Tangled Desires and Crushing Thighs
Quuuuck—
"Call me if you have another nightmare."
"I'm fine. Really. I think I can sleep soundly now. I'm just... so tired. Hehe."
Hendrick felt sorry for Shae. Right after their lovemaking, he'd told her he'd hurry back to Kaya and asked her to wait. It was a shitty thought, but that's why he had to return to Kaya. He kissed her with all his remorse, and she responded a little. Then she covered herself with the blanket. Her face was flushed.
"At least it's okay with me."
"That's true, but... it's embarrassing."
Nothing he could do about the embarrassment. Hendrick put on his damp underwear—sticky but whatever—and left the tent. Once he was gone, the smile slowly faded from Shae's face, which had been holding steady.
"Sister. I'm sorry. But... I don't think I can live without the Captain anymore. Not just publicly."
Privately too. She rubbed her lower abdomen and swallowed the last words in her mouth.
'Holy shit.' Maybe 3 wasn't even a real number on the relationship chart. Both Kaya and Shae had jumped from 2 to 4 after getting physical. For women with massive trauma tied to their bodies, sex probably had a huge ripple effect. Shae must have gone through some emotional shift too... but right now, he just hoped her lethargy would ease up a bit.
As he crossed the short distance from Shae's tent to his own, a flood of thoughts hit him. What about Kaya? How's Kaya doing? What will Kaya say?
"You're back."
"Y-yeah."
Kaya was waiting demurely. Her tone was so flat and natural that for a second, he thought he was in the wrong tent. The silence was already suffocating, so he had to say something.
"Um... Shae's okay now. She said she had a bad nightmare."
"I see. That's a relief."
"Y-yeah, right."
Kaya. Instead of those one-word answers, couldn't you just get pissed or yell at me? Your face doesn't look relieved at all.
He'd braced himself before going to Shae, but Kaya's vibe was so stiff and sharp that approaching her felt impossible. His past self, who had boldly sworn to take responsibility for his judgments and actions... really...
"Let me wipe your body again."
"Huh?"
"Lie down, please."
Kaya held a wet cloth. He obeyed without protest. She scanned his body briefly... then focused on his lower half. His face burned.
'We tried to muffle the sounds as much as possible, but no way she didn't hear. Shae even yelled midway...'
And when he'd stripped off his underwear, Kaya's face had hardened. It was obvious. She stared piercingly at his crotch, soaked the cloth completely, and scrubbed hard—totally different from before.
"Ka-Kaya!"
"That area's very dirty. Please bear with it; it's unavoidable."
His limp dick, caught off guard by the rough toweling, started standing at attention. She scrubbed his pubes like she was trying to shave them off, then flipped the cloth and meticulously cleaned his shaft. The towel's roughness, the occasional brush of Kaya's hand, and her ragged breaths against his thigh created a weird thrill. If it had been Kaya's hand instead of the towel... he might've blown already.
"Hngh!"
"Captain."
"Ka-Kaya."
The moment that thought hit, Kaya tossed the towel aside and grabbed his dick bare-handed. There was some callus, but that wasn't the point.
'F-fuck.'
What good was prior experience? First time a woman had grabbed his dick.
- This makes you no better than a cheating bastard.
Shut up.
It was less intense than insertion, but the texture was different, and the atmosphere mattered. Beyond that, with his dick gripped tight, he couldn't move.
"Ka-Kaya. Can you let go first and we talk?"
"Captain."
"Y-yeah! Speak!"
The pressure on his dick intensified. He looked at Kaya in panic, but her expressionless face was even creepier.
"I did everything you told me to. I attacked the monsters you said to attack, took care of what you said to care for, and waited as you said."
"Y-yeah. I'm really grateful."
"Then why am I always second? To me, you're always the first—no seconds."
"Second? Th-that's because Shae's condition was so bad, I had no choice... Ngh!"
"No choice because her condition was so bad... Then. If I get even worse, can I be your first?"
"Wh-what are you saying?! That's not what I meant! We're comrades! It's natural to prioritize the more urgent, more hurt comrade!"
Ah. Kaya sis... Sis, right? Anyway, I'm done for. My dick's gonna explode for real!
"Y-you've been holding up the best, and I'm so relieved and grateful for that...!"
"…."
The pressure eased slightly. Blood rushing back into his near-bursting dick sent chills down his spine.
"Tell me what you want. It'd be better if you let go first."
"Can I really say everything?"
"Y-yeah. I'll do whatever I can."
Kaya finally released him. Relief and liberation washed over him briefly—then she started stripping layer by layer.
"Kaya?!"
"Wipe every inch of my body carefully. Hold me tight. Give me a hot, passionate kiss. Love my body. And... like that time."
