Chapter 701: Daily Life
Chapter 701: Daily Life
With Felicia, there’s no need to set the mood before getting to the main event.
After all, we’re only doing this out of necessity.
Well, I do have the mindset of making it feel good since we’re doing it anyway, but that’s about it.
That’s why, as soon as we were alone in the room, I immediately tried to throw off my clothes.
But perhaps because of the sweltering heat in the room, which felt almost sticky, my clothes clung strangely to my body and wouldn’t come off easily.
“Ahahaha! What are you doing? Were you that eager, darling?”
“No, I wasn’t!”
Felicia didn’t miss her chance, seizing the opportunity to start teasing me.
And whose fault is this, anyway? Seriously, she’s always like this, any time, any place.
You crack jokes all the time too, don’t you? Is this a case of the pot calling the kettle black?
No. That’s that, and this is this.
And I’m better at reading the room than she is. …Probably.
“Ahahat. Look at you, trying to act tough. Even though you’ve been like this for a while now.”
Ignoring my denial, Felicia spoke with a seductive smile, then crawled across the bed toward me.
She reached out and gently stroked the bulge at the front of my pants.
“This is an irresistible force of nature for a man! And don’t touch it already! It’ll just make it harder to get undressed.”
“Oh my, I’m sorry about that. Then, as a token of my apology… this maiden shall undress you.”
With a face that showed no remorse at all, Felicia stuck her tongue out slightly as she apologized, once again playing around with that strange, unfitting manner of speech.
This time, however, only her phrasing was like that; her tone was the same decadent, sexy voice she always used, which sent an extra shiver down my spine.
With a practiced hand, she unfastened the front of my pants, pulling them and my underwear down just enough for my Dick to pop out. Then, she tapped the top of my glans with the tip of her index finger.
“Hello there, little one. Have you been well? Oh my, look at him saying hello. Yes, yes. You’ve been well?”
She then met my glans with her gaze and greeted it.
Her voice was far more affectionate and gentle than when she usually spoke to me.
Moreover, the stimulation on my glans made my Dick reflexively bob up and down, and she smiled, stroking the top of my head back and forth with her fingertip as if praising it.
“It’s not saying hello!”
For some reason, that sight pissed me off, and I couldn’t help but retort.
“Oh my, darling. Are you jealous of him right now?”
“No, I’m not!”
“I can’t help it, then. Daddy’s getting jealous, so you’ll have to wait just a little bit.”
Felicia continued talking to my Dick to the very end, even giving its tip a light kiss.
Doesn’t she seem strangely cheerful for some reason?
Anyway, after kissing my Dick, Felicia brought both hands back to my pants and pulled them down the rest of the way, along with my underwear.
Playful tone aside, it seemed she was actually going to undress me.
After taking off my pants, Felicia grabbed my waist and had me turn halfway around, then made me sit on the edge of the bed.
She pressed herself against my back as if hugging me from behind, wrapping her arms around my waist and crossing them in an X over my stomach.
I thought she was going to grab the hem of my shirt and pull it off… but for some reason, Felicia stopped moving, holding me in that back hug.
“Hey. What are you doing?”
“Hm? Hmm? I wonder? What do you think I’m doing?”
Only after I prodded her did Felicia whisper seductively into my ear, slowly lifting the hem of my shirt she was holding.
When the fabric caught between her chest and my back, she slowly pulled away, as if reluctant to part.
After moving back just enough for the very tips of her breasts to be pressed against my back, Felicia slowly, deliberately, began to lift my shirt again.
“I’m asking because I don’t know.”
“You really don’t know? Mmm… Ah!”
Since her chest hadn’t fully detached from my back, the hem of my shirt naturally caught on her breasts before flicking upwards. Felicia let out a heated moan right next to my ear, as if she wanted me to hear, and pressed her chest firmly against my back once more.
Holding that position, she pulled my shirt completely off, tossed it to the floor, and then began to tickle my nipples with both hands.
At the same time, she rotated her chest against my back in a circular motion, as if giving herself a massage.
