I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 20
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A firm hand pulled the limp body closer. Damp hair scattered messily along the path it traced.
Gerard slowly ran his hand up the soaked legs, from the knees to the thighs.
“Haah… Just once more, hm?”
He was desperate. His lower body throbbed as if it might burst, yet the other person kept squirming, trying to shake off his touch. Unaware that the pitiful struggle only stirred harsher impulses in him.
“You said just once earlier too… I really can’t anymore. I won’t be able to get up tomorrow.”
The slightly hoarse voice, as if something had been pushed down the throat, was sweet enough to make him want to drink it in. Gerard pulled the small, heated body tightly against him from behind.
The twitching fingers, the flushed shoulders, even the quickened breaths, everything about her seemed precious and beautiful.
Just looking at her made his head feel like it might go blank.
He wanted to hold her tightly just once, with all his strength, but her body was so delicate that even the slightest pressure would leave marks.
He swallowed the wish he would never fulfill and pressed his lips to her hair.
“Let’s do it just once more. Please. Okay?”
“I’m sleepy…”
“Just once. You trust me, right? I’ll finish quickly.”
“When have you ever finished quickly… Nnngh…”
The already exhausted voice was pitiful, yet it stirred his desire. Gerard lifted her thigh, then grasped the base of his e******n with his other hand.
When the thick glans, heavy as a fist, rubbed between her legs slick with fluid, her body curled inward.
“Hngh, ah, you’re not putting it…”
“Yeah, I won’t put it in. Just rubbing.”
Gerard coaxed her gently and kissed her cheek.
Her entrance, already softened and loosened, swallowed the tip of the glans. Feeling the hot inner walls cling to him, the corner of Gerard’s eye twitched with deep arousal.
“Haah, this much is okay, right? Yeah?”
“Hngh. Pervert, just that much…”
He clenched his teeth to hold back the urge to bury himself to the root. Unaware of his restraint, she gradually spoke less, then fell asleep.
Gerard pulled the limp body close and buried his face in the back of her neck. The scent that drove him mad rang through his head.
Leaving only the permitted tip inside, he shook the s***t roughly. Haht, ha, ah… The veins stood out along his thick neck.
He moved between her shoulder and neck, biting gently, then took the soft inner flesh of her upper arm into his mouth and sucked.
She hated having her underarms touched, so he could only do it when she was asleep. Unaware of his desire to lick her to the heart itself.
“Hngh, ah, uh…”
His manhood jerked as it heavily bumped between her legs. Gerard inhaled her scent deeply and moved himself faster.
Just before release surged up, he flipped her body toward him. He trapped his face between her knees, about to spill.
“…Who is it?”
He woke from slumber.
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“Ha, s**t.”
It was early morning, the blue tint of dawn not yet gone.
The veins stood out along the back of the hand that raked roughly through his hair. Damp heat lingered in the air.
Every time he woke, he felt a dizzying sensation, as if he were falling.
It felt like he had been dreaming something important, but the moment he opened his eyes, it was as if someone had cut out part of his brain. Nothing remained.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that something precious had been taken from him. He tried countless times to remember what it was, but it was useless.
Only one memory remained, something he could infer.
“Your name?”
“A, Arvina.”
He left the stuffy bedroom and went straight to bathe. Fully dressed in his uniform, Gerard picked up his hat.
“Arvina.”
When he said the name out loud, the split at the corner of his lips stung. He had thought it would heal quickly, but it was more stubborn than expected.
He stepped close to the full-length mirror and examined the wound at the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, the image of that fourth-rank Purifier, who had a wound in the same place, naturally came to mind.
