The Summoned Person, the Priestess, and the Hunter (6)

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"Yuri. Give me your hand."

"H-huh?"

I guided Yuri's hand toward Reni's chest. Her smooth fingers sank into Reni's breast.

Nngh... although I had engineered the situation myself, the sight of a slender beauty holding a buxom beauty's breast was incredible.

I felt a little bad for Reni, but the picture was incredible. It finally felt a little like we were really having a 3P.

Yuri, however, seemed more startled by the sensation.

"Wh-what the—!"

She flinched hard and tried to pull away. I gently drew her hand back to Reni's breast.

"Wh-what are you doing?!"

"Just stay like this for a moment."

At my gentle tone, Yuri settled a little. Her trembling hand shook Reni's breast. Had the trembling stimulated her? A small moan slipped from Reni.

"Hnh... ah..."

...I felt sorry for Reni in so many ways. I'd have to make it up to her later somehow. At least she was asleep—that was lucky.

"See? You can feel her breathing, right?"

"Nn..."

Reni's large breasts rose and fell at a steady rhythm. With Yuri's hand and mine resting there, I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt the slow pulse beneath.

"Seems fine, doesn't she?"

"Y-yeah..."

I pulled my hand away, but Yuri's hand stayed on Reni's chest. No—it wasn't just staying there; she had started fondling it little by little...

"It's so big... and soft..."

Mm. I knew that well. Reni's breasts really did feel superb.

"..."

Yuri seemed completely captivated by the texture. I could plainly see her fingers gradually applying more pressure as she kneaded.

Yeah. I never wanted to pull my hand away once it landed there, either. Soft as microsuede, and sometimes a faint prickle of fine down that made stroking it feel incredible. And when she got aroused it warmed to a perfect degree, blood rushing in until it grew just slightly larger.

"..."

...She was still groping. A slightly weird feeling settled in. This was definitely something I'd intended, yet it felt off.

"Ah..."

By now Yuri was kneading Reni's breasts in a daze. The almost hurried edge to her movements said she was totally absorbed. Her eyes seemed blind to everything else, fixed entirely on Reni's chest.

...Yeah. That was the only possible outcome once you touched Reni's breasts. I set this up. I understood. Yeah. I'd understand. I had to understand. I had to.

"..."

Not content to stop there, Yuri's hand crept toward Reni's nipple—

"Ahem!"

"Hyat?!"

"What are you doing to a sleeping person? Let her rest."

"S-sorry..."

She didn't need to apologize. First, I covered Reni with a blanket. It seemed necessary to shield her a little from Yuri's gaze.

Leaving Reni to rest, I lay back and pulled Yuri into my arms.

"Ah..."

Yuri followed my movements without resistance. I rested her head against my chest and stayed like that for a while. Gradually, I felt the tension drain from her body.

It looked as though I could finally begin.

"Hht—!"

When I stroked Yuri's back lightly, she flinched and pressed herself closer. I could feel blood gradually swelling her nipples where her breasts clung against me. My left hand kept stroking her back while my right hand gently cupped one of her breasts.

"Nngh..."

"Okay? I'm not squeezing too hard, am I?"

"Nn... yeah... it's fine..."

Normally, I wouldn't ask about every little thing because it ruined the mood. But today's goal was to ease Yuri's anxiety, so I had to move carefully and prioritize reassurance over pleasure.

I drew her head up and kissed her again. This time, without teasing or making her ache as I had earlier, I slowly explored her mouth. Yuri hesitated, but when I gently stroked her tongue with mine, she relaxed and twined it around mine.

"Nnph... mph... hnnph... haah... nnn... hoooh..."

I broke the kiss every so often to let her breathe, kissing her slowly between each pause. Meanwhile, I kept stroking her back and head so she'd feel safe.

"Hoooh... hoooh..."

When we paused, a thread of saliva stretched between us. I met Yuri's eyes in silence for a moment, smiled softly, then drew her head close to whisper gently in her ear.

"Yuri. You're so pretty."

"Nn..."

Yuri shivered with each whispered word. Her nipples, apparently engorged to their limit, poked rigidly against my chest.

"Nnnh... hnnht..."

Yuri began growing wet again below. I held her waist with one hand and gently caressed her ass with the other.

"Hnnh... nnnhah..."

Yuri let out shallow sighs.

As my hand moved slowly, Yuri no longer flinched. I stroked and lightly kneaded her rear, and her sighs ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠gradually turned sweeter.

"Haaah... haaht..."

"Are you okay?"

"Mm... yeah..."

"I'll turn you over, okay?"

"Yeah..."

Asking about everything like this was a bit of a mood-killer, but since I needed to soothe her, I had no choice.

Yuri was now lying with her back nestled against my chest. My erection rested in the cleft of her ass, but it wasn't especially uncomfortable. No, the ticklish sensation became a novel pleasure in itself.

"Nggh... i-it's so hot..."

Yuri was the one getting flustered. To keep her attention away from it, I first placed my hand on her shoulder, then let it glide leisurely down her arm, slipping into her armpit.

"Could you lift your arm a little?"

"Yeah... ahht... i-it tickles..."

I teased her with a quick playful tickle, then let my hand continue downward, kneading her breast a little and lightly pinching her nipple...

"Ah... ahng..."

—and once satisfied, I slid my hand down again to stroke Yuri's firm abs gently.

"Nn... heehee..."

