“Ahhh! Ugh, it’s so ugly! What is this?! Why would you even…?”

Seria blurted out, her lips moving without realising what she was saying. A hand flew up to cover her eyes, as if she couldn’t bear to look at the grotesque sight any longer.

Kashan, caught off guard by her unexpected reaction, raised an eyebrow in mild disbelief.

“Are you seriously talking about my d*ck?”

“Ugh… yes…”

Seria whimpered, her voice quivering with embarrassment and disgust.

Kashan pushed his p*nis forward, right in Seria’s face, his tone dripping with incredulity.

“Ugly, you say? Isn’t that a bit shameless? Especially to someone who was helping you out, because you were leaking so much down there, I thought the bed was going to get soaked.”

“W-what? That can’t be…”

Seria stammered, her voice filled with disbelief as she mumbled defensively, claiming she had never removed the wooden stick. Her hand instinctively reached between her legs to feel for herself. To her shock, the stick blocking the entrance was indeed gone.

The area around the opening was a sticky mess, covered in thick slime.

“H-how did this even…?”

“Tch, looks like you got careless and spilled it somewhere.”

Kashan remarked dismissively. Grasping the base of his p*nis, he began to align the tip with her opening once more, rubbing it deliberately against her sensitive folds.

The blunt, heated surface of his p*nis pressed against her delicate membranes, the heat radiating directly onto the tender tissue.

“Ah, ahh, it tickles…”

“Shh, it’s all right. If I put this in here, at least it’ll stop all the leaking.”

“P-put it in?”

Seria’s eyes widened in disbelief as she shook her head vigorously. Even with her blurred vision, she could see the sheer size of what Kashan held in his hand – it was grotesquely large and imposing, far thicker than her own forearm.

The mere thought of something that size going inside her was unimaginable. Where would it fit…?

Every time the blunt tip of his p*nis rubbed against her sensitive folds, moving from her entrance to her cl*t, a shiver ran down Seria’s spine, causing her to shudder uncontrollably.

“This is impossible…”

“Why do you think it’s a lie?”

Her nervousness made the already small entrance even smaller. The tension in the opening made penetration completely impossible.

Finally, Kashan grew impatient and pulled his p*nis away, bringing his hand to the area instead. His thick fingers gently parted the soft folds, tapping lightly around the entrance.

Then the clear honey trapped inside began to pour out in a sudden gush.

“Ugh, yes…”

His fingertips, coated in her love juice, gently spread it over her cl*t. He caressed the swollen flesh, moving his fingers slowly from side to side.

At that moment, Seria felt as if thunder and lightning were flashing before her eyes.

“Hic, ha!”

A tingling sensation ran through her, causing her p*ssy to tighten involuntarily. Unable to withstand the overwhelming pleasure, her legs kicked aimlessly in the air, out of her control.

It wasn’t long before Seria was completely captured and subdued by Kashan.

“Stay still.”

“Haa, ugh, ugh…”

The pressure of Kashan’s fingers teasing her cl*t gradually increased. Already reddened, the sensitive nub became even more swollen, turning a deeper shade of crimson.

Her cl*t, now slick with her love juices, slipped easily at the slightest touch, causing a ticklish sensation. The unfamiliar pleasure, the unfamiliar feeling, radiated outwards from Seria’s core, spreading through her entire body.

“Hic, hng, haa…”

She arched her back and twisted her body, unable to bear the tickling, tingling sensation any other way.

Her plump lips parted slightly, letting out shallow breaths and constant moans. Watching Seria’s reactions, Kashan became even more persistent, rubbing her cl*t with increasing concentration. Occasionally he twisted the swollen nub as if to pinch it.

“Haahk, ah!”

A long, shuddering moan escaped Seria’s lips. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably as she clutched the helpless blanket, unsure of what to do. Her blue eyes quivered endlessly, as if overwhelmed by the seemingly bottomless waves of pleasure surging through her, leaving her terrified of their unrelenting intensity.

“Is it… really, Hng, going to be okay?”

Seria asked, running her hands over Kashan’s body. For some reason, the longer his touch lingered, the more she felt the flow of her love juices increase beneath her.

Even now it was happening – warm liquid was pouring abundantly between her legs.

It had never flowed like this before.

“Don’t you trust me?”

“B-but… I was told… I shouldn’t do things like this with just any man…”

“Just any man? I went out of my way to save your life and help you escape from the North, yet you treat me so coldly.”

“B-but…”

Seria stammered, unable to find a proper answer.

“This is simply to heal your body, there is no need for unnecessary concern.”

Even as he spoke, Kashan couldn’t help but wonder at himself. When had he become so adept at lying so smoothly, without a hint of shame?

He was almost amazed at his own audacity. Without hesitation, he slid his finger deep into her loose, quivering entrance.

“Hhic, ah!” 

Seria’s body jolted sharply, flailing in response. Kashan effortlessly pressed her down with his own body, pinning her in place so she couldn’t move. Then, he curled the finger he had inserted, stirring the slick, wet flesh inside in a slow, deliberate motion.

“Tsk, I knew it. It’s completely flooded inside.”

“Hngh, ugh! Nngh…” 

The fingers buried deep inside gently rubbed against the densely folded walls, teasing the textured flesh. Then, without restraint, they explored every corner at their own pace. Each movement produced obscene, squelching sounds that echoed between her legs.

At the explicit noises, Seria’s ears flushed bright red. She shook her head vigorously, unable to believe such sounds were coming from her own body.

“Hic, hng, h-how could this…?”

“It’s fine,” Kashan reassured her. “I’ll take care of everything for you.”

Kashan whispered as he vigorously stirred the slick, wet flesh with his hooked fingers. His voice, unusually gentle, carried a smooth, soothing tone. The low, pleasant sound lingered sweetly in Seria’s ears.

“Just stay still and keep your legs spread like that.”

Kashan inserted another finger, then began to spread the inner walls as if cutting with scissors. He worked not only on the deeper areas but also around the entrance.

As a result, the once-tight entrance had loosened completely, becoming soft and pliable. Kashan promptly withdrew the finger he had inserted. Then, as if anticipating the moment, he positioned himself, bringing his p*nis forward.

As the blunt tip of his p*nis pressed against her entrance, the opening quivered eagerly, as if it had been waiting for this moment. Unlike before, when it was tightly clenched, it now flexed and pulsed as though ready to take him in at any moment.

Kashan didn’t give Seria a moment to gather her thoughts before he pushed his p*nis directly into the narrow opening. In an instant, Seria’s limp body stiffened like a plank of wood.

“Hahk, hng, hhmp…” 

The sudden, forceful intrusion made it feel as though she might tear apart, leaving Seria unable to let out a proper scream. She could only gasp sharply for breath, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Her entrance stretched tightly around the thick, substantial p*nis, struggling to accommodate its girth.

Even though less than half had been inserted, Seria already felt as if she had lost all sensation below.

Her slick, soaked inner walls were forced apart by the unyielding intruder, stretching and parting with each movement.