Chapter 38
Once the spark had caught between them, neither knew how to stop.
With her breasts sucked and bitten and her lower body stirred up, Vita came twice more right there on the sofa.
“Ahh…! Nngh…”
It was hard to withstand Carlisle's relentless caresses.
“St-stop…”
Fortunately for Vita, a lull finally came.
Vita's delicate body lay sprawled completely across the sofa. Carlisle seemed exhausted too, sweat covering his entire body.
‘This is too much.’
The aftereffects lingered all over her body. Vita let out hot breaths through her panting lips.
“Ha… ngh…”
Carlisle, who had been drinking water, came over to Vita.
He gently stroked the crown of her sweat-dampened head.
“Bianca, are you tired?”
When he asked so warmly, Vita felt strange for a moment.
It had felt good, and yet he was asking if she was tired. He was actually worrying about her.
She felt strangely embarrassed and drew in on herself.
‘Ngh…’
But she didn't want to admit it just because he had asked. So Vita said,
“Wh-what? I'm not tired at all.”
At her denial in a fairly strained voice, Carlisle snickered.
“Of course you shouldn't be tired. Shall we go to bed now?”
Oh, right.
The main event was still to come.
Realizing that, Vita shut her eyes.
‘Is this really okay…?’
She felt a little self-loathing, but she didn't particularly feel resistant to what was about to happen.
‘…I'm crazy. Completely crazy.’
Even as she thought that, Carlisle gently and slowly lifted her body. Vita squeezed her eyes shut and wrapped her arms around him too.
Yes, this…
Definitely wasn't encouragement.
She simply had no strength left in her body, and was afraid Carlisle might drop her.
That was the only reason.
By then, her smaller but slender, curving body had been laid on the bed,
and Vita slowly let out a long breath, her face melted with exhaustion.
And then, it struck her anew.
Vita realized a fact she had repeatedly failed to notice, always letting it slide.
‘Why is it always me…’
It was frustrating, somehow.
For some reason, she felt frustrated.
She was the only one who came several times before the main event.
That seemed to make her body more sensitive, allowing her to feel more, while Carlisle always seemed so relaxed in comparison.
‘It's unfair, somehow…’
Having realized it anew, Vita bit her lip.
It needlessly made her angry.
Come to think of it, Carlisle Schultz was always the active one.
And, if one had to put it that way, she was always passive.
It hadn't been intentional. She had only just realized it.
‘Maybe, then…’
Maybe that was why Carlisle always seemed so relaxed.
Naturally, the active partner set the pace.
Carlisle Schultz was always the one taking action.
Vita suddenly had a thought.
‘What if I take the initiative for once…?’
A little competitive spirit stirred in her.
She wanted to wipe that relaxed look off his face.
So, then.
As her partner climbed onto the bed, Vita Shamal stopped him.
“Wait, stop.”
She had been weak until just now, but somehow she felt different.
She could do it too. That was what she thought.
Burning bright-
Where had that strength suddenly come from? Vita sat up. Wasn't she the very embodiment of competitive spirit?
“I'll do it too.”
Vita declared her resolve to Carlisle. For some reason, Carlisle Schultz looked flustered.
“Wh-what do you mean?”
What a stupid expression he was making.
Vita snapped,
“Wh-whatever… Just stay still!”
It was Vita's firm resolve to strip all composure from his expression.
***
‘But how am I supposed to do that?’
In truth, Vita had no idea what she was supposed to do.
She had been a man, after all.
So she had a rough idea of how a man was pleasured.
She'd never actually done it, but she'd almost had the chance once.
Fortunately, she knew how to touch someone to make it feel pretty good.
Well-sculpted muscles, fairly distinct abs, even the tendons etched into his arms.
Looking at that masculine body, Vita grumbled inwardly.
‘His body is pointlessly nice…’
She was a little envious. At the same time, for some reason, her face grew slightly hot.
Anyway, what Carlisle's body felt like wasn't important.
Swish-
Almost in a fit of anger, Vita grabbed Carlisle's pants and pulled them down.
Carlisle seemed flustered, but couldn't put up any resistance, and his pants slid down.
“Ngh…”
After lowering his pants herself, Vita shut her eyes, overwhelmed by complicated feelings.
‘Ah, why…’
Why did she have to look at a man's underwear?
