Side Story 5

“…Should we finish what we started during the day?”

Instead of answering, Dion kissed her more deeply. Lisbeth naturally wrapped her arms around Dion’s neck, responding to his kiss. The cozy air, with nothing but the sound of their breathing, wrapped around them.

Haah, Dion let out a small sigh.

“It seems like I should hold back, but I just can’t.”

“Why do you need to hold back…?”

“Just….”

Because the child is over there. 

At Dion’s words, which came out like a sigh, Lisbeth scrunched her nose. Then, with a gentle smile, she said,

“Are you worried Diana might wake up?”

“That too, I guess. Or maybe… I feel a bit sorry for Diana, who believes she’s sleeping with her mom and dad on either side…?”

At those words, Lisbeth pressed a light kiss to Dion’s lips and said,

“But Diana is sleeping now. At night, she sleeps so deeply she wouldn’t notice if someone carried her away.”

And then… Lisbeth drew out her words.

“At this moment, it’s not Diana, but me who needs you more.”

So, hold me. 

At her barely audible whisper, Dion closed his eyes and smiled. Seeking Lisbeth’s soft lips, Dion replied,

“I need you too.”

Day or night, he was always thirsty for her.

* * *

It wasn’t a spacious bed but a cramped sofa, yet for the two of them, it was enough. Shedding their clothes without hesitation, the two embraced, feeling each other’s skin. The sensation of fitting together perfectly filled both their hearts. Overwhelmed by love, like children who didn’t know what to do, they caressed each other’s bodies again and again.

With his nose buried in Lisbeth’s hair and nape, Dion breathed in deeply and murmured,

“Beth, when I smell you, my heart beats so fast it’s hard to handle….”

“What do I smell like? Mm, there, that tickles….”

“You smell like the world after the rain.”

It’s the scent that makes him feel as if she soaks him to the core, as if everything of his becomes hers. Dion nipped at Lisbeth’s tender skin here and there, almost like a baby teething and not knowing what to do with himself.

Soon, Dion’s marks were left all over Lisbeth’s upper body. He bit and licked those places, trying to draw her scent into himself with deeper breaths. The sweet, enchanting smell made his head spin… If possible, he wanted to chew and swallow her up completely.

Dion gently pushed Lisbeth down and moved lower. When he bit down firmly beneath her soft, supple br*ast, Lisbeth let out a small cry and shuddered. The clear bite mark on her white br*ast excited him even more.

The fact that he was the only one who could leave marks on this pure body made Dion deeply satisfied.

“Dion, Dion….”

As his lips teased her flat stomach and the hollow of her navel, Lisbeth clutched his head and moaned. It was the movement of someone who knew what Dion was about to do. Dion lifted one of Lisbeth’s legs and placed it over the sofa’s backrest, letting the other hang down. In a position that revealed her most intimately, Lisbeth covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

Dion spread her lips with both hands and gently stroked the hidden nub inside with his finger.

“Hng, uuung….”

“Beth, you’re already this excited….”

Just as he said, Lisbeth’s nub was swollen with arousal. Dion pressed it firmly with his thumb. Lisbeth’s hips trembled. As pleasure surged through her, Lisbeth panted, and Dion asked,

“Can I taste you?”

“Haah, ah, don’t, don’t ask…!”

“Our gentle lady.”

Granting every request from this shameless man. Dion lowered his head and brought his mouth to her most intimate place. As his tongue licked along the line, Lisbeth’s moans grew louder. Even though he hadn’t licked much yet, clear fluid was already flowing from Lisbeth’s entrance. He gladly drank it as if it were nectar. The lewd liquid from Lisbeth’s body made his head spin as if he were intoxicated. He began to suck more intensely below. His high nose pressed against her nub, and his tongue slithered inside like a snake, making Lisbeth twist her hips.

“Ahng, ah!”

Chup, chuup—Dion held Lisbeth’s legs firmly so she couldn’t close them, and teased her even more intensely with his tongue. Her inner walls welcomed the soft flesh that entered, quivering. Each time their tender flesh met, the amount of fluid inside increased.

“Ahh, hng, Dion….”

“So sweet. Miss. Just a bit, more….”

“Hnng, ahh! There, if you press there, aaah!”

Whenever Dion’s nose pressed her nub, Lisbeth felt like fireworks were going off below. The sharp pleasure made her unconsciously move her hips. The tongue that thrust and twisted inside her made her moans grow louder. She wanted to close her legs, but his hands held her firmly, never allowing it. The sound of him sucking her mercilessly echoed, enough to worry her that she might become sore. Lisbeth pressed the back of her head to the sofa and let out a moan.

“Ahh! Dion, wa, wait a moment…!”

But it seemed Dion had no intention of listening to her. His tongue, exploring her, was greedy and persistent.

“Something else, something… please, hng!”

At her plea, Dion finally responded. He immediately thrust two fingers into her entrance. Even that simple intrusion made Lisbeth’s sensitivity soar. Her hips twitched with excitement. As soon as his fingers entered, they started moving inside her.

Her inner walls, already softened by pleasure, yielded easily. Dion gladly pushed his fingers deeper inside. When he started thrusting with three fingers, the squelching sounds echoed in the dark room. Fluids splattered everywhere. Pressing the inner walls with his fingertips and scraping down, Lisbeth trembled like a frog struck by lightning and held her breath.

“……!!”

Tears streamed from her wide-open eyes.

“Ahh, ah….”

Incoherent sounds spilled from her parted lips. It was getting harder to hold back her voice. Even though she knew Diana wouldn’t wake no matter how loudly she cried out, Lisbeth desperately tried to suppress her moans. Just in case, even the slightest chance, the child might hear—she worried, she feared….

And that contradiction only excited Lisbeth even more. Her inner walls trembled and clenched tightly around his fingers. Lisbeth’s hips jerked up. Sensing she was reaching her climax, Dion gripped her pelvis and pressed down. While pressing her nub with his thumb, he began to thrust his fingers rapidly.

“Haaang! Ah! Aaht, ahh!”

The overwhelming pleasure struck and scratched at her whole body. Lisbeth couldn’t even think of holding back her voice as the great wave of climax crashed over her. Like she was urinating, fluid streamed from below. Dion, pleased that it wet his hand, thrust and scraped her inner walls even more.