(Limbs and Limbs Cut Off) Saint， Will You Forgive Me for This Too？ 41

Chapter 41 – First Night

41.

There is such a thing as atmosphere. Sophia, like many other women, loved romance. Actually, because she was in her position to go on a journey to kill the demon king, the fantasy of her adventure was shattered one way or another, but she was as much as her dream of her first night, one of the common romances of many women. It was still kept in a corner of her heart.

She never thought she would be so out of the blue.

Sophia’s expression was so rigid that it was obvious that she was nervous. Carl sat down on Sophia’s bed. I heard that Aria washes her clean today, but was it like this? Sophia grumbled in a low voice.

“That’s too sudden, Carl.”
“Shut up. I will do as I please.”
“Yeah, do whatever you want. As you please.”

Carl’s childish words prompted Sophia to nod her head with her benevolent smile. Carl had a strange feeling. This was the first time Sophia and her had sex with her face to face like this. So, there was no room for this to be considered the first act with Sophia.

Even if Sophia is sleeping, once with Sophia’s eyes covered. Regardless of Sophia’s will, even if she had a history of being violated.

The first is exciting, awkward and embarrassing.

Sofia felt her heart beat louder and louder as Carl extinguished the lights in the room one by one. Throbbing. When only the lamps near the bed remained, Carl thought for a moment and then he did not turn off the light. A soft light illuminated the two.

“I want to see her face. Are you fine?”

Sophia quietly nods her head.

It sounded like a rustling sound. Carl entered Sophia’s side. I lifted the blanket and lay down next to Sofia’s body. As Carl’s face came closer, Sophia involuntarily turned her head away.

“It’s too close.”
“Are you that shy? Cute.”
“Don’t you think the progress is too fast?”
“Well. I think it’s very slow.”
“Is this slow?”
“Huh.”

When did we start dating? After hearing Carl’s slowness, Sophia began to worry about her. She didn’t have to worry for long. Because the two had never been dating before. It was just that her knife had saved her from being raped, and Sophia had told her knife that he would do everything for her.

“Are we lovers? If you’re not a lover, are you doing this when you’re not a lover? Knife. I’m scared.”
“What is this?”
“Don’t you think it’s against the law to ask that?”

Silent Night. A rustling sound is heard. They didn’t get drunk on wine, didn’t do drugs, and didn’t play music. There is just a silent night, the faint scent of incense, a slightly cool night air, a soft bed, and the chirping of insects. Sophia smelled the knife. Carl smelled Sofia.

Carl’s fingers slipped inside Sofia’s clothes. Sophia, who was wearing a white one-piece pajama, flinched as she felt her clothes roll up. Carl’s hands were a little cold compared to Sofia’s body. Her hand, which had been tickling Sophia’s stomach, moved toward her side. It looks like her knife is hugging her. Sofia was worried about the silent knife from earlier. She asked as she hurriedly.

“What am I to Carl?”

Carl’s hand climbed up Sophia’s body. She felt the bra that covered her breasts come off. Sophia saw her knife. Carl was smiling softly. She didn’t know what he was thinking. He wanted to hear Carl’s voice. Sophia’s moist lips opened.

“Tell me.”
“I know. What are you to me?”
“I asked first.”
“Haha.”

Carl’s face and Sophia’s face came closer. My pounding heart started beating faster and faster, and Carl’s handsome face came into my eyes one by one. Sophia opened her lips in a slight daze. The body odor of the sword was wafting up. The slight smell of sweat and ink seems to go well with the smell of the night. Sophia swallowed. Why does the gulp sound so loud? Savage

The atmosphere was created on its own. Looking at Carl’s face, feeling the knife’s hand climbing up his body, the breath touching his face, the soft touch of the blanket, and the unique quietness of the night harmonized here and there, creating his own atmosphere.

Ruler. Here’s the sensibility for the first night. If you entrust your body to the hands holding you and enjoy yourself for a while, a wonderful night will embrace you. Smell the scent of the scented candle.

Carl’s lips gently touched Sophia’s and then fell. Carl laughed at this until now, but he put his hands on both sides of her, pulled her toward him, and gave her a proper answer at this moment when they kissed her again. Lips touching and falling. Combined with the previous one, a total of two bird kisses.

“Love you.”
“… “

Sophia blankly looked up at her knife. “Oh, I must be a real crybaby.” The corners of my eyes turned hazy, and tears flowed down my cheeks. The pillow got wet because I was lying on my side. Sophia, who had turned her head and rubbed her pillow against her pillow, wiping away tears, came closer to her knife’s bosom, then she said. “Tell me again.”

