14. This Is Too Much Like Sex Between Lovers (4)

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Though things got a little hectic because Master suddenly intervened.

Anyway.

The negotiations with Nam Dowon that had continued from the sex we'd had last time flowed far more smoothly than I'd expected.

When I practiced saying, 'I want to experience an orgasm.' while looking in the mirror yesterday, I'd thought he was obviously going to make me do all kinds of embarrassing things.

This pervert had offered an extremely modest condition—just asking me to check only the things Lady Neria disliked.

Of course, from our experiences so far, I knew Nam Dowon was fairly good at holding back.

But he was still a man, after all, and as a member of the Rehabilitation Support Department, he had a perverted side to him.

At the very least, I thought he'd demand something like the fell…atio Master had just mentioned.

Yet instead of bringing up anything like that, he'd suggested that we simply check off the parts we didn't like together.

…I was a little grateful, though.

Grumbling inwardly, I opened the door.

"So, are we doing it right away? …Sex?"

"I suppose it depends. If you want to, Lady Neria, I don't mind, but starting out of nowhere is a bit…."

"Then rest for a bit before we do it. I'm tired too from just dealing with Master."

"Understood."

It was a little embarrassing that I'd brushed my teeth diligently since morning just in case, but it was fine.

Rather than having my mouth taste strongly of mint after kissing, this was more natural, even if only slightly.

Looking too obviously prepared would be embarrassing too.

It would be better to catch my breath for a moment before thinking about it.

So when I flopped onto the bed, Nam Dowon's footsteps receded toward the living room.

…He was probably going to take off the jacket and tie he'd come in wearing.

As always, he'd just drape them over the sofa.

"……Nngh."

For a moment, I wondered whether a woman was supposed to take off one layer and wait at times like this.

Before I could even answer Yes or No to that, Nam Dowon stepped into my bedroom.

More precisely, only as far as the threshold.

Right afterward, I heard a knock at the already-open door.

"Are you perhaps thinking of playing a game while you rest?"

"A game? …Ah, no. I'm not really in the mood right now."

"Then I'll wait in the room across from here. Lady Neria."

"…Okay. You rest too."

And Nam Dowon left my bedroom without hesitation.

I kept lazily swinging my legs until he'd fully closed the door; only after hearing the click did I cautiously raise my head.

"……."

I remembered what we'd just talked about: that if we were honest with each other, we'd be able to experience an orgasm in no time.

That was why.

"…Hey. Perverted civil servant."

"Lady Neria?"

I had no choice.

I'm only making an exception for you this once because it's been bothering me.

Really, only this once.

With that in mind, I walked over with one hand in my sweatpants pocket and discreetly opened the door with my foot just as it was about to close.

The first thing I saw upon entering was Nam Dowon standing before the bookshelf in a neat shirt.

To him, who was scanning the comic books I'd given him one by one, I said with a sullen expression,

trying to be honest for once.

"I want to practice kissing."

…No, I wasn't exactly being honest.

In any case, I put more sincerity into it than usual.

"I don't think there's any need to practice…."

"No. There is. If you suddenly do it during sex, you might accidentally bite my tongue hard."

"A little bite is fine. I came prepared for that before even coming to work."

"…Do you want to die, seriously?"

I said it as a joke, but he was actually prepared for that?

Fine. In a little while, I'll personally bite down on you in earnest.

I'll clamp down hard with my front teeth and canines and never let go.

While making that small vow to myself, I walked to the bed, plopped down on its edge, and continued.

"I was planning to rest for a bit anyway. It'd be nice to practice something simple during this time. Don't you think?"

"Of course, I'm happy to, but…."

"If you're happy, then just do it. I even brushed my teeth in case, so don't worry."

This should make the mint flavor flooding my mouth seem reasonably natural.

I congratulated myself on being clever and crossed my legs.

I suddenly remembered seeing online that men supposedly liked this sort of thing.

…Why on earth would they like this?

"…Excuse me."

"……Y-yeah."

I didn't know whether it had really worked, but in the end, Nam Dowon walked toward me with an expression that didn't seem entirely displeased.

Now all he had to do was press his lips to mine and mingle our tongues.

Though I had no experience, I knew the theory well enough, so I swallowed quietly and waited for Nam Dowon.

"……."

But this,

now that I finally felt it,

was much too….

close…….

*****

I think this was the first time in my life I'd kissed a girl like this.

…That wasn't to say there had been some solemn ceremony every time I kissed someone.

Still, usually I'd only pressed my lips to someone else's when the mood more or less called for it.

Doing it in this slapdash, reckless state like now was definitely a first.

