Chapter 75: Poar (11)

Creak, creak, creak

Was it because of the early evening spent dozing? Was it because of the strange sound scraping the floor? When I opened my eyes to the chilly air, a dark blue, old room came into view.

Charlie scratched his head and got up. Hanson was sleeping next to him. Looking at his large nose and shaggy beard fluttering as he breathed heavily, Charlie felt a little scared by the neighborhood folks’ comments that he resembled his father.

“The bathroom…”

Charlie mumbled as he got up, gazing blankly at Hanson’s face. He needed to pee. Clutching the waistband of his pants, he left the room, but there was no space that looked like a bathroom in the old hallway. Thinking hard, he vaguely recalled seeing a bathroom on the first floor.

As soon as he stepped into the hallway, the air changed. Lorena’s house, which he frequented, showed a different face when seen in the pre-dawn hours. In the dim, eerie atmosphere that felt like demons might jump out, Charlie swallowed hard and had to tread carefully.

Creak, creak, creak

Charlie could guess the source of the strange sound coming from downstairs. It sounded like a witch laughing, but it was the sound of furniture being dragged across the old floorboards. He remembered hearing this sound when he visited Lorena’s house and she moved the sofa.

Were they moving furniture at this hour? Charlie thought nothing of it and walked down the hallway. Lorena’s door came into view.

Forgetting about the bathroom, Charlie carefully opened the door. The door was slightly ajar, so by sheer chance, he peeked inside. No one was there. Scratching his head, Charlie entered the room, clutching his pounding heart, and looked at the sword and armor inside.

The meticulously polished sword and the armor perfectly fitted to her build were things Jack had commissioned for Lorena before he succumbed to alcohol and gambling, they said. She had cherished this sword and armor, received as a birthday gift, and promised she would definitely become a knight.

[Things I don’t need anymore.]

Lorena had said so herself. According to the townspeople, Lorena couldn’t become a knight. Charlie knew well why Lorena couldn’t become a knight. It was because Jack had been kicked out of his knight position for taking bribes.

Whether the bribery charges were true or not, the child of a knight who retired in disgrace could never become a knight. It was then that Charlie promised Lorena he would become a knight.

[Then I’ll become a knight instead. I, I’ll become a knight and make Lo, Lorena happy!]

[Thank you.]

At that moment, hearing Charlie’s words, Lorena smiled thankfully. Charlie felt that their hearts had connected then. He felt they had become closer, communicating emotions that couldn’t be expressed in words.

“Ah, the bathroom…”

The sword’s scabbard that touched Charlie’s fingertips was cold and hard enough to snap him out of his thoughts. As the solid texture spread through his fingertips, Charlie felt the urge to pee again. Looking around the room, Charlie clutched his pants again and headed downstairs to find the bathroom.

Creak, creak, creak

The sound of the sofa scraping the floor grew louder. What on earth was Lorena doing downstairs? Would she think of him as a child if she saw him going to the bathroom in the middle of the night? Although he was a child, Charlie hated being treated like one, so he carefully stepped towards the stairs.

As if a ballerina performing a dance move, he extended his toes, lightly touching the surface as if testing the water, and moved his body gently, holding onto the banister so as not to put weight on his steps. Gradually, gradually, descending silently, the scene of the living room came into view.

The living room, after the party, was a mess. Stains from food and scattered liquor bottles were brightly illuminated. The mess, so bad you’d believe it was robbed, was enough to make even Charlie shake his head.

Creak, creak, creak

And there, on the sofa placed beneath the window, lay Lorena. Charlie held his breath and looked at Lorena’s face. Under the moonlight, Lorena’s face was more beautiful than usual, and sweat trickled down her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed red, and strange moans escaped her lips.

“Hnngh…! Hhht…! Heung…!”

Lorena wasn’t alone on the sofa. Above her body, Evan could be seen moving, bathed in moonlight. Lorena’s pants were half-pulled down, revealing her buttocks, and Evan was vigorously bumping his flesh between her neatly joined thighs. Every time her buttocks and thighs collided with a ‘slap’ sound, moans escaped Lorena’s lips.

“Hhuk…! Eut…! Ah…!”

Evan occasionally gasped for breath while stroking Lorena’s face with one hand. Charlie couldn’t understand what Evan and Lorena were doing right now. He couldn’t comprehend why her pants were off, or why Evan was moving on top of her, even as he watched.

