Chapter 43 – Chapter 43 Sowing the Seeds-6
Blue Seal’s barracks.
Two uniques, Enlil and Yura, who are in charge of the barracks, commute.
While staying in the barracks, I usually stay in the office.
Yura’s office.
It was a place where three large rooms were connected.
There is a study, a bedroom, and even a bathroom.
The entire floor was made into a private space by connecting the rooms.
As Ji-ra entered the office, Yura hurriedly spoke.
“Please rest comfortably.”
Looking nervous, Yura quickly went into the bedroom.
After closing the door and hearing the sound, it seemed that the room was being cleaned anew.
Jiha sat on the sofa in the study and smiled.
“Leaving Busan.”
It’s cute to do.
A normal woman would tell me to park the basement in the hallway and wait.
From Yura’s point of view, it seems that the basement will be tiring, so let them come in, but at least clean the bedroom.
Not calculation, but reflective thinking.
“…”
The basement closed her eyes as she sat down.
Drowsiness comes
It was natural.
Destroyed Pamine’s plot to kill him in Red Rum, and dealt with the gang.
Leticia, who appeared next, was cornered and the case was dealt with.
She was also interrogated throughout the night by constables investigating the case.
As a secretary of a high-ranking person, Jiha has experience of covering up various illegal things.
He knows how to deal with police interrogation and how to deal with it.
“…”
But she went through a series of tense situations, all-nighters.
She is tired and is about to fall asleep.
Jiha organized her thoughts even in the midst of her flickering consciousness.
‘To confirm Yura’s true intentions, I also need to loosen up and open her heart. It’s best to let them speak for themselves, not to pry…’
It is also important to toast after a victory.
The operation is a success, so it’s okay for her to rest with Yura in her arms.
Click.
The sound of the bedroom door opening.
As the footsteps approached, Jiha opened her eyes.
Yura was looking down hesitantly.
“… Are you tired?”
“Come on.”
The basement lazily beckoned and called.
Yura hesitantly approached.
Sitting underground, Yura grabbed her hand, and with her other hand grabbed her slender waist and pulled her.
A sweet smell like honey flowing from the body of a succubus.
Jiha hugged Yura and closed her eyes.
Trembling woman.
But soon it calms down.
As for Yura, she would have exhausted her arrogance by bringing her underground to her room.
I didn’t rush to clean her room for nothing.
However, seeing the basement loosen up like this, she was getting a little bit more relaxed.
Yura harbors her romantic feelings for him.
But before that, she half-forced her body first.
A situation where you step backwards from the usual steps, then you have to adjust accordingly.
“Aren’t you sleepy?”
“A little bit.”
“Then let’s sleep together.”
Jiha pulled Yura by the arm and sat down next to her.
Yura hesitated, then she sat down next to the basement.
She was probably trying to say, wouldn’t she be better off going to bed and sleeping?
She swallowed it because she was ashamed again.
“…”
Ji-ha hugged Yura who was sitting next to her by the waist and buried her face in her shoulder.
Yura’s breasts are so large that her cheeks and her chin touch her soft chunks of flesh.
“…”
However, like when Yura was in close contact outside of her, she wasn’t as nervous.
Even her basement was released.
The fact that she was in her closed space, her own room, must have given her considerable relief.
Yura was also putting her hand on her underground waist.
It’s not about holding it in your arms, it’s about touching it.
However, for Yura, who is shy, even this alone is quite courageous.
Ji-ha pretended to be asleep, and pushed her waist forward a little more to get close to Yura.
“…”
I feel Yura’s hand moving.
A hand gently pressing on his waist.
I try to hug him, but he hesitates several times.
“…”
When Jihaa opened her eyes, Yura was startled and froze.
The basement laughed and said.
“Can’t you sleep?”
“… Joe, a little.”
Yura was ashamed because she didn’t know if what she was doing was caught or not.
It’s cute watching her underground while nervous.
When Jiha reflexively brought her lips closer, Yura was startled and lowered her head to avoid her.
Like no kissing.
“…”
Usually men open their mouths here.
But the basement chose silence.
