“If you don’t mind even my half-hearted feelings, take them.”

Because you too seem alone like me, seem clumsy, I think it’ll be okay.

“But……”

She stroked Romeo’s eyes with her thumb and kissed him as if taking his upper lip. But before he could follow, she pulled away slightly and touched his chest. The place where the heart was said to reside.

“Give me yours too.”

This is exactly the way not to be abandoned.

They just needed to have each other. If it’s not just one side holding the leash, but she also has a line to hold, she won’t be abandoned.

Between rising and falling breaths, a brief exploration continued. Like Rosaline whose dress had ridden up exposing bare thighs, his vest buttons were also undone, and his hair that had been neat was disheveled as if ruffled, with several strands fallen on his forehead.

Our messy appearance is like a rusted life, she thought.

“I’ll gladly give it, but—”

He spoke like someone submerged.

“I’ll crumble at one gesture from you, will you still take it?”

He sank deeply and asked self-deprecatingly, somehow like someone who’d experienced this dozens of times. As if he knew Rosaline wouldn’t answer. As if he had no expectation of an answer.

“Romeo, I……”

Romeo didn’t wait for Rosaline’s answer and swallowed her lips. The hole that had only spit out sharp words opened, and the breath that sustained life mixed. Rosaline shook off miscellaneous thoughts and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Entrusting her body to the crucible of impulse.

* * *

From door to wall, finally laid on the bed, he didn’t stop kissing. Gently brushing her teeth or wrapping his tongue as if matching her clumsy rhythm, but whenever their eyes suddenly met or Rosaline responded even timidly, he indulged until breath stopped.

She felt dizzy as she remained entwined with him, wondering whether kisses could take so many different forms.

Yet there was no feeling of lips swelling. He seemed to know her body excessively beyond skillfully. When she came to her senses, she was half-laid in his arms. Her top had mostly come down exposing round shoulders and bare chest, and her skirt had ridden up to her belly, crumpled arbitrarily.

Romeo repeatedly kissed her face while freely toying with her exposed chest. Kneading her entire br*ast until it swelled, then grabbing her n*pple and twirling it.

Embraced as if entangled by a snake, flinching at the stimulation he gave, Romeo bewitchingly bound her tongue each time so she couldn’t even easily let out a sigh.

“Hngh, ha, let me breathe.”

When she hit his chest with fluttering arms saying let’s breathe, only then did he part his lips slightly.

“You have no skill at all.”

Romeo scolded yet briefly kissed her cheek as if she were cute. But his hands didn’t rest. Even during the brief break, he rubbed the core of her stiffly *rect n*pple, then pressed firmly between the gap with his nail. Rosaline trembled violently, bouncing her waist.

“Ahh……!”

“Your n*pples are too sensitive, and you drool well. Does Tybalt know too?”

He seemed to have a habit of saying vulgar things casually. Just hearing it made her head dizzy. In the midst of it, mentioning ‘Tybalt’ was puzzling. Rosaline struggled to lift her blurred eyes and looked at him.

“Why bring up Tybalt……”

“He proposed, didn’t he? Isn’t that what people who know everything about each other say?”

His eyes held more than just mischief. When on earth had he heard that?

“No, that never happened. Only as a child, as a joke… hk!”

As she protested, Romeo bent down and took her br*ast fully in his mouth. As the swollen flesh already in his brutal grip was bitten, tears trickled out.

“That bastard didn’t seem to be joking.”

Muttering, he swept his broad tongue over her entire br*ast as if soothing the stinging bite mark. The surface of his tongue was fully felt on her swollen n*pple. Her lower belly grew hot and strength left the inside of her thighs. She said like a sigh without realizing.

“This is strange……”

Whether he heard, his mouth movements that had chuckled became brutal. Like the owner of a mouth with no courtesy at all, his tongue was also arbitrary. Rolling her sensitive *reola then sucking sharply, raising his tongue tip to press the hole where milk comes out. Yet when he swept up soothingly, something deep in her lower belly ached.

When she barely raised her head to look at her chest, there he was kissing her *reola.

