Anything But Study - Chapter 25

Melia’s lips trembled.

“It wasn’t bad. It-it felt good….”

She finally answered. So please, now.

“Then?”

Melia immediately nodded her head several times. It was affirmation. It was becoming unbearable.

All the more so as the stimulation from his fingers intensified.

“Not like that.”

Hailon wanted this answer spoken aloud as well.

Unable to say it while meeting his eyes, Melia turned her gaze away and opened her lips.

“P-put it in….”

As if that were the answer he’d been waiting for, Hailon withdrew the hand that had been rummaging through Melia’s inner walls. As it slid straight out, the space below felt empty.

When the narrow entrance twitched as if trying to cling to those fingers, Hailon patted Melia’s ass with his left hand, soothing her.

“Don’t rush. I’ll do it.”

Then she heard the sound of his clothes coming undone.

Melia’s gaze flicked downward.

Because their lower bodies were covered by her skirt, she couldn’t see it with her eyes, but….

“W-wait a second.”

The moment she felt the thick tip of his glans touch her entrance, her body tensed.

Instinctive fear surged up.

“Yeah. I’ll put it in right away.”

But as if he hadn’t properly heard Melia’s attempt to stop him, Hailon grabbed her waist with both hands.

As if restraining her so she couldn’t run away.

Soon, the head of his glans began to pry open the narrow opening little by little and push straight in.

“Nh, ah!”

The veined surface of his erection locked tightly against her inner walls and thrust its head deeper inside.

Squelch-

The sound of wet flesh slick with fluids rubbing together was obscene.

The pressure filling her belly made her lower abdomen feel heavy.

Like she’d eaten far too much of something.

“You’re taking it well. Must suit your taste.”

Hailon spoke as if he’d read Melia’s thoughts.

Keeping his hands fixed on Melia’s slender waist, he continued to thrust upward from below.

If it really were something to be eaten, it was less Melia chewing it herself and more Hailon pushing it all the way down her throat.

“Mm, ngh!”

Because he kept pressing her down so her body couldn’t lift upward, their most intimate parts were forced tightly together.

Her plump, parted mounds kept rubbing against his pubic hair.

Even that friction was something Melia gladly accepted right now.

It burned as if there were fire at her perineum, yet the constant flow of love juice spilling out made it feel like a flood was breaking loose.

“Keep sucking it so well.”

As Hailon’s lips let out a satisfied murmur, they sought out Melia’s lips.

“Mm, ngh….”

Their tongues tangled wildly.

Thud- squelch-

The sounds of saliva mixing above and below were lewd and explicit.

Once again, Melia clung desperately to Hailon, just like that day.

Every cell in her body wanted only one thing.

From head to toe, there was nothing in her mind except the pleasure flowing through her entire body like blood through her veins.

Ragged breaths and moans were exchanged between their lips.

For a long while, only panting breaths echoed. In the quiet library where no noise should arise, repetitive moans spread.

Squelch-

The instant the tip of Hailon’s glans crushed deeply into Melia’s inner walls.

“Mmm!!”

Splash-

Clear liquid poured out in drops from between her soaked thighs.

The wooden floor of the library darkened in spots.

At the same time, her vaginal walls spasmed violently and clenched tightly.

“Hngh.”

Because her tight walls were squeezing his shaft, a low moan slipped from Hailon’s mouth.

At the same time, white traces of pleasure shot out from the tip of his glans.

Like sucking on a popsicle, Melia’s entrance kept greedily drawing in his thick member even in that moment.

As if she didn’t want to miss a single drop of the liquid flowing from the head of his cock.

Melia may not have been conscious of it, but that was how Hailon felt.

Wasn’t it beautiful, Melia taking in everything he gave her like this?

It couldn’t be helped. The reason his lower body regained its strength again so quickly was all Melia’s fault.

“Haa, ah….”

In contrast, Melia, who had barely come down from the peak of climax, panted heavily, breathing like someone who had climbed up and down a high mountain.

