Serena (2)
I peeled off my own robe and pinned Serena down beneath me.
The feel of her soft skin pressed against mine was pure pleasure. I caught the hand she was half-heartedly pushing at me with and pinned it above her head, and the smooth hollow of her underarm caught my eye. Without hesitation I ran my tongue along it.
She'd just bathed, so there was no taste or scent to speak of—but that soft texture alone was exquisite.
"Hah—that tickles..."
I adjusted my hard cock with one hand and nestled it between her thighs. She still wasn't ready; for now I only rubbed the head against her folds, grinding without pushing in.
"Haah... haah..."
Serena's more sensitive than I expected.
Whether she'd already forgotten she was being forced or not, just the friction of my cock seemed to be getting to her. Her pretty brow was knitting tight. I went after her red lips next. She kept them pressed shut and refused to answer the kiss, which only made it better—I seized her by the nape and kissed her rougher still. At last my tongue forced its way into her mouth and tangled with hers, and I felt her breathing turn short and sharp.
Then my gaze dropped to her chest.
Lying on her back, her breasts had settled into a soft, inviting sprawl, pink nipples at their centers. I wasted no time taking the right one into my mouth.
"Hahk—ah—be gentle..."
Her mouth played coy, but her nipple was stiff as a bead. I bit it lightly.
"Kyah...! Hik...!"
Serena jerked and shuddered, and her sex began to grow wet in little stages. I lined myself up with her entrance and eased the tip in. Her slick walls gently cradled the head, but she still felt too tight. I started working just the crown in and out, coaxing her open.
"Hak—ahh—it's too... too thick..."
I'd barely gotten the head inside and already she was whining.
"We haven't even started yet."
I stroked her golden hair—still damp—with something almost tender, and kept going. Our eyes met: emerald irises where the fear had eased a little, replaced by the faintest trace of anticipation. The look was dangerously alluring.
I pushed deeper. Her walls clamped down hard around me. A shock of pleasure raced from the tip of my cock up my spine and rattled through my skull.
Something—something was there.
Is this... a hymen?
I thought of the upperclassman who'd taken my virginity back in college. Back then I'd slid all the way to her cervix without resistance. Serena was crushing me, and I could feel the membrane.
"Serena... this is going to hurt a little. You can take it, right?"
"Gently... please, be gentle... I'm begging you..."
The first taste of penetration had already scrambled her thoughts. I drew almost free, then drove hard and deep.
A soft tear—something that had been barring the head of my cock gave way, and I sank into her without restraint.
"Kyaah—it hurts, it hurts! It won't—it won't go any further! You're too big!"
She screamed at the pain of losing it.
"No, Serena. It's not all the way in yet."
I ignored her cries and pushed deeper still. I bottomed out against her cervix.
"Hahk—haah—it's too deep—what is this, I don't know this—!"
Caught between pain and pleasure, Serena's eyes rolled. Her cunt worked me from every side as if it had been waiting for this night her whole life. That soft, crushing, searing, electric heat left me with no patience left.
I started thrusting hard.
"Haah—no, this is—hak! I never thought it would be like—!"
At the unexpected rush of pleasure she screwed her eyes shut and clutched the sheets with everything she had.
"So good, Serena!! So fucking good!!"
I was losing my mind too, gripping her hips and slamming into her like a man possessed. Running for my life from labyrinth rats while picking skills, killing a careless explorer, the filthy work of prying Magic Stones from monster corpses—all of it vanished from my head in a rush.
Then the tension coiled tight in my thighs and the urge to come flooded in.
"Serena—I'm coming. I'm gonna come."
"Don't—not inside, please!"
Coming inside was a problem. If Serena got pregnant in here, it would be a nightmare. I had no interest in raising a kid in this labyrinth.
At the exact crest of it I pulled free and stroked myself hard with my hand.
Thick white ropes of cum spattered across her pale belly.
"Haah—haah—haah—"
I was breathing like I'd run a mile. Then I sat up and brought my cock to her mouth. She stared up at me, completely lost.
Right—Serena was a virgin.
I explained it to her kindly.
"Serena. When a man finishes, the woman cleans his cock with her mouth. That's just proper sex etiquette."
She wrinkled her face like she'd just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, but she accepted it soon enough and took the head between her lips. Her warm, wet mouth worked over my hypersensitive cock right after I'd come.
"Wrap your tongue gently around the head. Don't let your teeth touch. That's it."
I rode the aftershocks while I walked her through the basics of a blowjob. Watching Serena suck me off like that—lewd and obedient—had me hardening again. I pulled free of her mouth and kissed her.
"That was amazing, Serena."
"Is it... is it over now...?"
"What are you talking about, Serena? You don't see this?"
I pointed down at my cock, already standing hard again.
"Tonight's just getting started."
"Huk...! N-no more—I can't—!"
I covered her again.
In a world with no day or night, the light of the Star Trees on the rock ceiling glowed with a soft, constant radiance twenty-four hours a day. I sank into a deep sleep without any sense of time and washed the exhaustion out of my bones.
Whether it was last night's violent release of the labyrinth's grinding fatigue and stress, my body felt light enough to float.
"Nngh..."
A thin moan came from beside me. I turned my head. Serena was sound asleep with the blanket pulled tight up to her chest, dried tear tracks still on her face. Traces of the night before remained scattered across the sheets in red and clear stains. The same girl who'd begged me to be gentle because it was her first time had, by the end, been clinging to my neck and gasping for air. The memory made me snort a quiet laugh.
Sensitive little toy.
When I sat up with a rustle of sheets, the sound startled her; Serena flinched and her eyes flew open. The moment they met mine she jolted and yanked the blanket up to her chin. The elegant Brand of Subjugation, etched around her throat like a collar, only made her look more captivating.
Hatred and fear still lived in those emerald eyes, but resignation had settled in thicker than either. Body and heart both—she'd instinctively realized she was bound completely as mine.
"Don't just lie there like a mermaid princess. Get up already. We're on the third floor city—we ought to go see the sights."
I said it while roughly pulling on the robe that had been kicked to the floor.
"..."
Serena said nothing, only nodded from under the covers.
"I'm starving. Wash up and come out. I'll buy you something decent to eat."
At my shameless tone she bit down hard on her lip, but a moment later she threw the blanket off and headed for the bathroom. The way she moved in the silk robe was slightly different from yesterday—a little hunched, a little careful.
I looked over my clothes scattered on the floor.
Ugh... these are filthy.
Everything I'd worn from Earth was stained with labyrinth dust and monster blood. Explorers poured in from every country in the world, so no one had looked twice at my clothes, but I needed something clean if I was going to walk around here.
While I'm at it, I should buy Serena something to wear too.
Would money be a problem? I had no interest in grinding monsters for a living. There had to be some event in Entrum that could net me a real score.
And more than that... I needed to find a way out of this dogshit labyrinth and back to the Korea I missed.
Do I have to go deeper...?
I should be able to get information on the fourth floor and below. And next time, which skill should I choose?
I've got a lot to do.
Feeling the urgency, I opened the bathroom door while Serena was still washing.
"Kyaaah!!!"
Serena, rinsing herself in the tub, screamed at the sudden intrusion.
"Whoa, whoa—relax, Serena. You're taking forever in here. We've got a busy day planned, you know?"
I made a show of it, eyeing her naked body with open lechery, then claimed the sink and splashed water on my face.
"Pervert! Degenerate! Trash!"
Spitting every insult she could think of, Serena washed even faster, wrapped herself in a towel, and fled the bathroom.
Cute.
Labyrinth life was starting to get a little more interesting.