Don’t Be Holy! - Chapter 95

Rubel’s face twisted in irritation.

It felt as though something that had barely begun to rise within him had shattered and collapsed.

He was so excited that his breathing grew rough and his vision blurred, but only half of him was e***t—the other half remained soft and limp. Even without touching it, he knew there was no way he could push something like this into her tight, clenching hole, no matter how much she writhed.

Seeing his expression, Eir, who had been teasingly tugging at his pants, pulled her hand away and pushed against his chest.

Of course, he didn’t budge, but her intentions were clear.

“Should we stop?”

“Yes. It’s not fair to put all the responsibility on me. Shouldn’t we start when you’re ready too?”

His eyebrows shot up.

“What are you talking about?”

Eir shrugged shamelessly.

Her face burned with embarrassment, but she steeled herself to see this through to the end.

“It’s not just men who want to go all the way. Women want it too. No one wants to spend hours being caressed only to stop before the end.”

At that, he relaxed his body and sat on her stomach. The thin fabric of their undergarments rubbed together, making a soft rustling sound. When his heavy body settled on top of her, she felt a sudden pang of fear.

“Explain it more clearly.”

“I-I thought I already did.”

He looked down at her as she hesitated, then shifted his hips, pressing himself against her. Immediately, she felt the unmistakable presence of something else resting on her stomach. It was blunt, soft, but overwhelmingly large. Eir let out an involuntary hiccup.

Hic.

Is that… not fully hard yet? It feels like it is……?

Rubel rubbed himself against her stomach again.

“Are you saying you want to be filled? Like when I touched you last night?”

Eir’s face flushed at his sudden bluntness. But it was clear that his curiosity had been piqued, and he seemed to enjoy the conversation.

Trying to suppress another hiccup, Eir spoke with a heaving chest.

“Y-yes, that’s right.”

“Describe it for me. You might just say something and run away.”

“W-what?”

“What does it feel like to want to be filled? I think I know what it feels like to want to fill you.”

Rubel’s hand tangled in her disheveled hair, gripping it tightly. The sensation of her hair being pulled was terrifying. Was he going to hit her for being cheeky?

His eyes looked more ferocious and sharp than ever, his expression languid yet cold.

It was like a red lion, lying still for so long, suddenly rising and circling her, sniffing her scent as it slowly prowled around.

Eir clenched her eyes shut. Is this what it feels like to dig your own grave?

Rubel gently pulled her hair, not enough to hurt, and lowered his hand to the side of her head. He leaned down, staring intently at the fear etched on her face, and spoke.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Should I go first? Every time your p***y clenched around my fingers like it wanted to cut them off, every time you soaked the sheets below, I felt something tighten inside me.”

As he recounted the events of the previous night, her ears burned red, and her breathing grew ragged. When she finally opened her eyes, she barely looked at him, her gaze half-lidded as it traced over her features.

“And every time you moved your hips in time with my touch, I wanted to grab your hair, push your hips up like a dog, and thrust into you.”

Be honest with me, he seemed to say.

His low, quiet voice felt like it was ravaging her ears. Eir rubbed her ears and let out a trembling breath.

“What about you? If you convince me, I’ll back off. But you have to be honest.”

“I-it’s just… my body keeps trembling…….”

She muttered words she never thought she’d say aloud, her gaze locked onto his. It was as if she were bound by something, unable to look away.

“I-it felt empty inside.”

“What did you want to fill it with?”

“Yes.”

He let out a short, thoughtful hum, then gently pressed his lips to hers. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring her teeth, coaxing her timid tongue, and teasing the base of it.

The kiss was long and wet, leaving her lips soaked and her entire body tingling. It was as if he was trying to fill her up from above since he couldn’t do so from below.

When they finally pulled apart, her face was flushed, and she was panting heavily.

It was as if he had squeezed her.

“I really want to thrust into you too.”

He spoke as if answering her expression. He released her hair and pulled her into an embrace, cradling her small body in his arms. He held her tightly, not letting her pull away.