09. Slowly (1)

Underground Laboratory.

A place filled with all sorts of experimental equipment and dangerous substances.

Recently, it’s where I began working beside Jane.

And where I’ve always received my ‘punishments.’

Though to call them punishments, there have only been three instances so far.

But those intense memories made me refuse to create a lewd atmosphere here.

“First… should we get out of here?”

“Hmm, shall we go in?”

As I tugged at her sleeve and made my request, Jane lifted me by the thighs from below.

To stabilize myself, I wrapped my arms around her neck and clung tightly.

The sensation of her soft breasts pressing against me felt strangely intimate.

I wondered if she wasn’t straining-or perhaps she was using magic.

Jane carried me without pause from the basement to the second floor where her room was located.

The casual wave of her hand on the first floor was likely to close up the shop.

-Click clack

In the heavy silence, only the sound of Jane’s shoes echoed loudly.

As we ascended the stairs, we didn’t exchange a single word.

We simply felt each other’s rising body heat and the quickening rhythm of our heartbeats.

Jane stopped in front of the door after walking down the hallway.

Her hand on the doorknob froze.

Puzzled, I cautiously called out to her.

“Jane?”

She slowly turned her head to meet my gaze.

Within her black pupils flickered a scorching heat.

I couldn’t look away from those flames that seemed capable of burning me.

“Ah.”

Come to think of it, this was the first time Jane and I had ever agreed to something like this.

Until now, our encounters had always begun in the heat of the moment-drunk on desire, with one side pushing forward.

No, to call it an encounter would be too generous-I had always been on the receiving end.

But this time was different from the start.

Less sticky, more innocent.

Yet, for some reason, this felt even more obscene-was that just my imagination?

“Haa…”

Our gazes locked.

Our breaths intertwined.

Perhaps conscious of my earlier grumbling about wanting consideration, Jane sought my final permission.

“I’m going to do it.”

Her tone was closer to a declaration.

But the opportunity hidden within those words was something I willingly let slip away.

“Mm.”

In that moment, shame and fear surged within me.

But it was already too late to back out now.

I responded to her kiss by pressing my lips gently against Jane’s pale neck.

-Thud

The door swung open roughly, betraying Jane’s impatience.

“Hahk.”

Without realizing it, I took a sharp breath.

The concentrated scent of Jane.

The room I entered every morning now looked like a lewd prison.

Would I even be able to walk out of here?

Jane sat down on the bed, still holding me in her arms.

Then, she gently stroked my hair as I sat on her lap.

Her hands, tidying my slightly disheveled locks, trembled faintly.

Was she nervous?

Jane, the Archmage?

In contrast to her hands, her black eyes staring at me remained unwavering.

After licking her lips with her red tongue, Jane wrapped her arms around my waist.

“Eek!”

A hot hand slipped beneath my shirt in an instant.

I let out a small moan without meaning to, and she immediately withdrew her hand, clenching her fist.

Jane reminded me of one of the conditions we had agreed upon.

“Slowly.”

“Right… slowly.”

A starving beast pausing before its prey.

A satisfied smile naturally formed on my lips, as if I had become the tamer.

-Peck

As a reward, I kissed Jane’s chin.

Truthfully, my lips wouldn’t reach unless she lowered her head.

I could have stretched up, but Jane’s hands held my waist firmly, making it difficult.

As if waiting, Jane lowered her head.

I pressed my lips against hers like stamping a seal.

They were hot.

***

-Smooch

Lily’s lips parted automatically as she squeezed her eyes shut.

Her ears, peeking out from between strands of hair, were flushed red.

Pleased with the results of her training through kisses so far, Jane swallowed a laugh.

That smug face, slightly swollen with restrained desire, was unbearably enticing.

She had almost given in and roughly thrust her fingers between Lily’s thighs.

‘Slowly. Not yet.’

But Jane held back.

She had coaxed Lily into the room with great effort-it wouldn’t do to scare her off right away.

As tempting as it was to just take her, the mood was too good to ruin. So, with great effort, she restrained herself.

She turned Lily’s body to face her.

Facing sitting position.

A pose where they faced each other completely, allowing Lily’s short legs to wrap around her waist.

The soft thighs she touched in the process tested her patience.

“Hnn… smooch.”

As the kiss resumed naturally, Lily clumsily tangled her tongue with Jane’s.

Gauging Lily’s shallow, uneven breaths, Jane pulled her waist in tightly.

Lily’s slender back arched as if it might break, forcing her to lean against Jane.

“Hahhk.”

Lily, gasping for air, stuck out her bright red tongue to steady her breathing.

But Jane swallowed those small lips once more.

Her chest heaved even more intensely.

Jane adjusted the angle slightly by tilting the hand cradling Lily’s small head.

In response, Lily lifted her chin, her posture almost like she was hanging onto Jane.

“Jane, Jane…”

From her experiences with Lily so far, Jane had reached one conclusion.

The more physically strained Lily became, the more responsive she was.

The small, cute outsider feared the continuous waves of pleasure.

The pitiful reincarnator, transformed from a man into a woman, had confessed that she was afraid of losing herself.

What Lily didn’t realize was that the more she writhed in torment, the more of a pervert she became.

