5.8

The kiss deepened, signaling that Ellen had accepted the man, and soon a hot and intense atmosphere seemed to boil between the two.  

They intertwined their tongues multiple times, exchanging saliva as if they were starving individuals. Immersed in the sweet and dizzying sensations, Ellen’s rationality flew away in that moment.  

As their lungs filled with breath, their lips parted, only for them to immediately dive back into each other, tangling their tongues once again. It was an intense kiss that left no room for thought.  

Without saying a word, they felt each other’s breaths and explored each other passionately. They were intoxicated by the pleasure that surged through them, unwilling to stop until one of them ran out of breath.  

Gradually, they moved toward the side where a tree stood, their lips still locked.  

When Ellen’s back touched the thick and sturdy tree, Leon’s hand, which had been holding her waist, slowly slid downward and slipped inside her skirt.  

The hem of her dress was lifted as his hand began to stimulate her gently over the thin fabric. Feeling the ticklish sensation, Ellen twisted her body slightly.  

At that moment, their lips separated, and the two exchanged heavy breaths, their breaths mingling together.  

Having already lost his self-control, Leon instructed Ellen to lift her skirt and swiftly removed her undergarments. His skilled movements quickly began to stimulate the parted area.  

Now that there was direct contact, the wave of pleasure was far greater than when he had touched her through the thin fabric. As he persistently stimulated her sensitive areas, her intimate region began to grow damp.  

Every time his long fingers teased the inner walls, it felt as though every cell in her body concentrated in one place. The electrifying sensations made her mind go blank, leaving her in a state of pure pleasure.  

“Ahh, stop… Just put it in now.”  

However, knowing the taste of something firm, she felt this wasn’t enough. She thought she was slowly becoming accustomed to Leon’s body.  

“Just a little more. It’s not ready yet.”  

Leon’s hand moved more vigorously, stirring her insides. As the number of fingers entering her increased, her intimate area began to overflow with fl*ids.  

“Haa. No… It’s fine now.”  

It seemed sufficient to her. Ellen managed to reply with a voice mixed with m*ans.  

“You’re already dripping so much, begging to take me in. I suppose I should grant your wish, but it’s chilly today, so I won’t undress you completely. Instead…”  

Leon turned Ellen around, her back pressing against his firm chest.  

“Are you serious? From behind?”  

“You’ll like it.”  

“W-Wait!”  

Although Ellen tried to stop him, Leon grabbed her waist and pushed his member inside. Her tight walls enveloped the intruder as if clinging to it.  

“Ah…”  

The position was reminiscent of animals mating. The unfamiliar sensation of her hips rubbing against the man’s pelvis was dizzying. It felt both embarrassing and sinful.  

She had intended to reject the shameful pose, but that thought quickly disappeared as the deep penetration made her body heat up even more.  

The forceful thr*sts from behind caused Ellen’s body to shake. She tried to steady herself by holding onto the tree, but it felt like she might collapse.  

“Ahh. Haa… Hng!”  

Each time the man’s pelvis pulled back and slammed forward, m*ans escaped Ellen’s lips. The friction between their skin and the physical sensations were overwhelmingly stimulating.  

“Do you like it?”  

Although Ellen couldn’t see Leon’s face, she could almost sense the smile on his lips.  

Already intoxicated by the pleasure, she nodded silently, tightening around the man’s member.  

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn’t have the time to wipe them away. All she wanted was to feel the pleasure coursing through her body.  

It’s too deep.  

Even though it was deep, she liked it. It was overwhelmingly blissful, and that was the problem. She wanted to avoid it but found herself accepting the man’s body once again.  

Why does he keep trying to tempt me?  

The man she liked was cruel. When she had been desperate, he hadn’t reciprocated, but now that her feelings had waned, he was trying to hold onto her. Ellen found it incredibly difficult to resist his temptations.  

Just as before, it was the same this time. In fact, she felt like she was the one addicted to his body.  

At that moment, Leon’s grip on her waist tightened, and his member penetrated deeper and harder into her.  

“Ahh!”  

Each time the hot shaft slammed into her, Ellen felt like her body might fall apart. She felt as though she was being consumed entirely by the man’s presence, filled only with him.  

It wasn’t just physical union. It felt like something more was being filled inside her.  

Perhaps that was why, even though she thought she shouldn’t get entangled with Leon, Ellen wanted nothing more than to stop thinking at this moment.  

Even the cool breeze couldn’t cool the heat rising between them. All she wanted now was to surrender to the man and feel the pleasure he gave her.  

“Ahh, Sir Guilford… Harder. More…”  

Ellen called out the name of the man inside her. Overcome with desire, she swayed her hips seductively, begging him for more.  

Leon’s movements quickened. 

