“Seems like it is.”

“No, it’s not… ah!!”

Even to Rosaline’s own senses, her insides were clenching—too obvious to deny. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Romeo smiled wide enough to show his dimples.

“Rosaline, you liar.”

He pressed only that spot. Everything was a mess. Her body arched back as if about to fall over, supported only by his arm holding her, and in his embrace her br*asts were being sucked while her p*ssy was toyed with. Her legs were already spread wide, displaying her p*ssy openly. Yet Romeo sat comfortably, not even having removed his clothes.

“Think of it as my c*ck. Relax and swallow it. Lift your hips.”

Rosaline knew the size of his c*ck pressing against her from below his hips. Yet she couldn’t even retort that he was talking nonsense, too busy leaning against his chest and receiving the sensations pounding through her.

Squelch, squish—with the obscene sounds made by transparent liquid, his fingers slammed into her p*ssy, and her cl*t was pressed and rolled.

Touch and hearing were violated together. At the peak of cl*max, as her mind was driven toward yet another peak, his rapidly moving hand slammed in with a thud. Hard enough that the flesh of her p*ssy was crushed against his knobby knuckles.

“……!!!”

As her cl*t was crushed the same way, not even a m*an came out. Rosaline lifted her hips, feeling his hand completely as she reached cl*max. Her thighs clenched in fierce pleasure. He pushed his fingers even deeper into her convulsing p*ssy, scraping inside.

“Ha, ah.”

At his wickedly relentless hand movements, Rosaline’s mouth fell open. Far from pitying her, he thr*st his tongue inside and laughed.

“You’re beautiful, Rosaline.”

“Mmm, mmph……”

As her breath was stolen, Rosaline suddenly thought—had she done something foolish? She hadn’t known s*x would be such brutally intense sensations.

But she didn’t hate it. It felt ridiculously good. She raised her arms that had been sprawled out and caressed the cheek of the man frantically ravaging her mouth. And she responded as best she could in her feeble way. She wrapped around and sucked his large tongue like he’d done to her. The sweetish feel of his tongue’s bumps, much thicker than hers, lasted only a moment before Romeo pulled his lips away.

And he stared at her from a distance where they almost touched.

“……What are you thinking.”

He didn’t trust the expressions she made. That’s why he had that distrustful look, acting so viciously. She stared at him and took his upper lip in her mouth. Like a playful kiss between children.

“I’m thinking that I like you.”

“We haven’t even started yet.”

He laughed with complete disbelief. His fingers still inside her walls moved warningly. Rosaline tensed her stomach and stroked his chin, shaking her head.

“I like it. Enough to understand why everyone’s crazy about this.”

“……If you’re trying to drive me mad, you’ve succeeded.”

He bit her cheek.

“Is there something you want?”

Though his whisper was quite soft, unlike when he was angry, she still couldn’t shake the oppressive feeling. But his dilated pupils burned with fervor. Fire was light, wasn’t it? She decided to focus only on his light. Rosaline caressed his chin and hair, whispering.

“It’s my first time.”

Without taking her eyes off Romeo, she spread her legs wider. Even as she felt herself aroused by the obscene act, she couldn’t stop.

“Be gentle with me.”

Her request was cut off by a deep kiss. His tongue clung like a prisoner whose leash had been cut, seeming to covet more than her breath. She couldn’t tell if what he wanted was her heart or her very soul.

“Gently, yes. I understand.”

He tilted his head to let her breathe, muttering. His completely unhinged eyes held not a trace of reason. When their eyes met, their tongues tangled wetly again and saliva flowed along their mouths.

But the thirsty kissing lasted only a moment. Laying her down flat and climbing over her, he slowly coiled his tongue and pulled away with a sucking sound. He tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear.

“Tell me, the good places.”

He touched her more slowly than usual, and more intimately and gently.

While lightly biting her earlobe, he put his tongue in her ear canal and caressed it slowly like a kiss. He gave butterfly kisses along the elegant curves behind her ear, under her jaw, and her throat, gauging her reactions. All the while, he kneaded her round shoulders and the inside of her arms with his large hands.

