Chapter 34
“You seem more excited than I am.”
Instead of replying, Celesto pressed his lips to the nape of Roarna’s neck. Sliding his lips along the soft curve from her jawline to her throat, her body shivered ever so slightly.
“Wh-where… did you, huh, learn this?”
Celesto didn’t answer. There was no way he could say, I learned it myself every time I close my eyes and think of your skin.
He extended his tongue just as Roarna had earlier. Each time he traced it along a pulsing spot, her spine stiffened.
After a long moment of restraint, he spoke.
“So, what am I supposed to do?”
Celesto’s hand slid between Roarna’s thighs. He cupped her leg through the tight fabric of her pants, and she let out a low moan.
“Not so hasty. What exactly do you want me to do to satisfy you?”
His remaining hand brushed through her black hair and rested on her shoulder. Beneath the small head that one hand could easily hold, he gazed down at her shimmering lips.
His thumb, roughened with calluses, pressed gently against her lips. Her red, plump lips parted, releasing a heated breath.
It was then that Roarna spoke.
“..You really haven’t done this before?”
“Done what?”
“Never mind, it’s nothing.”
Roarna frowned out of habit.
“As for the kiss itself… you can do it however you want.”
“You told me not to be hasty.”
“That’s because I was trying to teach you how to crawl, and you were running around.”
Roarna fixed him with a flushed gaze.
“Later, you can do it however you like, but for now, go slowly. Breathe, watch my reactions. That’s how you learn what to do first.”
“Do I really need to learn that?”
“If you don’t learn this on the first day, you get excited and shove your c**k in right away.”
“……”
That was true.
Roarna let out a small sigh. Soon, the hands that had been pushing against Celesto’s chest wrapped around his neck again.
Celesto lowered his head, following Roarna’s touch. He rested his forehead against hers.
“I told you before. The first reason I’m teaching you to kiss is for breathing.”
Her sweet-scented breath fell over his lips.
“Don’t just thrust—make little breaks whenever you need to. So it doesn’t interfere with breathing.”
“Is that enough?”
“If it seems like it’s not, I’ll grab you and stop you again.”
At that, Celesto bit his tongue.
Should I tell her that it actually feels more stimulating when I get it wrong?
But he decided against it. If it were Roarna, hearing that would make her genuinely kick him—and that would only excite him more.
Celesto tilted his head slowly. His lips lightly bit Roarna’s lower lip.
“Like this?”
He whispered lowly.
Roarna let out a soft, low hum.
Celesto hesitated, wondering if he should ask more carefully, but he gave up. Her slightly parted, red lips were already tempting him.
Celesto offered no resistance. He simply surrendered from the start, letting himself engulf her lips. Ever since the curse had driven him to seek out Roarna, his reason had always been defeated.
His arms wrapped perfectly around her, holding her in his embrace. He pressed his lips against hers, gently rubbing them together.
At first, it was just light—featherlike.
But naturally, it didn’t stay that way for long.
“Huuh…”
Roarna let out a low moan.
From the breath brushing against Celesto’s lips came the sweet scent of fruit. The unique, sugary aroma made him swallow sharply.
He parted his lips as if to swallow it, and in an instant, Roarna’s lips were drawn into his mouth.
Her breath flowed into his mouth. Instead of probing deeply with his tongue, Celesto focused on the fragrance seeping in.
Then Roarna invaded his lips first.
Her small tongue swept through his mouth, leaving a sweet scent behind. Their soft tongues tangled, mixing with wet, sticky sounds.
Celesto cupped Roarna’s jaw with one hand. Unlike the gentle touch on her cheek, he applied just enough pressure to twist her jaw slightly, almost forcefully.
And this time, it was Celesto’s tongue that invaded Roarna—deeper, more insistently.
From there, it was almost a repetition of the actions from before.
Celesto mindlessly drew in everything about her: the sweet breath, the soft texture of her lips, even the little tongue trembling provocatively.
The more he focused on the kiss, the more the thoughts that had filled his mind sank into the heat—Leocel, explaining the academy research building to his brother; his suspicious death; the curse he had uncovered and fallen victim to.
In this moment, there was only one thing he didn’t forget: listening to Roarna’s breath.
By the time he was nearly suffocated, Celesto finally pulled his lips away.
“Haa, hhh…”
A transparent silver strand stretched long between them.
Celesto licked his flushed lips with his tongue. His eyes, watching Roarna gasp for breath, glinted with greed.
Roarna’s face was soaked with pleasure. Her slightly unfocused blue eyes made his heart throb painfully.
A question surfaced in the corner of his mind.
Why have I been feeling like this all along?
The inexplicable pounding continued, dull and strong as if branded into him.
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