Don’t Be Holy! - Chapter 86

The small room echoed with wet, lewd sounds.

Eir felt as if she had become his doll. Though he was gentle and rarely forceful, there was no escaping him.

“Hng, ah…… Stop, s-stop… Nghh~”

She pleaded.

She had held back for so long, but now she felt like she might lose control. Her legs trembled, and her waist kept tensing and relaxing on its own.

But Rubel stubbornly held onto her, as if determined to see this through to the end. He rolled the swollen bud in his mouth, sucking and licking it, even biting it lightly with his teeth without realizing it.

As he obsessively sucked on her lower lips, he carefully observed Eir’s face, which was tilted back as she gasped and moaned helplessly. When her moans carried pain, he avoided it, but when they turned sweet and breathy, he dug deeper, dissecting her reactions with precision.

After sucking and licking the bud, he slid his tongue into the wet folds that were gradually growing slicker.

“Ah!”

The moment his tongue slipped inside, Eir’s back arched sharply. An unknown fluid gushed out, soaking his chin and even dripping down to her b******s.

Eir opened her eyes, tears welling up.

“I told you to move away.”

She worried that Rubel might scold her for the mess, but instead, his obsessive curiosity seemed to grow even stronger as he rubbed the fluid that had spilled between her legs.

“What is this?”

“Maybe you should go somewhere and get some proper s*x education,” she muttered.

He smirked and kissed her knee.

“Why go somewhere else when I have you right here in front of me?”

It was insane talk. But with that face, that expression, she couldn’t help but follow his gaze, unable to say a word.

Why does he smile so much when doing something so lewd?

When he smiled like that and left light kisses on her body, she felt like she had become someone special to him, just as people said.

Then, she felt something strange between her legs.

When she looked down, she saw him playing with her slippery fluid, scooping it up with his hand and stretching it between his thumb and forefinger to check its viscosity. Seeing this, her heart, which had relaxed after her first climax, was once again filled with embarrassment.

Rubel asked.

“Does this mean you came?”

“How would I know?”

Eir clutched the blanket tightly, then let go, trying to calm her flustered heart. Rubel spread the fluid over her skin as he answered.

“I’ve heard enough dirty jokes to know. Some men even compete over how many women they’ve made come. It’s different from the smell of s***n. That’s disgusting, but this…….”

He bent his head down as if to sniff it. When she heard the sound of him inhaling, Eir wanted to die.

“Are you crazy? Why are you smelling it?”

“Why not? It’s not bad.”

He wasn’t just saying it to please her, he genuinely meant it. During the war, when men would disappear to satisfy their urges and return, they always reeked of that disgusting s***n smell, which made him want to vomit.

But this, though it was also a result of “coming,” didn’t smell bad at all. Was it because she was a woman, or was it because she was special?

Curious about its taste, he bent down and licked it. It didn’t have much flavor, but the experience of tasting a woman’s slick fluid excited him.

“S-stop it!”

She shouted, trying to escape. This woman really runs away at the slightest unfamiliar thing. It was as if everything was her first time.

Witches were said to live promiscuously, but perhaps because she was a foolish witch captured by Hecate, she never had the chance to gain such experiences.

‘This is the first time I’ve felt grateful to Hecate.’

If this woman had lived alone without Hecate’s help, her pretty face, foolishness, and naivety would have attracted a line of men trying to take advantage of her, long enough to circle the largest building in the capital.

Rubel idly thought this as he toyed with her b******s. When his fingers lightly brushed the slit between her legs, she shivered. Rubel pushed his finger into the same place he had thrust his tongue earlier.

As if frightened by the intrusion itself, she moaned and clenched tightly.