## Chapter 85 – Low. Secret # 1
Lately, I’ve been having trouble sleeping.
Number 25 clutched his throbbing head and got out of bed.
The one concern that had been tormenting him all night was:
Should I apologize to Low?
If he had acted yesterday towards Acer, Charlotte, and Hilda as he did, Number 25 would have sought forgiveness by any means necessary without a second thought.
But Low?
He had said it repeatedly, Number 25 didn’t particularly like her.
He knew better than anyone that the brief attraction caused by sexual stimulation was as fleeting as a mirage.
A momentary reaction felt by the flesh couldn’t melt his frozen heart.
Should he bow his head for ruining a flower crown to the woman who had confined him for a not-so-short period of two years?
He kept repeating those thoughts, organizing his thoughts throughout the night.
Let’s apologize, that was the conclusion Number 25 came to.
Regardless, Number 25 was currently in Low’s grasp, and there was no benefit to be gained from upsetting her.
The choice Number 25 made wasn’t to curry favor with Low, but a selfish choice made for his own peace of mind and well-being.
Throwing on a coat over his pajamas, Number 25 slipped out into the forest before sunrise and returned to the clearing where the discord with Low had occurred.
Arriving at the clearing, Number 25 looked around, tilting his head.
No matter how much he looked, he couldn’t see the flowers used in the flower crown Low had made.
‘Should I go further inside?’
The already faint sunlight gradually disappeared as he went deeper into the forest.
The darkness of the forest, with its wide-open mouth, felt like an entrance to the abyss, but Number 25 moved forward without a care.
Ignoring the low growls of monsters echoing around him, he focused solely on finding the flowers.
Fortunately, Number 25 was able to find a few red blooming flowers.
The process of making the flower crown was not smooth.
The flowers only existed inside thorny vines, and monsters were seen from time to time, so they inevitably had to see each other’s blood.
In the end, Number 25 was only able to make the flower crown by the end of the evening, but the result was not very satisfactory.
The flower crown he made was very shabby compared to the one Low had made in a short amount of time. Comparing them was an insult in itself.
He had never made anything like this in the first place, and it was just a poor imitation he had presumptuously copied after seeing Low make one.
There was no way she would feel better receiving something like this. He would be lucky if he didn’t get cursed at.
A pathetic human who couldn’t even apologize properly, only increasing his self-loathing.
Number 25 clenched the hand holding the flower crown tightly.
The flower crown was slightly distorted as he put strength into it, but not to the extent that the shape changed significantly.
In the first place, the appearance was already uneven, so it wouldn’t change much even if it was slightly distorted.
As he sighed while looking at the sky, a familiar voice lingered in his ear.
“So, you were here.”
“Lady Low?”
Number 25 hurriedly hid the flower crown behind his back, but wasn’t it made to be given anyway?
It wasn’t something to be shown in front of others, but he brought the flower crown he had hidden behind him forward.
He turned his gaze aside, as if embarrassed, and muttered in a small voice.
“Please accept this. I was wrong yesterday.”
Low’s eyes widened.
She pointed to the flower crown Number 25 held out with her index finger and asked.
“You’re giving this to me…?”
After confirming that Number 25 nodded, Low took the flower crown and hugged it tightly to her chest, showing a bright smile.
“Thank you, I’m happy.”
It was a face he had never seen before.
He had seen her smile faintly many times, but she had never shown such a bright smile as she was showing now.
The expression filled with joy didn’t last long. She saw Number 25’s fingers, which were bleeding from the thorns and the wounds from the fight with the monsters, and grabbed his hand with a surprised expression.
“You’re bleeding, are you okay…?”
“This much is fine.”
Why is she making such a fuss over a finger pricked by a thorn?
Low was someone who didn’t even offer a word of comfort when Number 25 returned covered in blood from the monsters in Zone 2.
Did she develop some affection over the two years?
Low, who had been holding Number 25’s hand for a long time, slightly bent her upper body and put Number 25’s finger in her mouth in the blink of an eye.
A moist and hot tongue wrapped around his finger.
Number 25 was so embarrassed by the sudden situation that he tried to pull his body back, but Low wrapped her empty hand around his waist to prevent him from escaping.
