If I leaned into the moment, climbed on top of him, and deepened the kiss, Noel would probably accept it. It might even lead to s*x.

The thought of it made my body flush with heat, an involuntary reaction. It was ridiculous. My body was trained to react no matter who it was – Cane, Theo, or Noel – as long as it was Theo’s body.

And now I knew for sure. This had been part of Theo’s plan all along. He had trained my body to accept all three of them, preparing me to embrace them as one.

My body was still aching from the an*al play Cane had given me earlier, so I decided to put off any thoughts of s*x with Noel. Today’s conversation was enough. He may not have fully trusted me yet, but I had made my position clear, leaving Noel with a glimmer of hope – maybe, just maybe.

“Shall we… apply some ointment now?”

“What?!”

I was startled by Noel’s cautious suggestion and looked at him in surprise. The closeness of our kiss made the moment even more awkward as he scratched his forehead with a sheepish smile.

“Well… I heard it must hurt a lot.”

It became clear why Noel had stayed by my side for so long, making tea and spending time with me after lunch. He had been waiting for the right moment to offer to put some ointment on my sore spot. His face was slightly flushed and the tips of his ears were red. Theo had told me that none of Noel’s actions were planned, that it was all done with pure intention – just to make me feel more comfortable.

Seeing Noel’s genuinely innocent reaction made me feel embarrassed instead.

“Ah… I think it would be better if I applied it myself…”

I stammered hesitantly. While I could accept help with a lot of things, the idea of exposing myself like that to Noel – especially before we’d even become intimate – just didn’t feel right.

“You can’t put it on yourself.

Noel sighed, sounding a bit annoyed.

“Don’t be embarrassed. You said you were prepared for all this,” he added, clearly more embarrassed himself, but trying to lighten the mood with a playful grin.

***

Ah, that doesn’t feel right…

“Lift your hips a little more, Yuel.”

Noel’s soft voice had the calm of a doctor examining a patient, but it did nothing to lessen my embarrassment.

Here I was, without my clothes, lying face down with my hips raised, exposing my swollen an*al area to Noel. While he might have seen it during s*x with Cane or Theo, knowing he might have seen it and opening myself up to him now were two very different things.

“Could you… hold it like this?”

Noel’s fingers gently spread my b*ttocks. The sensation of the skin stretching was strange, accompanied by a dull ache.

With stiff, reluctant hands I complied and held my b*ttocks open as Noel had asked. My an*l area was now fully exposed, and I knew that my slightly wet entrance was visible underneath.

It was inevitable. This was a body that went into heat at the mere touch of Theo’s hand.

“I’ll put it on.”

Noel kindly squeezed out a thick ointment and rubbed it around my an*s as I watched live. I tried desperately not to flinch as the fingers probed the tender flesh.

“Mmm.”

But as his fingers slid into my swollen, ointment-slicked an*s, I moaned involuntarily.

“Yuel, you shouldn’t tense up… relax.”

“Haah… I know.”

I replied, panting. Damn it. I know. My tortured body jerked as if remembering the giddy pleasure of that morning. Noel dutifully applied the ointment to my an*l walls, and when his fingers grazed a spot, I stiffened and s*cked in a breath.

“Hmm!”

He said nothing and showed no reaction. He just continued to apply the ointment methodically, quietly tending to every nook and cranny with steady hands, concentrating solely on the treatment.

Soon my p*ssy was soaking wet and twitching. My an*s twitched and clenched around his fingers. There was no way Noel could not have felt the strange movement.

His fingers withdrew slowly when the ointment was finished.

“Mmm…”

I shivered, my body already filled with the anticipation of a man’s touch. No, it was waiting for its master’s touch.

It was maddening how the ointment had brought me to this point. Desperately trying to regain control of myself, I released my grip on my hips and tried to slip under the blankets.

That’s when I felt Noel’s hand on my hip. Startled, I turned round. I met his dark, glowing eyes. He wasn’t smiling. He slowly lowered his head and buried his lips in my p*ssy.

“Hmph!”

His pointed tongue dug deep into my wet p*ssy.

“Aaah…”

The flesh stretched and I could feel my juices flowing as his tongue probed inside. He was going too fast. Cane and Theo had never been able to slow down, but Noel was different. Noel… he was a man I had been friends with for years.

