A Hero Saves With Her Body - Chapter 90
i actually didn't do any revision... but i'll be updating this soon. feb or march 2025 :)
However, the dress that exposed more than half of her chest seemed out of place with that image.
“You’re as beautiful as ever, Rosé.”
Jerome didn’t hold back his admiration towards Rosé, whom he had completed his work on. As he carved a large U-shape at her back, her scent wafted close to him.
In his younger days, he had arrogantly believed that there was no woman who could perfectly carry off his dresses, but now he knew better. Rosé was the source of his inspiration.
“When I think of this beautiful body being covered by a black cloak, my heart aches.”
“Jerome too….”
Rosé laughed it off as a joke, but he was sincere as usual. In his heart, he wanted to tear the black cloak to shreds and dress her only in his designs.
With a bitter smile, Jerome took a step back. Greed was the enemy of aesthetics. He was a tailor, not the man who owned Rosé.
“Then have a good day today, Rosé.”
“You too, Jerome.”
Rosé bid farewell to Jerome with a cheek kiss and left the salon. At that moment, Jerome grabbed her wrist, and what he wanted to do next was beyond imagination.
* * *
At that moment, there was a chill in the Blue Rock. The cause was a man, a tiger nervously pacing between the entrance hall and the parlor.
Muho had been waiting for Rosé at the Blue Rock since dawn, and now the sunset was setting.
“Damn it, why isn’t she here? Did she get into an accident or something?”
He heard that she was going out for guild business, but he never dreamed she wouldn’t be home by this time. Perhaps he should’ve followed her.
While Muho anxiously waited for her like she was a runaway wife, Elion sat leisurely on the sofa, sipping tea. He had a very practical ability called shared vision.
“It seems like she just got off the carriage. We just need to wait a little longer.”
“Damn it, did she come here after…?”
Elion nodded sympathetically to Muho’s earnest question.
Since there was no actual insertion involved, it wouldn’t fall under the category of ‘doing.’ Of course, it was a strange atmosphere.
“Huh? Master?”
“Hey! You’re late!”
At that moment, when Rosé opened the entrance door and entered, she spotted her master and pursed her lips.
Looking at Rosé with eyes that said ‘I’m innocent,’ Muho felt his heart pounding in frustration.
But that was only for a moment; when Rosé extended her lips, he wavered with uncertainty.
“No, it’s just… I was worried. If you meet someone else and come after meeting another guy, what am I supposed to do? No, don’t look at me like that.”
In the end, Muho wiped his face with both hands and sighed deeply. Ah. What can I do with such a beautiful face?
“I’m sorry. I raised my voice too much. I’m not angry… I’m just really worried. I’m sorry.”
His transition from a tiger showing its claws to a tail-drooping puppy was instantaneous.
“You know I really like you, right? Hmm?”
Muho tapped her shoulders affectionately. He was indeed an easy man to handle.
“What should I do for you? A necklace? Meat? Just say it. Hmm?”
“It’s fine. What can I do to someone who got angry after I came home late from work?”
Muho’s eyes became moist as if he were about to cry. What if she leaves me? What if she goes to another man? What if she gets tired of me?
In front of her, the dignity and pride of a tiger couldn’t even compare to a claw.
“I really messed up. Forgive me. Huh? Rosé, don’t go. Can I follow you? Can I go? Huh?”
Muho followed Rosé upstairs, stuttering as he spoke.
A sigh escaped Elion’s lips as he watched them. He felt like he knew what would happen next, so he deliberately ended the sight-sharing.
* * *
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me just this once. Huh?”
Muho, who had followed Rosé all the way to her bedroom, pleaded. He was getting too close for someone who was asking for forgiveness.
Rosé couldn’t resist Muho’s strength and was pushed against the wall. When she glanced down, she saw his already-er*ect c*ck.
“Master, why are you doing this here?”
“You’re walking around in such revealing clothes, am I not supposed to worry? What do you think, disciple?”
Yes, yes…
Muho smirked at Rosé’s reluctant answer and teased her b*ttocks with his fingers.
“Can I check?”
“Ugh, Master.”
His fingers were slipping past her pelvis bone and entered inside her.
The examination was something he insisted on whenever her master felt uneasy. Afraid of his only companion wandering, he sometimes examined Rosé’s v*ginal walls.
He not only checked for s*men but also the feeling of the v*ginal walls. If there was even a slight relaxation, his suspicion arose. So Rosé always had to tighten around Muho’s fingers.
“It’s w*t. You’re soaking.”
Moistening her underwear, his index finger slid into her v*gina. Rosé whimpered, lifting her heels.
“Ugh, Master. I don’t like it…”
“Were you really with someone else before coming here?”
Muho’s eyes flashed with irritation and anger. The person asking for forgiveness had turned into someone else now.
Until now, she had skillfully avoided the hardcore zone, but perhaps she didn’t know where the limit was. Muho’s suspicions were becoming more intense as time passed.
