Chapter 203. One Round (1)
Translator: Lili
Weekly Chapter 1/7
Late at night, the house was quiet, and Henriad’s room was completely dark. Shushu, who had been slightly tense, relaxed a little as lips pressed against her forehead. However, as Henriad climbed on top of her, she froze again.
“W-what are you doing…?”
The sensation of the sheets against her bare skin was unfamiliar, and the weight of the man above her was equally foreign. As Henriad leaned down, his long platinum hair brushed against her cheek, tickling her. Shushu asked in a trembling voice.
“You asked to be comforted.”
It was his answer, laced with a strange warmth.
Shushu, caught off guard, looked up at him with wide eyes before realizing she was completely naked. The man in front of her, too, was in a state that felt even more dangerous—his drenched shirt clung to his body, making him seem even more provocative. Her face flushed red, but Henriad didn’t move away.
“I’m just keeping my promise now.”
Before Shushu could respond, he pressed light kisses to her cheek and lips, reigniting the heat that had briefly subsided. His tongue traced a line down her neck, pausing to lightly nip the hollow near her collarbone. Shushu’s body tensed at the sensation.
“Ah…”
Shushu didn’t know how to react. His long, red tongue traveled downward, tracing her pale skin until it reached her chest. He ran his tongue over the rounded curve before taking a nipple into his mouth. The moment he began sucking, Shushu panicked and tried to close her legs. But before she could, Henriad wedged one of his knees between her thighs.
“H-hold on…! Ah…!”
Shushu reached out to grab Henriad’s shoulders, trying to push him away, but he didn’t budge. Instead, his hand moved to her other br*ast, grabbing and kneading it roughly, causing Shushu to instinctively arch her back.
This was different from his earlier soft and leisurely demeanor. The way he bit and sucked at her n*pple, as if quenching a thirst, left Shushu shocked. The unfamiliar pleasure made her want to push him away, but his larger frame remained unyielding. Gripping Henriad’s bicep as if it were a lifeline, her nails dug into his wet shirt and even into his skin, but he paid no mind. He continued to savor the tender flesh and hardened n*pple in his mouth, undeterred.
“Ngh… ah… ah…”
It wasn’t painful; it was more of a ticklish, lewd sensation that made Shushu press her knees together. Henriad noticed the subtle movements of her hips almost immediately. Releasing her chest, his hand slid downward along her waist. When his hand passed over her sternum, she let out an involuntary giggle from the ticklish sensation. But her laughter vanished as his hand moved lower, brushing over her navel.
Even though she was drunk, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. Before Shushu could fully understand the situation, Henriad’s hand moved faster. His fingers brushed over her already slightly damp entrance, making her flinch, but before she could push him away, his fingers slid inside.
“Ah…!”
Shushu’s body jerked at the foreign sensation, but not enough to push Henriad away. He skillfully distracted her by licking and sucking on her neck, easing her tension. Whenever her body seemed to adjust to the intrusion, he would push his fingers deeper, repeating the motion.
Her lower body, which had already experienced pleasure once, instinctively accommodated the intrusion, welcoming his fingers with a slick warmth. Each time his fingertips brushed against her inner walls, lewd, wet sounds filled the room, and Shushu’s body trembled. Gasping for breath, she tilted her head back, unconsciously rubbing her knees together, which only caused his fingers to sink deeper.
As his thumb circled the sensitive spot above her entrance, Henriad looked down at the flushed and panting Shushu with an excited expression. With his free hand, he began removing his clothes.
As he slid off his lower garments, his fully er*ct m*mber sprang free, its size and intensity making his arousal unmistakable.
Shushu’s opening was now loosened enough to easily accommodate three fingers, but when compared to the size of the organ nearby, it seemed doubtful it could take it. Yet Henriad couldn’t hold back any longer. The thought of just tasting it in the past only made him more impatient now.
There was no reason to hesitate. The preparations were already complete. Since realizing his desire to sleep with Shushu, Henriad had been taking contraceptive medication. The contraceptive pills of Euspolia, effective for two weeks, boasted a 99% success rate.
“This might be a little difficult.”
Before positioning himself, Henriad exercised what might be considered his final shred of conscience, offering a warning. Given how the sight of her reddened, swollen opening eagerly twitching around his fingers made him want to plunge in immediately, it was a significant effort on his part.
“Huh…?”
Shushu, still dazed from the lingering tingling down her spine, blinked in confusion at his words. She thought he might be about to insert more fingers, but instead, Henriad withdrew his hand and shifted her thighs, lifting them into position.
“W-what…?”
Her already sluggish mind, dulled further by alcohol, left Shushu pliant to his actions. The preparations moved quickly. Henriad grabbed her wrists with both hands, pinning them against the bed, and used his knees to spread her legs further apart.
It was only in the next moment that Shushu felt something other than his fingers touching between her thighs.