Ticklish stimulation spread throughout her body bit by bit.

“Your ears are sensitive.”

“Mm, yeah, I guess so.”

Before she knew it, Rosaline was dropping formalities here and there too. Unconsciously, with hazy eyes, she rubbed her lips against his cheek.

“I like it……”

The muscles in his shoulders swelled greatly, and thick tendons stood out rigidly in his thick neck. It seemed like he’d burst if touched carelessly, but she wanted to run her hand once over the tanned skin visible between his shirt.

But before Rosaline could touch him, he cupped her perky br*asts with both hands. The soft flesh moved like waves in his grasp.

“Haah……”

Letting out a long sigh, she grabbed his shoulders and focused on the feeling his caresses gave. With his gaze fixed on her, he squeezed his hands until her br*asts formed pointed peaks. Then he slowly licked up the stiff center of her *reola. It felt like the bumps of his tongue were sweeping up her n*pple.

The sight of Romeo with his mouth open, red tongue extended fully as he licked her br*ast, was sensual beyond obscene. Thinking he looked like a sculpture of a god, she stroked his hair. Then, baring his teeth, he bit and twisted her n*pple. Not painfully, just stimulatingly enough.

“Ngh……!”

When he pounded her fast, all sensations rushed at once, but slow caresses created deep ripples as if the feeling of his palms and lips were being carved into her skin.

Only after sucking her already swollen *reola until the color deepened did he pull his lips away. His whole body glistened with clear sweat from suppressing the momentum that seemed ready to explode at any moment, and she was no different, writhing in pleasure that hadn’t reached its end.

She liked his refreshing, dense scent too, and as their bodies overlapped, she felt somehow drowsy and was breathing lazily when he moved down along her stomach and kissed the rounded mound of her p*ssy.

Rosaline was startled. Hands were one thing, but his mouth?

“……Romeo!”

His nose parted the fine pubic hair and pushed into the split gap. Not satisfied with just his nose touching her nub, his hot tongue carved upward from her perineum.

“Wh-what are you doing!”

“Being gentle, you see?”

He answered earnestly and spread her p*ssy, slick with mixed fl*ids and saliva. Her red inner flesh was exposed to the cool air.

“This isn’t gentle… haah!”

He sucked sharply on her cl*t hidden in the folds. The hot breath and mucous membrane of his mouth felt through her nub, and sharp pleasure shot up. Her whole body twisted as he sucked.

She felt like she’d lose her mind. It wasn’t even a n*pple—was it okay to s*ck like that? As she stupidly resented Romeo, he pressed his tongue flat against her cl*t and her vision sparked.

“Hngh, ah……!”

Really feeling like she’d whimper, Rosaline bit her own lips. She didn’t want to make such sounds. As if mocking her efforts, Romeo sucked the bead hard enough to hollow his cheeks, pressed it with his tongue, then extended his tongue long to lap at her inner lips.

“You’re dripping too much, what a waste.”

It seemed he was talking about the fl*ids coming from her hole. Rosaline didn’t think it was wasteful at all. But he thr*st his tongue like a finger, as if to plug the hole.

As Romeo’s nose pressed her cl*t and his thick, dense flesh crushed a part of her inner walls, it was sharp enough to ache.

“Haaah!!!”

At the sensation piercing her spine, her back arched involuntarily. Though it was embarrassing how she trembled and lifted her pelvis as if begging him to s*ck more, she couldn’t help it. Whether he knew her feelings or not, he pressed his thumb like a stamp on her cl*t and rotated it. Her eyes squeezed shut.

“……!!!”

Romeo grabbed her trembling thighs as she cl*maxed and spread them apart, then simply placed them on his shoulders for easy access. As he lifted his hips, her upper body naturally followed, creating a position where even Rosaline could see her thoroughly soaked p*ssy.

“Romeo, Rome… hng!”

Seeming pleased that she was calling his name, he thr*st his tongue while turning his head side to side. His long nose bridge rubbed roughly against her p*ssy, and his Adam’s apple moved as if drinking.

Her lower belly churned and tears forced their way out. They weren’t tears from being hurt. Because her mind felt like it would break. Because she was really going strange.