As soon as I gave my permission, Ethan wasted no ti. He used two fingers to press on the thin fabric of my swimsuit over my nipples. Even though it was just his fingers touching the fabric, my body couldn’t help but respond with soft, involuntary moans.
-Roll, roll.
“Ah… ugh…”
-Stroke, stroke.
“Hnn… ahh…!”
His movents, turning and stroking in a way I was familiar with, felt strangely different here than they did on the bed. The fact that it wasn’t on a bed, coupled with the nearly non-existent swimsuit, made the experience far more intense.
“Ah… ah…! Ahhh…!”
Ethan continued, driving to a peak solely through my chest, before finally letting go, seeming satisfied with my reaction.
“Haa… haa…”
“It seems like the fabric is the sa on both sides, Lilith.”
“…Yes, Young Master Ethan.”
We both knew there was no real need to confirm that, but neither of us pointed it out. If that had been a concern, I’d have stopped him when he first touched .
“…What about below?”
“….”
“Could I… confirm the fabric below, as well?”
“….”
Instead of answering, I nodded, spreading my legs. Leaning back slightly, I exposed the lower part of the micro bikini to him, the embarrassnt creeping deeper into my mind.
‘At least with the top, I felt a little covered. But down here…’
The minimal coverage barely concealed anything. Even the slightest movent revealed more than I’d ever intended.
-Thump, thump, thump.
Just the thought of sitting there, legs spread in front of Ethan, was enough to send my heart racing uncontrollably.
-Stroke.
“Nngh…!”
-Roll, roll.
“Hyaah…! Ahh!”
Ethan’s fingers traced over the thin fabric, finding my clitoris with unerring accuracy. The way he teased it, making circular motions, had gasping and struggling to catch my breath.
-Clench.
“Haa…! Ahh…!”
The stimulation, starting from my clitoris and spreading through my entire body, was overwhelming. I felt my back arch, unable to control my reactions.
“Haa… haa…”
“Lilith, are you alright?”
“Yes, yes… You’re just touching my swimsuit, after all… I’m fine, Young Master Ethan…”
“…Right. That’s all it is.”
Despite the situation’s suggestiveness, all we were doing was checking the texture of my swimsuit. Technically, this didn’t count as anything more than that—much like the ti we explored each other’s desires with our hands and mouths during the necromancy class.
‘As long as he doesn’t touch directly, I can handle it.’
Determined to endure his ministrations, I braced myself. But then Ethan did sothing unexpected, sliding his hand and brushing the fabric aside.
-Tap.
“H-Huh?!”
-Tap, tap.
“Ah… Ethan, what are you…?”
Without warning, he had moved the fabric to the side and began rubbing near my entrance, his fingers gently circling my clitoris and the opening.
He calmly spoke, preemptively justifying his actions, “Don’t worry, Lilith. I’m only checking the fabric on the inside, too.”
“Oh… the inner fabric?”
“Yes. I was curious if it was the sa as outside.”
“…If it’s just for that, then… it’s alright.”
It was a flimsy excuse, but I had no objections. If I’m honest, part of didn’t want to resist.
-Tap, tap.
“Mm…!”
-Tap, tap, tap.
“Ah…! Hngh…!”
Ethan continued, his finger exploring the sensitive spot, teasing with every movent. My body trembled in response, unable to resist.
He was only playing with my entrance, not penetrating fully. Yet the constant teasing was almost unbearable, leaving on the brink without release.
‘I want him… to go in.’
But that would turn into “sex,” and that was off-limits. Yet the desire to feel his fingers inside was too strong to ignore.
-Tug.
“Haa… haa…”
Without thinking, I grasped his hand, guiding his fingers to penetrate . If I had to endure his playful teasing until the tide receded, I’d lose my sanity.
“Lilith, you couldn’t wait?”
“…What do you an, Young Master Ethan?”
“Didn’t you just force my hand…?”
“Oh, you were feeling the inside fabric, and your finger just slipped. I’ll forgive you since it was an accident.”
“An accident, you say?”
“Yes. As a maid with dignity, I won’t let such a minor slip bother .”
Though it was clearly intentional, I frad it as an innocent mistake. Ethan’s incredulous expression showed he was a bit taken aback, but I was not about to back down.
After all, he’d initiated the contact under the pretense of checking the swimsuit fabric. He could bear the consequences.
“Yes, this is just an ‘accident,’ right?”
“Yes… just an accident…”
-Tap, tap!
“Ah… Ahhh…!!”
Ethan drove his fingers deeper, stirring an uncontrollable wave of pleasure. Once he started, there was no stopping.
-Tap, tap, tap.
“Ah…! Hahh…!”
He continued, moving his fingers sensually within, making my whole body respond as if it had been waiting for this.
-Squeeze, squeeze.
“Haa…! Haa…!”
His fingers spread inside, and every move pulled closer to release. Given that I had accepted this as an “accident,” there was nothing more I could say to object.
“Haa… Lilith.”
“Yes… Have you had enough, Young Master Ethan…?”
“Yes. I think I’ve explored the ‘front’ thoroughly.”
“…What?”
I felt a surge of dread as he emphasized “front.” Then he leaned close, whispering in my ear, sending a chill through .
“Lilith.”
“…Yes, Young Master Ethan.”
“The ‘clean’ spell… can you use it for the ‘back’?”
“…Yes, I can.”
“I’d like to check the ‘swimsuit’ on the ‘back’ side. Could you use the ‘clean’ spell on the ‘back entrance’?”
“….”
What do I do?
Do I… allow it?
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