Ravish...ment (1)
Ravish...ment (1)
I used the Calamity Flame to burn away the potion effects clinging to Yeon-hwa.
It wasn't particularly difficult. Normally, it would be impossible, but for me, it wasn't.
'Much easier than Baek A-rin's case.'
Frankly, there was no comparison.
The curse clinging to Baek A-rin is, at present, not only difficult to remove outright, but eliminating it "safely" is far more taxing.
It requires more than simply melting it with Calamity Flame—it demands an understanding of ice and, in that moment, a close connection with Baek A-rin herself.
The gentle, soft Calamity Flame. My mana affinity-enhanced detection and control. And the detailed information gathering ability granted by Observation.
By combining all those factors, I could safely burn away the effects of the Potion of Being Hated.
- Fwoosh...
The Calamity Flame settled lightly over Hong Yeon-hwa, burning with a quiet flicker. Even so, it was too much to erase all at once, so I burned it away methodically, starting from the edges of the potion's effect.
- Fwoosh...!
'Hm?'
I had burned away about half of it. Beside my Calamity Flame, Hong Yeon-hwa's own Calamity Flame bloomed.
It was small, small enough to be called a mere spark. But the flame was dense, and its flickering seemed oddly sticky.
That wasn't all.
I felt a viscous gaze pricking at the crown of my head.
I cautiously raised my inner gaze and saw red eyes staring down at me intently.
Beautiful, gorgeous crimson eyes. I could glimpse all sorts of emotions flickering within them like flames.
Interpreting all of them was beyond me, but I could feel the affection that held the largest share, rippling stickily like honey.
"Hehe..."
Sensing that affection was flowing wholly toward me, a dumb smile spread across my face unbidden.
"Ha-yul, can I hold your hand?"
"Yes."
Yeon-hwa, smiling at my expression, suddenly asked.
I nodded without a moment's hesitation, and Yeon-hwa, grinning, began to caress my right hand.
"Your hands are so soft..."
"Heehee, it tickles..."
Her slender fingers entangled with mine, as if tickling me.
She traced my fingerprints, rubbed, tapped my fingernails, and stroked each knuckle as if she were licking them. Then, finally, she layered our five fingers together and interlaced them.
"Are you really okay with this? You're not just putting up with it because you don't like it, right?"
"Mm-mm... I really like it..."
[Like]
"You don't hate holding hands, right?"
"I like it."
[Like]
[Warm]
She repeated similar questions many times. An unconcealable anxiety seeped into those murmured questions.
As I bobbed my head like a nodding toy, the anxiety on Yeon-hwa's face gradually faded.
"Okay, that's a relief..."
The brief chain of questions ended. Finally, Yeon-hwa let out a deep sigh of relief and buried her nose in the crown of my head.
"Sniff... haah..."
My body flinched at the heated breath tangling in my hair.
Squeeze... Yeon-hwa's other arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer. I was buried even deeper into her embrace, already pressed close.
Before I knew it, we were overlapping each other's bodies and savoring each other's scent. One hand clasped, each of us pressing our noses to the other's head and chest.
It's not my place to think this, with my nose buried in the chest wrapped in a pure white gown and sniffing away, but allowing someone to smell you is truly an embarrassing thing.
- Fwoosh...
The Calamity Flame continued to burn quietly, and Yeon-hwa's Calamity Flame had been deeply dyed for a while now.
"It's almost all burned away."
Burning away the potion's effect took some time because I was being cautious, worried something might go wrong.
Now only a remnant of the effects remained. When I checked the outside with Observation, a deep orange sunset was staining the high outer walls of the dormitory building.
I'd already let the others know it might take a while, so I wasn't worried about being late.
- Fwoosh!
At last, the Calamity Flame spread and consumed the last traces of the potion's effect.
"It's done...!"
The strange current that had been enveloping Yeon-hwa was stripped away.
I smiled brightly and lifted my head from her embrace, and Yeon-hwa's usual face filled my vision.
The unpleasant interference that kept tapping at my head was gone. The Potion of Being Hated's effect had been cleared.
"...Sniff sniff?"
As I rejoiced over having successfully burned away the potion effect, my nose suddenly twitched.
With the potion's effect gone, Yeon-hwa's scent returned. Her characteristic body scent, and of course, the milky scent wafting from her chest.
My head tilted.
My gaze, which had been fixed on Yeon-hwa's face, lowered to the chest I had been buried in until just moments ago.
A chest wrapped in a pure white gown.
Voluptuous and soft, its curved contours plainly visible. It was so cozy, warm, and exuded a strong milky scent when I buried my face in it.
Come to think of it, my face felt like it was buried deeper than usual.
[M...milk...]
Above all, the milk scent was strong. Yeon-hwa's chest always smelled faintly of milk, but it was far thicker now.
