4
Sudden as it was, drifters were always like this. They never gave you time to slowly build up feelings. Perhaps it was because their time in any one place was limited.
His straightforward demeanor washed away the lingering anxiety brought on by the Divine Power. Felix now seemed like any other ordinary drifter. If he had some sort of ulterior motive, he wouldn’t have lunged at me so recklessly without any warning. Regardless, it was a relief if he lacked the social awareness to notice anything. With the doubts cleared from my mind, I found no reason to hold back anymore and rested my hands on his back.
Besides, it was a cold, snowy night. If there was something to soothe the boredom, I was more than willing to oblige.
“Do you want to go to my room?”
After a long while, he pulled his lips away, tentatively asking as he toyed with my hair and shoulder.
“Sure.”
I dropped the polite act and spoke to him casually. It was honestly getting annoying trying to maintain a courteous facade all by myself when we looked to be about the same age, especially without getting any of that respect in return. Despite my sudden shift in attitude, Felix didn’t seem surprised; he merely offered a quiet smile.
While sitting face-to-face on the bed and kissing, Felix trailed the hand that had been caressing my cheek downward, untying the laces at the front of my clothes. Following his lead, I brought my hands to the buttons of his shirt. As my fingertips lightly brushed against his skin while undoing the buttons, I could feel his muscles growing tauter, flexing in response to my touch.
Everywhere his hands wandered, a pleasant shiver ran down my spine. Breaking the kiss and opening my eyes, I met his deep, intense gaze.
Soon after, Fel tossed his own garments aside and stripped me bare as well. Cupping each other’s faces, we locked lips once more and pressed our bodies flush against one another. I loved the sensation of that comforting warmth spreading through my entire body.
I moved, rubbing my body against his. Felix’s hand, which had been stroking down my spine, suddenly halted. A moment later, he rested his forehead against my shoulder and let out a low sigh.
“What’s wrong?”
“I can’t hold back anymore.”
“Huh? Ah…!”
Felix promptly shoved me down into the sheets and climbed on top of me. Just like that, the pleasurable foreplay came to an abrupt end.
I felt his cock urgently seeking out my entrance and shoving its way inside. My eyes scrunched shut on instinct, my face twisting in pain. However, Felix, who was already holding me in a bone-crushing embrace, entirely missed my visual cues. In the end, I could only let out a startled gasp as I was swept away by a force akin to a gale.
“Ah!”
Sadly, I never got the chance to ride him on that bed. He kept me pinned down from start to finish, and because he was pressing down with so much force, it felt like absolute hell for the one trapped underneath.
On top of that, the power behind his thrusts while we were connected down below was so brutal that it felt like my internal organs were going to rupture in more ways than one.
“Ugh, ah…”
How could he be this damn rough? I had honestly thought he was quite a good kisser. Whenever I tried to express my discomfort and pushed at his shoulders, he only clung tighter and pounded into me harder.
“Nngh, it hurts…!”
“Sorry, …I’m sorry.”
Could you stop just apologizing and actually let me enjoy this a little? This is seriously no fun. I’m no greenhorn who goes crazy over nothing but mindless, overwhelming pounding. It wasn’t that I hated it, but having the intensity dialed to maximum from beginning to end simply wasn’t my preference. I wanted to match each other’s tempo, to leisurely explore and savor every movement of our hips.
Finally losing my temper, I bit down on his ear a little harder than necessary. Only then did Felix freeze, pulling back to look at my face. Following my lead as I gasped for air, he briefly caught his own breath. But it wasn’t long before he was rushing in to kiss me again, wrapping his arms around me leaving no space between us.
It was stifling. Dizzying. Exhausting. I felt like I was going to suffocate to death. Was this what a lump of dough felt like when being squashed flat?
Eventually, I grew so tired of begging him to slow down and ease up that I just gave up and surrendered my body to the assault. I flopped around like a ragdoll for a long time—flipping when he flipped me, folding when he folded me—until Felix finally sensed that something was wrong. Hesitating, he pulled himself away.
“…Yiel?”
“…”
“Are you okay?”
I was not okay. And it was far too late to pretend to care now. Already thoroughly sulking, I glared at him, shooting him a silent curse. Flustered, Felix helped me sit up and lean against the headboard. Looking a bit tense, he cautiously asked.