“Ah…! E-Evan…! Eut…! Wh-what are you… doing…?”

Just then, Lorena slowly opened her eyes and looked at Evan. Her top was also half-undone, revealing her undergarments, and her legs were awkwardly held together. Evan, thrusting deep and moving his body, didn’t stop even at Lorena’s question.

Charlie heard Evan say, touching Lorena’s cheek.

“We’re doing something fun.”

“Eut…! Eut…! F-fun…? Ah…!”

As Lorena spoke, Evan lowered his hips and then thrust them forward rapidly, like flicking his wrist. Evan’s body pressed tightly against Lorena’s, and she arched her back, opening her mouth. Charlie had never seen such an expression on Lorena before. That expression, flushed crimson and lost in pleasure, was the look of a ‘woman’ he had never seen before.

“I-it feels strange…! My lower belly…! Ah…!”

“It’s okay. You’ll feel better if we do it a little longer.”

Evan said that as he completely pulled off Lorena’s pants. Charlie watched, holding his breath. The pants fell to the floor, followed by Lorena’s panties. Evan pressed down on her completely bare thighs and thrust into her again between her spread legs.

“Ah…!”

“Spread your legs a little wider.”

“L-like this… Aah…! S-suddenly like that…! Eut…! Mmm…!”

“This way feels even better.”

As Evan began to circle his hips, Lorena bit into a pillow and covered her mouth. Her unfocused eyes welled up with moisture, and Evan, smiling, grabbed Lorena’s breasts.

Breasts. The undergarment fell away from the breasts Charlie had wanted to touch. Her bra rolled onto the floor, and Evan’s chest began to knead her ample breasts like dough. Her firm nipples hardened and pointed under the moonlight, and sweat beaded on her chest.

“Ah…! Aahng…! E-Evan…!”

“Feels good, right?”

“I-I don’t know…! This is my first time…! Haaht…!”

“It’s okay. It really is.”

Evan turned Lorena’s body sideways in a gentle tone. Charlie couldn’t help but gasp. Lorena’s breasts and her smooth pubic area were facing him. Flustered and blushing, Charlie started heading back up the stairs.

He no longer thought about the bathroom. Charlie felt his heart pounding, and at the same time, a vague sadness overwhelmed him. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt like he had lost Lorena.

Creak, creak

“Ah…! Aah…! Aueuk…! Evan…! Wait…! I-I think… something’s about to come out…!”

“It’s okay. Just relax.”

Creak, creak

“Aah…! Eu, eut…! E-Evan…! Ah…! Aah…! Aueuk…!”

“Hoo…!”

Creak

The trembling of their bodies, the gasping breaths, the sighs of pleasure, the slick, sweat-soaked skin clinging together. The explicit scene remained vividly in his mind even with his eyes closed.

The night was long. Dawn had arrived, but Charlie felt he wouldn’t be able to sleep. Charlie walked towards Lorena’s room again. Sweet conversation continued from downstairs.

“Lorena. Stick your butt out this way.”

“L-like this?”

Charlie opened the door. Lorena’s sword and armor were still there. Charlie absentmindedly fiddled with the sword’s scabbard.

“Ah…! Ah, it feels like it’s deeper than before…! Ah…!”

Back then, what did Charlie say to Lorena?

[Then I’ll become a knight instead. I, I’ll become a knight and make Lo, Lorena happy!]

And what did Lorena say?

“Aah…! Eut…! Ah, th-this pose is embarrassing…! Eut…! My, my butt…! It’s all visible…!”

“It’s okay, you’re pretty here too.”

He couldn’t remember. Charlie was stroking the sword, and he thought they had shared some beautiful emotion then.

And Lorena was pressed against Evan, engaging in some strange act Charlie didn’t understand. A very strange act of rubbing against each other and panting.

“Aah…! Aah…! Aueuk…! I-I think I’m gonna… cum again…! Ah…!”

But it wasn’t true. The emotion he thought he shared with Lorena didn’t exist anywhere. The surface of the scabbard at his fingertips was cold and hard enough to bring him back to his senses. Charlie had to hold back tears.

Because he was a man.

Men don’t cry over things like this.

“I-I should sleep…”

Charlie said that and walked away. Through the crack in the door, Lorena’s voice still leaked out.

“Are you… doing it again? Ah…!”

Charlie covered his ears and hugged Hanson tightly.

“Hhuk…”

Tears welled up.

Unmanly, though.