Altruistic Warrior - Chapter 3

A low, indifferent voice—one that didn’t match the heat of the moment at all. If his hand hadn’t just brushed aside my underwear and ventured deep between my legs, I might have been able to ignore it just as he did.

For the first time in my life, a man’s hand touched me there. My chest swelled as I sucked in a sharp breath. Kelian stared down at me, watching my face as if studying every reaction.

“Haa, ah… W-wait, hngh…”

My thighs instinctively pressed together, trapping his hand between them, but he paid no mind and continued to stroke my most sensitive place with his fingers.

“You’re wet.”

His tone was neutral, as if he were simply stating a fact, yet my face burned with embarrassment. Well, of course I was—because I was aroused. Even though this was my first time experiencing anything like this, and before meeting him, I had never truly felt desire, I still understood that when a woman was excited, she became wet. I just wasn’t sure if it was normal to be this drenched.

When he parted my folds and rubbed not only my swollen nub but also the entrance hidden deeper inside, my arousal grew so intense that even my hips felt damp.

“Ahh! Nngh…!”

A messy moan echoed through the room. The fleeting worry that someone in our group might overhear while passing through the hallway crossed my mind, but each time his hand rubbed me from side to side, my toes curled mercilessly, and an unbearable sensation took over.

“Haa…”

Kelian, who had remained expressionless all this time, let out a quiet breath. I was already at my limit—my back arched off the bed, my legs trembling uncontrollably.

And then, his hand stopped.

The pleasure that had been driving me to the brink vanished in an instant, as if it had been forcibly cut off. My waist slowly sank back onto the bed, and I gazed up at him, exhausted, as if drained of all strength. My lower body still throbbed, aching, yet his hand remained still, unwavering in its restraint. The sudden denial made me desperate.

“Kelian, more… Please, more.”

My chest was fully exposed, my skirt was hiked up—it was a mess, neither fully dressed nor undressed. But I had no mind to care about that now. As I clung to him, Kelian asked,

“May I lick you?”

“Yes, yes. Do everything…”

“…….”

Drunk on newfound pleasure, I was already halfway out of my senses. Kelian looked down at me as if he had no choice, or perhaps as if he found the situation deeply perplexing. No—maybe it wasn’t me he was conflicted about, but himself.

Because moments later, as if his patience had finally snapped, he lunged at me.

“Haa, ah…!”

He took my nipple into his mouth. The sensation of it being sucked so deeply made me bite down on my lower lip—only for a finger to press inside, parting my entrance. My slick walls eagerly accepted the intrusion without resistance.

“K-Kel… ngh, ahh…!”

His tongue, pointed and firm, teased my stiffened nipple, rolling it against his mouth. Meanwhile, below, his finger withdrew slowly, only to push back in again, repeating the motion in an agonizing rhythm. If this kept up, I felt like my entire body might just melt away.

“Ah… haa…”

It felt like there were more fingers moving inside me now. Their pace quickened, and soon, the room was filled with obscene, wet sounds—schlp, schlp—so loud and relentless that it was hard to believe they were coming from me. It was as if water had been poured into a basin and was being stirred vigorously.

“Nngh, haah…!”

As his fingers thrust into me below, his teeth gently nipped at my areola above, and tears welled in my eyes. Kelian paused when he saw my face, then slowly withdrew his fingers with a soft, wet sound. The lewd noise of something slick being pulled free reached my ears, making me squirm.

I knew it was natural to be this wet when aroused, but hearing it so clearly was still embarrassing. More than that, I wasn’t sure if it was normal to be this drenched.

“Are you all right?”

Kelian swept his tongue over my tears, watching me closely. Even through my blurred vision, his face was undeniably handsome.

“Yes, I’m fine.”

Honestly, I wasn’t sure if I was fine. Everywhere he touched felt like it was igniting with heat. But I didn’t want him to stop, so I nodded. At that, he gently tucked my disheveled hair away from my forehead, his touch unexpectedly kind. Even in bed, his manners were impeccable…

For a moment, I forgot about the ache between my legs, lost in the tenderness of his gesture. I didn’t even realize my thighs had spread wider.

“Ah!”

I had assumed he was lowering his head to suck on my breasts again, but the sensation that followed was far, far lower than I expected. My mouth fell open in shock. Between my parted legs, I saw Kelian’s head—no, more than that, I felt him.