“Do you want some water?”
I didn’t answer, but Felix took it upon himself to walk over to the table and pour a glass. Staring down at the cup held delicately in my two hands, I took a sip. My trembling arms must have looked precarious, because Felix quickly placed his hands over mine to help me hold it.
“Ah…”
I didn’t even have the strength to swallow properly, letting a little water spill from my lips. Felix gently wiped my chin and mouth with his fingers. Despite the roughness of his fingertips, the surprisingly tender gesture melted my anger a little. More than anything, it was the inexplicable warmth in his worried, attentive gaze that did the trick. I really was such an easy woman.
Still, I wasn’t completely over it, so the voice that barely managed to escape my lips sounded rather sullen even to my own ears.
“My whole body is numb.”
At those words, Felix immediately began massaging my arms and shoulders. The sensation of his warm hands kneading my muscles wasn’t bad at all. As I let out an involuntarily languid sigh, his hands slowed down slightly. The massage gradually transitioned into gentle, suggestive strokes, and I found myself nodding off—until my eyes snapped open with a , only to find his face buried between my legs.
“Ah…!”
I gripped handfuls of his hair. The sensation of his eager sucking sent electrifying jolts right through me. Felix drove me to a climax just like that, then lightly bit the inside of my thigh as he peered up at me. Those puppy-like, obedient eyes were absolutely wicked.
And here I thought I never wanted to do it with Felix again.
My anger had completely vanished.
*
There’s a saying that sex is a lot like horseback riding. Given that both require connection and technique, I wholeheartedly agree with that sentiment to some extent.
Felix had managed to redeem himself a bit at the very end, but overall, it had honestly been disappointing. Rather than riding a horse, it felt more like I had been dangling from the saddle, being dragged across the dirt. In other words, it was all pain and no gain.
Even so, I accepted a brief romantic relationship with him afterward. When he actually asked me out, I had gotten inexplicably annoyed and pinched both his cheeks, but I let it slide with just that. Very few men had ever asked to officially date me, as my encounters were usually one-night stands or, at most, partnerships lasting only a few days.
“Yiel.”
“Yeah?”
I was cooking in front of the hearth when Felix, who had sneaked up right behind me, whispered in my ear. The moment I turned my head, he captured my lips. He pressed into me hard enough to push my upper body back, then pulled away with a loud smack, flashing a playful grin. Stirring the pot with a ladle, I scolded him.
“I told you, you’re not supposed to be in the kitchen.”
“It’s fine. I’m just here to run an errand.”
Felix gestured toward a box near the entrance with his eyes. Glancing over, I saw it was filled with ingredients. He had probably half-snatched it from Yumir’s hands under the pretext of helping out for exercise. There was no way she would willingly make a guest do chores.
Yumir had already caught on to my relationship with Felix. Coincidentally, the morning after we first slept together, I bumped right into her while walking out of his room. It was far too early for me to be clocking in, and Yumir immediately wore an expression that said she understood exactly what was going on.
Rifts between worlds had torn open, ushering in an era teeming with drifters who made their living through adventuring and monster hunting. And in an industry that catered to such individuals, a one-night stand between an employee and a guest was a common occurrence, so Yumir was likely used to it.
Yumir’s personality wasn’t one to gossip or meddle in someone’s private life anyway, so she hadn’t said much at the time. Lately, however, things had been getting a bit risky.
“Tsk… I’m really not a fan of this.”
“…I-I’m sorry.”
The problem was that Felix made it way too obvious. Sure, I hadn’t planned on going out of my way to hide it, but I never intended to flaunt it like this either. I just wanted to go about my usual daily routine. Yet the moment I accepted his confession, Felix started acting like he was marking his territory in every direction, practically broadcasting, or
“I’m not saying it’s your fault.”
“Haha…”
“It’s just my personal complaint. I wish you’d tone it down a bit since there are other guests around.”
“Okay…”
“When someone with as much presence as you acts like that, it makes the whole atmosphere around us feel stifling. Especially when it’s quiet like this.”
I could honestly deal with those sickeningly sweet, lovesick eyes of his; that was actually rather cute. Felix’s real problem was that he absolutely refused to leave my side.
