A Butler’s Honesty, Just a Little More
“If that’s what Verita said, then I can’t exactly argue. If I’m going to keep you from troubling her any further, I suppose I’ll have to be thorough about it.”
She said it like that, but her eyes were practically glued to my body.
Since she’d given her permission, I pulled Dania closer the way I often did at school.
She obediently buried her face in my chest and, without the slightest hesitation, drew in a breath.
“So? How is it?”
“….“
Instead of answering, she inhaled again.
Maybe because it had been so long since we’d clung to each other like this, the ticklish sensation against my chest felt oddly affectionate, and even the warmth of her arm resting against me and the press of her breasts against my body felt comforting.
When I left my arms to move on their own, before I knew it I was holding her tightly.
“It feels nice doing this again after so long, doesn’t it?”
“...So it does.”
I hadn’t expected her to answer, so I pressed immediately.
“Really?”
“I-I said the wrong thing.”
Dania tried awkwardly to hide her true feelings as they slipped out.
Normally I would’ve let it go, but maybe because I’d seen so many new sides of her today, I found myself wanting to pry a little deeper into what she was really thinking.
“Ever since I started staying here, I’ve wanted to do this with you, Dania.”
“….“
“You don’t dislike it, do you? I like it a lot.”
“I….”
The moment she opened her mouth, the words trailed off again.
Of course, I knew Dania wasn’t good at this sort of thing.
Still, I wanted to hear more of what she really felt today.
“You what?”
“....”
Silence fell again.
Right. Maybe she still wasn’t at the point where she could talk comfortably.
Fine. If her body was honest, that would be enough, I guess.
Just as I was settling for that compromise, a voice drifted from my arms.
“I… I wanted to be like this with Ian, too.”
“Really?”
“...Yes.”
Had something happened to her today?
“I didn’t expect you to be this honest with me.”
“...You were the one asking.”
“Since you’ve gone this far, why not tell me everything? Why were you so gloomy all day?”
“....”
Dania drew in a quiet breath.
But the silence only lasted a moment, and then warm air brushed against my chest.
“...For some time, I was worried you might no longer be interested in me. You hadn’t asked anything of me.”
Maybe because she’d already opened up once, Dania continued without much hesitation.
“I know it was because of the young lady, but this was the first time we’d gone so long without touching each other, so I couldn’t help feeling anxious.”
“....”
“And then last night, I saw you and Verita together.”
Dania paused briefly, then went on.
“At that moment, I couldn’t help thinking my suspicion had been right. That I was no longer needed….”
Hearing the emotion from back then in her voice made my chest feel heavy.
“Honestly, I should’ve been happy. It meant I’d finally been freed from your grasp. But instead of that, my loneliness only kept growing. To the point where I couldn’t sleep….”
I was surprised, and grateful, that she was laying her heart bare without hiding a thing.
At the same time, what weighed on me most was the guilt of having made her anxious for so long, and worse, having hurt her.
“I’m sorry, Dania.”
“...It’s fine. It was only my misunderstanding.”
A side of her I’d never seen before—so honest, so unguarded.
The way she’d been affected by me, the pain she’d felt because of it—all of it was my fault, and I felt I had to take responsibility for it.
“As an apology, you can do whatever you want today. I won’t change my mind halfway through like last time.”
“There’s no need. My goal is to make you turn to me instead of Verita, after all. I’ll thoroughly satisfy your desires today.”
Her tone was firm, as if she had no intention of giving an inch.
It seemed I’d need to respect Dania’s words while still finding a way to satisfy her.
Fortunately, the situation was already flowing in a way that suited my thoughts.
“Yeah. Then keep going like Verita did.”
“...Understood.”
Then she drew in a deep breath and savored my scent to her heart’s content.
It was adorable, the way she’d been talking so seriously a moment ago and then immediately sank into the smell of me, so I held her in my arms and stayed like that for a while.
How many minutes passed before Dania, still clinging to me, spoke again?
“Ian. Could we move to somewhere else now…?”
I knew perfectly well what she meant by somewhere else.
But I wanted to hear her name the part of me she wanted, in her own words.
“Somewhere else? Where exactly?”
“Literally anywhere. Somewhere other than your chest….”
“If anywhere’s fine, then shouldn’t we just keep doing this? I actually like this position.”
“....”
When she tried to avoid the question with silence, I asked directly.
