Chapter 38
Perched high on the horse, Seria felt a surge of unease and instinctively grabbed onto the large hands encircling her waist. As her hands overlapped his, she felt Lucas’s firm chest rise and fall against her back.
Strangely, the horse that had been running so swiftly began to slow down. In contrast, Lucas’s breathing grew faster and heavier, as though he, not the horse, had been running.
With his hand resting on her slender waist, Lucas’s fingers began to slide upward, eventually reaching her chest. His hand cupped her soft, rounded b****t and squeezed firmly.
“Ah! Lucas, what are you doing?”
Seria let out a startled yelp, her voice trembling like a bleating goat. Warm lips brushed against her delicate ear, and the hot breath escaping between them made the tips of her ears flush red.
“Didn’t you hear earlier? We need to do it whenever we have the chance. Being this close to you makes it impossible to resist.”
“H-hngh… Still, doing this on a horse is…”
“It’s fine. We’re in the forest, aren’t we? And the donkey’s nowhere in sight.”
As he said, there was no one around to witness their actions. Holding the reins in one hand, Lucas brought the horse to a near halt and used his free hand to knead her chest.
Her soft, yielding b*****s molded under his touch as he roughly squeezed and kneaded them over her clothes.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Lucas murmured, “Your b*****s… It feels so good. Why are they so soft?”
“Stop… ngh, what if someone shows up!”
Seria squirmed in protest, but the hand on her chest didn’t let go. Lucas chuckled quietly, lowering his lips to the nape of her pale neck. Now that he had the chance, there was nothing to hold him back.
The unsettling height of the horse and the peculiar sensations coursing through her chest made Seria’s heart race wildly.
Lucas, still pressing his lips to her neck, whispered teasingly,
“So if no one shows up, I can keep touching you? Hah, I want to strip you down and suck on them. Can I?”
“How could you even…? That’s ridiculous!”
With one arm holding the reins and wrapped around her waist, Lucas slipped his other hand beneath her dress’s neckline. His calloused palm found the bare skin of her chest and relished its warmth.
His fingers pinched her stiffened n****e, rolling and teasing it. When he increased the friction, Seria’s back arched instinctively.
“Hnnngh, stop… ah…”
“Does it feel good, Seria? You’re so sensitive. Even on horseback, you’re reacting like this.”
Lucas’s teasing words were relentless as he continued to fondle her chest. Pressing himself closer against her, she felt something hot and solid against her backside. It was so firm it felt like a club, and the realization made Seria jump in alarm.
“W-what’s that behind me? Move it away… ahh!”
“What am I supposed to do? It’s the curse. You said you’d help me.”
Seria leaned back against his chest, letting out a faint whimper. Her blurred, violet eyes scanned the forest nervously. What if a hunter suddenly appeared? The thought worried her endlessly.
In stark contrast, Lucas didn’t seem concerned at all. He tugged down the top of her dress, exposing her chest. Gripping the now-bare mound in his hand, he kneaded it possessively, like it belonged to him.
“Seria, how about we do it here?”
“Are you crazy?! Ah, stop, stop touching me!”
Though she protested, Seria couldn’t put up much of a fight. The precarious height of the horse made her uneasy, but more than that, Lucas’s touch wasn’t entirely unpleasant. His earlier suggestion sparked a strange thrill within her—maybe doing it here, hidden in the secluded forest, would be exhilarating.
“Bhrrr!”
“Ahhh!”
Her wandering thoughts were cut short when the black horse reared up in protest, clearly displeased by the antics of the two on its back. Seria let out a startled scream as the horse bucked slightly. Lucas, reluctantly, withdrew his hand from her chest. After pulling up her dress, he wrapped his arm securely around her waist.
As quickly as it ended, Seria couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. Maybe she should have let it go on a little longer. Oblivious to her thoughts, Lucas clicked his tongue in annoyance.
“We’ll fall off at this rate. I’ll teach you how to ride properly next time.”
“Sorry… I should’ve learned earlier,” Seria murmured, her voice small.
Lucas spread his hand against her waist, tickling her slightly before whispering in a low, heated tone,
“Exactly. If you’d learned, we could’ve done it properly on the horse.”
“No matter what, doing it on horseback is…”
“Seria, nothing is impossible. Don’t say such weak things anymore.”
Pretending to be serious, Lucas teased her and then looked up at the sky, where a few stars had begun to twinkle. Holding her tighter against him, he remarked,
“Let’s head back. It’s getting dark. Hyah!”
At Lucas’s urging, the horse broke into a quick trot. Seria leaned into his firm chest, her body growing warmer from his heat. The forest faded into the background as they hurried toward their destination.
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