Chapter 2 - If you want it, fight for it
Chapter 2 - If you want it, fight for it
Yeah. This was the feeling, exactly this feeling.
I still wonder how I managed to endure the First Continental War, those long years, without this.
Fondling her soft, fair breasts—which lacked nothing, whether in softness or elasticity—Klaus shouted 'I'm drunk!' to himself over and over.
"Heut! Ah, a-aeu-eut!"
Shaking her breasts, which were more than a handful, Yulia was struggling to hold back the moans that kept slipping out.
Even though she was the one who suggested it, this was clearly an embarrassing situation.
She resented how her body didn't understand her mind at all and kept making these sounds.
'Of course it is. I already know every single spot that makes you feel sensitive.'
I know which parts to touch to make her feel it more intensely, which spots to lick to make her whine and beg for more, and with what intensity to poke and from what angle to insert to make her cry out in ecstasy.
Klaus was already so used to it that he could find them even with his eyes closed.
It's the same right now; he wasn't just kneading her breasts, but lifting them from bottom to top, stroking them in circles, and intentionally brushing past her nipples.
This was one of Yulia's favorite ways to be caressed.
"Aheung! Heung!"
For that reason, even though it was her first time receiving such caresses, she couldn't help but feel giddy from the start.
Actually, if she had just sat there silently, that would have been the problem; that would have been the scary part.
"Don't just think of it as embarrassing, think of it as learning one thing at a time, Cadet Yulia."
"Heut! W-what, what am I learning?"
"Well. For instance, that your body can slip out of your control like this. Something like that?"
"What are you saying... Ha-geung!"
He gently tapped her already erect nipples with his index finger.
Tok-tok, the woman's movements, flinching every time she felt it, were so delightful.
Klaus already felt blood rushing to his lower body, and he increased the speed of his tapping fingers, beginning to quickly touch her pretty pink nipples.
"Ah! Aa! Aat! Hak!"
In his heart, he wanted to grab them and pull them straight toward him.
But because Yulia was so sensitive, giving such excessive stimulation from the start was a bad move.
Just this much—doing it like this at first—could be considered appropriate.
"Aat, aa! Eut! Heung, heu-eut...."
Kissing again; Yulia was surprised this time too, but there was no movement to bite his tongue like before.
Thrilled by the electric pleasure rising from her chest, the woman clumsily stuck out her tongue to taste the man's lips and felt that hot breath entering her.
After focusing on the kiss for a while, Yulia slowly raised her hands.
And just as Klaus was doing to her, she groped the man's chest.
The two, who had been exploring each other's lips and caressing each other's bodies, only pulled apart after quite some time.
Perhaps because she was extremely aroused, Yulia's face was flushed red as if it might burst at any moment.
Furthermore, Klaus was also quite aroused, as this was the Demon King he had held for the first time in years, based on this timeline.
Klaus, who had slipped his lips away from Yulia, kissed the woman's nicely flushed cheek.
As she flinched slightly, perhaps because she was embarrassed or ticklish, he went straight down, approached her neck that drew a dizzying line, kissed it softly again, and began to lick it gently.
"I-it tickles. Professor."
He became drenched in the sweet taste of the woman and the enchanting scent that only Yulia had.
Ignoring the woman who was shaking her head saying it tickled, Klaus continued to kiss and lick her neck, then lowered his lips again, slowly, very slowly.
"Th-there. Ah, aa...."
Passing her collarbone, he stopped right above her breasts and waited for her trembling body to calm down.
For him, his relationship with Yulia had always been nothing short of ecstatic, but for the current Yulia, all of this was scary, trembling, and a situation where everything was a first.
Anyway, from now on, he would do it until she was sick of it—no, let me correct that. She's a woman he could never get sick of.
Anyway, they were going to be intimate for a very long time, so wanting to give her the best possible atmosphere for her first experience was the bare minimum of conscience for Klaus, who dreamed of being the power behind the Demon King's throne.
"It's okay, Cadet Yulia."
"Heut...."
