Ch.92Chapter 92. That’s the Thing (2)

“It was quite a tearful reunion.

Cuss didn’t seem particularly happy, but I noticed the corners of her mouth twitching upward.

Ms. Juliane was hugging Cuss so tightly she might crush her.

But suddenly, silence fell.

“Jinsoo, what are these numerous teeth marks and bruises on Cuss’s neck?”

“Ah.”

Only now did I notice.

The pressure marks and small bruises remaining on Cuss’s neck.

If those had been on her arms or legs, I could have made up an excuse about beating her like a dog on a rainy day, but the neck was different.

Leaving marks on the neck is generally accepted as evidence of possessiveness.

“Ms. Juliane. This is a misunderstanding.”

“Oh really? Then please explain it in a way that makes sense.”

“Well, you see…”

To explain this, I need to go back about 14 hours.

To yesterday evening.

*

“Hey. Stop fluttering around.”

“Hmm…”

In the cramped shower stall.

I stood behind Cuss, gathering her hair to wash it.

I’d been letting her shower alone, but I couldn’t help wondering if she was washing properly, so I had to check for myself.

‘It’s so silky.’

I wasn’t sure if she was washing it properly or if her hair just maintained its texture regardless, but it was still as fine as silk, unchanged from before.

Wet and drooping, it felt like I was holding soft silk in my hands.

The light color made it feel even more so.

Since I have terribly curly hair, this kind of hair was especially fascinating to me.

‘Damn, this is so hot.’

No matter how many times I saw it, it was the kind of hair that made me want to wrap it around and jerk off.

Since it’s white, would cum even show on it?

“Stop poking me, Jinsoo.”

“Poking? What?”

“My waist.”

“…”

Both my hands are touching your hair, what are you talking about?

I only understood what she meant when I looked down.

My third leg had risen and was pressing against Cuss’s waist.

“Ugh…”

The tentacle wiggled side to side as if urging me to move it away quickly.

I couldn’t bear this.

In the end, I had to wash her hair with my hips pulled far back.

“What are you doing, Jinsoo?”

“Nothing. Just looking.”

In the middle of washing, I found myself curious about her ears and caressed them.

They were small ears.

The earlobes were tiny, almost nonexistent.

I thought there wouldn’t be much to touch, but the outer part was soft and surprisingly pleasant to fiddle with.

No matter what, masturbating with ears would be too much, right?

“Uuugh… this feels strange…”

I grabbed Cuss’s shoulders to hold her still as she trembled.

Then I tried folding her ear forward, rubbing it, and even attempting to insert my finger into her ear canal.

Unable to resist the impulse, I bit her ear with my lips.

“Hak?!”

Cuss jumped up, breaking free from my grasp, and instantly covered her ears with her hands while moving away from me.

No matter how sensitive ears might be…

That reaction was comparable to when I pulled on her tentacle.

I wondered if her sensitivity had changed somewhat since her brain was switched.

“I told you it feels strange…!”

“Sorry, kid.”

“No, you don’t need to apologize…”

“…”

Cuss glared at me with teary eyes as if humiliated, but soon lowered her gaze.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

I thought Cuss had become much more human-like lately.

Seeing her say and think incomprehensible things, it was certainly true.

Women are creatures harder to understand than alien monsters anyway.

Now it was time to finish showering and get in the bathtub.

“Ahhhh… refreshing.”

“What exactly is refreshing… Jinsoo, either your language ability is broken or your sense of touch is broken, one of the two for sure.”

Maybe both.

You’ll understand what I’m saying when you grow up.

I was already in the bathtub, settled in.

Meanwhile, Cuss kept repeatedly dipping just her toes into the water and pulling them back out.

It was getting annoying.

“Come here!”

“Kyaak?!”

Splash!

I grabbed her waist and pulled her in, causing Cuss to lose her balance and fall butt-first into the bathtub.

Water splashed everywhere as her head briefly went underwater before resurfacing.

“Hahaha!”

“…”

Her neatly arranged hair fell forward again, making her look like a ghost with long hair covering her face.

How could I not laugh at that?

Cuss glared at me disapprovingly, then pushed her hair back and sat against the wall opposite from where I was sitting.

She seemed upset.

In the past, she would have bitten my arm out of irritation.

Fortunately, she was capable of learning.

We sat facing each other in the bathtub, letting our bodies soak in the warm water.

