First time?

Why isn’t Cecil getting an erection?

Because she ejaculated a lot recently? That… can’t be it. It’s not like it was yesterday; it’s been too long for that.

As expected… is it the atmosphere?

Even if it’s Cecil, who gets erections at any time, is it too much to ask for one when I’m suddenly pulling it out, and there’s not an ounce of mood for an erection?

…It’s suspicious, considering there was a time when she’d get erections vigorously, but… I guess Cecil has grown. Looking at that teary face, unable to help me, it seemed unlikely to be a lie.

So much so that I felt sorry for doubting her.

Then… what should I do?

I stroked Cecil’s teary head, pondering. It would be strange to scold her for not getting an erection, wouldn’t it…?

If I touched it… it would probably work, but I don’t want to. Not because I dislike Cecil, but because it’s no different from entering a beast’s den naked to hunt it.

Doing something that might trigger her heat cycle just to collect semen… that’s not right. As I calmed my trembling body just by thinking about it and patted her, my eyes met Cecil’s.

Her red eyes, which seemed to draw me in, looked at me with a teary gaze. It was a beautiful face. Enough to make lust rise within me without realizing it. Of course, there’s nothing to rise right now.

Staring at her soft-looking lips… I had an idea.

This… might be okay.

“Um… Cecil?”

“Asha-nim…?”

Her teary eyes blinked as she looked at me.

“Want to say ‘ah’?”

“Ah~.”

For some reason, I felt nervous and swallowed.

“From now on… I’m going to do something to you, Cecil… Tell me if you feel uncomfortable.”

“I won’t!”

Cecil replied with her small mouth open. Through her parted lips, I could see her pearly white teeth and soft-looking pink tongue. Is it, is it okay? She won’t… dislike it, right?

I didn’t want to touch her lower body. Showing my body like last time might work, but… that also felt a bit… reluctant.

Then… I thought about what could create such an atmosphere without doing that. What came to mind was…

A ki… no, a kiss.

I, I am a little, a little aware that it’s shameless.

But what else can I do? Th-this is still more gentlemanly than burying my face in her crotch, isn’t it?

“Asha-nim?”

Even as I hesitated, Cecil continued to look at me, her mouth obediently open. Since I had already said I would do it, there was no turning back.

I put down the beaker, held Cecil’s soft cheek, and gently tilted her head. Cecil obediently accepted my touch. My guilt was momentary as I brought my face closer… and pressed my lips against hers. Cecil’s hot breath passed over my lips. My breath also passed to Cecil.

I saw Cecil’s eyes widen. Since there was no discomfort mixed in, I judged that I could continue.

I gently took her lips with mine and licked Cecil’s lips with my tongue. My saliva coated Cecil’s mouth, making it glisten. When I inserted my tongue into her parted mouth, Cecil flinched.

The thought, ‘Does she dislike it…?’ became meaningless as Cecil extended her tongue. Following my clumsy lead, she gently, gently touched my tongue. At that sight, my tension eased.

She doesn’t… dislike it.

As I wrapped around Cecil’s tongue, licked, and gently sucked, Cecil, true to her quick learning, skillfully followed along. It didn’t take long for the room, which had been filled with shy kissing sounds, to become filled with vulgar wet noises and the heat of intertwined tongues.

We explored each other’s tongues and exchanged sweet saliva. Cecil seemed to have forgotten to breathe, exhaling with a pained expression. When I pulled my face away for a moment, a long silver thread connected Cecil and me.

“…You can breathe through your nose.”

Cecil, who seemed regretful, smiled brightly and pressed her face against mine again. The intense kissing resumed. So intensely that I forgot what I had originally intended to do.

…Embarrassingly, I also seemed to have gotten… a little excited. What else could I do? Cecil is… cute and beautiful.

When I came to my senses, Cecil’s hard rod was pressing against my lower abdomen. Startled, I pulled my lips away. Rough breaths escaped from Cecil’s and my mouths. Our mouths glistened.

Holding Cecil’s shoulders, I pulled back my waist and spoke.

“…You can do it now, right?”

“Just a little… more… can’t we…?”

Cecil said that, looking at me with hazy eyes. I suppressed the urge to indulge her and shook my head. Because we hadn’t come into the room just to kiss…

When I shook my head, Cecil nodded without a word. Though her gaze remained fixed on my lips.

As if on cue, Cecil lifted her dress. Then, her stiffly erect rod appeared. It throbbed up and down, as if threatening. The tip glistened with sticky, transparent fluid.

Cecil, holding her rod, opened her mouth.