He was licking there.

“K-Kelian, w-wait, ahh…!”

I couldn’t even finish my sentence before my head tipped back helplessly. His wet tongue slid over my drenched folds, and the sound was even more obscene than when he had used his fingers. My entire lower body burned with heat.

When his lips sealed around my swollen nub and sucked, I gasped sharply. I couldn’t believe it—Kelian was sucking me down there.

Just as I was barely holding onto my sanity, his hot, supple tongue slipped inside my entrance, which had already been stretched open once before.

“P-Please…”

I wasn’t even sure what I was begging for. I just kept pleading, please, please, over and over again, my voice trembling with desperation. My head tossed from side to side as I felt his tongue delve deeper, exploring me in ways I’d never imagined.

Each time he dragged his tongue along my inner walls, a shudder ran through my hips.

“Your tongue… it feels like it’s burning me.”

Kelian finally withdrew his tongue after what felt like an eternity, murmuring something under his breath. His gaze lingered on my entrance, which fluttered helplessly in the aftermath.

I had thought there was nothing more to spill, but slick arousal dripped out in a shameless stream, soaking my thighs and the sheets beneath me. He must have seen everything up close, yet my mind was still hazy from pleasure, dulling my embarrassment just enough to keep me from hiding.

As I lay there, panting, Kelian pulled off his shirt.

His exposed torso was nothing short of a masterpiece—just like his face, it looked as if the gods had sculpted it with meticulous care. Broad shoulders framed his body at perfect angles, and his muscles, neither excessive nor lacking, carved out a flawless silhouette. Every inch of him was built with effortless precision, leaving no place for imperfection.

As I stared, mesmerized, Kelian removed his bottoms with a single, fluid motion, showing not a hint of hesitation.

My shoulders flinched involuntarily at the sight of him.

It wasn’t intentional, but I had touched that once before—just once, over his clothes. Even then, it had been so large that I had mistaken it for his forearm.

Kelian retrieved a small vial from his inventory and downed its contents in one go. I briefly wondered what he had just taken, but that curiosity was quickly drowned out by the sheer presence of his aroused length.

If my assumptions were correct, that was going to be inside me soon.

Surely, not all men were that big.

No matter how I looked at it… he was just too big.

“Is there a problem?”

Had I been staring too obviously? Or had my hesitation shown on my face? Kelian’s voice carried a note of curiosity as he asked.

“……I…”

A sudden wave of fear gripped me.

If he tried to put that inside me, something might go terribly wrong. The thought unfurled in my mind like smoke, impossible to ignore.

“I… I don’t think this will work. That… it’s too much.”

“…….”

Kelian blinked slowly.

Considering I had been the one begging him to continue just moments ago, my sudden retreat must have seemed absurd.

I was still struggling to steady my breath when I murmured, I’m sorry.

He remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.

“You don’t need to apologize.”

And then—

“I won’t do anything unless you allow it.”

His voice was steady, completely unbothered. He truly didn’t seem upset.

But his arousal was still there, standing tall and unrelenting, which led to a brief, awkward silence.

Soon, Kelian spoke again, asking for my permission—could he take care of it himself?

Of course, I nodded.

He swept a hand through his slightly tousled golden hair, then wrapped his other hand around his length.

Despite his sharp, well-defined features, Kelian had a face that suited the word beautiful. Though he looked anything but fragile, pretty boy still fit him in a way.

But his lower half was an entirely different matter.

No one would ever look at that and call it delicate or refined.

Thick veins ran along its darkened length, making it look less like a part of his body and more like a weapon—something brutal, something dangerous.

But…

“…Ha.”

His jewel-like eyes locked onto mine.

The hand stroking himself, once slow and measured, gradually quickened. The moment our gazes met, I found myself unable to look away.

The rise and fall of his toned chest with each breath, the unguarded hunger in his darkened eyes, the occasional low groans slipping past his lips, the increasingly wet, rhythmic sound of flesh against flesh…

He wasn’t even touching me, yet my body began to heat up all over again.

It had felt so good when he used his fingers… And when he licked me… that had been incredible too…

Maybe—just maybe—if he put it in, it might feel good too.

The thought startled me.

