Chapter 30 : It hurts, I said it hurts!

“Ugh…”

“Driving me crazy.”

There’s someone who looks at my body with desire.

Her eyes reflected the boiling heat in her heart.

Facing that deep lust, a sense of superiority began to burn inside me.

Yena had her hands on either side of my head.

Every time our eyes met, it felt like her thoughts were transmitting to me.

With a pretty face that could make anyone fall at first sight.

Studying, sports, money—there’s nothing she lacks.

And yet, this perfect human was focusing all her nerves on bringing me down.

The corners of my lips naturally curled up.

I met her gaze head-on and provoked her.

“What? You tempted?”

“…Keep talking like that.”

“Heh, what’s that supposed to mean?”

The brief feeling of embarrassment was soon buried under a strange heat.

I wanted to dye those burning eyes with flustered panic.

Since I could feel her intense desire for me, I wanted to play with her too.

What could I do to make Yena panic?

Maybe I should just follow my instincts for now.

“You like this, don’t you?”

“…”

I grabbed one of the hands by my head and pulled it toward my mouth.

Yena’s eyes widened slightly, as if surprised.

A tugging sensation rose from my lower stomach.

Instinctively, I crossed and rubbed my thighs together.

A pleasant thrill filled the lower half of my body.

I brought her finger to my lips and pressed down.

Her flustered expression was right in front of me.

“Ah—”

“Are you serious—”

“Hahp.”

I took half her finger into my mouth.

Her usually relaxed finger felt stiff inside, filling my mouth.

I wasn’t entirely used to it yet, but I forced myself to act skilled, wrapping my tongue around it.

A faint body wash scent lingered on Yena.

“Schlurp, chup.”

“…Hah.”

“Mmh, hng…”

I moved my tongue around while staring at her.

Surprisingly, Yena didn’t react much.

She just watched quietly, as if waiting to see how far I’d go.

‘So that’s how it is?’

I swallowed her finger deep into my throat.

The base of her finger touched my lips.

When it brushed against my uvula, I coughed.

“Kgh—! Kehk, kuh…!”

“Hayul! Spit it out, don’t force yourself! Quick!”

But the results were clear.

Yena looked utterly lost as she weakly pulled the back of my neck.

I gripped her arm tightly and resisted.

She wasn’t pulling hard, so I could hold on just fine.

The finger digging deep into my throat felt intense.

Her bouncy reaction made me feel even better.

The corners of my eyes curved, and a small laugh escaped.

“…Yeah. That’s how it is.”

“Ngh, schlrp…! Kehk, geh—!”

“You’re really in heat today, huh?”

Yena, now more confident, bent her finger deliberately.

“Chlrp, hngk—?!”

The hooked tip pressed firmly against the inside of my tongue.

My breath hitched, and my back straightened instantly.

Her curled finger began circling and rubbing relentlessly.

My jaw trembled slightly, and my eyes flew wide open.

Luckily, her short nails didn’t leave any scratches.

Even I was startled by my own reaction, and my grip on her arm loosened slightly.

“Oh? Where’d all that confidence go just now?”

“Nngh…”

Yena stared at me with expectant eyes.

Just a moment ago, I was in control—but now, the tables had turned with just a slight move.

Defiance surged, and I snapped back to focus.

I grabbed her other arm and pulled it down, my hands slightly shaky.

“Hah. What’re you doing?”

“Schlop. Nngh.”

She let herself be dragged down without resistance.

Half-leaning forward, Yena had both arms seized by me.

She adjusted her posture uncomfortably, then draped one thigh over my leg.

“Spread them. It’s uncomfortable.”

“Ngh…?”

“Hurry. I gave you my hands, didn’t I?”

What does that have to do with anything?

Her knee rubbed against my thigh, sending dizzying sparks through me.

One wrong move, and it might reach somewhere more intimate.

I ignored her words and moved on to my next plan.

I pulled her hovering arm down and pressed it against my chest.

“Nghh…”

“What the… hell?”

Almost instantly, Yena squeezed my chest tightly.

Even she seemed slightly surprised by her own actions.

The knee that had been threatening to spread my thighs suddenly froze.

“Hah, heh…”

I felt the control shifting back to me.

Burning satisfaction flooded my mind as I interlaced our fingers.

Holding the back of her hand, I guided her movements as I pleased.

“You crazy…”

The black scrap of fabric that barely functioned as underwear.

I placed our stacked hands over it.

Pushing outward, a faint sense of release spread through my chest.

Yena’s fingertips landed precisely on the pink peaks.

“You… filthy bitch…”

“Ngk—! Hup!”

Can’t you speak nicely?

I lightly bit her in response.

Her fingers didn’t even twitch.

Was she enduring, or just not feeling it?

That thought flickered through my mind before—

I glanced at Yena’s expression.

“—Kghk?!”

A sudden sensation sent a shudder through my chest.

Looking down, I saw Yena pinching and twisting my nipple harshly.

Our eyes met—hers filled with a terrifying glint.

A gut feeling told me something had gone very wrong.

“Let me teach you some manners, bitch… Schlrp! Chlurp…!”

“Kgh—! Hah! S-Stop! Ahhk, hyah—?!”

