Chapter 55
Thinking about that, it put my mind somewhat at ease.
The fact that I kept expecting something from Celesto, that I was trying to derive pleasure by teaching him new acts—
It was all because I was sexually frustrated.
Just as I thought that—
Suddenly, Celesto looked up at me sharply.
“…‘Been a while,‘ you said.”
Hmm… was it my imagination? I suddenly felt a chill.
Just then, the middle finger that had been filling me was abruptly pulled out.
Before I could react to the sudden movement, the finger plunged back in, all the way to the deepest part in one go.
“Heu, ha-eu… eung!”
Whenever the finger slowly moved back and forth inside me, a squelching sound echoed.
His bumpy, rough skin rubbed against various spots inside me. As if performing a delicate experiment.
He checked the contractions of my mucous membrane one by one, adjusting his speed.
“How long has it been?”
A low voice resonated in my ear.
“Your last time with someone else. How long ago was it?”
“Why do you, care about that? Ah-eung, eung!”
“Because I’m going crazy from how tight you are, so just answer.”
An eerie light flickered over Celesto’s eyes. His gaze was fixed on the junction where his fingers intertwined with my lower body.
“When was the last time?”
Celesto’s questioning persisted.
“Heueuk, ha. It’s been so long, I don’t, remember…”
“Months? Years?”
“From when I was, preparing my thesis… so probably in years…”
Sniffling, I clutched his shoulder.
‘Does he really become a different person when his d**k gets hard?’
No matter how I thought about it, it was strange. Usually, he’d look appalled at words like d**k or c**k, but at times like this, he’d engage in dirty talk and act like a possessive, suspicious lover.
Is it because of that?
I thought, looking at Celesto’s lower abdomen, which had been glowing with a menacing light.
Through his still-damp pants, the curse mark was emitting a fierce red glow.
To be honest, my research on the Lust Curse had been progressing slowly. Aside from meeting Celesto regularly, I had barely been able to do anything.
The biggest reason was that I couldn’t access the stele that served as the curse’s medium.
There was no way an outsider like me could access the old chapel area, which was forbidden even for clergy belonging to the order.
So we didn’t even know the exact mechanism of the curse. All I could do was stimulate Celesto and observe his reactions.
In other words… it wasn’t strange that he showed different tendencies in situations where he was strongly influenced by the curse—that is, when his desires were heightened.
However, there was one problem with this hypothesis…
“Wait!”
At my sudden cry, Celesto’s movements stopped.
Meeting his gaze, I caught my breath. Because my lower abdomen was trembling, my voice kept coming out strange.
“Not, not like that… like you’re, sweeping the inside wall… heueu, a little more slowly…”
“…”
Celesto was silent for a moment, as if taken aback by my brazen demand.
But soon, he began to move his fingers as I instructed.
His long, thick fingers started stroking my vaginal wall as if sweeping it.
“Like this?”
“Heu, ah-eung, eung… a little deeper right there…”
This was precisely the problem with the hypothesis that ‘the curse could change a person’s disposition.’
The fact that Celesto actually listened to what I said.
If the hypothesis were true, Celesto should ignore my wishes and push his own desires.
But his fingers were faithfully following my instructions.
Rubbing the vaginal wall opposite my navel, he fumbled around, searching for something he didn’t even know.
Then, his finger brushed against ‘that spot.’
“Ah…!”
My hips jerked.
Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around Celesto’s neck. My body convulsed beyond my control.
At that, Celesto stopped his finger and froze. He was probably surprised by my reaction, which he’d never seen before.
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