“Ahh. Please.”

Only when I reached the point of sobbing did Ernst scoop me up and head to the bedroom. Even then, his tongue stayed busy, wrapping around mine and rolling it every which way.

“Liv. I thought I’d go crazy.”

His eyes, flushed with excitement, were red. His face, stripped of the composure he always wore, was devastatingly captivating. Enough to make me want to hide him away for my eyes alone.

Ernst laid me down on the small single bed and climbed on top of me. The shape of his firm muscles traced clear lines over my thighs, trapped between his legs. 

When I rubbed my thighs together restlessly, he narrowed his eyes and began unbuttoning his still-fastened shirt one by one.

My clothes, already ruined by his hands, were half-torn. Ernst stared into my eyes intently and finally stripped off his shirt, tossing it carelessly to the floor. 

The thought that his broad shoulders, the solid chest beneath them, and the muscles carving down his abdomen should press down on my body right now—any way at all—made me unable to bear it any longer.

“Hurry. Ernst.”

At my small plea, breathless and breaking, he pressed his upper body against mine in an instant. His frighteningly hot tongue urgently bit my lower lip. 

Chewing gently, then sucking my tongue long and deep, then sweeping across the roof of my mouth. I clung to Ernst’s neck with all my strength, gripping him like a lifeline, and took him in even deeper.

“Mmm.”

At the m*an flowing between my teeth, the hands that had been busy groping over my clothes tore them clean off. 

The tattered fabric was swept aside, and my fully exposed n*ked body tried to shrink from the sudden cold air seeping in. My body trembled violently.

Cold, cold. 

At my voice searching for warmth like a child, the lips that had been chewing my earlobe like biting it traveled down my neck and sucked hard. 

His hands, hot like a freshly lit fire, melted warmth into me as they caressed my waist and stomach.

I brought my fingers to his soft lips as they pecked here and there on my neck, pressing down like a bird. Even at the sudden contact, his lips stayed busy with their task. I rubbed the soft lips thoroughly with my thumb, coated thick with mischief.

Unable to bear the languid stimulation, his face moved barely a fingernail’s width away from the nape he’d been working on, then buried his nose in the hollow of my collarbone and breathed in deeply. Haah. A sound like a sigh stretched out long, seemingly drenched in warm water.

“Liv…”

Just when it seemed it would continue forever, Ernst moved down quickly. The hand that had been sweeping along the curve beneath my br*asts had already claimed the territory above. 

Ernst gathered and lifted both my br*asts from below with both hands, then began sucking my n*pples with the lips that had sucked my tongue and neck. Both peaks, teased simultaneously, stood stiff. Not knowing what to do, I could only tangle my fingers in his hair, pull, then release.

Ernst repeated detaching and reattaching his mouth, endlessly leaving red marks on my white br*asts. Each time his tongue swept and licked repeatedly, a tingling sensation crawled up my spine to the top of my head.

“Ahh. Ah, ah.”

M*ans burst out ceaselessly. The raw, unrefined sounds were shameful yet arousing. I moaned freely.

After lingering on my br*asts for a while, Ernst left blood-red marks on the pale flesh and gradually began moving downward. 

He gripped my slender waist like shackles and showered my still-flat stomach with kisses, leaving none untouched. It tickled unbearably, but all I could do was clutch at his small head.

I was the only one aching. The large hands gripping my waist applied and released pressure while he breathed out “Liv, Liv” like sighs as he worked, but my already soaked core complained at his frustratingly slow movements. 

Since he was only teasing, what else could I do? I whined discontentedly and kept rubbing his hair.

He seemed to finally notice the signal I’d been sending forever ago. Ernst’s pale blond hair swept across my stomach, and then his lips touched my core. Ernst took my already drenched center in one mouthful and sucked deeply. 

Then he rubbed his lips slowly against the parted flesh. I wanted to tell him to put it in quickly. But only m*ans came out.

“Ahh. Hu-hurry.”

My thirsty entrance kept opening and closing, searching for his tongue. Ernst—whether to make me ache for all the heartache he’d suffered—kept greedily licking only the outside, even though he knew my core was twitching. 

I deliberately squeezed my legs together hard. It was punishment for the beast that only growled.

“Can’t wait?”

He looked up briefly with a small smile and asked teasingly. I avoided his gaze in embarrassment.

“You’re so cute I could go crazy, Liv.”

His head, buried between my thighs, finally began to move little by little. His tongue, recognizing my core desperate to be filled, spread the parted gap and repeated shallow entries and exits, like scouting. 

I was dying of impatience. That wasn’t nearly enough.

Without realizing it, I put strength into the hand gripping his head and pulled. His round head followed obediently, thinking there was something there. 

