I Met You at the End of the Run - Chapter 0
Prologue
“Ahh!”
Diane’s back stiffened with a large sense of intrusion. Though it was clearly dark inside the building, sparks kept flashing before her eyes.
Leon’s face briefly flashed in the gaze that was causing a commotion of white and red. It was a strange expression that seemed angry yet satisfied.
As the surging member finally reached deep inside her, Diane felt a peculiar floating sensation along with the excruciating pain she had never experienced before, just as she hadn’t until now. This indescribable feeling made her whole body pulsate.
“Ha, you’re crying about not being able to do anything while taking in the whole c*ck. I’ll have to fix your habits… Huh.”
Unlike the confused Diane, Leon felt like he was going mad with unspeakable pleasure. How was this body made to be so delicate on the outside that he was afraid to touch, yet so different on the inside? Even after being spread to the limit, it kept squeezing, not knowing when to give up. Not realizing that this was making the intruder feel even better.
“No matter how much you resist, you’ll only suffer. Ha…, I won’t stop anyway.”
“No, this is strange… Ahh.”
Leon caught Diane’s hand as it flailed out. One hand gripped her wrist, while the other grasped her hip. As he slowly pulled his hips back, the mucous membrane, now bright red from pink, came out along with his member. The accumulated fluids also leaked out to the side.
With a squelching sound like stirring a hand in a honey pot, Leon pulled out until just the tip of his gl*ns was visible, then took one last breath and thrust all the way in with a single motion.
“Hah!”
“Huh.”
A death cry burst from both their mouths. A white mist spread between them. Soon, lewd sounds of squish-plop, squish-plop began.
Her round b*ttocks and downward-pointing br*asts shook violently along with Leon’s movements. The more her sensitized inner walls were scraped by his member, the hotter they became. She kept forgetting how to breathe due to the unbelievable pressure. Her irregular breathing caused her calls to him to break off intermittently.
“…eon, wait, ahh hah, hahng.”
With each thrust of his member, as if crushing her, the amount of fluids increased as if a flood had occurred. Now not only Diane’s thighs but even the clothes spread on the floor were deeply soaked. Her knees should be hurting from being pressed, but perhaps because all her nerves were focused on one place, everything else became weaker in contrast. Vision, smell, and even pain sensation were all concentrated on the point of contact.
It felt like her p*ssy was burning in a distant fog. It was so painful and felt like it would tear, so scary that tears kept coming, but strangely, her body didn’t react that way.
Her insides melted and bubbled, and the soles of her feet curled as if burned by fire. Every time he struck somewhere inside her, stars shot up from that spot.
It was a different pleasure from the climax she had felt when he stimulated her cl*toris. If that was a single tidal wave, this was being in the middle of a storm.
“Diane, Princess…. Huh, what should I do? Being f*cked by a lowly man like me.”
“No…. Hu…ahng, ah! Hahh.”
“You thought pretending to be my sister would make it okay, but I’m sorry…. I knew this would happen from the moment I saw you in prison.”
Leon didn’t stop moving his hips even as he spoke. He pulled out to the brink and then thrust all the way back in. The v*ginal walls gripping his sh*ft continued to drive him on. He wanted to pay homage, even though he wasn’t a knight. He carved a path with his dark c*ck like a sword into the damn twitching hole.
“Is your p*ssy this delicious because of your noble status? How’s this c*ck that’s not even fit for a slave? We’ll be doing this every day from now on, f*ck, huu…. You should answer….”
“Don’t, don’t say that…. Haah.”
“What, trying to give orders? Fine, do more. You can even curse…. while looking at me…. Hm?”
Saying words that could be pleas or requests, he broke Diane’s posture. Almost lying on the floor now, she continued to be pounded with only her hips slightly raised. Her white b*ttocks turned red as if bruised from being pressed against his hard flesh.
