※ This episode is an If side story!
This is a story that has absolutely nothing to do with the main story and deals with ‘What if something like this happens?’
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Sometimes, before people go to sleep, all kinds of thoughts come to mind.
Liru Garda’s bedtime that day could be said to be the most representative example of such a phenomenon.
“…hey.”
[What is it, Liru?]
Liru glared silently at his own spirit body floating on the ceiling.
Judging from the way his lips were trembling, it was clear that it was something he was struggling to say out loud.
[Looking at the situation, it seems like you’re talking about Mr. Dowd?]
“…”
[Seeing as how shy you are to talk, did you have a naughty fantasy?]
It’s always like this when talking to a spirit body.
I know myself very well.
In a good or bad sense.
So, you can say something like this somehow.
After all, they probably already know what you’re thinking.
“…In the past, you know. “When I was with that guy.”
In Liru’s mind, the scene from a few days ago was replaying.
The beautiful memories I had with him-
[Ah, the day Mr. Dowd was manipulated by me and made Liru fall into bed?]
“…”
Anyway, no matter what I say.
As she was staring at the spirit form, he giggled and continued his sentence.
[why. Do you regret hitting me on the chin back then?]
“…I have no regrets.”
Because I’m sure I would have done the same thing if I went back.
but.
“If only I did then.”
Liru took a deep breath and said.
“If I hadn’t hit the chin, that would have been…”
[What would have happened?]
“…”
Liru frowned without saying a word.
With a pouting gesture, he turns his body and turns away from the spirit body.
Unfortunately, thanks to the opponent’s ability to move freely in the air, he quickly returned to her nose again.
[Are you curious about that?]
“…no.”
Liru said that and turned his head again.
[Then why are you blurting out your words?]
“Noisy. I will sleep.”
[…]
Seeing Liru closing her eyes while saying that, the spirit body smiled sinisterly.
[sure.]
Of course, Liru didn’t notice it because his eyes were closed.
[Sleep well, Liru.]
And because of that.
Liru even missed the spirit body placing its hand on her head while saying those words.
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It’s a dream.
That feeling is clear.
Otherwise, there is no way that the same sensation from back then could be ‘reproduced’ so perfectly.
“Liru.”
“…”
“I’ll take it off, Liru.”
“…”
Liru looked up at the other person with blank eyes.
Ah, it’s Daoud.
This is the man she likes.
“…”
With a dazed consciousness that felt like she was sinking in deep water, she barely recognized that fact.
“Liru?”
“…”
“Why are you doing this?”
I look up blankly at the man who said that.
‘…This is a dream.’
Considering the state of this man at that time, there was no way he could have spoken as naturally as this.
Now, it’s like.
The ‘real’ Daoud looks like he is hugging himself.
‘…If it’s a dream.’
It’ll be okay, map.
so.
Without even knowing what I was talking about.
“…uh.”
That answer flowed from her mouth.
“…I’ll do it gently.”
next.
Daoud’s hand slipped inside her collar.
“…”
This is it.
It’s called foreplay.
‘…Honestly, I don’t know.’
It’s not like I didn’t receive sex education at all, so I know what this is.
I’m not sure what it means.
Does having someone else touch my body really make me feel better?
Liru had such doubts very firmly in his mind.
“Ah, huh, uh, that’s okay-”
therefore.
It means that I was thinking that way until 30 minutes ago.
“You, you, why are you so good at- heeit-!”
She couldn’t even finish the sentence she was continuing in an exasperated voice and let out a loud moan.
The body is the greatest asset for humans on the battlefield, especially for the race that takes on the vanguard and bears the greatest burden of risk.
Therefore, if you are in the field of doing that work, controlling your own body will be one of the activities as natural as breathing as part of your work.
So, in other words.
The current Liru was a complete amateur.
“Ah… ah… ugh… ugh….”
Her head was buried deep in the pillow she was hugging with both hands, but moaning sounds that had no proper form of language were flowing out loudly, even in a muffled state.
The joy buried in her rapid breathing was a tone she had never heard before in her life.
The sound of heavy breathing caused by intense exercise is similar to a lifelong companion, but since I have never fallen into this state due to the intervention of another person rather than my own control, it was natural.
The linen of the pillow I was biting on with my teeth tore and a handful rolled into my mouth.
In her head, the thought that she was getting rid of something pointless was vaguely vague, but more than that, the feeling of Dowd slowly pulling out the finger that was freely probing inside her vagina, penetrating into the inside of her brain, made her brain boil.
The feeling of her bodily fluids dripping down the entire crotch and rubbing against his fingers to make it sticky was a bonus.
“Ahhh….”
A little drool flowed from between my clenched mouth.
I have never seen such a foolish behavior in my life, but the pain from suppressing moans for tens of minutes was already taking effect before I was embarrassed by such a fact. Since there is a lot of moisture around the eyes, tears may soon start flowing down.
If there was a mirror in front of me, I would definitely be so embarrassed that I would want to die.
Surrendering her body to a man, she was panting with moans like an animal being bred, not even close to being human.
“…”
Because it’s a dream.
It must be like that because it’s a dream.
That’s what I thought, but the sensation coming to my body right now was frighteningly realistic.
And on top of her as she writhed in pleasure.
Something caught my eye.
“…”
It felt like my brain stopped for a moment.
