Chapter 143
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 143
Chapter Title: Degeneration (7)
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To Nozomi, sex was something closest to [service].
Someone might suddenly ask why service of all things, but when she thought about moving her hips to please a man, undergoing all sorts of preparations and training, and adjusting to his moods, it wasn't exactly a wrong way to see it.
Of course, to her, sex was less something enjoyable and more a tiring chore that had to be gotten over with. It had always been that way up until now.
No. It might not have started out that way, but at the very least, that's how it was now.
A tiring, bothersome act of service.
That was Nozomi's experience of sex.
But sex with Takuya was different.
It was like something between lovers—no, not quite as sweet as that, but with a strangely addictive vibe.
Sure, part of it was that sex with Takuya felt incomparably better than with her husband.
But that wasn't the only reason sex with him stood out.
So why did sex with Takuya feel so good? Nozomi's answer was this:
It was because he made love in a way that acknowledged her efforts and showed consideration for his "partner."
Someone might ask what that even means, but it carries more weight than you might think.
Among those in power, there are plenty who treat women as mere outlets for their desires or trophies to show off.
And one of those people was Nozomi's husband.
Naturally, she never felt any consideration from him during sex.
But Takuya was different.
Sure, he sometimes teased her even when she said she didn't like it.
But he knew how to toe the line just right.
He avoided anything she truly hated and could instantly tell when her complaints were only half-hearted, adjusting on the fly.
Thanks to that, Nozomi never felt irritation or anger during sex with him.
He acted solely to bring her excitement and pleasure.
And maybe because of the way Takuya was...
'Hahk♥ Hahk♥ My body's getting strangely hot...♥'
Nozomi had been feeling her body gradually heating up on its own for a while now.
Not that her body was literally getting hot.
It was her rock-hard heart that was slowly melting away.
And in this melting heart of Nozomi's lurked a dark desire even she hadn't been aware of.
The desire to straddle a man and shake her hips on top of him herself.
The reason this was a dark desire? The answer was hilariously straightforward.
'Hahat♥ He looks so good♥'
It stemmed from the base urge of having the man pinned beneath her.
Nozomi had made love to her husband for years, but she'd never once shaken her hips on top of him.
Surprisingly, the reason wasn't her—it was her husband.
He hated having his wife mount him and take control.
She'd never asked why, but one thing was clear.
He absolutely despised having his wife on top.
She had no idea why.
But every time she tried to move on top, his expression soured, making it obvious he hated it.
So Nozomi had no choice but to always lie beneath him during sex.
That's why, when Takuya told her to get on top and shake her hips herself...
She wanted to figure out exactly why her husband hated it so much.
And once she climbed on top, she understood.
Why her husband never let his wife ride him.
Being on top of Takuya, she could see his pleasure-twisted face plain as day, every little twitch of his body.
No, it was more than that—it felt like she could see exactly how to move to make him feel good.
The slight sense of control, like everything about him was right there under her, was intoxicating.
And she realized.
'Ah, I get why he hated being on the bottom so much.'
It was just a guess, but Nozomi figured her husband must have been paranoid that his wife would start looking down on him if she got on top—an absurd thought even by her own standards.
Honestly, even for a man from a prestigious family, who would think something that ridiculous?
Of course, she'd later learn the shocking truth that her hunch was spot-on, but for now, fueled by this twisted, lowly desire, Nozomi shook her hips atop Takuya, deluding herself that he was completely at her mercy below.
"Hngh♥♥ That felt so good♥! It filled me up inside♥ Filled me so deep♥♥ Ngh♥"
If she wanted, she could pull off this dick right now or stop entirely—it was a position that gave her that power, breeding an obvious illusion.
But in this moment, to Nozomi, the feeling of being above this man was utterly real.
For a woman who'd spent half her life working solely to bear her husband's child, this was more than enough to awaken that desire.
And so, Nozomi...
Splash─♥♥!!! Splash─♥♥!!! Splash─♥♥!!! Splash─♥♥!!!
...devoured the Takuya pinned beneath her even more fiercely.
"Slurp♥ Nom♥ A little more♥ Slurp♥ Make it thicker♥"
It started as just shaking her hips, but as time passed, she was French kissing as a matter of course.
"Lick♥ Lick♥ So tasty♥"
Even voluntarily licking his body in service—something she'd never do for her husband.
She ravaged this man like he was her own, fucking him rough and wild.
The Nozomi from just days ago would have been horrified at the sight of her now—so intense were her actions.
But right now, she was fully immersed in satisfying this desire.
"Ngh♥ Cummingcummingcummingcumming♥Cumming♥♥Cumming♥♥♥Cumming♥♥♥♥!!!"
─Spurt! Spluuuurt!! Spliish!!
At the very least, it was dozens, hundreds of times better than the dull, soul-crushing sex with her husband.
─Bluuuub! Blub! Bluuuurb!!
"Kihiiing~♥♥♥?!!!"
How long had it been since Nozomi and the section chief—no, was it section manager? Whatever—had their cosplay sex?
Nozomi and I devoured each other like absolute maniacs.
No exaggeration.
I'd always been a bit crazy for women, but Nozomi—whether starved for a man all this time or just hooked on sex with me—showed sides so vulgar no one would believe they came from a refined lady like her.
Licking my body was just the start; she went for intense kisses with saliva flying everywhere, reverse presses where her hips slammed down instead of me thrusting up.
And finally...
"Slurp♥ Nom♥ Slurp♥"
"Ngh. You're killing me."
"Slurp♥ You don't need♥ Nom♥ to use polite speech anymore♥"
...a cleanup blowjob like this.
Nozomi acted like she was utterly sex-crazed.
"If you say so. Then talk to me casually too, Nozomi."
"No♥ Slurp♥ I like it this way♥ Chomp♥"
How long had I been admiring Nozomi as she chatted and sucked my dick?
─Ring riing.
My folder phone, lazily left on the break room desk, started ringing.
Takuya grabbed the phone at the sound and flicked it open with a wrist snap.
'Ugh, so annoying. When's the smartphone coming out already?'
My usual grumbling was par for the course.
I picked up the call, and the voice that came through was...
"Hello?"
[Takuya-san, Yusuke-san says it's about time for lunch and to wrap up.]
...Lunako's voice, very familiar to me.
Hearing Lunako snapped me back to what had happened earlier.
'Oh yeah. I forgot to hear Lunako's answer.'
I'd blanked on it because Miyuki's pregnancy sex declaration after splitting from Lunako was too shocking.
I mulled that over for a moment.
I replied that I got it, then said to Lunako,
"Got it. I'll get ready and head out soon. By the way, what was the answer to that question from before, Lunako?"
At my words, Lunako went quiet for a bit before responding.
[...I'll tell you later.]
That made me realize she'd gotten sulky, and just as I was about to comfort her...
─Tu tu tu.
...the call cut off.
She seemed pretty pissed.
"Slurp♥ What♥ Chomp♥ was that call?"
Nozomi noticed my expression and asked. I gave her a casual shrug.
"Oh, just saying it's time to get ready for lunch."
"Ah."
At my words, Nozomi gave a faintly regretful look.
She seemed disappointed that our intense fuck session was ending.
Catching her expression, I chuckled and gently stroked the head of Nozomi, who was still sucking me off.
"Don't look so bummed. It's just the morning session wrapping up anyway."
At that, Nozomi's cheeks flushed—whether from joy or arousal—as she murmured softly,
"I'm not expecting anything."
Her adorably flustered response had me grinning from ear to ear.
That embarrassed look.
'Heh, best expression ever.'
Nozomi was turning out to be way more appealing than I'd expected.