It was ridiculous how quickly I was changing my mind. Kelian was simply pleasuring himself, watching me, not even laying a hand on me—yet my whole body burned like I needed a bucket of cold water poured over me.

“…Kelian.”

As if possessed, I called his name.

He immediately stopped and looked at me.

“Yes, Aine.”

“I…”

My lips parted and closed several times, the words refusing to come out.

Kelian, with remarkable patience, simply waited.

“Should we just… do it? You and me… I mean, what we almost did earlier…”

What was I even saying?

The moment the words left my mouth, a wave of regret crashed down on me. I had said I wanted it, then backed out, and now I was saying I wanted it again—how ridiculous was I being? If I was scared, I should just stay scared. If I was going to give in to desire, I should just surrender completely.

I half-expected him to sigh, at the very least.

No matter how well-mannered he was, no one would blame him for being irritated by my indecision.

Maybe he’d even get up and leave altogether.

That was what I braced myself for.

But Kelian did something completely unexpected.

Without a single word of reproach, he pushed me down, covering me with his body, and captured my lips in a deep kiss.

And at the same time—

His arousal, still slick with my wetness, pressed against my entrance and pushed inside.

My mouth fell open at the vivid sensation, but he only deepened the kiss, swallowing my breath.

“Ah… hhic…”

The first thing I felt was a dull, heavy pain.

My walls stretched, barely managing to accommodate him, and every inch of it registered in sharp clarity.

This… might have been a mistake.

The unsettling image of his imposing length kept flashing in my mind, filling me with second thoughts—until Kelian pressed a series of feather-light kisses against my face.

Chup. Chup.

Soft, tender pecks landed on my eyelids, my cheeks, my lips. The gentle affection scattered my thoughts, dulling my focus on the discomfort.

And perhaps because my body relaxed just slightly, he sank in even deeper.

“Kelian… Kelian…”

“Speak, Aine.”

I clung to him like a lifeline, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Even now, he kept pushing in, my thighs trembling with fine shudders as they spread impossibly wide.

“W-when… does it stop going in…? Haa…”

It already felt like he was fully inside me, yet more of him kept sinking in, stretching me beyond reason.

How much more is there?!

Just as panic began to cloud my mind, Kelian leaned in and whispered against my ear.

“There’s still more.”

His voice was thick with arousal—deep, intoxicating.

But I wasn’t in a state to be flustered by that.

There was still more left?

The sheer disbelief made me instinctively try to look down—

Thunk!

Before I could, the rest of his length slammed in all at once, forcing my head to snap back.

“Ah! Ngh! Ahak…!”

Had his slow entry been a mere warning for what was to come?

Because now—

He pulled out completely, only to slam back in with a single, merciless thrust. And then again. And again.

“K-Kel… please, ahh…!”

My cries spilled out like frantic pleas as my body was rocked violently beneath him.

The truth I didn’t want to admit was that—

Each time his thick tip rammed deep inside, my mind went blank, and a desperate itch I hadn’t even realized was there felt like it was finally being scratched.

And with every thrust, my walls clenched tighter, as if craving more.

“Ah! Haa—w-wait, just—ahhn!”

Overwhelmed by the intense sensations, I instinctively tried to pull my hips back.

But Kelian caught my waist in an instant—gripping me firmly, he yanked me straight back down onto him.

A loud, obscene squelch echoed from where we were joined.

I wanted to take back every thought I had about him being a gentle and considerate hero, at least in bed.

Or maybe… only half of him still was.

Because even as he drove me to the edge of madness, making me tremble with unbearable pleasure, his fingers brushed over my cheek with a touch so soft, so tender, as if to soothe me.

But—

“Ahh…!”

Gripping the bedsheets tightly, I made a second attempt to escape.

It failed instantly.

Kelian drove into me with force, my body twisting mid-motion as he seized my waist and pressed me down until I was completely on my stomach.

Now, my upper body lay limp against the mattress, while my hips were raised high, utterly exposed.

The position was unbearably shameful.

Gentleness, kindness, manners—everything I had once thought defined Kelian—none of it came to mind now.

I suddenly remembered how Malri once complained that her husband was too timid in bed, saying she wanted to experience a man who was like a beast.

If she were here, I would have asked her, in all seriousness—Malri, is this the beast you were talking about?