Noel, with his nose between my p*ssy lips, s*cked on my hole.

His tongue, which had been probing for some time, slipped out and licked the crack wide. The flesh, still wet from the previous licking, was stretched and stroked by his tongue.

“Hmmm…ahhh, ahhh…Noel…!”

“Noel. It’s flowing too much.”

He pulled his face away and rubbed my p*ssy, slick with my juices and saliva. The hole pulsed and quivered at his touch, begging for entry. My juices oozed from the crack, soaking his hand.

Noel stroked and rubbed the crack again and again. He slid a finger into the hole, not stimulating it directly, which only made it more exciting. The slippery finger went deeper, rubbing against my er*ect cl*t.

A tingling sensation of pleasure raced through my brain.

“Aaahhh, ha, ha… Noel, I think you need to put it in now.”

I panted as I spoke hurriedly, barely aware of the words coming out of my mouth. Instinctive thoughts rushed out, bypassing any filter in my brain.

“Right now…?”

As his hand continued to linger below, Noel hesitated, his voice trailing off, seemingly unsure.

“Aaahhhh… Faster, faster.”

Noel didn’t answer, but he dutifully rolled, rubbed, squeezed, and twisted my cl*t with his fingers. The pleasure was so intense that I felt I was close to climaxing.

“I’m… it’s my first time, Yuel.”

Noel whispered like he was telling me a big secret. I wasn’t surprised at all. Noel had been in his early teens when Theo took on a new personality, and Noel had grown up with Theo. I was also his first girlfriend. I’d never heard him say he’d ever had s*x with another woman when he was in Noel’s personality, so it was no wonder he was a virgin.

“So, what am I supposed to—huff—do with that?”

“I just wanted you to know.”

Impatient with Noel’s nonchalant response, I sat up. Noel’s hand, which had been rubbing my cl*t, fell away. I pulled off his collared T-shirt. He complied. His chiseled muscles were exposed. With trembling hands, I unzipped his trousers.

It was the Zip Cane that had made me open them dozens of times. After staring down at me, Noel finally made his move. He grabbed my T-shirt and ripped it off. My bouncing, bulging br*asts fell into his grasp.

“Ahhhhh!”

He twisted his body in a dizzying flash of pleasure as he lay down on the bed. He finished removing his trousers and then his briefs. He sat between my spread legs and looked down at me, his c*ck already fully er*ect and dripping with prec*m.

The man on top of me is none other than Noel. I shuddered at the unfamiliarity of it all.

His hands cupped my br*asts gently and I shivered with excitement. His fingers gently cupped my n*pples, circling my areolas.

My flat n*pples became er*ect.

“I’ve always wanted to touch these br*asts, in fact, every time I see you having s*x with Theo.”

He said slowly as he grabbed my er*ect n*pple and twirled it around. I realized something new again. That Noel must have witnessed every single time I’d had s*x with Theo in the four years we’d been together.

“Finally, I touch it.”

Noel’s hand tightened around my n*pple.

“Aaahhhh…!”

My eyes glazed over and a wave of pleasure shot through my body. After playing with my n*pples for a while, Noel squeezed the flesh of my br*asts again and again. Sometimes she squeezed the flesh together, sometimes she squeezed it gently and slowly. As the flesh moved, the walls of my v*gina twitched in time with the movement.

“Ugh… Noel, ah…”

More and more juices leaked from my hole, my legs trembling and my stomach churning as he cupped my br*asts.

“Say it. I’m listening to everything you say, Yuel.”

Noel whispered sweetly. I didn’t want to say anything vulgar to such a kind man, but I was at my limit.

“Ugh, put it in. Ah…!”

At the words I blurted out through blurry eyes, Noel tightened his grip on my br*ast.

“Ha-ahh!”

I automatically let out a soft moan.

“I understand. If that’s what you want, Yuel, I’d like to give it to you.”

In a move that was completely out of character for his soft-spoken words, he grabbed his monstrous p*nis and rubbed it against the entrance to my p*ssy. It was the first movement I’d ever seen him make. The blunt tip slid back and forth across my wet flesh, and with each touch, the depths of my v*ginal walls throbbed with anticipation.