Chapter 175 – Passion For Two 2 (R-18)
For a long time, they couldn’t tear themselves away from each other.
The kiss became almost painful in its intensity and passion, but it couldn’t go on forever.
— (Valkyrie). "Huuuh..."
Valkyrie was the first to take a sharp, ragged breath and throw her head back.
A thin, glistening thread of saliva stretched between their lips for a moment before disappearing.
Her heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly.
Her red eyes were misty, her lips swollen and glistening with moisture.
- (Valkyrie). "Phew... Phew..."
- (Me). "Phew... Phew..."
Sohen was breathing heavily, too.
For several long seconds, they simply stared at each other, trying to catch their breath.
The room was quiet, save for their ragged breathing and the distant, muffled sounds of the city at night beyond the large window.
- (Valkyrie). "Did you like my lips?"
- (Me). "Yes... They seem made for kissing."
- (Valkyrie). "Hehe..."
Valkyrie smiled slowly.
This smile was different... deeper, more predatory, with the same calm confidence she’d had when she first stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a single towel.
She sat up a little straighter, still holding his thighs with hers, and ran her fingertips across his chest through his red shirt.
Then she leaned in again, but... not toward his lips this time.
- (Me). "..."
At first, her soft, full lips touched his forehead.
A light, almost reverent kiss.
She lingered.
Her nose pressed against her hairline, and... Valkyrie took her first deep, slow breath.
- (Valkyrie). "Mmm..."
The sound was low, contented, almost a purr.
She inhaled again — longer, more eagerly, as if trying to absorb the scent of his skin and hair completely into herself.
Her damp platinum hair tickled his face and eyelids.
- (Me). "..."
(A scent fetish... I’ve never understood anything like that. Oh well, never mind.)
Sohen closed his eyes.
His hands gently squeezed her thighs, but he didn’t move and simply let her do whatever she wanted.
Valkyrie slid her lips down to his temple.
Another kiss.
Another deep breath.
She buried her fingers in his black hair at the nape of his neck and pulled his head back slightly, creating more space for herself.
Her lips touched his ear.
A light nibble on his earlobe.
Warm, moist breath, and again, his nose pressed against the skin just behind her ear, a long, noisy breath.
- (Valkyrie). "You smell... like the street... Unwashed... Just the way you should be!..."
- (Me). "..."
She whispered this right into his ear, her voice trembling with restrained pleasure.
Then her lips moved lower... to his neck.
- (Valkyrie). "Huuuh..."
At that point, the kisses became wetter and slower.
Valkyrie kissed, licked, and gently nibbled the sensitive skin above the artery, and every time her lips pulled away even for a moment, her nose immediately returned to take another deep breath.
The scent of his neck — warm, alive, with a barely perceptible salty hint of sweat after a walk... clearly affected her more deeply than any kiss.
She ran her tongue in a long stroke from the nape of his neck up to his chin, and on the way back lingered again, breathing it in.
- (Me). "..."
Sohen swallowed.
His cock was already throbbing painfully beneath his jeans, but Valkyrie was completely ignoring everything below his chest for now.
By the time she reached his collarbones, her hands were already fiddling with his shirt.
Her fingers found the first button.
A soft click.
Then the second.
The third.
She undid them slowly, accompanying each button with a kiss on the newly exposed skin and an obligatory deep breath.
- (Valkyrie). "Ahh..."
The red fabric parted.
His athletic chest and upper abdomen, with defined abs, were revealed.
- (Valkyrie). "..."
Valkyrie froze for a moment, staring.
Then her hands slid under the shirt sleeves and slowly pulled them higher, fully exposing his armpits.
- (Me). "..."
(Damn...)
Sohen felt the cool air on his extremely sensitive skin.
- (Valkyrie). "Haah..."
Valkyrie looked at his left armpit as if she were seeing something sacred.
Then, very slowly, almost trembling with anticipation, she leaned in.
At first, only her nose touched him.
It pressed against the soft, warm, slightly damp skin deep within his armpit.
Valkyrie closed her eyes and took her first breath.
A long one.
A deep one.
Almost desperate.
- (Valkyrie). "Haaah♡..."
- (Me). "..."
The sound was low, hoarse, and full of pure bliss.
She inhaled again, longer and more eagerly.
Her nose brushed against the skin, moving from the center of the hollow to its delicate edges.
The scent here was thicker, richer... more real.
