3.2 

At that moment, she reached out her hand toward him.  

“Where are you going…?”  

“B-be careful!”  

Her body, still not fully recovered, swayed again. On the slippery floor of the bathroom, she lost her balance and began to fall.  

Adolf instinctively rushed to catch her.  

Squish…  

Forgetting for a moment that they were both n*ked, her soft br*asts pressed against his firm, hot chest. Without realizing it, he seemed to hold her even tighter, as if wanting to feel more of her softness.  

Her chest was now fully pressed against his chest and arms, completely glued to him. It was driving him insane.  

Shocked by his unconscious reaction, he nearly dropped her n*ked body. Regaining his composure, he prepared to safely place her on the bed.  

“Why… why are you doing this?” 

Clearly flustered, his military tone slipped out. Her small, delicate hand stroked down his chest. The unexpected touch sent shivers down his spine, making him feel overly excited.  

“To the bathtub… together…”  

She whispered sweetly.  

I must be drunk and hearing things.  

Adolf found it suspicious that his hidden thoughts kept spilling out of her mouth. He was certain either a demon had possessed him or he was under some kind of spell.  

Or… was there a curse on the last monster I had killed?  

As he briefly considered stopping by a holy temple for holy water on his way to the capital, Ella lightly slapped his b*ttocks with her small, delicate hand. It was unmistakably a gesture meaning to hurry up.

This was real.  

Like someone bewitched, he carried her into the bathtub.  

“This feels… nice…”  

The tub was small, so Adolf had to place her body on his lap.  

From atop him, she diligently began washing herself. Whether it was because she was too drunk to assess the situation properly or because she trusted him too much as a knight, this scene unfolded before him.  

Adolf was on the verge of madness, trying to suppress his *rousal while watching her innocently bathe.  

But despite his efforts, his manhood grew larger each time it brushed against her bottom. On top of that, the urge to release was creeping up on him.  

When was the last time I relieved myself…? If I release here, I’m truly trash. I need to sing a military song.  

But as he watched her small body squirm atop him, his mind went blank. He felt he truly was trash.  

As Adolf tried his best to remain still, she suddenly turned around to face him, looking dissatisfied. She began rubbing his chest with her small hands.  

His vision darkened. The sensation of her hands on his chest, shoulders, and stomach was too stimulating. On top of that, his manhood was now right in front of her nether region. Each time she moved to clean him, her p*bic hair brushed against his sh*ft. It was truly dangerous.  

“I-I can do it myself.”  

He was at his limit. An earnest plea escaped his lips. But she showed no signs of stopping and continued to stimulate him, sometimes roughly, sometimes gently.  

Fine, I’ll endure until she finishes washing.  

Though her touch was agonizing, it was also unbearably sweet. Unable to pull away, he bit his lower lip and endured her sweet torture. She seemed to finish washing herself, so all that remained was for him to quickly clean up and wrap things up. Just as he began repeating military songs in his head again, she…  

Suddenly, her hand moved toward his lower body. Adolf, who had his eyes closed to block out even the sight, failed to defend himself as her hand reached for his manhood. She softly grasped it and stroked up and down a few times.

“Stop!”

It was truly his limit. She looked at him with an innocent expression, completely unaware, but he was a virgin who had never been with a woman before. On top of that, he had been a knight who couldn’t even properly relieve himself for four years and three months. If this went any further, he didn’t know what he might end up doing. He didn’t want to do something he would regret. Struggling, he pushed her hand away and stood up.

Even in his haste to rise, he was careful not to hurt her. But he hadn’t anticipated that so much water would splash.

Cough, cough…

It seemed water had entered her nose, as she coughed uncontrollably. Her reddened nose made heat rise in him again, and his manhood twitched.

Damn it.

Even as she was in pain, he cursed his lower body for reacting this way.

“Are you alright?”

He couldn’t move, afraid that more water might splash, so he asked about her condition. Standing up, he couldn’t see her face. 

Was she okay? 

Just as he extended his hand to lift her chin and check, something happened.

