Ch.124Trigger (3)

Sylvia blushed as she slowly spread her legs.

Even after mixing their bodies together several times already, it seemed she was still embarrassed to fully expose her dripping womanhood with her legs spread wide open, as if urging him on.

However, to him, that sight looked unbearably lovable.

It wasn’t because of her lewd appearance and movements that drove him crazy beyond rational thought, nor was it because of her vulva that had turned red like a dainty raspberry against her snow-white, smooth skin.

It was because she was so adorable trying to endure her embarrassment by turning her eyes away and biting her lips, all while showing him her vulnerable side.

The sight of Sylvia—who could easily reject him, overpower him, or even tie him up and confine him like yesterday if she wanted—submissively surrendering her body to him filled him with satisfaction and stimulated his desire to conquer.

His violent desires that even he had never known throughout his life.

This was what made him her prisoner—the way she awakened these desires in him and wanted to receive all of his passion with her body.

He pressed his thumb firmly against the small, twitching nub protruding from Sylvia’s womanhood.

Her waist shot up in response to the stimulation, offering no resistance.

Even the way her elastic female body writhed violently was so endearing.

“Ahnn, haah… Ash, please… stop teasing…”

“…”

“Aah, nngh, kuh,”

As if listening to exquisite music, he closed his eyes and enjoyed Sylvia’s moans while tapping her nub with his thumb.

It felt like he was playing Sylvia like a beautiful instrument.

He deliberately spoke slowly, at a very leisurely pace.

“Sylvia. One last time, I’ll ask you once more…”

“Nngh, ungh, hnn…”

Sylvia could barely respond, only managing to nod her head slightly as she looked at him with tear-filled eyes.

At that cute sight, he smiled mischievously and dragged out the moment once more.

“You’ll answer me, right?”

“I’ll… answer, haanng, I will, hnn…”

“Hmm?”

“I will… I’ll tell you… I’ll tell you anything… Please, stop torturing me… Do it quickly,”

It was a satisfying answer, starting with a tearful plea and ending with a voice close to a scream, filled with moans of pleasure that reflexively escaped between her words.

He nodded and asked.

“Are you really okay with getting pregnant? Really okay with having my child…”

“Yes, it’s fine! I want to have a baby, I want to have Ash’s baby, so hurry, hurry, put it in… I’m going crazy…”

“Put what in?”

Sylvia parted her lips slightly and stuck out her tongue a little.

Or more accurately, it looked like it was hanging out.

A thread of saliva connected between her lips and tongue, with hot breath scattering through the gap.

Similarly, hot steam was puffing out from her vagina, which was being pressed under his thumb.

“Ash’s cock, thrust it deep into my pussy…”

In truth, this teasing had become a little game between them, almost a habit.

She always begged him like this.

Though she always appeared shy before actual sex began, with her confidently leading him, once the lovemaking started, it was usually Sylvia who was first overwhelmed by waves of pleasure.

Of course, every time our bodies intertwined, I too felt a soul-extracting pleasure enveloping my entire body, but seeing her like this made me think that the pleasure she felt might be even greater than mine.

Perhaps for Sylvia, who had endured only pain alone in this forest for a long time without any joy, the pleasure and happiness I offered was too stimulating.

Normally, or even until the day before yesterday, I might have just been grateful that I could give her pleasure.

But now it was different.

Because of what happened with Alice, and how she forcibly explored my sleeping body to fill this hot vagina with my semen, my feelings had definitely changed from before.

“Hah,”

I felt indignant toward Sylvia.

It wasn’t that I disliked her or was disappointed in her—it wasn’t that kind of negative feeling—but something in my mind felt like it was crumbling.

Indignant.

No other word came to mind to describe this feeling.

“Sylvia, you’re a complete pervert,”

“Hmm…?”

“You’re the Hero, everyone outside this forest praises you as a hero,”

“Ash…?”

“But here you are, begging me for my cock.”

“Ah, nngh,”

“Aren’t you ashamed? Look at this even now. You’re dripping wet while I’m talking.”

“Ahnng… Ash, hurry.”

“…”

I realized what had crumbled and disappeared in my mind.

That thing that had been wearing away since our first sex seemed to have completely vanished from the point I stopped using honorifics with her.

Conscience, self-restraint, consideration, respect.

All those kind feelings one should have for a loved one, those soft, fluffy emotions like wool, had all crumbled away.

With all of them gone, only one emotion remained in the large void, growing bigger.

“Yes,”

It was affection.

Only a massive affection remained, accompanied by violent desire and possessiveness.

“I’ll get you pregnant,”

*

I never checked her complexion.

There were no whispers of love, no gentle caresses of her cheek.

Anyway, judging by the ecstatic cries bursting from her mouth, she didn’t seem to have the luxury for words.

I hugged one of Sylvia’s legs, which was raised toward the ceiling, with one arm and repeatedly thrust my lower abdomen between her spread thighs.

Sylvia tried to suppress her moans through clenched teeth, but soon opened her mouth again, repeatedly letting out sounds close to screams.

As always, our sex was loud.

It was because we knew well that there was no one else around us.

Rather, in this remote place devoid of human presence, we shared our love by loudly broadcasting our desires and pleasures in all directions.

“You’re really… so lewd, Sylvia.”

The hot and sticky flesh inside Sylvia’s soft pussy was comfortably pressing against every surface of my cock.

When we first did it, it was tight enough to hurt, but now it seemed to have changed to perfectly fit the shape of mine.