Women don’t ask, they tell.
In such a relaxed atmosphere, if you convey it through your body, the answer will come out on its own.
Jiha gently touched Yura’s chin with her finger.
Then it comes down with a long white neck.
“Ah…”
Yura moaned languidly as the man’s fingers tickled her neck, then down her shoulder and down her collarbone.
Sitting on the sofa, looking closely at each other, trying to close eyes for a while, but quitting.
Even Yura was completely relieved of her tension.
Jiji’s fingers playfully pressed her collarbone and tickled her, and Yura blinked her eyes.
Took.
As Ji-ha turned her hand over and rubbed it, the back of her hand naturally touched the upper part of Yura’s breasts.
Because he deliberately rubbed the back of her hand, Yura didn’t show much reaction.
But again and again, as she pretends to rub her shoulder, the back of her hand keeps brushing her breast.
The upper part of the breast is skillfully touched and rubbed.
Yura noticed her and her cheeks turned red.
Her red eyes tremble shyly.
“…”
Ji-ha knew that Yura was conscious, but she kept rubbing her hand with the back of her hand, but she didn’t touch her directly.
And then.
Hold on.
“Ah…”
As if her basement was a mistake, Yura let out a soft exclamation as she pressed her breasts with her wrists.
Back. Koo Woo-wook.
Her basement pretended to touch her shoulder, now she blatantly pressed and rubbed her breasts.
As Yura’s cheeks turned redder, he looked at her wet eyes with her eyes.
Underground continued to stimulate her breasts with the backs of her hands and wrists.
I was sleepy, but it was a lump of flesh that woke me up.
Her fingertips to her wrists are large enough to bury her completely in, and it is soft and repulsive with overflowing elasticity.
“…”
Yura lowered her eyes and flinched.
A new nervous face, but now she was waiting for her basement to be touched in earnest.
There is no gesture to avoid.
“Your waist is thin.”
However, Ji-ha, who had been pressing her breasts with the back of her hand several times, suddenly put her hand down and grabbed Yura by her side.
At the development that was different from her thoughts, Yura flinched and twisted her body.
“Ha, don’t.”
I was prepared to touch her breasts, but contrary to her thoughts, I touched her waist, reflexively feeling ashamed.
Jiha whispered in Yura’s ear.
“But you touched my waist too, didn’t you?”
“… That, that.”
“You didn’t touch me?”
Jiha quietly whispered in Yura’s ear.
“You can touch it.”
“…”
Yura paused before moving her finger, which had been pressing down on her lower back.
It’s something that was discovered anyway, like if you don’t touch it now, you’ll lose money.
The succubus’ fingers traced the man’s side, and the range gradually began to widen.
I thought the woman’s fingers moved to her abdomen, but she also gently touched her thighs.
Ji-ha pretended not to notice and gently raised her palm.
Teouk.
As if to support Yura’s large breasts from below, as if lifting her bowl of rice with her entire palm, he brought it up.
The enormous weight, the sense of heaviness is extraordinary.
It feels like a very large and soft watermelon placed on the palm of your hand.
“…”
Yura, who was obsessed with touching her underground waist, stopped and swallowed her saliva when he found out about her too late.
But Ji-ha literally put Yura’s breasts on her palm, but didn’t grab them.
The overwhelming weight of the mass of flesh that oppresses the entire palm, that alone is enchanting.
Jiha pretended to weigh Yura’s breasts.
“…”
Yura was nervous but secretly watched her underground.
The fact that her subterranean finally touched her own breasts, and… At the same time, it was the competitive spirit towards Leticia that was shown earlier.
She’s sure to realize that her own breasts are much bigger and more attractive than those of her elves, even her underworld.
You can even see a sense of superiority in the red eyes of the calm succubus.
“Is it bigger than Leticia?”
“… Yes.”
To the extent that even if her basement intentionally shuddered at her, she would answer.
When her basement kept her breasts resting on her palms, with her five fingers spread out, Yura subtly lowered her upper body and pressed her palms on her basement.
The temptation to carry her breasts on the palm of her own basement.
