My heart is pounding, pounding, racing.
In the quiet room, the sound of the two men and women breathing intersected.
"… You can do whatever you want with your heart."
When Amelia gave me permission, I reflexively hugged her from behind and cupped her large breasts.
"Black!"
Amelia, startled, looked back at me with a look of surprise in her eyes.
However, there was no sign of pushing or resistance at all.
I took that as permission too and buried my face in the crook of her neck.
-Seup, haaa… .
The smell of flesh wafting over soft skin.
The unique sweet smell of virgin flesh that has not been tainted by any man.
When I grabbed a handful of her waist-length hair and brought it to the corner of my nose, I could smell the sweet smell of flesh and hormones unique to a virgin.
I also gave a quick massage to the easy-to-give-up buttocks.
"ugh,"
Amelia's reaction is also excellent, as she reacts with shock every time that happens.
Immaculate skin and glamorous proportions visible through a wet shirt.
I can feel all the soft texture.
In fact, the shirt was just a thin piece of cloth because 'I couldn't show my naked body.'
It makes me cringe even more, so I add strength to the breasts I'm squeezing.
"Jo, small and soft… . Can't I touch you gently? ? I keep pointing my fingers like that… . Ugh, ah… ."
When I said that in a slightly damp voice, I stopped right away.
"… ."
The blue eyes that looked back at me were a mixture of a bit of regret and anxiety.
It's a look I've seen several times before. If she feels like she's made me feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable, she immediately gets anxious and looks at her with concern.
Normally, as you grow up, you learn the distance between men and women, and you gain common sense as you gain dating experience…
As someone who has lived a life of ignoring men since she was young, she doesn't even know what I'm thinking right now.
That's probably why he checks my mood through his facial expressions and tries to somehow match my mood.
Amelia's innocent yet immature interest was so cute. Lovely.
"You know what? Lia, what does a kiss between a man and a woman mean?"
"Mon, monda… . Dragon, because you don't learn things like that in life… Ah. There, inside. do… !"
My fingers, which had been gently massaging her breasts, changed into the shape of a seven and dug into the center, causing Amelia to flail.
He spoke as if whispering in the ear of Amelia, who had a flushed face.
"You are mine, so it is a transaction that puts a stamp on it so that no one can touch it."
"Well, is that… really…?"
Upright.
Amelia thinks this is real and asks.
I hugged her so cute and buried my nose in her arms.
"Yes. So now you can't touch anyone but me."
"Okay… good, good. Yoosung Do whatever you want. Anyway… I'm already yours."
With a bright red face and a trembling voice, I have already become a prisoner and even my heart has been mortgaged, so do as you wish. How would you feel when you see a transcendent beauty who is just like saying,
-Lower pressure.
I stuck my nose into Amelia's back and started leaving marks.
"Ugh, ah… Yooseong, it hurts, everything. If you suck that hard… it leaves a mark."
The nape of the back fits smoothly. This time, Amelia, who was startled, resisted slightly, but still did not push me away.
-Jjuup, Jjuup,
"Hmm…"
He grabs and hugs Amelia's upper body as if he is going to crush it, as she instinctively tries to throw her head out as if trying to escape the pain. She gasped, closed her eyes tightly, grabbed my arm, and stuck out the back of her neck without resistance.
Thanks to this, a red kiss mark remained clearly on Amelia's back.
"Uuuu, last name."
"Why?"
Amelia asked, raising her hand over the kiss mark that was red from the pain she instinctively felt.
"Now… does this make me your woman…?"
She smiled faintly, looking down at the kiss mark as if she was truly happy, and looked as innocent as an innocent girl receiving a teddy bear as a gift.
Is Amelia aware that she is continuing to stimulate the male's sense of conquest?
ah.
This really sucks.
"That's right. But, these scars will disappear as soon as tomorrow."
"…Then,"
Amelia pursed her lips with a hint of disappointment.
He said, squeezing her large breasts.
"It means I will do it every day."
"Hipp."
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fetish, fetish,
Yoosung's cruel hands are ravaging his heart to his heart's content.
'This is what I wanted…'
Unable to even resist the unsightly hands of the man who saved his life, he surrenders his body gracefully.
The man who saved her life used all his strength and lusted after Amelia's curvaceous female body without a moment of hesitation.
'It's not.'
When I came to my senses, I found myself enduring the man's touch and the bitch's voice.
-Sarak, Sarak.
Every time a man's well-trained, large muscles touch his body, he is involuntarily surprised.
I'm nervous and excited.
It's not that I haven't imagined a relationship like this with Yoosung. I never thought we would become closer in a relationship like this.
If Amelia truly wanted a relationship… It would be one where they gradually become closer in a healthy way through rehabilitation.
I don't want my body to be molested like this.
I thought it was right to get to know each other better and approach each other cautiously, one step at a time.
For sure. I had a similar experience before.