After a walk, after her body had worked up a sweat, it was the armpit that retained what Valkyrie seemed to love more than anything else in the world.
She pressed herself closer.
Her entire face — nose, cheeks, lips... was immersed in soft warmth.
Valkyrie began to rub herself slowly against him, as if trying to rub his scent into her skin.
Her lips parted.
She kissed him — wet and deep.
Then she ran her tongue in a wide, slow stroke across his entire armpit, from bottom to top.
Again.
One more time.
Every movement of her tongue was accompanied by a new, loud inhalation.
She was literally "drinking in" his scent.
Her moans grew louder and louder — quiet, low, trembling sounds that she emitted directly into his skin.
- (Valkyrie). "Mmmph... Here... here it is..."
She whispered this without breaking contact, and her warm breath made Sohen’s muscles twitch slightly.
- (Me). "Hah..."
- (Valkyrie). "..."
Valkyrie sensed it.
She smiled slightly and continued with even greater fervor.
She kissed every millimeter.
She licked with slow, sweeping movements.
Sometimes she simply pressed her face as tightly as she could against him and breathed deeply and noisily through her nose, filling his lungs with her scent to the brim.
Her hand held his left arm firmly raised high above his head, not allowing him to lower it.
Her other hand caressed his chest, stomach, and sides, but her main focus was entirely on his armpit.
(Pervert...)
...
A long time had passed.
Exactly how long... Sohen could no longer say.
Valkyrie was in no hurry.
She explored his left armpit with such thoroughness and devotion as if it were the most important place on his entire body.
Her tongue traced slow circles.
Her lips sucked in the tender skin.
Her teeth would occasionally scrape lightly, and her nose kept returning, again and again, to take another greedy breath.
(When will this end and something... more interesting begin?)
Sohen could feel his cock growing harder and more painful, but he... kept pretending to be a log.
The young man only occasionally let out a quiet moan when her tongue brushed against a particularly sensitive spot.
His free hand rested on her back, his fingers slowly stroking her damp platinum hair.
(This hair seems strange somehow...)
When Valkyrie finally pulled away slightly from his left armpit, her face was already glistening.
Her lips were red and swollen.
A light blush covered her cheeks.
She ran her tongue over her own lips, as if savoring what remained, and slowly, very slowly, moved to her right side.
Her right armpit awaited her just as warm and fragrant.
- (Me). "..."
(Shit! Not again...)
Valkyrie repeated everything from the beginning, but this time even more slowly, savoring it even more.
First, just her nose.
A long, trembling inhalation that made her shoulders shudder.
Then her lips.
Her tongue.
She licked so slowly that every movement seemed to stretch on for whole seconds.
Her moans grew louder.
Sometimes she let out quiet, almost sobbing sounds of pleasure when the scent was especially strong.
— (Valkyrie). "Haah... Hehe... I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long. If it weren’t for ’her,’ I’d be enjoying this body every day... Oh well, that’s just how it turned out. The days of waiting were killing me, but now that we’re together... Hehe... HEHEHE... Damn it! It was worth the wait, hehehe..."
- (Me). "..."
(What on earth is she talking about? Also... her voice at the end didn’t sound like her usual self, and that scares me a little.)
Valkyrie bit the skin at the edge of his armpit a little harder than before and immediately soothed the spot with a long, wet flick of her tongue.
Then she buried her face completely again and took several short, greedy breaths in a row, as if she couldn’t get enough.
- (Me). "Phew..."
Sohen raised his right arm higher, helping her.
Valkyrie purred softly at this gesture.
Her hand gripped his wrist gratefully, while her lips and nose continued their work.
She lingered longer near his right armpit than near his left.
She kissed not only the armpit itself, but also the sensitive skin on the inside of his shoulder, on the upper part of his chest right next to the armpit, and on his side.
Every kiss, every touch of her tongue was invariably accompanied by a deep breath.
It was as if Valkyrie were building an entire ritual around his scent.
Sometimes she lifted her head just to look at him with eyes red and dark with desire, and then lowered it again, unable to tear herself away for long.
When she finally tore herself away from his other armpit with visible regret, her breathing was heavy and ragged.
The beauty ran the back of her hand over her lips, but immediately regretted it — as if she didn’t want to wipe away his scent.
- (Valkyrie). "Ah..."
Valkyrie leaned down further.
Her lips touched the center of his chest.
She kissed his sternum, then moved on to his left nipple.
She gently took it into her mouth, traced circles with her tongue, and bit down lightly.
