Chapter 685: The Conditions for Becoming a Gumiho
Chapter 685: The Conditions for Becoming a Gumiho
Leia held her hands over her chest in the so-called “hand bra” pose, her legs bent just so, artfully revealing herself to me.
Because of her position, all I had to do was grasp her knees and slowly part her legs. The hidden, pink flesh gradually came into view.
As her legs spread, her pretty vulva opened like a flower in full bloom. A clear fluid that had pooled there made a small but distinct squelch—a sound that was undeniably arousing.
Leia had made the suggestion for my sake, but it seemed she wasn't entirely against the idea of entrusting her body to me, not knowing what I might do. This situation seemed to fill her with a certain anticipation.
Then again, it was also possible she was simply wet from us washing and touching each other all over, and it had less to do with anticipation and more to do with pure, simple arousal.
“Hah…”
Whether it was from the shame of the lewd sound that echoed from between her legs, or the embarrassment of my intense gaze fixed upon her, Leia let out a cute little cry. A faint blush colored her cheeks as she turned her head slightly, avoiding my eyes.
And yet, she made no move to close her legs. They continued to part slowly, guided by my hands. Her contradictory behavior only served to excite me further.
No. If I get too excited, the little game I have planned will be all for nothing.
Wait, could it be? Does Leia know what I’m about to do and is deliberately acting this way?
The thought was absurd, but that’s how sensual she looked in that moment.
Calm down. Stay calm.
“You’re already wet, I see.”
Suppressing the urge to pounce on her then and there, I took a deep breath internally. I put on my most relaxed expression and spoke to her.
At the same time, I reached a hand toward her vulva and gently caressed its slick surface with my fingertips.
“Hnngh…! Y-Yes…”
It was just a light, brushing touch, a faint stimulation. But for Leia, who was already slick with arousal, that faint touch was more than enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her.
The moment my finger touched her, she reflexively tried to close her wide-open legs. But then, as if remembering her own words about entrusting her body to me today, she immediately spread them again herself.
With every exhale, a sweet moan escaped her lips, yet she still dutifully answered my mischievous question.
Even when aroused, my angel was still an angel.
But even as I watched my angel’s angelic reaction, I didn’t stop my teasing questions.
“Why is that?”
“Nngh…! Th-That’s because… Hnngh…”
“Are you aroused?”
Leia had been trying to answer my relentless, teasing questions despite her embarrassment, but this one seemed to stop her in her tracks.
She, who had been avoiding my gaze by looking away, snapped her head forward at my question. Her face turned a deeper shade of crimson as her trembling eyes met mine.
It seemed she hadn't expected me to be quite this wicked.
When it came down to it, among all my women, Leia had the lowest tolerance for being teased by me.
Meeting her gaze, which was so clear it seemed to sparkle, my resolve wavered slightly.
If she had reacted explosively like Sara, my competitive streak would have kicked in, and I would have wanted to tease her even more.
Maybe I should stop here. The game I had in mind wasn't about verbal torment, anyway.
I cleanly gave up on the idea of teasing Leia any further with words.
Instead, I took the index and middle fingers that had been gently stroking the surface of her vulva and placed their tips on each of her plump outer lips, stroking them softly up and down.
“…Hah! Nnh… Yes…”
As I stimulated her while looking directly into her eyes, Leia seemed to misunderstand, thinking I wouldn't stop teasing her until I got an answer.
She turned her head to the side again, avoiding my gaze, and affirmed my earlier question in a tiny voice that was barely a whisper.
My angel. To think you’d answer even a question like that so honestly…
No, more importantly, she just admitted she’s aroused?
With Leia’s admission, the desire for the game I had just decided to abandon came flooding back, dominating my thoughts.
Should I press her on why she’s aroused? My angel would probably answer that question dutifully too, blushing all the while, right?
The thought swirled in my mind, but I managed to shake my head and clear away such distractions.
That kind of play might not be bad, but today, I would stick to the game I’d already decided on.
“I see.”
“Haah…”
I nodded with an expression that said I understood everything, and I didn’t ask any more teasing questions.
Hearing my words, Leia’s body trembled, her expression somehow even more embarrassed than before.
In any case, I was done with the verbal teasing. I continued to stimulate her vulva with my fingertips.
Primarily, I used my index and middle fingers to gently stroke her soft outer lips up and down, occasionally using my index finger to trace the surface of her slick inner lips.
The room was filled with a profound silence, broken only by the sweet moans mixed in with Leia’s soft breaths. Every time my finger brushed against her wet folds, the small, slick sound of moisture echoed clearly in my ears.
“Ah… Nngh… Haaah…”
Was she getting turned on by the wet sounds coming from her own body, or was she overcome with anticipation, hoping for a stronger stimulation deeper inside? Every time my finger grazed her, Leia’s legs would twitch as if to close, and she’d let out a sigh-like moan, burning with impatience.
Her gaze, too, though her head was still turned away, would occasionally dart toward me, her eyes pleading.
She’s aching for it, but she’s too embarrassed to ask for a stronger touch with her own words.
I could read her feelings perfectly, but I decided to feign ignorance.
