Senior, I've Come to Visit - Chapter 69

“….”

But even with him touching her like this, Eloise showed no sign of waking.

She normally slept deeply, but not to this degree. She must’ve been unable to sleep because of the queen while he was gone, worn down and exhausted. Her stomach had gone completely flat too, probably from skipping meals.

With clear displeasure, he stroked Eloise’s belly. The belly he had fed so well it had puffed up like a baby’s stomach had returned to how it was at the beginning.

After all the effort I put in to make her gain weight….

His anger toward the queen flared again. Even though he now held the handle of the knife and could wield the queen as he wished, it gave him little comfort. He soothed his irritation by touching Eloise’s stomach, still soft even after losing weight.

Both her sleep and her meals were important, but given the time, he needed to wake her now and feed her something. He also didn’t deny that part of this was to satisfy his own selfish desires.

“Eloise.”

Wanting to wake her gently so she wouldn’t be startled, he whispered her name. He carefully rolled her from her side onto her back and kissed her from the top down. After her plump cheek, he kissed her neck, then her chest…. As he moved downward with slow kisses, he freely touched her with both hands. Naturally, his member had been standing for a long time, and his hand slipped down to stroke it. Sliding his hand up and down the thick shaft that stood stiff enough to cling to his abs, sharp, rhythmic sounds echoed.

Feeling his touch and the strange atmosphere, Eloise began to awaken little by little, her body shifting faintly.

“…Mmm….”

The adorable sound made him let out an instinctive coo of delight.

“Did you sleep well?”

With her eyes squeezed shut, stretching like a waking cat, she looked exactly like one. The world’s most beautiful cat.

“….”

Still not fully awake, Eloise blinked slowly as if trying to understand the situation. Her dazed expression soon shifted into a pout.

Why had he ever thought Eloise didn’t have many expressions and was mostly emotionless?

She had so many expressions.

A disinterested face, an amused face, a mischievous face, an apologetic face, a relaxed face… she was full of variety. Right now, she wore a pouty expression, along with a hint of awkward shyness, but not a bad mood overall.

“Nardi….”

“Yes, Eloise.”

“What are you doing…?”

“Waking you up. Aren’t you hungry?”

“No, that’s not….”

Rubbing her eyes once, she glanced toward his center.

“This is… as you can see.”

“Pervert….”

“You said you touched yourself alone thinking of me too.”

“That’s…!”

Her peach colored cheeks flushed bright red as she flailed helplessly. He couldn’t hold back a laugh. Irritated, she weakly tapped his shoulder with one hand. Fresh from sleep, she didn’t have any strength, so the tap was more ticklish than anything.

“Alright, alright. I only said it because I liked it.”

How much he liked it was impossible to describe. The thought of Eloise touching herself while thinking of him was so overwhelmingly arousing that he wanted to see it with his own eyes. Just imagining it made blood rush down even harder.

“Don’t tease me….”

“I won’t, I’m sorry.”

Barely suppressing his laughter, he earnestly soothed the sulking Eloise. While covering her body with his own, he kissed, licked, sucked, and touched her everywhere to his heart’s content. Her warm body tasted sweet. When Eloise was about to fall asleep or had just woken up, she always stayed still no matter what he did, passively and sweetly accepting his touches.

“Mmh, ngh….”

As time passed, she began making soft, adorable sounds, twitching her arms and legs. He had been stroking the smooth inside of her thighs when he moved his hand deeper.

The moment his fingertips touched her most sensitive spot, she jerked hard and trembled.

Her pussy was soaked beautifully.

He had wiped her once while she slept earlier, yet she was wet all over again, which delighted him. Along with her love juice, his release from deep inside, which he couldn’t wipe earlier, flowed out as well. Rubbing the warm liquid onto her pussy, he pressed the tender flesh and stimulated her, making Eloise flinch again and again.

“Aaah, ah, aaah….”

Feeling a heat that made his blood boil, he continued to devour Eloise’s body. He slid his middle finger into the hot, sticky inside and stirred, then kissed her slightly pouting lips. Having a part of himself inside Eloise always pleased him. The prettier she was, the prettier things she did. As she grew more aroused, she grew wetter and flicked her tongue softly against his.

After a long kiss, he pressed one cheek forward and asked for a kiss there too.

“….”

Eloise stayed still for a moment, then after a brief hesitation, she gave him a soft, tiny kiss. Smooch-

The pleasant sensation made him break into a bright smile.

Maybe it was because they had reunited after so long, or maybe she still felt guilty toward him. Normally, she often refused, but today she generously offered it first. Usually she only gave him a kiss once in a blue moon when the mood struck, or when he practically begged… but when he offered the other cheek, smooch- she kissed that side too.

“How… how much cuter are you planning to get?”

“Huh?”

Even her confused expression was so cute it drove him insane.

As repayment for the two kisses, he showered her with kisses and skillfully worked the finger he had inside her. He knew exactly which spots Eloise felt the most and what she liked. He watched her lovely face grow hazy with pleasure, and her red lips spill breathless moans.

Soon, repayment returned with repayment. As if she might cry from the pleasure, she spread her legs wide and whispered.

“Put it in….”

Moments when Eloise desperately needed him, moments she acted as if she couldn’t live without him, were rare and precious.

“Gladly.”

Without hesitation, he pulled out his finger and pushed his swollen length inside. It felt as though he were splitting hot flesh apart, and that same flesh clung tightly to the sensitive head and shaft. The sensation that she might melt him and absorb him entirely took over his mind.

Even if he couldn’t fit all of it inside, the feeling of penetration was incredible.

“Aah, aaah, aaah…!”

He felt her reactions in real time as his hips moved. Each time he thrust deep into her or pulled out long, Eloise shuddered and cried out. Sharing their bodies like this filled him with a sense of communion.

While holding her thighs spread open, he instinctively looked down at their joining.

Maybe he really was a pervert, because he loved watching things enter or exit Eloise’s body. He loved watching her eat, loved watching her release love juice until she was dripping, and when her breasts had produced milk, he loved watching that too. And earlier, when she climaxed and sprayed liquid, he loved that as well. But above all, what he loved most was seeing his shaft enter and withdraw from her.

Squelch, squelch-

His thick pillar pierced her cherry colored entrance and pushed through, sliding back and forth. Because she stretched to take him in, Eloise’s opening widened like a pink ring, her lips pushed aside and narrowed on both sides. Her entrance opened almost as wide as her mound itself, and each time he slid in and out, the bright red flesh inside followed along. When he pulled out, her flesh clung to him and came out with him, and when he thrust deep, it returned to its place.

As he took in that simple yet obscene sight, he lowered his body toward Eloise. Every time he looked at their joining, he felt how she barely, painfully managed to take him in, and it filled him with both gratitude and guilt. He kissed the lover he adored without end and intertwined one hand with hers.

“Haa, Nardi….”

Eloise wrapped one arm around his neck and her legs around his waist. Every movement she made was lovable, and the way she clung to him with her arms and legs was enough to drive him mad with joy.

“I love you.”

When he whispered his confession, Eloise didn’t show any particular reaction. She only kept moaning and holding him tightly with her limbs. That alone was enough for him, but then, in a faint voice barely audible, she whispered.

“…Me too.”