Chapter 0 (1/2)

“Riel.”

Ariel swallowed nervously when she heard Arsion calling for her.

Had he already freshened up before her arrival? Arsion’s short hair was still slick; it hadn’t been dried off yet. His body oozed warmth and smelled of refreshing herbs. Ariel, who unconsciously inhaled the scent, blushed when she felt it blend in with Arsion’s natural scent.

Did he notice it? A soft smile appeared on Arsion’s face. He reached out to Ariel and said, “Come here.”

If this had been in the past, she would’ve immediately gone to him and seated herself by his side without giving it a single forethought; however, now, she was hesitant. Arsion’s eyes narrowed at her display of hesitation.

“Come on.”

Ariel flinched at the words. The softness in his voice was the same as before, but somehow his tone had a hint of an authoritative declaration, so overwhelming that she couldn’t bring herself to decline.

“Sion……”

Ariel called him with a slight tremble in her voice. Then Arsion came closer to her as if he couldn’t wait any longer. He only took a single step, but before she knew it, a huge, gargantuan figure obstructed her vision. Slowly raising her head, Ariel blankly looked at Arsion’s face, which was dubbed “God’s Gift.”

Arsion’s smile deepened at Ariel’s gaze. He stretched out his hand toward her.

“……!”

The moment his hand touched her, Ariel frantically suppressed a scream from breaking out. It was because Arsion’s hands gently grabbed her breasts.

As she was in a nightgown that was as thin and delicate as a dragonfly’s wings, his sudden touch was akin to him touching her bare. Arsion’s grasp tightened as he lifted her swollen breasts as if supporting them.

“Heuk…..!”

Ariel couldn’t stand the feeling of being squeezed so tightly and let out a groan. Even at that sound, Arsion did not remove his hand but rather fondled her breast as if kneading bread dough.

“Oh….. haa…… umm….. Sion! Slo-slow down!”

Ariel was startled and tried to back away from him, but Arsion’s arm held her firmly by the waist. Everything was composed and proper, everything but the busy hand playing with her breasts; it was rough and violent.

Ariel lost all her strength in an instant at the sudden stimulation.  A tingling sensation that began at the tip of her chest gradually spread throughout her body.

“Ah…… ngg…… um!”

She gasped desperately for breath as her moans shortened. Then, Arsion’s finger grabbed the nipple that poked out of the fabric and twisted it.

“Ah….. oh!”

Ariel’s vision turned white and her legs went completely soft. Fortunately, Arsion’s other arm held her firm, preventing her from falling on the floor in an unsightly manner.

While Ariel was panting from her unfinished climax, Arsion hugged her and placed her on the edge of the bed. Then he knelt in front of her.

He was looking at her with a passionate but naive look, like a puppy awaiting praise. From that glance, Ariel realized what he was waiting for.

Arsion’s act of touching and massaging her breast a while ago was yesterday’s ‘review’.  Now that the ‘review’ was over, it was time to praise him for doing well and move on to ‘today’s’ progress.

‘But……’

Ariel’s face burned as bright as a ripe apple. Yesterday was the end of fondling over the clothes. Today…… it was no longer over the clothes, but bare skin. The fact kept making Ariel hesitate.

“Riel, does it hurt? If that’s the case……”