Though he was definitely tormenting her out of the blue, somehow he seemed lovely. Yes, somehow endearing, so she raised her hand and stroked his head. When their crooked eyes met, he smiled so much it felt murderous.

“……Ah, I must feel like a dog to you.”

She tried to say no. But dissatisfied with something, he bit her br*ast painfully enough that only a gasp came out. Enough for tooth marks to clearly form.

While she twisted her entire body relying on the thick arm wrapped around her waist, his hand that had been touching her br*ast moved down. His hand that slid caressingly touched her glistening l*bia. When he grabbed and spread the interlocked parts like clam flesh with his index and middle fingers, reddish inner flesh was revealed.

“W-wait!”

As the sensitive flesh was exposed to cool air, Rosaline reflexively closed her thighs. But it became a situation where his middle finger buried deeper into the split flesh. He laughed.

“Wait? I need to. Feed the dog. Master.”

Using you like this, all pathetic. As he moved his hand slowly up and down, slick fl*ids smeared across her entire p*ssy. Gathering his fingers to press and rub her whole p*ssy wasn’t enough—he even sucked on her n*pples, leaving her no way to endure.

As strength slipped from her legs, Romeo immediately searched through the folds of her p*ssy for that small bit of flesh as if he’d been waiting. He caught the bead-like cl*t between his index and middle fingers and shook it up and down.

“Hng, ugh!”

“Since you won’t give it to me, I’ll have to take it myself.”

Romeo lifted his hips entirely, focusing on caressing her.

He crushed and flicked her cl*t, then pressed down and shook it. He thr*st about a knuckle of his middle finger into her soaked entrance, scooped up her fl*ids to smear on her inner lips, and pressed down on her slick p*ssy, shaking it up and down.

As her nub and hole were stimulated simultaneously, her mind felt like it was melting. Just as he’d said, she opened her mouth, drooling and surrendering her whole body to the sensations.

“Since you’re dripping so much…… it’d be a waste……”

“……!”

With those utterly vulgar words, his middle and ring fingers plunged simultaneously into her softening hole. Though it was her second time feeling something penetrate inside her p*ssy, she couldn’t get used to it. He pressed his lips to Rosaline’s forehead and murmured low.

“Does it hurt?”

“No……”

“If it feels good, you need to say it feels good so I know.”

“Yes… hng, ngh!”

As Romeo stirred his fingers inside her, they made wet sounds like tongues intertwining, and fl*ids splattered, wetting her perineum and his hand. Soon he began thrusting in and out repeatedly, his rough fingers scraping and stimulating her inner walls.

His fingers were too long and thick. They thr*st deep to places she thought couldn’t be reached. At the strange sensation of his short nails, she grabbed his shoulder and trembled, and Romeo clicked his tongue.

“Too tight.”

His middle and index fingers spread apart inside her p*ssy like scissors.

“Haah!”

“You need to get wetter.”

So it won’t hurt. As he added that thought, he pressed down on her nub with his thumb. Sharp pleasure climbed up her spine, but he gave her no time to endure it. Matching her rapid breathing, he curled his fingertips and repeated fierce thr*sts. Each time his bent knuckles scraped somewhere inside her walls, her vision flashed white.

“Ngh, nngh, hng.”

Letting out death-rattle-like m*ans, Rosaline arched her back while leaning against his arm. As her br*asts swayed like white dough, he didn’t refuse but opened his mouth and swallowed them. The moment his mouth closed on her *reola, his hand rotated roughly.

“Ah, ah!”

The fl*ids that had been dripping gushed out, and pleasure spread roots like lightning through her entire body.

“Haah, ugh, st-stop. Stop.”

Her whole body trembled, but he didn’t slow his hand at all. Instead, he added another finger, thrusting and digging deep, even rotating them. In the endless cl*max, her mind was stirred just like her p*ssy.

“Romeo… please.”

“Please touch you more, you mean. Rosaline.”

As he called her name in a turbid voice, her inner walls clenched. Romeo smiled and kissed her wet cheek, whispering.

“Is it here?”

He pressed deep enough that she could feel the back of his hand, pushing against the upper part of her inner wall. At the dizzyingly ecstatic pleasure, Rosaline shook her head with her mouth open. She couldn’t handle it.