No-perhaps she did know.

She was just turning a blind eye to it.

“Hnn, Jane…”

The kisses continued, over and over, endlessly.

Even when Lily ran out of breath, even when tears spilled over, even when drool soaked her collar, Jane kept claiming her lips.

She nipped gently at her lips, bit lightly at her tongue-never enough to hurt.

When Jane’s tongue brushed the roof of her mouth, Lily’s delicate body shuddered.

Encouraged by her heightened sensitivity, Jane pushed further.

“Hahh, stop, stop!”

Overwhelmed by the relentless kissing, Lily finally pushed against Jane’s shoulders.

Fortunately, Jane yielded easily.

But the look in her eyes remained predatory.

“Hoo, huu…”

Lily panted heavily.

Jane placed a hand on her tunic.

The butterfly-shaped knot came undone with a single tug.

But Jane didn’t stop there-she pushed the fabric aside as well.

Lily’s white hair spilled loose, her round shoulders now exposed.

Unfortunately, her adorable chest was still hidden beneath her camisole.

But seeing her collarbones on full display, Jane swallowed hard.

Just a little should be fine.

-Peck

She pressed her lips against the smooth nape of Lily’s neck.

Sucking, nibbling, biting lightly.

Red marks bloomed across the pale skin in no time.

“Mmm…”

Jane let out a low moan as she admired the flowers she had planted.

Lewd.

She wanted to make her even lewder.

But she had promised.

With great effort, Jane restrained her bursting desire by pressing one last kiss against the rose-colored marks.

“Hihh!”

Whether she realized how close she had come to danger or not, Lily squirmed from the unbearable tickling.

“Eek!”

Jane’s hand slipped past her waist, trailing up her side to her ribs.

Then, with the tips of her nails, she lightly teased the soft flesh beneath Lily’s modest chest.

“Hnn…”

Lily let out a sweet moan at the teasing, insufficient stimulation.

Her eyes met Jane’s, dark with arousal.

“W-Wait, Jane.”

Interrupted mid-flow, Jane glared at her with clear dissatisfaction.

“…Why?”

Her voice was rough, almost growling, making Lily stammer out an excuse.

“Th-This time… I-I want to undress you.”

“Hmm…”

It was a clumsy, transparent attempt at stalling.

But Jane found even that adorable, so she nodded generously.

“Fine.”

Lily’s small hands touched Jane’s white shirt.

One by one, she undid the meticulously fastened buttons from the top down.

-Pop pop

Her original intention had been to buy time, to slow things down and regain her composure.

But the sound of each button coming undone seemed unnaturally loud.

Even though her body had changed to that of a woman, the software installed in her mind hadn’t been overwritten.

Men were weak to visual stimulation.

That was the one thing Lily had overlooked.

-Gulp

After helping Jane slip her arms out of the sleeves, Lily swallowed hard.

She stared at the white camisole-identical to hers, just larger-before slowly peeling it off.

Jane brushed aside her cascading black hair.

Lily’s golden eyes trembled uncontrollably.

She had never imagined undressing someone could feel this obscene.

Even with the corset still on, the sight of Jane’s bare upper chest nearly made her nose bleed.

Jane, who had been watching her silently, whispered:

“This one too.”

At the subtle urging, Lily’s trembling fingers undid the laces.

The thick fabric of the corset loosened bit by bit.

The restrained breasts were finally freed.

A sudden question crossed Lily’s mind.

“Isn’t it uncomfortable?”

The thick fabric cinching Jane’s slender waist seemed incomprehensible.

Why wear something that looked so suffocating?

Jane huffed at Lily’s wide-eyed curiosity.

“I can’t keep my chest in place otherwise. Fabric alone has its limits.”

Lily nodded, sympathizing with the complaints of someone blessed with large breasts-something she had never experienced.

But she wasn’t paying attention to Jane’s answer at all.

Her eyes were glued to the pale, bare chest right in front of her.

A heavenly sight she hadn’t seen in so long.

Jane gently cupped Lily’s chin, tilting it up.

Then, she whispered:

“Had enough rest?”

“Hahk!”

Their lips met again.

The wet, lewd sounds of their mingling saliva filled the air.

Their breathing grew ragged once more.

When Jane guided Lily’s wandering hands to her chest, her breathing noticeably steadied.

Seizing the moment, Jane stripped off Lily’s pants.

“Huhh?”

Left in nothing but her underwear, Lily let out a sound of confusion-which Jane swallowed with another kiss.

Then, she placed a hand on Lily’s soft lower abdomen.

“Hnn… smooch”

The warmth of her palm seeped into Lily’s skin.

The heat radiating against her sensitive belly melted the tension from her body, leaving her pliant.

Jane licked away the tears welling in Lily’s eyes as she moved slowly-agonizingly so.

Like a serpent coiling around its prey, she kept her promise.

Slowly.

“Hahh…”

Jane’s smile deepened as her spider-like fingers traced the curve of Lily’s mound.

She had discovered that one particular spot on Lily’s white drawers was already soaked.

Even though she had begged, saying she was scared and wanted to take it slow.

In the end, just these intoxicating kisses had been enough to make her wet.

How should she play with this insolent slave?

Jane began to indulge in delightful fantasies.