Chapter 60 : You’re wet…?

The situation of being pinned down in the middle of the living room.

“Hng, w-wait a second…!”

“You want more?”

Her breath came out heated.

Yena already looked excited to the tips of her hair.

It seemed like her rationality had flown away… This was bad.

Her hands pressed down on my shoulders, her legs straddling my sides, completely restraining me.

“I said, w-wait…! Don’t interpret it weirdly!”

“You told me to?”

“D-drink first…”

“Yeah. Let’s do it properly?”

Her response was more rational than I expected.

It’d be weird if she lost all reason just from that.

Either way, it was good for me.

At least there was a chance to negotiate.

“Ahem… Master…?”

“Mhm. Haah, hh… Yeah.”

The moment she heard that, Yena’s body trembled weakly.

“Master.”

“Hhh… Speak.”

The corners of her lips curled up as if reaching for the sky.

Was she really that happy?

It was just roleplay.

It wasn’t like she’d actually become my master.

But Yena seemed to place a lot of meaning on being called “Master.”

No wonder her expression looked strange every time I called her that.

“This isn’t right, ah—”

“…You’re good at this.”

“No, that’s not— Hng…!”

My words were cut off by something pressing firmly against my thigh.

Since both her hands were on my shoulders, it must’ve been her knee.

Soon, that knee slid between my legs.

With no other choice, I hurriedly forced out the words I’d planned.

“M-Master! If you do it already, w-won’t it be a waste? Ahaha…”

The only thing I could do in this situation was delay the main event.

“That’s true.”

It really was too early.

After all the effort to get me into this maid outfit, it’d be a shame to take it off in less than five minutes.

That was the excuse I came up with.

But even after agreeing, Yena didn’t move away.

“Ngh… Then get off me…”

The knee between my legs felt awkward.

It was suffocating.

Instead, she pressed even closer, as if scheming something.

Suddenly, she brought her mouth near my chin and—

“Ahn.”

“Eek…!”

Her lips touched somewhere between my neck and collarbone.

My body twitched at the wet sensation of her tongue.

Should I push her away or pull her closer?

If I pushed her, she’d just get more excited and pounce.

But if I pulled her in, she’d probably accuse me of seducing her first…

“Hh… It hurts…”

I tried resisting a little, but it had no effect.

In the end, I chose to just take it.

Her teeth sank into my delicate skin.

Suddenly, I remembered the time she bit my shoulder.

Without thinking, I wrapped my arms tightly around her.

Maybe the reason I didn’t push her away was because my feelings for her had grown stronger.

Sink. Her teeth dug deeper into my flesh.

The unfamiliar pain spread from my collarbone throughout my body.

“Nghhk…”

“Slurp, schlick.”

Luckily, she didn’t bite as deep as before.

Luckily… if you could even call it that.

Yena soon released her teeth and licked the wound with her tongue and lips.

“Lick, schlurp.”

“Hhhng…!”

The ticklish sensation made my waist jerk repeatedly.

Each twitch was blocked by her knee, forcing me back into place.

“Mwah, huu…”

Suddenly, she pushed off with her legs and stood up.

Then, she immediately slid her arms under my legs and back.

“Eek?! P-put me down…!”

My vision lurched upward, startling me.

I grabbed Yena’s neck to keep from falling.

This was too sudden—what was she planning?

Was she going to carry me to the bed and… have her way with me?

I could feel my heart pounding.

Yena, pressed so close, must’ve felt it too.

I squeezed my eyes shut, imagining what was to come.

Would she use a sex toy or something?

No, just her fingers alone were enough to make me dizzy.

‘Can’t she just use her hands…?’

It hadn’t been long since I’d passed out from fingering myself.

“Ah…?”

But contrary to my expectations, my feet touched the floor.

I steadied myself and met her gaze, eyes full of confusion.

What was the reason for this sudden change?

Was she testing me?

“Pfft, what were you expecting?”

“W-well, obviously, that—”

“Your face says it all… Were you hoping for something like that?”

“Ngh…”

Her finger suddenly pushed into my mouth.

Too flustered to even close my lips.

I shook my head frantically in denial.

Of course not.

It wasn’t like I was some sex-crazed maniac.

Just because the mood got a little heated didn’t mean I was imagining going to the bed—

“Mmphfhh—”

“Right? Wrong? Hehe, let me check real quick.”

