Chapter 415.5: Because I’m Still Anxious Sometimes.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 415.5: Because I’m Still Anxious Sometimes.
A familiar scent wafted through my hazy consciousness.
It was a soft yet intense fragrance—one moment subtle, the next piercingly strong—intermingled with the distinct, mysterious scent of a woman.
“So-hyun. Do you know who I am?”
“Ma…ster…?”
Perhaps because I had managed to get some sleep, I was able to take in my surroundings and realize where I was and who was by my side.
Judging by the strangely pleasant atmosphere of the room and the incredibly comfortable bed, it was definitely not a hospital.
Master, perhaps having just bathed, was wearing only a robe. Droplets of water still clung to her hair.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away as a stray droplet fell, naturally tracing a path down into the valley of her cleavage.
“Well, I saw an opportunity and snatched it up greedily, but…”
Master naturally closed the distance and sat on the bed, a slightly bittersweet smile on her face.
“If you really don’t want to, tell me clearly. I have no intention of forcing you.”
…This woman had always been like this.
She seemed reckless and free-spirited, but when it came to truly important matters, she was someone who never crossed the line.
As long as the other person wasn’t a complete villain, she respected their will and would never do something they truly hated.
Showing herself like this and then being rejected would surely hurt her pride. Yet, the moment I said no, she would likely just change her clothes and leave, even if it left her wounded.
Her scent made my head spin as she drew closer.
I felt an impulsive urge to nod, to lunge at her and bury myself in that fragrance, but I forced it down.
Since she had respected me by saying she wouldn’t force anything, I couldn’t answer her in this state.
If I answered now, she might spend the rest of her life mistakenly thinking I only did it because I was caught up in the heat of the moment without thinking.
No.
I didn’t know exactly when it started, but I had already resolved to change.
I knew that pushing everyone away wasn’t the answer, and I had already been planning to open my heart, even if only a little at a time.
I wanted to tell her that even if this situation hadn’t happened, I would have eventually opened up to her if she kept approaching me.
Suppressing my instincts with reason, I organized my dizzying thoughts as best as I could.
“Don’t misunderstand what I’m about to say…”
“Okay.”
“Even if it wasn’t a situation like this, I wanted to do it.”
However, perhaps because I had organized my thoughts too hastily, there was a significant discrepancy between what my brain intended and what actually came out of my mouth.
That makes me sound like a total maniac…!
“No, I mean. That’s not what I meant…”
“I know.”
I tried to correct myself quickly, but Master approached me, telling me there was no need for excuses.
“Well, honestly, I was acting confident, but I was a bit anxious too. I wondered what I’d do if you just kept pushing me away. I guess my efforts were working little by little.”
The distance between us naturally vanished, and Master slowly slipped off her robe.
The skin that met my eyes was incredibly white.
Her excessively pale skin and pale pink hair captured my gaze, and with her clothes gone, her scent became even more intoxicating.
“Mm, this is more embarrassing than I thought. It’s my first time being this exposed in front of a man.”
Seeing her look at me with an expression that seemed to expect something, I could guess what she was thinking.
“…How is it?”
“You’re beautiful.”
“I-is that so? I’m glad.”
Seeing someone who was always so confident and unwavering act like this was cute. It also made me happy, as if I had finally caught up to someone who was always miles ahead of me.
Her hesitant, fidgeting behavior was strangely adorable.
When I reached out and stroked her exposed white belly, her body trembled violently. It seemed she hadn’t expected me to touch her there.
“Oh…?”
“You’re truly beautiful.”
Her body, devoid of even a hint of excess fat, felt firm rather than soft, but her breasts and hips asserted their presence as if to prove her feminine charm was not lacking.
It was the kind of body that women themselves would likely consider ideal.
“Um, I don’t know much since it’s my first time, but… are you supposed to start with the stomach? It’s a bit ticklish.”
I didn’t answer, but instead smiled and opened my arms. Understanding my intent, Master leaned into my embrace.
As I held her in a back-hug on the bed and rubbed her belly with both hands again, Master began to squirm at the strange sensation.
“Uh, well. When I studied from books, they didn’t just touch the stomach like this…? Could it be…”
The way she looked back with anxious eyes was so cute that I kissed her just as she turned. In an instant, Master’s eyes widened to their limit before slowly beginning to moisten.