My mouth unconsciously opened slightly, and saliva pooled heavily under my tongue.
Was I imagining it? Maybe it only felt that way because I had been smelling something different until just a moment ago...?
"Why?"
Yeon-hwa's hand, which had been stroking my back, came up and gently cupped my chin. My head tilted back, and Yeon-hwa's face, wearing an enigmatic smile, filled my vision.
"Is something weird?"
At Yeon-hwa's question, my vacantly opened mouth fumbled.
"Mm... The smell is, stronger."
"Hm? What kind of smell?"
"Milk smell..."
"Oh? Hmm... well, I'm not sure either..."
Yeon-hwa tilted her head to one side, her cheeks flushing pink. Her eyes, filled with a mixture of tension and perhaps anticipation, curved round in a rather deliberate fashion.
"Does Ha-yul want to check?"
"Check...?"
"Yeah, check."
Yeon-hwa, nodding her head, suddenly leaned her upper body forward.
The chest that had briefly been distant drew near.
Her chest hovered just barely at the tip of my nose. The heat and scent seeping through the pure white gown made me gulp down my saliva.
Check. I didn't bother asking what she meant. I blinked vacantly, then used my now freed hands to part the front panels of her gown.
The white gown spread to either side, and the first color I saw was red.
Clothes with a crimson hue rivaling Yeon-hwa's hair and eyes.
But they were far too thin to be going-out clothes, and her skin tone showed clearly through them.
The upper chest and the valley not covered by the garment revealed skin flushed softly fair, fully exposed.
The slender waist and cute navel hidden by the cloth were faintly visible through it.
It was a sight of rather stimulating color. As I stared vacantly, Yeon-hwa smiled with satisfaction and spread her arms.
"Here..."
Then, with her arms spread, her embrace naturally opened. A warm embrace, as if it would enfold whatever came, spread out before my eyes.
There was no need to hesitate. I brought my face to it, as if drawn by a magnet.
First, I rubbed my nose against the exposed skin of her upper chest. I smelled the sensation of skin damp with sweat and body heat, and the thick scent of milk.
It was definitely much stronger. I wasn't imagining it. The milky scent had grown much stronger.
Then it happened.
I blinked at a thought that suddenly surfaced.
Come to think of it, I'd never really gotten to touch Yeon-hwa's chest before.
I glanced cautiously at her face. Yeon-hwa was still watching my actions with a benevolent expression, as if she found them adorable.
So I carefully raised my right hand and gave her chest a small squeeze.
- Squeeze...
"Wow..."
My fingers sank deeply into the voluptuous flesh.
The abundant sensation clinging through the cloth was incredible, but more than that, I gasped at the warm body heat that warmed my sunken hand.
It was so warm I didn't want to remove my hand. As I repeatedly clenched my hand, the mingling warmth and texture felt utterly entrancing.
- Knead, knead...
"Ah, yes... wait, just a moment..."
Yeon-hwa, who had been pushing out her chest while breathing heatedly, suddenly stopped me by gently grabbing my hand.
"Wait a moment... if you keep kneading, I think it'll leak..."
[?]
[Leak...?]
Sulking slightly at having my hand caught, I blinked at the strange word.
A strange word. The thickened milky scent and the chest that was larger than usual.
As those details combined in my head, a delightfully improper expectation rose, and my mouth watered.
I still had in my mind the biometric data on Yeon-hwa that had been updating in real time for the sake of burning the potion's effect.
I had deliberately ignored the inappropriate parts, but truthfully, I had glimpsed some things.
"Yes."
Yeon-hwa, having caught her breath, smiled a benevolent smile.
Smooch— Yeon-hwa lightly pressed her lips to my cheek.
"Just wait a little. Soon... heehee, I'll let you suckle on it in a bit."
After saying that, Yeon-hwa tucked her hair behind her ear once more and lowered her head.
"Mwah..."
A moist sensation touched my lips. As our breaths mingled, my anticipation regarding her chest subsided for a moment, and my eyes closed drowsily on their own.
My body and mind melted, floating, at the direct exchange of affection. My eyes tried to close on their own, but I forced them open.
But the very eyes of Yeon-hwa, right in front of my nose, were closed.
[Yeon-hwa...]
[Let me see your eyes...]
I whined, shaking my body, and at last her eyes, overflowing with affection, came into view.
I liked this action, something as simple as meeting gazes.
Were the eyes the window to the soul? I could understand why the saying existed, for so many emotions were reflected in those eyes.
[Hehe...]
I smiled softly and wrapped my arms around Yeon-hwa's neck.
At that, Yeon-hwa's eyes curved roundly, and the hand that had been stroking my back slid lower and squeezed my butt firmly.
- Squeeze...!
"Eek..."
[Hek!]
