I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

100 – Happiness (5)

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We chewed and ate the winter berries Sylvia brought in silence.

Both I and Sister Sylvia were sitting slightly away from each other with their faces bright red and their eyes downcast.

Her confession made the listener as embarrassed as the speaker.

Thanks to this, the atmosphere quickly became awkward.

Even now, we are both naked without even a single layer of clothing on, and we have already touched each other’s lower stomach several times last night and even before that, so it was surprising that this shame still remains even now.

I wanted to somehow shake off this awkward atmosphere, but I couldn’t because her words from earlier kept ringing in my head.

‘I like it… I like it. Ash is treating me carelessly. ‘I love it when Ash gives me orders… I love it.’

Oh my god,

My face heats up again.

Of course, I knew it vaguely, but still, directly from the mouth of Sylvia, a warrior famous for being strong and beautiful,

The scene where someone confesses that they want to be dominated by someone like me, which can be commonly seen anywhere in the world, was so surreal that I couldn’t believe it even when I saw it with my own eyes.

The only sounds inside the hut were rustling and gulping.

I still kept her head down and carefully rolled her eyes to look at my older sister, Sylvia, who was sitting next to her.

Because I didn’t have the courage to turn her head, the only thing that caught my eye was her slim, strong white legs.

She must have been so embarrassed that she kept wiggling her toes, unable to keep them still.

It was very cute to see her crossing her left and right feet with her ten toes curled up and rubbing the sole of her foot against the instep of the opposite foot.

Even the feet are lovely.

From her pure white toes to a strand of golden hair.

Every part of her was lovely.

I took her breath quietly without her hearing, and spoke to her with all her heart.

“Over there,”

“Over there…”

Oh my!

We opened our mouths at the same time and looked down at the floor again, swallowing what we were trying to say like a snail’s eyes that roll inward and hide when touched.

Her feet and legs, which reached the edge of her vision, gradually turned red.

It seems that he was so embarrassed that he turned bright red from his toes.

Or maybe I rubbed it too much that my skin got hot.

I bit my lip and tried to gather courage once more.

“Speak first.”

The courage to hand it over to her.

“Ash first…”

“I asked first, so please tell me first.”

“… Um, that is…”

Sister Sylvia stuttered and opened her mouth in a crawling voice.

Oh my god, who could believe that the girl next to me right now is the hero who cut off her demon lord’s head?

“You know… Ash, I’m just asking just in case…”

Her voice was very thin and faint.

To prevent the unfortunate incident of interrupting her thinly-continuing conversation with an answer that seemed like a quip for no reason, I pursed her lips and only nodded at her.

Sister Sylvia exhaled through her mouth and asked.

“You didn’t like it?”

“…?”

“Are you even disappointed? “Because I like that… thing?”

“…Yes?”

She started asking absurd questions that stemmed from her useless worries.

“Are you forcing me to do something you don’t want to do?”

“…No?”

“Ash… I didn’t even know… I didn’t even know I had tastes like that before I met Ash…”

“No… I wasn’t disappointed.”

“Really…?”

I slowly turned her head and looked at her.

She was sitting with her knees hugged and her face buried between them.

Through her platinum-like hair, her new red ears were visible, contrasting with her pure white legs.

I answered as if I was possessed.

“Yes.”

“Then why aren’t you answering anything?”

“Yes?”

“…I was disappointed as expected.”

The silence and awkwardness caused by her shame seemed to have given her the illusion of something about herself.

Will I ever be disappointed or dislike her?

Because you want to treat me carelessly?

Well, I’ve never been particularly interested in other people’s love stories, so I don’t know much about what other men like about the opposite s*x, but is there at least a man who would refuse this luxury?

I want to be treated rudely, I want to listen to orders.

It may not be a sweet conversation between lovers, but no man would refuse such a request.

A shameful eccentricity that a loved one confesses with difficulty while blushing may certainly embarrass the other person in some cases, but is there a man in this world who would not be delighted by the demand to be dominated by him?

Although I had no knowledge of fornication, I was able to do it without any hindrance just by following my instincts. This time, I also concluded what my instincts told me.

None. Such a man.

At least not me.

“Sylvia.”

I called her by just her name, excluding her title, like I did last night.

My voice was shaking very much.

Just like the girl who is shaking now.

I tried to sing in a rather cocky manner, but my shaky voice, which was not drowned out by sweet cooing or excited breathing, sounded very comical.