It was an item that boasted such a presence.
“…Is this your first time seeing this?”
Although Daoud said that with a wry smile.
Her gaze was focused on the towering phallus.
“…uh.”
Liru unconsciously fixed his gaze and nodded.
“I think it’s loose enough, so I’ll put it in.”
Daoud smiled and pressed his lower body close to her.
“Now, wait a minute. “I’m not mentally ready yet.”
“Liru.”
“Uh, huh?”
“i love you.”
“…!”
And, at the same time.
“Ah-sigh-!”
Liru’s waist bounced violently.
Daoud also trembled as if his whole body was shaking.
It must have been because I felt the damp fleshy wall trembling beyond the skin.
Even when the body temperature rises extremely high, the heat that can be clearly felt extends from the genitals and surges throughout the entire body.
Every time Daoud thrust, Liru’s vaginal walls wriggled and gently wrapped around his penis. It was a sign that he felt like he was going to die.
Once again, he pistoned and pushed up her waist, and a faint moaning sound like “hi” came out of her closed mouth.
this.
He is a warrior of that tribal union.
He was a person who always tried to appear solemn, hard, and violent, whether to himself or to others.
That kind of person.
Now he is lying under Daoud’s body, his whole body twitching, his face marred by spit and tears, and he is clenching his teeth and suppressing moans.
“Ugh, that…”
Perhaps unable to hold back the noise, Liru stretched out her arm and grabbed the pillow.
Then he placed a pillow over his face and hugged it tightly with both arms.
At that sight, Daoud almost burst all the air out of his lungs.
“Liru, show me your face.”
“no…”
“I miss you.”
When Liru said that, he hesitated but loosened his arms around the pillow.
In response, Daoud slightly lowered the pillow, exposing only her eyes.
Upon encountering the drooping corners of his eyes and the eyes melting with heat, Daoud felt his ejaculation, which had already reached its limit, heighten even more.
“I don’t think I can bear it any longer.”
He continued, panting.
“Please show me your face. I will show you while looking.”
Saying that, he gently picks up the pillow. This time she didn’t resist either.
Thick air was spit out from the bottom of my throat, and boiling liquid came up my urethra.
As Liru’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her arms also hugged the back of his neck as if pulling him.
It looks like it is accepting Daoud with its whole body.
His upper body tilted over her, and at the same time Liru placed her mouth on Daoud’s, semen poured out with terrifying force from the tip of Daoud’s glans, which was touching the cervix.
“Ah, uh..tsk….”
Even though their tongues were sticky and entangled, Liru continued to let out shallow moans in a thin voice.
I can feel my uterus shaking every time his penis touches the cervix and spits out semen.
This man loves me.
You want yourself.
Such thoughts pass through my clouded consciousness.
That thought is directly fed back, and the satisfaction, happiness, connection that that fact brings, and the ecstasy that is a mixture of all of them rush through my body.
The uterus, which had already descended, gently wrapped around his glans once again. As if he was acting like a fool or as if it wasn’t enough, he pushed for further ejaculation.
“Da-ud… Da-ud…”
She calls him in a voice full of exhaustion and kisses him repeatedly. Frantically exchanging her saliva, tangling her tongue, sucking and licking. My whole body is sensitive, as if it were an erogenous zone.
As he lightly rubbed my waist, a tingling sensation as if electricity passed through my nerves.
“…Did it feel good, Liru?”
“Yeah, yeah, it was good, it was good–”
He says that in a very saggy voice, as if it were dripping with honey.
“More, more, pour a little more-”
She begged and looked at Daoud’s penis being pulled out from her vaginal opening.
I want to put my head down and smell it.
I want to taste it by tracing it with my tongue. I hope that you will be happy to serve it. I would feel proud if I caressed it carefully and it twitched because it felt good.
I want you to spray semen. You can treat yourself like an object, shove it down your throat, and let the semen flow as you please.
Spraying it on your face is also good because it feels like you are being marked as property.
Anything is fine, give me that, please, please…
Even though I begged for it with an anxious voice.
“…I think that would be difficult.”
That answer came back with a bitter smile.
“Why, why- I, I like this, I’m waiting like this- hurry-”
“Liru.”
Daoud said and stroked her head.
“It’s morning now.”
The dream.
It ended there.
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“…”
It’s morning sun.
You can also hear birds chirping.
But why is my body so sore?
There’s something very…what is it?
I think I had a pleasant, uncomfortable, and strange dream.
Liru thought so and tried to get up.
I would have done that even if I hadn’t heard the squishy sound coming from the lower part of my body.
“…”
Liru looked down at the bed with a stern expression.
I have an ominous feeling.
“…what.”
next.
She peeked out of the blanket and her entire face turned bright red.
It’s wet.
All. Even the sheets.
It was very clear that it was wet because of the ‘liquid’ that had flowed from somewhere.
next.
“W-what is this-?!”
Shouts that seemed to shatter the dawn burst out into her room.
[…]
And, that appearance.
The blue devil attached to the ceiling was watching, chuckling.
[Did you feel good, Liru? No, you said you were curious last night.]
“…”
[How about Mr. Daoud, the ‘your ideal type’ that I created? It seems like you liked it.]
“You, you-”
[see. So, clearly, just looking at what you said, ‘Please do more, do more, pour a little more’ -]
“Shut up—!”
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fantasy,
