Yuri Village's Dark Knight Lily: A Woman's Body is Easy Prey
A woman's body is easy. Weak as hell, total pushover. No exaggeration there. It's this fragile creature that overreacts to the slightest unintended touch. Every inch of skin tingles no matter where you poke it. And I know damn well that if the mood gets even a little melancholic, that tingle flips into something else in an instant.
Sorry, Alicia, but I've already made up my mind. My heart aches for you. But what can I do? For the sake of a girl about to waltz into a minefield on her own, I'd do anything. Even if it means getting beaten to a pulp by yuri fans later. It's all for Alicia, after all. They say it's easier to beg forgiveness than ask permission— this must be exactly how someone feels when they have to commit a crime for the greater good. Call me the Dark Knight of Yuri Village...!
"Hawa, hawawa..."
"So cute..."
First things first, I need to teach her how gross it feels to be touched by someone you don't even like. With blood practically pouring from my mouth in agony, I move my arm.
Right after she hugged me calling me a doll, Alicia's right there in front of my face. I straighten my index finger like a needle and poke her wrist. Tickle tickle tickle.
She's shaking like crazy. Scary, right? So why'd you act like that?
"Puhuhuhu..."
She's trembling all over. Poor thing, it's driving me nuts...
Don't worry. I don't plan on anything that dangerous. What do I gain from just tormenting a delicate flower of a girl like you? Of course, I know even this is crossing a line. For someone like me—who'd rather avoid even normal chit-chat with girls if I could—to draw a sword like this is extremely out of character.
It's all your fault. So I'm just gonna scare you a bit. Or maybe it's more like administering a vaccine against a virus.
"Don't shake, Lily."
"..."
Maybe she doesn't know what to do, because Alicia's reaction is blatantly different from usual. Her flushed face glows even in the dark, like she's pouring all her focus into my fingers on her forearm.
Wait. That's kinda hot. No, it's not. With who she is, anyway. Yuri x TS girl looking erotic? That's a mental illness.
Then suddenly, like she can't hold it in anymore, Alicia starts giggling outright. Her laugh screams, go ahead, try it if you dare—pure provocation. I slide my fingers up from her forearm and knead her shoulder.
"How's that?"
"It's, so, smooth, silky..."
Maybe it's how delicately she was raised. Her skin's like satin. I wanna keep touching... No, what am I thinking?
"Why, why do you keep laughing?"
"Your eyes look dead serious, like you've got this huge resolve. But your actions are so timid, it's hilarious."
"Ti-timid?!"
"Yeah."
What happened to the bravado?
"You can touch wherever you want."
"Y-you, you're gonna, g-get, in tr-trouble...?"
"Punish me then."
"Kyaaak...!"
Now I'm feeling sorry for a different reason. Someone else should've been the one hearing that line! The thrill of pinning down a provocative girl, rubbing her pussy till she begs for forgiveness and moans— that's the good stuff, ugh...!
But for someone like me, that's never gonna fly. I glitch out like a broken computer, making creaky noises.
And Alicia seizes the chance, her long fingers probing every corner of my body— wait, hold on...!
"No, this, this won't do...!"
Her hand movements are blatantly different from the hug earlier, full of intent. My whole body jerks. She strokes down my back, one hand caressing my nape while she blows softly in my ear...
"Hiiik?!"
A woman's body is easy. How do I—a guy in past and present life who's never touched a female body—know that? ...Well, I've experienced it firsthand.
It's not like everyday casual contact sets me off. This ain't some eroge. But it's like there's a switch deep in my mind: the second a lewd thought creeps in, my whole body powers up and reacts. Just like now.
A girl in this state... well, yeah, me... I feel terrifyingly simple. So right now, all I can do is make stupid noises—ngh, ngh, hngk—with every flick of her hand.
Thinking I'm overreacting, Alicia asks:
"Never done this before?"
"Like I'd have!"
"Me neither."
Liar. You're way too good at it.
I know we haven't gone all the way yet, and she's going easy on me on purpose. But I can't just lose like this. I gotta punish her hard enough to gaslight her out of ever doing this again. Right. That's the goal from the start.