It was only natural that his face became more deeply buried in my s*x. His sharp nose bridge touched something round, and the pleasure that rose maddeningly made me tremble.

Shame, humiliation—none of it mattered. My core, parched with thirst, kept gushing fl*id. My hips even moved in small jerks, seducing him.

“Ahh, ngh, E-Ernst.”

The tongue that had been teasing blindly reacted to his name. His long, *rect tongue thr*st deep into the opening that kept gaping. 

Ahhng. My inner walls clenched tight at the unfamiliar intrusion. The tongue that had been running wild retreated briefly, then charged right back in.

Once bitten, his tongue no longer startled at the tightening inner walls. Instead, it began ravaging my s*x, seemingly pouring out suppressed desire. 

It ruthlessly thr*st into my twitching insides. More, harder. I couldn’t tell if it was my inner thoughts or if I’d actually said it aloud. Either way, Ernst’s tongue work only grew fiercer.

My moistly soaked core endlessly poured out fl*id so his tongue could roam more freely. All the liquid gushing out was sucked into Ernst’s mouth.

Only the sounds of sucking and squelching filled the small space. When his bright red tongue, which had stirred my insides raw, thr*st hard into my opening one last time, I reached my peak.

“Haah.”

A long m*an continued like a sigh. Only when I reached the point of fainting did Ernst half-pull his head from between my legs. 

Watching him sweep his tongue over his mouth, covered in my fl*ids, to taste them—I thought I’d die of embarrassment. Completely forgetting that I’d been crying out shamelessly just moments before.

“I won’t put it in today.”

His voice, completely hoarse, was endlessly low. His blue eyes, crazed in his flushed eye area, looked straight at me. Did he know that because he still hadn’t emerged from between my legs, only up to his nose was visible? That it looked cute?

“I’ll put it in when Perillis says it’s okay for the baby.”

Then Perillis would know too. Embarrassment and a strange elation tickled my stomach.

“Then what about you, Ernst?”

I asked, my eyes tracing his lower half, hidden by my body and barely visible.

“With my hand.”

“Whose hand…”

“With Liv’s hand.”

I’d touched his member and rolled it in my mouth before, but this was the first time using my hand to finish him. Was I a little scared? 

When I nodded in affirmation, he instantly got up and pulled down his pants. His twitching member was fearsome in its ferocity.

I turned my gaze away for no reason and brought it to his face. In the light seeping into the dim room, his lips, covered in saliva, glistened.

“Why are you looking away?”

The question, tinged with laughter, spread low. I had no choice but to lower my eyes. It was still so big that I couldn’t believe it had been all the way inside me. 

I crawled toward him with a slightly daunted face. Ernst sat with both legs spread and his upper body half-leaning back. I positioned myself between them.

Because only the front was torn, the clothes still dangling on my arms were bothersome. Before I could be annoyed, Ernst stripped the clothes completely from my body first.

Completely n*ked, I gently gripped his *rect shaft with both hands. In that state, I stroked it lightly, then suddenly squeezed hard. A weak m*an burst from above my head. A satisfied smile leaked out.

I shook both hands up and down, but it didn’t seem like enough. I worried about what to do with the part that jutted up above, then slowly brought my mouth to it and took it in.

“Ah… Liv.”

I gently swept the fl*id beading at the tip with my tongue and moved my hands and head up and down little by little, little by little. As I grew accustomed, the movements quickened. 

Liv, Liv. The more he called my name, the more his member, which seemed like it couldn’t grow any larger, swelled in my mouth.

At some point, Ernst had been gripping my head. He only let out suppressed breaths and stayed frozen without moving. Pitying him, I increased my speed. I drove him on.

Ernst’s hand left my head and firmly gripped both my dangling br*asts. The faster my movements became, the more force he applied to his kneading hands. 

With no leisure to roll the peaks, his large hands—each filling one hand—stayed busy pressing down and crushing the flesh.

“Li-v.”

Whispering my name like a breath, he reached his peak. Just before climaxing, Ernst quickly pulled my head away and spilled his cloudy fl*id onto the blanket. Only after squeezing out the last drop that dripped down did he release a long breath.

“Phew…”

Ernst, sweeping up his hair soaked thoroughly with sweat, pulled me close. Dragged along limply like a stuffed doll, I was held tightly in his embrace. Ernst’s chest touched my bare back.

Thump thump thump. I couldn’t tell whose heart was beating so fast, seemingly having sprinted with all its might. 

Our skin, sticky with bodily fl*ids, pressed together, but far from being unpleasant, I only wanted to cling even closer.

“Liv.”

The fishy smell mixed with lavender scent and consumed me. Drowsiness poured over me as I rested against the broad chest that had protected me since before I knew him.