Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Instead, he approached with a smile on his face, and cleansed the delicate skin on the other's calf with his breath.

As if being swept by a heat wave, Sakuraba Mizuki's face began to flush.

"Why don't you do something weird? Isn't being weird a normal thing at this time?"

"What nonsense are you talking about... um... damn."

After letting out a subconscious snort, Sakuraba Mitsuki felt that his situation was getting worse.

The other person's breath was like a greedy locust, flying over a fertile wheat field.

He swept inch by inch, closer and closer, until his thighs and feet were already in her arms.

She could indeed kick the man away out of shame, no matter how hard she kicked him, because with the boy's miraculous physique, he would not be hurt anyway.

But Sakuraba Mitsuki found that she was too soft now. Was it because of the alcohol? Or was it because of... the magical power brought by this boy?

She didn't know it, but she already felt that her body was like possessed. She began to react subconsciously to the other party's actions and began to soften, like a fish about to melt in a pot.

You can only let the other party boil over.

Her body began to tremble slightly.

As his breath got closer.

Then...

"Boom~"

Deep inside her thighs, she left a clear and deep kiss.

It was like taking a piece of my soul away.

"Uh-huh...! Orikizuru...!"

Sakuraba Mitsuki's gnashing of teeth at this moment sounded more like a soft cry.

Oreki Gen raised his head and looked at her.

The girl's clothes were still intact, her hands were still handcuffed powerlessly to the head of the bed, and she had no intention of trying to break free.

Because of her pride, and also because she knew clearly the quality of the handcuffs she bought. She was not like this exaggerated boy, who possessed the magical power to crush and break free.

So she could only be tied up here and passively endure it all.

At the same time, her face began to flush and became more and more beautiful, like a flower that had reached its best blooming period and was presenting its most beautiful state to the young man.

As soon as Oreki Genji looked up, he was deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a scene that would make a man lose his mind.

But he felt that he should not ruin the moment he could enjoy because of his impulse. The more restrained a person is, the more incomparable he can experience in the end.

The saying goes that the longer the time, the greater the reward, that's probably it.

He walked forward little by little, and then held her face, which already looked a little blurry, in his hands.

Although she is still holding on to her last bit of dignity.

She gritted her teeth with all her might and looked at him angrily.

“You dare to do that to me in this situation... You’re done... Oreki Gen... You’re done... Ah!!”

"Tear!!"

Before the threat was even finished, it seemed as if the danger had already arrived.

Because Oreki Gen used his other hand to tear the opponent's clothes into pieces very simply and easily, but with great power.

That's right, shredded.

The flying fabric made the scene look extremely exaggerated.

But this is something that Oreki String's power can easily accomplish.

Suddenly, the area exposed under his eyes became larger, as if it were a cluster of flowers, and his eyes were filled with the beauty of her perfection.

The slender legs stretched together revealed an undeniable tension.

Her tight belly and perfect curves are the most beautiful mountains and rivers.

He lowered his head slightly and kissed the other's abdomen.

Sakuraba Mizuki couldn't help but look up and saw the ceiling. She really wanted to grab the other person's hair at this moment, but she couldn't do it now.

I could only endure it forcedly. The burning feeling was burning me and spreading upwards inch by inch.

Until he passed the ups and downs of the road and came to his chest, then his collarbone, and his neck, all of which were left with his marks.

The feeling of being eaten slowly inch by inch is unprecedented.

Because in any previous situation, Sakuraba Mizuki, who was a little bit of a germaphobe, would not allow Oreki Ken to do this, as it would make her feel a little unacceptable and awkward.

But now we are in this situation, we are forced to do so.

She had no way to refuse, but what she felt was a completely new experience.

By the time he came in front of her, Sakuraba Mitsuki had already soaked her entire body in the sea water.

It's a wetness that can't be shaken off.

Her eyes seemed to be completely immersed in it, and she could not see anything else clearly. She could only see the face of this boy that always made her think of him and dream about him.

Yes, she also dreams...but most of the time, she would not tell the boy these things truthfully.

And now, looking at his face appearing before his eyes.

She maintained her last bit of persistence and her last bit of dignity.

Said it viciously.

"I'll bite off your tongue...if you dare."

At this time, Oreki Gen was not stupid. Rather, he could clearly judge when the girl was just being stubborn and when she was really angry.

So he just gave a malicious smile.

"It doesn't matter. It's your loss anyway. You can give it a try."

After that, he kissed her.

With a resolute attitude.

To be honest, Sakuraba Mitsuki felt that she could really bite off the other person's tongue, and she planned to do so when she felt humiliated.

