Anything But Study - Chapter 19

Melia was buried completely in his broad chest. Because of his body scent that stimulated her sense of smell, Melia was swept up in a hazy feeling.

And it seemed it wasn’t something that applied only to her.

“Haah. Melia.”

Hot breaths settled on the nape of her neck.

Pressing his lips there deeply, he stayed like that for a few seconds.

“H-Hailon.”

Heat lingered even in Melia’s voice as she called him.

It was a short word, but as if reacting to her call, Hailon moved his head.

His hot lips fell away from Melia’s neck and began to put distance between them little by little.

When Hailon slowly lifted his head like that, and the moment his gaze met Melia’s in the air.

“Huh-”

Hailon’s head settled down toward Melia again.

This time, not her neck, but her lips. Quickly parting her plump lips, his tongue invaded Melia’s mouth.

Their tongues tangled together.

Every time the tiny ridges rubbed against each other, goosebumps rose over Melia’s skin.

Saliva she couldn’t tell whose it was gradually filled her mouth, and clinging to Hailon’s body, Melia swallowed it gulp, gulp- as if it were something sweet.

It was strange.

Why did it feel like the thirst that had been driving her crazy was being relieved every time his saliva flowed into her mouth?

And yet, why couldn’t she be satisfied with this, and kept wanting him more?

Before she knew it, Melia was clinging to him, gripping Hailon’s chest tightly.

Without even recognizing her own actions, Melia sucked his mouth greedily as if she’d found an oasis there.

Hailon was the same.

With Melia trapped in his arms, he pushed his tongue deep through the lips locked together without any gaps.

Stimulating her palate and the root of her tongue, he swept as if trying to swallow even one more drop of her saliva.

A cool night wind blew, but it couldn’t cool the heat of the two of them.

Through a briefly opened gap, Melia let out ragged breaths.

“Haah, haah.”

Hailon, who was about to press their lips together again, checked her rough breathing and stopped his movement as if regretful.

A brief silence flowed. With their lips apart, a few seconds passed as they stared at each other.

They knew the meaning of that gaze.

Melia, and Hailon too.

They must’ve read the desire wavering in each other’s eyes.

A little later, when Melia’s breathing began to sound even.

As if there was no need to say who first, their lips met again.

“Hgup.”

If there was something different from just now, it was that this time, they couldn’t be satisfied with just that.

With hurried hands, Hailon pushed his hand inside her top.

In an instant, he seized her soft breast, and through their touching lips, he spat out a small curse.

The rough voice that rang inside Melia’s mouth made her willing.

Because it felt like he was proving he desired her too.

She wanted his hot hand, crashing into her clothes, to rake over her bare skin even more.

This much wasn’t enough to satisfy her.

‘More, please.’

Melia already knew her own answer.

That she wanted him too.

It probably wasn’t only because her body had heated up because of the relic.

Even if her body was abnormally aroused, if the other person wasn’t Hailon, could her heart pound like this?

Could she cling like this, as if desiring him?

So it was fortunate. The fact that the one she was pressed up against like this right now was none other than Hailon Alfred.

More, want me.

Melia wanted that.

As if in response to that wish, Hailon grabbed Melia’s swollen breast, filling his large hand.

“Ah, uh….”

The moment he heard Melia’s faint moan. No, the moment this soft flesh filled his palm, Hailon couldn’t be satisfied with touch alone.

His hand lifted her clothes without warning. In an instant, her pale breasts swayed and were exposed to the air.

Since she wasn’t wearing underwear, her natural state was reflected in Hailon’s view as it was.

There was no way he’d just look at that dizzying sight.

His head dropped straight down. To take into his mouth the plump pink bud set in the middle of that pale flesh.

Chup-

“Ah, ah…!”

An exclamation burst out from between Melia’s freed lips.

Hailon rolled the nipple standing stiffly in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

He wanted to hear more of her voice soaked in pleasure.

And it was so sweet. Like soft jelly. When he pressed it down with the middle of his tongue, the bud rose even more. How could it be this enticing?

Even as he felt it was a waste, as if it might melt away and disappear.

‘Ha, seriously.’

He was swept by the impulse to bite down and swallow it whole.

Every time his tongue swept over her breast and coiled around it, Melia’s body trembled.

The wetness below, soaked through, began to feel tight.

As if her body was preparing to accept something here.

“Ah, ah…!”

While Melia couldn’t come to her senses, his hand had already invaded inside her skirt.

Sliding his fingers into the damp swamp where traces of arousal had pooled, Hailon let out a satisfied laugh.

“Look at this, you’re soaked.”

When he, with his face buried between Melia’s breasts, let out a low chuckle, her face turned red all at once.

“Don’t say things like that….”

It was embarrassing.

Why was Hailon so relaxed? It was unfair, like she was the only one heated up.

Even now, because of her unruly body, she didn’t know what to do.

But that was only for a moment.

Hailon started to sweep up her clitoris with his finger.

As he began to tease and stimulate the small point nestled between the wheat-colored strands of hair, Melia couldn’t hold back anymore.

It felt like something was spreading hotly from between her legs, no, from even deeper.

Her body was already heated up, but she’d never imagined she could feel even more heat here.

It felt like all her senses were focused on her groin. Every time his finger moved, Melia couldn’t do anything except tremble her thighs and let out moans.

“Hmph, ah….”

The sensation of fluids trickling down along her thighs was vivid.

No, maybe the amount flowing onto his hand was even more.

The stimulation was too much. Melia had no confidence she could endure all this pleasure alone.

In the end, holding a plea filled with boiling heat, she let out a beg. While gripping both of Hailon’s shoulders tightly.

“Hailon, please, hurry….”

“…Haah.”

A hot sigh spilled from him as he traced her areola with his lips.

“Don’t rush me. Melia.”

Even now, he was holding back, and the rest of his words lightly tickled over her chest. Heavy desire was packed into that breath, enough that Melia could feel it all.

“B-but…!”

Without realizing it, Melia almost begged him not to hold back.

It didn’t feel like her usual self.

She desperately wanted him.

All she wanted was for him to quickly relieve this heat, to fill her up completely, her body desperate and frantic because it couldn’t be satisfied.

In the end, as if nagging him again, Melia hugged him even tighter.

“I, I can’t anymore….”

“Yeah, Melia.”

At the same time as a voice whose meaning she couldn’t tell, whether it was agreement or a warning, reached her ear, Melia’s body was lifted up, swoosh-

In an instant, her field of view rose, and a cold rock touched her back. But the hard body she was wrapping with her thighs was unbearably hot.

Maybe it felt even more like that in contrast with her cold back.

But there was something even hotter than that.

Melia jolted in shock.

“H-Hailon, this….”

It was because of what was pressing into her thigh. Big and hot, but the surface was soft….

It was his penis.

When she’d been held in Hailon’s arms earlier this evening as he helped her when she almost fell, that sense of bulk had been enormous, but….

Now that it was really touching, not over clothes, it was even bigger.

Even without seeing it with her eyes, she could tell from touch alone.

Big enough that even now, even though she was wishing for it to fill her up right away, fear hit her hard.

Instinctively frightened, Melia tried to pull her body back and struggle, but Hailon didn’t give her any room to run away or avoid it.

“Remember. You’re the one who begged for this.”

Her body, held tight, had no choice but to accept him like this.

“So don’t blame me.”