“This maiden is serving the Saint with the utmost devotion.”
And again, in that chillingly seductive voice, she spoke in that unfitting manner.
“Service, my ass… You’re just in heat and rubbing yourself against me.”
Of course, I wasn’t fooled.
“There you go again, even though you’re enjoying it too. Mmmph!”
Undeterred by my cold tone, Felicia moved her hands from my nipples down to gently cup my Dick, moving them back and forth as she tried to flirt again. This time, however, I didn’t just stand by.
I reached a hand behind me and fumbled for where her vulva was likely to be. The moment I did, Felicia buried her face in my shoulder and her body began to tremble.
Just as I thought. I knew it.
I’d almost forgotten for a moment, seeing her playfully teasing me, but she’s been incredibly horny this whole time.
It seemed like she’d calmed down a little while the bed curtains were drawn, but there was no way someone who had lost her senses and pounced on Silvia could calm down that easily.
That’s why, with just a light touch of my hand, all the composure Felicia had shown until now vanished without a trace.
“Ngh… Mmm… Hah… Haaah!”
Felicia squirmed her hips, rubbing her soft mound against my hand as if begging for more.
She seemed to have lost control to the point where she couldn't even manage the saliva dribbling from her mouth; I could feel my shoulder, where her face was buried, growing damp.
Seriously, why was she acting like that just now when she was in such a rush?
It would have been better if we’d just started quickly.
Ah, she did mention that obediently following my orders before was humiliating or something. Was she trying to seize the initiative, even for a moment, before we started, knowing she’d lose it to me once we began?
Well, it was a completely pointless effort.
I gently pried Felicia’s hands from my Dick—she was clutching it so tightly she couldn’t even think to move them up and down—then turned around and laid her down on the bed.
Unable to resist in the slightest, Felicia lay there looking up, her face completely undone from that light touch just moments ago.
Her eyes were even slightly bloodshot, showing just how desperate her condition was.
Still, she seemed to be trying to hold on to her sanity, biting her lower lip hard, but judging by the saliva trickling from the corner of her mouth, it wasn't going very well.
“You don’t have to hold back. I’ll make you comfortable. That’s why I came here in the first place.”
I could have teased her to get back at her for earlier, but I decided against it and chose to put her at ease right away.
For some reason, teasing a girl who was suffering because of her constitution made me think of Leia, and I felt bad.
And more importantly, as I said before, unlike her, I’m someone who knows when to joke around and when not to. Yup. That’s right.
“Ugh… Th-that’s not… Hnngh!”
But perhaps she was more frustrated at being pitied. Felicia’s body trembled with the excitement coursing through her, but she still tried to offer some kind of rebuttal.
Of course, the moment I lifted her dress, pushed her panties to the side, and entered her, she threw her head back, arched her body like a bow, and climaxed, making it impossible for her to finish her sentence.
Still, for her to fall apart like this from a single thrust…
Just how much had she been holding back?
The mental fortitude she showed while pretending otherwise and trying to tease me was truly worthy of respect.
Anyway, Felicia had already climaxed, but I had no intention of stopping.
No, it wasn’t my intention to torment her.
It’s just that the purpose of us doing this was for me to give her my semen, and it would be much more comfortable for Felicia if she was also feeling pleasure while receiving it.
So, I grabbed the hips of the trembling, climaxing Felicia and began to move my own hips back and forth.
The inside of Felicia’s vulva was already shaped as if it were made to give a man the ultimate pleasure, but on top of that, during her orgasm, it squirmed and pulsed as if trying to milk me. The pleasure I felt with each thrust was considerable.
“Hiiieek! Haaah! N-noo! W-waiit! Darling! Stop for a sec—Hnngh!”
But the pleasure Felicia was feeling seemed to be on another level entirely. She began to beg me, tears streaming from her eyes.
“Stop for a second? But this is what I came here to do.”
“Th-that… Ah, ahh! I knooow, but…”
“And you. You’re telling me to stop, but aren’t you still moving your hips?”