Yuri began giggling; apparently, she was ticklish there too.

The mood had finally turned around. It had taken a long time to get to this point. To keep it going, I gave her side a light pinch.

"Hoohee... s-stop it... heehee..."

"Your body's so soft, I can't help it. Just a little more."

"Ngh... d-don't say it like that... hoohee."

Yuri was now tapping my arm bashfully. Good. Her usual self was gradually returning.

The hand at her waist slid lower to caress the area above her sex. Perhaps because she had shaved, the skin felt soft yet faintly prickly. I could get addicted to that sensation too.

Yuri suddenly grabbed my hand, stopping the motion.

"...D-does it feel weird?"

"No. It feels way too good."

"Nn... d-don't say that..."

She ducked her head forward. Looking closely, the tips of her ears had turned red. She was embarrassed.

I moved my hand lower and gently stroked her sex. Yuri stayed still, as though she was no longer afraid. When I caressed around her sex in slow circles, she began rubbing her thighs together.

"Nggh..."

Riding the momentum, I inserted one finger into Yuri to the first knuckle.

"Ugh... nnggh...!"

Warm, slick, and snug around my finger.

Yuri's sex clenched tightly around my finger, just as it had yesterday. As though still unaccustomed to it, her inner walls tried to push my finger back out. Some arousal had begun to flow, but forcing myself in now would hurt her.

Hm. That was fine. If she was tense, I just had to loosen her up thoroughly. Unlike yesterday, I had plenty of time.

I slowly withdrew the finger I had inserted. Yuri trembled and squirmed in protest.

"Hnnh... why... whyyy..."

"Stay still. I'll do something even better."

"Nn... huh?"

"If I put it in now, it'll definitely hurt. Once you're a little more relaxed, I will."

"Okay..."

With one hand I rubbed softly around her clit, and with the other I stroked along her slit little by little.

"Hnnht... ahhnnh..."

"Okay? Not hurting?"

"I-it's fine... it doesn't hurt, so..."

I continued the caresses, careful not to touch her clit directly. A finger would be too rough—touching it before she was fully ready would hurt. Keeping the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pace unhurried, I fondled her leisurely.

"Haahh... nngh..."

Yuri was now rubbing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her thighs together like she was growing desperate. She held my hand and murmured something quietly.

"What's wrong?"

"A-a little..."

"Hm?"

"A little... harder... is okay..."

Yuri had acted cute and put on bravado yesterday, but when it came time to actually do it, she became genuinely innocent. Finding that adorable, I lightly bit her ear.

"Hyat?!"

"Got it. I'll do exactly what you asked."

"Yeah..."

At my answer, Yuri abruptly hung her head. I couldn't see her face clearly while embracing her from behind, but I could tell she was grinning foolishly.

I seemed to have been swept up in the mood too. Even by my own standards, I was treating her incredibly kindly.

Setting those reflections aside, I continued the caresses.

I inserted my finger to the first knuckle again and rested another finger on her clitoral hood, stimulating the area around her clit from inside and outside at the same time.

"Hnh... hnnht... harder... harder..."

To keep Yuri from whining and squirming, I gently sucked on the nape of her neck. The fresh, apple-like scent of her skin filled my senses.

"Hyaaaht—!"

Yuri's hips bucked and her legs curled. The way her toes pointed rigidly told me she had just had a small climax from that.

"Ahhnn... haahhnn..."

I paused my hand to let Yuri recover, and she raised her arms to pull my head down.

"K-kiss..."

So you liked kissing too.

We pressed our lips together, but Yuri seemed drained; she stayed still even as my tongue ravaged her mouth. She just trembled against my lips, as if she had no idea what to do. Seemingly without the strength to even close her mouth, saliva trickled from the corner.

I decided to pick up the pace a little. I moved my finger faster against her inner walls and rubbed her clit more firmly.

"Nggh! Haaht! Haht! Haaahnght!"

Yuri pulled away from me as though she no longer had the strength to keep kissing.

"Hnnaht! Haht! Haaht! Nnnngh!"

I deliberately kept the stimulation rhythmic so Yuri could adjust properly. She clawed at my forearm, seemingly unable to process the pleasure.

"Nnnnh... hnnnnaaaaaaaht!"

Soon Yuri reached climax and arched into a bridge. Her juices gushed out in pulses and streamed down.

"Hnnnh... hnaaaah..."

After spilling her arousal for a while, Yuri collapsed limply against me as if all her tension had snapped.

"Kiss... kiss me..."

She murmured with her head turned to the side. She looked like she didn't even have the strength to lift it now.

Hm. I needed to change positions first. I laid Yuri face-down and climbed over her.

Yuri looked up at me with eyes full of desperate longing. It was adorable how she trembled weakly yet still tried to press her lips to mine, so I ravaged her mouth once more as she wanted.

"Nnnph... nnnhh... hehh..."

Her tongue poked out adorably from her parted lips. With her body this relaxed, it seemed about time for me to enter her.

When I stroked her sex with my hand, I felt her thighs stiffen for an instant.

"Ahhhn..."

"Yuri. Relax."

"Nn... yeah..."

"It's okay, so relax."

"Ngh... I-I'm relaxed... th-this is relaxed, though..."

Hm... no good. Her mind might have been willing, but her body was still tense. Then again, I thought I'd heard that the second time could be harder than the first, when you went in knowing nothing.

Nothing for it. I'd have to make her come just a little more.