09. Slowly (3)

Jane didn’t particularly move her fingers.

It was just Lily’s voluptuous flesh wriggling on its own with each breath, rubbing against her fingers.

“Hng… h-hek, heeung…”

Even with just that much stimulation, Lily’s lewd body gradually approached its limit.

Lily had already realized what lay beyond that boundary was something called an orgasm.

But she focused on Jane, who was slowly rubbing her moist folds and kissing her with sticky lips.

A crimson tongue mixed with viscous saliva licked greedily inside her mouth.

Soft breasts pressed against her, subtly brushing her hardened nipples.

Slender fingers buried in her sticky entrance naturally stimulated the area behind her bladder.

-Squelch

“Haa… Ah! Ahn!”

Beads of sweat multiplied across her pale skin.

A subtle tremor starting from deep within her belly began spreading throughout her body.

A different kind of pleasure from the light, sharp sensations she felt through her clitoris.

Even different from the orgasms she’d experienced from nipple stimulation alone.

A heavier, stickier sensation creeping up on her.

A phantom urge to pee tickled her lower abdomen.

The unfamiliar stimulation evoked fear once again.

Lily desperately clung to Jane, her sole anchor.

“Nn, Jane… I-I’m scared…”

Thick droplets streamed from her reddened, swollen eyes.

Jane kissed her sweaty forehead and whispered,

“It’s okay. I’m right here.”

“Hng! D-don’t go away.”

“Where would I even go?”

Lily couldn’t gather her thoughts amidst the slow but certain pleasure consuming her entire body.

Even while embracing Jane, she felt her slipping away.

The sensations in her fingertips and toes gradually faded.

All her nerves were concentrated on the mucous membrane biting down on her fingers.

Terrified, Lily flailed and tightened her arms around Jane.

Though Jane was quite enjoying the situation, she began worrying about Lily’s desperate struggles.

“Shhh- Lily, Lily, it’s okay. I’m here. Yeah?”

“Ahhngk! N-no…!”

What Jane did for the thrashing, panting Lily wasn’t much.

Just stroking her hair, kissing her tear-streaked cheeks-simply making Lily aware of her presence.

But for Lily, who was careening toward climax on her own, that alone was considerable comfort.

Step by step, little by little, Lily progressed.

Until finally, her entire body announced she’d reached the peak.

“Kyaugh!!”

Lily burst into tears again, enough to worry about dehydration.

Her soft abdomen tensed up, legs stretching taut.

A tingling pleasure racing down her spine.

Fireworks exploding wildly in her mind.

Her thoughts turned white, leaving nothing behind.

“Heeuk!”

Her tongue lolled out from her gaping mouth, breath caught in her throat.

Jane caught the stray muscle with her own tongue, swallowing it as she kissed her.

“Hmm…”

Her flailing limbs gradually calmed.

Jane decided to ignore the warm slickness coating her palm for now.

After the brief contractions passed, Lily’s tense body went limp.

With a small sigh, Lily melted into the heavy, languid feeling as if submerged in water.

“Haa…”

Feeling the cute but hot breath tickling her cheek, Jane slowly pulled out her fingers.

-Squelch

“Hnguu…”

Along with a weak moan, her fingers emerged slick with sticky fluids-both arousal and bright red blood.

After staring at them briefly, Jane licked her fingers clean.

“Mmm…”

Sour. Bitter. And fishy.

Yet strangely sweet.

Her tongue clearly tasted the salty metallic tang of blood.

But her mind insisted it was delicious.

Jane turned her gaze to Lily, sprawled on the bed.

A vague emptiness surged in her chest.

“Ah.”

Come to think of it, she hadn’t masturbated in days.

She’d forced her body-which usually needed release at least once daily-into abstinence.

The reason was simple.

She wanted to savor the most delicious thing when she was starving.

Thanks to that, she’d taken Lily’s virginity in the heat of the moment, but it still wasn’t enough.

Jane roughly tossed aside her pants and drawers, crawling toward Lily on all fours.

Her already soaked slit was exposed without even being touched.

The sensitive flesh meeting the air made Jane shiver at the sudden coolness.

“Hk!”

Lily, who had cracked her eyes open slightly, couldn’t look away from Jane’s approach, her pretty face flushed.

The scissoring position described in those erotic books she’d studied.

A sexual act where genitals rub directly against each other.

She’d fantasized about trying it with Lily occasionally, but the real thing surpassed expectations.

With legs spread wide, Lily’s adorable vulva was fully visible.

Conversely, she could acutely feel Lily’s gaze on her own.

Having shown herself masturbating multiple times already, she thought she’d be less embarrassed.

But the idea of rubbing her dripping wet genitals together was far more mortifying than expected.

