Even so, she still couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze. It was hard to believe that the man’s hands were exploring every part of her body.
‘They always said things like this shouldn’t be done carelessly…’
But at this point, did it even matter? Perhaps it was the surreal nature of the situation, or maybe sheer exhaustion had taken over. With quiet resignation, Seria yielded herself to Kashan.
Despite his rugged appearance, Kashan’s touch was surprisingly gentle. It felt as though he was exerting force to squeeze the milk from her br*asts, yet it wasn’t painful or uncomfortable.
At first glance, it seemed as if Kashan was merely helping Seria extract the milk.
“No matter how much I squeeze, the milk just keeps flowing.”
Kashan murmured as he leaned down, burying his face in Seria’s br*ast. Then, without warning, he took one br*ast into his mouth, biting down firmly.
Seria’s eyes widened in surprise, her mouth falling open in shock.
She could vividly feel the soft tongue wrapping around her *rect n*pple. The rough texture of the tongue slid over br*ast like a snake coiling around its prey.
“Ahhh, ah!”
“Shhh, stay quiet.”
His hard teeth lightly grazed and nibbled at her n*pple. Each bite sent an unfamiliar sensation surging between her legs, almost like a pulse.
“Ahhh, hhh… ugh…”
She couldn’t string together a coherent thought. Her mind felt as though it was blank, awash in white. Through her hazy vision, the only thing she could make out was the barbarian man greedily sucking at her br*ast.
Kashan, with his towering, muscular frame, devoured her br*ast like a hungry child. His other hand gripped the opposite br*ast, teasing the n*pple with gentle, tantalising movements.
Overwhelmed by the strange, tickling sensation, Seria’s eyelids quivered slightly as she struggled to cope. Her slender body twisted and turned on the cheap wooden bed.
Seria’s breathing grew heavier and more labored. A strange moan, one she had never uttered before, kept escaping her lips alongside her gasping breaths.
“Hik, ahhh, ugh!”
With Kashan’s mouth latched onto her br*ast, he sucked so forcefully that the amount of milk being drawn out far exceeded what had been released when he had used his hand. She could vividly feel the sensation of milk being expelled from the tip of her br*ast.
Her slender thighs quivered violently, almost as if in convulsion. Although it was her br*ast that was being suckled, an inexplicable ticklish sensation had been stirring in her p*ssy for a while now.
“Why are you making such a big deal out of sucking some milk?” Kashan muttered in frustration as he watched Seria gasp for breath after sucking her br*asts for so long.
He then increased the intensity of his suction on her n*pple, pulling the soft flesh into his mouth even more aggressively than before. Her once round and plump br*asts were now visibly deformed by his rough handling.
How much longer had he suckled on her? The once swollen br*ast seemed to have subsided slightly, and the amount of liquid flowing from the n*pple had noticeably decreased.
Kashan, seemingly aware of this, pulled his lips away from her br*ast to check. Indeed, the side that Kashan had been suckling on no longer produced milk.
“Huh…….”
Seria squeezed her br*ast, seemingly in disbelief. Yet, a small trickle of milk continued to flow from the other side.
Kashan licked his lips before latching onto the other br*ast again. Soon enough, the milk from that side stopped flowing as well. However, it was uncertain how long the effect would last.
“Thank you…… .”
Seria found her own words ridiculous. To think she was thanking a man who had been suckling her br*asts the entire time.
But, despite everything, she was simply relieved that the milk, which had been overflowing uncontrollably, had finally stopped.
Perhaps because Kashan had been suckling her n*pples earlier, her pale cheeks were now deeply flushed. The itch between her legs still lingered. Kashan wiped his glossy lips, slick with milk and saliva, and smiled.
***
Despite sleeping deeply, Seria’s entire body felt stiff and sore, likely due to curling up on a cheap wooden bed.
“Ahhh…”
She let out a sigh, a faint moan slipping through her clenched teeth.
It was probably morning, but the small window in the room was covered by the neighbouring building, so no sunlight could enter.
The room was still dark, almost impossible to tell whether it was night or day.
