I Need the True Ending to Graduate - Chapter 81

“No, ah… hng…!”

Before I could even shake my head, Evan Bell lightly bit my smooth nipple, soaked thoroughly with saliva.

Something I couldn’t tell whether it was pain or pleasure raced up my spine. My head went blank, and a tingling rapture seeped from my head down to my toes.

I could feel how drenched it was below, like it had been dipped in water and pulled back out. And then a familiar touch landed there.

“Evan…?”

When I lowered my gaze from where it had been drifting aimlessly, I saw Evan Bell very naturally pulling off my underwear.

I hurriedly tried to squeeze my legs together, but Evan Bell’s hand was a step faster. In no time at all, both my underwear and the skirt I was wearing were removed, leaving my lower half bare.

With his palm, he swept up over my vulva, soaked with love juice. My clitoris, already swollen, brushed against his palm, stirring light excitement. The opening fluttered and spat out more fluid.

“Hahng…!”

“You’re soaked here. Ah, now you’re twitching like you’re begging me to put something in. Cute, Lucia.”

“Don’t say things like that, hng… it’s embarrassing.”

When I stammered with a face flushed red enough to burst, whether from arousal or shame, Evan Bell laughed. It was a bright, refreshing smile.

“All right, Lucia. You said you’re embarrassed, so I won’t say it. So relax and stay comfortable.”

“…Okay.”

It felt strange and unfamiliar to see Evan Bell not only accept my request without protest but also soothe and coax me like this. Even so, the reason I quietly nodded was simple.

I liked this side of Evan Bell too.

Of course, the somewhat humiliating play we’d done while raising his affection to 40% had been good and satisfying. But somehow, this version of Evan Bell suited him better.

Playful yet affectionate, gentle and considerate, far removed from sharpness.

I liked the warmth in the gaze Evan Bell directed at me. Even more so because it made me clearly feel that I was being loved.

Just as he said, when I gradually relaxed my body, Evan Bell softly stroked down the inside of my thigh and said, “Good, just relax like that and feel comfortable….”

Then he lowered his head again and took my other nipple into his mouth. His thick tongue wrapped around the dry tip, sucking with wet sounds.

“Mmh… hh, mm….”

As pleasure tugged at sensitive places and I moaned, the hand stroking my thigh began to wander around the entrance, soaked thoroughly, and without any warning, a single finger pushed inside.

“Hng…!”

At the movement of the finger spreading my tight inner walls as it entered, my waist twisted reflexively. Below, against my will, I clenched around his finger and leaked more fluid.

Seeing that, Evan Bell let out a low laugh as if troubled and briefly kissed my stomach.

“Lucia. Try to relax just a bit. If you squeeze like this, my finger can’t go in.”

“I can’t relax….”

“You’re feeling it more than usual. Just a moment, wait.”

The hand pressing against my body withdrew. The lips that had been kissing my stomach with wet, shameful sounds naturally disappeared as well.

“…?”

Wondering what he was about to do, I lowered my head to look down, and Evan Bell’s head charged straight between my legs like a bull seeing red.

“…!”

‘No way!’

Startled by the familiar sight, I lifted my upper body to stop him, but once again, Evan Bell was faster.

He buried his face beneath me, then licked my clitoris with his tongue and pressed firmly inward.

“Hng! Ah, no… don’t. Don’t do it. Hng, Evan, ahk!”

I pushed hard at Evan Bell’s head with both hands, but he didn’t budge. Rather, as if to show me that giving up was faster, he boldly sucked at the hole dripping with love juice.

The room filled entirely with the obscene sounds of saliva and love juices mixing together. Even to my own ears, the noises were thoroughly indecent.

“Haah, hng, ah, uuh… Evan… hng.”

“You seem to like it, Lucia. I’ll loosen you up together with my fingers.”

“Ah, no. Mmh, if you do more… haah, hng…!”

I shook my head to show my refusal, but Evan Bell simply ignored it. He slipped his tongue into the opening where one finger was already inserted.

His tongue, soft yet firm, spread the opening and pushed inside, sweeping along my inner walls. At the same time, the finger embedded inside squirmed and dug into my tender flesh, stirring the exact spots that made me feel it.

“Hng, uuh… Evan, hhk, Evan….”

At the intense pleasure that made my tailbone buzz sharply, I didn’t know what to do and could only call Evan Bell’s name. My vision repeatedly washed out to white, then returned, overwhelmed by excessive stimulation.

Evan Bell opened his mouth and lightly scraped my clitoris with his front teeth as he spoke.

“Ahhk…!”

“I’m sorry, Lucia. If I don’t loosen you properly, it doesn’t feel like it’ll go in, so I can’t help it. Just endure it a little.”

“Just… how long is a little… hng…!”

I tried to ask how long a little was supposed to be, but the pleasure crashing over me scattered my words completely.

All I could do was flail under the stimulation Evan Bell gave me, moaning, soaking my perineum with love juice, and twitching around the opening.

