Chapter 23
“Celesto… wait… stop for a moment. If you just pull your hips back… ugh…”
Maybe because I hadn’t swallowed all my moans, Celesto pressed his head into the back of my neck and let out a beastly sound.
Push… push… his shaft kept burrowing endlessly between my thighs.
“Roarna… damn it… why like this… hngh”
The pleasure-laden voice slid along my ear. Every place his hot breath touched sent shivers down my spine.
A sticky heat surged deep in my lower abdomen. Even without proper penetration, my entrance, barely rubbing against his glans, burned with fiery sensation.
I bit my lip and grabbed a fistful of his golden hair.
“Just… stop… I mean… can’t even handle… this at my age…”
But my voice was already cracked and soaked with pleasure.
As if answering, Celesto pressed his hips harder. The sensation of his shaft grinding against me, as if to crush me, made my vision flare.
“Ughhh…!”
A moan I couldn’t hold back burst out.
“Haa… Roarna… so soft…”
“Hngh… ahhh…!”
“Warm… I feel like I’ll melt like this.”
Unfiltered words spilled from Celesto’s mouth. At the same time, his movements grew rougher, and my body was tossed helplessly across the bed.
Celesto still couldn’t move his hips properly. Clutching my knees with both arms, he simply pressed forward, over and over.
‘Last time, he seemed to move on his own…’
I gasped, clutching the sheets. The soft flesh along the insides of my thighs, endlessly rubbed by his rigid shaft, burned with heat.
“Damn… driving me crazy…”
Celesto muttered with his head pressed into the back of my neck.
“Ever since earlier… there’s this… intoxicating scent…”
Shivers ran from the spot where his lips touched me.
His voice had dropped nearly an octave lower than usual, like facing a beast growling deep inside a cave.
I forced myself to focus and shot back sarcastically.
“Use your brain to smell… listen to what I’m saying… ugh!”
But Celesto seemed deaf to my words, instinctively pressing his lower body against my thighs.
“Hngh… huff… ahhh…”
He let out a beastly sound, breathing heavily. He squeezed my thighs tighter and thrust his hips sharply. His grotesquely swollen shaft mercilessly crushed my sensitive flesh.
The sensation, more than mere friction, radiated from my thighs up into my lower abdomen. My legs tensed involuntarily.
The tighter my thighs held, the deeper and firmer Celesto’s shaft pressed between them. Every patch of skin pressed and rubbed by the rigid length burned with heat.
“Hah… huff… Roarna…”
His calloused hand gripped my thigh tightly, sliding along my skin and kneading the soft areas.
“You… why are you… so soft?”
“Hngh… uh… ugh, why all of a sudden…”
“Everywhere I touch… it’s all so pliant. Feels like… touching a cotton ball.”
Soon his thick thumbs began rubbing the insides of my thighs. The clitoral crushing combined with those teasing touches made it impossible to keep my mind clear.
I tried to hold onto my foggy reason, but the tingling pleasure running along my spine kept making me forget my original purpose.
Then his shaft shifted sharply again, rubbing deeply along the inside of my thighs. The stimulation was lighter than before, but the contact area was much wider.
At the same time, a thrilling shiver shot up my spine all the way to my brain. My vision flashed.
“……”
It was then that Celesto suddenly stopped moving.
“Roarna.”
“Hah… h—why…”
“Suddenly… it’s wet.”
“……”
I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn’t know anything about Celesto’s s*x life, and probably he didn’t either, but at least I knew he wasn’t the type to voice such embarrassingly intimate remarks.
So… the shame I felt hearing this now was entirely my fault.
‘Ah… seriously… when did he even take it, and the effect of the confession potion still hasn’t worn off?’
I blamed the confession potion.
Then, I suddenly realized that what I’d just done with Celesto was… almost like a conversation.
“…Hey.”
“Hah… h—what?”
I swallowed a curse in my mind.
That bastard. When I wasn’t feeling so embarrassed, he wouldn’t listen to a word I said. But now, right after that short moment, when I was wrapped in shame, he obediently listened.
Anyway, since things had come this far, it was only right to teach him what I originally intended.
“Pull your hips back. Don’t just keep thrusting like that.”
“What?”
Celesto didn’t seem to understand the intention of my words, but he still obediently moved his hips back.
I squeezed my thighs tightly at that moment. Between the soft flesh, I could feel his shaft shift and the tip of his glans pressing against me.
“Ugh.”
Celesto let out a ridiculously awkward moan.
I felt his body trembling against my shins. The arousal that had spilled out of him like droplets pooled against my lower abdomen.
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