Her fingers dug into the mound of her left breast.
Getting to play with him today had been fun.
She had always wanted to do that.
(Hee hee. Is this what it would be like if I had a little brother?)
Her cheeks loosened at that thought.
What she had said to him was true. After viewing his data for so long, he felt like a childhood friend, even if the feeling was not mutual.
So she had been hideously bored while unable to even speak with him.
She had been born with a meddlesome streak. Seeing that honest, cute, and somewhat unreliable boy made her want to act as his upperclassman and help him with his studies. She wanted to praise him when he did something right. She wanted to scold him when he did something wrong. She had felt this way for so very long.
“…”
And the feeling had only grown after the cousin she saw as a little sister had gone missing.
(…Riselle.)
That cute little sister had suddenly vanished and was now supporting an organization hostile to FeTUS. Just thinking her name put Ren in a bad mood.
And that strengthened her desire to protect Fujita Mutsuki.
(And why did the turning point have to come in the half year when I was away?)
She put on a lopsided frown as she thought.
She had been watching over him ever since they were in elementary school, but she had been forced to leave for less than half a year due to her family situation.
His demonic vision had awakened during those five months. Miss E, aka Machina, had been put in charge of monitoring him during that time, so FeTUS had placed her in charge of Fujita Mutsuki now.
(W-well, I’m not going to criticize Miss E’s hard work. …But, um…)
Thinking of Machina brought her mind to what had happened just ten days before in the infirmary.
Machina had let the boy do with her as she wished and had peed in that lewd pose. That beautiful girl rarely showed any emotion even among the others in
FeTUS, but her face had been dyed by an unbearable mixture of embarrassment and intoxication. Her body was sensual enough for another girl like Ren to feel her heart skip a beat and that body had been placed in such an indecent pose…
“…Th-that is just impure, Fujita Mutsuki.”
She could not just laugh this off. Since Machina had such faint emotions, Ren had to express anger on her underclassman’s behalf and provide proper guidance.
“…”
But when she recalled that, it was not anger that appeared on her face. It was a
complicated blush containing some indecent embarrassment.
“Sigh…”
She breathed a sticky sigh like she had saliva in her throat and she wrapped her arms around her own body.
She naturally turned her legs inward.
She had felt dissatisfied that the Serpent’s Eye had awoken while Machina was observing him. She did not know what she should rationally think about this. For
example…
It might have been her peeing there instead of Machina.
(I-I would never do something like that…I think.)
If she had not given up her position to Machina…it might have been her doing impure things with him.
She trembled as she imagined it.
Miss E and Miss C’s reports hinted that Fujita Mutsuki could be pretty rough when it came to sex. She had even seen his fingers and tongue making a veteran soldier like Schwarze cry out in pleasure.
“…~”
She trembled when she remembered that.
She could not stop trembling…
“Nn…”
She suddenly realized her hand had made its way below her skirt.
She wore her gym clothes below the tennis wear instead of an underskirt. She could easily feel the flesh below the fabric.
(If I had stayed in Japan…)
She impatiently rubbed her knees together as she moved her fingers toward her crotch.
Even through the two layers of her panties and bloomers, she could feel the heat within.
(He might have…done something like this…to me. …Ah.)
Her swollen secret slit had grown soft, as if it had melted in the heat.
That area was meant for urinating, but it had grown active even though she did not need to pee. The plump and swollen flesh inside was poking out of the slit.
She pressed down with her fingers.
“Ahn.”
It split apart like an overripe fruit.
She felt like tiny particles of electricity were racing through her body and a tremor ran down her spine. The sweet sensation was dizzying and she also felt a vague sensation of some important part of herself melting away.
As she pressed down with her fingers, a warm liquid leaked out and soaked her panties.
(Wh-what am I doing? This is…this is impure.)
She could not control her fingers. A wet sound came from below her skirt and she bit her lower lip.
Lavriel was the daughter of a noble family and she had been raised from birth to be a knight, so she had been distanced from sex her entire life. She had a personal fixation on purity, so she had never had sex or even masturbated.
But as the Serpent’s Eye’s observer, she had been prepared for exposure to its power to inspire lust.
She had been prepared for Fujita Mutsuki to violate her.
(But everything he does…is so obscene. And he was so rough with Miss C.)
She wrinkled her brow as she recalled how he had violated Machina and Schwarze.
It was a strange feeling. She did feel anger that he had treated her comrades like
that. She definitely felt that anger, but…
“Uuh…nn…”
The angrier she grew, the greater the longing in her skirt and the more intensely the hand on her crotch massaged the contents.
It was like her crotch was breathing with a life of its own.
Unable to bear that throbbing, the girl slipped her fingers inside her panties. The inside was filled with a sticky liquid.
(You’re impure…so very impure, Fujita Mutsuki.)
“Ah…ah….hh. Nnah, uuh…hh…”
The Mutsuki in her mind gradually took shape.
The Fujita Mutsuki she imagined was the usual cute underclassman, but he had the expression of the wicked incubus who had taken advantage of FeTUS Witches Miss C and Miss E.
“Senpai, you’re already soaked down here.”
“Aren’t you embarrassed with your pussy like this?”
“Hwahhh…”
He groped her body with his imaginary hand.
Tormented by her fantasy, Lavriel bent the fingers pressed against her labia. The fingers sank inside the melted flesh.
(S-stop it, Fujita Mutsuki. I wasn’t trying to do this kind of thing with you…)
The girl tried to speak to him as “Shirohara Ren-senpai”, but the Mutsuki she had created ignored it.
“You say that, but I can tell you want me to lick you here.”
“No…hh…nnah, ah, ahhh, not there!”
She pictured Machina in the infirmary having her melted secret flesh teased until she peed, but she put herself in Machina’s place. She imagined herself in Black Cat’s place during summer break, being fucked by his thick penis, being kissed until she could taste him in her mouth, and having her asshole teased.
(No…I can’t. This isn’t…what I… Ahh, i-it’s going inside.)
The girl’s own slender fingers extended deep into her secret flesh and approached the hole there.
She had no experience with the opposite sex and that small closed hole did not know how to open up.
But a hot and sticky syrup was already seeping out of the gap. It spread across her panties and dripped down her thighs.
“S-stop…ahhh. Hey, Fujita…Fuji…ta.”
That pink garden was spread open in a diamond shape and the flesh within poked out. It stuck longingly to her fingers and she could not believe how obscene her own body was.
But her fingers would not stop. They massaged the circumference of her virgin hole.
In her fantasy, Mutsuki was stealing her lips, groping her entire body, and pressing his manly penis against her skin. There was more than one of him. More of him licked at her neck, shoulders, navel, thighs, and butt. Countless cocks rubbed all over her body.
Several of him also massaged her bust.