Chapter 211
Whether it was due to the slippery wetness or the way his fingers traced her folds, each stroke sent tingles down her spine, her waist trembling. The stimulation was unfamiliar and shameful, yet strangely addictive. Hic… Hic… Shuddering, Jaha found herself lost in dangerous thoughts.
What would it feel like if that finger pushed inside…?
“R-Rikanan… Hah… H-Have you… done this before?”
“What do you mean?”
“With the place you’re touching now… That is…”
“Have you tried a**l?”
He pressed his thumb against the hole and asked in a voice laced with amusement.
“Why are you curious about that, Jaha?”
“Where I’m from, people don’t really do it…”
“Ah, so they only use this side there?”
His other hand brushed over her v***a. Jaha shivered and nodded, causing his blue eyes to gleam dangerously for a moment. Rubbing her soft back hole, he added in a slightly lowered voice:
“Then I guess no one’s taken you here. Not even past men.”
“Because doing it there is perverted.”
“Oh? Here, it’s just one of many options.”
His fingers, having lightly pinched her c**t, now pushed into her p***y while teasing her a**s. As he thrust deeper, lewd, squelching sounds soon rose from between Jaha’s legs.
“Some people only do it here unless they’re trying for a child.”
“Hnngh, ah—”
“Some even implant parasitic monsters for fun with their partners. Once it settles in the rectum, it keeps things clean and secretes fluids to transform the hole into one that can take a c**k. There’s also a d**g called ‘Fairy’s Tears’ for similar purposes.”
Fingers skillfully working her below, paired with unimaginable whispers in her ear—Jaha couldn’t gather her thoughts.
Before she knew it, the fingers probing her intimate places had increased to two. On top of that, the tingling, perverse pleasure from her constantly touched back hole only grew stronger. Her whole body felt weightless, her mind hazy.
So they don’t really reject a**l s*x here. This world really does lean toward Western s****l norms.
Unlike Earth, hygiene didn’t seem to be a concern in this magic-filled world—but she still couldn’t shake her aversion. It wasn’t meant for that purpose, and she’d heard women barely felt pleasure from it anyway.
‘Though I think I might be one who can…’
In her dreams, she’d even taken the emperor’s c**k there and melted in pleasure—so maybe with this man too…
A craving for unknown ecstasy and curiosity made her insides tremble, lewd heat spreading through her body.
After a long hesitation, Jaha finally spoke.
“Rikanan… do you want to do it there?”
“If you allow it, of course I’d be delighted.”
He traced circles around her a**s while curling the fingers inside her p***y upward.
“Haaahhk!”
A dizzying pleasure jolted through Jaha’s entire body. He watched intently as her already slender waist arched beautifully.
Asking if he wants to f**k her a*s—of course he does.
From the start, there wasn’t a single part of this woman’s body that didn’t arouse him. Everywhere, this innocent woman got excited for reasons she couldn’t even imagine.
Even now, he wanted to rub his p***s against the hollow of her back. Against her straight spine, the pronounced shoulder blades, the delicate curve where her neck met her shoulders, the prominent collarbones, the space between her armpit and arm, the bend of her legs, her soft hair, her pink knees, her plush soles—hell, even against her cute, wriggling toes.
He wanted to ruin her from head to toe. Yet, there was only one reason he held back.
“But if Jaha doesn’t allow it, I have no intention of forcing her.”
Jaha, her mind hazy, thought: So it’s not that he wasn’t interested—he just didn’t push it.
‘If it won’t hurt or leave aftereffects… maybe trying it once would be… okay?’
No, she was already feeling enough pleasure as it was. Why bother with that…?
As she wavered, lost in the heat, his voice cut through.
“Didn’t you want to be wrecked beyond recognition today, Jaha?”
The devil’s whisper pierced her intoxicated mind.
“You want to be pushed to the point of losing yourself, don’t you? To be degraded with filthy words.”
Her body flinched at how accurately he read her.
Because—he wasn’t wrong.
“Wanna try it? ‘The perverted stuff.’”
His fingers, already inside her, pressed firmly against her inner walls as he made the offer.
It wasn’t as intense as hitting her deepest spot, but the stimulation was enough to make her mind go blank. And yet, even then, she couldn’t ignore the fingers teasing her rim, tracing every crease.
The strange texture of silk gloves, the shame of fingers touching a place she never thought anyone would touch, her body burning hotter than usual for some reason—
This is weird.
I don’t understand what’s happening.
“If not today, then when? Just a thin one, as a test—wanna try?”
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