Why Would a Holy Knight Be Afflicted with Such a Curse? - Chapter 10

Having confirmed my reaction, Celesto began to rub his index finger up and down. At first, he just rubbed the same spot over and over, but at some point, he started pressing precisely on my c******s. It seemed he had found the small bump hidden between my plump mounds.

So, if I touch… this… it works…

Muttering that, Celesto lifted himself up.

The finger rubbing my c******s was suddenly gone. At the same time, both my legs were grabbed by Celesto’s hands and spread apart.

“Huuh, heu… wait…”

Sensing danger, I struggled, kicking my legs. But there was no way a scholar, whose usual exercise consisted of walking from the lab to the carriage, could overpower a physically and mentally fit Holy Knight.

In the end, lying on the bed, I had no choice but to let my friend reduce me to this shameful state.

With my legs spread wide, my lower body was completely exposed. Although I hadn’t taken off my clothes yet, it didn’t do much to cover my private parts. Because my pants were soaked with my fluids, the flesh beneath was visible.

Celesto’s gaze poured over my exposed lower body. His eyes were fixed between my legs.

The spot transparently visible beneath the pants wet with lewd moisture. The most sensitive part of my body.

Whether he realized that spot was my weakness or not, Celesto swallowed hard.

…Then, not content with just gripping the shaft of his rigidly e***t manhood, he aimed the glans at my mound.

Hey. What is he doing?

I thrashed my body, trying to escape his grip.

I was scared. Afraid that Celesto, having lost his reason, would insert himself inside me like this.

For me, it would just be one instance of s*x, but for Celesto, it was different. The moment he inserted his manhood into a woman’s body, the vow of chastity he made during his initiation ceremony would be broken.

Even if we had grown distant, I didn’t want to see my friend stripped of his Holy Knight qualification. So I struggled with all my might.

Heat rose in my lower abdomen. Celesto was rubbing his manhood between my legs.

I twisted my hips and pushed against his lower abdomen. But the more I did, the more blatant Celesto’s movements became.

“Stay still… Roarna…”

“How can you say that, when— Ah!”

I was starting to get scared. I worried he might cross the line like this.

But Celesto didn’t remove my pants, nor did he insert his manhood.

At first, it was like pressing down firmly. Then, at some point, he started sliding his manhood over my mound.

As if stimulating my sensitively aroused c******s.

“Haah, heu… Cel, Les…to…”

The heat-radiating flesh rubbed once more against my softest skin. My c******s was pitifully squashed.

It wasn’t my imagination. Every time Celesto rubbed his glans against my center, the exact same spot was stimulated. The small bump his fingers had found earlier.

“Heu, haah… ha…”

I felt a dull pleasure through the fabric of my clothes. Whenever his glans crossed my center, the depths of my lower abdomen tingled.

What is this…?

My mind was completely clouded by the situation—my most sensitive spot being thoroughly rubbed by my childhood friend’s glans. It was almost strange how, amidst all this confusion, only the heat parting my legs was so vivid.

“Hoo, ha…”

Celesto’s breath spilled onto my chest.

Celesto rubbed the manhood he held in his hand against my center. The rigidly swollen glans pressed against my softest flesh.

Honestly, it was more obscene than penetration.

“Heueuk, aht… Ah-eung, ah…”

The glans crushing and pressing down on my c******s. With every rough contact, an intense sensation surged through me. My legs trembled involuntarily.

Squelch, squelch.

The sound of moisture rose endlessly from where we touched. Whether aroused by that lewd friction, Celesto spilled another stream of pre-c*m.

Soon, Celesto completely raised himself up. Balancing on both legs, he rubbed his manhood against me even harder than before.

“I feel like I’m melting…”

Celesto muttered.

Whether it was because of his thoroughly husky voice, or because of my squashed and pressed c******s, my hips suddenly jerked involuntarily.

In doing so, our positions shifted. The glans that had been precisely targeting my c******s slipped up towards my navel, leaving only the swollen glans in its place.

Then Celesto firmly wrapped one arm around my waist. And then, using the tip of his glans, he found my c******s, wet with my fluids, and began to rub it gently.

I was fixed in his embrace, unable to move, and had no choice but to receive the pleasure he gave.