Side Story: Like a Dog
Thud—
"Eh? Y-you threw me...?"
Suddenly flung onto the bed, I swallowed a startled breath.
And then—
Clink—
I shook the arm that was already hanging in the air and shook my head hard.
"Rubia? I-I was sure I was being gentle—"
"What was that about wanting to be treated like a dog?"
"Hieek..."
A voice like a great beast growling brushed against my ear.
What? What is this?
My head couldn't keep up with how fast everything was moving. One moment I'd been sitting with Rubia in my arms; the next I was sprawled on the bed. My free arm had been robbed of its freedom in an instant. And now Rubia's hand was tightening around the collar at my throat—I couldn't make sense of any of it.
"H-hh..."
The only thing I could still do was cover my scrawny body with my remaining arm. I had no idea what to hide or how, but I lifted my arm over my flat chest and crossed my legs to shield the most shameful place of all. Then, hoping that if I smiled and asked nicely she might listen—
I gave her a sheepish little grin.
"U-um, o-okay, so... just a little... g-gently..."
But that only made the heat in Rubia's eyes burn darker.
My messy hair. My terrified smile. My faintly trembling lips and the sweet scent rolling off me. The soft pink tips barely visible between my thin arms. The half-hidden place between my legs that looked ready to burst like ripe fruit if she squeezed. All of it, laid out beneath her, shaking—
Sadism bloomed in Rubia's chest.
Careful. Gentle. Softly.
Those tender words had already flown out of her head.
She moved the hand that had been choking my collar up to my chin, parted my lips, and kissed me. The weak resistance she found inside only made her tongue push deeper, rougher. Past my small teeth, sweeping the roof of my mouth, sliding under my tongue, licking up the sweet saliva.
"Mmph, ha, mmph... hhuu, hhk—"
She gave me no room to breathe. The only moments I could snatch air were when her hard teeth bit my lip—and even then pain flooded me so thoroughly I couldn't draw a proper breath.
While I gasped for what little air I could get, Rubia's hand stroked up the inside of my thigh, climbing higher. Across soft, yielding skin, toward a place that was growing wet and sticky.
"H-hhnn... haah... mmph—!"
A strange moan slipped out of me before I knew it. I forgot to cover my chest and clamped a hand over my own mouth instead.
I couldn't see, and that was terrifying. My body wouldn't obey, and that was frustrating. The touch that could come from anywhere at any moment—I waited for it, feared it, trembled for it, imagined it.
"S-something weird is... coming out..."
I could feel, with humiliating clarity, some unknown liquid sliding down my backside and soaking into the sheets. Shame and embarrassment made me curl in on myself. My lower belly throbbed and ached. I hated this body that refused to listen to me; frustrated tears spilled over.
"I didn't do this... th-this is weird... hhuut..."
Rubia swallowed a heated breath at the sight of me, then took my small breast into her mouth and began rolling the flushed nipple with her tongue.
"W-wait a sec... haah, Rubia... s-slowly..."
She sucked the soft skin, flicked the nipple that had always stayed hidden until now, then caught it between her teeth and twisted—gently, then not so gently. She crushed my bucking hips flat and put more strength into the fingers teasing around my entrance.
When my sweet little moans started turning into sobs, her slender finger tapped—lightly—against the tightly closed, soft-pink folds that had grown plump and ready.
"Hyaak... ugk...!"
My mind flashed white.
Slowly, her finger began to move, riding the sticky wetness, tracing the sealed seam. She tickled the insides of my thighs, stroked upward, rubbed, pressed, and spread me open.
Squelch—
"Hieek..."
The wet sound of stretched fluid echoed through the room. I was mortified, resentful, furious that my own body had made that noise. I wanted to hide my face and cover myself right that second, but Rubia wouldn't allow it. She pushed into the seam and stroked and teased without mercy.
"Nnh, hhuuk, I-I hate it... haah, hhk, s-stop... I hate this..."
An unknown spark raced through my whole body. A sensation I'd never felt in my life turned my head white-hot and dizzy.
"H-hh, I'm sorry... st-stop, please, aah... st-stop... please, I'm sorry... hieek?!"
