Chapter 119
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Nox trapped Sia between his legs and slowly moved his hips.
“Haah…”
At the precise moment when it felt like she was running out of breath, he pulled his manhood out. He waited while rubbing Sia’s cheeks as she gasped for air, then brushed his sticky glans, slick with precum and saliva, against her lips. Then Sia would naturally part her mouth.
They had been repeating this process for a while now. Nox looked down fondly at Sia, who was taking him in more easily than before. One hand cradled the back of her head, while the other toyed with the lips wrapped around him.
He didn’t forget to catch the tears that occasionally spilled over with his fingertips and bring them to his mouth. He also gathered the saliva flowing from her lips with his hand and spread it along his shaft.
Slurp, suck. The wet sounds echoed in his ears with every movement. As he pushed himself in all the way, he enjoyed the feeling of her breath touching his pubic hair. No, he simply liked the act of being connected to her.
The soft inner flesh brushing his glans was so hot it felt like he might lose his mind, and the sight of Sia’s face growing redder by the second nearly blinded him. He should have finished in her throat like before, but he still felt unsatisfied.
“Ha…”
Letting out a long breath, he suddenly pulled himself completely free.
“Huuk, huff.”
He slipped his hands under Sia’s arms as she struggled to breathe and lifted her lightly. Sitting her on his thigh, he exhaled deeply.
It had already been three days since he last entered her. No, including the time he had been away at battle, it had been almost a week.
Each time, Sia had been soothing him with her mouth when he grew impatient, but it still didn’t feel like enough. However, Sia had firmly insisted that it was absolutely not allowed until his shoulder wound was fully healed.
Pulling Sia tightly into his arms as if he might crush her, Nox thought desperately about how he could get her permission.
“…Sia.”
Still catching her breath against his chest, Sia spoke first.
“I told you, not until you’re healed.”
“……”
“It’s only just started closing. What if it opens again…”
“I’m already more than halfway healed, Sia.”
In truth, she had confirmed that herself that morning.
Now she could understand why both Nox and Louis kept calling her fragile.
In just three days, his wound had already closed more than halfway and looked clean. The rest was nearly healed too, it seemed like it would be completely gone by tomorrow or the day after.
Still, wanting to make sure the remaining injury didn’t worsen, Sia tried hard to avoid his pleading gaze.
“Then… wouldn’t it be fine if you were on top of me?”
“…What?”
“I’ll stay still. Couldn’t you move your hips while on top of me?”
“……”
At his suggestion, Sia fell into deep thought. She wanted him too. After constantly taking him into her mouth, even the scent of his strong musk alone was enough to make her damp below, which left her flustered.
Seeing her hesitation, Nox felt hope and quickly whispered, his odd-colored eyes shining.
“I really won’t move at all. I’ll just lie still, okay? Please?”
For a moment, Sia had the illusion of cat ears appearing above his head, even though there were none right now. The imaginary ears seemed folded flat and pitiful.
If he stayed still, maybe his wound would be fine?
Touching the soreness at the corners of her mouth with her fingertips, she stared at him. Looking into his moist eyes, Sia squeezed her eyes shut and spoke.
“…Lie down.”
“Okay.”
Nox quickly pulled down the pants tangled around his thighs and climbed onto the bed. He unbuttoned his shirt in an instant.
Unlike him, Sia had only loosened the ties of her dress.
“Ah, I’ll take it off for you.”
As he tried to get up, Sia pressed his thigh to stop him. She pulled at her dress strings herself while looking down at his fully e***t pillar.
At the sight, Nox swallowed hard.
He had often sat her on his thigh before, but this was the first time he was looking up at her from this position. The unfamiliar perspective made his face flush.
Sia grasped his length, still slick with her saliva. Slowly stroking the thick length that couldn’t fit in one hand, she finished loosening her dress ties.
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