Seria staggered to her feet from where she had been lying and reached for the bell with hesitant hands out of habit. But she knew there was no such thing here. She let out a deep sigh as her current situation came back to her.
Kashan sat on a rickety wooden chair near the bed, trying to sleep. Unlike the previous night, when he had unhesitatingly sprawled out on the bed, this time he chose not to lie down on the same bed as Seria. The small and seemingly fragile chair was clearly unsuitable for his large frame. His discomfort while trying to sleep was evident, and it stirred a slight sense of guilt in Seria.
Kashan’s tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. In the dim room, his golden eyes glimmered with an unusual light. Without realizing it, Seria instinctively shrank back, as if gripped by fear.
“You’re awake?”
Seria nodded silently in response, saying nothing. She remained standing, visibly tense, quietly watching Kashan, as though waiting to see what he would do next.
Upon waking, Kashan quickly ran a hand through his disheveled hair before standing up from where he had been lying. He put on the armor he had carelessly taken off the night before.
Though it was called armor, it was far from what official knights wore, offering just enough coverage to protect his torso. Noticing this as Kashan prepared to leave, Seria instinctively draped her robe over herself.
As they left the room, Kashan handed the key and a few silver coins to the innkeeper, then headed toward a secluded area. Seria silently followed behind him, saying nothing.
Unlike the noisy and chaotic scene of drunken patrons the night before, the bar was quiet in the early morning. Occasionally, a few staggering customers would enter, most of them looking like they had been drinking until dawn.
Before long, a bowl of clear soup was served in front of Seria and Kashan. It had been so long since she had last seen a proper meal. As the fragrant aroma reached her nose, her stomach growled loudly.
“Thank you for the food…” she murmured softly, carefully picking up the wooden spoon.
It wasn’t the silver utensils she was accustomed to, but she didn’t mind at all. She scooped up a generous amount of soup and immediately brought it to her mouth, savoring the simple yet comforting flavor of the food.
However, instead of the expected flavor, the soup was completely bland. There wasn’t a trace of meat, and it was so lacking in salt that it tasted utterly insipid.
‘W-what is this…?’
Seria was so startled that she couldn’t swallow the soup properly, and some of it dribbled from her mouth. Kashan, seated across from her, smirked slightly, as if he had anticipated her reaction.
‘This tastes awful!’
Even the bread that came with the soup was no different. For Seria, bread was supposed to be warm, soft, and moist… but the bread here was cold and incredibly hard. She even worried that her teeth might break if she tried to bite into it.
Holding the hard bread, Seria had no idea how to eat it as she quietly glanced at Kashan. He, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed by the bread’s hardness and ate it without any difficulty.
Noticing Seria’s hesitation, Kashan spoke.
“What’s wrong? Is the food not suited to your refined taste?”
“……Stop teasing me.”
Kashan only laughed harder as he effortlessly finished the remaining soup in his bowl. Meanwhile, Seria’s food remained almost untouched, looking just as it did when it was first served.
“If you’re not going to eat, we might as well leave.”
Kashan said, standing up without hesitation.
Seeing him move to leave, Seria reluctantly began eating her food. She took a large bite of the dry, hard bread and forced herself to drink the soup. The strain was evident as a choking sound escaped her lips. Despite the difficulty, she continued to chew and swallow the remaining food.
She didn’t know when she would get to eat again, so while there was food, she had to fill her stomach. She knew this well—she had no right to complain about the food.
After forcing herself to finish breakfast, they stepped out of the bar and were greeted by the bright sunlight that bathed the cobblestone road. The village, which had seemed so frightening the night before, now looked much more orderly and pleasant.
Of course, she still couldn’t see any women like herself around.
“So, where do you plan to go now?”
While staring blankly and silently at the view of the alley, Seria heard a low and dry voice resonate in her ears. At Kashan’s question, she blinked her round eyes before bowing her head slightly.
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kadycat88
I hope she comes back to the jewel bags and show it to Kashan so at least they could use it (not on wherever they are ofc but maybe on next village or something?). But since this is a smut, the jewels are probably the least worry of the author haha