She had already seen even more than this, yet she was embarrassed all over again.
More precisely, she felt self-loathing. Did she really have to go this far?
Especially after seeing his fully erect member, her face felt burning hot. She wanted nothing more than to run away.
‘…But I can't do that.’
In a way, this could count as a contest too.
This was a contest with herself.
A contest with herself to rebuild her pride.
She was always the only one to come, while Carlisle was always so composed.
That was strange enough that her pride couldn't tolerate it.
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So, in the end, Vita pulled them down.
“You don't have to go this far…”
She heard Carlisle's voice, but Vita's amethyst eyes remained wide open.
“……”
How could she put it?
Emotions she could hardly describe came surging over her. Most of them, of course, were negative.
She barely managed to resist pulling them back up.
“U-uh, ngh…”
To prove herself, she had to overcome adversity!
Unexpectedly, it wasn't disgusting or revolting. It was simply less unpleasant than she had imagined.
No, more than that.
Something else caught her eye.
‘Why is this thing so big…’
She hadn't known because she hadn't really looked before. It was ridiculously huge. At least, it was much larger than her precious possession back when she had been a man, and it was surprisingly clean, as if he washed it regularly.
A smooth shaft, though somewhat thick.
Veins stood out across it, and its vigor was ferocious.
‘That was what went inside me…’
A strange embarrassment, a touch of self-loathing, and at the same time a ticklish sensation in her lower abdomen.
It was grotesque too, yet also somewhat fascinating.
As Vita stared at it, utterly entranced, Carlisle Schultz was suffering.
‘This is driving me insane.’
Such a pure reaction.
Her full, deep lashes, and the amethyst eyes glittering beneath them.
The emotion in those eyes was curiosity, and Carlisle couldn't bring himself to simply push her back down.
‘If I could have things my way…’
He wanted to lay her down right then and enter her snug, moist interior.
But he patiently waited for her to act.
Bianca Shamal had never done this before—never been the one to approach him first. He couldn't let this opportunity pass.
Anyway.
Bianca Shamal seemed to have made up her mind.
There seemed to be resolve in her pretty amethyst eyes.
In fact, Vita had only just managed to summon her resolve again.
‘I'll make you come too.’
She was more flustered than she'd expected, but that changed nothing.
She was going to make that pointlessly huge thing smaller. She would wipe the composure from Carlisle's expression.
This counted as a contest too, if you looked at it that way.
Carlisle could see Vita's determination, and already felt dizzy just looking at her.
He had never expected this. He had certainly meant to ask her to do it someday, but…
Vita clenched and unclenched her hand several times, squeezing her eyes shut before opening them wide again.
“Haa- ahem.”
She let out a deep sigh, then cleared her throat several times.
At last, she summoned every bit of her courage and took hold of it.
“Ugh-”
Carlisle let out a short groan.
He couldn't help reacting to the feel of her soft, cool hand.
Hearing that sound gave Vita more courage.
It was hot. Very hot. It throbbed powerfully.
She had almost let go the moment she first grabbed it, and even now she wanted to run away immediately.
She wondered again whether she really had to go this far.
‘I have to make you come…!’
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Driven by that single determination,
Vita began moving her hand very awkwardly.
***
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This was an intensely bewildering situation for Carlisle.
There were many kinds of flustered feelings. In this case, of course, it could be called the good kind.
He hadn't expected it. Bianca was such an innocent woman.
And yet Bianca Shamal was taking the initiative to do something he had never taught her.
Wasn't she an incredibly lewd woman, in a way that made him proud?
Of course, Carlisle didn't like Bianca simply because their bodies were compatible, or because she was extremely sensual. Those were not the sole reasons.
But even if the woman he loved happened to be sensual and acted this way, no one would dislike her for it. So, as for the degree of Carlisle's satisfaction right now, it was beyond words.
Her small, delicate hand had taken hold of his member and was slowly, awkwardly stroking it up and down.
The emotion on her face was unmistakably reluctance. It wasn't quite the same as a look of contempt, but it certainly wasn't affection either.
Perhaps it was a hint of competitiveness, or maybe some kind of determination.
“U-uh, ngh…”
Even her hand movements were clumsy beyond belief.
It was simply an awkward motion that clearly showed this was her first time.
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And yet her hand was soft. The focused look in her eyes was unbearably cute.
