Permitted Indulgence (5) (Illustration — Caution Advised)
-Squeeeze!!
"Nnh, kkhhut...!!"
Seonho's cock, pushed in half by my own insistence.
The sensation of a man's thing entering my body for the very first time in my life was something quite different from what I had imagined.
-Squelch, squeeeeze!!
"Nngh, kkh...!! Hnnnguuuuh...!!"
...It hurt quite a bit, and it was decidedly not the mind-blowing pleasure I'd been led to expect.
I vaguely remember hearing somewhere that there were ways to make even a first time painless... but apparently reality wasn't quite so accommodating.
So sex isn't just this pure rush of pleasure after all...
Until moments ago, I'd been desperate — desperate to be connected with Seonho even just once.
But now that I was actually doing the real thing called 'sex,' my head had suddenly gone cool and clear.
Seonho was simply too big, so the presence I felt inside me was no joke — and above all, this feeling of something tearing inside me as he first entered hurt so, so much.
Pathetically enough, tears I couldn't explain began to well up and spill from the corners of my eyes.
"Hnn, nnm...."
"...I'm sorry, Sora. Does it hurt?"
"N-no, it doesn't...."
I was the one who forced this to begin with. If I went and cried from the pain, what kind of pathetic sight would that be?
So I forced myself to shake my head and deny it — and of course, it showed all over my face.
"I'm sorry. I should have been more careful. If I'd known you'd hurt this much, Sora...."
"I-it's fine.... I'm really not hurting at all...."
-Chup.
"Nn, nnm...?!"
The moment I tried desperately to shake my head in denial, Seonho's lips came down over mine.
I don't know why, but from that instant, the pain deep inside me began to fade, and a strange, restless heat started to rise through my body.
-Chup.
"Nn, mm...."
-Chup, chup.
"Nnm, hnnm...."
...This kiss was a little different from the one we'd shared in the daytime.
Not the simple, innocent peck from before, but... something somewhere along the line felt indecent.
Amid that strange lewdness, the pain melted away — and yet somehow, my heart was pounding even harder.
-Thump.
"Mm, hnnm...."
-Thump, thump.
"Haah, nn.... Nnhaah...."
My heart was beating so loudly that I worried it might actually reach Seonho's ears.
So I deliberately raised my voice a little louder instead. If I was going to be embarrassed either way, letting him hear my voice felt somehow less mortifying than letting him hear my heartbeat.
...Which is how, in the end, he caught onto both.
-Squish!
"Nn, hnn...?"
Still holding the kiss, Seonho's hand came to rest on my chest.
The instant I felt that broad palm pressing down over my breasts like a cover, I understood instinctively.
That this frantic heartbeat of mine was being transmitted straight through his hand.
-Chup, nnm....
"Hnn, haaaah...."
"It's beating like crazy, Sora."
"...P-please pretend you don't notice stuff like that.... It's embarrassing...."
"I thought you were beating this loud on purpose, just so I could hear it."
"Th-that makes no sense.... Who could even control something like that...."
"...True. It's not something you can control."
With those words, this time Lee Seonho gave my breast one big squeeze.
Even amid the fairly firm pressure, the very first thing I felt wasn't discomfort or pain — it was some indescribable, illicit pleasure.
-Squueeeze!
"Nn, hnnnn?!"
"Just like I can't control how drawn I am to you like this, Sora. It's not something you can control."
"Haaah, L-Lee Seonho... nn...."
...I was about to say something, but his lips came back down and I forgot it entirely.
It probably wasn't anything important anyway. If it was the kind of thing I could forget over just this much.
Besides, what mattered more was kissing Seonho like this right now. I should just focus on this.
-Squish.
"Nn, hnnnn...."
Even when Seonho kneaded the hand resting on my breast again, I focused on his tongue slipping inside my lips.
-Grip.
"Hnn, haaah...."
Even when he suddenly caught my nipple and an indecent moan slipped out of me unbidden, I focused on parting my lips and layering them over his.
And as I kept doing that, at some point the throbbing ache I'd felt in my lower body stopped registering at all.
...Maybe this is what they call the power of love, or something like it.
"Hnn, haaaah...."
"Feeling calmer now, Sora?"
"...Mm-hm."
I knew it — he was kissing me on purpose, to take care of me.
He must have seen how much pain I was in, so he kept kissing me and waited until I could settle down. And because just doing that would've felt somehow strange, he casually played with my breasts and threw in silly little lines to cover it up.
All I could think was: that's Seonho being exactly Seonho. The way he always puts someone else before himself, every single time — I love that about him so, so much.
-Chuuup.
"Mm, nnnm...."
This time, I was the one who wrapped my arms around his neck first and kissed him.
Round and round.
Between our lips, our tongues circled round and round.
My nipple, caught in Seonho's fingers, twirled round and round.
And my head had been spinning round and round for a long while now.
Still, the one wish that this moment could last forever — that alone didn't spin away with the rest, but sank deep into a corner of my heart.
And there, with my first love, I built the memories of my first time.
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The moment I entered her, she was so obviously on the verge of tears from the pain that I kissed her first, just to calm her down.
But after one kiss and a bit of fondling, this time it was Han Sora who pressed her lips to me first, clinging on of her own accord.