Yena sucked on my nipple like a vacuum cleaner.

Without an ounce of care, she violated my chest, drawing out vulgar sounds.

Unable to bear the mix of pain and pleasure shooting through my brain, I spat out her finger.

She took that as permission to grab my other breast.

Skillfully pushing aside the fabric, she trapped the nipple between two fingers.

A hand smeared with saliva is roughly rubbed and applies stickiness to sensitive areas.

One nipple is sucked so hard it feels like it might tear off, while the other is pressed and twisted sideways.

“Ngh?! W-wait, be gentle, huaaak! St-stop!”

A tingling sensation, like an electric current jumping.

Yena’s body jerked so hard her knees trembled.

The lost hand moved to the back of Yena’s head.

The position resembled a tight breastfeeding embrace.

“Ugh, kyaah! Ah, n-nothing, noth—eheuk…! It’s not coming out!”

“Schlurp, schlup!”

I must’ve spread my legs without realizing.

Yena’s thigh was wedged deep between my legs.

My hips moved on their own, grinding against the slick, wet flesh.

“It hurts, it hurts! Ngh?!”

Even when I hit Yena’s shoulder, she showed no intention of stopping.

Not that I had the strength to hit her properly anyway.

In the end, I gave up and wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her close.

“Hik! Gyah… eek!”

All I could do was tremble and take in her desire each time she exerted force.

In my own petty revenge, I secretly bounced my hips, using her thigh as a toy.

It was an instinctive movement.

The sticky, fluid-covered leg felt obscenely real.

What was once pure pain gradually twisted into pleasure.

The speed of her violation grew faster.

‘Just a little more… just a little more…’

Had she noticed I’d stopped resisting?

Her fingers no longer moved.

Even the sucking grew weaker.

‘O-oh, I’m coming…!’

The moment everything peaked—all sensation vanished.

Like stepping off a cliff, everything disappeared.

I frantically rubbed my hips up and down, but all I felt was air.

“Eh…?”

“Ha. What do you think you’re doing?”

Yena pulled her hands from my chest and sat up, straightening her back.

The arm around her neck loosened and dropped onto the bed.

My empty nipples tingled.

My hands kept wanting to reach for my chest.

With superhuman patience, I held back and tried to think of what to say next.

Only then did I notice my tongue hanging out, long and slick.

The moment I felt drool dripping down my chin, I quickly sucked it back in.

“Schlup, huu… W-what nonsense. You—you forced me…”

“Hayul.”

“W-what?! Why?! Do you know how…! Scared I was…”

Her voice dropped low as she called my name.

No matter how much I stammered excuses, her gaze didn’t waver.

Sharp, as if demanding a confession.

She leaned down, inching closer.

Uneasy, I raised a hand to block her view.

“You really think you can play dumb?”

“W-what…?”

“Oh? Then…”

Yena curled her lips into a chilling smile.

Then she grabbed my shielding hand and pulled it down.

“Mwah… mwah… mwah…”

“Eek…!”

One by one, she planted tender kisses along my fingers.

My fingertips trembled as if they’d become erogenous zones.

Then, on her knees, she crawled even closer.

She lifted a knee and gently pressed it against the center of my chest.

I shivered as her knee slid between my breasts.

She rubbed lightly, then lifted it again.

A translucent string stretched between her knee and my chest.

A sticky fluid, thicker than spit, left trails on my pale skin.

“…What’s this?”

There was no way I didn’t know.

Just moments ago, grinding against her firm knee—

That was… my, uh… pussy’s fluid.

In other words, ‘arousal juice.’

“Ah, you knew—”

“Option one, option two.”

“Huh?”

“Pick.”

She lowered her knee again, smearing my chest.

Her knee spread the thick, honey-like fluid evenly.

“A hint, gulp. At least give me a hint.”

“Hmm… really?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Fine. Let’s do both.”

“W-wait?! Why does it end up like—”

Rustle—

The white fabric around her hips loosened.

The robe fell open, revealing bare skin underneath.

Words failed me.

The first time she’d shown me her bare body.

Uneasy, I glanced at her face.

Not sure if it was good, but lasers might as well be shooting from her eyes.

She moved down and slid a leg between mine.

The same sensation as before—my hips instinctively rubbed.

“Haaah…”

“Damn.”

“N-no, I didn’t…!”

‘What the hell am I doing?!’

Heat rushed to my face.

I immediately covered myself with a hand.

My panties were already soaked beyond reuse.

My palm felt the thick, sticky fluid.

“D-don’t look…”

“…Not moving your hand?”

“I—eek…”

“Three, two, one—”

“Fine! I get it, damn it…!”

Legs clamped together, I slowly raised my hands.

Of course, every movement made her knee more noticeable.

‘One more time…?’

Keeping my hips still, I flexed just my legs.

Her knee pressed deeper, sending pleasure through me.

A quick glance at Yena—she didn’t seem to notice.

“Give me your hand.”

“Okay…”

I hesitantly offered one.

“Both.”

“Both…? Why—kyah?!”

“Still pretending you don’t get it?”

Now familiar, Yena gripped both my wrists in one hand.