Vita simply moved her hand faster and faster.
‘Come on, finish already!’
Go at least once, you too. Do you know how frustrating it is that I'm always the one who comes?
That was what she was insisting with her hand movements.
She wasn't exactly eager to do it.
She was simply caressing him in a fit of irritation, and Carlisle's face, which she glanced up at, looked so funny.
His expression looked flustered, yet slightly rigid.
For some reason, Vita felt herself growing aroused too.
So Vita exhaled heated breaths through her mouth and asked Carlisle,
“H-how is it…?”
She looked ready to sulk if he didn't say he liked it.
With those adorable red lips speaking to him like that, her cheeks bashfully flushed as she looked up at him.
Carlisle found it cute, and unbearably difficult to endure.
When he didn't answer, her hand slowed a little.
Vita didn't know it, but the stimulation Carlisle was receiving right now was tremendous.
The circumstances themselves were to blame.
For one thing, Carlisle hadn't relieved his desire even once recently. His mind had been too complicated, leaving him no time for it.
Then they had made up in rather dramatic fashion, and he had been holding himself back ever since the gym storeroom.
Even on the sofa. Since satisfying her came first, Carlisle had continued to hold back.
But now.
The woman he loved, Bianca Shamal, was giving him unexpected stimulation for the first time.
Of course, she was unbelievably clumsy. It was an inexperienced, unpolished caress.
But that was precisely why Carlisle found it so hard to endure: this was Bianca Shamal's first attempt, offered in all her innocence.
What on earth was he supposed to do? Should he tell her to stop for a moment?
But he couldn't tell her to stop when she was so cute. It felt far too good.
Unaware of all this, she stuck out her lips when he failed to answer.
“I-I said, do you like it…!”
She seemed to have misunderstood. A little prideful now, she moved her hand somewhat faster.
Vita thought to herself.
‘That underhanded bastard… He really won't admit it.’
His expression clearly seemed to have lost its composure, and it must feel good, yet he stubbornly refused to admit it.
His face was so rigid, so it had to be working at least a little, right?
Then again, maybe a little more would do it.
‘If I just do a little more…!’
With that thought, Vita moved her hand, wrapping it softly around his member.
Come on, come on-!
Finish like a premature ejaculator already?
It feels good, doesn't it?
Maybe she would win for the first time.
And so, the entire situation had been brought about by Vita herself.
“…Ngh!”
At some point, Carlisle's expression hardened,
and he tried to push Vita away with his hand, but it was already too late.
He tried to stop her, but in the end Carlisle couldn't hold back.
A powerful stream of semen spattered everywhere.
Vita happened to be right in front of him, and the catastrophe of it splattering all over her, even her face, was wholly unexpected.
“……”
“……”
A long silence followed.
“Ah, um…”
Carlisle came to his senses first, but he was terribly flustered. He immediately fetched a towel and scrubbed her face clean.
“I-I'm sorry.”
It was an unforeseen disaster: he had climaxed from caresses that were clumsy to the point of seeming like a novice's first attempt.
But, hilariously enough, unbelievably so,
Bianca Shamal was making the strangest expression.
“At l-last…”
She looked as though she were crying, yet also as though she were laughing.
“At last, what?”
Since he was the one at fault, Carlisle immediately understood what she meant.
Vita could hardly contain herself in this situation.
‘I… won…!’
At last, for the first time!
That much was fine.
But even so, wasn't this taking it too far?
The next moment, Vita was shoving Carlisle away.
“You crazy bastard…!”
She frantically felt around her face.
“M-my face…”
“I wiped it roughly just now.”
“W-what do you mean, roughly…?”
Bianca Shamal was angry.
They said frost could fall even in midsummer when a woman was angry. And it seemed a few tears had welled up in the middle of it all.
Carlisle felt a chill run down his spine, and, unable to salvage his dignity, rubbed his face in dismay.
It was only because the person was Bianca Shamal that he had been unable to endure her clumsy caresses.
“I'm sorry, Bianca. Let's go to the bathroom first.”
So Carlisle Schultz took her small hand and went into the bathroom with her.
Then, with considerable care, he continued soothing her as he washed her.
“Seriously, what was that…?”
“I'm really sorry.”
In any case, it had definitely felt good. A faint smile tugged at his lips.
The main event was still ahead, and he could always win back his dignity later anyway.