Serpent’s Tail Bite

…Hmm, how did things end up like this?

Just moments ago, after sharing an intimate moment with a slightly more honest Lily in a position called the “Clam Soup Plate,” I thought it was about time to wrap things up.

But unable to refuse her persistence, I found myself reluctantly agreeing, and before I knew it, I was lying naked on the bed just like Lily had been earlier.

‘Take off your pants, Ed. I really can’t stand ending it like this-it’s too frustrating.’

Hmm.

Though Lily’s newfound honesty had been endearing, it seemed I might have embarrassed her a bit too much by going along with the mood.

So, when she suddenly insisted on stripping me down, claiming it wasn’t fair that she was the only one exposed… honestly, I hadn’t expected that at all.

Especially since the effects of the tea had mostly worn off, and I couldn’t imagine her saying something like that otherwise. The fact that she could still say such things even after the truth-revealing power had faded meant she must have been feeling that level of embarrassment even in her normal state of mind.

I thought I had observed Lily for quite a long time, but she was still full of adorable quirks I couldn’t quite grasp.

‘I made that comment prepared to be hated a little… Maybe I was being too timid in my thinking.’

Truth be told, when Lily said she’d grant me one indecent request, I hadn’t planned on suggesting “licking the clam soup plate.” It had just slipped out after drinking that “mysterious tea.”

Though I played it off to Lily as if I had intended to say it all along… I, too, was still under the influence of that “honesty curse.”

If I hadn’t drunk that tea, I probably would have just asked for something like “wrapping the wine bottle mouth” again. Lily tended to be relatively lenient about requests she had already granted once, no matter how indecent.

In that sense, learning a new position with her today was a significant leap forward in our relationship. Even if it wasn’t the main goal, I also confirmed that Lily had no experience with anyone but me.

‘Who would have thought she’d go as far as showing me her hymen to prove her purity…?’

For a moment, I wondered if my possessive desires from before had made her anxious. Maybe my earlier impatience and doubts about her affection had led to this reaction.

So, as repayment, I brought her to climax twice, but now she was trying to strip me. Truly, a woman’s heart remained an enigma to me.

For a brief moment, I found myself admiring the Hero, who effortlessly handled three women. Not that I had any intention of emulating him, of course.

“Wow, this is really… Wow, seriously…”

…How should I respond to her vague exclamations while staring at a man’s member?

I considered saying, “Do you like it that much?” but quickly dismissed the idea. It felt like she’d just get flustered and angry.

Objectively speaking, given the difference in our social status, it made no sense for her to demand I strip just because she felt like it.

Though she was called a saintess, she wasn’t officially recognized by the church, and her title as a nominal baronet’s daughter couldn’t compare to my standing.

Yet, I played along with her whims simply because I cared for her. More precisely, her boldness in making such demands made it feel like she was overcoming the gap between our statuses.

After all, once she became my wife, she’d no longer be just a baronet’s daughter but a duchess. So, I saw these moments as practice for when she’d stand on equal footing with me.

“Are you done now?”

“……”

“Lily?”

“…Hey, Ed.”

“Yeah?”

“I-I’m not saying this because I want to or anything…”

“……”

“But since you’re still… like this, it must be a bit hard to just go to sleep… So, if you want, I could… help you out a little…?”

“…Right now? Seriously?”

“L-Let me say it again-this isn’t because I want to! I-It’s just… I thought you might feel unsatisfied if I was the only one who… y-you know… And you’re still… like this…”

“……”

Though I knew there was some personal desire mixed in, I chose not to point it out.

If I teased her about it, she might get upset, and this rare moment would end awkwardly.

Even though I cherished her deeply, I couldn’t bring myself to coldly refuse in these intimate exchanges. I was just an ordinary man, after all.

“Alright. Then, can I ask for your help, Lily?”

“…Well, I guess I have no choice.”

With those words, Lily quietly moved her upper body toward my lower half. Soon, I felt her hands grasp my member.

-Rub, rub.

“……”

“……”

In silence, Lily gently stroked me up and down.

Her movements were surprisingly skilled for someone with no experience with men. Of course, I had just confirmed she had never been with anyone else, so there was no reason to doubt her.

How could she so precisely find the most pleasurable spots on a body part she didn’t even possess? Maybe it felt so good because I loved her so much.