But when Oreki Gen kissed him passionately.

She felt that her plan had failed.

Because of this situation, it seems impossible to refuse the other person's kiss.

He stroked his face and made his mind blank. Sakuraba Mitsuki almost forgot what state he was in.

Only when she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the boy, she heard the clanging sound of nails and felt her arms being restrained, and then she thought of these things. As a result, she felt anxious, but also inevitably felt a little enjoyment.

Persistence in one’s heart is just an insignificant aspect.

Even more irresistible is the instinctive reaction.

The contact gets deeper and deeper.

Feeling the sensation of their skins sticking perfectly together, Sakuraba Mizuki felt like she was going crazy. She struggled her arms unconsciously, making strange noises, but she couldn't change anything. Instead, she could clearly realize that she was falling more and more, and the feeling was getting worse and worse. It was really too bad.

But this terrible situation made his consciousness even more confused, as if he was unable to resist the mischief done by this young man.

The awareness of one's own dignity is becoming increasingly superficial.

It seems to be becoming unimportant...

But how could it be unimportant to me?

I am Sakuraba Mitsuki...

But this girl who is ranked first among the nobles in this country...

How can I give up my dignity, how can I give up my pride.

To be reduced to this state by the hands of this poor boy from Baishe Township... is just like a princess defiled by a beggar in some obscene works...

It would be fine if he didn't think about these things, but once he thought about them, Sakuraba Mizuki felt that he was becoming more and more weird.

The strong, irresistible desire to give up on myself, to completely abandon myself, and to throw everything into chaos became stronger and stronger.

It's driving me crazy!!

Oreki Gen's kiss did not last too long. When they separated, he saw beads of sweat on her forehead. He also saw her completely dazed eyes, looking at him in a daze.

This look is like a catalyst.

It was like the sound of a drum urging me to fight more fiercely.

The breathing of both of them became more intense. She wanted to make a fierce expression but she couldn't do it at all. Her eyes at this moment just looked like a cute coquettish expression.

Apart from the gasps, it seemed that he could not say anything effective to stop the other party.

Just like a toy, it only had the most instinctive reaction at this moment, and to Oreki Gen, all this was a signal that could not be more obvious.

The boy lowered his head and traced his lips across her face before gently biting her sensitive ear.

Whisper in her ear.

"Sometimes, it's too monotonous for one person to occupy a high position. You should have tasted this kind of feeling a long time ago. Isn't it completely different?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki seemed to have awakened some of her remaining rationality, and she looked at the boy with some shame and anger.

"You've been wanting to torture me like this for a long time, right..."

Oreki Gen smiled.

"To call it torture is too much, but I have long wanted to see what you look like in this situation."

Sakuraba Mitsuki seemed to realize that it would be impossible to stop him from continuing like this, and her dignity, the image and momentum she had maintained for a long time would be destroyed at this moment.

With this awareness, she finally showed off her strength.

"Asshole... then you better remember how I look now... because this is the last time, you will never see me like this again... so shameful and vulnerable."

Oreki Gen shook his head, gently stroked her cheek, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then look at the other person with eyes that are gentle enough to melt the ice.

"No, I don't think you are so ashamed now. This is just a game, a game for us to immerse ourselves in and enjoy. I don't think you are so humiliated now, I just think... you are cuter than ever before."

"Say these things at a time like this, you bastard..."

"Ah... So you can't wait? Or are you craving for something more, something more intense?"

Sakuraba Jianyue looked at the young man and she sighed softly first.

It's a pity that I can't touch his well-defined upper body muscles now.

But she has a more direct and effective method.

For example, she instantly raised her legs and then "huggled" the boy's waist in this way.

There began to be a familiar provocation in his eyes, but even in this situation, he still did not forget his original intention.

It seemed that this was the only thing Sakuraba Mitsuki insisted on, and the last thing he could do in such an irreversible situation.

She looked at Oreki Gen.

"Stop talking such useless words. If you are still a man, prove it to me. Don't do anything else."

This is a rare signal.

How to say it, it's like a young man who has been digging and searching in the glacier finally sees the existence of a crack, or like a brilliant flare shot into the sky in a deserted place where no one can follow.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his upper body, and then looked at the other person with a firm and brave expression.

"It will be as you wish, but before that I want to tell you something."

"what?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki didn't know if there was anything so-called important that needed to be said at this time. No matter how important it was, it could be put aside, right?

But Oreki Gen was very persistent.

He quickly answered the noble young lady's questions.