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Considering this was Zerbin’s first time, despite his popularity, that made sense.

For beginners, their first experience tends to become their baseline for what’s normal.

Does he think he has to do the same for me?

No way the dignified Hero would want to do that.

“Of course not.”

I shook my hand dismissively.

“It’s because it’s you! If it were just licking, sure, but why would I go all the way and use my throat for just anyone? That’s too much work.”

The Hero’s expression returned to its usual unreadable state.

Thankfully, it seemed I was right.

Honestly, the way he acted so innocently despite everything was… cute.

I couldn’t help but let a faint smile creep onto my lips.

“It was a special service just for you, to make you feel good. It’s your first time, after all—it should be a great experience! So, how was it?”

Caught up in the moment, I rattled off questions before realizing they sounded far too presumptuous.

I stopped abruptly.

This must’ve come off like I was talking down to him, treating him like a clueless virgin or something…

Would he be offended?

Contrary to my worries, Zerbin let go of my shoulder and lay back down on the bed.

“…Intense.”

The word was murmured quietly.

It was spoken in a voice so soft it could almost be called shy—a tone I’d never heard from him, not before the regression, not after.

It was so unexpectedly positive that my heart started racing.

This reaction… it must mean he wants more, right?

I felt my cheeks heating up.

Ah, my face must be red now.

I wasn’t even a virgin, so why was I acting like one?

How stupid of me.

The “do it as usual” Zerbin had requested was completely out the window.

How could I act normally when it was him I was doing this with?

To do things like I usually would… I’d have to start by touching his chest.

‘…’

Never mind. I had to at least try to follow orders.

Carefully, I climbed onto his muscular frame.

As I moved up from between his legs, our eyes met.

The feeling was… truly indescribable.

It felt like Zerbin might toss me aside at any moment for daring to touch him, but in reality, he lay beneath me, quietly waiting for my hand.

For Zerbin, who was almost obsessively averse to physical contact with others, to give me permission to touch him anywhere—it was surreal.

Just thinking about it made me feel strangely dazed.

Was it because it was so unreal?

Cautiously, I reached out and placed my hand on his broad chest.

Even though my hands weren’t small, the expanse of his chest was far too wide to fit in one hand.

Even spreading my fingers as wide as I could wasn’t enough.

My fingers, stretched as far apart as they could go, only pressed against the soft flesh that bulged out between them.

“Ha, ugh…”

Ah.

A moan.

The heated sound, carried on his labored breath, muddled my thoughts.

This was his first time having s*x, so I must be the first person to touch his chest.

His response made it obvious—he was definitely feeling it.

Surprisingly, Zerbin seemed especially sensitive.

I’d always thought a perfectly muscular body was sexy, but was it okay for a hero to be this responsive? This was borderline indecent.

The soft, rounded chest that spilled over my hand felt incredibly sensual.

The first touch was smooth, and when I pressed it, it yielded and molded under my fingers, only to bounce back to its original shape the moment I let go.

It was almost hypnotic.

“Haa…”

And every time his chest compressed under my hand, Zerbin let out a languid sigh.

Maybe he thought moaning at this level wasn’t disgraceful compared to earlier, as he didn’t seem to be holding back anymore.

Still, the sensation of feeling pleasure in the chest was different from that in the more obvious parts of the body.

Everyone feels pleasure when their genitals are touched, but not everyone reacts to having their chest touched…

I swallowed hard.

Cute.

I wanted to see how much more he’d react.

Was this okay?

Was this rude to the hero?

“…”

Zerbin lifted his head to look at me.

His gaze, slightly unfocused with arousal, met mine.

It seemed he was wondering why I’d stopped moving my hands while lost in thought.

His eyes urged me on, as if saying, Hurry up.

It must be fine, right?
He wants me to continue anyway!

I gave in to my desires.

My fingers, which had been enjoying the sensation of his chest, moved with a clearer intent now.

I ran my calloused fingers over the darker-colored areola.

The nipple beneath my touch had already hardened.

Zerbin’s body was far more honest than he was.

“Ah…!”

Zerbin’s body twisted.

I pressed the nipple with my index finger.

The small bump flattened and then sprang back up.

I rubbed the slightly reddened nipple with my fingertips, and his moans, higher-pitched than before, were pleasant to hear.

I could tell he was hard again.

The fact that the dignified hero was proving so easy to melt in my hands only spurred me on.

Once I had given in to my lust, there was no use trying to hold back anymore.

I lowered my head.

Greedily, I took his now-plump nipple into my mouth.

The flushed skin of the hero felt intensely warm against my lips.

“Ahh…!”

Zerbin trembled violently.

Judging by the moan he let out, it was easy to guess that his cheeks had turned red again.

I didn’t need to see his face buried in his chest to know.

As I suckled on his nipple, which had likely never been touched this way before, Zerbin couldn’t endure it and panted heavily.

This man, who could destroy me in an instant, was rendered helpless just from having a tiny part of his body sucked on.

Every time my tongue licked over his nipple, his thick thighs twitched and shuddered.

Cute.

So damn cute.

His hands gripped the sheets roughly, crumpling the worn fabric in his fists.

The veins bulging on the back of his hands were sexy.

His muscular forearms stood out, and I wanted to touch them.

I wanted to feel them.

It would be even better if he used those arms to hold me.

No.

How could someone like me make such a demand?

If Zerbin wanted to hold me, he would.

If not, I should just let him do as he pleased.

After all, this wasn’t about me having s*x; it was about me serving him.

Even as my head fogged over with sticky desire, I was glad I managed to hold onto that thought.

“Huh… why… ah!”

Why, what?

I thought about stopping, but the wicked greed won out once again.

Before Zerbin could tell me to stop, I took the soft chest more fully into my mouth.

I nipped at the now-swollen nipple, while my fingers tugged at the other one I couldn’t reach with my lips.

“Ahh, ngh, mmh…!”

I wasn’t sure what he was trying to say.

But because of me, words spilled out as nothing but moans.

Against me, I could feel the stiffness of his erection and the dampness spreading from it.

Excited by having his chest touched.

Goddamn it.

This was so indecent that I couldn’t think straight.

If it weren’t Zerbin, I would never believe this was his first time.

His roughened breathing caused his chest to rise and fall rapidly.

Pressing my cheek close to him, I could hear the pounding of his heart.

It was as loud and frantic as mine.

For a moment, I stayed still, just listening to the sound of his hot, thumping heart.

“Haah, mm…”

The sound that came out was incredibly cute.

Zerbin, overwhelmed, rubbed his wet erection against my thigh, letting out a moan.

It wasn’t a restrained sound anymore, but one that spilled out as if he’d lost himself.

Why was he so damn cute?

“Why…”

“Mm.”

Unable to resist, I pressed kisses onto his heated skin.

My lips wandered over the hero’s body.

As I repeatedly kissed his neck, Zerbin let out a sigh-like moan, his eyes lazily fluttering closed and open again.

“Why… hngh, aren’t you putting it in…?”

“…”

My heart nearly stopped.

“That… is…”

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