Suck, suck, suck – The obscene sound of sucking on his finger and his finger stirred wildly in her mouth.
“J-Just a moment…”
The act didn’t last long. After about 10 seconds, Low carefully pulled her finger out of her mouth.
No more wounds could be found on the finger that came out of Low’s mouth with saliva dripping like thread.
“Are you okay now?”
“L-Let’s go back now.”
Returning to the castle, Low went straight to her room and decorated one wall with the messy flower crown Number 25 had given her, and opened her mouth.
“Take off your clothes and wait.”
It seemed like she was skipping the blood extraction and going straight to the semen.
He somehow managed to keep his mind in check, but his body remembered her touch.
From the moment he entered her room, which faintly smelled of medicine, Number 25’s dick was swollen and painful in his pants.
As soon as he took off his pants, his dick stood up stiffly as if it had been waiting for this moment, erect enough to touch his navel, revealing its majesty.
Low carefully grabbed the tip of his stiffly erect dick, then slowly moved her hand down, as if savoring the sensation of the glans touching her palm. She gave her characteristic faint smile.
As he was being caressed by Low’s hand as usual, she opened her mouth in a gentle voice.
“Did you know that yesterday’s ejaculation amount was a little low…?”
“That’s…”
If you ejaculate continuously, the amount will inevitably decrease.
Number 25 tried to explain the reason, but Low didn’t give him time to open his mouth.
“As an apology for what happened yesterday…”
Low got up from her seat in the middle of caressing him, pulled Number 25’s hand, sat him on the bed, and carefully pushed his chest to lay him down.
It was the first time he had laid down on her bed. Before he could feel the softness of the sheets for the first time, Low climbed on top of Number 25’s body.
It was sudden, but somehow familiar.
Low slipped her body between Number 25’s legs, grabbed her breasts with her hands, and then wrapped her stiffly erect dick, which was secreting Cowper’s fluid from the tip of the glans and twitching.
The pleasure of completely pressing their bodies together and wrapping his sensitive dick with her soft breasts was not something he could easily resist.
Number 25, who had vowed in the morning that his lust with her was futile, grimaced unsightly.
Low stared intently at his expression and smiled slightly.
“You look like you’re feeling good, I’m glad.”
“I-It’s not like I feel particularly good…”
As if to stop Number 25, who was still resisting the pleasure, from speaking, Low gathered her breasts with both hands and pressed them hard.
With considerable hydraulic pressure, Number 25’s dick was wrapped in her voluptuous breasts, experiencing a pleasure that seemed to melt away at any moment.
It was definitely the first time, but Low skillfully moved her breasts from side to side with familiar movements, showing movements as if trying to extract semen from the dick between them.
The breasts, which clung to his dick like a living creature, had a warm embrace.
Low looked at the dick that changed every time she rubbed her breasts and said in a tone of wonder.
“It’s getting harder and harder inside my breasts.”
The pressure on his dick, the movements that only rubbed the pleasurable spots.
Number 25 unknowingly tilted his head back and let out a small moan filled with ecstasy.
“Heuh…”
Low, hearing Number 25’s moan, calmly spoke.
“It’s better for research if you cum a lot, so you don’t have to hold back.”
After finishing speaking, Low put her tongue on the glans that had slightly come out above her breasts.
As her soft tongue touched the glans, Number 25’s waist tried to rise upwards, but even that couldn’t be done as he pleased due to the weight of her breasts pressing down on his body.
He had no choice but to lie still and become addicted to the lust that her breasts gave him.
His hips lifted little by little due to Low’s caresses, which moved her tongue in a circle, stimulating his glans and urethra tenaciously.
The sweet scent that bloomed from her breasts lingered at the tip of his nose.
Number 25 slightly raised his head and looked at her.
Between the dress, which was slightly disheveled by the intense movements, Low’s pink nipples shyly revealed half of their appearance, and at the end of them, white liquid hung like dew formed between dawn.
Was the identity of the sweet scent that he always felt when he approached her breast milk?
But he had never heard that she was pregnant or had given birth, and he had never noticed such a sign while living together for two years.
