“……!”

Nergal’s body jerked violently at Ir’s sudden kiss. His hands firmly gripped Ir’s clothes, seeming ready to push her away in surprise. But Ir didn’t stop. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing their bodies even more tightly together.

All the way from Lagash to the villa, Nergal had taught her many things. And Ir was an excellent student.

Ir moved her tongue the way Nergal had shown her. She merely traced his soft lips once, and he opened his mouth too easily.

With no resistance, conquest proved simple. Ir’s tongue entered his mouth without hesitation. The wet sound of licking inside echoed in the quiet study.

She curled and licked her tongue following his teachings. A tingling sensation starting in her lower abdomen quickly spread throughout her body. His hands holding Ir tightened their grip. While Nergal neither pushed her away nor embraced her, Ir slowly sucked on his lower lip.

At this, he who had been at a loss opened his lips even wider. Seeing Nergal generously offering more of himself, Ir also moved more intensely.

The hands that had been gripping her clothes now fumbled to hold her body. His veiny hands grasped her waist, pulling her closer to his body.

“Mmm…”

Excited breaths escaped through Ir’s teeth as she kept her lips pressed against his.

When Nergal had led their kisses, they had mixed their tongues quite skillfully, but now that she took the lead, it strangely wasn’t as comfortable as before. Their noses bumped into each other several times, and their teeth clacked together noisily. Nevertheless, she didn’t want to pull away.

Their tongues, which had entwined and separated, rubbed and scratched every part of their mouths. Their saliva mixed and flowed, but rather than feeling disgusted, she felt a stronger desire to taste deeper inside.

“Just a little more…”

Without even saying what she wanted more of, Nergal opened his mouth wider, seemingly knowing what she desired. Ir traced the inside she had tasted again.

“Haa…”

As Ir’s body moved on top of him, Nergal exhaled a languid breath. His face, usually as expressionless as it was irritating, now appeared disheveled to an absurd degree. Reddened eyes, ragged breathing, and a mouth open, wanting more of her touch.

Though this was her first time seeing him in such disarray, Ir quite liked this version of Nergal. So she decided to cling to him a bit more.

During the time he had explored Ir, she too had learned what kind of stimulation weakened him and where.

Ir released her hands from around his neck and then unbuttoned his formal attire. Since she had never undressed someone else before, it took some time, but eventually all the complicated buttons came undone and his chest lay exposed.

Ir unhesitatingly put her hands inside and pressed his chest, gripping it with her palms. The firm yet warm muscles wrapped around her hands. As she moved her hands deeper, his formal attire pushed aside, revealing more of his chest.

“Ner.”

Ir called to him while swallowing her rough breaths. Just from hearing his name called, Nergal trembled, appearing on the verge of climax.

“Here, you were sensitive, weren’t you?”

Ir traced the tips of Nergal’s chest with her fingers. On the way to the villa, in the carriage, Nergal had touched Ir’s chest for what could be called almost the entire day without exaggeration. Grabbing, kneading, and when the excited tips hardened, rubbing and grinding them, and eventually even sucking on them.

Because of that, just brushing against them when putting on clothes made her lower parts wet, causing her much trouble. Even when she told him to stop, Nergal pretended not to hear and bit her chest, making her feel a surge of anger even in her hazy state of mind.

So once, she reached out and grabbed the tips of Nergal’s chest and scratched them. She did it thinking he would understand how difficult it was for her, but…

“Kuh!”

He let out a loud moan and trembled. Then he stared at Ir with disbelief. A blazing passion burned behind his pupils. Before she could finish thinking she might have done something wrong, Nergal embraced her. Their bare bodies overlapped, and the tips of their chests rubbed against each other.

“Ah, ahng, uh, ungh!”

When the already swollen area that he had been biting all day got rubbed and scratched, sparks flashed before her eyes. The tingling sensation spread to her fingertips and toes, making her body tremble and her mind turn blank. Seeing Ir’s reaction, Nergal continued to move his body afterward. Her swollen chest pressed and crushed under his firm chest. Yet he persistently rubbed the tips against each other. She thought it truly qualified as a perverse act.