“Th-this is… Hnng! This is…!”
“No need to hold back. I know everything. You like this too, don’t you?”
“I don’t—Haaah!”
“What? You don’t like it?”
“Wai—Hah! Nngh! Ahh! Hiiih!”
“You like it, right?”
“Mmm… Nngh! Uuuh…! I-I liiike iiit…. D-darling… it feels so good!”
And after a brief tantrum, Felicia finally admitted she liked it in a sweet voice that sounded like it was about to melt.
“Just hold on a little longer. I think I’m about to cum soon, too.”
“Yes! Yes! I like it! Hnng! Darling… you’re so coo—Hnnnngh!”
“Thanks for that.”
She really must be in bad shape.
To think she’d so readily tell me I’m cool.
Well, to be precise, she was probably saying my Dick was cool, not me.
She did greet my Dick separately earlier, after all.
Anyway, I held onto the hips of Felicia, who was experiencing one orgasm after another with a look on her face like her brain was melting, and continued to thrust diligently.
My efforts bore fruit, and before long, I was able to cum once inside her.
“I’m coming.”
“Yes. Come for me. I-I’m… Nngh… Hnnnnnnngh!”
And at the same time as my release, Felicia climaxed again, splendidly squirting a fountain.
“Haah… haah… Mmm… Nngh…”
Did it feel like we’d put out the most urgent fire?
Perhaps because she’d received my semen, Felicia’s breathing, which had been so ragged from her intense orgasms, began to even out, becoming steadier than before.
“Uuungh!”
Felicia’s eyes, which had been staring up at me blankly as she panted, slowly began to focus. The moment I thought her gaze had returned to normal, she suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and clung to me tightly.
“Wh-what? What’s wrong?”
“Sh-shut up. Just stay still for a second.”
Refusing to let go of a bewildered me, Felicia whispered in my ear in a tone that was slightly different from usual.
And in that voice, I could detect a faint hint of embarrassment.
“What’s this? Are you getting shy now?”
“Wh-what? Darling, what are you suddenly talking about?”
When I said that, Felicia abruptly pulled away from me and stared at me with a dumbfounded expression.
A face filled only with bewilderment, without a single trace of shyness.
But I decided to trust the emotion I had just read in her voice.
I may not look it, but I’ve been trained to read a poker face thanks to Vanessa.
Well, her poker face is in a completely different league from Vanessa’s.
“Why are you getting shy all of a sudden? It’s not the first or second time you’ve lost it in front of me… Ah. Don’t tell me you’re embarrassed about calling me cool just now?”
“M-me? To you? When?”
Did I hit a nerve? I felt a different kind of heat flare up from Felicia’s body where it was pressed against mine.
She was a master of the poker face, but it seemed even she had trouble controlling the heat rising from her body.
“Huh? You’re really embarrassed about that? You have a surprisingly innocent side to you, don’t you?”
“What are you talking about? I was talking about him.”
As she said that, Felicia clenched her vaginal muscles, squeezing my Dick, which was still inside her.
“Nngh! Haah! Seriously, this thing is just perfect.”
“‘This thing’? So that’s the only perfect part?”
No, I knew she was talking about that from the start, but did she really have to single it out for praise?
“Hm? What? You want me to praise other parts too? Let’s see. Your face is quite my type, too. Happy now?”
As I muttered in disbelief, Felicia shot me a look as if she’d regained the upper hand and tossed out another playful remark.
Honestly, after sobbing in pleasure, unable to do anything just moments ago.
The moment she gets a grip, she’s right back to this.
“Yeah. I’m so grateful I could cry.”
“Ahahat! Don’t be so sulky. Just having this part be perfect already makes you the best man there is.”
“That’s only true for you!”
“Oh my, isn’t it enough to be called the best man by a princess? You really are the best man, darling.”
“I told you, don’t say that while you’re squeezing my cock!”
“Ahaha—nngh! Haah! Mmm… but… it feels good, doesn’t it?”
Damn it. I told you not to say things that are hard to deny.