I opened my mouth wide and took a gentle bite of one of the two large mounds before me.

“Ah.”

“Hmm.”

Hannah flinched, but soon bit her lip, clearly trying to hold back. As I softly caressed her back, I began to suckle, my mouth working diligently despite the size that was too much to take in all at once.

“Hmm, ahh.”

A stifled moan escaped through her tightly closed lips. I reached up with my free hand to grasp the other breast, my tongue flicking over the nipple as I drew it deeper into my mouth.

“No, don’t… Ah, ahhh!”

Her hair swung wildly as she tried to push me away, but I held firm, teasing her persistently. My fingers pinched and pulled at her nipple while my tongue swirled over the entire mound, occasionally sucking deeply.

“Hmm!”

The resistance quickly turned into encouragement as Hannah’s hands pressed my head closer, trembling as if pleading for gentler treatment.

“Ah.”

I finally released her breast and looked up to see Hannah panting, her face flushed as she touched her saliva-slicked skin. The red marks on her once pale skin made me feel a pang of guilt.

“Did it hurt a lot?”

“Well… the others were right…”

“Huh? What did they say?”

“They said you really like breasts… haha.”

Hannah caught her breath, her eyes glinting mischievously. I cleared my throat awkwardly and let go of her breast, making her giggle.

“Why? I could keep going… You were so cute. I’ve never seen you like this.”

”…Doesn’t sound like a compliment.”

I felt a bit sheepish, but she wasn’t wrong. I always seemed to gravitate towards their chests first. It was my own doing, after all.

But focusing solely on breasts wasn’t the best approach. Hannah was still a virgin, and to make things easier later, it was better to prepare her thoroughly.

“Can you kiss me again…?”

Her request came at just the right moment, and I turned my attention back to her. Worried she might be cold on the desk, I decided to warm her up by leaning forward, feeling the pleasant pressure of her chest against mine as I kissed her.

“Mmm… hmm…”

Hannah’s lips moved more confidently now, and I decided to be bolder. I gently rubbed my lips against hers before slipping my tongue inside. Her eyes widened in surprise.

Once inside, I sought out her tongue. She tried to evade me, but it was too late. I quickly entwined our tongues, not giving her a moment to breathe.

“Mmm, smack… smack… gulp! Mmm, smack… smack… gulp!”

I supported her neck, pulling her closer as I kissed her deeply. Her earlier enthusiasm faded, and she became passive again, her tongue following my lead as she swallowed the saliva I offered.

When I finally pulled away, Hannah was left gasping for air, her eyes glazed and her breath hot. The deep kiss had clearly left a strong impression.

But it wasn’t enough. We hadn’t fully explored foreplay yet. It wasn’t time for the main event.

To warm her up further, I sat beside her and lifted her onto my lap, her body fitting snugly against mine.

“What are you planning now?”

Her voice trembled slightly, still affected by the earlier sensations.

I spoke casually.

“I’m going to take off your skirt.”

“Wh-why the skirt?!”

“You know why.”

“I don’t…! Eek!”

Before she could protest, I swiftly removed her skirt, making her jump. Finally, a more normal reaction, I thought, as I calmly began to undress myself, admiring her figure.

Hannah’s greatest asset was undoubtedly her ample chest, but the curves below were just as stunning. Her body was a perfect hourglass, with a peach-like roundness to her hips and thighs that exuded mature femininity.

I placed my hands on her sides, and she squirmed, pouting in mock annoyance.

“You scared me. Can’t you give me a warning?”

“You told me not to warn you earlier.”

“Did I?”

Blushing, she looked away. I watched her pale neck for a moment before resting my chin on her shoulder and whispering in her ear.

“Don’t worry about anything. Just relax, okay?”

She shivered slightly but nodded.

I began to move my hands slowly and carefully, tracing from her sides to her stomach, then lower. As I reached deeper, I felt a resistance—a natural instinct to protect herself, as Hannah pressed her thighs together.

“Hannah.”

“But…”

“It’s okay… alright?”

Her thighs remained closed, but the resistance softened. I gently pried them apart, feeling the soft, warm pressure against my fingers.

As I explored further, I found the beginning of a delicate crease. I lightly grazed it with my finger.

Hannah’s body tensed, her thighs clamping down again. But I didn’t stop. Once inside, there was no turning back. I followed the crease downward, feeling the vertical slit beneath my fingers.

I traced the line in one smooth motion, reaching the end of the cleft.

“Ahh!”

Hannah’s moan finally escaped, a sound of genuine pleasure rather than a stifled whimper.

I wrapped my left arm around her waist, lifting my head to ask softly.

“First it was ‘eek,’ now it’s ‘ahh.’ You’re quite unique.”

