Her Liberation, Her Discovery
She was liberated. She had discovered it. Kneeling atop my thighs in an awkward position, she looked down at me with flushed cheeks and a bewildered expression. 'I want to hear her voice even more aroused.' I gripped her waist and hips, using my thighs as support, and began moving her slowly back and forth.
"Ugh...! Wait a second—" Only then did she seem to realize what I was doing. She ducked her head and clamped her mouth shut again. "Mmph...! Mmm—!"
Swish— swish— squelch— Her crotch, straddling my thighs, began pistoning back and forth. She could no longer resist. Biting down on her lips as if to tear them apart, she clutched my shoulder with one hand while desperately trying to stifle her moans with the other. As Yeonhee's body swayed, her ample breasts swayed with it, proudly asserting their presence. The sensitive peaks at their centers, now damp with the saliva she'd spilled, stood out even more vividly. 'A clean, pink color...'
"Aaaah... Please... This isn't right... Hng! I—I made a sound...!" She could only sob as she rocked back and forth. Those tears streaming from her eyes weren't from sadness, were they? But the sobbing didn't last long. Before long, Yeonhee began timidly matching my movements, rolling her hips in sync. Her motions were cautious and secretive, yet they couldn't fool my senses. 'She's already wet...'
Squirt— squirt— Something gushed from between her legs and began soaking into my pants where they touched. "Haaah...! R-Really, heuh... Mmph..." A sweet yet slightly sour scent—the same one I'd noticed earlier—began to spread from her lower body. The moment I caught that scent, the symbolic organ between my legs reacted for the first time. It didn't rise, but the stimulation was unmistakable. That faint swelling and rush of excitement was something I'd never felt since becoming a skeleton. 'This... might actually be possible someday.' Normal intercourse... Of course, I couldn't ejaculate, but... then again, who knew?
I quietly observed my body, sensing the flow of mana and the circulating fluids. It was far closer to human than when I'd first used Mimicry. Now, unless someone had exceptional sensory abilities, detecting the transformation would be nearly impossible. So once I could speak fluently, perhaps I could look forward to more.
"Heuh... Heung..." Yeonhee's mouth gradually fell open. She tilted her head back toward the sky, eyes half-lidded, surrendering her body to pleasure. If pleasure scaled with talent, she would reach climax faster than anyone else—and her limits would be higher too. The duration would be longer as well... Truly a blessed physique. Yet that was also why she was already coming from this level of stimulation.
Judging that Yeonhee had heated up enough, I pulled a towel from my inventory and tucked it between her thighs before laying her down again. Now facing each other, I continued the act by pressing my knee firmly against the towel. "Kyaaah—!" Yeonhee let out a piercing moan, and I quickly covered her mouth to muffle it.
—Hmm...?Puheh... No Hayun, who had been sound asleep right beside us, stirred at the sound but fortunately didn't wake completely. Still, she was halfway to consciousness; I could feel her body's responses gradually rising. 'She's going to wake up...'
I removed my hand from Yeonhee's mouth. Her lips, parted in a perfect circle, trailed a long string of saliva. Her warm breath had already dampened my palm, and her tongue writhed inside as if craving something. 'Want to suck on this instead...?' I slowly slipped my index finger into her open mouth.
"Aah— Hup...?!" Yeonhee realized something had entered her mouth, but instinctively bit down on it. "Teh— Tet—" She tried to spit my finger out, but I kept it there. While I held her in place with one arm and continued stimulating her below with my knee, I also began sliding the finger in and out of her mouth. "Heung... Oop— Chup— Squelch—"
Yeonhee's cheeks puffed in and out with my movements. She shot me a slightly reproachful look, as if demanding an explanation. Something like, How do you know about this?'I don't remember that part either...' I could recall other memories from my past life if I concentrated, but anything related to women remained strangely hazy. It made me wonder if I'd never been with a woman at all. Yet Yeonhee seemed to suspect otherwise because of how naturally I was acting.
"Squelch— Chup— Slurp— Suck— Lick— Hng—" The sounds from her mouth grew increasingly obscene. Her saliva clung thickly to my finger, creating all sorts of wet noises. Slurp— lick— suck— suck— "How... does it taste...?" "No thaste at aw— Oop— Slurp—"
So she couldn't taste anything. I'd thought she might like it. Even while glaring at me fiercely, she kept sucking on my finger. I could feel the suction gradually increasing—she seemed to be using her tongue, pressed firmly against the underside, to draw on it. When I lightly scratched the roof of her mouth with my fingertip, her body twitched. The intense movement stimulated her below as well, and the amount of fluid leaking out steadily increased. At this rate, I was worried she might get dehydrated.