Then—tap—
Her finger brushed the swollen bud of my clit, and my exhausted body jerked as if struck by lightning.
"Rubia. J-just now, that... what was that...? I-it's weird. That. I-I don't think you're supposed to touch—hguuk?!"
Again. And again. Without pause.
The feeling that set my brain on fire made my body start to shake violently.
"Aah, ghk— hyaah... hhk, gmmph... hick..."
There was no time to stop her. The pain-laced, filthy pleasure kept coming; my back arched and my thighs trembled hard.
"S-stop... stop, stop, I'm sorry. Please, it's weird, my body is weird... p-please... stooop...!"
Watching me drool and sob and thrash, Rubia felt an even deeper sadism and forbidden thrill rise inside her.
She wanted to torment this tiny body until it broke. Those cute little breasts. The sweat-slick underarms. The small mouth that couldn't stop drooling. The scrunched-up eyes. The soft thighs that kept twitching. The tightly curled toes. The entrance that fluttered open and shut with every tremor. And that peach-colored sex that, for all its shyness, was shamelessly flushed and pouring slick.
She wanted to ruin every last bit of it.
She rubbed the nipples standing on my soft chest. Teased the bright-red, fully ripe clit. Raked her nails down my thighs. Every time my body writhed harder she crushed it down more firmly, yanked the collar back, and wrung out another pained moan.
She wanted to ravage that impossibly tight hole right then and there. Lick up the tears. Push the fingers coated in my mess into my mouth and dig into my throat.
But Rubia held back.
It wasn't time yet. If she wanted to pour out everything she'd been storing up, she had to wait.
So she went slowly—until the pleasure piled up inside me finally started to break my body down.
"Hyaak... stop, please... stooop... uungh...!"
Stars I couldn't see with my eyes flashed behind them. Every rough exhale brought Rubia's scent bursting out; every hot inhale filled me with the lewd mix of slick and sweat. The wet, shameful sounds made my body burn hotter. The shiver of knowing someone might be outside, the thrill of being bad—those things squeezed more tears out of me and made my heart hammer.
Just a little further. One more step. Something was almost within reach—
"Hyaa, hh... hhuu... hweh?"
Suddenly the hands tormenting me stopped.
"Uh... haah... Ru-Rubia?"
"Yes?"
"...W-why all of a sudden... no, I mean. Uh, eh?"
Why did you stop?
Why?
Did I do something wrong?
Was this body no good after all?
Did the sounds weird you out? Did my face look ugly when it scrunched up?
Did you actually stop because I told you to?
Or... is it something else...?
Questions flooded me, but I couldn't ask any of them. If I did, it would sound like I'd only been pretending to resist—like I'd been playing coy the whole time. So I turned my head away to hide the disappointment written all over my face.
After a while, when my ragged breathing had settled a little, Rubia's voice came back softer than before.
"How is it?"
"...W-what is?"
"Here."
Tap—
"Hguyaak?! Haah, hh... suddenly... i-if you do that... hhuu."
"It was getting so red and swollen I was worried it would hurt, so I stopped."
Red and swollen? Where?
Down there?
Stroke—stroke—wherever her fingers brushed, a stinging heat began to bloom. Skin, wrists, every place that had been rubbed raw, my chest... and that shameful place too. All of it.
"Uh, ah? I-it hurts... uungh... i-it stings..."
"I knew it hurt."
Rubia gave a small laugh, stroked my tightly curled hair, and let divine power flow into me.
"Oh, w-woaah... i-it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Good."
And then—
Clunk—
She picked up the greatsword and set it by the head of the bed.
"...W-why is this here?"
"Hold it."
"Huh? I-I don't want to..."
Tap—
"Hgyak?! W-wai—"
Tok—tap—ssluurp—
"Hyaaang—! O-okay, I get it, so... s-stop..."
With shaking hands I fumbled until I found the hilt and gripped it tight.
"Keep holding it."
"W-why all of a sudden—"
"Stay still. Don't go limp."
"...U-usually people tell you to relax, don't th—aah—ghhk—!"
Slurp—ssluurp—
Before I could finish, Rubia's mouth closed over my breast and began to suck.
"Hick, hyaak?!"