“Be honest. There’s a specific place you want, isn’t there?”
“Th-that’s not true. I’m the one taking care of your desires, not the other way around.”
“Then you should probably say more than that. I like it better when we’re honest about what we want and how we feel in the moment.”
“Do you….”
Seeing her hesitate again after having been so frank just a moment earlier, I figured this was separate from the sexual side of things.
Maybe she was too embarrassed by the fact that she’d gotten jealous, and that was why she couldn’t be fully honest.
Still, judging by the mood, she looked ready to give in.
“...Did Verita-sama do that too?”
So Verita was really bothering her that much.
“Yeah.”
For the record, I’d never met anyone in my life as honest as that woman.
Dania seemed to think it over for a moment, then nodded silently, her face rubbing against my chest and making me itch.
“...Understood.”
“Then tell me. Where do you want to smell?”
“Your lower body….”
“Lower body? You mean your legs?”
“No, higher than that….”
“Your thighs?”
“....”
When I pretended not to understand on purpose, Dania couldn’t keep going.
By then, she must’ve realized she’d have to say it plainly.
“Y-your thing….”
“Hm?”
“...I want to smell your thing.”
As she said it, she hugged me tighter and buried her face even more firmly.
She seemed embarrassed, but now that I thought about it, it was strange.
Back when we first started, hadn’t she even begged me to let her smell me?
“You weren’t this shy about it before, were you?”
“I don’t know. For some reason, it’s hard to say.”
Maybe that just meant she cared about me even more now.
I’d been hoping for something more direct than that roundabout word for my manhood, but if I kept teasing her too much I’d only make her feel bad, so I figured I should leave it there.
“All right, I got it.”
When I loosened the arms holding her, she pulled back and looked at me.
There was a little lust in her eyes now, and her cheeks were red too, like she was already quite worked up.
Her expression was so hungry for my cock that I almost felt guilty for dragging things out, so I sat on the bed and spread my legs for her.
“Sniff as much as you want.”
“....”
Dania slipped silently between my legs and knelt down.
Then she placed her hands on my thighs and brought her face toward the cock already hardening toward the ceiling.
Sniff.
“Haah….”
Her eyes filled with a slight sheen of tears again as she inhaled my scent with a blissful expression.
“This thick smell….”
Remembering that I’d said I liked honesty, Dania let the words spill out in a sultry voice.
“It feels like it’s crawling all the way into my brain…. I’ve missed this scent so much.”
Just as I’d thought, she’d been pretending not to care the whole time.
“You like it this much—how did you hold out until now?”
“That is….”
What?
I’d asked half as a joke, but Dania’s expression turned strangely complicated.
“Don’t tell me you were jerking off while thinking about me?”
“....”
No way. Seriously?
Her, of all people—the woman harsher on herself than anyone else—had masturbated because she missed my body?
I hurried her along because I wanted an answer fast.
“I said it earlier, didn’t I? Honesty’s better.”
“Honestly….”
She repeated the word, then with her face still pressed against my cock, averted her eyes and said, “Wh-when it got really hard to endure, sometimes… I’d sneak in like today and smell your… this.”
“...What?”
No, hold on. What? What did she just say?
For a second my brain seemed to stop working, and after floundering for a moment I finally got the words out.
“You’re serious?”
“Didn’t you tell me to be honest….”
No, that’s kind of scary.
It was scary, and yet it also meant she hadn’t been able to forget me that much, which made me happy. But even so, sneaking in just to smell me and then leaving again? That felt a little much. In the end it meant she’d been thinking about me that much, so I should be happy, I guess, but I didn’t know.
My head wasn’t working properly.
“How many times have you done that so far?”
“...Twice.”
I forced my racing heart to calm down as much as possible.
Think of it positively. Sure, I was shocked by how bold she’d been, but that just meant she was that deeply obsessed with me, right?
“If you really can’t hold back in the future, call me on my phone. I’ll make time somehow, okay? Just don’t come sneaking in on your own.”
“Understood.”
Her obedient answer finally let me relax a little.
She’d been that sexually frustrated, which made me feel like I’d left her alone for far too long, and the guilt came rushing back.
Since I didn’t say anything else, Dania focused on smelling me again.
With my cock resting against her lips and nose, she kept drawing in deep breaths and letting them out again.
Before long, I’d forgotten the tangled mess of feelings from a moment ago and found my gaze captured by her, fully consumed by my cock.