"…Excuse me."

"……Y-yeah."

To make matters worse, this was Neria's first kiss as well….

With a premonition that I was somehow going to ruin everything spectacularly, I approached her.

Since Neria was sitting unusually obediently at the edge of the bed waiting, it seemed like the scene would work if I pressed her down and kissed her as if pouncing.

"……."

And at the same time, I had another thought.

Instead, maybe I should just let our lips lightly touch like this for now, and do it properly once Neria was thoroughly drunk on sex.

For now, Neria would berate me and ask what kind of kissing practice this was, but that would still be better than being subjected to water torture by her right after the kiss, when she was about to explode from embarrassment.

I had to survive first, didn't I?

Surely taking one step back was better than indulging Neria's whims.

Even thinking about it now, that seemed like an obvious decision.

Even if I could turn back time, I think the same idea would have crossed my mind.

"……."

But of all things,

the pale-blue eyes that had been blinking busily at me until just now were now squeezed shut.

She was nervous as hell. It was obvious even without her saying so.

…Despite that,

her face was still pointed straight at me.

"……Mmph,"

She was nervous as hell, but she wanted to practice kissing.

When I gave Neria, who was conveying this cute message with her whole body, a brief kiss, a faint moan slipped from between her lips.

Besides, she even lowered her head slightly now, apparently embarrassed for real.

Because Neria was like this, the thought of retreating one step had already faded from my mind.

Since I'd gotten the chance.

…Screw it.

What about advancing one step instead?

I could think of nothing but such desires.

"Phew……."

When I kissed her while gripping Neria's small shoulder, Neria, who had tried to go along with me for a moment, eventually pulled her body back.

Though we hadn't even tangled tongues and had only just touched lips, it seemed her embarrassment had already reached its limit.

To continue 'practicing' with Neria like this, I bent one knee and climbed onto the bed.

Because Neria had retreated quite far, simply bending at the waist to kiss her as before wasn't enough.

It was a choice I couldn't avoid.

"Mmph, …Nngh……."

My hand gripping Neria's right shoulder tightened even more.

Given the position, I needed something to support me.

In this position, she'd kiss me for about five seconds.

Then she'd flee as though embarrassed.

She'd kiss me for about five seconds.

Then Neria would flee while pressing firmly against my chest.

Even so, she only occasionally furrowed her brow; she never once said we should stop here.

…So I,

had no choice but to continue.

"…Ngh?!"

But the problem was this very position.

This position, with her pushed so far backward, must have gradually become too difficult for the shut-in, game-addicted apprentice witch.

She braced herself against the bed with her arms stretched behind her, but before long Neria's body collapsed with a shrill squeal.

Her former position at the edge of the bed had vanished completely; she was simply lying on the bed now.

All that remained was the sight of her pinned beneath a mere human.

"……."

"……."

Yet even so, she still couldn't bring herself to refuse—

Neria, in a position that made the very name of witch a source of shame,

once again,

I pressed my lips to hers.

"……Heh, mmph…."

By now, perhaps ten steps forward.

As I kissed Neria, now much closer to me, she finally began accepting my kiss, awkwardly parting her lips.

Aside from witches having a pleasant scent, this sharp mint scent was new to me.

She must have brushed her teeth carefully, just as I'd heard.

Without thinking much of it, I cautiously entwined my tongue with hers.

"…. ……."

No, I don't think entwining was the right expression.

I'd expected Neria to be tense, but rather than entwining sweetly, her tongue was simply sticking out stiffly.

Comparing it to a popsicle stick would be more accurate.

Still, fortunately, she didn't munch on my tongue, so I could teach Neria at least a little.

Not to stay so rigid, but to try moving however she wanted, even little by little.

As I taught Neria with movements as gentle as possible, there was a small change a moment later, as one would expect from someone said to be a genius.

"…Chup, bweu…, phuab…."

That Neria, whose first kiss this was, had learned at least a little about how to entwine tongues.

"…Lady Neria."

"…Haa, ha…. Hoo……, ……huek. Haaah…."

"Were you not breathing?"

"…? Why?"

"…Never mind. You may have forgotten because you were nervous."

"W-what are you talking about?! Why would I be nervous? You never taught me how to breathe…!"

"Well, since our mouths are kissing, you breathe in and out through your nose…."

"I don't know…! From now on, I'll handle it myself, so, um…."

Perhaps because she'd been holding her breath so much, her cheeks were flushed bright red.

As I stared at her, she landed several punches on my forearm without warning.

"…Let's do that."

…Compared to saying 'Let's have sex' right now,

it doesn't seem like something

worth being that embarrassed about.