Chapter 291: Preparing for the Request
Chapter 291: Preparing for the Request
“If you’re reacting like this already, how are you going to handle the sex?”
“Ugh… B-But…”
“But what? You don’t want to have sex with me? Should I just go?”
“N-No, you can’t! Hwaaaah….”
The moment I pretended to get out of the tub, Silvia panicked and threw her arms around me to stop me.
Then, she pressed her cheek against my chest and began to melt into a puddle.
She looked as if she could die now with no regrets.
“You look happy. Ready to die now?”
“Yes… Hah! Uwaah! N-No, I’m not!”
“Too bad. It’s too late. I’m going to make you die from pleasure.”
I brought both my hands to Silvia’s back.
“Heeek!”
“Your skin is so smooth. Just as expected of a noble lady. So well-cared for.”
“Uwaaah… Th-th-th-thank….”
“I’m the one who should be thankful. You’re offering this beautifully tended body to me, after all.”
“Heeuuu…”
I was just caressing her back and whispering a few cheesy lines, but that alone seemed to be pushing Silvia to her limit.
Her eyes were spinning; she looked like she could pass out at any moment.
“Hnngh! Uungh! Heet!”
“You just came, and you’re already at your limit again?”
“Nngh, I-I’m… sorry… Heuuungh! I am…”
“No, it’s not something to apologize for. I’m happy you’re feeling it so well. But, when you’re about to climax, you have to report it properly, understand?”
“R-Report… hngh, you say?”
“That’s right. I need to keep a count of how many times my naughty Silvia has come before we’ve even started having proper sex. Especially while I’m patiently washing you, holding back even though I’m this hard.”
“Uuht… I-I’ll, haahng! I’ll hold… it in…”
Silvia muttered and tensed her whole body.
But this wasn’t something you could just hold back. In fact, the more she tried to endure it, the more conscious of it she became, and the trembling in her body grew more intense.
“Huuuh! Nngh! Hnng!”
As the strength drained from her body, Silvia’s back arched like a bow, pressing her tightly against me. Thanks to that, the tip of my Dick slipped into her deep navel.
In that state, Silvia’s body trembled more and more violently, the shaking especially pronounced around her waist.
And when my hands moved down from her back to her buttocks, she began to twitch and shudder, grinding her vulva against my thigh.
“Hnngh… Hwaaaah!”
“Feels good?”
I whispered as I kneaded her buttocks with both hands. As if she no longer had the energy to answer, Silvia just buried her face in my chest, sobbing and nodding.
“But you can feel even better. Here…”
I slid my hands down from her buttocks and slipped them to her inner thighs.
Then, I began to wash her, moving my hands back and forth along her inner thighs, coming tantalizingly close to her vulva without ever touching it.
“Haaah! Uuungh! Haaaang!”
Perhaps because she expected me to touch her vulva but I didn’t, she grew more desperate, grinding herself more forcefully against my thigh.
“Don’t forget to report when you’re about to orgasm.”
“R-Right, hee-eung! Now! I-I’m…! Heeeut! Hwaaaaaang!”
The instant I gave my warning, Silvia cried out, her hips bucking back and forth as if they’d broken, and she came.
With her cheek against my chest and her limbs hanging limp, Silvia was left to do nothing but twitch her hips intermittently.
“Including the last one, that’s twice already. I’m not even halfway done washing you, and you’re already like this…”
“I-I’m… hnngh, sho shorry…”
She was reacting as if the pleasure had turned her brain to mush.
Well, she was the type to orgasm from mental pleasure, so that was probably part of it.
But still, isn’t this a bit much?
We haven’t even started having sex yet.
And here I am, desperately holding back my own desire to fuck!
Of course, tormenting Silvia like this is enjoyable in its own way, but it’s still a little agonizing to do this while my Dick is standing at full attention.
Alright. From now on, I’m going to enjoy myself a little, too.
I slipped my hands under the limp Silvia’s armpits, lifted her, and spun her 180 degrees so she was sitting with her back against me.
I sat her down on my erect member, then neatly brought her legs together, making her soft thighs grip me tightly.
Because she had a slender and delicate figure overall, there was a generous gap between her thighs right below her vulva, but my size was more than enough to cover that.
I had wondered how this position would feel, since Silvia had almost no excess fat on her body, not just her chest, but it was surprisingly good. She might not have much flesh, but the sensation of her soft thighs and vulva enveloping my Dick was quite excellent.
Good. This will do.
“Hnnnngh!”
When I experimentally moved my hips back and forth slightly, Silvia reacted with extreme sensitivity, sinking even deeper into my embrace.
Her waist trembled as if in a spasm, and I could feel her juices gushing out from where her vulva was pressed against me.
No, I don’t plan on having thigh sex, at least not myself. I was just testing to see if the position was right.
I’m going to continue washing Silvia’s body just like this.
My calculation was that Silvia would take care of the grinding herself.
If she reacted this strongly to just a slight movement of my hips, she would surely move her hips diligently while I washed her.
Even though we were submerged in water, the fact that I could feel her gushing meant she must have been spraying quite intensely.
Anyway, that adds one more to Silvia’s orgasm count, making it three in total.
It’s naughty of her not to report it, but I’ll let it slide this time since she couldn’t help it. But there won’t be a next time.
In any case, I decided to continue with what I had to do.
It was an act that killed two birds with one stone—getting a job done while also feeling pleasure. Isn’t that the best?