‘She’s not… going to use her mouth, is she?’

Honestly, it would be a lie to say I wasn’t hoping for it. As I mentioned earlier, Lily tended to become more lenient about things she had done before.

Perhaps the “clam soup plate licking” from today would become part of our routine in the future. Though that would probably only happen after I won a serious sparring match against my father.

As I quietly steeled my resolve for self-improvement while enjoying Lily’s touch, her voice called out to me from below.

“H-Hey, Ed.”

“Yeah?”

“…Would you prefer it if I used my mouth?”

“…Huh?”

“I-I was just asking. If you don’t force my head down like last time… I can do it…”

…Was she really saying this for my sake, or was she just making excuses to do what she wanted?

In truth, it didn’t matter. The moment she said those words, my mind was already filled with thoughts of that particular act.

“Please, Lily.”

“…Don’t force my head down this time. If you do, I swear I’ll never do it again.”

“Okay, got it.”

Just knowing there would be a next time made me feel like I had the whole world. For a man, having a woman take his member into her mouth was a profound confirmation of mutual affection.

Though her saintess restrictions prevented full penetration… the mouth was, in a way, another significant opening-making it akin to indirect intercourse.

As I waited for the sensation of Lily’s lips enveloping me, what followed was something I never expected-a completely different position.

“Hup.”

-Swoosh.

“……?!?!?!”

Despite her last words being about taking me into her mouth, I was caught off guard when Lily suddenly straddled me, her rear hovering above my face.

For a moment, I wondered if I had misheard her, but the feeling of her tongue and lips on my lower half confirmed otherwise.

-Lick, lick.

“Hngh, haah…!”

-Slurp, slurp.

“Nngh, hnn…!”

…This strange feeling of neglect while Lily had my member in her mouth-what was this?

Without warning, she had positioned her groin right above my face, silently sucking and licking my length.

‘Could she… not be aware of this?’

Even if she could be a bit oblivious at times, this was too much.

There was no way she wouldn’t realize she was shoving her most indecent part right in front of a man’s face.

Perhaps she was trying to tell me something. That since she was generously forgiving my past mistake and pleasuring me with her mouth, I should show some sincerity in return.

‘But if she really isn’t aware…’

…If she was unconsciously teasing me like this, that was just as absurd.

It would mean she was completely oblivious to the view she was giving me while sucking me off.

If she was shamelessly presenting herself like this without realizing it… then I had to make her aware.

No matter Lily’s intentions, my course of action was clear.

I had no choice but to play along with this position-where a man and woman pleasure each other’s genitals with their mouths-known as the “Serpent’s Tail Bite.”

-Lick.

“Nn, hnngh?!”

The moment my tongue touched Lily’s folds, a moan escaped her from below.

Her startled reaction suggested she hadn’t expected me to lick her like this. Meaning she hadn’t been aware of what she was doing when she straddled my face.

Realizing this, a mischievous urge took over, and I pushed my tongue deeper into her slit. Far enough to taste the thin membrane-the “Mark of Virginity.”

-Slurp.

“Nn, hnngh?!”

-Slurp, slurp.

“Hnngh! Nn, hnn…!”

Lily’s muffled moans around my length strangely filled my heart.

At least in this moment, she was entirely mine, and that alone smoothed over the rough edges of my emotions.

-Slurp, slurp.

“Hn, hnngh… Hahh…”

I had expected her to get flustered and protest, but surprisingly, Lily boldly continued the “Serpent’s Tail Bite.”

Had she resolved to finish what she started? Or had she planned this position from the beginning to tease me?

Either way, what mattered was that we were sharing this intimate connection, our bodies and hearts intertwined.

In the way we pleasured each other’s most private parts, it was no different from sex. Only the entry point had changed-but it was more than enough to affirm our love.

For several minutes, we remained entwined, faces buried between each other’s thighs, until finally, as if our hearts had truly become one, we reached climax together.

“Hnngh, hngghh…!”

“Nn, khh…!”

The sensation of release below, followed by a warm flood against my face.

It didn’t feel dirty at all. Instead, the fact that we had climaxed together filled me with joy.

Usually, I was the one bringing Lily to orgasm, or sometimes she would pleasure me one-sidedly.

This was the first time we had shared a position where we satisfied each other simultaneously.

…And it certainly wouldn’t be the last.