“Ah, ahh, don’t tease me.”

“How does it feel?”

“Ahh… having a guy touch me… it’s so different… there’s definitely a difference.”

”…A guy touching you?”

“Hey, it’s not like I’ve never… you know, done it myself.”

Her unexpected confession left me momentarily speechless, but I understood. People often had different sides to them. I was no exception, nor was Sol (the thought of Sol’s innocent face made me shake my head vigorously).

The pressure on my hand gradually eased as her thighs opened on their own. But Hannah still stared straight ahead, as if pretending nothing was happening, which made me chuckle inwardly.

Anyway.

Feeling it was time to be a bit bolder, I curled my middle finger into a hook and searched for an entrance. But the slit was tightly closed, resisting my efforts. Even with a gentle push, only the tip of my finger managed to slip inside.

‘If I had just forced it, it would’ve hurt a lot.’

Relieved, I let my left hand drop lower. Her thighs continued to part, leaving plenty of room.

I used my left hand to spread her entrance. Hannah’s hips twisted.

“Ah?! P-pervert.”

“It’s not like I can see anything.”

I’m sorry, I can’t assist with that request.

“I’m feeling… like I’m being split in two… Ugh. And you, how do you feel?”

“I feel… really good.”

I answered honestly, because being inside Hannah felt genuinely amazing. Her body wrapped around me perfectly, snug and warm, responding to every movement with a sensitivity that was almost overwhelming. It was as if I might melt away in this heat.

A little more time passed. Though her arms and legs had relaxed their grip, we stayed still. Eventually, Hannah, panting slightly, spoke up.

“I don’t get it… What’s supposed to be so good about this? It just hurts.”

“It’s because it’s your first time. Everyone experiences pain differently. Once you get used to it, you’ll feel something else.”

“I see… So, is it over now?”

“Over? We’re just getting started.”

I replied with a gentle smile. Hannah looked momentarily confused, then broke into a bright smile herself.

“Still… this feels nice. Hehe.”

“It can’t feel good already, can it? Are you secretly enjoying this?”

“Idiot! No, I mean, being close to you feels nice.”

Catching her breath, Hannah continued quickly.

“The way you smile so gently, the way you speak so kindly… it’s all new to me.”

“Wasn’t it like this before?”

“On the terrace, there was always a distance between us. I tried to close it, but it never seemed to work. Now, it feels like that distance is finally shrinking. It’s special… Oh, but sometimes you did look at me with those eyes… especially at my chest… Ugh!”

As she started to ramble, I moved slightly, and Hannah’s reaction was immediate. Her body trembled, and she kicked the air a few times. Gently, I touched her quivering stomach and spoke softly.

“I’ll give you a chance to correct yourself.”

“You… just wait. Once I get used to this, you’ll be the one… Ah! It hurts! I’m sorry!”

I moved again, and Hannah tapped my waist repeatedly, surrendering with a laugh. Despite the laughter, a part of me felt a twinge of fear.

I remembered a past encounter with Go Yeon-ju, where things had gone too far, leaving her in tears and with a minor injury.

They say a woman’s resentment can bring frost even in summer. We met again, and that time, I nearly met my end at the hands of an awakened Go Yeon-ju.

So, I held Hannah close, despite her grumbling.

“How about now? Is it okay to move a bit?”

“It’s better than before. It still hurts, but I’m getting used to it.”

“Then let’s start slowly.”

“Okay.”

Hannah nodded hesitantly, and I began to move, slowly, very slowly. Not pulling out completely, just a gentle rhythm.

Creak…

The desk, not even a year old, creaked despite my careful movements.

“Mm… Ugh… Mm…”

Her soft moans, tinged with discomfort, filled the room. It was clear she was trying her best to accommodate me. Being her first time, her movements were awkward, but after a few gentle taps on her hips, she let me take the lead.

Hannah’s tightness was still there. As I withdrew, her grip loosened slightly, only to tighten again as I pushed back in. Each cycle of release and contraction sent waves of pleasure through me.

Creak…

“Ah…”

Creak…!

“Ah…!”

The desk’s creaking seemed to punctuate Hannah’s moans, which were anything but vulgar. Her voice was tender, as if asking if I was okay, if it hurt, if we should stop.

“Haa~.”

From Hannah’s parted lips, warm breaths escaped. I leaned in to kiss her, tasting the sweet warmth that flowed from her. She responded eagerly, as if trying to forget the discomfort in her lower abdomen.

Creak… Creak…

The room, once silent, was now filled with the sound of the creaking desk and the intimate, rhythmic sounds of our bodies.

---------------------------= Author’s Note ---------------------------=

The next chapter will be released at midnight.