Chapter 5 - Sojin
Sojin has a cat-like face, with shoulder-length, slightly dark brown hair. Her sharp, aloof eyes and cherry-like lips, usually pursed tightly, were now wide and rounded, matching her surprised expression.
We stood there, frozen for a while.
*Click*
Suddenly, I stepped into Sojin’s room and closed the door behind me. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t ignore *that* sight.
Startled, Sojin snapped out of it and stammered to Silian, “W-Wait a sec… I’m still organizing my clothes…”
Flustered, she hurriedly tidied up, sorting out clothes to give me and folding the ones she’d been wearing. As she bent over, her hair fell to the side, and she quickly tucked it behind her ear. I couldn’t help but stare at her face.
My gaze slowly drifted downward, finally settling on the edge of her E-cup chest.
I had an overwhelming urge to rush over, wrap my arms tightly around her waist from behind, and grab her full breasts with both hands. But the thin thread of rationality barely held me back.
Still, while my mind resisted, my body had other ideas. My erection pushed against the towel, making its presence undeniable.
Sojin, usually so calm and composed, was visibly flustered. What should’ve taken seconds to tidy up dragged on for dozens of seconds, threatening to spill into minutes.
Finally, she finished and handed me a few pieces of clothing: comfortable sweatpants, a white short-sleeve shirt, and a hoodie. Instead of just handing them over, though…
*Press-press*
Sojin insisted on pressing the clothes against my chest, her fingers brushing against me.
“Here, t-take these… quickly,” she mumbled.
*Press—press—*
Her grip on the clothes naturally caused her fingers to push against my chest. When I didn’t respond, just staring at her hands on me, Sojin’s face turned bright red, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
As she did, her eyes landed on something else.
The white towel, now darkened at one spot, betrayed my arousal. My fully erect, 19cm length stood tall and unashamed, hotter and harder than any other man’s could claim to be.
There was only one reason for this reaction: Sojin’s cold, elegant demeanor contrasted with her adorable, flustered behavior and those tempting, full breasts. They were pulling at the last thread of my restraint, stretching it thin.
If that thread snapped…
My mind clung desperately to reason, but my lower half was in full rebellion, twitching and straining to grow even more.
*Gulp—*
Sojin’s eyes widened as she stared at the bulge under the towel, flinching each time it twitched. From the moment her gaze locked onto it, she stopped pressing the clothes against my chest.
I reached out and took her hand.
She flinched again, but I didn’t care. I gently took the clothes from her and set them aside.
As she stared at me, dazed, I asked, “Are you… interested in my chest?”
I asked quietly, casually.
Sojin, still in a daze, slowly nodded.
Realizing what she’d done, she gasped and started to apologize, but I cut her off.
“You can touch it.”
I guided her hand to my chest.
Sojin hesitated for a moment, staring, but the hesitation didn’t last long.
*Rub—rub*
Her ten fingers eagerly explored my chest, teasing and kneading. My firm yet soft chest, pale and smooth, felt strange under her touch a woman touching my chest gave me an oddly thrilling sensation.
*Jiggle—jiggle*
As I watched her hands on me, my eyes drifted to her full breasts. From the moment we met, I’d wanted to touch them. Hoping she might allow it, I asked,
“Um… can I touch yours too?”
“Huh? Oh, sure,” she replied.
She glanced at my face briefly before focusing back on my chest, as if it wasn’t a big deal.
Did women in this world not care much about their breasts? With that thought, I eagerly moved my trembling hands to her chest.
*Press*
“Nh…!”
Even through her bra, my fingers sank into her softness.
*‘Holy… what is this?!’*
As a half-elf, I’d spent 23 years gripping nothing but cold pickaxe handles. My hands, now trembling with excitement, gripped her breasts harder.
*Rub—rub*
*Rub—rub*
So soft. My fingers sank in with every squeeze, brushing against her slightly hardened nipples.
I kneaded her pale breasts until they flushed red under my hands.
“Nh… this feels… weird… ♡,” Sojin murmured.
The room filled with the sound of my hands on her.
I didn’t want to stop there. Pausing, I asked, “Is it okay if I take off your bra?”
“Y-Yeah… sure,” she replied, nodding quickly, as if it didn’t matter.
Overcome with excitement, I pressed my body against hers to undo her bra, our bodies overlapping. My face rested on her shoulder, my heavy breathing tickling her neck.
*Thump—thump*
I couldn’t tell whose heartbeat it was, but it pounded loudly in my ears.
As I fumbled with her bra, my trembling hands made it tricky. When we briefly separated to set it down, Sojin suddenly pressed herself closer, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist.
“Gah!”
For Silian, a lifelong singleton, this was overwhelming. Her E-cup breasts pressed against me, their perfect shape squishing against my chest. I could feel her hardened nipples distinctly.
“Nh… ha… ♡,” she gasped.
She wasn’t the only one excited. Her hands roamed my back, tracing from my waist up my broad shoulders. Her touch sent shivers through me.
“Haa… Silian… ♡,” she breathed, pressing her breasts harder against me, her legs twisting together as her arousal became evident.
I lifted my head from her shoulder to look at her face. Anyone who knew Sojin would be shocked her usually composed face was completely undone, her eyes burning with a desire that might even surpass mine.
I stared into her pupils, noticing something familiar.
