Senior, I've Come to Visit - Chapter 31

There were days in a row when he thought it was really good that he’d joined the Research Department.

Eloise took good care of him, her first direct junior. Although she was indifferent to most people, she was diligent and had a strong sense of responsibility, so she seemed to look after him as his senior. Since he had a lot to learn in the beginning, she sat close to him and explained things in a calm, steady voice. Whenever she did that, Nardi’s mind went blank or drifted off, driving him crazy.

Eloise, sitting close to him, smelled nice, and he could study her pretty face in more detail. He wanted to suddenly pull her into his arms, and his erection kept rising at random moments, forcing him to wear pants where it showed less. Thankfully he also had a white lab coat on top, or he would’ve ended up in an embarrassing situation.

Aside from that problem, things were going smoothly.

Eloise seemed like someone who preferred slow, natural closeness, like a shy child, so Nardi was careful not to overwhelm her even though he was full of enthusiasm. He worked hard to approach her naturally yet skillfully. He had made a fool of himself once in front of her when Leon confessed to her, but he’d met countless people since childhood, so he was originally someone who was good at dealing with others.

Maybe his effort paid off, because he and Eloise became quite close.

But still, they were only senior and junior. He kept worrying because it felt like he couldn’t cross the invisible line she kept between them.

When he heard that Eloise had taken a sick day due to a severe cold, he immediately took a leave of his own and went to visit her. When she woke up after sleeping with a high fever, the chest area of her pajamas was rounded with wetness, and the shock made his heart drop. He thought Eloise had a lover he didn’t know about, and that she had even given birth.

Thankfully, it wasn’t that.

Surprisingly, she’d received a secret request from the queen to develop a lactation-promoting potion, and she’d been experimenting on herself. Because she couldn’t express the milk properly, she’d developed breast engorgement, and Nardi spoke up without hesitation.

“Should I suck it out for you?”

Seeing Eloise in pain was unbearable. Her flushed face, her short breaths, her weakened state made him want to take the pain in her place if he could. She’d had a high fever for hours already, and no matter how many times he wiped her body with a wet towel, the fever wouldn’t go down. He wanted to lower it even one second sooner. If the fever continued too long, it could leave serious aftereffects.

Of course, it would be a lie to say there wasn’t even a bit of selfish desire mixed in. If he had to break it down, it was ninety percent wanting Eloise to get better, ten percent wanting to see her breasts and suck her milk.

No… maybe twenty percent.

For him, completely hiding his true feelings and wearing a mask was as easy as breathing.

“It’s like when someone gets bitten by a snake on the ankle. You know how the harmful substance has to be sucked out by someone else to get better. I’ll do that for you.”

He persuaded her gently while she hesitated.

“…You won’t tell anyone about this either?”

Eloise, adorably, allowed it on the condition that it stayed a secret.

And after that….

It became a series of moments and events he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Her breasts looked so painful, but aside from the pain, they were incredibly pretty and lewd. He ended up seeing the breasts he had imagined every night, normally hidden inside her clothes, at a completely unexpected moment, and they were much bigger and plumper than he’d thought. Eloise was slender, but she had slightly chubby, lovely cheeks, and apparently her breasts were the same.

The nipples and areolas of her breasts, reddened from the pain, were quickly taken into his mouth as he sucked the milk out.

Wow….

The milk that pooled in his mouth each time he sucked was so sweet it jolted him awake. Thick and sweet like honey, fragrant, it filled his nasal cavity with its scent as he sucked and swallowed the source directly. Like good liquor, it went down smoothly, and like seawater, the more he drank, the thirstier he felt.

How much must it have hurt?

Eloise’s breasts poured milk like a burst dam, as if she really hadn’t been able to express it for a very long time. Each time he sucked, a mouthful filled his mouth, forcing him to swallow again and again.

Her breasts were big and plump, but it was still amazing and strange that so much milk came out of such a small body. Like someone who had found an oasis in a desert, he craved the milk and sucked hard.

At the same time, he wanted to feel her breasts with all his senses. He opened his eyes slightly to see her skin, breathed in the thick sweet scent of her milk through his nose, and felt the soft nipple and areola in his mouth. The nipple grew firmer and more erect, and the rounded areola was soft and springy.

Just then, Eloise lifted a hand and touched her own breast, wincing from the pain. It seemed she was massaging the clogged area to loosen it, and he too, wanting to ease her pain and wanting to touch her breasts, lifted his hand. As he gently touched her breast and watched her reaction, Eloise didn’t stop him, as if she knew he was trying to help.

Her breasts, hot and firm from the breast engorgement, gradually softened as he loosened the clogged milk with his hand and drew it out with his mouth. Feeling the effect clearly, he moved his mouth and hand even more eagerly.

It was like sucking nectar from a flower.

He recalled a childhood memory of plucking a red salvia flower and sucking out the sweet nectar from the pointed end. This was similar. Eloise’s breasts smelled sweet like a flower and were full of honey-like milk that flowed out abundantly each time he sucked at the fullness.

How could a liquid from a person’s body be this sweet?

From the other nipple, milk dripped or traced a line, and he felt frustrated that he had only one mouth to drink with. Cherishing every second, he spent a long while stimulating her breasts with both hands… no, helping the milk flow, and sucking and swallowing it with his mouth. Eloise, gentle and quiet, accepted everything he did without complaint, only moving her seated body slightly from time to time.

Naturally, he was hard the whole time, and in the middle of it Eloise ended up noticing.

“…!”

“Ah, this is… it’s because I’m healthy, so please don’t worry about it.”

Ignoring the erection at his center was something he’d been forcibly trained in after sharing a laboratory with her. It wasn’t easy, but he could endure it well enough. Still, Eloise seemed to feel a sense of responsibility again.

“…Do something about it. You can’t go home like that.”

How could someone be this kind and soft?

He didn’t tell her that he wasn’t that kind of person, that he could endure it just fine.

“Then, if you just stay still like you are now, I’ll take care of it myself.”

“Okay.”

In his heart, he wanted to ask her to touch it with her hand, or ask for something even more, but if he did that, Eloise would probably be shocked and run away. She’d already gone wide-eyed just from seeing that he was hard.

He bent his upper body forward, his right hand touching her breast and his mouth sucking at the peak, while his left hand went to the waistband of his pants. He took out his furious center, standing stiff and vertical, and began stroking it in front of Eloise. Feeling her startled gaze on him filled him with indescribable satisfaction and arousal. With his proud manhood exposed, he pumped it so hard his skin twitched.

Tap, tap, tap, tap-

He was so excited he felt like he might go crazy.

He had always masturbated while thinking of Eloise, but now he was masturbating while actually touching and sucking her breasts. Her breast, now in better condition, was soft and springy, and the feeling of it in his hand was unbelievably good. Even while touching it, he wanted to touch it more and more. The milk, thinner than before, dampened his hand and filled his mouth.