"Oh, right. Watch carefully what I do."
"...W-why?"
She licked the flushed areola and smiled a wicked little smile.
"Because later I want Noah to do the exact same thing to me."
"Hweh... ehk..."
Ssluurp—ssuck—
The shameful place between my legs itched and throbbed under the unfamiliar pressure of being sucked. The heat that had cooled for a moment began to climb again.
Rubia's mouth kept traveling lower—past my chest, licking my navel, leaving a sticky trail across my lower belly—until it finally pressed against the soaked folds of my sex.
"Hyaak?! W-wait... i-it's dirty...!"
"Me?"
"N-no. I mean, not that. M-my, down there..."
"It's not dirty."
Ssuuck—
"Hieek?!"
Rubia chuckled and began to drink the slick that had spilled out of me. She licked with her tongue, sucked it into her mouth—
Squelch—
—and pushed into the tightly closed entrance.
"Haah, w-wait... the feeling, the feeling is weird... hyak—!"
She teased the entrance with the pointed tip of her tongue. Used the softer underside to stroke my clit. Curled her tongue and lapped the wetness into her mouth. One hand feathered lightly over my nipples; the other forced my bucking hips still.
"Ru-Rubia, gmmph..."
Every detail painted itself clearly inside my head. The nipples that usually stayed hidden, now standing proud as if showing off. The entrance that opened wider with every movement of mine. The honey dripping from it. Rubia's nails pinching and twisting my nipples. Her tongue circling the entrance and sweeping over my clit. Her throat swallowing the thick slick.
Feeling all of it, holding all of it in my mind, I finally lost my grip on reason under the weight of pure shame.
"Kyaak—! Mmph— hieek... khek, ugk..."
The trickle of wetness became a flood. My tongue lolled out; drool ran free. I couldn't even make pretty, coquettish sounds anymore—only raw ones. Embarrassing, mortifying, shameful sounds I never wanted Rubia to hear.
"Haa... now you finally look a little like a puppy."
Her tongue slipped free for a moment and gave my stinging clit a light upward lick. My hips, my thighs, my fingers, my toes—everything rang with the same sharp, sweet jolt.
And right after that—
A sharp, soft sensation tapped at my entrance and began to push inside.
"Tell me if it hurts. I haven't been able to cut my nails."
Her voice, thick with hot breath, reached me at the same moment—
Squelch—
"Hek, hyaak... uungh..."
—the sound of sticky walls parting filled the air, and Rubia's slender finger slid all the way into me.
I'd always thought her fingers were thin. Inside me they didn't feel thin at all. Just one already hurt this much. The thought that two might tear me open made my whole body shudder.
I'd long since dropped the greatsword. With the hand that had been holding it I shoved at her wrist as hard as I could.
"Hhuu..."
Rubia savored the feel of me weakly pushing her wrist away, and the way my walls clung to her finger. Push in a little and they sucked—ssluurp. Try to pull out and they held on—tight. It was so cute she could barely stand it. The thin red mixed with the slick between her fingers made her dizzy with love.
And still, as if trusting her completely, I slowly went limp and left everything in her hands.
Rubia couldn't hold her desire back any longer.
She crushed her mouth to my twisted lips and pushed her tongue in. She gripped my slender throat so I couldn't turn my head, couldn't even breathe, and claimed every last scrap of me as if even my exhaled breath belonged to her.
"Ru-bia, khehk... can't... breathe... mmph— pffha, hhk, hek..."
The sweat-tangled hair was adorable. The eyes swollen from crying were adorable. The lips that couldn't swallow and hung open were adorable. Even the gentle hand still cradling my throat while I choked was adorable. The walls still squeezing her finger. The slick that made everything soft. There wasn't a single part of me she didn't love.
Feeling her own fluids running down my thighs, she curled her finger and pressed hard against a spot inside my walls.
"Ah, hhk... ghhk—!"
In the same instant it felt like electricity shot through my entire body. Press—press—the sensation kept coming. Deep in my lower belly, somewhere, a sharp, almost-need-to-pee, unpleasant feeling began to rise.
The wet sounds turned into heavy, wet slaps. My gently rocking hips snapped up like a drawn bow.
