Prologue

“Alvin! I told you, you—stay still!”

The man with his face buried between the woman’s damp thighs either didn’t hear her or simply ignored her words, instead intensifying the movement of his tongue. His persistent licking of the sensitive nub sent continuous waves of pleasure through her already swollen cl*toris.

“Ah, ahh…….”

Her thighs reflexively tightened around the man’s head, but even with the increased pressure, he continued undeterred.

The only reaction he showed was to firmly grasp her soft hips with his large fingers, making sure she couldn’t pull away. Her lower body, half draped over the desk, was held tightly in place.

Chup.

A distinctly lewd sound filled the room. The woman’s mind spun at the realization that such noises were coming from her own body.

Through Liat’s eyes, she could see Alvin’s head bobbing up and down, moving persistently.

Perhaps feeling her heated gaze, Alvin briefly lifted his head.

“Ah, Alvin……”

“Mm, Liat.”

His usually steadfast eyes were now softened, melted into gentle curves by the heat of pleasure. His lips below were slick and shining in the light.

The indecent sight made Liat’s ears burn with embarrassment. Savoring her reaction, Alvin deliberately extended his tongue, tracing lazy circles around her cl*toris.

“……”

“Do you really hate it?”

“N-no, hng……!”

“See? I told you, I’d never do something you dislike.”

His red tongue flicked over the equally flushed bud. Liat squeezed her eyes shut to block out the sensual sight, but that only heightened her other senses, making everything feel more intense. The wet sounds, punctuated by Alvin’s excited breaths, seemed to seep into her very mind.

She gripped his soft brown hair as if trying to pull it out, but Alvin, as if numb to any pain, remained focused on his task below.

Once again, the man buried his face into her folds, spreading her open and slipping his tongue inside the moist flesh. His broad tongue pressed and rolled over her cl*toris with deliberate strength.

Even as Liat’s toes curled in climax again and again, he remained relentless, tormenting that one spot as if he were her lifelong nemesis. Liat could only let out strained, continuous moans.

“Hng! Ah, ah!”

Her lower entrance pulsed, releasing another rush of slickness. Alvin shifted his position to taste the fresh wetness, his tongue reaching all the way to the dripping opening.

As her mind melted in the lingering heat of climax, a single thought surfaced.

If only he would lick inside, too. If only he would soothe this tingling ache.

But it seemed that wish never reached Alvin. He simply let the wetness dribble down his chin and moved his lips back to where they’d been.

He sucked the bud above her folds with a loud, wet pop.

“Haah, stop!”

A tingling that started deep inside her belly transformed into a desperate thirst. Unconsciously, she arched her hips, trying to guide his tongue into her entrance, but the stubborn man refused to do as she wished.

“Why, why…….”

Her whimper was heavy with longing. Even her delicate, trembling voice failed to sway him.

Alvin continued to focus solely on the spot he knew brought her pleasure, as if that were all he understood about her body.

“You, you… why, hng, only there!”

Liat didn’t even know what she was saying as she scolded Alvin.

Her thighs, which had been squeezing his face, went limp, melted by the lingering waves of climax. When her soft legs trembled, Alvin finally looked up.

Now freed, her cl*toris was drenched in saliva and her own arousal, left exposed to the cool air. The sensitive flesh was so swollen that even a gentle breeze would have felt like stimulation.

As Liat shuddered, Alvin lifted the corner of his mouth in a smile.

“You look cold.”

Alvin muttered an idle excuse and raised his hand. His calloused, rough fingers slowly rubbed her most sensitive spot, making her hips tense up on their own.

“P-please, Alvin, stop, hng, stop touching there…….”

Liat’s words came out in a trembling moan as she twisted her legs. The broken, pleading tone made her sound pitiful.

“So, does that mean I can do something else? Is that what you want me to do?”

“What?”

His rough, deepened voice brushed against Liat’s ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

‘How did it come to this?’

What had started as a playful attempt to satisfy her curiosity had awakened something wild in her childhood friend. The gentle half of her, always mild and sweet, seemed to have vanished, replaced by a man who now felt almost predatory.

Standing up from his knees, Alvin leaned over her, trapping her between his arms, casting a shadow over her.

He traced the line of her wet lips with his tongue, savoring her taste, then slowly leaned in to whisper at her ear.

“Say it with your own mouth. Tell me what you want me to do.”

His neat teeth nipped at her rosy ear, a small gesture that made Liat shudder as if it were the most intimate caress.

“Hmm?”

Tilting his head with a smile, he looked like a stranger wearing the face of her childhood friend.

If not for those moist, gentle eyes, she could have believed he was someone else entirely.

Time passed quietly as Liat, startled by this unfamiliar side of Alvin, froze in place.

“Liat.”

His expression changed, a flicker of anxiety crossing his face. Without her answer, Alvin could do nothing.

“Liat, please.”

Unable to contain his desire, Alvin spoke in a trembling voice. The confident air from earlier seemed like a lie, his words now desperate.

“When have I ever not listened to you? I’ll do anything you want. Just give me permission.”

Unlike the leisurely way he’d teased her before, his face now was full of longing.

He waited for her answer with the obedience of someone for whom Liat’s words were absolute.

Had she only imagined that she was the one being swept away by pleasure?

He was the same Alvin as always. He was the one who would always bend first, letting Liat take the lead. The half of herself she knew so well.

“Huu……. It’s hard for me to hold back, okay? Liat, please tell me.”

I can’t do it, not without your permission.

Alvin hunched his large frame and nestled into Liat’s arms, nuzzling his soft hair against her in a show of affection.

From a distance, it would have looked almost comical—a bear-like man clinging to a tiny squirrel, begging for attention.

But that sight stirred something in Liat’s heart. Almost without realizing, she reached out to stroke his hair.

At that moment, she felt something press against her weakened thigh.

It was Alvin’s heated lower body. That part of him, standing upright as if to pierce anything, had already dampened his pants.

Just the sensation of him licking her had left her so wet.

Liat gasped for breath as she felt his arousal brush against her trembling waist.

But she was no different from Alvin. She wanted him, too. The fact that they both desired each other felt like something out of a novel.

“Alvin…… please, do something inside.”

Liat felt her cheeks burn as heat pooled between her legs, and she swallowed the saliva gathering beneath her tongue.

When had things changed like this? There was a time when she couldn’t even imagine being so intimate with her childhood friend. As their bodies hovered on the verge of joining, memories of their countless days together flashed through her mind.

The change in their relationship had begun the moment she was suddenly confronted with a man’s sexuality. That shocking day, which had completely transformed her previously innocent self, marked a turning point for both of them.

The event that twisted their once unchanging friendship into something more happened just as summer was turning to autumn.