Suddenly, his manhood was enveloped in the warmth of a moist membrane.

It felt as though time had momentarily stopped.

“Chup… Churup…”

Ah.

Now, even he could no longer restrain himself.

***

Unlike the assertive way she had initially taken him into her mouth,

“Ugh.”

Ella was struggling more than she had anticipated.

It was just… too big!

As expected, there was a certain gap between reality and imagination. Contrary to her initial thought that it might be like sucking on candy, Ella’s petite mouth was far too small compared to the man’s size.

“Ptooey.”

She spit out the overwhelming manhood and paused for a moment, deep in thought. She decided to focus solely on the gl*ns, while gripping the rest of the sh*ft with her right hand.

“Chup, churup…”

Using her tongue, she licked the gl*ns while her right hand moved up and down in a repetitive motion. Each time her tongue flicked, his manhood kept slipping upward. In the end, Ella used both her mouth and hands to handle him entirely.

“Ugh…”

Adolf’s thighs trembled uncontrollably. His manhood seemed even more aroused than before. A guttural growl escaped from his throat. He muttered to Ella, almost as if pleading.

“Ah, milady…”

“Chup…”

Ella, spurred on by his desperate tone, extended her tongue further to lick the entirety of the gl*ns. Recalling the sensation of licking ice cream, she diligently moved her tongue. After a while, as she continued licking, something other than her saliva began to flow, wetting the tip along with his opening.

‘What is this?’

Ella’s fingers moved toward the source of the liquid coming from his opening. As her index finger gently rubbed the urethral opening, a transparent, sticky fluid coated her finger. It was pre-*jaculate. She had occasionally seen this substance while using her hands on Shyle, but this was the first time she had encountered such a large amount.

The alcohol had erased any feelings of repulsion from her. Ella’s tongue approached his tip, now drenched in a mix of pre-*jaculate and saliva. The taste was slightly fishy and salty.

It wasn’t particularly flavorful, but… it was still quite tolerable.

Ella pressed the tip of her tongue firmly against the opening of his urethra, poking it repeatedly. Adolf’s body trembled more violently than before.

‘Now, how should I handle this?’

After a moment of deliberation, Ella seemed to come to a decision as she opened her mouth wide. Just as she took him into her mouth up to the middle—

“Stop… Don’t!”

Adolf, who had been standing still, trembling only in his thighs, unsure of what to do with his arms, hurriedly withdrew his manhood. Then, as if in a panic, he pulled Ella’s body upward to prevent her from licking him any further.

Suddenly, their eyes met. Ella tilted her head up and stared blankly at his face. His trembling lips and sharply defined jawline caught her attention.

‘Ah, now that I think about it, a kiss should come first! Did I rush too much?’

With a look of realization, Ella lunged toward Adolf’s lips. The heat of her lips crashing into his was so intense that Adolf instinctively closed his eyes.

Though he passively received her kiss at first, it was only for a moment. Despite it being his first kiss, an innate instinct took over, guiding his movements. His lips devoured Ella’s plump ones as if he were consuming them. Ella didn’t pull away either. Instead, she took the initiative and slipped her tongue into his mouth.

“Ahhh…”

Adolf let out a low groan without realizing it. He was so startled that his knees nearly buckled. Barely managing to steady his trembling legs, he tightened his arms around Ella’s waist.

Each time his tongue moved awkwardly, her small tongue enveloped his, guiding him gently.

Damn it.

Adolf cursed inwardly. This sensation was entirely new to him. The surge of excitement overwhelmed him, making it difficult to control his strength. As the pressure around her waist grew uncomfortable, Ella wriggled her body in response.

For Adolf, it was an emergency. Each time she squirmed, his manhood, pressed firmly against his abdomen, kept rubbing against her thighs.

For someone like Adolf, whose only experience with s*xual activity was solitary acts while looking at obscene magazines, the uncontrollable urge to climax surged through him.

‘No… I can’t…’

However, he could not endure the stimulation any longer. In the end, his body trembled as he released his s*men.