if she wanted to forget the unfamiliar sensation in her rear, Yuri latched onto my lips again. I let her plunder my mouth as she pleased while I concentrated on her anus.
"Ahk... Yoo-jin... huk... hnngk... it, it feels weird... c-can't you stop? Yoo-jin... mhp..!"
Yuri made a crying sound, but I sealed her lips with a kiss. I knew this was just her whining. Because contrary to her words, her juices were trickling steadily down below. Pressed against me, Yuri's nipples were stiff enough to poke into my chest.
Every time I tapped it with my fingertip, Yuri's body jolted. Once the jolts grew more frequent, I began lightly stroking the folds of her anus. It was every bit as delicate as her other sensitive parts, so I took my time and moved slowly without rushing.
"Haa... haa..."
Yuri gazed up at me with dazed eyes, tears spilling down. Yes, she couldn't say it with her own mouth, but she probably meant it was about time to get started.
I slowly pushed my finger into Yuri's anus.
"Hnk... hnngggghh!!!"