4. Heat Period

‘Had I briefly gone insane?’

Why did I do that. Where on earth did that confidence come from.

Spica repeated to herself with her head feeling like it would burst from the heat of embarrassment.

She was sitting on top of Alkaid’s legs.

‘Aaaaah.’

Naturally, Alkaid was in front of her eyes. He was silently caressing Spica’s right arm, seeming concerned that he had gripped her wrist hard.

Yet her heart couldn’t completely melt softly because of his gaze, which held no trace of laughter.   When she lowered her gaze because she felt like being pierced through by red eyes that stared directly at only her without even blinking, his loosely tied robe was half-revealing his curved upper body.

Dizzy from the scene similar to her imagination, she unconsciously placed her hand anywhere, then screamed in shock.

“Eek!”

Even though she immediately removed her hand, the sensation remaining on her palm was vivid. She didn’t know where she had touched, but something incredibly hot and hard……

“What are you doing.”

Alkaid asked with furrowed eyes. He hadn’t expected to be ambushed(?) like this.

But even this was an opportunity for him. He soon showed a bitter smile like he understood the reason.

“……Are you scared after all.”

“No!”

Her expression that made his heart ache caused Spica’s eyebrows to droop and shake her head.

“It’s not like that. I was just……”

“Just?”

Just… it was unfamiliar because this was her first time with such things. She had never made contact with anyone beyond kisses on cheeks or hands.

But she couldn’t answer straightforwardly. She had boasted loudly that she would help Alkaid…… that she would resolve his heat and barely gotten in.

‘Right, I can’t just be embarrassed.’

Spica gathered her courage. And wrapped her arms around Alkaid’s neck. It was an incredibly stiff movement due to tension, but Alkaid couldn’t laugh. Spica’s sky-blue eyes were filled with sincerity.

“I’m not scared. Really.”

Her lips gently touched and fell away from Alkaid’s eye area like proving it.

Spica whispered from the closer distance than before.

“I like you.”

And pressed her own lips against his half-open ones. Though it was a moment just as brief as when she kissed his eye area, each moment felt engraved to Spica. The sound of her own heartbeat heard in her ears from beating too hard, the softer texture than his eye area, even Alkaid’s breath that stopped the moment their lips touched.

How did she know? Because Spica was also holding her breath.

‘Ah.’

Just that alone felt like receiving an answer. An emotion different from the forcibly summoned courage surged up. She wanted to do anything, wanted to feel everything about Alkaid. She wanted to make him feel good.

When trembling breath was about to scatter between lips that pressed firmly then separated, Alkaid, who had stopped like time had frozen, moved without warning. His large hand pulled the back of her head and swallowed the breath that had barely flowed out.

“Mmh……!”

Startled, Spica reflexively pushed away, but Alkaid didn’t retreat. He who had exploded what he had suppressed all this time sucked and licked her lips like candy.

His thick tongue followed the soft lips and slipped between teeth that weren’t completely closed. The inside of Spica’s mouth was as soft as her lips and much warmer.

Contrary to fiercely catching and entangling and sucking her tongue that flinched not knowing what to do, his gestures embracing her slender waist and stroking down her back were slow and affectionate. Spica, who had been confused by that gap, suddenly flinched and unconsciously made a sound, “Mmm.”

‘What…… what was that just now?’

It was a languid sound she couldn’t believe she had made, similar to the moans she heard from beyond the wall.

But being surprised and embarrassed was only momentary, Alkaid began overwhelming Spica so she couldn’t even think such thoughts. Each time he tickled the root of her tongue, sucked hard then lightly bit, Spica’s sounds became increasingly clearer. Though she felt her breath gradually becoming short from being unfamiliar with kissing, Alkaid didn’t want to let her go at all.

Spica felt the same. Though her breath had risen to her chin, she hoped Alkaid’s lips wouldn’t separate with hers like this. Each time he stirred his tongue, wet sounds overlapped with her heartbeat in her ears. Even those sounds were sweet.

“Mm, mmm……”

When unintended sounds slipped between her lips, strength entered Alkaid’s hands caressing her. When his hand that had caressed her calves and come up entered under her pajama hem and gripped her thigh tightly, pleasant shivers slowly rubbed and passed through her entire body.