That beautiful face, the kind more fitting for the young lady of a wealthy house than a butler, didn’t shy away even with such a filthy thing pressed against it.
Rather, her expression had gone soft with happiness, as though she’d just reunited with a beloved lover.
The obscene sight, one that stirred a man’s instincts, kept making my heart pound.
“You like it that much?”
“...I do.”
I couldn’t understand what was so good about smelling another man’s cock.
But instead of feeling disgusted, I felt glad that it made me seem so special to her.
A feeling that she liked something more fundamental about me, beyond my looks, my personality, or my behavior.
As I luxuriated in that feeling and warmth spread through one corner of my chest, a sound I hadn’t heard until now reached my ears from somewhere nearby.
Chik, chik, chik.
The wet friction of something damp rubbing together.
It wasn’t hard to find the source.
The sound was coming from the woman kneeling in front of me.
“...Dania?”
“Hngh, ahhh….”
Her hand had gone to her sex, and she was moving it busily.
And even then, she didn’t neglect smelling me, keeping up with eager, deliberate breaths.
“I said I’d satisfy your desires and then I’m sorry, but… I just can’t hold back any longer….”
I didn’t really find it unpleasant that she was prioritizing her own desires over mine.
I was just surprised by how quickly things had turned.
“Did you do that before too, when you came to my room?”
“No, not really…. It’s been a long time since I smelled you this deeply, like today, so my hand moved before I realized it. Hngh.”
Chik, chik, chik.
She kept moving her hand without pause, never lifting her face from my cock.
The filthy sight was nothing like her usual neat and proper self, and my own cock jerked hard above her face in response.
Chik, chik, chik.
“Hngh, nnngh. Haa….”
The obscene friction sound, sharp enough to pierce my ears, kept painting images in my head of her fingers slipping in and out of her slit.
On top of that, every time her arm moved, those desirous breasts of hers swayed temptingly, and it was getting hard to keep watching without doing something, so I leaned forward and started kneading them.
“Hngh, Ian…!”
“I’ll help you feel even better.”
I supported those heavy breasts as they threatened to slip free, then bent my fingers one by one to work them over.
Her body was already hot from my scent alone, and now my rough hands were massaging it too, so Dania’s cries only grew louder.
“Nnngh, ah! Hngh…! T-there… my nipples…!”
“You want me to touch your nipples?”
“Haaah! I-I meant don’t touch them because they’re sensitive…!”
How could I not touch them if she liked it this much?
I kept rolling her nipples between my fingers without stopping.
As I tormented her like that, Dania’s hand sped up, her moans grew louder, and then she froze like a machine hit by lightning before her waist began to tremble.
“Ah! Nnngh! Hngh….”
“Did you come?”
“I-I did…. It’s been a while since I felt that.”
And then she went right back to inhaling my cock-scent.
“I’m sorry. The one who should be satisfied is you, not me.”
“It’s fine. You’d been building up a lot too, Dania. Let it all out today.”
“Th-that I can’t do. If I’m going to keep you from having to rely on Verita-sama, then I have to satisfy you….”
It felt like, in Dania’s heart, Verita had already become a rival rather than the head butler.
“What should I do next? What did Verita-sama do for you?”
“You can keep smelling it if you want.”
“I do want to, but if I’m going to beat Verita-sama… no!”
Dania shook her head, catching her own honest feelings as they slipped out.
“I’m not trying to beat her; I’m trying to replace her, so I can’t just focus on satisfying my own desires.”
Hmm, but I still wanted to do what Dania liked.
Instead of suggesting it directly, I’d have to lie the way I had earlier.
“Right, got it. Then suck it with your mouth.”
“Did Verita-sama use her mouth?”
“Yeah, she did.”
“I see….”
She pulled back from me and stared at the cock that had just been pressed to her face a moment ago with a sharp, narrowed gaze.
“Did Verita-sama’s mouth feel good?”
I’d been trying to keep Verita out of the conversation so she wouldn’t get jealous, but I hadn’t expected her to ask so bluntly.
Dania’s eyes were burning with competitive spirit, so I needed to fire up that motivation here too.
“Yeah, it felt incredible. I don’t even remember how many times I came.”
“....”
The hard, cutting look she’d had for my cock slowly shifted to me.
“I’ll definitely make it feel better than Verita-sama.”
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