Side Story 1.3

Thud—

Dylan threw himself onto the bed, causing the entire bunk to shake violently.  

“…!”  

The movement rippled through to the top bunk, where the two were lying.  

Thrust—  

The unintended motion caused Kartan to push deeper into Delia, making her instinctively tighten around him in surprise.  

“…!”  

The intense grip of her inner walls around him made Kartan let out an involuntary groan.  

“Huh? Kartan, did you say something?”  

“N-No. Just go to sleep. You must be tired.”  

“Yeah, yeah. Let me turn off the light first.”  

Fortunately, Dylan was too tired to pay much attention.  

Click— 

The switch was turned off.  

Darkness descended upon the room shared by not two, but three people.  

Delia was at a loss, caught entirely off guard by the unexpected situation.  

‘W-What do we do?’  

‘Let’s just stay like this until he falls asleep.’  

Exchanging soft whispers, the two decided to quietly hold each other until Dylan fell into a deep sleep.  

Once he was fully asleep, they planned to slowly climb down from the top bunk and head to the bathroom.  

However, Delia had one problem.  

The depths of her body, intimately connected, itched unbearably. She longed for him to scratch that itch immediately.  

Having him inside her only made it harder to endure.  

Instinctively, Delia clenched and twitched around the firm, heated pillar within her.  

She did so to ease the maddening sensation, feeling as though she couldn’t endure it otherwise.  

‘D-Delia.’  

It was Kartan who suffered more because of this.  

Her tight grip and constant clenching around his manhood made it almost impossible for him to hold back.  

Thrust— 

Eventually, Kartan moved his hips slightly.  

‘…!!’  

It was a small movement, but in their current situation, it felt monumental.  

After all, the first step is always the hardest.  

The lower bunk occupant, Dylan, remained silent.  

Encouraged, Kartan grew bolder and began to move his hips slowly.  

Thrust, thrust—  

Unlike earlier, when the top bunk had creaked violently, the gentle movements now left the bed frame quiet.  

However, the same couldn’t be said for what was happening beneath the covers.  

‘W-What are you doing?’  

Delia clamped both hands over her mouth, terrified that any sound might escape.  

If their secret relationship was discovered—especially like this—it would be disastrous.  

No, this wasn’t just about their secret romance; this was a situation that couldn’t be witnessed by anyone.  

‘Mmm, ah…’  

Still, Delia couldn’t deny how good it felt when Kartan’s movements scratched her inner walls.  

She couldn’t bring herself to push him away or tell him to stop.  

Just a little more—if he could fill her completely with that heated pillar,  

She felt she could finally reach the island of climax that loomed so close.  

Thrust, thrust—  

Of course, Kartan was no different.  

The two pressed their bodies together quietly but firmly.  

Thrust—  

‘Mm!’  

Delia bit her lip hard to keep any noise from escaping. Kartan immediately lowered his head to capture her lips.  

Sealing their mouths together ensured no sound could slip through.  

Thrust, squelch—  

Occasionally, lewd sounds echoed faintly, but thankfully, they didn’t escape beyond the covers and quickly dissipated.  

There was no chance they would reach Dylan’s ears.  

‘Mmph, hnn…’  

As Kartan’s hot tongue explored her mouth, Delia squeezed her eyes shut.  

Slowly but deeply, they explored each other, their bodies growing hotter with every moment.  

Even though their movements weren’t fast, beads of sweat formed on their foreheads.  

The tension of possibly waking Dylan, who lay on the bottom bunk, only heightened their arousal.  

No, at this point, even if they were caught, they couldn’t let go of the handle that opened the door to the pleasure before them.  

Squelch, squelch— 

‘Ah, ah…’  

The ridged surface of Kartan’s manhood continued to scrape against Delia’s inner walls, while his coarse hair brushed against her sensitive nub, making her thighs tremble uncontrollably.  

Squelch—  

‘Mm, ah…!’  

At some point, Delia let out a trembling moan into Kartan’s mouth, her body stiffening as she reached her peak.  

Kartan continued to move slowly inside her.  

With each deliberate thrust, it felt as though flashes of light burst deep within her.  

‘Mm, mm!’  

This climax was unlike anything Delia had experienced before.  

It was slow and intense.  

The overwhelming sensation seemed endless, leaving her trembling uncontrollably.  

The lingering pressure continued to ripple through her lower abdomen as Kartan’s heated manhood pressed against her insides.  

After a few more thrusts,  

‘Haa…’  

Kartan exhaled a hot breath into Delia’s mouth as he released his warmth deep inside her.  

‘Ahh…’  

Both had finally reached their destination.  

Opening her eyes slowly, Delia looked at Kartan, noticing the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.  

The sight was unbearably sensual.  

If it weren’t for his roommate sleeping just below them, Delia would have passionately kissed Kartan right then and there.  

Instead, she chose to embrace him.  

Hug—  

The heat of his body, mixed with his scent, was overwhelming.  

Delia loved it.  

She loved the strong arms holding her tightly, the firm chest pressed against hers, and everything about Kartan.  

Perhaps Kartan felt the same, as neither of them let go, basking in the afterglow for quite some time.  

