Gabriel gazed at Mitarai with an expression slightly flushed with heat…
She had preached the Lord's teachings to many humans, and at times guided them, but being an angel, she had never perceived a man as the opposite sex. Her understanding had been vague, simply that men were a different gender from herself, a woman.
Furthermore, she possessed a beauty like a goddess and a gentle aura that enveloped everything. Understandably, no one had been foolhardy enough to confess to her, only to be shot down.
That was precisely why Mitarai's words, which sounded like sweet talk, made the heart within her ample breast beat faster. In other words, she was an easy woman. Because she had never really recognized men before.
Mitarai placed his hands on Gabriel's shoulders and drew his face close.
She gazed at him with moist eyes, her attention caught by trivial things.
'Ah, his eyelashes are so long. Hehe, just like mine.'
Unfortunately, his eyelashes weren't particularly long. It was a strange thought born from her having hardly ever properly looked at a man's face.
Misguided as it was, for Gabriel, her perception of Mitarai shifted from the first man she had consciously spoken to, to a boy who shared a feature with her.
SLURPP~ His lips gently touched hers.
In that instant, a mysterious vortex of joy swelled within her. It was mysterious because she didn't recognize it, but it was precisely the awakening of her female instincts.
He was the first man to touch her body, which for so long had never been permitted to any man. Her touched shoulder, if she was any judge, began to throb with warmth.
Though she didn't realize it, her feminine instincts were different. She had unilaterally interpreted the absence of any particular man, the fact that she had never been touched by the opposite sex, as meaning she lacked feminine charm.
Of course, she knew her body was alluring to men, but as an angel, sexual desire didn't equate to love for her, so she had concluded she simply wasn't attractive.
And then, for the first time, a member of the opposite sex appeared.
Her untouched womb grew warm for the first time. She was truly a chaste angel who had never even masturbated. As her womb grew warm, the heat seemed to spread throughout her entire body.
The joy of being a woman had arrived within her.
Naturally, their lips repeated the act of pressing together and parting.
His lips were slightly dry, different from her own. The sounds of their kissing reached her ears, somehow pleasant.
Everything was a first for her, so she could only surrender to him, simply continuing to receive his kisses.
This was not the Seraph who had guided humanity, but simply Gabriel, a woman, her unguarded self.
"How was that? Your first kiss?"
"It felt wonderful. It was a floating sensation, as if my body was being lifted, like when I fly through the sky. Honestly, I think I could become addicted."
"Then let's do it again. A deeper kiss, one where we can feel each other more than before."
Hearing his words, she closed her eyes and waited for him to approach.
It was usually she who waited for the faithful; waiting for someone herself was a very novel experience.
She found it wasn't so bad, yet she grew impatient for him to kiss her quickly. If any heavenly being saw Gabriel with that expectant face, they would surely propose on the spot. That was how beautiful and yet approachable she seemed now.
Beauty was important, but when someone was as transcendent as her, it troubled the other party. What conversation could they use to attract her? What were her tastes and hobbies?
This time, rather than his hands on her shoulders, he drew her close, and his lips met hers. Unlike before, it wasn't a quick, fleeting kiss. Something slick touched her lips, as if urging them to part.
Startled, she opened her eyes, meeting his gaze fixed on her.
Unable to bear the gentleness yet beast-like hunger in his eyes, looking at her as a woman, she averted her gaze.
All the while, that slick thing kept knocking at her lips.
Her heated thoughts finally produced an answer: it was a tongue. Realizing this, worn down by his persistence, she hesitantly parted her lips. Without hesitation, his tongue slipped smoothly inside.
Overcome with surprise, she tried to gasp, but her lips were sealed. The only sounds escaping were her ragged breaths and muffled, unintelligible noises.
"Nnnn Ah, mmm. Sllrp-... reh- Churururururu."
After a brief frenzy inside her mouth, his tongue captured hers, which had shrunk back. Confused by this first contact of mucous membranes, she nevertheless moved her tongue to match his movements.
Not only did their tongues move, but saliva was also transferred along his tongue, which she had no choice but to swallow.
Each time, her white throat moved, and that sight alone caused a reaction between her thighs.
Watching this, Mitarai reached his free hand towards her ample breast. She probably thought he wouldn't do anything beyond kissing. Perhaps she believed in following the proper order.
However, that was a mistake.
While consideration for the partner was important, sometimes one needed to be proactive. He grasped her breast, not hard enough to hurt.
Whether because, as an angel, she didn't know the concept of a bra, the softness of her breasts was clear even through her thin clothing. He had felt a similar awe with Rias, a sigh of amazement escaping him then, but now, a greater awe overwhelmed him.
Gabriel's breasts were even more voluminous than Akeno's, which he could tell just by looking. Akeno had recently reported reaching 105cm, but if these were larger, what size were they?
Each breast felt heavy, perhaps weighing 5 kilos. Even just kneading them, he could feel their firm density. Her erect nipples, evidence of her arousal, were clearly outlined through the thin fabric, with no bra underneath.
When he toyed with her nipple, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger, Gabriel involuntarily arched her body away.
Their connected lips parted, a transparent bridge of saliva stretching between them.
"Nn... Fuu... My nipple... please... When you touch it... my mind... gets all fuzzy..."
Her words of refusal were weak, replaced by sweet sighs.
When she looked at the hand kneading her breast, she saw it moving freely, occasionally pressing her nipple flat as if grinding it with the palm.
The waves of pleasure that were merely sufficient when just being kneaded suddenly surged the moment her nipple was toyed with. A tingling electric current ran through her, clouding her thoughts, and as a result, she let him do as he pleased.
"This clothing is in the way, so I'll take it off. Raise your arms."
While she was in a daze, her clothes were removed, and the symbol of motherhood was unveiled before him.
Her fully erect nipples twitched, enticing the male. The moment her clothes were removed, the faint scent of a female in heat intensified. The smell of sweat from the underside of her breasts mingled with her natural scent, something like sweet soap.
Mitarai buried his face in her voluptuous tits, filling his lungs with her fragrance…
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