An Endless First Night
The time available for rest on the first night was far from plentiful. It was because the cock that had never truly gone soft was already beginning to harden again.
"......Ugh........"
Sihyun shrank from the pain she knew was coming. Yet there was still nothing she could do. All she could do was gaze up at Spica, who looked down at her with an unblinking stare. Those eyes—impossibly deep, locking onto hers with absolute focus—made her forget for a moment that this was the person violating her. She was drawn in as if enchanted, unable to look away.
Golden hair spilled downward with gravity, forming a curtain between them. Summer sunlight filtered through the strands, bathing Spica’s face in an almost mystical glow. When Spica leaned closer, Sihyun could not even think of turning her head.
Chup…
"Ah…"
It was my first kiss…
Beautiful women really are lethal, she thought. Just a little gentleness was enough to ease both the pain in her body and the ache in her heart.
"Mmm… chup… uha…"
"Hahm… mm… mmmh…"
Their lips tasted each other. Tongues tangled, breaths grew frantic. So lost in the kiss, Sihyun didn’t notice when her own hips began to move. This time the motion was slow and gentle, nothing like the first brutal thrust. The sheer volume of semen from that first climax acted as lubricant; the pain was almost gone. Only the most sensitive spot still throbbed faintly. Perhaps the kiss had simply distracted her from the discomfort.
Soon her mind melted into haze. Above her was a devouring kiss. She clung to Spica’s head with both arms, but Spica licked her cheeks, nose, chin, lips—every corner of her mouth—without pause or fatigue. While Sihyun had eagerly tangled tongues at first, she soon found even breathing difficult. Spica’s free hand roamed her entire body with slippery smoothness. Was it sweat? Love juices? Some magical fluid? There was no time to wonder.
From her breasts to her shoulders, down her back, along her waist—those hands explored everywhere. And all the while Spica’s cock kept moving. A slight withdrawal, then a slow glide forward. The moment it seemed to barely graze her, it eased back again. Even those short, deliberate strokes were felt with overwhelming clarity.
Like a flower bud slowly opening, Sihyun’s tension unraveled. Her body’s sensitivity rose with every gentle thrust.
"Huuha… huaa… Ahn♡… Ha…"
A sweet voice slipped between her ragged breaths for the first time. Sihyun was startled to realize it had come from her own throat.
"Ah♡ Ah♡ Wait—huaaaah♡"
Spica did not stop. If anything, she pressed even closer, more insistently. One hand stroked Sihyun’s back, another pressed their breasts together, fingers threaded through her hair. The breathless kiss never broke. The cock that had only moved back and forth now ground lightly side to side. Legs that had been still before now brushed and coiled around her.
Unable to move, Sihyun felt like she was drowning in Spica. Even the cries that occasionally escaped were swallowed by that fierce kiss.
"Ahn♡ Hunyaa♡ Ah…!"
Her hips twitched helplessly, but she still could not break free. Yet the struggle was not entirely pointless. Even while lost to lust, Spica was reading Sihyun’s body with total devotion.
It would be a grave mistake to assume a magical girl’s body—impervious to blades and bullets—must also be insensitive. On the contrary, their senses were exquisitely sharp. With proper training, they could detect an invisible enemy’s movements from nothing more than air currents.
Spica pressed their bodies flush together, learning everything about the person she loved. She discovered exactly which angle and pressure made Sihyun’s hips buck the hardest.
"Ahn♡"
She learned which tilt of a kiss stole Sihyun’s breath most completely.
"Haa… ha-eut… chup…"
She found which fingers brushing along her spine drew out the sweetest sounds.
"Nya-eut♡"
She memorized the exact timing that made their nipples brush and sent the hottest flush through Sihyun’s body.
"Kiyang…♡"
Spica was discovering her, piece by blissful piece. The knowledge filled her with pure joy.
"I’m cumming♡ It feels so good♡ I love you♡ Chup… chu-eup… Ah♡ Ah♡ Aahn♡♡♡♡"
A different kind of tremor shook Sihyun’s entire body—stiffened limbs, a pussy clenching tight. The moment she reached climax, Spica’s cock pulsed, flooding her with thick spurts of semen.