Apart from squabbling over whose legs would go on top where they overlapped, nothing much happened.

Of course, I ended up on top, overpowering her with force.

Weakling.

“How is it? Getting used to it now?”

“I still don’t understand. Why humans subject themselves to this torture.”

“Don’t you feel all your fatigue melting away?”

“I didn’t have any fatigue to begin with.”

“…”

What a child.

Not knowing the pleasure of bathing meant missing out on half of life’s joys.

Well, I figured she’d understand eventually.

It was a matter of preference, so I didn’t need to rush or force her.

“Hmm… ugh…”

“What are you doing?”

I had my eyes closed for a bit.

When I heard grunting from the other side, I had to open them again.

There I discovered Cuss, almost lying down in the tub, stretching her slender legs toward me.

She seemed to be aiming to touch my face with her foot.

“Just a little more…!”

“Hey. I can see everything.”

“What can you see?”

“Nothing.”

Thanks to her raising one leg, it was exposed.

Although it was submerged and looked blurry, I could clearly tell it was pink.

I was distracted by that magnificent view when:

“Got it!”

“Ugh.”

Cuss’s foot landed on my cheek.

It didn’t hurt, but it felt strangely unpleasant.

Unable to suppress the impulse, I grabbed her ankle firmly.

“Eh?”

“…”

Holding her ankle, I raised my upper body and leaned toward Cuss.

This positioned her with her shin almost touching her ear, leaning against the wall facing me.

It was strange that she didn’t complain of pain even once.

Incredibly flexible.

“W-what are you doing?”

“…”

When I just stared silently, Cuss stammered, perhaps feeling uneasy.

What was I doing?

It was obvious.

Ms. Juliane would arrive tomorrow.

So if I was going to make a move, it had to be today.

Today was the deadline.

Not too unripe.

And not too ripe either – the perfect state of fruit, slightly underripe with both softness and firmness coexisting – this was the only chance to taste it.

Who knew when Ms. Juliane would leave LA again?

“Jinsoo? Jin… mmm…”

I hooked my arm inside Cuss’s knee to hold it in place.

With her leg raised, I leaned in with my lips.

There was no resistance.

Cuss was actually lifting her head to meet me halfway.

Smooch… smooch…

“Haah…”

After our lips met and parted a few times, Cuss let out a yearning sound.

That melting expression.

That pleading voice.

Looking at this, she was undeniably a female.

“Hmmmm… Jinsoo…”

With her legs held firmly in place, Cuss raised her head as much as possible, acting coquettishly.

I thought she’d really grown to like kissing.

Well, who doesn’t like kissing?

“Mmm… chu…”

I decided to reward her patience.

Tilting my head, I pressed my lips against hers.

Her moist lips nibbled and rubbed against my lower lip.

Along with that, the tip of her tongue touched between my lips, then began to work its way inside.

Our tongues met and brushed against each other.

Soft rustling sounds escaped through the gap between our lips.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Cuss staring at me continuously with her head tilted, her gaze somehow mysterious.

When I came to my senses, Cuss had already wrapped her arms around the back of my neck, grabbing my head and pulling me in.

I tried to pull back slightly to control the pace, but felt resistance and noticed what was happening.

In the end, I had to stay pressed against her for quite some time, barely able to breathe properly.

I realized she really enjoyed rubbing tongues.

A quiet, static kiss.

Not my preference, but not bad in its own way.

“Puhaaa…”

Feeling short of breath, I forcibly pulled my lips away.

Cuss then inhaled and exhaled deeply, panting repeatedly.

Like a dog about to die from heat.

Or more accurately, a dog in heat.

Either way, just watching her like this was certainly torturous.

I felt my heart pounding as I swallowed.

“Jinsoo… kiss…”

Watching Cuss repeatedly lifting her head, begging for kisses, intensified my sense of depravity.

She really didn’t know anything.

She was just a kid wanting pleasant kisses.

And here I was, trying to drag her into an unknown world.

Damn.

So fucking hot.

False rape accusations?

If they turned out to be true, there’d be nothing to feel wronged about.

“Jinsoo?”

“…”

When I didn’t respond and just stayed still, Cuss tilted her head, perhaps sensing something was off.

Her expression was pure innocence.

Then she reached out to caress my cheek and smiled.

“Jinsoo. It’s okay.”

“What?”

“Anything is fine if it’s you. I can accept anything, whatever it is.”

“…”

Ah. Damn.”