43 – up (2)

warm and sweet

Not only her lips, but also the soft tongue coming into me, her rough breathing, and even the sound of her excited breath leaking out infrequently as we frantically mixed each other’s breaths.

Ms. Sylvia held my neck and face firmly with her stone-like arms, but she was moving cautiously, fearing that I would be in pain or uncomfortable.

Her lips carefully squeezed mine open, exchanging saliva and breath very gently.

Unlike her hard body, her breasts pressed against mine were as soft and supple as our careful kisses.

In the middle of the soft flesh that was crushing on my body, something like a hard wick tickled my skin.

I already feel dizzy just from the kiss, but the touch was also so ecstatic that I went crazy, so I hugged her back tightly.

Sylvia-san slowly moved away from my lips, catching her fast breathing.

make it warmer

Give me more warmth, the warmth that melts away all these terrible memories and guilt that crept in at the slightest crack.

I held Sylvia’s hand tightly as if begging.

She too felt the touch and immediately came closer as if she were going to eat my lips again.

It was a greedy kiss that was distinctly different from the soft kiss from before.

I put strength on the soft root of my tongue and stirred my mouth.

Between the lower lip and the front teeth, and even the back of the upper teeth, the dagger-like kiss that licked and stabbed thoroughly seemed to be imbued with my desire to taste everything.

With the tip of my tongue, I nudged her tongue as if it were tantalizing, and accepted everything as she came in.

She slowly moved her lips to my cheeks and then began to move down to the nape of my neck.

“Ah… well,”

I tried to push her away with an unbearable tickle, but her hard shoulders felt my resistance and pressed me down even more, gently scratching my neck with my front teeth.

Did I think my lips would feel empty, or did I not want to hear even the slightest sound of resistance?

She gently stroked my lips with her thumb, drawing her own lips down slowly.

I felt like I was about to lose my mind, being swept away by waves of sensations that wandered madly between tickling and ecstasy.

The eyes flash.

I bit Sylvia-san’s thumb lightly.

Silvia-san gently put her thumb into my mouth and she went down further.

Her teeth and tongue caught on her collarbone for a moment.

She bit her bony collarbone with her upper and lower lips.

And down.

further down.

Her lips moved slowly down to her chest.

And her chest was going down toward my unobstructed lower half.

I closed my eyes tightly.

“Haa… Sylvia-san…”

I tried to swallow the rough breath that didn’t calm down at all, and I called her name painfully, barely breathing.

At that moment, she stood still.

Ash must have been like that, but Sylvia was also experiencing something like this for the first time.

It was a strange yet strange feeling.

My heart beat as fast as if it would burst, goosebumps on my skin, thrilling muscles in my muscles, and an unknown sensation that tickled all over my body like lightning.

A sense of satisfaction that stimulates the sense of being alive slowly dyed my head, and at the same time I felt insanely happy.

I was definitely looking at Ash, but I wanted to look at him even more.

Even though we were kissing, I wanted to kiss more.

I love him, but I wanted to love him even more.

Every time I put my lips on his skin to satisfy that need, happiness poured into my head like firecrackers, but at the same time, this unfulfilled craving also grew bigger.

It was as if water was being poured into a bottomless pot.

good night.

Rather good.

If you can’t be satisfied no matter what, you can continue like this.

I will be able to love him forever.

I hope my brain never gets used to this bliss.

I hope that my burning longing will not compromise and retreat at this level.

I want to love Ash forever.

From the moment Ash wanted her and kissed her first, that was the reason Sylvia’s life had continued until now.

All that training, all that journey.

From the terrible slaughter she committed under a curse, to the decision to lock herself in this place out of guilt and responsibility.

All the time of penance, hardship, sadness and loneliness existed for this very moment.

Sylvia felt that way.

Sylvia left Ash’s lips in search of another source of happiness and stimulation.

Still not wanting to let go of his lips, she licked Ash’s lips with her finger.

Desperately, Ash slightly licked his thumb.

My heart was beating wildly.

Just cut it out, Ash was hot.

I don’t know if Ash knew it or not.

probably not intended.

If so, is it instinctive or innate?

Ash had a great talent for driving Sylvia crazy.

Am I the only one doing this?

really?

Can all women in the world endure such a s*xy and cute man?

Sylvia was confused, not knowing what to do with Ash.

I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to hug him at the same time, and at the same time I wanted to hug him all over his body.

I’m already doing one of those three. I wanted to do all three at the same time.

I couldn’t be so sorry that I couldn’t do that because I only had one body.

In the past, Sylvia had shown herself naked in front of him to tease Ash, or unbuttoned her nightgown to reveal her large breasts in front of him.

I realized with my whole body that this lewdness of Ash is on a different level from such a one-dimensional temptation.

I can’t explain it, but rather than an obvious and blatant temptation like exposure, Ash’s expression and gestures, breathing and voice are unbearably erotic.

On the contrary, he had an obscenity that made Sylvia’s flimsy flirtation look like a childish prank that only fresh children would do.

Meanwhile, Ash is even exposed.

She is naked, not wearing a single thread.

The sweetness that emanated from his skin was too violent.

Sylvia moved her mouth and nose in pursuit of the deeper sweetness.

down his nape, collarbone, and some more.

