Don’t Be Holy! - Chapter 85

“A~ahh…….”

All this excessive stimulation unconsciously made her unclench her fist, making the gap between her fingers more visible. He bit her finger, gently chewed it, and infused his hot breath into the red, heated, crack.

The flesh between her legs flinched deliciously like her body, shrinking each time, and moving as if young with anticipation. Unconsciously, he dug deeper, spreading her legs further apart, and examined it.

“What is this?”

It’s so fascinating.

He murmured such words so quietly they were almost inaudible as he pushed his thumb through the cracks of Eir’s fingers.

The wet opening trembled and moved as if to devour his finger. Eir felt that her meaninglessly covering hand actually made things more obscene, so she removed it instead.

She did so hoping he would quickly look and be satisfied enough to back away, but despite it not being anything extraordinary, he let out a short exclamation.

“I can’t even guess what this is for. It’s flatter than I expected. Where do you put the milk?”

It was surprising that he thought milk came from between a woman’s legs, considering he was ignorant enough to think b****t milk always came from a woman’s chest.

Eir reached her hand back to grip the bathtub, leaning her upper body back slightly.

“How would I know that?”

“Haven’t you touched it yourself? Where do you pee from?”

“P-please shut up, for God’s sake.”

It was a truly strange-looking place. Rubel explored the flesh, rubbing it with the blunt tip of his thumb. He spread open the inner folds, which kept trying to close, stretching them painfully wide. He suppressed the urge to describe to Eir, one by one, exactly what the space between her legs looked like.

The mucus seeping from somewhere made his fingers keep slipping, which bothered him. So he rubbed it, as if wiping it off with water. At that, she let out a weak cry and tried to close her legs.

“Stay still.”

“W-why are you doing this?”

“Isn’t it slippery? I keep touching it.”

“T-that’s…….”

Who wipes it off with water…?

Eir wanted to say that, but she held it in, afraid that he’d pester her again, asking what it was then.

Rubel meticulously observed the now squeaky-clean space between her legs. Then, suddenly, he discovered something—a small, bead-like protrusion, not quite a nxxple but similar in shape.

Slowly beginning to understand a woman’s body, he instinctively touched it and lifted his gaze to look at Eir.

“Ha-ah… Nghh~~!”

As expected, a high-pitched moan escaped her lips.

Rubel was suddenly overwhelmed by a heat so intense it was unbearable. He abruptly stood up and poured water over Eir from head to toe.

Even as he did so, he was careful to keep his injured hand from getting wet. However, his sudden and rough actions left Eir blinking in confusion, caught off guard by the unexpected downpour.

W-what is this?

But in the next moment, before she could process anything, she found herself being lifted and laid down on the bed. He spread her legs apart and placed a pillow under her hips for a more thorough observation.

As Eir remained in a daze, merely blinking in shock, Rubel lowered his head and pressed his lips below, as if giving a kiss.

Something warm and soft suddenly pushed inside, parting her lower lips. Eir let out a sharp cry, instinctively trying to escape.

But her waist was pinned so tightly, she couldn’t move at all.

“Aah, ngh!”

The bead that had drawn her high moans in the bathroom was now sucked into his mouth.

Eir felt as if she had been struck in the back of her head by the sheer intensity of pleasure—something she had never experienced before. It was completely different from the slow, smoldering heat that had built up in her body until now.

This was sharp, sudden, and unmistakably intense—like something piercing inside, poking deep within her mind, only to vanish again.

Her hands pressed against his head. It was a confusing motion—was she trying to push him away, or press his lips even closer between her legs?

Rubel studied the trembling body beneath him, her muscles locked as if in a spasm, her face filled with overwhelming sensation. He sucked down firmly. Feeling her directly with his lips was far more vivid than merely touching her with his hands.