About ten minutes later, the quiet room was filled with the sound of Dylan’s snores.  

Snore—huff—snore— 

Even a passerby would immediately know he was in a deep sleep.  

‘I’ll go down first.’  

After confirming Dylan was sound asleep, Kartan carefully climbed down from the top bunk.  

As he stepped onto the floor, he glanced at his roommate, who was blissfully unaware of anything.  

Snore, snore—  

Dylan’s snoring continued uninterrupted.  

Given that his carriage had broken down and he had to walk a long way carrying his luggage, it was unlikely he would wake up anytime soon.  

‘Delia, come down.’  

Kartan gestured for Delia to follow, whispering softly.  

Delia quickly put on her undergarments and followed Kartan to the bathroom.  

Click—  

Closing the bathroom door behind them, they both let out a sigh of relief.  

As long as they washed up quickly and left, everything would be fine.  

Shhh—  

However, as Delia stood under the shower, washing away the remnants of their passion, Kartan approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her.  

“Delia.”  

“Hm? We need to hurry and…”  

Delia couldn’t finish her sentence.  

She felt the weight of something firm pressing against her.  

“Just once more, slowly, like earlier. Can’t we?”  

“What? But Dylan is…”  

Press—  

“It felt so good. Please?”  

His pleading voice was accompanied by the sensation of his heated length pressing against her.  

Though he asked for her permission, his actions spoke otherwise as he began to push forward.  

As his manhood claimed its place, Delia sighed and leaned back slightly, resigning herself.  

“Fine… but just once.”  

“Of course, just once.”  

Kiss—

Kartan planted a soft kiss on the back of her neck and began moving slowly.  

Thrust— 

It was an agonizingly slow rhythm.  

Thrust— 

Knowing all too well the pleasure this pace would bring, Delia felt her lower abdomen tingle in anticipation, her eyes squeezing shut.  

Despite the earlier mishap, Kartan and Delia’s secret romance continued smoothly.  

***

The next day, Dylan successfully left after securing a new carriage.  

“He won’t… come back this time, right?”  

“Of course. It’s been two days since Dylan left, hasn’t it? I even stayed in the room alone yesterday, just in case.”  

Still shaken by their previous experience, the two only met again in Kartan’s room after two more days had passed.  

“That’s reassuring, but you have no idea how startled I was then.”  

“So was I. It’s a relief we didn’t get caught.”  

Kartan stretched his arms above his head, letting out a brief yawn of relief.  

Then, turning his head to the side, he looked at Delia, who was seated across the table from him.  

Taking advantage of the pause in their conversation, Kartan spoke carefully.  

“Delia, there’s another reason I want you to graduate as valedictorian. It’s not just for the Acremen Family.”  

Delia’s eyes widened in surprise.  

“Another reason? What is it?”  

“You know, our original deal. It started with me promising to help you graduate as valedictorian.”  

As he spoke, Kartan’s gaze softened.  

“But I broke that promise on my own.”  

This reason was completely unexpected for Delia. She hadn’t realized he’d been carrying it in his heart.  

“So, would you let me keep my promise?”  

Whenever Kartan looked at her with those eyes, Delia found it hard to refuse.  

But even so, this was…  

“Wait, Kartan. Back then, I agreed to let it go…”  

It was all in the past. Even if there had been emotional misunderstandings between them, there was no reason to honor the promise now.  

In fact, she didn’t want to take away Kartan’s chance at being valedictorian for such a reason.  

But then—  

“Then how about this? Let’s start over.”  

Kartan’s words came out of nowhere.  

“Start over? What do you mean?”  

“Just ten times with me.”  

Ten times?  

It was a phrase that felt oddly familiar.  

Something Delia couldn’t possibly mistake.  

“Wait, Kartan…”  

Sensing his intentions, Delia tried to stop him, but—  

“If we have s*x ten times, you’ll graduate as valedictorian. How about it?”

He was faster.  

“You, you…”  

“It’s not a big deal, is it? I think we could finish it in a week, don’t you?”

His voice, sweet as honey, was just as tempting as when he first proposed their deal.  

“Don’t joke around, Kartan. How could I agree to such terms?”  

Delia resisted the temptation. There was no way she would agree to such a condition…  

“If you don’t agree to the deal, how about we don’t do it at all until graduation?”

This crazy…  

A curse naturally formed in her mind.  

Even though she loved him, sometimes Kartan’s antics were simply impossible to handle.  

But what if Kartan was serious?  

There was no way Delia could go without being close to him.

“…”  

As Delia hesitated, Kartan chuckled softly and asked again.  

“What’s this? You’re not saying no?”  

He added, “I guess you really like my body,” as he pulled her onto his lap.  

Delia couldn’t deny it.  

All she could do was blush and lower her head.  

Seeing her reaction, Kartan found her adorable. He kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered in her ear.  

“Then it’s settled. Let’s start right now.”  

Kartan’s large hand slipped under her clothes, cupping her full chest.  

As he teased her stiffened peaks, a satisfied smile played on his lips.  

“Ten times, whenever I want. Spread your legs again for me, Delia.”