I grit my teeth, face on the verge of tears. ...Alicia seems to like it, her eyes crinkling seductively again as she opens her mouth.
"Ever done it solo?"
"........."
"Nope, right?"
"I-I have?"
What, you think I'm some idiot who's never jerked off? I'm a sex-crazed monster, you know? Imagining girls like you grinding their pussies together? I try once every few months? It just... doesn't work out well, that's all. Don't look at me like I'm some pure innocent girl...?
"Liar."
"........."
I don't answer. Not admitting she's right— just refusing to fall for her petty provocations.
My silence wraps us up. Alicia looks deep in thought, and I finally regain some composure. Hot damn?! What the hell was I doing? I snap back to the mission, muttering like a mantra about being the Dark Knight of Yuri Village, the hero of Yuri Village, steeling my resolve again.
Meanwhile, Alicia's got something on her mind too. Her fingers stopped wandering ages ago. She hesitates a bit, then locks eyes with me again.
Come at me, anytime.
"This won't do."
"Wh-what...?"
This time, she doesn't answer. And nothing happens after that. No more touching like before, no hot breath in my ear, no dirty talk. It's kinda deflating for me. Not that I was looking forward to it. Thank god. Even I don't wanna get beaten up.
No, forget beatings—I can't forgive myself. A lowly TS girl like me.
"Can I ask one thing?"
Alicia speaks in a way that's not like her at all. Ask away and I'll answer. That's the confident girl I know. Seems like she's being cautious. And I figure out why right away.
"What's with your stomach?"
"Stomach?"
"It looked bad."
When'd she even see my gut? Well, can't hide it. Good thing it's dark—it's covered in ugly bruises. Obvious beating marks. Anyone would wonder.
I brush it off.
"No big deal."
"Yeah?"
To me, it really wasn't. Dana roughed me up for teasing her. Toying with that wildcat girl with my tongue? Worth the payback. Hell, I came out ahead. Her reactions were hilarious...
But Alicia's face is weird. I can tell. She's badly misunderstanding. Class topper, sharp as hell—not just books. Smart girl like her might connect the dots to Dana.
Boring. I don't want her pitying me or beefing with Dana over it. I don't hate misunderstandings in yuri, but not when I'm stuck in the middle. No thanks.
So I say:
"I like getting hit!"
"What?"
"No, I mean, uh, stomach punches? I like 'em. Sometimes I beg for it?"
"From who?"
"Uh, anyone...?"
"........."
What masochistic slut shit is this? But the words are out. No take-backs, and she wouldn't believe me anyway.
"........."
"........."
What is this suffocating silence? Strike me with lightning already. Change the mood. Save this TS girl who accidentally maso-outed in front of a classmate...!
...Ah, screw it. Whatever.
I snap.
"It, like, stings all tingly? And the, keh keh, feels good, and later when you press, hek hek, no. Um..."
"........."
"D-don't look at me like that...?"
"Kinda shocking."
Yeah, duh. Now I wanna cry. What is this mess? Is heaven testing the evil yuri fanatic? Give me basic human rights at least. Even if it's all my fault. Still...!
Alicia actually seems shocked by my nonsense, pulling her body back. Her gaze is ice-cold. Looking at me like a bug. Wuu, Lily's ruined— this is too much...!
"It was a lie. My stomach's just..."
"Got it."
Let me finish! You don't believe a word!
"No, wait, Alicia...?"
"Yeah. I'll drop the stomach thing. You don't wanna talk about it."
You don't wanna hear it, you bossy jerk. Apologize. To every masochist girl worldwide. Doesn't matter to me, but still—apologize...!
I flounder, mouth flapping uselessly, and Alicia yanks the topic away entirely.
"Your hair's gotten long, Lily."
"No, listen—"
"It's pretty."
"........."
Sudden hair talk? Whyyyy? Forced topic change is obvious! Not something you say to someone you've known less than a month. And I'm a bob cut—how's it "long and pretty"?
So, uh, can I explain the maso thing or...?