Her eyes alone told the whole story — the complete picture of a female in heat. At the very least, what I felt from her now was a completely different emotion from the friendly warmth she'd shown everyone during the entrance exams.
I'm probably the only person who's ever seen that expression up close. And I'll be the only one in the future, too.
God, she's cute.
Heroines in love really are the cutest.
Nothing is more exquisite than watching a girl who was clumsy at expressing affection transform into someone so active. It feels like all those long hours of careful planning are finally bearing fruit.
So for this one moment at least, I set aside my next plan for conquering Lim Yujin and my schemes for a threesome involving Cha Eunju, and focused entirely on kissing Han Sora.
This was her first time, not mine, so I had to concentrate on satisfying her as completely as I could.
That way, later on, whenever I suggested doing something lewd again, she'd accept it without a moment's hesitation.
-Grip, hold.
"Nn, hnnnn...."
When I pressed down on the nipple that had popped out, she let out a sound like a whimpering puppy and shot me a sidelong glance.
Alternating between her breasts like that, I bought as much time as I could for her body to accept me, stacking pleasure upon pleasure.
...Though calling it purely for her sake would be a lie — my own desires were mixed in there in considerable measure.
-Slide.
"Nn, nn...?"
At my hand suddenly moving downward, Han Sora looked at me with eyes gone just slightly wider.
Taking even that reaction as tacit permission, I slipped my right hand straight to the place where our bodies were joined.
-Tap.
"Hnn, hnnnn?!"
The moment I flicked her clit — sensitized past all sensitivity — with my fingertip, the body of a young lady who'd just experienced her first time bounced up like a spring.
-Tap, tap-tap.
"Hnnn, nn, haaah?!"
-Grip.
"Haah, S-Seonho.... Th-that place is sensitive, you c-can't touch it...."
Unable to keep her head straight beneath the overwhelming waves of pleasure, Han Sora finally turned to me and pleaded, careful and soft.
That sultry voice of hers, barely above a whisper, only inflamed my desire further.
"I can't touch it?"
"Nn, mm... I-I'm really sensitive there, so if you keep touching... "
"...No."
-Squeeze.
"Nn, hnnnnnn?!"
I'd shown her plenty of the considerate, ever-yielding Lee Seonho by now. It was about time I showed her a slightly selfish side, too.
A man who acts the same way every time might give you a sense of security, but it leaves him a little short on charm.
And Han Sora right now was in a state of complete dependence on me — so what she really wanted, more than anything, was for me to take the lead.
"B-but I said you can't touch it there...."
"How am I supposed to hold back when you're making a face that cute? You're practically begging for it with your whole body...."
"I never, ever seduced you...."
"Yes, you did."
If we're being pedantic about timing, I suppose it wasn't now but about three years ago.
That's roughly when I started reading Surviving the Hunter Academy in my past life.
True to the childhood friend position, she was the first heroine I'd ever laid eyes on — which made her the girl I felt closest to by far. It's why I'd imagined the sight of her nestled in my arms like this, playing sweet with me, more times than I could count.
"It's Sora's fault for being this lewd. I'm completely innocent."
"Haah, honestly.... Why do you suddenly get so selfish at the most useless moments...."
Her mouth spat out complaints, but her face couldn't tell the lie — Han Sora averted her eyes, straining to hide how pleased she was.
I caught that clit of hers between two fingers and, just as I'd done with her nipple earlier, began twisting it left and right in turn.
-Twirl.
"Nn, nnhaah...!"
-Twirl, twirl.
"Nnn, n-not thaht...!! S-stop, iht, haah...!!"
For something she told me to stop doing, her hands weren't pushing me away at all. Her two arms, the very ones meant to resist, only wrapped tighter around the back of my neck, pulling herself closer.
At this point, it was fair to call it Han Sora's own brand of aegyo — a roundabout way of asking for more. Thinking so, I gave the clit held between my fingers a slightly firmer twist.
-Squueeeze!
"Haa, nn, khnnnnnng?!"
Once again, right on cue, she responded with that adorable reaction — hugging my body tighter and tighter — before finally losing her composure and looking up at me with a faintly sullen face.
"Haaah... I-I told you not to do thaht...."
"...Sorry. You were just too lovely — I couldn't help myself."
"Nnn, s-saying things like that.... Th-that's cheating too...."
Over one slightly embarrassing line, her face went absolutely scarlet as she buried it against my shoulder.
Being able to see and feel this lewd side of her — a side I'd never once glimpsed in the original story — from this close made my heart pound nearly as hard as Han Sora's own.
...By now, even a first-timer's body like Han Sora's should have gotten used to me inside her.
"Can I start moving soon, Sora?"
"...Mm. I-I'm okay now...."
"So it did hurt after all."
"Wh-what?! No.... That's not what I meant at all...."
Apparently flustered at having her true feelings read, Han Sora narrowed her eyes slightly and stole a glance at my face.
And then, carefully, in a half-crouched position, she began to lift her hips.
-Squelch, squelch....
"Haa, nn, hnn...."
The moment she steeled herself and made to move, swaying her hips for the first time—
-Schluuuup!
"Nn, hnhaaaang?!"
Unable to restrain a split second's impulse, my cock drove straight up into her, thrusting into her from below.