But now, Ir’s fingers gently rubbed the spot that he had vowed never to touch again.

“Kuh…”

Nergal let out a suppressed moan. Every time Ir’s fingers brushed against him, his body jerked like a beast struck by lightning. Then Ir lowered her head and took what she had been touching with her fingernails into her mouth, seemingly biting it.

“Ungh!”

At that moment, Nergal trembled with a loud sound. If he hadn’t been holding Ir, he would have surely fallen backward.

“You, you… why…”

Nergal held Ir and muttered. Though he pushed her body away, his eyes continued to stare at Ir’s wet lips. Although she had thought he would like it, Ir felt satisfied by his reaction, which proved even more intense than expected.

Meanwhile, something pressed firmly against Ir’s lower parts as she sat straddling him. His lower part, which had swollen up, pressed against between Ir’s legs.

His change clearly registered through the fabric. If his formal attire hadn’t been made of thick cloth, it seemed ready to tear through and enter at any moment. Ir lowered her hand just like that. Her white fingers slowly traced along the protruding shape, seemingly gauging how much it would grow.

“……!”

Nergal’s face stiffened terribly. The wrinkle that formed between his brows deepened, representing his restraint.

As Ir rubbed, his thing grew in size without shame. The way it grew vigorously every time Ir’s hand touched it appeared quite lewd. The winter formal attire made of thick cloth could not conceal the manhood that had swollen to its limit. Ir slowly sat down, aligning her area between her legs with the bulging spot.

“Huh…”

As much as Nergal showed excitement, Ir had also become sensitive. Her body had been thoroughly trained to easily get wet even from just one of his fingers during their journey to the villa. The area between her legs had already been wet for quite some time.

Ir’s body slowly moved back and forth, rubbing against his lower part. She had neither moved like this before nor imagined such an act. But right now, Ir wanted to see Nergal satisfied. With that thought, her body moved following its instinct.

After moving a few more times, Ir embraced his neck and lowered her body, sitting down.

“Ha…!”

Nergal also embraced her and exhaled a short breath. Just from moving while touching, their bodies, which had reached climax once, temporarily lost strength. Ir, who was breathing heavily with her head resting on Nergal’s shoulder, moved her body backward for a moment.

She knew better than anyone that this wasn’t the end. Ir began to remove the rest of his lower garments with trembling hands. After pushing aside the outer clothing and unbuttoning his lower garment, a strong masculine scent rose up. Ir swallowed her dry saliva and pushed her hand into his underwear.

“Ungh…”

As she put both hands inside, she grabbed a thick, living pillar that seemed to be wriggling. The moment she took out what was already wet from having leaked plenty, Ir momentarily lost her words.

It wasn’t her first time seeing his thing. Yet strangely, today his thing looked bigger than ever before. The column with veins under the glistening, wet gl*ns appeared ferocious. Ir slowly stroked his wet, squelching thing with both hands.

Veins bulged on Nergal’s neck as he let out a low moan. Though he looked ready to pounce on her at any moment, Nergal held back, gripping the armrest of the sofa.

Ir’s hands, which had gone down to touch his t*sticles, came back up. The desire he was holding leaked bit by bit from the tip. When she rubbed that tip with her finger, Nergal tilted his head back again and exhaled hot breaths.

Ir felt relieved seeing him so excited.

This was what she had wanted to give to Nergal.

As per their contract, she would give him complete pleasure and satisfaction in return for his help.

Ir, who had been fondling his fully er*ect thing, removed her hands. Then his puzzled gaze turned to Ir. It was a reproachful look questioning what she was doing after arousing him so.

Meeting his gaze, Ir slowly began to undress herself. Her chest, which she hadn’t worn underwear for in anticipation of this, immediately became exposed. She also lifted her long skirt. Nergal, who had been blankly staring at her chest, showed astonishment in his eyes, thinking, “No way.” And then.

“Ir…!”

Ir’s lower part, which was just as wet, took in Nergal’s tip.