I really am a genius.
Praising myself, I brought my hand to Silvia’s earlobe.
I have to wash this part properly too, right?
I’m already looking forward to seeing what kind of cute reaction she’ll show me this time.
“Hngh, uh, ah… Uu… Uwah…”
But contrary to my expectations, even as I diligently rubbed her cute ear between my thumb and index finger, Silvia’s reaction wasn’t that strong.
She just let out moans that seemed to escape her throat unconsciously, her hips only twitching from time to time.
Of course, one could argue that reacting like this to just having her ear touched was already an incredibly sensitive response, but the girl I was touching was none other than Silvia.
The very same Silvia who was on the verge of fainting just from me holding her.
Isn’t this reaction strange?
I lowered my head to peek at the face of the girl slumped in my arms.
…Ah. I see. So that’s why.
The moment I saw her expression, I immediately understood her reaction.
Silvia’s eyes had rolled back into her head, showing almost nothing but the whites, and her cute tongue was hanging limply from her parted lips.
The way saliva was dripping from the tip of her tongue seemed to indicate just how little control Silvia currently had over her own body.
As a test, I waved my open palm back and forth in front of her eyes.
As expected, no reaction.
Well, I’d already guessed as much from the way her eyes were rolled back and half-hidden.
What should I do? When I rocked my hips back and forth a little, she still twitched, so it seemed she hadn’t passed out completely.
Silvia was someone who couldn’t feel any physical pleasure unless I used my skills.
If she had lost consciousness entirely, she wouldn’t react at all, no matter how much I stimulated her erogenous zones.
Should I wait until Silvia can control her body a little more?
It’s not like I’m masturbating, and it’s no fun to play with a girl who barely shows any reaction.
But if I were to wash the front of her body, she would definitely lose consciousness for real this time.
Right. I’ll use this chance to wash her arms, which should get the most normal reaction.
Even for Silvia, she won’t lose her mind just from having her arms washed. …Probably.
I took Silvia’s limp arm and began to wash it forcefully, as if giving a massage, starting from her shoulder.
So thin. How could such monstrous strength, enough to throw me, come from these delicate arms?
Even though this is a world where abilities are determined by stats, extreme cases like Silvia’s had to be rare.
Sara had a body that was taut and springy all over, and Alicia, and Miriel who I saw yesterday, all had quite well-developed muscles for women.
Since she was born a noble lady, did she receive some kind of treatment to prevent her muscles from getting bigger?
Well, it doesn’t really matter.
I’m of the school of thought that as long as she’s pretty, muscles or no muscles, it’s all good.
Of course, being too brawny is a bit much, but this world is structured in a way that makes it difficult for overly muscular women to exist.
To train enough to get that brawny, you’d naturally have to raise your level accordingly, and the level-up bonus would also apply to your beauty, transforming even those muscles into something aesthetically pleasing.
This world is so well-made. The Goddess is truly amazing.
“Hauuuu… Sir… Sir Guwon…”
As I was lost in these idle thoughts, having finished one arm and washed the other all the way to the fingertips, Silvia’s hand, which had been limp until then, intertwined its fingers with mine and squeezed tight.
“Are you coming to your senses now?”
“Yesh… I….”
Her slurred speech told me she hadn’t fully regained control of her body, but it seemed she had recovered enough to answer.
Shall we move on to the next step?
I slowly released my interlocked hand from Silvia’s and wrapped both of my hands around her neck.
Past her smooth neck, to her flat chest.
To be honest, I wanted to tease and torment her here a little, but I decided to hold back, thinking that any more stimulation would just make her faint.
Damn it. To think I have to just skip over such an important point.
I never thought my habit of saving the best for last would lead to this.
“Uht, nngh, uuuuht…”
As I washed her chest with businesslike strokes, not caressing but simply cleaning, and was about to move down, a mournful voice escaped Silvia’s twitching, moaning lips.
“Silvia? What’s wrong?”
“Sir… Sir Guwon… do you… dislike me for not having breasts?”
So she was really insecure about it.
The desperation in her voice was especially palpable in the way she said she didn’t have breasts, rather than saying they were small.
And here I thought her chest was unique and perfectly fine.
“Silvia.”
“Y-Yes?”
“It seems you’re underestimating me. Let me tell you… I love all breasts!”
“Hyaaaaaaaat!”
As I said that, I placed my hands on her chest plate and used my thumb and index finger to twirl her protruding nipples.
“I was nice enough to skip this part so you wouldn’t faint, and this is what I get? I don’t care anymore! Faint if you want! Since you seem to want it so badly, I’ll torment these flat breasts of yours thoroughly. I’ll show you my love for breasts!”
“Hah! I-I’m, heung! Shorry! Haahng! I’m shorry!”
“Too late!”
I grabbed Silvia’s nipples and pulled them forward as if to pinch them off. Her hips bucked back and forth, and she gushed once more.
Ah, and the way she’s grinding on my Dick feels amazing.
“Is that not enough?! You want more, don’t you?! More?!”
“I-I’m, heeng! Shorry, heuuungh!”
In the end, I only released her nipples after making her climax twice more with just her chest.
“Satisfied now?”
“Yesh, yeeees…”
Silvia answered dazedly with a completely slurred tongue, rubbing her thighs together.
Are you trying to tempt me to fuck you? You little minx.
Bath time isn’t over yet.