Chapter 64
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Regrouping (4)
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That day, my dinner date with Mion got a little awkward after running into old man Hawk, so we just grabbed some food, I walked her home, and headed straight back to the inn.
And right around midnight, the thunder and lightning started pouring down.
Scared by the thunder, Sia pounded on mine and Claude's doors, so I took her back to her room.
Since it was the usual event, Claude just waved me off with a "good luck" look on his face, nothing too obvious. So I spent the late night rolling around boldly in her room.
"Cain... your fingers feel so gooood!!!"
Pssshhh!!!
I made her squirt so hard she couldn't even hear the thunder anymore, then held her exhausted, collapsed body tight and fell asleep.
Drip drop—pour...
"Nngh... still raining?"
It was about time to get up, but the dark sky outside had me confused. Then I heard the rain battering the window and realized it was still coming down hard, keeping everything pitch black.
"Hiii... chuu!"
I stroked Sia's head as she giggled in her sleep, dreamily suckling on my chest like she was nursing.
"Hehe... Caaain... mmm..."
Lately, in her sleep-talk, she called my name more often than Claude's.
"Such a good girl, our Sia?"
Smooth...
"Hng!"
Listening to the refreshing sound of rain, I caressed her plump pussy lips, and less than a minute later, sticky girl-cum started dripping out.
"Good girl...?"
Squelch squelch!!
"Chuu!! Mmph!!!!"
Being gentle for her sleeping self, I softly stroked her skin. Her tongue, which had been sucking my chest, started swirling around, slathering my pecs with saliva.
"Hng... eh?"
"Awake now?"
"Hehe... Caaain... chuu!!"
Her dazed eyes looked up at me for a moment before she grinned and planted a kiss on me.
Ah, so it wasn't a food dream—it was a dream of kissing me?
Slurp—smack!!
"Mmph!!"
Since I'd gone pretty rough on her last night to drown out the thunder, her body felt limp. I gently rubbed her pussy.
Squelch squelch squelch!!!
Even as her hips and legs trembled finely, she naturally grabbed my cock with one hand while kissing, stroking it up and down softly.
Her handiwork felt so good now I couldn't call it clumsy anymore. I broke the kiss and whispered to her.
"Rain's keeping us from exercising today, so wanna sleep in, skip breakfast, and stuff ourselves at lunch?"
"Hng... okay..."
The food-lover Sia instantly agreed to skipping breakfast without a second thought.
"Then while we're resting, wanna drain a bit more?"
"Yeah!! Muah~ chuu!!"
Grinning brightly, Sia pressed her face to mine again, eagerly sucking on my tongue.
She loved other caresses and nibbles I gave her, but she especially adored kissing.
At first, when developing her body, I'd made her masturbate herself. But once I decided to fully claim her, her training under my hands progressed at breakneck speed every single day.
Almost to the point of corruption, really.
Everything I touched felt good to her now, imprinted on her body. Even outside our drain sessions, a casual brush on her shoulder or arm would make her blush. Loved that.
To live up to her expectations as her breathing grew heavier from sucking my tongue, I slowly slipped my fingers into her pussy.
Plunge—
"Hup!!!!"
In the two weeks I'd been out meeting women, some changes had happened with Claude and Sia too.
Sia, who used to fidget anxiously wanting to confess her feelings, now barely approached or talked to Claude unless necessary.
Of course, she'd chat and react normally at meals or casually, but there was a subtle line drawn, you know?
With her stamina built up, Sia started light jogging alongside her walking.
Once her bouncing tits started jiggling every which way, Claude's glances at her exercising body ramped up a lot.
Sia caught those looks once or twice, her face twisting unpleasantly.
Of course, Claude didn't notice since he was training a bit away while I assisted her workouts right beside her.
After that, Sia started hovering around me.
Just like how she'd buzzed around before to approach Claude.
'Hitomi'
[Sia]
[Cain] - 55%
[Claude] - 45%
So when I checked her numbers expectantly, they hadn't jumped dramatically.
Probably couldn't shake off a decade of feelings for Claude she'd liked for so long that easily.
Still, compared to the start, this was progress.
And besides sex, she sucked and did everything else, so no need to rush greedily.
"C-Cain..."
"Yeah? What's up, Sia."