I only did it to help her relax, fearing she might be in pain if she stayed too tense, and honestly, just touching her stomach was becoming a torture for me too.
Now that she seemed sufficiently relaxed, it felt like time to start in earnest.
While keeping our lips locked, I naturally moved one hand up and the other down.
Her nipples had hardened, and due to her extreme tension, her entrance was so tight that even a finger could barely fit. But that was only for a moment.
As I avoided direct stimulation and gently massaged the surrounding area, her stiff body softened. The tension left her frame, and her tongue, which had been flickering awkwardly at first, began to entwine with mine naturally.
When I lightly stimulated her clitoris, the cave that seemed like it wouldn’t even allow a finger began to dampen as if by magic.
“Phew.”
“…Ugh… heh?”
By the time that long first kiss ended, the floral scent emanating from Master’s melting body had grown much stronger.
When I let go of her limp body, she naturally slumped forward onto her hands and knees. The moment I grabbed her hips, Master realized what I was planning and tried to stop me.
“W-wait a second…!”
Lick.
Well, she only tried to stop me.
I parted her exposed labia with my fingers and carefully slid my tongue inside as if licking up the flowing arousal. It tasted slightly tart yet sweet.
It didn’t taste like something from a human body; it was more like licking a warm, succulent fruit. Fascinated by the taste, I pushed my tongue in deeper and more firmly, until the tip of my tongue brushed against something elastic deep inside.
At that sensation, both of us instinctively realized what it was. My reason, which I had been desperately holding onto, shook violently and began to crumble before my instincts.
* * *
And then there was a person whose reason had already vanished into the distance.
To be honest, I thought that even if I couldn’t lead, things would work out if I just left it to instinct.
I didn’t have a vast amount of sexual knowledge, but I wasn’t lagging behind others either. I thought I had trained enough through visual media, at least.
As expected, the real thing was different.
From the moment he started kneading my belly—not my breasts or my private parts—everything was beyond my expectations.
Everything was so new, and I felt as if I were being ambushed. I even felt like every place his hand touched no longer belonged to my body. What more was there to say?
The mouth that had been kissing me just moments ago was now sucking on my lower half. His invading tongue, seemingly intent on seeing how far it could go, was blocked by the membrane inside me.
Something about it.
Until just now, it hadn’t felt real, but now it finally was.
The way he licked my hymen with his tongue, almost playfully, felt like he was announcing that he was about to tear it.
It served as a reminder that I was truly having my first experience right now.
How long did that ticklish, hot, and sticky sensation continue? Suddenly, I felt something hot pull out of me.
Before I could even wonder why he was pulling away, I felt something heavy and hot press against the entrance.
Ah, right. Everything until now was foreplay. Now that my body was sufficiently relaxed, we would move on to the main event…?
When I glanced back to check, something like a club, which didn’t suit his face at all, was aimed at me.
…If something like that enters my body, would it feel any different from being stabbed by a sword?
I definitely wanted to do this, but facing the real thing, I felt scared.
But as if he had noticed that fear, his hand touched my cheek.
“Um, if you’re scared, shall we stop?”
He had the expression of a puppy that couldn’t hold back any longer, yet he was trying to endure for my sake because he was worried I’d be afraid. It was both admirable and a bit pitiful, so I steeled my resolve.
How much could it possibly hurt?
“If a woman draws her sword, she should at least cut a radish.”
Wait, I’m the one being stabbed, so shouldn’t I say he’s the one who drew the sword?
Seeing him laugh after staring at me blankly for a moment made my tension ease a bit.
“I’ll try to make it as painless as possible.”
His eyes glowed with a faint pink light, and as my entrance was forced open, his weight began to press down firmly.
The sensation of accepting something for the first time in my life was more foreign than I expected. The feeling of my body being stretched open like this was a sensation bordering on the unknown.
However, perhaps thanks to the thorough preparation, it felt more like a blunt, hot club pushing its way in rather than sharp pain. Still, I couldn’t help my expression contorting at the unfamiliar sensation.
Then, as if by magic, the pushing movement stopped.
“…Shall we stop? It doesn’t have to be today. We’ve confirmed our feelings, so later. Yes, I think we can do it later.”
And at that point, I could see what kind of expression he was making.
His face, which had been consistently composed, was now devoid of any leisure. I could see a strange anxiety mixed in his eyes as he looked at me.