"Huaaaah…♡♡"
"……Huaa……"
In only two rounds the white fluid had already overflowed. Part of it was Sihyun’s small frame, but the volume far exceeded anything a normal human could produce. Mixed with streaks of virgin blood, the mess was mottled pink and red.
Even after the movement stopped, Sihyun panted harshly while Spica merely exhaled one slow, shallow breath. Their stamina existed on entirely different scales.
"Haa… haa… haa… haa…… haa……"
"……"
"…Haa… haha-eut, haa…"
Sihyun fought to steady her breathing. Even as her mind floated in oxygen-starved delirium, every nerve focused on drawing air. Yet each time Spica’s hand gently stroked her back, her body would flinch and her breath would hitch.
Eventually her breathing returned. The spinning room settled back into focus.
Spica was still looking down at her. This time a soft smile curved her lips.
"Haa… haha… hahaha…"
Whether it was lingering ragged breath or a hollow laugh, Sihyun couldn’t tell. Compared to the sticky, carnal movements of moments ago, Spica’s smile now resembled that of a merciful saint. Sunlight sparkled across her face. The soft skin that brought back memories with a single glance. The breasts that had felt both plush and resilient when pressed against her. Though Spica had straightened up, putting some distance between their faces, the smile made the emotional distance feel nonexistent.
A smile rose on Sihyun’s own lips as well. Unlike after the first climax—when she had simply lacked the will to move—now she truly had no strength left. It felt as though every last drop of energy had been wrung from her body even though she had barely moved at all.
Even when Spica bent down and cradled her face with both hands, Sihyun could not stir.
"Huu……"
She let out a long sigh.
Yes. She would think about everything else later. For now she was exhausted, so she would rest just a little…
Chu.
"I like you."
"…Haa… Yes…"
A light kiss, lips barely brushing. Sihyun pursed her own lips slightly to meet it. Spica smiled. Sihyun smiled back.
"Haa… Aahn♡ ……Eh?"
The cock that had hardened again pressed forward with a wet squelch. Just that single motion rekindled the fire inside her body—completely against her will. The hands that had been lovingly caressing her face now gripped her pelvis, locking her in place.
"W-wait a momeeent♡♡ Wait♡ Wait♡♡"
Spica did not stop.
"Ah♡ Ah♡ Ah♡ Stop♡ Stooop♡"
Unlike before, Spica no longer touched her everywhere to heighten sensitivity. She no longer caressed gently to ease tension. She simply slammed her hips like a beast in heat.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
"Auuu♡ S-slow… slower—khh♡ Ah♡ Ahn♡ Ahn♡ Aahn♡"
Spica’s thighs collided relentlessly with Sihyun’s ass. The wet sound of sweat-slick flesh striking flesh never ceased. With no strength left to resist, Sihyun could only be shaken by the force of Spica’s desire.
Every time she begged for mercy, Spica drove her cock even deeper, as if only her own lust mattered. If the earlier sex had felt like I don’t like this, this felt like I’m scared.
Of course she tried to escape. Of course she couldn’t. After pointless struggling, she no longer even had the energy to struggle anymore.
Yet the body remained honest. The heat that had built up refused to die. Even her untouched breasts and face burned feverishly. The only points of contact were her waist and lower body, yet it was enough.
"Hik♡ Hik♡ Hic♡ It’s too deep…♡♡ It’s too hard♡♡ It’s too much♡♡♡"
"You’re so cute. I like you."
"Nooooo♡ It’s haaard♡ I said it’s haaard♡♡♡"
"Feel more. More. More."
"Let me re—ik♡ Nya-eut♡ Ah♡ Ah♡♡"
Sihyun kept pleading, but the words never reached Spica. The louder she cried, the more Spica seemed to find her adorable. Meaning and intent simply did not connect.
"Eut…"
Spurt… spurt…
Only after another load of semen gushed out did Spica’s hips finally still. The inside was already so full that the spurts lacked force, yet the overflowing amount was still far beyond anything a normal person could produce. The red virgin blood had been diluted until the sticky puddle beneath them was nearly pure white.