"We made a deal, didn't we? That I'm your person now. If you know that I never abandoned the humans despite the treatment I received, you must have already known that I wouldn't dare treat you carelessly. Right? Ruler of the East, my Demon King."
It was a way of telling her to relax and trust him.
At Klaus's whisper, Yulia nodded slightly without realizing it.
It wasn't just anyone, but that war hero, the Devil of the South whom even the prominent strongmen in demon society admired so much, was saying directly that he would follow her.
The sense of exaltation, pride, and the pleasure of having beaten that fairy bitch, along with the joy of being recognized, all came from that.
The fear and tension that had been gripping Yulia gradually disappeared, and in their place came a strange curiosity that made her heart pound, and pleasure that grew thicker with the man's ticklish breath.
"P-please take care of me. Professor. I, I don't know anything...."
"It is the duty of an academy professor to guide a cadet, so of course. Relax your body, and don't try to hold back for no reason. It will only be harder for you."
"Y-yes."
Immediately after his lips finally touched her skin completely, Klaus first gently swept over it with his lips, then stuck out his tongue and began to slowly taste her soft and fragrant breasts.
"...Heung-eut!"
Every time her voluptuous breasts, which drew artistic curves, were sucked into Klaus's mouth, Yulia let out trembling moans as if she were about to spill her love nectar right then and there.
Even though he was intentionally avoiding the most sensitive areas and only touching the mounds, her appearance, flailing about not knowing what to do, could be called more beautiful than a painting.
"Heu-geung! Hak!"
The thought, 'Is this really my body?' popped into Yulia's head.
Unrestrained moans kept flowing from her mouth, her body was trembling due to something other than fear, and above all, her heart was beating like crazy, uncontrollably.
'This makes no sense. I, why on earth am I... why, why am I like this...!'
It was only two kisses and two breast caresses.
Yet, Yulia was already breathing heavily, as if she were about to go at any moment.
Yulia seemed to think that the reason was because she was focusing on Klaus's lips and tongue licking her breasts, but in fact, the reason her body was so heated was elsewhere.
He intentionally pressed lightly on the woman's side, then stimulated it as if poking with his fingertips.
Every time that happened, her startled body would struggle, but Yulia herself couldn't pay attention to that part because of the man playing with her breasts.
'She was always very weak to such small stimuli. Even if not later on, she was like that in the early days.'
He kept teasing the places she didn't notice at all, making her heat up more and more.
At the same time, he attacked her breasts, preventing Yulia from paying any attention to other places.
She must be thinking that the act of caressing her breasts right now is just that good, and she must be desperately hoping he would move on to the next step.
"A-eung. A-eu-eu...."
Eventually, unable to hold back, Yulia's hand lightly grabbed Klaus's head.
Not for the purpose of pushing him away, but to tell him to lick the nipples that had risen and were now hard.
However, at that moment, her pride as the Demon King and her shame as a woman blocked that instinct once.
The instinct to have her breasts tormented more and the reason telling her not to beg clashed fiercely.
The more that happened, the more Yulia's heart raced, and the excitement, far from subsiding, became even more intense.
She wanted to ask, she wanted to beg, for him to lick her breasts, and the parts crying out at the tips, with his tongue and stroke them with his lips along with her breasts.
"Hmm."
Feeling the woman's hand rummaging through his hair, Klaus slightly pulled his lips away.
And he looked into the eyes of the Demon King, who was drenched in pleasure and shaking uncontrollably.
"Sometimes, Cadet Yulia. It's not bad for a cadet to ask a question first or raise their hand and step forward. Professors are, after all, the same kind of creatures, so there might be things they miss."
"Heu-eu-eu...?"
"Just saying."
Immediately after, Klaus sucked her breasts softly, 'jjoo-ok'.
Of course, this time too, he intentionally avoided the fully erect nipples.
Kku-uk, kkuk-.
The man's touch pressing on her side as if giving a massage, and his face buried in her chest as if drinking deeply.
From every single gesture, the desire that he couldn't hold back was rising little by little.
Watching that, Yulia felt something other than the pleasure rising from her body.