Each thr*st of his firm member against her sensitive spots made her body melt with excitement. She wanted him, wanted him so much that she tightened around him, her body feeling as though it was boiling. She felt as though Leon was engraving himself into her.  

Yes, it feels so good, so why complicate things? What’s wrong with pursuing a relationship based on the body? Isn’t it fine if it’s enjoyable?  

As she let go of her rationality, Ellen decided to follow her instincts. She surrendered herself to the intense pleasure that crashed into her.

With her mindset shifted, her relationship with Leon changed. The initial difficulty gave way to more bold physical interactions as they continued to match their bodies.  

When working with others, they showed no signs of intimacy. But when alone together, it was different.  

Perhaps because Ellen didn’t outright reject him, Leon’s actions grew bolder. If she spaced out for a moment, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to steal a quick kiss or hug her from behind.  

“What if someone sees us?”  

Worried about rumors, Ellen would glance around nervously.  

“I don’t mind. I’ll take responsibility.”  

“Do you really mean that?”  

“Of course.”  

Leon answered nonchalantly. Whether he was joking or serious, Ellen couldn’t tell, but she didn’t dislike hearing those words. Not that she believed them, of course.  

What started with kisses and hugs gradually became more natural between them.  

Even while working, if the atmosphere felt right, they would sneak in a kiss, and during breaks, they would find secluded spots to intertwine their bodies.  

Since the village was small and there weren’t many places people frequented, it was possible.  

Their usual spot for intimacy was by the lakeside.  

“Hng… I think we should stop now.”  

Her trembling body leaned against the tree. Ellen couldn’t focus due to the relentless stimulation of her inner walls by Leon’s tongue.  

Her mind was filled with pleasure, unable to think of anything else. She was completely immersed in the sensations he provided.  

However, since they were outdoors, Ellen had to cover her mouth to prevent her m*ans from escaping.  

“Let’s stop here for today.”  

Of course, they didn’t intertwine every day. Ellen always had the final say. If Leon tried to make advances and she pushed him away, they would simply work and end the day. If she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, it would become a day for intimacy.  

Whether they stopped at caresses or went all the way was also up to Ellen. If she told him to stop, Leon would comply immediately.  

“Today, you’re even sweeter. I feel like I might become addicted to your body. Just a little more.”  

“…Alright.”  

“Thank you for allowing me.”  

As their encounters increased, Leon’s words of admiration grew more frequent. On days when he hesitated to end things, he would sweet-talk her. Ellen didn’t dislike hearing those words, so she occasionally pretended not to notice and accepted him.  

In those moments, as soon as Ellen gave her permission, Leon would push himself inside her

“Ahh… Hng.”  

Leon withdrew slightly before thrusting back in with even greater force, continuing his relentless movements. Each time their bodies connected, the sound of flesh meeting flesh mixed with faint wet noises.  

Ellen instinctively moved her hips. Her mind grew increasingly hazy, as if she were losing all sense of reason.  

With the storm-like pace, every time his hardened member entered and withdrew, indescribable sensations blossomed inside her.  

“Ahh… It feels… good.”  

Sometimes strong, sometimes gentle. When Ellen was with Leon, she felt like she was becoming a beast consumed by desire. A relationship devoid of emotional connection, driven purely by physical needs—how was that different from an animal?  

Yet, as the hardened weapon penetrated deeper and molded her insides to his shape, the emotional distance between them seemed to close, and the knots of resentment within her began to unravel.  

It wasn’t solely because of the s*x. Whenever their bodies intertwined, she couldn’t help but feel as though she was being loved.  

Of course, Ellen still drew a clear line, insisting that their relationship was purely physical. Even if their bodies grew closer, she maintained emotional distance to protect herself.  

“I see. I’ll make sure to try even harder.”  

But Leon seemed indifferent to her words, his focus instead on how to bring Ellen more pleasure.  

After their moments of intimacy, they would often pick berries to avoid drawing suspicion from the villagers.  

Leon, noticing Ellen’s concerns, made an effort to accommodate her. While he couldn’t control himself during their passionate encounters, he would clean her up afterward or ensure she had contraceptives.  

To avoid rumors about buying contraceptives in the village, he placed orders separately through Melchia.  

Seeing this side of Leon—a level of care she hadn’t expected—caused the emotional walls Ellen had built to slowly crumble.  

“What do you usually do after work?”  

“I clean my room and help my mother with her tasks.”  

“Isn’t it tiring to have to work even after returning to the residence?”  

“There aren’t enough hands to help, so I have no choice but to assist. But I rest all at once on my days off, so it’s fine.”  

Noticing that Ellen’s guard was gradually lowering, Leon began initiating conversations more frequently. Ellen’s responses grew longer, and the two transitioned into a relationship where casual conversations were exchanged.