After a few seconds of catching her breath with her chin resting on Hailon’s left shoulder, the boiling impulse finally subsided.

Only then did it feel like she was regaining her reason.

But then.

“H-Hailon?”

Why was there still such a heavy weight lingering in her lower abdomen?

An ominous thought spread through Melia’s mind.

Surely not.

“Why? Melia.”

At the same time as his voice asked as if nothing were wrong, he began to move his hips again.

The surface of his member scraped up along her inner walls once more.

“Nh, it’s too fast….”

“We promised. You said you’d take responsibility.”

Melia’s protest was immediately drowned out.

No more words came out of her mouth.

It was hard enough just trying to steady her body as it started to shake again.

The sun hadn’t set yet, and outside was still bright.

Puck- puck-

“Nh, mm!”

“Ha, ugh.”

Their moans continued, and the blue sky gradually dyed itself with sunset colors as time passed.

They went on like that for quite a while.

Squelch- squelch-

“Ha, ah…!”

Before she knew it, the sunset had vanished outside the window, and a dim sky had arrived.

Unlike before, Melia’s body, now bent over the desk and taking Hailon from behind, swayed weakly.

As she stretched out her arms and clutched the far edge of the desk, the strength slowly drained from her hands. Her voice grew weak as well.

Through her wavering vision, she saw the library door far away. And suddenly, she realized.

Whether she had gone out through that door earlier or not.

Either way, maybe it was fate that they wouldn’t be able to tutor today.

***

On a terrace overlooking the vast gardens of the Alfred ducal residence.

Here, Hailon was focused on a book written in an ancient language.

Even though he spoke as if he knew nothing whenever Melia tutored him, his eyes moved smoothly as he read through the ancient script.

Several similar books were stacked on the small table beside him.

Flip-

A page turned in the book in his hand.

‘A relic that emits a red light.’

Hailon thought he needed to learn more about the relic he’d seen at the camp.

To be honest, he wouldn’t have minded if the relic’s effect continued like this. There was nothing bad about it for him.

After all, it gave him an excuse to make an arrangement with Melia.

So his objective was actually the opposite.

Not how quickly the relic’s effect could be ended.

But how long it could be maintained.

After reading in the same spot for quite a long time, he finally found a clue in a passage near the margin.

Hailon’s gaze fixed on that line.

[Nothing has yet been revealed about the duration of the red relic’s effect.

Even its activation conditions are unclear.

Because the effect manifested under different circumstances and across different ranges for each individual.

Even the point at which activation ends cannot be specified. Whether it naturally disappears, or whether it ends when certain conditions are met.

However, one thing is certain. Unlike other relics, this one is a failed product.

It was created for reproduction, yet it has been confirmed that while the relic’s effect is active, it possesses a powerful contraceptive effect.]

Hailon’s eyes narrowed.

Unable to determine the range of the effect’s duration….

Tap.

Hailon closed the book, the corner of his lips lifting.

He hadn’t gained much, but it was enough.

That meant there was a high chance this kind of relationship with Melia would last quite a long time.

The only disappointing thing was the fact that the contraceptive effect caused by the relic was so strong.

He’d briefly thought it wouldn’t be bad if they kept mixing bodies under this pretext and she ended up pregnant.

Did he have to give up on that?

Just then, a voice broke into Hailon’s thoughts.

“Young Master.”

It was Calix, the butler in charge of overseeing the Alfred household.

“What is it?”

Because he’d instructed Calix to keep an eye on the treatment of Melia’s younger brother, Ervan, Hailon wondered if it concerned Melia.

“The Duke is looking for you.”

As soon as he heard the reason from Calix, Hailon frowned, his face filled with irritation.

He stood up from his seat with an openly displeased expression.

“…He’s waiting in the study.”

“Alright.”

It was an expression and a stride completely different from when he thought of Melia.

Watching his retreating figure, a flicker of pity passed through Calix’s gaze.