It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 190
“Nnh…”
I clearly felt his index and middle fingers push all the way in at once without stopping.
Because of the inner flesh that hurriedly clung to his fingers and squirmed, I could clearly realize how heated my body had been.
‘Ah… so good….’
Even if that wasn’t his intention, Lionel’s thick, long fingers bestowed dizzying pleasure on me, who had been so desperately wanting.
Each time he burrowed to the deepest place then curved his fingers to scrape the inner walls while withdrawing, my body flinched and bounced up.
As the ecstatic pleasure piled and accumulated with each repetition, my chest rose and fell steeply and my head tilted back.
He pressed his lips to mine, which had parted from panting breaths.
His breath, holding heat even hotter than mine, filled me completely. Grasping my jaw and nape with his large hand, he entwined our tongues, rubbing and grinding them together.
Because of the lewd kiss, my lower parts began dripping arousal fluid, and as his fingers slid in and out, they made loud watery sounds.
Those too mixed with the s***n and dripped patter-patter onto the floor, so it wasn’t inconsistent with the purpose of removing what had pooled inside.
The problem was my body thrashing about wildly.
It was very obvious that I was feeling pleasure from his fingers stirring, pressing, and scraping inside, excited and not knowing what to do with myself. Even if I tried to pretend otherwise, it was utterly impossible.
‘More… just a little more….’
I grew impatient that he might stop saying it was done now.
Honestly… it had been done for a while already.
Should I call it fortunate? After judging that the act of removing s***n was finished, he devoted himself to rubbing and stimulating my weak spots. He moved his hand rapidly as if shaking it out, heightening the pleasure.
“Hngh…!”
Thanks to that, my climax came in an instant.
He held my trembling body tightly as I lifted my hips and shook violently.
As the afterglow of climax gradually subsided and I hung limply gasping for breath, he kissed my earlobe with soft pecks.
“Serenia, what was it you were trying to say earlier?”
“Hm…? Me?”
What was I trying to say? I couldn’t readily understand what he was asking.
“When I returned after removing my outer clothes, your expression looked serious.”
Ah!
Ah…?
‘He noticed that…?’
When I rolled my eyes slightly to look at him, his worried expression was evident. With this, I couldn’t possibly not tell him….
After agonizing over what to say, I confessed only part of the truth to him.
“I was wondering if there was a way to store our happy times together somewhere.”
“Hm…? You mean something like an image sphere?”
There is one! This world has them too!
“Like how you threw off your outer clothes after dressing up carefully and rolled up your sleeves, or your beautiful appearance with your shirt soaked and clinging to your body from bathing me… It would be really nice to save those.”
Lionel stared at me intently without blinking once as I chattered rapidly.
“……?”
“……”
Why is he like that… did I say something strange…? I think I might have revealed my inner thoughts too honestly, getting excited at the mention of image spheres.
“If… you don’t like it….”
“Not at all. How could I dislike it? I was just thinking it was quite… ingenious to think of storing such things in an image sphere.”
Thank goodness. From the way he’s saying this, it seems like he’ll cooperate smoothly, right?
“We’ll have to purchase all the image spheres before leaving the capital.”
As we conversed, the shadow that had been cast over Lionel’s face completely cleared. Watching his face smile brightly as if happy, my chest also filled satisfyingly with joy.
“We’ll have a lot to do today.”
“It seems so.”
Lionel and I talked about the things we absolutely had to do and prepare before leaving the capital as we finished washing up and changed clothes.
“Should we do the physical training after we arrive in Hered then?”
“No, that cannot be postponed no matter how busy we are. We must start today right away.”
I don’t know whether to thank him for saying it so firmly or feel regretful. Even though I said I’d do it, my heart feels somewhat like that.
‘I hate exercise….’
It was when we came down to the first floor for our meal while exchanging such talk.
From the moment we descended the stairs, there seemed to be some unsettling smell, and the source of it lay in front of the entrance.
“Good morning.”
From the way Halid greeted us refreshingly beside it, he seemed to be the culprit.