*‘Hearts…?’*
Yes, her pupils had a faint heart-shaped silhouette. Was it just my imagination? I dismissed it and shifted my gaze to her lips, slightly parted, as if begging to be kissed.
As I looked, she closed her eyes and leaned closer.
She was too adorable to resist.
*Kiss*
I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to hers.
“Nh… ♡”
The kiss lasted maybe three seconds, but it felt like ten. Unsatisfied, I leaned in again.
*Kiss kiss*
“Nh… hng… ♡”
We kissed feverishly, sometimes me teasing her upper lip, sometimes her licking mine. What felt like minutes was only seconds.
Pulling back, I looked at her.
“Wha…?” she whined, her hazy eyes protesting the pause.
I wanted more than just kisses. Regaining some control, I asked, “Sojin, when’s Sohye coming back?”
Her dazed eyes cleared slightly as she answered, “Probably not for another 30 minutes…”
“Where’d she go?”
“I’m good at cooking, so… I cook, and she does the grocery shopping.”
Her face seemed to beg for praise, so I gave her a small smile. Entranced, she leaned in for more kisses.
*Kiss kiss kiss… ♡*
Short, quick kisses. Her eyes glazed over again, consumed by the act.
She was so adorable, but she looked ready to kiss until the end of time. Matching her briefly, I slid my hands to her waist and knees, lifting her.
*Jiggle*
“Eek?!” she squealed, instinctively wrapping her arms around my neck.
Our bodies pressed closer, her breasts rubbing against mine a delightful sensation. They jiggled with each step I took.
“W-What?! Put me down!” she protested, playfully hitting my chest.
*‘Oh, right. This is a gender role reverse world, so maybe this is a “prince carry” here?’*
Carrying a woman like this must be rare and embarrassing in this world.
Her large breasts bounced with every movement of her hands. Noticing her sharp expression, I looked at her and asked with a grin, “You really want me to put you down?”
“Ugh…” She turned her head, avoiding my eyes.
Her shy reaction was too cute, and I couldn’t resist teasing her more. “Hmm? Really?”
“D-Don’t…” she mumbled, turning her head further.
I pressed closer, enjoying the feel of her breasts as I matched her movements. For her, this “princess carry” was a first, and feeling my firm chest against her body was far from unpleasant.
“Ha, sorry. You’re just too cute, I couldn’t help teasing you,” I chuckled.
“C-Cute?” she stammered, blushing and blinking up at me.
(‘Has no one ever called her cute before?’)
How could they not? She was in my arms, adorable as ever. Then it hit me outside, she was known as the “Ice Princess,” with a cold demeanor that kept people at a distance. Only a select few saw her warmth.
“Just… one more time,” she whispered.
“What was that?”
Her face was bright red. My elf ears caught her soft words, but I played dumb.
“One more… time…” she repeated.
“Sorry, didn’t catch that. One more time?” I leaned closer, our faces almost touching.
She let go of my neck with one hand, pressing my face back. “I said, call me cute one more time!”
I laughed. Her red face looked ready to burst if I teased her more.
“You’re cute. So cute. Even in the elf society I came from, I’ve never seen anyone as cute as you. Really, so cute.”
I meant every word. Her aloof face, her icy aura yet here she was, disheveled and pressing her breasts against me, tempting me. As I spoke sincerely, her lips trembled, barely suppressing a smile, and she turned away to hide it.
('I can still see you.’)
Carefully, I carried her to her bed and laid her down. Her eyes widened, as if she hadn’t expected things to go this far.
('Silian’s pretty bold for a guy…’)
In this world, women typically took the lead, especially in intimate moments.
*Jiggle*
Her breasts spread slightly under gravity’s pull. The sight was impossibly arousing. I gathered them with my hands and buried my face in her cleavage.
“Haa…”
Her scent filled my senses, intoxicatingly feminine.
“Nh… ♡ Embarrassing… Do you like big breasts like these?” she asked, shyly gathering them to enhance their firmness.
My face was practically smothered. (I could die happy like this.)
('So hot.’)
She was enduring her shyness to please me. Looking up, I saw her legs twisted together, her arousal evident. Her hands rested near her lower abdomen, her large breasts and erect nipples asserting their presence. Her face, turned aside, avoided my gaze, but her shy glances revealed heart-shaped pupils.
Her body was driving me wild.
Noticing my stare, she asked nervously, “A-Are you stopping here?”
Her teasing words were adorable.
“No way,” I replied, diving back in for a kiss.
*Kiss… kiss… ♡*
Starting with light pecks, I gently traced her lips, slipping my tongue into her slightly parted mouth.
*Tap tap*
Testing the waters, I brushed her teeth with my tongue. Slowly, her closed lips parted, and her tongue met mine, already slick with saliva, glistening red.
Our tongues danced, exchanging saliva in a messy, intoxicating mix.
*Slurp… smack…*
“Nh… slurp… hng… ♡”
We kissed deeply, breathlessly, exploring each other’s mouths. I grazed her palate, gently teasing her tongue.
My idle hands moved to her breasts, focusing on her nipples.
“Nh?!” she gasped, saliva dribbling as she moaned.
I pinched and rolled her nipples, watching her reactions. Her legs twisted tighter, her arousal soaking through.
To stem the flood, I slid my hand lower, carefully tracing her body.
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