Low, noticing Number 25’s gaze, avoided his gaze as if she was rarely embarrassed. Even in the midst of that, the hand moving her breasts showed no sign of stopping.
“I’m originally this kind of constitution… Don’t stare too much, because it’s embarrassing…”
There were no complaints.
Low’s breasts were definitely soft and had the right amount of hydraulic pressure, so they were the ultimate breasts that couldn’t be compared to anything else when it came to stimulating his dick.
However, the unique limitations of human flesh definitely existed.
The slightly rough texture that was felt from time to time even while being wrapped in soft flesh.
That texture was no longer felt.
The breasts, which were larger than the head of an average person and full of breast milk, led his dick skillfully, as if it had been inserted into a pussy.
Every time she put strength into her breasts, the white breast milk that poured out with a swoosh, swoosh, dyed his dick white.
The room was filled with the sticky sensation and obscene sounds of breast milk smearing and stimulating the tip of his glans every time she slightly tilted the breasts she was holding to the side and raised her nipples.
Number 25 was seized with the desire to shake his waist himself and handle her as he pleased, if only he could.
Number 25, who had been through thick and thin when it came to women, was not able to come to his senses with just the breast milk that he couldn’t feel from Hilda’s breasts.
Low shook her breasts up and down quickly and licked her dick, which was stained with her breast milk, with her tongue, savoring the taste.
His dick, which was about to melt while being wrapped in her breasts, Number 25 had already thrown away his pride and was letting out pathetic moans.
“Heuh, that… feels good.”
Looking at Number 25, who finally revealed his feelings honestly, Low smiled contentedly.
Even while doing a paizuri, she slightly bit Number 25’s glans and said her impressions.
“Amazing smell… So this is the smell of a male.”
With the continued combined attack of breasts and breast milk, Number 25’s dick began to twitch as if it couldn’t stand it anymore.
A sign that ejaculation was about to begin, Low must have noticed that sign just by facing his dick three times, and she made the movements of the hand shaking her breasts even busier.
“The end is twitching… Does that mean you’re about to cum…? Don’t hold back, you can cum all over my breasts.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Number 25’s semen gurgled through his urethra and came out into the world.
The semen that came out of Number 25’s dick dirtied not only her breasts, but also her face near her glans.
After confirming that he had vomited all of his semen, Low slowly raised her upper body.
“You definitely look healthier than yesterday… Good job.”
Low licked the semen that was scattered sticky between the valleys of her breasts with her finger, then put it in her mouth as it was and chewed it as if savoring it.
“The taste is also much richer… It’s quite a good result. So I need your cooperation…? If it’s such a meaningful result, I’ll have to make you feel even better in the future.”
Number 25 couldn’t leave her room coldly as usual.
Number 25, lying on the bed and breathing heavily, was trembling.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get up, but his body wouldn’t move as he pleased. It seemed like his back was out of place.
Low, noticing him, approached Number 25 again.
“You’re a child who needs a lot of attention.”
Low, who carefully supported and raised Number 25, who couldn’t get up from his seat, carried Number 25 on her back as it was.
Number 25, carried on her back, blushed and said quietly.
“I-I can go by myself.”
He was pretending to be strong, but he couldn’t even lift a finger.
“Stay still. Didn’t I tell you that I’ll be in more trouble if something happens to your body?”
Low slowly moved her steps towards the lower floor where Number 25’s room was located.
The cape made of feathers that she always wore on her shoulders was much softer than Number 25 thought. Above all, her back, which was in direct contact with his skin, was somehow familiar, and even felt like warm maternal love.
While denying that it could be, sleep quickly poured into Number 25’s body, which was exhausted.
Number 25 nodded his head on her shoulder, and soon fell asleep.
Arriving at Number 25’s room, Low carefully laid him down on the bed, lifted the blanket and slowly covered him up to his neck so that it wouldn’t make a sound, and then turned off the bright lights.
Low didn’t leave the room even after turning off the lights, and brought a chair next to his bed and sat down, staying by his side for a while.
When she heard quiet and steady breathing, Low made a relieved expression and quietly got up from her seat.
Before turning the doorknob, Low looked at the bed where Number 25 was sleeping and muttered to herself.
“Sleep well, my baby…”