- (Valkyrie). "Heh..."
- (Me). "Hah!..."
Between these actions, she would always press her nose against the skin around it, inhaling deeply.
Then she did the same with the right nipple.
She moved lower and lower with agonizing slowness.
- (Valkyrie). "Huuuh..."
The kisses followed the midline of his stomach.
Each was accompanied by a pause during which Valkyrie simply breathed in the moment... her nose pressed against his skin, her eyes closed, her face full of pure bliss.
- (Me). "..."
Sohen’s stomach tensed slightly beneath her lips.
Valkyrie felt these micro-movements and smiled, without breaking contact.
She reached his solar plexus.
She lingered there especially long.
She opened his shirt even wider, almost slipping it off his shoulders.
Her hands caressed his sides while her lips, tongue, and nose worked on his stomach.
- (Valkyrie). "Haaah... Hehe..."
Valkyrie kissed around his navel.
She traced slow, wet circles with her tongue.
Sometimes she would simply press her whole face against his soft stomach and breathe deeply and noisily, filling herself with the scent of his skin, which grew warmer and more fragrant the lower she went.
- (Me). "..."
(This isn’t the first time I’ve felt something like this, but... it’s impossible to get used to it.)
...
Valkyrie continued to "play" with Sohen.
Her lips kissed his stomach, and her nose sniffed at it.
Finally expecting more from Valkyrie, Sohen felt a certain joy when her hand "crossed the line" and slid even lower — her fingers stopped just a few centimeters from the firm, taut outline in his black boxers.
The young man could almost feel the warmth of her palm, but... at the last moment, the egirl suddenly stopped.
- (Valkyrie). "..."
- (Me). "???"
(What’s wrong with her? Why did she stop?)
Her lips froze against his skin.
Her breathing grew quiet for a moment.
Then Valkyrie rolled sharply, almost playfully, onto her side and ended up on her back right next to him.
Her platinum hair spilled across the pillow.
She lay naked, staring at the ceiling, and only the corners of her lips trembled slightly.
Sohen sat up slightly and slowly turned his head.
- (Me). "Um, Valkyrie..."
He wanted to ask what had happened, why she’d stopped so abruptly, but he didn’t get to finish.
- (Valkyrie). "Hehe..."
Valkyrie slowly turned her head toward him.
Her red eyes flashed.
That same sly, cunning smile he’d seen before appeared on her lips.
- (Valkyrie). "Well then..."
She paused briefly, deliberately savoring his surprise.
- (Valkyrie). "This time... it’s your turn to please me, hehe."
- (Me). "..."
(What?!...)
Sohen froze completely for a moment.
(Just look at this bitch! For about thirty minutes... or so it felt to me... she satisfied her own fetish and did whatever she wanted with me, but when it was time to do something pleasurable for the other person, she said... ’You got some affection from me, Sohen, so now I should get something nice too.’ So, everything that platinum-haired egoist did to me is considered an act in which only I received pleasure, right?! Well... I also enjoyed it, and I’ll honestly admit that, but... only about 20–30 percent — the rest was all about that brazen bitch’s own pleasure! That’s not fair. It’s not honest. That bold, fucking crazy vixen!!)
- (Valkyrie). "Hehe♡..."
Valkyrie, seeing a certain indignation appear in Sohen’s eyes, merely smiled even wider and slowly licked her lower lip.
Just as it seemed the young man was about to say something, Valkyrie’s hands slowly slid down her own body.
She spread her legs wider.
The fingers of both hands rested on the outer lips of her vagina and slowly, deliberately, pushed them apart.
- (Me). "???"
Her vagina was completely smooth and clean-shaven.
The inner labia were swollen, dark pink, and glistening with moisture.
From the very center, from a narrow opening, a clear, sticky fluid was already oozing profusely.
It slowly trickled down, leaving glistening trails on her crotch and even a little on the sheet beneath her.
A few thick drops broke away and fell as she kept herself exposed to his gaze.
- (Valkyrie). "..."
Valkyrie looked up at him.
Her red eyes shone with anticipation.
She slowly ran her tongue over her lips again and said in a quiet, slightly hoarse voice:
- (Valkyrie). "Go down on me... give me cunnilingus, Sohen."
- (Me). "..."
She parted her lips a little wider with her fingers, showing him even more clearly just how wet she already was.
- (Valkyrie). "I want to feel your tongue... right here."
- (Me). "..."
(Cunnilingus...)