"Hyaah, ugk, w-wait, I-I need the bathroo... Rubia stooop, hieek, ghk, p-please..."
My breathing hitched as if I were about to tip over the edge. My walls clenched hard around her finger. The thick slick grew thinner and the scent turned heavy and dense.
The same feeling as before. Stars flashing behind my eyes. My brain about to burn. Reason and thought snapping one by one—drip, drip—wrapping around my body and racing toward the end—
And then—
"Ah, ha, hhuu... ugk—!"
Pleasure so sharp it felt like it would tear my mind apart ripped through me and burst downward.
Psssh—pfft— a sudden clear stream sprayed out, soaking Rubia's throat and staining the sheets dark.
"U-hhk... hht..."
The spasms started in my thighs, climbed my spine, and spread through my whole body until I went limp. Even so the stream wouldn't stop; it kept trickling—ssrrr—soaking my thighs. The sticky slick and white foam washed away; the thin red washed away. And that was when I finally burst into tears.
"Hhuuk... uhk... this, th-this is weird... I-I didn't pee... uuu... uhk, hhuuuk..."
"...Ah."
Even Rubia looked startled. She hadn't expected to actually see a stream like that. She knew only a few people could do it... but for it to be me...
Surprise and shock hit her at once, but the stronger urge was to calm me down. She hurriedly pulled my sweat-soaked body into a tight hug.
"It's not weird, Noah."
"Hhuuk, uuuu... my body keeps sh-shaking... and water just... keeps coming out, hguhk, uhk... i-it's hard..."
She wrapped her legs around my still-twitching thighs, healed the walls her nails had scratched open, and gently stroked my hair.
"It's okay. Noah, everything's okay. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Um... it's normal. Probably..."
She wiped the saliva from my face, smoothed the stuck hair, and unlocked the cuffs.
"You did so well, Noah."
Then she pressed a soft kiss to my lips and hugged me tight.
"I love you. Truly."
"H-hhuu... haah..."
"Feeling a little calmer now?"
"...Y-yes."
I nodded and wrapped my arms tight around Rubia's waist.
For a second she felt like she couldn't breathe and patted my back.
"Is this revenge?"
"N-no..."
Squeeze—
"Ugh... that hurts, Noah."
"I hate you..."
"I love you, Noah."
"...I hate you, Ru-Rubia."
"Really?"
Slip— my arms loosened.
"...R-really...?"
"Ahaha... I'm kidding."
I wriggled and crawled up until I was face-to-face with her, then gently looped my arms around her neck.
"B-but... um... Ru-Rubia... uh, um. That is..."
"You're asking if I'm okay not doing the same thing?"
"Ah...! Th-uh, um... y-yes."
"I'm fine. This much will last me about two months of taking care of myself... um, no... anyway, you can do it for me later. I'm very satisfied."
She chuckled and pulled me into her arms again.
"Still... um, it might sound perverted, but the fact that you even thought about me is adorable."
"P-perverted...?!"
"Lewd little Noah."
"What?! What on earth are you talking about?! You're the bigger pervert! You're the one who's more, um, lewd..."
"Oh my? And this is coming from the person who just sprayed that lewd little fountain everywhere?"
"...U-uuu... th-that was..."
Seeing me start to tear up again, Rubia laughed and ruffled my hair.
"Aigoo... can't even joke with you. Fine. I'll stop teasing. So quit crying, okay? Sniffle-sniffle, stop."
"Hnn... sniff... a-anyway... that..."
I wiped my nose on her arm, lifted my lowered head, and slowly leaned in.
"It felt... it felt so good..."
Then I gave her a clumsy, adorable little kiss and smiled shyly.
"I love you too, Rubia."
"...Hah."
"Rubia?"
"You're seducing me again."
"Huh?"
I tilted my head as if I truly had no idea what she meant. That infuriatingly innocent look made Rubia push me down onto the bed once more and say—
"One more time. This time, Noah does it with me."
"Eh...? W-wait... I'm still tired, mmph—?!"
And so, from the moment the morning sun rose until it had fully set, the only sounds left inside the room they shared were wet, rhythmic slaps and the occasional broken moan.