Chapter 35

“Don’t hide. I want to see your face.”

“You can’t really see it anyway.”

“I can. It’s better when I see your face while I do this.”

Just a while ago, he’d been gentle, lowering himself. Even earlier, he’d been talking about hygiene and the surroundings. Not that he wasn’t gentle now, but it felt different when he started talking dirty again.

After a while, when he lifted his head from between her legs, his mouth glistened.

In broad daylight, in a public place, with that kind of look…

Amber tried to close her legs, but with him there, it was impossible.

“Stop now…”

Dieldo lowered her legs from his shoulder. Amber realized this was just the next step—she moaned as his hands moved to her chest.

“Stooop…”

She really shouldn’t… but the truth was, she didn’t care about the time, place, or his shameless face. Her body, starved for intimacy, was burning up. He met her eyes as he touched her, confirming her state.

“Why are you so sensitive here?”

“You’re touching me…”

He teased her, circling her n*pple, and Amber protested.

“Here too?”

One hand on her chest, the other slid down… When Amber’s back leaned against the window, he inserted a finger. She flinched as her body tightened.

“Does it hurt?”

“No, it just… feels strange.”

Dieldo carefully stretched her inside. The deeper he went, the harder it was for Amber to hold back her m*ans. She covered her mouth, and he teased her.

“Are you holding back?”

“No, it’s just, mm…”

“So you are holding back.”

He teased her, pressing into her wet spot.

“Ah… yes, there…!”

One finger became two, then three. She needed to be stretched to take him. As he sped up, Amber’s thighs trembled. Now she was busy spreading her legs wide to take his fingers.

“Ah! Mm… hng…”

She moaned, then remembered it was a public place and covered her mouth. As his fingers moved in and out, she stifled her cries, and he leaned in to kiss her.

“Mm…”

Wet sounds came from below. He sucked her tongue like he’d just sucked her below.

She wished he’d just put it in now—something bigger, something more exciting…

“…Put it…”

“Mm?”

He kept teasing her with his hands, but his gentle tone said he’d listen to anything…

He tilted his jaw and asked,

“Uncomfortable?”

“No…”

Amber felt her face grow hotter. Could she really blush even more? But when she tried to speak, she was shy…

“Put it in, now.”

Of course, shyness and desire are different.

When Amber whispered, his expression changed.

“Master… you…”

His heated gaze fixed on her as he pulled out his fully hardened member.

Really… even after all this time, it was bigger than she remembered.

Seeing it drip with pr*c*m, she remembered the first time she’d seen it. At the shop, it was a d*ldo; at home, it was a man’s… She’d known then he really was a “d*ldo.” And it even released real s*men—she’d been surprised.

As she thought about it, he entered her.

“Ah!”

Amber couldn’t hold back a m*an. He pushed deep, slowly pulling out. The overwhelming sensation made her body tremble. She felt every inch of him inside her…

“Mm…”

“Amber, you’re so tight.”

“You’re so big…”

“Good.”

He pulled out, then slowly pushed back in. Her stretched opening filled again.

“Ugh… mm! A little slower.”

“How slow?”

Like this? He asked, moving even more slowly and rubbing his tip on her wet entrance. The friction was intensely arousing.

“Just do it.”

Amber was desperate. Slow was frustrating.

“Harder.”

“Yes, My Lady.”

He answered playfully, lining up his tip at her entrance. Leaning forward, he said,

“If you kiss me, I’ll do it.”

“…You’re so annoying.”

“What’s annoying about a kiss?”

Amber responded by pecking his cheek, not a real kiss. Dieldo laughed.

“Why are you so cute?”

He was hopeless. Amber just clicked her tongue at his lovesick look. But Dieldo said, “If you want a kiss, I’ll give you one,” and kissed her. Before she could melt, he was inside her again.

“Ah!”

As he slid in, Amber’s body clenched. But Dieldo, true to his “d*ldo” name, quickly started thrusting. The train rattled, and his movements made even more noise.

His rhythm, combined with the moving train, drove her to the edge.

“Ha, mm, ah!”

“Amber.”

“Ah, the sound… ah!”

Her chest bounced with every deep thr*st, and the sound of his wet skin slapping hers echoed. Anyone could tell what they were doing… Amber bit her lip, and finally Dieldo said,

“I reserved this compartment. Don’t worry.”

“Why, ah, now…”

“If there were other people, I’d get even more excited.”

Who has such a weird k*nk! Amber was shocked, but it vanished in a second—his deep, fast thr*sts made her mind go blank.

“See? If I say it’s reserved, you’re disappointed.”

Dieldo smiled. Amber tried to hit his chest, but he caught her hand and intertwined their fingers.

Warmth, sweat, skin.

To Dieldo, this moment felt like a dream. Her body greedily took him in. They were one again, she accepted him. Even if he tried not to go crazy, he couldn’t help it.

Sunlight on their half-n*ked bodies was unbelievably sensual. Her blushing face, legs wide open—he found her so lovable. He could stay like this forever.

“Hng.”

Every time he thr*st, Amber’s eyes grew wet. He licked her salty tears like they were nectar. With her slender legs hooked over his shoulders, he moved relentlessly.

“Hah, mm…! Ah, ah! George, Diel, ah…!”

“Hoo…”

The moment she called his name, he couldn’t hold back. Everything burst. Amber’s thighs shook, and his movements stilled. Dieldo, sweating, looked down at her. Amber gazed back, dazed.

“…Pervert.”

“Yeah.”

Dieldo hugged her, burying his face in her neck. She smelled cozy and safe.

Everything was in its place. This was where he belonged.

“This reminds me of when you taught me about s*x.”

“What do you mean taught…”

“From f*replay to penetration. I did my job as a d*ldo.”

This time, Amber really did smack his back with her little fists, but Dieldo just laughed. Ha ha…

Even silly conversation was pure joy. Why hadn’t he known life could be this good?

That’s what it means to find meaning. Even small things become joyful. Life becomes precious.

“I want more.”

“We’re almost there.”