“Love you.”
“Once more… “
“Love you.”
“Really? Can I really trust you?”
“Huh. Love you.”
“… Thank god. Really, really.”

Carl’s hand hugged Sophia tightly. Her erect bottom rubbed against Sophia’s. Sophia noticed it too, but she said nothing, only shyly blushing. The knife partly moved her waist and rubbed it against Sophia’s. Sophia looked up at her sword, and the sword looked down at her Sophia. And the two kissed.

Lips and lips collide first. And the two lips begin to move. Procrastinate. If you stick your tongue out, the other person accepts it. When you don’t open your mouth wide enough, your tongue gently taps your teeth and knocks, and the other person’s tongue slowly comes out to meet you. So the two tongues intertwined.

The knife’s hand peels off Sofia’s undergarments. Sophia flinched and lifted her waist slightly to make it easier to peel her sword. Carl removed Sophia’s underwear and placed it on her lap. Sophia rubbed her knees and took off her underwear. Sophia’s cunt was already moist.

Sophia did not dodge the knife that came to kiss her again. When she closed her eyes, she could feel the touch of her lips and the touch of her body. It would make sense to take off the rest of the nightgown, but Carl’s hands were focused on stroking Sofia’s body, probably because he intended to take off his own clothes first and then Sofia’s.

She stroked his back gently and touched his buttock. He pulled Sophia’s ass towards him, brought Sophia’s cunt and Carl’s cock into contact, and then Carl placed Sophia on top of himself. With Carl lying on the bottom and Sofia on top. Carl, who had taken off all his clothes before he knew it, looked up at Sophia.

“How do you feel?”
“I’m happy Carl.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”

Carl grinned and stood up. She covered Sophia’s lips with her own, lifted her dress and inserted her own cock into her cunt, and squeezed her tight, knowing that her embarrassed expression bloomed on Sophia’s face. Hugging, in an instant, the two of them were sitting facing each other. Carl’s glans rode into Sophia’s cunt. Sophia was surprised and embarrassed, but she did not dare to pull it out.

“Should I have raped you?”

Carl said in a low voice. Sophia looked into Carl’s eyes, not knowing why. Carl’s eyes were self-deprecating. Carl began to shake Sophia’s mind prior to full-scale intercourse.

Sophia, who told her that she was happy with her words of love, how much pain she must feel at these words now. I was curious about it and felt like going crazy. Still, Carl continued to speak.

“If I had forcibly raped you before someone took your first, then I could have been your first man.”

Even though it was Carl Leben himself who took Sophia’s first step, Carl calmly and weakly spat out the words as if he hadn’t done the rape of the previous night. Words that arouse Sophia’s guilt.

“Even though I love you so much, I couldn’t be your first man.”
“Knife… That, … Sorry.”
“No. It’s not your fault. … Yes, it was my fault.”
“Yes? What’s wrong with Carl… “
“I should have eaten you before someone beat you. It’s my fault for waiting stupidly.”
“Wow!”

Carl laid Sophia down with terrifying force. Sophia was terrified. “Carl, what is this… ” Her pupils twitched in fear. Sophia’s mouth twitched.

It’s my first time, so please be considerate. She tried to say that and she did. But her words never came out of her lips. Sophia remembered the fact that she was not the first to be left behind. The guilt, the guilt blocked her mouth. Even though she was in fact a victim herself.

“Huh!”

Sophia saw the face of her sword as she climbed on top of her. A strange excitement overtook her because she remembered that this man was the man she loved herself, even though she was so afraid of the knife as she looked down at herself with her glistening eyes. Her heart was pounding madly. She was raised by her survival instinct as a life and her love as a woman. Her heart was focused on her work.

“You should have taken your virgin before someone raped you.”

Carl’s cock is roughly inserted into the vagina.

Sophia’s accepted Carl’s cock as if welcoming a familiar childhood friend.

“Knives, knives… Do you love me?”
“Uh.”
“Then. Let me offend The knife covers that terrible memory with a mess. So that only traces of the sword remain.”

Sophia gave a trembling laugh as she said.

*

I don’t know why she is so obsessed with saying that she loves women. Look at how easily she opens her crotch after telling me how many times she loves me. She would have been fine if she had picked it a little earlier. She wouldn’t mind if I told her she loved me after she ate it.

“I love you, Sophia.”

The night deepens.