Her other hand moved downward.

‘…No.’

I stepped back sharply, avoiding her touch.

I didn’t want her to find out how wet I already was.

My thighs rubbed together instinctively.

The sticky sensation below…

There was no doubt slickness had dripped down to my thighs.

“Haa, no, that’s not it. D-didn’t you put me down because you had something to do? L-let’s do that.”

Riding on my panic, I spat out words rapid-fire.

She wouldn’t have put me down for no reason.

I didn’t know what she’d ask, but anything was less embarrassing than a wetness check.

“Ah, right. That.”

“…”

“You went through the trouble of putting on a maid outfit—wouldn’t it be a waste to just jump you?”

“…Right.”

“Come here.”

She walked over to the table nearby.

Opening a drawer near the sink, she pulled out—

‘…A towel?’

A small one.

Too small for post-shower use, but perfect for wiping desks.

“Can you wipe the table? With this.”

“…Huh?”

Wasn’t this too wholesome for the current mood?

I took it hesitantly, but the question marks in my mind wouldn’t stop.

“Uh… Sure?”

“Yeah.”

What kind of weird fantasy was this?

Cursing her internally, I wiped the wooden table.

Starting from the bottom, moving sideways, then up—my hand worked in all directions.

“Bend your waist more.”

“Huh…?”

A displeased tone.

Yena, sitting behind me, criticized my posture.

Glancing back, I saw her crouched, hugging her knees.

Only then did I realize what she really wanted.

‘If I bend over, she can stare from below…!’

Classic Yena-level perversion.

Or was I just slow to notice?

As if telling me to stop thinking, an eerie voice reached my ears.

“Hurry… Before I pounce on you right now.”

“W-what kind of threat is that…!”
“Can’t a master do at least that much?”
“Ngh…”

If she was just going to look… maybe it’d be fine.
I squeezed my eyes shut and steadied myself.

‘I already planned to give her everything today.’
I hadn’t expected this, but it wasn’t like I hated it.

“Fine…”
“Hhh…”

I bent forward, arms stretched out.
As my upper body lowered, my hips naturally pushed back—
which meant my ass was now on full display.

“You’re soaked…?”
“Kkh—! W-why would you—?!”

Flustered, I spun around and yanked my skirt down.
The way my stomach clenched after hearing those words? That’d stay a secret.

“What’re you doing? Disobeying orders?”
“No… Just—just look, okay? S-stop saying weird stuff…”
“Fine, fine.”
“Tch…”

Between my legs felt even wetter than before.
As if to prove it wasn’t my imagination, a trickle of slickness dripped down my inner thigh.

Of course, Yena’s gaze locked onto it.
Her pupils trailed slowly from top to bottom.

Trembling, I had no choice but to obey my “master.”
I turned back and resumed scrubbing the table—
but focus was impossible now.

Every nerve screamed that she’d reach out and touch me any second.
‘Would that actually be better…?’
At least this absurd pantomime would end.

Midway through that reckless thought—
“Hhyk—?!”

A hot breath hit me directly below.
The sensation was unmistakably human.
Yena had crept up behind me without a sound.

‘No way. When did she—?!’
But I didn’t dare pull my hips back.
What if I accidentally shoved myself into her face?

Testing the space behind me, my foot brushed something soft—
her.

At the same moment, my skirt flipped up, exposing me completely.

“What… are you doing—”
“Haaah~.”
“Kkh—!”

My back arched violently.
Only my grip on the table kept me from collapsing.

‘This is—this is too much. I can’t—’
Rational thought dissolved.
All I could do was whimper as her breath teased me.

“Mwah.”
“Nnh—! Hhk!”

Now her lips were on me.
So much for her promise not to touch.

“Wait, what are you— Nnh…!”

In an instant, her arms wrapped around my thighs.
I felt the press of her chest against the backs of my knees.

“Hhyub—! N-no…! S-stop…!”

But my pleas were useless—
her mouth was already there.

Trapped between the table and Yena, escape was impossible.
I tried straightening up to push her away—

‘She’s only reaching deeper…!’

Her nose dug into the cleft of my ass, forcing me to bend forward again.

“I-it smells…! Let go—at least let me wash—”
“Not at all. Sniff…”
“Hahk—! I-It feels weird, weird…!”

Skin-to-skin.
Actual contact.

Beneath the lifted skirt, Yena ravaged me without restraint.