The intense stimulation of the firm vaginal walls scraping against the glans was gone now, but the moist flesh embraced the entire shaft without any gaps, squeezing it like sucking on candy, which actually felt much better.

Moreover, that something firm yet soft that I hit every time I thrust deep inside.

Watching her whole body heave greatly whenever I aimed for that spot and thrust my hips strongly was an unbearable pleasure.

“Ahak, ha, I’m dying, I feel like I’m going to die.”

Sylvia barely managed to utter those words between her moans.

But I didn’t stop.

No, I gritted my teeth and pushed my lower abdomen more forcefully, deeper between her spread legs.

After all, my thin waist strength wouldn’t break her.

Sylvia made a strange sound like “ook,” then threw her head back and trembled all over.

The tips of her feet, hanging from her leg pointed toward the ceiling, were stretched straight along the line of her leg and convulsed incessantly.

Worried she might get cramps all over her body, I pushed my hips to reach the deepest part, then slowly lowered her leg.

“Angh, ahnng…”

“…Whew,”

I slowly lowered my upper body toward her still slightly convulsing body.

Lower abdomen, abdomen, solar plexus, chest.

As the surface of skin contact with her gradually increased, her face came closer.

Her beautiful golden hair was disheveled, with several strands stuck to her cheeks, wet with sweat.

Her lips, which had been pouring out moans without rest, were stupidly open, gasping for breath.

Traces of tears could be seen on her tightly closed eyes.

Silently placing my hand on her cheek, I wiped away her tears with the thumb that had been tormenting her clitoris. Sylvia slowly opened her eyes and gave me a dreamy gaze.

I brushed aside her messy hair and said.

“You said you want to get pregnant.”

“…Yes, I want to. I want to have your child, Ash…”

“But I don’t think I’m done yet,”

“Ha… haah… Ash…”

“Yes,”

Sylvia closed her eyes gently and nuzzled her cheek against my hand.

Then, turning her head slightly, she licked my hand and said.

“Why haven’t you come yet?”

“…Hmm?”

“Are you… tired of my body now? Does it not feel good anymore?”

“Sylvia,”

“Yes?”

“Are you crazy?”

I put my hand under Sylvia’s head and slowly lifted it.

Though she showed a surprised look, she also very naturally closed her eyes and parted her lips.

It was a movement so ingrained in her body, as if we had repeated it hundreds of times.

Her lips and tongue, which smoothly welcomed my invading tongue, melted against me with a sweet taste.

Like a mashed potato, her tongue felt like it was properly crumbling as it touched mine, completely softened and melting.

Her mouth was as sticky as her hot hole below.

Although I had decided to finish inside her today, I was sure I would be just as satisfied ending in this mouth.

As I slowly pulled away, her tongue, as if reluctant to part, caressed my lips until the end, like the lingering touch of a departing woman.

Looking down at Sylvia’s expression, dazed with either ecstasy or dreaminess, I murmured softly.

“I’m holding back because I want to do it longer, because I don’t want to separate from Sylvia.”

Sylvia slowly shook her head and said.

“Don’t hold back, do whatever you want, come inside me a lot. And then… do it again.”

Perhaps Sylvia was considering what words would make me happy.

Her requests were so devoted that they felt almost too convenient for a man.

I nodded.

Sylvia slowly pulled her legs up and wrapped them around my back.

I grabbed her large breasts and slowly started moving my hips again.

Sylvia’s body, heaving in rhythm with my hip movements, once again convulsed with joy and pleasure, and those subtle yet intense tremors were vividly transmitted to her insides as well.

The vaginal walls that had been softly embracing my member began to writhe.

It felt like a thick hand squeezing the entire shaft up and down.

Her vagina, undulating incessantly from outside to inside, was clearly moving to receive my semen.

Having never been in a woman’s body, I didn’t know whether these movements were intentional or if her body was responding on its own, but what was certain was that both she and her body were desperate to have my child.

I couldn’t fully express how much joy that fact gave me.

Was it because of that joy, or because I finally couldn’t hold back from the continued stimulation?

A tingling sensation like an electric shock flashed from the tip of my glans down the shaft to my testicles, and soon the tip of my glans began to tickle.

The end was approaching.

I bit my lip once.

Sylvia didn’t miss this change in me.

“Do it… come inside… quickly, quickly… I want to drink Ash’s cock juice with my pussy…”

“…Sylvia.”

“I love you. I love you, Ash.”

I was finally ready to respond to her passionate courtship.

I must survive.

I must survive somehow.

If I could regain my freedom, build a family, raise children,

And if I could continue to mix bodies with Sylvia like this forever,

If I could just do that, I felt like I could do anything.

And finally,

With a great sense of release, I ejaculated inside her.

“Ack, nngh, hnn,”

All ten of her fingers gripped my back tightly.

I could feel her nails digging into my curved back.

But I didn’t care and pushed my back as far back as possible.

It was to thrust my pelvis, no, my cock, as deep as possible into the depths of her womb.

My shaft pulsated incessantly up and down.

With each throb, lava-like semen gushed from the tip of my glans.

“Haah, nngh Ash… it’s warm, it’s filling me up inside…”

“…Sylvia.”

I remained rigid until the ejaculation was complete.

Only after all the discharge was finished could I slowly start moving again, caressing Sylvia’s cheek.

Sylvia looked at me with moist, dreamy eyes while taking my thumb into her mouth.

I knew it and was prepared for it,

But now, at this moment facing those beautiful yet ominous red eyes, I suddenly realized once more.

I cannot escape from her.

Ever.