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Condom.

A male contraceptive device used during intercourse to prevent accidental pregnancy.

The material is rubber… I think?

Anyway, that’s roughly the extent of what I know about condoms.

Oh, and one more thing.

“…Mmh… Pff….”

I don’t know the exact reason,

but whenever a condom is put on, it’s always held between the lips first, then slowly rolled onto the dick like a blowjob.

In 2D comics.

In 3D videos.

Same thing.

“Phew… Ugh, it’s not going on well… Sorry….”

“…It’s fine. If it’s too hard, you can just use your hands instead of your mouth.”

“Ah, okay….”

But since this was my first time, I failed to put it on completely.

Even though I endured the discomfort of something poking at my throat, my first attempt only managed to get it halfway down.

…So embarrassing, seriously.

If I ever get used to this kind of thing,

will I be able to put a condom on properly in one go…?

“…Done.”

“Good job. For a first try.”

“…….”

I thought all the warmth from earlier had disappeared, but Seo Jin was smiling at me again, gentle as ever.

Because he kept stroking my hair so tenderly, it got a little messy.

…It’s kind of funny.

In all my life, I don’t remember ever being babied this much, not even by my parents.

Maybe if it were some elderly person, but for a guy the same age as me, twenty years old, to treat me like this…

Ah, no, I don’t mean that I hate being petted by you or anything?

I just wish you’d be a little more careful when touching my ears—not that I’m telling you to stop.

…So, just a little more…

“Alright, then….”

“…….”

But,

just because I stay quiet doesn’t mean he can read my mind.

…Even though my tail wags like crazy every time he strokes my head,

he’s not a beastman—just a regular human. And not even one who’s ever had a pet. There’s no way he’d pick up on that signal.

If he could, he’d be a mind reader, not some school nurse. What a waste of talent.

With that tiny grudge in mind, I flick my lion ears for a moment.

Kneeling on the floor to put the condom on him,

I’m suddenly—

“…Hey, where are your hands—?!”

—lifted up by Seo Jin, who’s grinning.

Ah, “lifted” might not be the right word.

Pulled to my feet.

Yeah, that sounds more accurate.

…The problem is,

he did it by shoving both hands under my armpits like I’m some grown woman.

“Y-Your hands… Ngh…!”

“…….”

Wait, wait—don’t move your hands.

I’ve been crazy ticklish since I was a kid…!

Ugh…

A-And besides, you could’ve just told me to stand up. Why go out of your way to pull me up like this?

Seriously, treating me like some kid…

“You need to stand up first. …You and I are about to have sex, you know.”

“…….”

…Okay, maybe not just like a kid.

The way he’s looking at me—

so tenderly, yet with eyes full of desire.

No way that’s just treating me like a kid.

It’s just,

he wants to have sex with me—

with Han Si-ah—

as soon as possible.

That brutally honest desire makes it hard to meet his gaze.

…All I can do is squirm and look away.

“…You looked insanely hot from above, but seeing you up close like this is driving me crazy….”

“H-Huh? What’s… …Ah.”

As he pulls my hesitant body tightly against him, I end up plopping lightly onto his lap, where he’s sitting at the edge of the bed.

Because of that, my chest—peeking out from between my uniform buttons—presses firmly against his, distorting its shape.

And against my lower stomach, still hidden by my uniform,

I can feel the hard, scorching heat of him.

…Exactly where,

I imagined it pounding into me.

Deeper than my fantasies,

pounding into me.

“…D-Do you… like my chest?”

“…What guy wouldn’t? Whether they prefer small or big, tastes differ, but still.”

“…….”

Embarrassed, I steer the topic there—but as Seo Jin answers, my focus drifts back to the heat against my lower stomach.

Even now, it’s lightly brushing just below my navel,

so if he were to push inside me like this…

…….

…Wow.

Wow…

“Well, personally, I think bigger is better.”

“…Ah, wait….”

Lost in my own shameful fantasies, I barely register his fingers suddenly gripping and kneading my chest—

not like the crude groping in porn,

nor the innocent caresses in Yozora’s recommended romance stories,

but more like he’s sizing me up,

his touch lacking the usual tenderness.

…And yet, absurdly,

that single rough, impolite act makes my heart feel like it’s about to burst.

The pounding reverberates

all the way to my eardrums.

“D-Don’t touch me like that….”

“…Does it hurt?”

“Not exactly, just…”

“Embarrassed?”

Please, don’t let him hear.

If he hears it, I swear I’ll bite my tongue and die.

With that thought, I slowly nod.

Hoping he’ll stop touching my chest.

Hoping it’ll hide the sound of my racing heart.

…But,

I’m wrong.

“…For someone who’s embarrassed, you seem to be enjoying it quite a bit.”

“…Huh? What do you… I-I’ve never…”

“Really?”

“Nngh…?!”

I’ve been caught.