"A-A little..."
"Huh? Go gentler? I'm already being super gentle."
Slooow squelch—sluuuurp!!
I was poking her pussy languidly with my fingers, but Sia stared at me desperately, stammering.
"N-Nooo... a-a little f-faster..."
"Oh, is that it? Thought you might be sore from last night, but alright, faster it is?"
"Yeah... hehe... ahn!"
She let out a pleased moan and clung tighter to me as I vigorously stirred her pussy.
"Haah!! Hngh!!! C-Cain..!! S-So gooood!!!!"
Grip—!
As my hand sped up, her panting grew ragged, gripping my cock even harder.
And her stroking matched my rhythm, picking up pace.
Squelch squelch!!! Squelch! Squelch!!!!
Slap!! Slap slap!!! Slap!!!
"Cain!! I'm...!"
"Yeah, me too—let's cum together?"
"O-Okay... hngggg!!!"
Realizing from her reactions she was on the edge, I let the building orgasm loose, pinching and twisting her clit.
Spurt spurt spuuuurt!!!
"Hiii!! Hiiiiaaaahn!!!!!"
Pssshhhh!!!
Spluuuurt!
Squeeze!
As pussy juice and pee sprayed from her, and cum erupted from my cock, I pulled my arm from between her legs and hugged her tight with both arms.
"Hng... so gooood..."
Still loved being held tight, her mushy voice murmured.
Looking at her still holding my cock, I asked.
"Wrists okay?"
"Yeah! Hee! Gotta drain all the bad stuff from Cain's body!"
Slurp! Sluuurp!!
Besides the gushes from my cock, to squeeze out the remnants in my urethra, Sia gripped the base and stroked firmly toward the tip, milking every drop.
I hadn't even taught her that—she figured it out herself. Genius pussy intuition, impressive.
"Ah... so good, Sia. Love you."
Mwah!
"H-Hiii!!"
A light kiss on her forehead and telling her I loved her turned her face beet red.
I said it occasionally, and her shy reaction every time was adorable.
"I... I love you too."
"Yeah, like family love, right?"
I put on a bittersweet act, implying her heart was still Claude's. Her pupils quaked.
"Y-Yeah! Right?"
Seeing her look at me with deep confusion—not just subconscious anymore, but her conscious self aware of me—I tickled her side.
Tickle tickle tickle—
"Still, love's love!"
"Kyaa! T-Tickles!!"
Tickling her side led to groping her side-boob and armpit, teasing until the mood heated up again. We drained one more round each, showered together, ate lunch, and left the inn.
Tinkle—
"Welcome... oh! Honey!!"
Squish!
Troublesome, but I wore a raincoat and bought the bento Camella loved last time, heading to Johnson's shop. Spotting me, she rushed over and hugged tight.
"Camella, haven't taken off your raincoat yet—your clothes'll get wet."
"Hehe... they get soaked anyway once we're together~"
Grinning slyly, I took off the raincoat so hers wouldn't get wet, locked the shop door, and headed to the break room behind the counter with her.
She hung my outerwear and raincoat on the wall, then plopped at the table in lotus position, beaming at me. I showed her the bento.
"Lunch first today. The one you said was delicious last time—this place's even better warm."
"Really? Hehe, same menu as before?"
"Nah, got two you might like instead. We can share."
"Hehe!"
Like a kid, she lit up. I opened the bento lids and handed her a wooden fork.
Click—
"Wow! Seafood!"
"Kinda pricey here, but the staff said the seafood's super fresh."
"Mmm... honey, feels bad—you always bring food like this..."
I usually grabbed street food since I visited around lunchtime, saving pricier bentos for occasionally.
"But last time you made one expecting me, I didn't show 'cause I was up all night with Tanya, so you cried eating alone. What could I do?"
"Tch..."
Normally every other day, but that time I'd spent the night pounding Tanya, missing lunch. Rushed over in the evening to her red-eyed, teary "why so late?" meltdown. Exhausting to soothe...
"Anyway, dig in."
"You first, honey."
"Alright."
I took a casual bite, then Camella speared some oyster dish and brought it to her mouth.
"Urk...!!"
"Camella!!"
Before it hit her lips, she gagged hard, dropped the fork, and bolted out of the break room.
No way...?