“There’s no c*m, and it doesn’t look like you used your p*ssy. Did you do it with your mouth? You c*m when you do it with your mouth.”
A thick finger suddenly rummaged inside her mouth. After exploring her inner cheeks and the back of the tongue, it probed deeper into her throat and touched the mucous membranes.
“There’s no c*m.”
He sucked on the finger covered in Rosé’s saliva and then inserted the w*t finger back into her v*gina.
“Ugh!”
“I told you not to walk around in these clothes.”
Her eyes resisted Muho’s gaze. With a scoff, Muho pushed his finger deeper inside.
“Ugh!”
“I told you. If you walk around like this, all the guys will want to stick it in your p*ssy.”
The slightly bent finger flicked against her v*ginal walls like plucking a guitar string. With each thrust, thick c*m splattered in all directions.
When she was unable to bear it and tried to sit down, her tongue was suddenly pushed into her mouth. The kiss, which felt like he was scolding a cheating lover, was forceful and rough without any consideration.
She could feel his rage when he grabbed her chin with his hand. It was punishment solely meant to take her breath away.
“Ouch!”
Another finger entered her hole. Three fingers spread apart like scissors, stretching her v*gina. They lingered until they caught on the bones before pulling out completely until the water dripped down.
“It’s not working. Lie down.”
Her arm with bulging veins pushed her onto the bed. She instinctively tried to grab the bed wall, she crawled slowly, but Muho grabbed her skirt firmly.
“Master! Ugh, stop!”
“Is this also a gift from that guy? That sewing bastard.”
His long-nailed hand tore the dress to shreds. The new dress that was clean without a single wrinkle quickly turned into rags. As his beastly desire surged, white fur began to grow on the back of Muho’s hand.
“Why is this corset so tight? Are you trying to show off your big chest?”
“Ugh!”
Muho tightened the corset all the way. Her br*asts swelled as if the milk would bounce out of the corset.
“Ugh, M… Master….”
“Showing off your t*ts to someone else, what are you trying to do? Want me to suck on your n*pple?”
The n*pple that peeked slightly above the corset was twisted tightly. It was soon engulfed in one gulp. The er*ect tip swirled wildly inside his hot mouth. The thick tongue circled around the n*pple tip, soaking it in saliva before sucking it again.
“Ha, ugh… I’m sorry. Huh!”
Sorry, but I have no intention of forgiving easily. Muho lowered his pants slightly, pulled out his c*ck, and thrust it straight into the v*gina.
“If you wanted to get f*cked, why didn’t you say so? You were enduring it because I didn’t know.”
Thud! A fist-sized gl*ns pierced through Rosé. Huh! A groan of pain close to agony burst out. It wasn’t the usual size.
“This is also being quite lenient.”
Although his c*ck had been reduced to a tenth of its size, Muho thought he shouldn’t have done it if she would enjoy it this much.
Of course, this size wasn’t the same as his original c*ck. To accommodate that, her v*ginal entrance would have to be five times wider than it is now.
“Huh, it’s definitely full. It doesn’t seem as w*t as yesterday though.”
The sh*ft he pulled out was like a lump of raw meat. The hole seemed to withstand some pressure, but her v*ginal walls didn’t loosen. The uneven bumps stuck firmly to her tender insides, making it impossible to move up and down.
The gl*ns were supple and fleshy like a human’s, but only the shell was as tough and rough as tiger skin. Normally, he would make even the gl*ns soft and pliable. But now, he couldn’t help it because he was angry.
“Ah, oh, ugh!”
“Does it hurt? But you’re squeezing inside.”
As her excitement peaked, the muscles of the lower abdomen tensed further. He wanted to expand his c*ck to fill her belly completely, but seeing her cry for mercy made him want to console her.
Muho nibbled on Rosé’s earlobe as he humped his hips. With each thrust in and out, her v*ginal walls clung and pulled on his sh*ft.
Despite being scratched like that, seeing her getting w*t showed that she was enjoying this d*ck too. His c*ck lengthened as he penetrated her ut*rus inside.
His gl*ns rose up, pressing against a firm part in that state. Rosé groped around while whimpering. The outline of the c*ck was clearly visible on her skin.
“Ah! Master, I’m sorry, no! I’m sorry!”
“I’ll forgive you if you’re obedient. If you spill everything like last time, I’ll know to plug it up.”
“Ah, ah, aah!”
His c*m spurted out from the gl*ns that had swollen in the middle. Since it had expanded, she wouldn’t be able to escape from him for a few hours. Muho turned Rosé around and kissed her.
“Uh, hmm…”
“Haa, if you… turn your body recklessly, I’ll kill you.”
Not just kill you. I’ll torture you and play with you like a toy with a noose until you’re sick of it.
If you couldn’t bear it anymore, you would die; if you endured it, you would live like that for the rest of your life.
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