Around then, Alkaid finally gave Spica room to breathe.

“Haa, haa……”

Saliva of unknown ownership flowed down her mouth that urgently drew in air. Below her sky-blue eyes blurred with pleasure felt for the first time, her face was flushed red.

He wanted to bite those cheeks. Alkaid lowered his head again simultaneously with the thought, but was blocked by Spica’s hand.

When she briefly got room to breathe, her head finally worked and she realized the situation was turning differently from her intention.

“……What are you trying to do now.”

“Th, this is strange.”

“What is.”

What was strange was that her back was touching the bed.

Just before, meaning until before the kiss, she had been sitting on Alkaid’s legs, but suddenly they started deeply kissing and while clinging to him, it had become like this.

‘This way, I’m just being pushed down, aren’t I?’

She didn’t hate it. Because he was someone she liked. Moreover, considering the purpose of resolving his heat, it might be better to let Alkaid do as he wanted.

But…… before that, she hoped he would acknowledge his feelings. No matter how much she knew, she wanted to hear it directly.

Spica pouted her lips that had swollen plumply in the meantime. One of Alkaid’s eyebrows shot up while observing her continuously changing expressions. Dazed, then serious, then resolute, now she seemed displeased about something.

What on earth was she thinking. He spoke with his mouth blocked.

“If you liked the kiss, how about removing your hand first instead of just pouting.”

Alkaid’s lips moved and tickled Spica’s palm. Spica trembled at the feeling of him licking slightly, but she couldn’t remove her hand. That would be no different from asking him to kiss her again.

“Th, that’s not it!”

“Or.”

“……I said I would do it for you.”

It was hard to meet Alkaid’s gaze that continued staring directly. Spica rolled her eyes to the side from embarrassment. Her voice became smaller and smaller as it went on.

“Originally, I was supposed to touch you, um…… you know.”

Alkaid laughed briefly. He simply pulled Spica’s hand and placed it on his chest.

“You can touch me in this position too, can’t you.”

“But.”

Whether she was hesitating or reluctant, just when Alkaid’s eyes were about to darken again while watching her waver…..

Spica couldn’t think of a more roundabout way to say it and ended up speaking directly.

“I didn’t come to sleep with you, Commander. You said you don’t like me yet.”

……Haa. Alkaid buried his face in Spica’s nape like collapsing.

‘What should I really do with this innocent Miss.’

Alkaid was someone bound to Spica by something more severe than love.

But even so…… hadn’t she heard the saying not to believe sweet words a man whispers in bed?

“Alkaid?”

“……If I confess now, would you believe it? It would only sound like a cheap promise thrown out so I could sleep with you for one night.”

“What? That means……”

“You’re smiling now.”

Only after Alkaid kissed her cheek did Spica realize her cheek was raised upward. Her expression had relaxed unconsciously from the sincerity of not wanting to be dismissed as a cheap promise.

She was too embarrassed that her inner thoughts were discovered at once. Spica pushed Alkaid away firmly.

“A, anyway, you can’t just touch me like this. I’m fine because I like you though!”

Alkaid, who was pushed away obediently, was also smiling. He couldn’t help but smile. How many times would he hear Spica say she liked him in one day.

The relief of hearts connecting with his imprinted partner, the feeling of being loved. The satisfaction he tasted for the first time was sweet like it wasn’t reality.

However, the excessive sweetness was rather the problem. Alkaid knew himself well. He might touch her forcefully again to confirm this situation, this feeling wasn’t a dream.

“……Right. Then I should tie my hands.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Because I might move on my own again. No, I might do something worse.”

“You wouldn’t……”

Spica’s lips that were about to say ‘do that’ stopped. Alkaid’s eyes visible right in front of her were glistening. Though his expression had become more relaxed than before and he had responded well to conversation briefly, making her think he was better, it wasn’t the case at all.

Tension rose anew. Spica silently tied Alkaid’s wrists with his robe’s string and fixed them to the bed head.

When he felt it tie more firmly than expected, Alkaid inwardly snickered.

‘She still remembers what she learned as a student.’

To experience the knot method used for restraining criminals directly. It was a situation that exceeded expectations in many ways.

Then she climbed back onto his legs while being embarrassed. When the place where all his blood had rushed was stimulated by unintended movement, even his nape became stiff.