Instead, I placed a hand on her soft cheek, turned her head to face forward, and leaned down to kiss her gently.
“Ahm… Nngh…”
It was a soft kiss, our lips simply pressing together without the use of our tongues. But Leia kissed me back quite aggressively, as if trying to convey her current state through the kiss.
But the moment her lips lightly bit my lower lip, I pulled my upper body back, moving away from her.
“…Eh?”
Leia’s sex was more than wet enough, and my own member had been standing at full attention for a while now.
Because of this, she must have thought that, like always, I would kiss her as I entered her. When I pulled my lips away, she looked utterly bewildered.
“Hm? What’s wrong?”
“N-No… It’s nothing…”
But I just looked at her and pretended not to know. Leia turned her head away again, mumbling.
Seeing that, I felt a pang of regret.
Oops. Did I take the joke too far? If I leave her like this, I might get to see the rare sight of my angel getting pouty.
Well, a part of me wanted to see that, but I hurriedly decided to move on to the next step.
If Leia got genuinely upset, I wasn't confident I could fix it.
“Hah! Hnngh! Nngh! Haaah!”
I moved the hand that was on her cheek back to her inner thigh, savoring the soft texture with my entire palm. With my other hand, I pressed the thumb that was stroking her vulva firmly against her clitoris.
When I moved my thumb in a soft, vibrating motion, a much louder moan than before burst from Leia’s lips.
I hadn’t intended to give her such a strong stimulation, but for Leia, who had been tormented by the ambiguous sensation hovering between pleasure and a tickle, this alone was apparently a powerful jolt.
I had originally planned to insert my fingers right away, but seeing Leia’s unexpectedly strong reaction, I decided to maintain the current situation and observe her.
“Nn… Hnng… Haah… Hnngh…”
For several minutes, I stimulated her outer lips with my index and middle fingers while stimulating her clitoris with my thumb, all the while watching her expression.
As she grew accustomed to the pleasure radiating from her clitoris, Leia’s moans began to stabilize.
It seemed her strong reaction just now was simply because she had been so tormented with anticipation. This alone wasn't enough to bring her to climax.
I let out an inward sigh of relief that Leia hadn't reached her peak, and decided to proceed with what I had intended to do earlier.
First, I applied a little more pressure with the index and middle fingers that were stroking her outer lips, spreading her wider.
Leia’s vulva, now far wetter than when I had first parted her legs, stretched open with a distinct, lewd squelch, countless transparent threads of fluid stretching between her labia.
“Ah…”
The sound must have reached Leia’s ears just as clearly. While moaning from the pleasure radiating from her clitoris, her pointed ears, which poked up from her head, twitched as if in shame.
My angel, who couldn't lose her sense of embarrassment even in a situation like this, was adorable.
But that was that, and this was this.
Today, I had decided to be wicked to my angel.
I steeled my resolve and continued.
Holding her open with one hand, I brought the index and middle fingers of the hand that had been caressing her thigh together and slowly pushed them into her.
I didn't rush, moving slowly, as if engraving the sensation of every tiny, delicate fold that wrapped around my fingers into my memory.
“Nngh… Ht… Haah…”
My slow movements seemed to be torturous for her. Leia’s legs, spread wide, and her tail, limp beneath her hips, trembled as she let out a frustrated moan.
But despite her reaction, I didn't speed up. I slowly inserted my fingers shallowly, only up to the second knuckle.
Once my fingers were inside, I removed the hand that had been holding her open, leaving only the thumb pressing against her clitoris, and rotated my hand.
And so, with one hand resting on her lower abdomen, its thumb extended to her clitoris, and the other with its index and middle fingers inside her, I waited for Leia to calm down again.
“Nngh! Hah… Aahn… Hnngh…”
The stimulation on her clitoris made Leia’s moans rise in pitch again, but when I remained still, providing no further stimulation, she let out another frustrated sound and wiggled her legs slightly.
But when I still didn't provide any more stimulation, she seemed to give up, as if too embarrassed to demand pleasure more intensely. She stopped moving and began to catch her breath.
Seizing that timing, I began to move my fingers.
The thumb pressing on her clitoris moved with a fine vibration, just like before. The index and middle fingers inside her didn't go any deeper than the second knuckle, instead moving alternately and slowly, as if stirring her inner folds.
“Nngh… Haah… G-Guwon… Nngh…”
She was definitely feeling pleasure, but it was nothing like the intense pleasure I usually gave her.
The fingers inside her, in particular, were moving with the goal of making louder, lewd, wet sounds rather than giving her pleasure.
Because of this, Leia, not feeling enough pleasure, let out a frustrated moan and finally, as if she could bear it no longer, called my name desperately.
“Hm?”
Of course, this time too, I feigned ignorance with a straight face.
“Nngh… Reallly… I-I mean… a little more…”
Surely, even for me, it was strange to be this oblivious to her thoughts.
It seemed Leia had finally realized I was doing this on purpose.
With a rare, slightly pouting expression, she tapped my arm a few times with her tail. Then, without meeting my eyes, she was finally forced to utter the words she had been too embarrassed to say until now—words that showed she herself was craving pleasure.