Ravish...ment (2) - Minor
Ravish...ment (2) - Minor
Was that too much?
Hong Yeon-hwa briefly thought that, then opened her eyes with a strange expression.
"Uuueee..."
[Ryumulrabeua?]
Lowering her gaze at the sound from below, she saw Lee Ha-yul in her arms with a dazed look.
"Uue...? Ehh..."
Babbling that hadn't yet crystallized into words leaked from his mouth. His unfocused, blankly open eyes made it plain he wasn't in his right mind.
His chin held in her hand, his mouth was slightly open. Between his soft lips, a pink tongue peeked out adorably.
"Mm..."
At that sight, the flames she had momentarily suppressed stirred.
The tongue that had been wriggling energetically until just a moment ago now hung limp, and that was incredibly arousing.
"Come to think of it, it's Ha-yul's fault."
"Ehh...?"
"Why do you keep seducing me? You're the one acting tempting first."
With that textbook criminal's logic, Hong Yeon-hwa tightened her grip.
His cheeks were squished by her fingers, and his mouth jutted out like a fish. His limp tongue stuck out further, weakly wriggling for good measure.
"...Should I do it one more time?"
"Mmph, smack..."
Having asked herself and gotten permission, Hong Yeon-hwa promptly kissed him. With his reason melted away, Lee Ha-yul reflexively opened his mouth and moved his tongue.
- Smack, mmph, slurp...
Moist tongues intertwined.
[Delicious.]
As always, the voice laid bare his embarrassing inner thoughts. Delicious? That was what Hong Yeon-hwa wanted to say.
When she gently bit his lower lip, his mouth opened wider. When she lightly bit his protruding tongue and sucked on it, it felt as if honey water were seeping out.
Ever since he'd started giving off that honey scent, she'd had dark imaginings, and to think it really was like this.
[Give me some too...]
[I want to eat...]
Lee Ha-yul, who had been sucking weakly on her tongue, began to whine. Hong Yeon-hwa grinned and took hold of his chin, tilting his head back farther.
He was already cradled in her arms, and with their height difference, his head was tipped back as if looking at the sky; into his open mouth she pushed her tongue.
"Oom... smooch."
Lee Ha-yul's mouth was like an automatic door, obediently opening.
After that, it was a repeat of before—an expression of Hong Yeon-hwa's dark desire. Saliva mingled between their tongues, then flowed one-sidedly down from above.
"...Gulp."
[Delicious.]
After receiving the saliva, Lee Ha-yul worked his mouth a moment, and his Adam's apple bobbed. Looking down at him up close, Hong Yeon-hwa's eyes curved happily from the sense of fulfillment.
"Mmm..."
As Lee Ha-yul's Adam's apple kept bobbing, his eyes grew hazy. Hong Yeon-hwa slid the hand that had been playing on his back downward and firmly squeezed his plump bottom.
- Squeeze...!
[...!]
[^#%^!?]
A jolt shot through Lee Ha-yul, and his eyes—which had been on the verge of going blank as his reason completely melted—flew wide open.
"...Haah."
Having satisfied her dark desire considerably, Hong Yeon-hwa pulled away with a heated breath.
[More...]
But as if still unsatisfied, Lee Ha-yul stuck out his tongue again, seducing her. Her resolve wavered, and Hong Yeon-hwa squeezed her eyes shut.
"Really, not anymore."
If this kept up, they might spend the whole day just sucking and biting tongues. Not that she disliked it, but there were still things to do, and plenty to feed him.
"Baby? It's time to come to your senses now."
Pulling Ha-yul, who still craved a deep kiss, against her chest, she gently patted his bottom—unlike earlier.
"Our baby is so good... now let's do something else."
The hand patting his bottom as she held the excited child in her arms to calm him almost carried a maternal air.
Under that sweet emotion, Lee Ha-yul's panting breaths began to gradually calm.
"Uuuh..."
"Yes, that's right. So obedient, such a good boy..."
Before long, he had calmed down. Lee Ha-yul buried his face in Hong Yeon-hwa's chest and breathed softly.
The sound of her heartbeat and the milky scent from her chest also helped greatly in calming him.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yesss..."
When he tilted his head back a little, he saw Hong Yeon-hwa's smiling face.
Her gracefully curved eyes and gentle smile. Though he hadn't known it before, recently he'd felt it often: a maternal feeling that made his heart pound.
"Ha-yul, aren't you hungry?"
"Hungry...? Yes, I am..."
At the sudden question, Lee Ha-yul tilted his head, but as his head was stroked, he nodded for now.
At that, Hong Yeon-hwa's smile deepened.
"Hmm... then what to do... there's no food left in the dorm..."
"......"
[Milk...]
At that blatant gesture, Lee Ha-yul understood her intention and swallowed hard.
The lingering taste of saliva in his mouth was stimulating, but even more so, the imagined taste of milk shimmered in his head.
"Our baby, want some num-nums?"
"...I'm not a baby."
At Hong Yeon-hwa's teasing question while she stared at him, Lee Ha-yul reflexively shook his head.
