CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 42: HOW TO TAME A YANDERE (2) [18+]

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The aphrodisiac did its work, and when Hina tore through the covers, his member was already erect and ready, poking against his boxers. She looked at the bulge wide-eyed.

Just like that, her earlier confidence vanished, replaced by her usual aloofness. For a moment, Zaen thought she had come to her senses and was about to calm the situation when she pulled down his underwear, immediately freeing his penis from confinement.

"Hina—!"

"No need to hide anything from me," she said, her cheeks flushed. "I-I’ll help you."

Help me? My ass!

Through perception, he could see her trembling hands. Her condition was much worse than his, yet she was set to get what she wanted.

Honestly, Zaen was already losing his mind. The spray had him forced to the limit of his reasoning. He wasn’t stopping Hina to preserve something like dignity, but because he knew if they began, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself anymore.

"I-I will start now," she said, as a blush crept to her face while she desperately refused to meet Zaen’s eyes.

It was evident that despite her claims of ’research’, she was out of her depth.

Still, she reached out with her hand and gripped the shaft. Her warm fingers wrapped around it tightly, but she didn’t move her hand at all. Instead, she merely gripped onto it, suddenly finding the plain white bedsheet the most interesting thing in the world.

However, the feeling of someone’s touch made Zaen desperately bite his tongue to stifle a moan. High perception had made his skin sensitive. Couple that with the aphrodisiac, and his cock was the most sensitive it had ever been.

"Y-You like it, d-don’t you, bad b-boy?" Hina stammered, her previous aggressive demeanor was gone entirely.

During her ’research’, she had read that males loved that kind of talk, and Zaen’s stifled moan only encouraged her to do more.

As cringe as her words and tone were, Zaen’s had already blanked out. The only things he could feel were the cold breeze from the window and the warm fingers around his shaft.

Having lost his rationale, Zaen unintentionally thrust his waist. Hina was surprised and then broke into a smile. Before he knew it, a strange wet-warmness surrounded his balls.

"...fuck!"

Zaen couldn’t hold his voice back anymore as Hina sucked on his balls, twirling her tongue all over them. At the same time, her hands began moving up and down, stroking every inch of his cock.

With each stroke, her grip got tighter and her hand faster. Even though he thought it was a mistake, Zaen couldn’t help but moan as Hina began playing with the tip.

Where did she learn all this!?

A simple research taught her all that? Was it even possible?

After having her fill of his balls, Hina got up, took a few breaths, and with a smile lowered her head down, taking on it. He tried not to, but the sensation of her tongue swirling around his glans made him moan loudly.

Hina was startled by the noise and pulled back in surprise. Her fingers remained wrapped tightly on the shaft as if she were afraid Zaen would run away. But after seeing his flushed expression and ragged breathing, she knew he wasn’t going anywhere.

With that, she began her attack again.

This time, she didn’t go too deep, stopping at half the length of his member. Yet the attack felt more intense than before.

Surprisingly, Hina didn’t let go to even breathe once, sucking hard on the glans like her life depended on it. Despite his earlier complaints, Zaen couldn’t deny that her mouth felt absolutely amazing. She sucked strongly like it were a lollipop, occasionally moving her head a little as she did so.

"Mm... hm..."

The sound of her humming along with the wet slurping made her look both adorable and depraved.

"Fuck... I didn’t think it’d feel this good..."

Basking in the glory of his praise, Hina began moving faster.

For a moment, Shyra’s face appeared before him.

Despite being in a relationship for five years, they hadn’t crossed any boundaries other than kisses. Not like he didn’t want to, but Shyra was a purist, and he respected that.

Still, she broke up with him the minute he became a cripple. Did he feel wronged by her? It would be a lie to say no. He hadn’t thought about it before because he had a lot to worry about, like his eyes.

But remembering her now immediately soured his mood. He needed a distraction, and thankfully, it was right there.

He reached out for Hina’s head. His fingers had barely touched her hair when she swatted his hand away and immediately sat up.

"This is your... punishment," she said breathlessly. "I won’t let you do as you please with me. Y-You must e-earn that right."

She pouted, but Zaen couldn’t see it and nodded. He was too aroused to care about anything else.

Still glaring at him, she resumed the work. As her head bobbed, Zaen thought he could control himself, but he couldn’t. His brain was too foggy to remember Hina’s words anymore.

He reached out and grabbed a fistful of her hair. Hina’s eyes widened, but before she could react, he pushed her head down.

Zaen thought she would push him back, instead, she opened wider, welcoming his member deeper as she glared at him with a plethora of emotions.

Ten minutes passed, and Zaen couldn’t hold back anymore. He called out to Hina and let go of her head, yet she refused to back down. From his body language, she knew he was closer and attacked his tip with even more ferocity.

Despite wanting to take everything, her eyes widened in surprise when Zaen’s cock shot inside her mouth. Only after a moment of hesitation, she opened her mouth wide and, to his shock, quickly swallowed everything.

As if she wanted to prove a point, Hina continued to suck down every spurt that came out of Zaen like it was a precious treasure.

After about thirty seconds, Zaen was done and panted like he had fought a dozen of those chefs. Meanwhile, Hina sucked a little longer, making sure not to leave anything behind.

"That was... something—"

Zaen had barely said those words when Hina ducked under the discarded sheets, refusing to meet his eyes.

Is she... embarrassed?

He couldn’t understand Hina at all. One moment she was as fierce as a lioness in heat, and the next she was back to her usual shy self.

The situation felt awkward, and Zaen felt like he was the one who had taken advantage of her. However, just as he was about to reach out to her, a notification flashed before him.

[New experience achieved!]

[Perception +0.50]

Eh!?