“I’ll start…”

“Okay…”

Enjoying Lily’s sticky gaze, Jane grabbed one ankle and lifted it.

Then pressed her own mound against Lily’s spread entrance.

-Smack

“Ah…”

A light kiss with their lower lips drew an involuntary sigh from Jane.

Soft, plump labia majora.

Slick with each other’s arousal.

The hidden inner lips and mucous membranes were chewy and hot.

Far more luxurious stimulation than using fingers.

The sensation of the softest parts of their bodies touching felt better than imagined.

-Squelch squelch

“Ehuk!”

After briefly savoring Lily’s pussy, Jane began slowly moving her hips.

Thick mounds making lewd noises as they intertwined, like lips kissing.

A kiss where soft lips envelop plump ones, exchanging hot fluids.

-Squelch! Squelch!

“Nn… hng…”

“Uhngh! Hahng!”

Though she tried to hold back, Jane couldn’t stop the moans escaping her lips.

Instead, she distracted herself from the embarrassment by rubbing against the pleasurable spot.

Lily’s sweet voice would cover up her own soft noises anyway.

Jane now hugged one of Lily’s legs tightly against her.

Prodding the small entrance with her own clit.

Rubbing Lily’s sensitive nub with her own equally sensitive folds.

“Ngh, uhnn, hng…”

Jane’s head grew increasingly dizzy.

But it was only natural that Lily, still riding the aftershocks of her earlier climax, would reach her limit first.

-Schlick! Schlick!

“Khhhuuuu!”

Her pelvis shook violently as if seizing.

Eyes rolled back, unfocused gaze pointing where Jane should be.

-Splurt! Splurt!

“Hhaaaaang!”

As Jane continued thrusting relentlessly, Lily came with a gush, experiencing orgasm.

But Jane was still hungry.

-Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

“Hiiiiink!”

The lewd, sticky clamshell grinding continued until Jane was satisfied.

***

Teeth marks covered their sweat-slicked, glistening skin everywhere.

Neck, chest, inner thighs-no spot was spared.

The sheets, usually kept pristine, bore obvious traces of rough play.

Especially the vivid red bloodstains.

The pain of breaking through must have been considerable.

Having experienced it herself, Jane could empathize with Lily’s suffering.

Though in her case, she’d torn herself open fingering herself-but that’s beside the point.

While examining the sleeping Lily, Jane checked the mirror.

Her back was a mess of scratches from nails.

But what caught Jane’s eye were the neat teeth marks on her nape.

“Perfect.”

A wound that went beyond satisfaction, reigniting her arousal.

Just as Jane became aware of the creeping desire, Lily stirred awake with a pained groan.

“Ughk!”

“You’re awake?”

The first words from Lily’s barely open eyes were complaints.

Though closer to affectionate whining.

“You’re too much… I said stop…”

Her voice was hoarse from all the screaming.

Jane approached on her knees, bringing a magically conjured cup to Lily’s lips.

Lily’s eyes were puffy as she drank with difficulty.

But instead of looking awful, she only seemed cuter-proof of Jane’s lovesickness.

-Peck

A kiss on her fluttering eyelids.

Exhausted, Lily closed her eyes again.

“Going back to sleep?”

“Nn, no.”

Despite saying she wouldn’t sleep, Lily began nodding off.

Jane traced the foreign dotted tattoo on Lily’s arm with her finger.

A stigma carved with sorcery different from magic-impossible to remove.

Like an amputation line, it displeased her.

“Ah.”

Suddenly, Jane had a wicked thought.

If she severed Lily along those lines, Lily would have no choice but to rely entirely on her.

“Uuu…”

As if reading Jane’s mind, Lily shivered.

Chuckling, Jane dismissed the fantasy.

Having climaxed twice from scissoring, Jane was full even without eating.

Of course, it was no secret Lily had come five times in the process.

But after her first orgasm, Jane had taken it easy.

When Lily said it was too much, she gave her breaks. When Lily wanted hugs, she hugged her.

When Lily asked for kisses, she kissed her while matching her breathing.

Surprisingly, Lily kept up with Jane despite being overwhelmed.

Though she nearly lost consciousness, she didn’t faint, instead glowing with satisfaction.

Jane was convinced-Lily was a genius.

Her little slave had a talent for pleasure.

Unlike Jane, who grew cold when feeling pain, Lily only got more excited.

No matter how rough, no matter how cruel, she found pleasure in sexual stimulation.

And made the happiest face in the world while pretending not to notice.

If Jane occasionally indulged her while subtly guiding her, she’d naturally become a pervert.

Looking forward to that day, Jane hugged Lily tightly.

“Hehe…”

“Goodnight.”

Oblivious to Jane’s thoughts, Lily was too busy burying her nose in soft breasts to care.