Having just finished showering, Laika’s red hair was soaked like Iris’s.
Through the loosely worn shower gown, his toned chest was visible.
Iris, who absentmindedly let her eyes travel down his body, blushed at his playful voice.
“Careful, Glasses. Why are you staring so intently? You saw enough earlier.”
“I’m not even wearing glasses right now…”
Iris pouted and grumbled, rubbing her flushed cheeks with her hands and nibbling her lips.
She was annoyed at Laika for teasing her right after she had been caught staring blankly.
Seeing her reaction, Laika’s eyes curved into a round smile.
He spread out one arm as if inviting her to come closer, and Iris hesitated before carefully leaning into his embrace.
The same scent of body wash lingered, giving her an odd feeling.
Laika pulled her slender waist toward him with his large hands, then carefully examined her face.
In his brown eyes, which looked as if they had been coated with native honey, a thin film shimmered.
Just as his fingers were about to touch, Iris squeezed her eyes shut.
Laika brushed her thick eyelashes upward with a long finger and whispered softly,
“You’re still wearing lenses? You should take them out since we’re about to sleep.”
“N-no, later. They’re disposable, so I just take them out and throw them away before bed anyway.”
“You’re going to take the time to remove your lenses?”
Iris didn’t immediately catch Laika’s meaning and stared blankly before her shoulders twitched.
The implication behind his words was that he wouldn’t even give her the chance to take out the lenses before pushing her further.
Her cheeks, already flushed, turned bright red.
Iris lightly tapped Laika’s shoulder with her fist and glared at him with a pout.
“I said just once…”
“Hah, Iris. After experiencing it, you still don’t get it? You think I have the stamina to be satisfied with just one time?”
“We did it twice earlier… ugh.”
Iris didn’t dislike being with Laika—in fact, she liked it very much—but she was still not used to it and found it overwhelming.
Besides, Laika’s manhood wasn’t exactly average in size…
She gasped sharply as his hand roughly pulled at her waist.
The gown she had loosely wrapped around herself opened, and their chests pressed together without any gap.
His long fingers swept back the disheveled strands of Iris’s bangs.
The playful spark in his blue eyes just moments ago had now been replaced by a smoldering passion.
“The night is short, so let’s stop talking and start talking with our bodies.”
Laika, holding Iris tightly, opened the master bedroom door and stepped inside.
He immediately laid her down on the large bed placed in the center.
Iris’s chest bounced heavily as she was laid down roughly, the gown threatening to fall off.
Laika discarded the gown and climbed onto the bed, trapping her between his legs as he gazed down at her.
Under the soft lighting, his flawless body, clad in nothing but skin, gleamed pale.
Every inch of his body was covered in muscle, forming a perfect inverted triangle.
She had seen him like this in magazines and many other times—even just moments ago on the sofa—but no matter how many times she saw it, his sculpted physique took her breath away.
Not a single minor scar was visible.
If he was a Villain, he would probably have at least one or two wounds, but perhaps he managed everything meticulously for his work as an Actor.
Iris took a moment to admire Laika’s body thoroughly, but when he bent over her, she quickly averted her gaze.
Afraid of being caught peeking.
Laika enveloped Iris in a sudden embrace and slowly untied the straps of her gown, exhaling hot breath.
“Haah, you should take this off and lie down.”
“You don’t even give me a chance to take it off…”
“That’s true.”
When Iris teased him, Laika smiled with a squint and agreed.
The gown’s straps came undone quickly, and as Iris raised her arms to remove it, Laika’s hand slid between her legs.
He cupped the lemon-gold pubic hair with one hand, kneading it as he murmured in a low voice,
“How did it feel while showering?”
“What do you mean…?”
“You must have felt empty. That tight cock of mine came out, so it probably felt strange.”
Iris showed a look of disgust and lightly tapped Laika’s shoulder.
How could he say such naughty things with a straight face?
And it wasn’t just words; his hands were equally unrestrained.
Laika pressed Iris’s round breasts against his chest and used his fingers to part the flesh, softly stimulating the bulging tips.
Turning his palm over, he pressed his middle finger several times, exposing the sensitive skin and causing her clitoris to swell with arousal.
Her brown eyes glazed over with desire as the sensitive area was teased.
She grabbed Laika’s shoulder, biting her lips.
“I don’t know… hmm.”
“Don’t play dumb. It’s your own hole—if you don’t know, who will?”
Laika teased Iris with his mouth while his hands busily continued their ministrations.
His fingers, buried between her large labia, moved up and down slowly in a steady rhythm.
He circled her clitoris painfully slowly, then suddenly shook it rapidly, pushing and pulling in all directions.
Iris emitted a breathy whimper as his fingers slipped down to explore her vaginal opening.
He scooped out the wetness pooled there and spread it over the swollen flesh.
After multiple strokes, the folds of her vulva were soaked and slick.
“Hnn, ah, yes… ah!”
“If you want my cock inside, you have to open up. It probably tightened again while you were showering.”
Iris’s eyes widened as she let out a startled cry.
Her sensitive, heated entrance was invaded by Laika’s fingers after two rounds of lovemaking.
His long fingers explored the ridged inner walls, curling to thoroughly rub the inside.
He inserted another finger, and the two spread apart like scissors, stretching the inner walls wide.
With shallow moans, Iris scratched Laika’s shoulder until her nails left marks, then exhaled deeply as his fingers withdrew.
“I think your pussy’s loosened up enough now…”
Laika licked the thick wetness from his fingers as if showing them off, then raised his upper body to look down at her chest.
Iris’s breasts were marked with faint bruises he had left behind.
“You’ve got marks on your breasts. Maybe because they’re big, a few won’t be noticeable. I should make more so no other guy can see them.”
“Ah, ugh, it hurts… huh.”
Laika lowered his head and bit the pale skin around her nipple.
Iris frowned as he bit harder than she expected.
When she shivered, Laika eased up.
“Okay, okay. No need to be dramatic.”
Still attached to her breast, he laughed and sucked the soft skin until his cheeks hollowed, then bit a few more times.
When he pulled away, red marks resembling bruises stained the saliva-moistened flesh.
Satisfied, Laika left a few more marks on her breasts.
Alternating between both breasts, he left four more bruises before wiping the corner of his mouth with a contented expression.
“Now that you’ve got bite marks, it’ll be hard to cuddle with anyone else for a while.”
“Stop saying things like that, ah, uh.”
They weren’t officially a couple, but that was hardly something to say after what just happened.
Even if she had no plans to be with anyone else right now, it still felt unfair.
Probably for a while, at least.
About to scold him, Iris turned her head as a wave of heat radiated from her chest.
Laika had opened his mouth wide and sucked her breast deeply.
He pursed his lips, pulling the erect nipple taut, then bit the delicate flesh at the tip.
Inside his mouth, his tongue rolled the nipple this way and that, flicking and probing the sensitive spot.
His thick tongue lightly licked, then jabbed and rapidly shook the nipple side to side.
“Hk, ah, hyaa, that feels good, uh!”
Iris pulled Laika’s head closer to her breast and let out an aroused moan.
Pressing his head deeper into her chest made her lower abdomen tingle.
“This damn breast—no matter how much you suck, it never gets old. I was dying thinking about it in the shower. It’s a withdrawal symptom stronger than cigarettes.”
“Ugh, ah, hhh.”
Laika sucked noisily on her breast as he spread her legs wide.
He brought his already fully hard, pre-cum-dripping cock to her entrance.
When the bare flesh of his cock touched her sensitive spot, Iris gasped in pleasure, then hastily closed her legs.
“W-wait. Laika, no bare…”
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