Like that time.
Her calm tone held steady, but it wavered at the end.
"Like that time when you called me beautiful. Become one with me."
"…That'll do it?"
"Yes, Captain. That's all I need."
Kaya was fully naked now, her face flushed with heat.
"Even for a moment... treat me like we're the only two in this world."
He was exhausted, but backing out now would be unforgivable. Kaya had even been cheated on once. What the 'obsessed' Kaya craved most was his attention—the top attention, it seemed. Jealous of Shae, squeezing his dick like she wanted to burst it from possessiveness... Probably after that first time, he'd become hugely important to her, twisted by her trauma. Excluding the church, he was the first to see the 'real' her, the first to call her beautiful and share physical love—hence the obsession. Whether he was her first love or not didn't matter; to ease it, even short-sightedly, he had to shower her with the attention she demanded.
'What if it gets worse?'
Fuck it. Future me can figure it out. Hang in there, future me.
"No new towel."
"Huh?"
"Use that towel... to wipe me."
"…Huh?"
As he pulled out a fresh towel to clean her per her request, Kaya snatched it from his hand, stuffed it back in the bag, and handed him the one he'd used on himself.
'…Isn't this kinda dangerous?'
The whole towel wasn't soiled, so he could've wiped her, but knowing why she insisted on this one made it bittersweet. How did this devout half-elf nun end up like this...?
He wiped her body with the cleanest parts he could.
"Hngh…."
From her smooth underarms, to her perfectly shaped, medium-sized breasts, the cleavage that begged to be licked, her firm abs with faint 11-shaped scars, her narrow waist and flared hips, her pale firm ass, toned yet fleshy thighs, slim calves, and neat thin toes. Each touch made Kaya whimper like a fine instrument. Touch felt amazing, looks were stunning, tone perfect—truly a masterpiece.
One towel couldn't fully clean a whole body, but Kaya insisted on it till the end. Eventually, it reeked of a mysterious mix of his scent and hers. While she panted, he discreetly tossed it aside.
"…."
Glancing over, Kaya had stopped whimpering and was staring at him, eyes burning with desire.
Yeah. Time.
He spread her legs wide and moved to cover her.
- Shae was a first time, fine. But Kaya's not—gonna do the same as before?
But just before his hand reached her breast, his inner voice tackled him.
'No, this is what Kaya wants—what's the problem?'
- That's cheating bastard thinking.
'It's not.'
- Think hard about what Kaya really wants.
"Captain? Hngh…!"
At her call, he moved his hand. Kneaded her breast, pinching the nipple between fingers. That soft squish never got old. He wanted to keep groping.
'What Kaya wants most? This...'
- Argh! You fucking newbie! First! FIRST!!! She's pissed at being second to a comrade, jealous, and wants to be your most precious—give her a first, you idiot!
Lightning struck. The gloomy ego scored one.
"Ahk."
"Sorry, sorry, Kaya."
In his flash of insight, he'd gripped too hard. He apologized quickly, reluctantly parting from her breast.
"Captain…?"
"Don't freak out."
"What… Hngh?"
His face settled right at her pussy. Nearly bald, it wafted a lewd scent. He inhaled instinctively, and Kaya twitched, clamping her legs.
- Even better.
'Even better.'
Her thighs softly pressed his face. Pretty pussy front, firm thighs sides—this was paradise!
"C-Captain! What are you doing?!"
"Told you not to freak."
He gripped her thighs to hold them. Time to gift her another first.
"Why put your face there… Ahhn!"
Kaya clapped a hand over her mouth. Shocked by her moan or the sensation down there—only she knew.
'Probably both.'
Who knew Kaya could moan like that. Her pussy had a slight tangy taste and musky scent. Unavoidable after dungeon rolling. That it only smelled this much after a quick towel wipe—his towel—meant her natural scent was faint. But now, aroused again, her unique aroma—different from Shae's—shook him to the core. Lewd, obscene. Was he a perv? Nah. Their pussies must have some magic. How else explain getting this feral from just the smell?
Lick—
"Haaah! Hn! Haahk!"
"Cute."
"C-Captain!! Ahhng! S-stop! Please stop!"
"Should I?"
"…."
"Really stop?"
He teased her like licking ice cream—long upward licks, then tongue tip darting in and out. She squirmed, but her legs were pinned by his arms. She yelled to stop, called it dirty—but when he pretended to quit, she went quiet.
'Body's honest, mouth isn't?'
Remembering her creepy dick-grip earlier, he playfully tapped her clit with his tongue tip.
"No words? Guess you really hated it. Time to sto—Urghk!"
Squeeze—
Kaya's thigh muscles bulged sharply. Cau—can't bre—!!!