As his p*nis slowly withdrew, Reina’s insides clung stickily to it, as if reluctant to let go.
“Eung, ah.”
The sensation of her sensitive, swollen inner walls being slowly scraped caused her whole body to tremble slightly.
She lightly bit her lip, but couldn’t stop herself from moaning. The thick pillar slowly withdrew. As her v*gina tightened, she could feel every bulging vein on the firm flesh.
Reina’s legs trembled and convulsed before wrapping around Kaelid’s waist.
“Haa, haa…….”
The man took a deep breath and thr*st inside her again. Her head fell back. A m*an of ecstasy mingled with her shallow, broken breathing.
He lowered his head, slowly licking her white neck as he moved closer.
“Ah, ah…… haa, ah!”
Whenever something large entered her v*gina, Reina flinched, causing her whole body to react. Her thin fingers dug into the man’s back. As Kaelid’s movements became more intense, so did Reina’s excited m*ans.
The bed creaked under the strain, rocking with each movement. Their ragged breathing mingled with the wet, squelching sounds echoing through the room. The sticky air clung to their feverish bodies.
“Ugh, hhhngh…”
Reina clung to the man’s sweat-drenched shoulder. Her body moved up and down in time with the loud, thudding sounds.
The pleasure that began deep in her abdomen spread throughout her body, leaving her dizzy. His broad p*nis tip grazed her sensitive inner walls, and his firm length rubbed relentlessly against her slick tissues.
“Haaah…”
Kaelid’s hot breath brushed against her flushed skin. His arms trembled as he gripped her slender waist tightly. She could feel his large hand squeezing her br*ast, the soft flesh spilling between his fingers. The sensation wasn’t painful, but overwhelmingly pleasurable.
He circled her taut n*pple with his fingertip before biting down firmly.
“Ah—ahng!”
The sharp pain from his sucking and kneading of her n*pple made her body flinch. Even that pain morphed into dizzying pleasure, clouding her thoughts. Reina struggled desperately, but she couldn’t escape the sensations he was giving her.
Every time Kaelid thr*st deep inside her, her toes trembled. A hand slowly slid down his toned back and rested on the man’s waist. Reina moaned and shed tears in response to his flexible movements.
“Eung……!”
She struggled against the rough stirring of her v*gina. She could feel her pleasure reaching its limit. Her v*gina clenched at the firm sensation of her insides rubbing against her lubrication.
Each time she tightened her grip, a dizzying sensation spread throughout her body.
“Ah, ah…… uh, ah……!”
The pleasure that had surpassed her limit eventually overflowed all at once. Her body trembled as she cl*maxed instantly, and something slippery leaked from her already wet v*gina.
She opened her mouth, but no sound escaped. The man, who was hugging Reina tightly while she struggled to breathe, let out a low groan.
“Ugh, ugh…….”
His waist shook slightly. Kaelid thr*st his p*nis deep inside her and his buttocks tightened.
Finally, Reina exhaled sharply after feeling him *jaculate inside her.
“Haa, ha…….”
Her eyes were spinning. Sticky sweat dripped down her body, and her stomach ached. She could still feel the lump of flesh inside her. Reina blinked, her expression blank.
The man pressed his damp, sweaty forehead against her br*ast and curled his tongue around her reddened, feverish n*pple, tugging at it.
The instant he bit down firmly on that small mound of flesh, Reina let out a cry laced with pleasure.
Before they realized it, his c*ck—hard once more—began to move slowly. The s*men that had pooled inside her oozed out in a thin stream.
“Ah, ah!”
His hips started to thr*st again, and the bed kept up its night-long chorus of squeaks.
***
“Are you all right, Reina?”
The moment he saw her, Zephion’s first words were to ask if she was okay. It seemed yesterday’s scene—her being dragged off by Kaelid—still weighed on his mind.
“I’m fine.”