The further down you go, the thicker the fatal sweet smell.

It felt like my brain was melting.

Below this, a little further down.

Sylvia knew what was there, where her heart would soon reach.

No one had ever taught me, but I knew instinctively what to do.

Sylvia went down there slowly.

In my mind, I wanted to stretch my hand between his legs at once, but I bit my lip and held it in.

Because I wanted to hear his breathing, which was so dirty, getting more and more urgent.

It was then.

“Haa… Sylvia-san…”

Ash called Sylvia’s name.

It was close to a small whisper that was almost inaudible, buried by the sound of heavy breathing, but Sylvia listened without missing the voice.

At that moment, Sylvia stopped all actions.

‘Can I do this?’

Why does Ash want me?

Until yesterday, I never dared to imagine that I would share this kind of happiness.

I definitely wanted it, but it still felt like a long way away.

But today, all of a sudden, Ash is looking for me with such a sorrowful voice and hugging me with such an earnest touch.

The answer was obvious.

Because I couldn’t survive without it.

Unlike me, who lived through hard training and tragedy all his life, he was a boy who lived a normal life.

For the past two months, the most severe trials and tragedies in the world have befallen him.

He lost his family, lost his little sister he wanted to protect, got stuck in the woods, and almost lost his life.

His strong spirit, which endured through all the tragedies,

It seems that he couldn’t bear to endure the brutal killing of three innocent people caught up in the curse.

Then, why did Ash kill people?

‘I induced you that way…’

Because of me.

It was because of the curse that Sylvia carried, and because of Sylvia who led Ash to kill people.

either indirectly or directly.

It was Sylvia’s wicked desire that finally broke Ash’s strong spirit.

Until a little while ago, he was so happy with his heart that he had won, but now one side of his heart is bitter.

‘I dare… can I really do this?’

Sylvia was terrified of herself as she embraced the man she had broken with a satisfied grin.

Did Ash love me, or did he just need someone to comfort him?

And, does he really love Ash?

Couldn’t I, like Ash, want him simply to soothe my loneliness and pain?

no.

Sylvia shook her head.

No matter how you think about it, he truly loves Ash.

I was even more certain because I had never felt anything like this before.

Sylvia slowly raised her head and looked at Ash’s face.

His face, wet with sweat and spittle, contained no resentment or questions about Sylvia who suddenly stopped caressing him.

I was just breathing slowly to calm the still unorganized breathing.

As Sylvia put her hand on his cheek, Ash slowly rubbed his cheek against Sylvia’s hand.

Letting her hands drop slightly, Ash closes his eyes again and takes a slow breath.

At that moment, Sylvia realized that what Ash wanted was not herself, but only the warmth of others.

ah,

I see

It was only then that Sylvia realized the identity of this insatiable thirst that had settled in a corner of her heart.

‘I want to be loved.’

It’s not this kind of manipulation, it’s not that I need comfort, so I’m not allowed.

Just as I desperately want Ash, the kind of love that Ash desires for me.

Of course, I wanted to eat him right now.

I could tell without looking.

That Ash’s had already risen firmly.

I wanted to grab him between his legs right now and lick him from corner to corner.

But, what does that mean?

Sylvia mocked herself with a dejected smile.

Mixing up because you need comfort, isn’t it the same as a prostitute?

Of all the things we both have, time is probably the most, so what was I so nervous about?

fiancee?

Didn’t Ash say

Didn’t you hear clearly that it was just a verbal promise with the Count, who took good care of his family, and that he had no feelings for her?

She was a woman he would never meet again, so what was he so uptight about, making him suffer so much?

Is this really what a hero would do?

Sylvia couldn’t lift her head because of the guilt that suddenly surged through her body, and placed her forehead on Ash’s chest.

Just as Ash needs Sylvia to survive, she now needs Ash to survive in this forest.

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In order for Sylvia to continue to be a hero, for her to bear this curse and die at the end of her life, she needed him to be her companion.

Ash said he would be happy to do so.

But why did he do this?

Already greedy for her companion, Ash, she gave up her belief as a warrior to protect the innocent.

This was the first moment Sylvia couldn’t be proud of herself.

Just as her first love for Ash was so sweet, her first disappointment in herself was terribly painful.

Whether or not he knew Sylvia’s feelings, Ash slowly patted Sylvia’s head.

Ash felt his heart grow hot.

At first I thought she was licking his chest, but it was a little different.

“Sylvia… are you crying?”

“…”

Sylvia silently buried her head in Ash’s chest and hugged him tightly.

Ash said while slowly brushing Sylvia’s hair.

“are you okay.”

what is okay

without knowing anything

Why did you go through such a terrible thing, without knowing anything.

Sylvia whispered very softly, suppressing her crying voice as much as possible.

“Sorry.”

“…?”

“I’m sorry, Ash.”

“No… I felt good too.”

“Not that.”

“…then?”

Sylvia shut her mouth.

She did not have the courage to reveal her guilt to Ash.

A warrior must be braver than anyone else.

At the appointment ceremony on the day Sylvia was formally appointed as a hero, she was sure to hear that.

Ah, Ash.

I… I guess I’m not a warrior anymore.

Sylvia silently shed tears and hugged Ash tightly.

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