The fact that I felt satisfied when he stroked me tenderly.

The fact that I got turned on when he pulled me up.

The fact that I got excited imagining how deep his dick would reach inside me.

The fact that just having my chest grabbed made my panties damp.

And now, my heart keeps threatening to burst.

…Right now,

under Seo Jin’s unusually teasing gaze,

just from him pinching my pink nipples,

my shoulders tremble,

Hah, hah…

as I let out shameless breaths.

I don’t know which part he’s figured out,

or if he’s figured out everything,

but it’s too late.

I’ve been caught.

“…Do you hate being touched like this because it hurts?”

“Hahh… Hngh….”

He’s not really asking.

Not really asking if it hurts.

He’s telling me not to lie—

when just having my nipples pinched is bringing me to the edge.

“…Answer me, Si-ah. Do you hate it because it hurts?”

“I-It’s… ngh….”

…You’re really,

really mean.

If you’d kept touching me while asking, I could’ve just moaned in response.

But after making my nipples stiff, you stop all stimulation and just stare at me?

You want to hear me say it out loud, don’t you?

…That it feels good when you touch me.

How am I supposed to say that honestly?

You jerk.

“…I-I don’t… hate it….”

“…Yeah?”

When I answer in a crawling voice, Seo Jin’s expression softens with satisfaction.

Not the answer he wanted, but it’s not bad either.

That’s the vibe.

“…Then I guess… I’ll stop playing with your chest for now.”

“…….”

Relieved that this embarrassing moment is over,

but also feeling a strange sense of loss—

“…Get on your stomach. I’ll fuck you just like you imagined.”

“……. ….”

…An unbelievably,

unbelievably flustering statement,

delivered in a voice lower than usual.

“W-Wha—”

“…You’ve been pressing against your lower stomach this whole time. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?”

“…….”

“…You were imagining how deep it’d go if it pounded into you without mercy, weren’t you?”

“N-No, that’s not…! You’re misunderstanding…!”

“Misunderstanding?”

It’s true.

I was rubbing the slick fluid from the condom onto my uniform, gauging how deep it’d reach.

I just can’t admit it to his face.

Because,

…it makes me look like a total pervert.

A virgin with nothing but filthy fantasies—a total pervert.

“…You said it’s a misunderstanding, right? With your own mouth.”

“Eek…?!”

So,

don’t get caught.

“…Wanna make a bet, then?”

Before I know it, I’m face-down on the bed,

hips raised high—

but don’t get caught.

“If it’s really a misunderstanding like you said, I’ll grant you one wish. Nothing childish, though.”

…Of all times, my tail’s in the way,

my skirt’s flipped up, and my panties are on full display—

but don’t get caught.

“But if it’s not a misunderstanding…”

“…….”

“…then you’ll grant me one wish later. How about it?”

“…….”

In that brief moment, my panties are soaked through—

and Seo Jin behind me must’ve seen everything—

but don’t get caught.

The solution’s simple.

Just insist it’s all in his head.

This is a fight

I absolutely can’t lose…

“Ngh…?!”

…Or so I thought.

“……? …?”

Between my thighs, still kneeling on the bed,

something hot and hard rubs firmly against the spot just below my navel before pulling away—

and my mind goes blank.

…So that’s

how deep it’d go during sex.

If he thrusts into me like in Yozora’s videos,

then that means…

it’d reach there

over

and

over…

….

….

.

“…I’ll just move your panties to the side a little.”

“…Hahh… Hngh….”

“Sigh… Maybe I should’ve just taken them off.”

“…….”

Seo Jin tugs my panties aside, bunching them up before carelessly shoving them toward the crease of my thigh.

Just like all the porn I’ve watched every night,

I’m

being reduced to this.

“…Si-ah.”

“…….”

“Stop squirming and answer me first.”

“……W-Why…?”

“‘Why’ isn’t an answer. Did you forget what I just asked?”

“……Ah….”

Seo Jin grips my ass tightly, as if trying to leave marks.

…Then, as if testing how wide I’d stretch during sex, he hooks his fingers and squeezes again.

His voice whispers into my ear,

and against the place my panties would normally cover,

something hard prods at me.

“…Was it a misunderstanding?”

“…….”

He says it’s a bet left entirely to my conscience.

Yet against my untouched entrance,

he presses his hard cock insistently—

as if he’s ready to thrust in any second.

“Answer me. Hurry up.”

“…Hey.”

To him,

I gulp, then—

“…If I say I imagined your dick inside me… will you think I’m a pervert and hate me…?”

“No. …I just think you’re a damn tease.”

“…What if I say it was all a misunderstanding?”

“Then I’ll fuck you until you admit the truth.”

“…….”

“…So, which is it?”

I murmur my answer, barely audible.

“…….”

“…….”

—I’m sorry.

That.

Surely Seo Jin can understand that much…

…Ah, crap…

I think I just came a little…

…….