Just a Moment, It's Lunchtime [Philia the Blood] (1)
Philia didn’t seem to dislike it, either. She hadn’t refused, and the way her body betrayed her made it clear she was secretly anticipating it. Even if she tried to hide it, the thick, sweet scent of a female in heat rolled off her in waves, announcing the truth.
“May I kiss you?”
“Don’t ask…”
The female scent grew thicker still. The sweet, decadent aroma drifting from a girl his own age should have felt out of place, yet it was unbearably alluring.
“I want to see your face.”
“No…”
When Philia covered her burning cheeks with both hands, Marei seized her wrists and pulled them apart. Her hot breath tickled his cheek with every exhale. Seeing the tears pooling in her eyes, he instinctively extended his tongue and licked them away. Salty.
“Eut…!”
Philia remained curled up tight, still tense. Eyes squeezed shut, she waited for what was coming. Marei stretched his tongue out fully and dragged it slowly down her deathly pale cheek. The skin felt cool at first, but a faint flush of red rose beneath it. From her cheek to her neck, then along her collarbone—he licked every inch. Philia squirmed, letting out soft, ticklish moans. Her hands stayed pinned, her head trembling faintly side to side.
“Khh… uung… ung… heut…!”
As his sticky tongue slid below her collarbone, the vampire princess unconsciously began to rock her lower belly, panting. Between her thighs, where his knee pressed firmly against her panties, a slick fluid smeared across the fabric.
With practiced ease he used his teeth to pop the buttons on the front of her dress, then pried the fabric open with his chin. A cute little bra appeared before the greedy conqueror.
“Red? How pretty. Did you prepare this for me?”
“Don’t—don’t say such ridiculous things!”
Whether she refused to yield to his relentless teasing or was simply mortified, Philia raised her voice. At the same time she clamped her mouth shut and scanned their surroundings with anxious eyes. Naturally, no one was there.
“I-I’ll take it off… s-so don’t lift it…! A-ahh… r-really…!”
Unlike the mature women who served him with full, heavy breasts, when he bit the center of her bra and tugged it upward, her small mounds lifted with almost no resistance. They were fresh and petal-soft, barely swollen, nothing like the massive, overflowing breasts he was used to. At their centers, her pink nipples stood stiff and proud.
Even as Philia protested in obvious distress, Marei took one of those berry-like buds into his mouth and began rolling it with his tongue.
Slurp… suck… suuuck… slurp… sluuuurp…
“Heut… ut…”
Her small hands, now freed, clenched into tight fists that covered her face. She gripped so hard her wrists bore red imprints. One fist shielded her intelligent eyes at an angle while the other pointed skyward, hiding her delicate features. Soft panting sounds escaped her. Beneath him, her petite body twitched and fluttered.
He sucked hard on the firm yet yielding pink flesh, tugging as though he could draw milk from it.
“Kheut… eut… ut… heuuut…!”
Soft, but with that delightful hardness pressing against his nose—it was perfect. He sucked, bit, and licked without mercy, using the tip of his tongue to press and torment her nipples. Even knowing they were outdoors, lewd moans slipped between her clenched teeth and parted lips.
Suuuuuuck… suuuuuuuck… suuuck…!!
“Hiiit… d-don’t suck it like you’re drinking—aaah… heuuut…!”
He drew the fully erect nipple out long beneath the lifted bra, and her small body lifted with it. Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, sliding down his cheek to the dirt below.
“Stop… stooop… aeut… uut…!”
Her tongue-tied words came out faint, but such feeble resistance only looked adorable. It only stoked his sadism higher. He switched to the other nipple, gently rolling it between thumb and forefinger, caressing it until the word “stop” no longer left Philia’s lips.
“Kkeuut… kkeuuuut… euuuuut… ueuut…!!”
Her petite frame shook pitifully, yet her body—already so perfectly trained—reacted with pure instinct.