The climax came quickly.

When Evan Bell suddenly thrust the two fingers he’d inserted violently, the opening fluttered and sprayed out clear liquid.

Even amid my dazed state, I heard clearly the sound of liquid splattering down onto the bed sheets.

Only then did Evan Bell pull his lips away from between my legs and withdraw his fingers.

“Hoo, uuh….”

With a faint moan, my body trembled violently as I collapsed weakly onto the bed.

The bed sheets I’d been clutching mindlessly throughout the entire caress were already crumpled beyond recognition.

Still soaked in the lingering afterglow of my climax, I barely opened my fluttering eyes and struggled to steady my breathing, when the bed suddenly bounced once and a light object dropped with a soft thud.

Slowly propping myself up and turning my head toward the sound, I saw Evan Bell taking off his clothes.

“…Evan?”

“Hm?”

When I called him, Evan Bell paused midway through undoing his vest buttons and looked at me, as if asking why.

Caught between confusion and something close to delight, I opened my mouth, my emotions complicated and subtle. The lingering heat of my climax had already long since faded.

“What are you doing right now?”

“What do you think? I’m taking my clothes off.”

“Why are you taking your clothes off?”

“Well… my shirt got a bit wet, and it’s uncomfortable to move in. It’s tailored tightly, so I can’t really do it properly with it on.”

That was true.

Sex was an inherently intense activity, ill-suited to a tightly fitted suit. And originally, it was something done without clothes.

Still, watching Evan Bell suddenly unbutton his vest when he’d never once taken his clothes off while doing it with me made my feelings turn strange.

‘I don’t know why I keep feeling like we’re supposed to do it with clothes on.’

Wait, come to think of it, during all the time I’ve been possessed here and having sex, it feels like none of the capture targets ever took their clothes off even once….

Just as that thought reached me, Evan Bell asked mischievously, “Lucia. Do you want to see?”

“…See what?”

“Me taking my clothes off.”

It was a suggestion that snapped my mind wide awake. It was also a suggestion I’d never once thought I’d receive in my life.

‘Watching Evan Bell undress…?’

I fell into serious hesitation over whether I should happily accept this or not, when Evan Bell, catching a glimpse of my expression, let out a small laugh.

“You don’t have to think about it that hard. My body isn’t that great, but it’s not that bad either. It should at least be something nice for your eyes.”

“No, um… it’s fine….”

Before I could stop him, Evan Bell deliberately took off his vest, undid the buttons of the pure white shirt he was wearing, and unclasped his cufflinks.

Between the opened front panels, a well-built body was revealed plainly. He’d said himself that his body wasn’t that great, but that was clearly just modesty.

‘I’ve never seen a body like that in my life.’

Unsure whether I should look or not, I lifted my gaze, then averted it, then stole glances at his chest before hurriedly turning my head away again.

Watching this, Evan Bell said with a smile on his face, “If you want to look, you can just look. I took my clothes off for you to see anyway.”

“…You said earlier you were taking them off because it’s uncomfortable to do it with clothes on.”

“That too, and this too.”

With a gentle yet sly face, Evan Bell took my hand and placed it against his abs.

“…!”

Startled by the writhing movement of muscles under my palm, I flinched and tried to pull my hand back. But Evan Bell treated my hand like it was his own and began moving it here and there.

“Why are you so surprised, Lucia? Just looking isn’t enough. Touch as much as you want.”

“No, I… I’ve never done something like that….”

It wasn’t a stethoscope, yet my hand was being forced to roam all over Evan Bell’s upper body. Each time our skin touched, the sensation traveling through my palm was so vivid that I didn’t know where to put myself.

I wasn’t looking in a mirror, but I was certain my face had turned red enough to burst at any moment. At the very least, I was probably about as red as a tomato.

“Evan, please, my hand….”

“Don’t be so reserved, hm?”

“Ah….”

Evan Bell was watching my ever-changing expression with an amused face. He was clearly teasing me, enjoying my flustered reactions.

Realizing that made a strange sense of indignation surge up.

I couldn’t just keep getting pushed around like this. I decided I’d make Evan Bell just as flustered as I was and dye that unruffled face of his bright red.

Just as I was steeling myself to do that, my fingertips brushed against something.

‘What is this?’

It felt different from ordinary skin, and without realizing it, I forgot my embarrassment and began focusing on that spot, feeling around more carefully.

“Lucia?”

The one who’d been flustered just moments ago suddenly became proactive, leaving Evan Bell looking flustered this time.

But I had no time to pay attention to his reaction.

I focused all my senses on identifying what was located near Evan Bell’s waist.

It had the shape of something long and split, and if it was something split that remained on the body and was connected to the skin, there was only one possibility.

A scar left from a cut. Or something similar.

“You….”

Realizing what it was, I stared at Evan Bell in shock.

Only then did his blue eyes sink sadly, as if he’d realized why I’d been feeling around his waist so intently.