At that, the boy’s expression turned a shade uncertain. A sudden question crossed her mind: had he already guessed just what she and Kaelid did together? As the man had said, was he now entertaining indecent, lascivious thoughts?
‘No, he probably doesn’t have those kinds of feelings for me in the first place.’
Realizing how pointless her imagination was, she let out a quiet chuckle. To Zephion, she was surely something akin to a mother—if not quite that, then at least something similar.
There was a considerable age gap between them, and more than anything, hadn’t he followed her around ever since he was little?
“Can’t you tell that man… not to come anymore?”
The boy, who had been keeping his lips tightly shut for a long while, suddenly asked. Reina let out a laugh at that. If anything, she wanted that man not to come far more desperately than Zephion ever could.
“This is the Berend family’s estate.”
“I know that…”
The boy slumped his shoulders and pouted.
“I don’t like it when you’re with him.”
“I don’t like it either.”
Her calm response surprised Zephion.
“Then why are you with him?”
“…You’ll understand when you’re older.”
“You always say that.”
“What do I always say?”
“That I’ll understand when I grow up. That I’m too young. That I have to wait until I’m an adult.”
At his grumbling tone, she reached out a hand. When she tried to pat his head, the boy leaned forward slightly, drawing even closer. As she fiddled with his black hair, the thought struck her—there was a time when she didn’t have to raise her hand this high to pat him.
“You’re still too young.”
“I know everything I need to know.”
At that, she gave a wry smile. He could say he knew everything, but Zephion still didn’t know the most important thing—who he really was.
“No, you don’t.”
“I do.”
The boy frowned and leaned his face in close. She slowly blinked as his golden eyes came right up to hers.
“I know everything.”
“…”
“You might still think I’m just a kid…”
What was he trying to say?
Just as he was about to speak, he stopped short, clenched his jaw tightly, and dropped his gaze.
“I’m already grown up too.”
There was something unmistakably manlike in his eyes—less like a boy and more like a man, both in expression and tone. Reina looked at Zephion with a faint sense of unfamiliarity.
A shiver ran down her spine in an instant. Startled by her own reaction, she straightened her back.
This was a boy she had raised since he was nine. And yet now—calling him a man?
‘This is all Kaelid’s fault.’
That man kept insisting on seeing Zephion only as a man. As if the boy were actually his rival, he would seethe with jealousy and spout pointless accusations. Reina must have been influenced by that too.
“Pipi.”
She deliberately used a lighter tone, calling him by his childhood nickname. At the sound of it, Zephion frowned. The expression of displeasure he made—so childlike—brought her a bit of comfort.
“Don’t call me that.”
“You’ll always be Pipi to me.”
“Even when I become an adult, are you still going to call me Pipi?”
He pouted and demanded an answer. Pretending to think it over for a moment, she replied lightly.
“Hmm. Of course.”
“Reina!”
“You really hate being called Pipi that much?”
“I do.”
“Why?”
“Because… ‘Pipi’ sounds like a little kid.”
“But you are still a little kid.”
“When I become an adult, you have to start calling me Zephion.”
As Reina began walking slowly, Zephion kept close to her side and extended an arm. Instead of leaning on her cane, she shifted her weight onto his strong arm.
“You’ll always be a child to me.”
“Then how am I supposed to ever become an adult in your eyes?”
“Just give it time.”
“No. Not when it comes to you, Reina…”
“No—I’m asking what I have to do for you to see me as an adult, Reina.”
She looked quietly up at his furrowed brow.
“Impossible.”
“What do you mean, impossible?”
“The nine-year-old you is still lodged in my memory.”
“What difference does that make?”
Zephion’s voice grew louder.
“First impressions count for a lot.”
“So if you meet someone when they’re little, they’ll always look like a kid to you—is that it?”
“Exactly.”
“That’s completely unfair.”
Reina gave a light shrug and smiled.
“Life is unfair by nature.”
“…”
“And honestly, I’d like you to stay a child a little longer.”