The change in position changed the sounds as well. His taut t*sticles slapped against her soft flesh. The overflowing fluids made squelching noises.
“Ha, Diane…. Ugh.”
“No, huuh it hurts, stop now….”
“Can’t hear you when you talk like that.”
Leon was frustrated that Diane kept staring at the floor. He wanted to see her face while feeling this, but he had taken the wrong position from the start. But he couldn’t stop now. Every time his gl*ns pressed against her deep walls, he felt helplessly sucked in by her.
He had been feeling the urge to *jaculate since they first fled into the building. Now he felt ten, twenty times more pleasure than then. He didn’t even know how he was holding back. He was just using all his strength. He didn’t want it to end too easily.
“Diane, hm? Look at me. Aren’t you feeling good right now? Dripping wet from your p*ssy while saying it feels good.”
Instead of answering, Diane just kept shaking her head while burying her face in the floor. Yet unable to hold back her moans, she continued to gasp and pant.
Leon brushed aside her disheveled hair. Just seeing her sweat-soaked nape made his mouth water. Without hesitation, he lowered his face. He licked and rubbed his lips all over. Diane twisted her neck to one side, seemingly ticklish.
Finding it so cute, his member twitched and swelled even more while moving. At the same time, when the tip of his gl*ns stimulated a certain point, Diane’s body trembled. Seeing her actually bounce, Leon recalled knowledge he had heard before.
It was clear where Diane was feeling it. So deep that only a well-endowed man could reach.
“What should I do?”
“Huuh…. Y-Yes?”
Diane responded with difficulty, hopeful at his suddenly gentle tone. She thought he might stop now, but it was the opposite. Leon placed his hand under one of Diane’s knees. Then he spread it to the side and began striking the spot of excitement he had just found.
“It seems… I’ve found the place that will drive you crazy.”
“Haah! Ahh, ahng there, no, please…. Leon– brother!”
Fear came first. Her body, having learned its first climax, reacted on its own. The fact that she might really lose her mind if this continued, that she might become a slave to pleasure, was driven into her mind like a stake.
However, what she shouldn’t have done was not becoming a slave to pleasure, but calling him brother. Leon stopped moving and turned her back to the initial position.
It took only seconds to make her kneel and brace against the floor. Then, with a slap!, Diane belatedly realized she had been spanked.
“Yeah, f*ck…. Let’s play according to our own tastes. You can stick with calling me brother, and I’ll be the criminal f*cking a princess…. Huh.”
She had experienced many firsts, but being hit by someone was also a first. The problem was that she should have felt hurt and upset, but ever since he stimulated that extreme point next to her cervix, even this touched on pleasure.
“Haahng, ahng huaah….”
Thump thump! He pounded mercilessly. Her whole body contracted, tightening even her insides that were gripping his member. Leon bit his lower lip hard at the incredible pleasure. Even though he was biting hard enough to draw blood, he felt nothing. His mind was completely focused only on the p*ssy clenching his c*ck.
“Damn it…. It feels so good I’m going crazy now…. urgh.”
“Ahng, aahng hah.”
Diane could no longer speak words now. She just moved along with what he did, only letting out moans filled with pleasure. The climax that had been building up exploded like fireworks in her lower abdomen.
She unknowingly drooled. She cried tears while staring into space. And yet, the overwhelming pleasure was unbelievably good. She had no choice but to understand what Leon had just said. It felt insanely good. Good enough to burn away even her dark past to white.
“Bro-ther! Hahng. Ahng.”
“Mm, huuh…. I like you calling me that, but if you keep doing it, ugh… I’ll feel like a depraved man trying to impregnate his little sister.”
“Haahng, no, don’t. Bro-ther…. Hah Leon…!”
“F*ck…. Let’s just do it, you depraved man.”
Leon pulled all the way out and then entered to the hilt one more time before he started to *jaculate. It was the first time for both of them, so neither knew when it would end. So Leon decided. This was just the beginning.