"Oh really? Then you can't have num-nums either."
"Huh?"
[?]
[Question]
[Shock]
[Bewilderment]
Then, as if she'd been waiting for exactly that, Hong Yeon-hwa pulled back, denying him her chest, and he panicked.
"What? What? Why, why...?!"
"Why? Milk from a baby bottle is for babies to drink."
"......"
At that obvious and sensible reply, his words momentarily failed him. Well, she was right.
But still...
"Ah~ Ha-yul isn't a baby so he can't have any~ What a shame..."
"T-That's..."
That wasn't just a logical argument; she was plainly teasing him.
You can't eat because you're not a baby. In other words, if you want to eat, you have to act like a baby.
At Hong Yeon-hwa's expression, half maternal and half playful, his hands trembled.
A conflict arose in his heart. At this age...?
"...F-Fine, I'll be a baby. Please give me num-nums..."
His resolve crumbled quickly. There was no way his sense of shame could beat the scent of milk wafting right under his nose...
"For real? But you always say you're not a baby."
"I don't care... I want num-nums..."
Lee Ha-yul buried his face in her chest and shook his head back and forth as if throwing a tantrum.
Though his actions were no different from usual despite his words, that alone made Hong Yeon-hwa smile deeply.
"Oh really? Aigo, my baby was hungry?"
"...Yesss."
"I see~ I'm sorry for making you wait?"
Patting his bottom as if handling a child, Hong Yeon-hwa kissed the top of Lee Ha-yul's head and rummaged through the subspace pouch by the bed.
"Here, it's num-num time..."
"Ah."
What Hong Yeon-hwa pulled out was a baby bottle filled with milk.
His mouth fell open. It was an action born of both admiration and instinct.
- Stroke... stroke...
Suddenly, a hand kept stroking his head. He knew whose it was, but he couldn't tear his attention away.
But the touch dripped with affection, telling him there was no need to ask permission anymore.
With that courage, he leaned his face forward.
"Sniff, sniff sniff...?"
With a rather tense demeanor, Lee Ha-yul sniffed cautiously, his nose twitching.
At the utterly adorable behavior, Hong Yeon-hwa simply held back laughter and stroked his head.
"Ah."
His nasal cavity filled with the smell of milk, and his mouth watered.
Instinctively, Lee Ha-yul took the bottle's nipple into his mouth and suckled, and warm liquid spilled over his tongue.
[Milk...? Teat...? Eh...?]
Warm. Before he could even register it, the savory taste flooded his mouth, and then his tongue was submerged in the rich liquid.
It felt as if his sense of taste had been drowned once again by the intense stimulation.
Even so, the liquid kept filling his mouth until his cheeks were about to bulge.
He felt like it would spill. Unable to bear the waste, he swallowed on instinct.
The liquid filling his mouth trickled down his throat. As the milk in his mouth gradually receded, the taste bloomed anew on his tingling tongue.
Savory and sweet. Bit by bit, the flavor grew clearer as if his senses were recovering.
As the milk that had gone down his throat settled in his stomach, a warm heat spread from his belly through his body.
His eyes blinked slowly, growing drowsy at the comforting sensation.
He felt as though he were experiencing a happy childhood he'd never had.
"Good boy... yes..."
With his head and back being stroked, and receiving praise just for drinking from a bottle, that happiness intensified.
"Uh, haah..."
He couldn't form complex thoughts. He simply wanted to eat more.
"Fuu... aah..."
Hong Yeon-hwa leaned back against the headboard. She adjusted the arm wrapped around him, afraid he might fall.
The corners of her mouth turned up, and she gently stroked Lee Ha-yul's head.
"Ah, heh, hehe... so cute..."
Her head grew light with the mental satisfaction.
A child who, from their very first meeting, had always seemed somehow anxious and precarious.
So fragile that, left alone, he might suddenly keel over somewhere, needing to be held and watched over.
From his appearance to his innermost thoughts, every little action stirred the heart and evoked maternal love.
Even though she'd never had a child of her own, something much like maternal love had blossomed.
Now, that thirst was being quenched.
"Ah, really... hehe..."
Hong Yeon-hwa couldn't stop the smile slowly spreading.
"My baby..."
Though she murmured it while gently stroking his head, no answer came.
Even the necklace stayed silent, his attention wholly on drinking milk.
The lack of response only satisfied her more. Hong Yeon-hwa smiled softly and held Lee Ha-yul's head close.
* * *
[Player Correction System: Pioneering Progress]
[Quest 「Huh? Baby」 cleared]
[Quest 「Maternal Love」 cleared]
[A large amount of Points is accumulated]
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[Player Correction System: Affection]
Lee Ha-yul→Hong Yeon-hwa
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡(94/100)
「Affection」 「Milk」 「Gratitude」 「Warmth」 「Stability」 「Softness」
▼Dramatic Change▼
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡(94▷97/100)
「Affection」 「Milk」 「Dairy Cow」 「Gratitude」 「Warmth」 「Stability」 「Softness」