Amelia was a warrior candidate who lived alone in the sparring hall.
Amelia, who wears civilian clothes because she doesn't even have money to buy a school uniform, stretches out her flexible legs.
Wearing leggings and thin short sleeves that reveal all the curves of her voluptuous body, she leans forward.
Every time I push my chest forward or stick out my butt, I feel the stinging gaze of those around me.
As she tried to ignore all the looks and swung her sword, her friend next to her spoke up.
"You are very popular today as well. I heard you received a confession from that famous nobleman yesterday? Why didn't you go,"
"I don't want to waste my time with such pathetic men. Because it would be better to swing the sword at least once more.
"Wow, it looks real, so I feel like I'm sweating more."
"Then get away."
"Again, again, like this. Are you deceiving yourself by saying that your body only smells like flowers anyway?!!?"
"No."
Suddenly, her friend turned his head and put his arm around Amelia's shoulder, who was swinging her sword, and spoke in a sly voice.
"But you have pride in your body, right~. It's very popular."
"I didn't want a body like this. How much suffering I must endure because of these cumbersome lumps of flesh…"
"Really? To me, it doesn't seem to be anything like that. If you stick with a wealthy nobleman, you can eat well and live well even if you are rejected as a warrior candidate."
"..."
When Amelia opens her eyes with a shadowy face, her friend who smiles and scratches the back of his head falls into the distance.
"Hahaha, you all know it's a joke, right?"
"I know how to organize it."
"Ah~ I wish Lia. I can see Professor Gerard's face every day. I also want to be close to that handsome person."
There was no way she could sympathize with such a woman's feelings, so her best body and face were nothing but envy.
'…'
Amelia looked at her breasts being pressed between her arms.
For a warrior who spends his life on the battlefield, even if these feminine parts were enlarged, it was only an obstacle to swinging a sword.
'…and besides, such a lowly body for a warrior candidate, after all.'
Others thought they were blessed with a body like this, but Amelia couldn't understand it.
I don't know how much effort was put into changing this glamorous body type.
I ran to death, tried magic, and even tried many medicines.
However, as time passed, what eventually changed was… the chest circumference grew by two sizes, and the thighs and pelvis became slightly larger.
That's why, like now, when talk about body shape comes up, I inadvertently become depressed.
"Ah, I'm upset again… But Amelia, you have a really attractive body? There are only advantages. I'm dying to see my skin burning and cracking due to my muscles. Even though you are always under this scorching sun, you are still pale. Soft and soft."
"Shut up. If you have such a frivolous body… you'll be seen by others as a frivolous woman who opens her chest before being a warrior."
Like other female knights, I wanted split muscles. Like other knights, he wanted nice muscles as a token of his hard work.
"… ."
After rubbing her thin waist and chest with her palm, she took her hand away from her large breasts and frowned when she saw her breasts falling down.
Even with thick armor, the chest, pelvis, and buttocks are all visible.
In particular, the chest that stood out above the thin short sleeves would have been visible underneath if it were not for custom-made armor.
If you don't wear armor, you'll be completely exposed.
I thought there would never be a time in her life where she would want to live the life of a 'woman'.
Even if I fail to become a warrior candidate. Because she will hold the sword.
It's been several years since I gave up my normal life and took up the sword.
For her, who had spent more days holding a sword than not holding it, she couldn't even imagine living a life without holding a sword anymore.
And even more so when it comes to living as someone's woman.
however.
She couldn't hold the sword anymore.
I became an ordinary girl who couldn't do anything on her own.
'…Why, huh. Is this…a good thing? why.'
But she couldn't admit it.
My pride didn't allow it.
Even more so than life as a warrior, which was a path filled with thorns. She couldn't accept that it was much easier to feel happy simply by being held in the arms of a kind man.
The hand suddenly penetrated through her top and touched her chest.
He gently squeezed and massaged the smooth buttocks, and then the hand gradually moved up to the lower abdomen.
It's so good that you're in close contact with Yoosung on a soft bed and react with a startle every time his breath touches the back of your head.
A shooting star that melts the heart that has become hardened by anxiety about the future, sense of loss, and pitiful appearance.
A sense of security as if he was comforting her wounded heart and accepting her for the first time in a very long time.
Rather, this was the reason why I had no choice but to give permission whenever I saw him making various requests to me.
'good… all.'
The tickling chest gave rise to a whirlpool of unfamiliar emotions.
He pulled me into his arms, making me feel warm in the center of my chest.
A feeling I've never experienced before.
'… ah.'
She turned her head and unconsciously pressed her lips to the man's cheek.
With a faint smile.
"My, thing… This is it. Even the shooting star put a stamp on the nape of my neck… ."
"Amelia."
"Uh, huh? Why are you doing that?"
"I told you in advance. I'm sorry."
"… Why, why are you suddenly apologizing?"
"I can't take it anymore."