"Hng— Haa— Heek... Aah...!" After thoroughly toying with the inside of her mouth, I pulled my finger out for a moment. She stuck her tongue out slightly and panted. "You're... good at this." "H-Huh? Wh-What am I good at... Hah... Haah... Ugh... doing...?" "It feels good." "Th-This feels good?" I nodded. She looked pleased at the praise, even if she didn't fully understand it. But soon her eyes narrowed and she demanded, "Y-You... You really don't remember anything?" "I don't." "It doesn't seem like it... What— Oop— Ngh!"
I'd told her to save the sweet talk for the bedroom and not bring up the outside world. I pulled her closer with my legs, slipped my fingers back into her mouth, and reached down with my other hand. "Kuh... Uuugh..." Yeonhee couldn't even tell me to stop. She simply placed her own hand over mine on her thigh. The overlapped hands offered no resistance—only added another layer of warmth to my body heat.
I pushed the soaked towel aside. Her leather pants came into view, and I yanked them down in one motion. 'They're so wet they're not coming off easily...' After some effort, the gray-stained leggings shorts she'd been wearing underneath appeared. They must have once been white. Yeonhee twisted her thighs in shame, strongly protesting that she didn't want me to see her like this. 'Skipping the kiss and the breasts and going straight here... Is this right?' The order felt wrong. But this was the spot I'd already been stimulating with my knee, and I wanted to see her face reach an even higher peak, so I placed my hand on the plump mound between her legs.
"Kyaa—! Mmph— Mmm—!" I pushed my index and middle fingers deeper into her mouth to silence her while gently rubbing her below with my left hand. "Uuuu—! Uuuu—!" Twitch— twitch— Yeonhee thrashed as if she'd never felt such stimulation before. "Aaaah~! Haaah~ Hng..." Her movements reminded me of a beast in heat. Even without me moving my hand, she was grinding against it on her own. She grabbed my hand with both of hers, but it seemed more like she was trying to guide it exactly where she wanted. Now Yeonhee had completely surrendered to pleasure. This was her time. With my hand trapped between her thighs, she rubbed herself up and down while sucking on my fingers and crying out in ecstasy.
I reinforced the Big Boar leather covering the tent with extra mana for soundproofing, but doing it remotely had its limits. Yeonhee kept gushing fluid thick with that scent from below. Her eyes had already lost focus—she was completely gone. "Hueee... Feels gooood... Aah...! Ilwol... Hng! Ugh! Hng! Haaah..." 'Whew... That expression... It's really hard to hold back.' Those unfocused violet eyes were driving me insane.
Squelch— squelch— squish— squelch— "Ngh...! Good... Aah... J-Just a little more—" Using my fingers and palm as tools for her own pleasure, she looked more vibrant and free than ever. Liberation. The time to set aside her suppressed self and give in to instinct would also help awaken her yet-unbloomed potential.
Lick— lick— "Your fingers... feel good... Ang... They're long... and pretty..." Yeonhee had pulled my fingers from her mouth and was now licking the tips with her tongue. She kept saying my fingers were so pretty she wanted to trade hands with me—an odd thing to say. I'd always had a complex about my hands. Because of these pretty hands, I'd been teased as the poster child for a guide's hands.
"Hng... How about you, Ilwol...? Do you like it?" "Yeah... I like it too." "I'm glad... Haaah~ I-I really... shouldn't be doing this here... But it feels so good... I can't stop. Haa—" "It's... fine." "Hng...! Uuung~ Ahhgh... A-Am I dirty? Don't... hate me... I just— Hng! Ngh...!" She was clearly rambling, lost in the peak of pleasure. But I understood exactly what she meant.
"You're not... dirty. You're... clean. More than anyone." "Aah... Th-Thank— Hng!" It would be a problem if Yeonhee came to hate or see herself as filthy. Why would yielding to sexual desire be dirty? It was one of the greatest sensations and the ultimate pleasure a human could enjoy. Whether my clumsy words of comfort reached her or not, she seemed able to enjoy her climax in a more stable state.
Slurp— kiss— And then Yeonhee even mustered the courage to kiss me first. She fiddled with my lips using her fingers before pressing her mouth to my neck several times. Her movements were clumsy, yet she was desperately trying to share the joy she felt with me—it was endearing. "Haa— Aah— There, yes. I like it there. Bite my ear too... I like that too."
She liked this, she liked that—she liked everything. Then I'd have to do it all. Yeonhee stayed in my arms, savoring the pleasure until my Mimicry was about to run out. Meanwhile, I kept stimulating her while splitting my attention elsewhere. About ten minutes before the transformation ended, No Hayun, who had been lying beside us, finally woke up. She was staring up at the ceiling with wide eyes, her face frozen in shock.