She felt the fact that this man in front of her was genuinely into her, as a woman's intuition.
Once she had that conviction, she suddenly gained confidence, and that confidence turned into the courage to try saying it.
"Uhm. Professor Klaus?"
Still licking her breasts, he glanced up and met Yulia's red eyes.
To the silent question of whether she had something to say, the Demon King, no, the female cadet, slowly continued.
"I-if it's okay... the, the middle... I mean... Heu-geung!"
"Here? Klaus touched her nipples very gently with the tip of his tongue, as if asking."
Yulia, who was only barely breathing, overcome with pleasure, and her nipples becoming even harder as if they were dying of joy from even that brief caress.
Soon, after coming to her senses, she began to nod repeatedly.
"Th-there. Please do that there too. Ha, please lick it."
"If Cadet Yulia wants it, of course I should do it."
This much stimulation to her side is enough.
From now on, just targeting her nipples will be more than enough.
Therefore, after wrapping his arms around Yulia's waist, Klaus slowly stuck out his tongue and gently licked the woman's nipples, which were erect to the point where they couldn't rise any further.
"Ha-geung! Eung! Ha-eu-eung! Ah, aa-ang!"
Yulia's body bent greatly and thrashed wildly.
She seemed very surprised by the electric yet spine-chilling sensation transmitted from the tips of her breasts.
The woman, becoming desperate, grabbed the man's head, but Klaus was not shaken.
As if telling her to calm down, he just waited while continuing to lick her nipples with his slick tongue.
"Ang! Eueung! Ah, aa! Heuk! Th-this is strange! Ha-ang! Pr-professor! Th-that feels strange there!! A-eu-eu!"
Yulia, gasping in an anxious voice while her breasts and nipples were being sucked.
Her body shook as if trying to reflexively escape, but the man did not let the woman go.
As he kept licking her nipples as if to say that even if she were to go, she should go in his arms, and if she were to calm down, she should calm down in his arms, Yulia's breathing gradually stabilized as if she had adapted to the stimulation to some extent.
"Ha, ah-ang. Aheung!"
As the trembling subsided, Klaus immediately went to the next step.
He withdrew his tongue, which had only been licking very gently, and lightly bit her nipple and areola with his lips, then sucked hard, 'jjoo-ok!'.
"Aaaaaat!"
Thanks to that, the female body, which had barely been calming down, thrashed wildly again as if having a convulsion.
It was even more so because it was incomparable to the pleasure from just a moment ago.
Yulia, who had been trying to desperately grab the man's head.
However, just before her hands could grab Klaus's head, she stopped them.
Immediately after, she tried to endure the incoming pleasure by gripping the armrest of the sofa as if to break it.
'No way. Yulia, you love having your nipples sucked. Especially like this with my tongue....'
While sucking her nipple, he stimulated it by drawing circles with his tongue.
Every time that happened, Yulia let out shrieks of ecstasy.
"A-ang! A-eu-a-ang!"
Yulia also knows what sexual intercourse between a man and a woman is.
However, she knows nothing about the things in between, what is called foreplay.
She had only thought that having her breasts sucked like this was something done when breastfeeding after becoming a mother.
To such a Yulia, the experience of having her breasts sucked while making such lewd 'jjok-jjok' sounds was something unimaginably unfamiliar, and at the same time, unimaginably pleasant.
'Th-this is strange! I-it feels good! Good! I feel like I'm going to die of pleasure! Th-this is a big problem! It's a big problem!'
Her body and mind were completely relaxed, and she couldn't put any strength into them at all.
She even felt a fear that everything of hers might melt away like this.
At that moment, the man's gesture of hugging her body tightly was conveyed.
As if to say there was no need to worry about anything inside him, as if to say he knew everything about her.
At Klaus's gesture, which seemed to say that, Yulia let out a moan, 'aa', without realizing it.
'He's mine. This man is mine. The person I wanted and got for the first time, my very own person.'
Klaus, the Devil of the South, whom no one among the Eastern demons could defeat.
She was holding such a man right now, and she was melting him down.
She was making him her own, her one and only man.