That her own breasts are much better than Leticia’s.
Compared to any woman, she won’t lose.
It was a gesture that seemed to think so.
Jiha whispered in Yura’s ear.
“These are very large and lewd breasts.”
“… Ah.”
Yura belatedly realized what she was doing.
Isn’t she showing off by placing her breasts on the man’s palm, pressing and releasing them repeatedly?
When she tried to raise her body in her new embarrassment, she wrapped her arms around Yura’s neck and blocked it.
“Ji, underground.”
“I don’t know yet. Is it really bigger? Isn’t that the packaging?”
“…”
Of course not.
Ji-ha took off all of Yura and bit, kneaded, and teased this big breast to her heart’s content.
But Yura is too shy to say that.
At the same time, as she recalled that naked situation, she reddened her face anew.
Jiha whispered in Yura’s ear in a warm voice.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve come, so I need to confirm it more properly.”
“…”
As Yura hesitated, she looked at the basement.
Recognizing her subterranean meaning belatedly, she hesitated for a long time before holding her subterranean hand… She made her self touch her breasts squarely.
Only then did Jiha spread her fingers very slowly.
It is not enough to say that he was buried in her breasts.
The white breasts that a man could not grasp even half of them even if he spread his hands greedily.
I can’t stand the kneading on top of my clothes.
The moment the male sees it, he can’t take his eyes off it, and the moment he touches it like this, he can’t stand it.
“…”
Like kneading rice cakes, I want to knead it, I want to suck it, and I want to keep playing with it.
The underground is really unbearable, but I didn’t show it.
Now, not only do you enjoy Yura’s breasts, but you also have to grasp her inner thoughts and take control of them.
With a trembling voice, Yura asked anxiously.
“Uh, how are you?”
“I don’t know because it’s on my clothes.”
“…”
Contrary to what she said, her fingers under the ground continued to massage Yura’s breasts.
No matter how patient a man is, once he puts his hand on it, he can’t help but knead it.
Starting from the staggering size, the smooth touch stimulates the palm, and when you massage it, it repulses with a firm elasticity, which ignites a man’s lust.
But Yura seemed to be hesitating… He suddenly lowered the hand that had been touching the lower back.
He wanted to take off his clothes, but he didn’t.
The moment he touched Yura’s chest, the lower abdomen in the basement, he pressed the hardened phallus with his palm.
“Ugh.”
The moment Yura’s fine hands pressed down on her pants, a man from the basement began to groan and try to come out.
The succubus’ bewitching hand movements, it’s lewd enough to believe that she didn’t know men before the underground.
“…”
After touching it, Yura took off her hour hand.
As if he didn’t know it was there because it was on his clothes.
Jiha then pushed her palm into Yura’s costume.
The breasts, which are usually more than half exposed, the man’s palm pushed into the gap between the clothes and the breasts.
“Ah…”
The movement of the fingers forcing the clothes apart.
The fingers dug into the basement squeezed Yura’s breasts with more force.
I was ecstatic when I touched it on top of my clothes, but once I touched it myself, it was amazing.
The soft and warm touch continued to linger in the palm of my hand, but my fingers began to knead it nonstop.
“Ugh, um.”
Inevitably, the lower extremities of the basement began to rage and erect.
Even Yu, who had been caressing her lower body underground, hesitated when he realized that.
“Whoa…”
Jiha didn’t say anything and continued to focus on massaging Yura’s breasts.
Then, he pushed her waist slightly forward and pressed her penis with Yura’s palm.
“…”
Yura, who was hesitant, knew the man’s request and pushed her hand in.
Yura’s palm swiftly took off her underground pants and penetrated into her underwear.
“Ugh.”
A moan escaped from her subterranean mouth the moment the succubus hand gripped the phallus.
The woman’s five fingers hold it softly, and it feels good, but it’s a little lacking.
I want to feel better, to the point where a man wants to run amok.
Yura lowered her wet eyes to her wet eyes and whispered.
“… Are you done checking?”
No male can get out of it if he gets caught by me.
The quiet succubus asked coquettishly.