“Haah… haah… haah… haah…”
The caresses continued until a thick, transparent fluid gushed between her thighs. Only then did Philia go limp, panting. Her red eyes, staring blankly at the sky, were utterly drenched in carnal desire.
Philia the Blood tried again and again to steady her trembling body, forcing air into her lungs and shaking her head, but it was useless.
You’re such a lewd child, Philia.
The boy’s words refused to leave her ears. Me? Lewd?
Philia, still struggling to breathe, found herself smiling. Her body had no strength left; only the corners of her mouth quivered faintly. Everything with this boy was a complete mess. Nothing ever went according to plan. The moment she regained her senses, she would find herself like this—behaving like a beast in broad daylight.
The strangest part was that she didn’t entirely hate it.
Philia kept her face hidden behind her arm, still panting. Having bitten down hard to silence her moans, she felt dazed. A pleasant floating sensation mixed with total exhaustion, leaving her unable to move.
A lewd child… That’s me.
She could only whisper it weakly to herself. She had never once considered it before. Yet now, following the image of the boy slowly growing inside her, those words seemed to gain weight, carving themselves into her mind.
“Philia?”
The familiar voice made her turn from her vacant stare at the sky. The moment she met his black eyes looking down at her, her body shuddered again.
Doing this outdoors—she really was no better than a beast. Yes, a beast. The boy straddling her was a complete and utter male.
“Philia…?”
Even when he called her name, Philia could only smile faintly instead of answering. How had it come to this? She didn’t know. This same pattern had repeated several times now, and each time she simply sank deeper into the murky current.
Is this what I wanted?
Philia shook her head to clear her blurry vision, but nothing changed.
You’re such a lewd child.
Hearing Marei’s voice again, Philia bit her lip. She had to deny it. She must deny it. Yet her breath caught in her throat.
“I’m putting it in now, okay?”
“Ah… yes…? Yes?”
Only half-hearing him, Philia weakly spread her arms and looked up at the boy above her. The enormous red glans, slightly paler than before, hovered into view.
“W-wait… waiiit…!”
It was too massive to believe it belonged to a human. The sight of that enormous meat club—so huge it seemed impossible for it to fit inside her—made Philia’s voice rise in panic. A shrill “pik—” sound, utterly unlike her usual dignified tone, slipped between her words.
“Philia? I want to put it in now. I want to fill this sloppy little pussy of yours completely. Okay?”
“No, no! W-wait… don’t use such vulgar words…!”
Pussy. Philia frowned. Faced with the massive rod before her eyes, she had no idea what to say. Her entire body trembled, her lips quivering, but coherent words refused to form.
“Then I want to put it inside Philia. That’s fine, right? Yes?”
That’s the same thing! The protest rose in her throat but died at the sight of the huge thing swaying before her, fear strangling her voice.
Even in Norman’s hotel, even behind the Valter School building, the memory of that enormous thing filling her completely and crushing her body felt like a dream. There was no way something like that could fit.
Philia gazed up at the boy atop her with eyes full of fear.
“I’m putting it in, okay? Philia~? Yes?”
His black eyes now resembled a predator’s. Every hot breath that brushed her skin made her tremble uncontrollably. The meat club dripping clear fluid carried a lewd, addictive scent.
“W-waiiit… Marei… j-just a moment… if you put something like that in… right now… i-it can’t… if you put it in…”
What happens if you put it in?
Philia swallowed dryly. She knew it was wrong, yet she was excited. Her heart hammered wildly. What would happen if he shoved that thing inside her right now? What would become of her—again?
Short, fragmented thoughts drifted slowly through her mind.
“You’re so cute, Ria.”
“Eut…!”
At the pet name, the vampire princess could only nod weakly in submission.
“I like you. I love you. Ria, I really do!”
His face lit up like a child receiving a gift, yet one hand gripped the massively curved shaft. No—his hand couldn’t even close fully around its thickness. He pressed the head against the thoroughly soaked petals of the vampire princess beneath him and pushed.
