Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 229

I roughly pushed him onto the bed. Despite his bewilderment, he lay down obediently, and I climbed on top of him.

I lowered my body until our chests touched, and I sat down, rubbing gently against his lower body. He threw his head back with a guttural sound, like a growl, as if scratching his throat.

But it wasn’t enough. No matter how much we touched, it felt insufficient.

Unable to hold back, I hurriedly started undressing while still on top of him…

Suddenly, he sat up. I ended up sitting as well, following his movement.

He kissed me slowly, as if calming my impatience, and pushed my hair behind my neck.

While doing so, he naturally adjusted my half-removed top.

“…?”

I was momentarily flustered.

It was surprising because before he went on the expedition, Claude used to enjoy stripping me down to the last thread whenever he had the chance.

He liked it best when I was completely bare. I guess it was because it was the optimal state for him to look at and touch openly.

There were times I got angry because he wouldn’t listen even when I begged him to let me keep my clothes on. But now, when I was the one trying to undress, he was putting my clothes back on! Not finishing undressing me!

…Why?

But I decided to let it go. Maybe he wanted to undress me himself.

In truth, he liked seeing me undress, but he also enjoyed the process of restraining my struggling limbs and stripping me layer by layer. He probably didn’t want to miss out on that fun.

Although I was in a hurry, it had been a long time since we had s-x for him too. If he wanted to do it his way after such a long time, there was no reason I couldn’t accommodate him.

So, I obediently followed his lead and put my half-removed clothes back on.

But his unusual behavior didn’t end there.

I gave up trying to undress myself. Instead, I thought I’d try undressing him.

Even while doing so, it seemed absurd. If he had just taken a shower, why did he bother putting on new clothes? Did he want to make it harder to undress?

I grumbled inwardly as I tried to undo his pants zipper…

“?”

Suddenly, my wrists were held.

His touch was very gentle and careful, yet it was enough to restrain me completely. I couldn’t even think of trying anything else.

In other words, he was stopping me from undressing myself or him.

“…….”

It was certainly strange, but this time as well, I obediently withdrew my arms according to his control.

Perhaps it was because he had always taken the lead during s-x, if not at other times.

He had been so mischievous before that I had often tried to stop him, but he had never stopped me from doing something. So when he told me not to do something, I just thought, ‘Well, I shouldn’t do it then.’

Still, I felt a bit disappointed.

I didn’t mind this calm and careful approach, but…

It had been so long that I wished for something more instinctual, where we could cling to each other tightly, touching, biting, and sucking… something more fitting for this moment…

…?

I snapped out of it, startled by my own thoughts. My face was already warm with embarrassment.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to dispel the increasingly vivid, flesh-colored fantasies.

But it wasn’t enough, so I leaned my cheek against his neck. His body temperature was lower than mine, so it helped cool me down a bit.

However…

“?”

Suddenly, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me away from him.

Blinking like a startled rabbit, I looked up at him.

Claude’s expression was one of discomfort, as if my attempts to cling to him were troubling.

At first, I couldn’t quite grasp the situation.

Was he… pushing me away? Just because I leaned my cheek on his neck?

I thought it was impossible. Except for the brief period when he didn’t know I was his guide, Claude had never once refused my touch. He had always acted like it was never enough.

…So why was he doing this now?