It was a gaze as if he were looking at something that might break. Suddenly, I remembered something the Chairperson had told me.
Combined with the feelings he harbored for me, I realized he might still be seeing me as a patient, even though I was fully cured.
As he slowly tried to pull back and withdraw, I pushed my hips back, forcing us back together.
The sensation of the membrane inside my body being forcibly pushed.
It felt like it would snap if I applied any more pressure, but that was exactly what I wanted.
“No, all of a sudden…”
“What do you mean ‘all of a sudden’? We’ve come this far.”
It would hurt, but this was the moment I had to endure.
Since he wouldn’t move, I pushed my waist back myself, as if pounding a mortar several times, but it was frustrating how the membrane stubbornly refused to tear.
“Ugh…! Hmph…!”
…I’d heard that some women have thick membranes. To think I’d be that type, of all things.
“I’m fine now. I appreciate the consideration, but you don’t have to be so careful that you’re literally trembling.”
Whether my persuasion worked or not, I felt him move his hands to grip my buttocks, after he had been motionless for so long.
It was a bit embarrassing, but finally…
“…Do you have any idea how hard I was trying to hold back?”
“…Huh?”
“I don’t care anymore.”
The thick object, which had pulled out to its limit, slammed back in with force, once again stretching the inside of my vagina.
A heavy impact and a sharp, tearing pain pierced through my body.
* * *
My head felt like it was on fire.
I was already at my limit; do you know how hard I struggled to maintain my reason?
She has no idea how hard I was trying to hold back…!
Every time I applied pressure, her body would stiffen, reminding me of her final moments when she was hardened by Mana Stone Disease. Do you know how terrified that made me…!
And every time I tried to suppress my excitement, she would shake those white buttocks right in front of my eyes…!
“Ghh…!!!!!”
As I continued to thrust my hips violently, the membrane that had stubbornly resisted finally gave way, and a stream of red blood trickled down.
The satisfaction of conquering a place no one had ever entered and the pleasure of splitting that narrow gap dominated my mind. I pulled her close, leaning over her from behind, and gripped her breasts.
I pressed closer, seeking to confirm her softness and body heat—to prove she wasn’t cold or hard—as I pushed deeper inside.
She was saying something, but it didn’t reach my overheated brain.
I didn’t know if she was telling me to wait or saying it hurt, but if she was going to say those things, she shouldn’t have provoked me while I was holding back…!
It must have been painful since it was her first time, but I had no room for consideration as I hammered my hips.
Burying my face in her neck and inhaling that familiar scent, the more I confirmed her softness, the more real it felt.
The realization that she wasn’t a hardened mana stone.
The realization that I had no intention of ever letting these people go again.
Thinking only of going deeper and deeper, I slammed my hips home. As the urge to ejaculate surged, I didn’t hold back and buried myself deep inside her.
As I shoved myself into her furthest depths, Master’s body trembled violently. Since I couldn’t see her face, I couldn’t tell if it was from pain or pleasure.
When I pulled out, the condom was smeared with blood mixed with transparent arousal.
Breathing heavily, I tried to process the situation with a slightly cooled head.
Just as I began to worry that I had been too violent, Master began to turn her body around.
When Master, who had been facing away, slowly turned to face me, she was…
“…So this is sex.”
She was smiling, her face flushed in a way I had never seen before.
“It hurt and was a bit scary, but still…”
She naturally leaned in and even kissed me.
“Now that it’s done, my whole body feels warm inside. It feels good.”
By the time she lay back down, she seemed to have regained her composure.
“…Since it’s the second time, it’ll feel even better, right?”
And then she openly provoked me.
Fine, I have to admit it.
I was worrying about something completely unnecessary.
“Ah.”
To treat someone like this as a fragile object that might break—I must have been losing my mind.
Earlier, I couldn’t see her face because of the position, but now that we were in missionary, I could clearly feel her gaze looking at me with hidden anticipation.
“Ah…!”
Responding to that expectation, I thrust inside in one go. Her vagina trembled violently, and a spray of clear fluid erupted.
“Wh-what…?! I-it’s bigger than before!?”
“I was holding back earlier.”
“…You can even control that?”
Well, there was psychological pressure, so I was a bit shrunken.
But I don’t care anymore.
Everyone just keeps provoking me even when I try to endure.
I silenced whatever she was about to say with a kiss and began to move my hips violently.