A tingling sensation cascaded up my back with a shudder. At my reaction, Yeon-hwa's eyes curved even more, and I whined and rubbed my lips against hers more intensely.
It was similar to usual. Me held in her embrace, acting spoiled, kissing Yeon-hwa...
- Tap, tap...
"...?!"
What had changed a little was that something moist was tapping my lips.
A feeling tapped my lips in a constant rhythm, as if knocking. Its identity was, without a doubt, Yeon-hwa's tongue. At that, the corners of my eyes trembled faintly.
Being held in her arms, burying my face in her chest, smelling her, and kissing her lips had become quite familiar now.
But the tongue, the tongue... mixing tongues was something I hadn't done. Because it was unfamiliar, worry and fear came first.
"Mmmwah..."
[J-just a moment...]
That wasn't the only reason I hesitated.
Yeon-hwa was someone released from the curse, someone to whom my senses and speech had been opened.
If I was connected to Yeon-hwa, I could see, I could talk, I could smell.
I could taste.
"Why? Do you hate it?"
Yeon-hwa gently pulled her head back and asked. Her crimson eyes stared at me calmly.
Even as I felt that the question was similar to one asked on a certain night, I averted my gaze from Yeon-hwa with a face as red as an apple.
"It's not that, it's uh... just give me a moment..."
[Like]
Click...
[Like]
[Do it]
[Kiss me]
[Smooch...]
Click, click... My thoughts momentarily stopped at the voice of the necklace prattling on its own. Yeon-hwa, who had similarly opened her eyes round, let out a smirk.
"What, you want it, don't you? Kek, are you embarrassed?"
"No, that's..."
- Squeeze...!
"Eek..."
The hand that had momentarily paused in its actions squeezed my butt firmly, and her other hand grabbed my chin and pulled me in to press her lips to mine with a smooch.
While my body stiffened like that, her tongue persistently tapped at my lips.
"Mmm, mwah... mmph...!?"
[Like]
Perhaps because she had heard the necklace's permission, her actions were rather coercive.
The hand grabbing my butt didn't stop after a single playful squeeze, but kept kneading repeatedly.
With one hand, she cupped my chin, tilted my head back, and pressed my cheeks, forcing my mouth open.
"Mmph, keu, mmph...!"
[Like]
Pleasure heated my body and reason intensely, from top to bottom.
Just then, Yeon-hwa pulled her lips away for just a fleeting instant and whispered softly.
"I love you."
"...! Mmph..."
When my stubbornly shut mouth finally opened, Yeon-hwa's eyes sparkled blatantly.
And then, a piece of flesh entered between my lips. A relatively long, moist sensation. After tapping past my lips and rapping against my teeth a few times, it tapped my tongue.
- Zzzt...!
"H-haah..."
My body trembled, as if electrocuted.
My vision flashed, and my eyes flew wide open for an instant. From the sensation on my tongue, I could taste.
Yeon-hwa's saliva.
The first taste properly entering my tongue, which had been barren for nearly a year.
Unlike the miniscule amount I'd sometimes chanced to taste, the sensation directly piercing my tongue was on a completely different dimension.
Compared to when my sense of taste was intact, compared to the memories I could vividly recall thanks to the Authority of Knowledge, it was immensely sweet.
Immediately after, my focus dissolved, and my vision blurred hazily.
[Like]
[Like like like]
[Tastes good]
[Joy]
[Ecstasy]
"Mmph, mmmwah..."
[Like...]
Reflexively, I sucked on Yeon-hwa's tongue, which had entered my mouth. As our saliva mixed, my sense of taste exploded throughout my mouth like a rampage.
"Mmmwah..."
[Can... dy]
This was like candy.
If you sucked on it in your mouth, flavor came out. But since this one didn't get smaller, it was better than candy.
"Slurp..."
[Tastes good]
Petty little thoughts were shoved to the back of my mind, and my mouth, which I'd striven to keep shut, fell slack and open, and my limp arms wrapped tightly around Yeon-hwa's neck.
"Slurp, mmmwah...?"
[Don't go...]
How much time had passed? The tongue I was frantically sucking and licking suddenly slipped out of my mouth.
At the escape that left no room to stop it, my eyes widened and my mouth fell open.
A strange emptiness crept in now that what had been filling my mouth for a while was pulled out.
"Bleh..."
Searching for the runaway tongue, I stuck my own tongue far out.
"...Holy shit."
- Fwooosh...!
The sticky Calamity Flame that had been flickering just past Yeon-hwa's shoulder mixed with the faint remnants of my own Calamity Flame.
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[Player Correction System: Affection]
Lee Ha-yul → Hong Yeon-hwa
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡(93▷94/100)
「Affection」 「Milk」 「Gratitude」 「Warmth」 「Stability」 「Soft」
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