“Asha-nim… But what was that we just did…?”

I wiped my wet mouth with my clothes. Holding the beaker I had placed on the floor, I replied.

“…It’s called a ki-, a kiss…”

Cecil naturally stroked her rod as she spoke. As her hand met the fluid at the tip, a squelching sound was made.

“Is that so…? Cecil… felt something float up, and it felt… strange.”

“Oh, I see…”

Now that I think about it, it might be the first time I’ve kissed someone of my own volition. Thinking that made me feel a little embarrassed. Did I do something strange…? Still, I achieved my desired goal, so I suppose I should be glad…

However, Cecil couldn’t ejaculate easily. Her erection hadn’t subsided, but she was only panting hot breaths, unable to release it, perhaps due to insufficient stimulation.

I gazed at Cecil’s panting face for a moment, then approached her. To help her, even just a little, as I had helped her get an erection. Since I couldn’t touch it, shouldn’t I at least… help her with this?

Because Cecil was… giving her semen for me.

Then, Cecil looked at me with hazy eyes.

“Asha…-nim?”

“I’ll… kiss you. If it feels like it’s coming… pull away. Oh, a-and don’t… don’t kiss just anyone.”

“Understood!”

She bloomed a flower-like smile on her flushed face, as if she understood perfectly. I swallowed the accumulated saliva… and kissed Cecil once more.

…This time, it was accompanied by a squelching sound. I tried my best to ignore the heat rising from below.

When I kissed, my mind also became hazy. Cecil, who had awkwardly intertwined her tongue before… now not only skillfully accepted my tongue but also entwined with it as if she never wanted to let go.

I was flustered by her slightly aggressive demeanor, but… I refocused, looking at her cute face. One hand held Cecil’s clothes, while the other held the beaker.

As we kissed wildly, with smacking sounds, a sweet scent began to rise. Now I knew why this scent was appearing and where it was coming from. There was no way I couldn’t know.

…If I didn’t know even after all this, I’d be an idiot. I’m not that stupid. So that means Cecil is about to ejaculate, right?

With a ‘pooh-ha’ breath, I pulled my face away. Cecil’s face was… a bit of a mess. It seemed to be due to experiencing both the pleasure rising from below and the floating pleasure from kissing at the same time.

Leaving that, still cute, face behind.

I squatted on the cold floor and held the beaker in front of Cecil’s rod. The sight of the tip of the rod throbbing before my eyes was… quite intimidating. ‘Ah,’ I thought, as white semen began to pour into the beaker.

Knowing it would hit hard, I held it firmly. Thump, thump! The semen hitting the beaker began to fill it little by little. I always thought it was… an unusual amount of ejaculation, but for some reason, today’s ejaculation lasted a little longer.

Cecil, who had ejaculated enough to be described as gushing, let out a heated breath. Since having residual semen sprayed on her face like last time was a sign of lacking learning ability, I calmly waited until Cecil’s rod calmed down.

Honestly, it was a bit… heavy.

As expected, the remaining semen made a ‘pyureureuk’ sound in the beaker, forming layers.

…Not a chance this time.

I briefly placed the full beaker on the floor and approached Cecil. I wiped her saliva-soaked mouth with her clothes and tidied her attire.

And… finally, I didn’t forget to stroke her head and praise her.

“…Thank you. For granting my request.”

“Anything for Asha-nim’s request!”

For some reason… I wondered if I had done something terrible, but… since Cecil also liked it… perhaps it was okay? I worried if she might demand a price this time too, but… it seemed she was satisfied with the kiss, as Cecil said nothing more.

Maybe she forgot.

I sent Cecil, whose rod had calmed down, back first, and then I also caught my breath a little before leaving the room. With beakers full of whitish semen in both hands.

When I met Veronica’s eyes in the Workshop, she alternated glances between me and the beakers, then blushed. I knew it was unavoidable, but…

Still, embarrassment was embarrassment.

After sealing them well in the Preservation Box… I avoided the area. I had intended to start research immediately, but it didn’t feel like I could do anything in the same Workshop as Veronica or Cecil right now.

Fatigue was also setting in.

Thus, I, who had fallen asleep on the bed, opened my eyes the next morning. Before I could even think that I had slept through the entire evening, Cecil, who had woken up rubbing her eyes, pressed her lips against mine.

When I looked at her with a dazed expression, Cecil smiled brightly with a disheveled face. Over her shoulder, Veronica’s dazed face was visible. Soon, it began to fill with questions.

She began to look at me with a face that seemed to demand an explanation.