I didn’t spit it out because I was in a bad mood, so I was also very embarrassed.

Sister Sylvia, or rather Sylvia, stayed still with her body stiffened, but her foot at the end of her leg was shaking slightly and tapping on the floor, as if she was expecting something from her.

“Lift your head…”

As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly raised her head.

You can see the anticipation in her red eyes.

I dropped the fruit in her hand onto her floor and slowly approached her.

I could see her hands clenching tightly.

If she was wearing clothes, she would have been holding on to the hem of her skirt.

Her head suddenly heated up at the sight of her fragility, which seemed quite refreshing.

I slowly caressed her cheek and slowly opened her mouth.

My voice no longer trembled.

“Close your eyes.”

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The night was deep again.

Ash, who was tired from making love to her last night and throughout the day, was lying on her floor, sleeping.

In fact, there was nothing else to do other than that.

The deer skin was waiting to dry, and there was not even the slightest preparation to go hunting.

Of course, Sylvia could go out and hunt with her bare body and sword, but she wouldn’t let Ash do that, and she, too, didn’t want to be away from Ash while he was awake. Didn’t

It was virtually obvious what would happen if two people who loved each other spent all day together, even bare-chested.

Winter,

The season of death, when the soldiers being trained and the people they were traveling with all died one by one.

Sylvia, who had lived her whole life watching at least one person die every winter, naturally came to dislike winter.

But, perhaps for the first time in my life,

Sylvia liked this winter.

It was very cold because I had no clothes, but it was also very warm… No, it was a winter so hot that my whole body heated up.

Sylvia smiled happily as she stroked the head of the lovely man who burned her winter.

“Really… I have to leave now, but my legs are shaking… It’s all because of Ash.”

Sylvia muttered softly to herself.

Although the words were a light criticism of Ash, there was not a single trace of resentment or harshness toward Ash visible on her face.

Anyone who has seen Sylvia over the past few years… No, including her Academy days before that, has never seen even a single moment of her affection, and only her bright eyes, filled with affection, are shining on her face. Was walking away

A precious person who was finally recovered.

A person who has already become much more important to me than my sister Maria.

Sylvia placed her lips on the sleeping Ash’s forehead.

She then carefully removed her hand from Ash’s hair and slowly raised her body.

Just like she said to herself, her legs were really shaking.

Ash had been bothering her all day, so she deserved it.

Silvia smiled dizzyingly, then she lifted her leg very slowly and took a very careful step forward.

Is it because she is careful not to make any noise, or is it because her legs are still not working due to her intense love affair with Ash?

Silvia, who was walking at a slower pace than usual, slowly staggered towards the outside of the cabin.

Just like yesterday and the day before yesterday.

“Huh…”

After she left the cabin, Sylvia was finally able to breathe comfortably.

It was because she was very careful that Ash might wake up from his sleep.

Sylvia blinked her eyes skillfully and waited for her eyes to get used to the dark night.

From the time she lost Ash to now when she got him back,

For almost several months, Sylvia could not sleep at all.

She wasn’t going to die from lack of sleep anyway, so she didn’t even want to sleep.

Appetite, desire to sleep, and s*x drive.

She said that there are three unbearable desires in humans, and among them, the appetite and the desire to sleep, which are directly related to her life, seemed to have completely disappeared from the day her Ash disappeared.

In contrast, her s*xual desire, which had nothing to do with her life, did not go away, but rather grew bigger day by day.

Ever since she met Ash again, she had been unable to control herself.

It was as if all my appetite and desire for sleep had been replaced by s*xual desire.

“I hope so.”

Sylvia muttered that and smiled.

She doesn’t need food or a place to sleep to survive. If she needs Ash as much as she does to survive, is there anything more romantic than that?

Sylvia thought so.

Her satisfaction and fulfillment, her desire for exclusiveness and affection spread like a fire in her fields and boiled over like a bubbling pot.

She

Said she loved, but she wanted to say she loved.

I guess it’s because even the words “I love you” Can’t fully express my love.

Sylvia clutched her breasts and twisted her body.

Ash, Ash.

A name that makes electricity flow through her entire body just by calling it.

Sylvia hugged her arms.

Even the chill of the cold winter night could not quell her heat.

However, she had work to do, so Sylvia slowly raised her head and looked in front of her.

Her red eyes, which had become accustomed to the darkness, had adapted to being able to vaguely distinguish her surroundings.

She muttered as she slowly walked out of the lake.

“Now then, how much did you play today?”