Sluuuuurk…!
The enormous monstrosity no human should possess slowly forced its way into the girl of similar stature. It pried open her narrow entrance, and clear love juices gushed out around it.
“Uuu, it’s so tight, Ria…!”
Slurk… sluuuurk… sluk…!
“Heut… heuuut…! S-s-slow… heuk… ahut…!”
Philia’s eyes flew wide as she felt her lower belly being torn apart. She strained with all her strength, barely able to breathe. I should have drunk his blood. I should have— Her face flushed deeper with pain, regret, and the creeping pleasure that slowly overtook both.
“Relax, Ria. It’s hard to get in. Eut… I’ll move a little, so bear with it.”
His slender—petite, really—waist. The abdomen that felt both softly yielding and subtly firm. He pressed his thumb hard against it while his other fingers gripped her waist and yanked her toward him with all his strength.
“N-no… hiiiiiiik…!”
Sluuuuuuurk…!
The mercilessly rough insertion finally tore a raw moan from Philia’s throat. Any fear that someone might be nearby vanished completely, bleached white by the overwhelming sensation of the huge penis stretching her belly.
Slurk… slu… buuuk…!
It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.
Even when she strained her throat to the breaking point, no proper voice emerged. Her whole body locked rigid. She couldn’t move. Every muscle had tensed so tightly she had lost control. No matter how she tried to move, her contracted muscles refused to obey.
“W-w-wait… kaaa… a… a… aeu… euu… w-wait… euu…”
Her voice wouldn’t form properly. Her mouth simply trembled, leaking empty breaths as clumsy words spilled out.
Pook. Pook. Puk.
With each brutal thrust, Philia made broken “kek—kek—” sounds, mouth opening and closing helplessly through what felt like an eternity.
“Kheuuut… Ria, Ria. Your insides are really… khuh… so tight and warm… I love it. Ria, I like you so much. Really. Just a little more… eut… just a little…”
Puk. Puk. Puuuuk. Buuk. Puk.
Even driving his hips with everything he had, the penis only advanced a fraction into the impossibly narrow, vise-like hole. With every tiny gain, just as much thick fluid surged out around their joining.
“Aeu… Ria, Ria. Just a little more. Try to relax. Just a little and it’ll be all the way in… heuuut… ut… ut…!”
The boy thrust his waist with savage force, forcing the thick shaft into a passage that should never have been able to accept it. Philia, held by the waist and violated so roughly, couldn’t even say “stop.” Tears streamed down her face, twisted by pain and the pleasure blooming inside it.
Puuuuuuuk…!
“Kihiiiiit…!”
At last the enormous penis reached the very end, grinding against her cervix. She cried out like a beast, hips bucking wildly in a desperate struggle for survival, squeezing the shaft with all her strength.
“Huuuu… it’s touching… euu… you’re squeezing way too tight…”
Just as he had done with the tall, elegant women like Ilien and Idrien, Marei had buried himself completely inside the petite vampire princess. He let out a faint complaint while gazing with satisfaction at her white belly, where the clear outline of his huge penis showed from the base all the way to her womb. He held back his climax until Philia regained her senses.
Her eyes unfocused, staring into empty space, mumbling incoherently as she lay limp, Marei leaned down. He slipped his arms behind her and lifted her. She was incredibly light. A sweet scent rose from her sweat-glistening white skin.
Philia’s arms naturally wrapped around his neck. As she clung to him, Marei pulled her tightly against his chest and took several long, deep breaths. The sticky-sweet scent of her body pleased him greatly.
Holding her like this while still buried inside, feeling her chin on his shoulder and her belly pressed against his throbbing length, gave him a strange sense of peace. Even standing and penetrating her felt as comfortable as pinning a woman down on a bed.
He patted her back gently, as if soothing a child, waiting for her reaction. After a moment, the vampire princess clinging tightly to his neck began to let out long, trembling breaths.