"Haa… haa… haa… Finally…"
"Huaa…"
"Finally… hic… Now… now I don’t want any more…"
Sihyun felt relief that it was finally over. Even though she didn’t want it, pleasure kept forcing itself on her. Her breathing was ragged, her heart hammering painfully against her ribs. She was terrified she might actually die like this.
"Euuut…"
Plop…
With a strange sound the cock finally left her body completely. She had lost all sense of time. Strength slowly drained from her limbs. She thought she had survived at last.
Slurp… slurp… chup…
Spica began sucking on her breast. There was barely anything there—what could possibly be so appealing? Since she couldn’t stop it anyway, she told herself this much was tolerable. She was wrong.
"Ah… no… Ahn…♡"
"Slurp, slurp, sluuup, chup, eutpa… chuuup, chuuup."
"Ah… no, this… this is foreplay… eut♡"
One hand kneaded a breast—sometimes gently stroking the whole mound, sometimes lightly scratching around the areola, sometimes pressing and rolling the nipple. The other breast disappeared completely into Spica’s mouth. Her tongue flicked the hardened peak, sucked with just enough force to make wet sounds, and gently mouthed it without pain.
It never pushed her sensitivity into full-blown arousal, yet it never let her calm down either. The maddening, teasing caresses continued for a long time.
When Spica finally lifted her mouth from Sihyun’s chest and sat up again, Sihyun dared to hope it was over. Of course it wasn’t. Spica’s cock stood rigidly once more.
"……Ah…"
This time it slid in smoothly to the hilt. The single deep thrust was enough to make Sihyun climax lightly. But she already knew—far too well—that it was not the end.
The same violent hip movements as before. Sihyun was once again swept away by waves of pleasure.
"Aheut…♡ Feels good! Good! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!!!!…"
"You’re beautiful. Let me hear your voice more."
"Nooo!! I’m turning weird♡♡♡"
Sparks exploded inside her skull. Even with her eyes open, all she saw was white fog. Every inch of her body had become an erogenous zone; the slightest breeze or the rough brush of bedsheets sent her soaring.
Even after such a climax, Spica did not stop.
"Ah♡ Aah♡ Stop now♡♡♡"
She was dragged upward again and again from a peak she had thought was the absolute limit. Walls inside her mind shattered, pleasure climbing endlessly. It was a sensation she had never experienced, never even imagined.
"I keep cumming♡♡ It hurts♡ but you won’t♡ eut♡ stop♡♡"
"Haa… haa… haa… haa…"
"Stop it!♡♡ Why♡♡ Hunyaa…♡ Why♡ won’t you stop!!♡♡"
"I like… I like you…"
"Stop now♡♡ I’m breaking♡ I’m going to break~!!♡♡♡"
Whenever Spica came, her hips would pause—only to change position and resume teasing until she was hard again. Sihyun’s pleasure never had a chance to descend. Thrusting until climax. Caressing until hard. Thrusting. Caressing. Thrusting. Caressing. Over and over.
Eventually her body adapted. Pleasure simply continued to accumulate. Every time the cock entered her. Every time tongue and fingers kneaded her flesh. She only climbed higher and higher.
"Ah♡ Good♡ Stop♡ Ogu-eut…♡♡"
"Good… so good…"
"Ah♡ Agit♡ Ah♡ Ah……………"
When the human body and brain receive too much stress, they possess a defense mechanism: fainting. Unable to endure the overwhelming pleasure, Sihyun finally passed out.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
Even so, Spica did not stop. The stimulation quickly dragged Sihyun back to a half-conscious state where she began feeling again.
"…Ah…? Ah♡ Ahn♡ Aahn♡ Ahn♡ Ahn♡"
By now her voice no longer formed human words—just pure cries of pleasure. Spica paid no attention and continued without pause, determined to make the person she loved feel even more.
"Ohuk… eut… heuk… agu… aeu… eu…"
In order to make her happy.
"Kuh… eu… euu… heut… eu…"
Because she liked her.
"Aeu… a… a…………"
Because she loved her.
"………………………………"
It was the first night.