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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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“I’ll eat you up…?”
Her words, spoken in a sweet voice, were so absurd that I was speechless.
‘What is she doing…?’
I pretended to be asleep, to see what she would do next.
She placed her hand on my chest. The familiar citrus scent tickled my nose. Her hair brushed against my face.
“You’re not waking up? Then…”
She began unbuttoning my shirt, her fingers moving quickly.
She was serious. I opened my eyes.
“Do you know what time it is…? What are you doing…?”
“You were awake. Wake up.”
River was on top of me, a faint blush on her cheeks, a playful smile on her lips.
“…What is this…?”
“You heard me. I’m here to kidnap you.”
Kidnap me? A girl, sneaking into a boy’s dorm? It was absurd. But then, I remembered that only boys were prohibited from entering the girls’ dormitory. The opposite was allowed.
She was wearing a thin dress, something I had never seen her wear before.
It revealed her shoulders, her thighs, even a hint of her blue undergarments. It was… revealing, emphasizing her toned physique. She looked… beautiful.
She had always been beautiful, of course. But this was… different.
But… this was still too sudden, too unexpected. Was it a prank? A hidden camera?
‘…He looked at me like that…’
That was a risk I couldn’t take. The embarrassment would be unbearable.
“This isn’t funny. What are you, a hormonal teenager?”
“Yes… I think so.”
“…Think so?”
“I think I’m a hormonal teenager.”
I was speechless. What was she talking about?
“I’m feeling… restless… It’s a full moon tomorrow.”
I glanced at the window. The moon was almost full.
“Do you know that feeling… when your blood boils… under a full moon?”
“Are you a werewolf…?”
A full moon? That was absurd. Only beastmen, or werewolves reacted to it. She seemed serious, though.
The Seymour family’s crest was a white wolf. Perhaps there was some… truth to her words. ‘Wait… something’s odd.’
I looked at her closely. Her flushed cheeks, her rapid breathing, her amber eyes… they were glowing, a faint golden light, reflecting the moonlight.
“It’s a family thing…! I usually… handle it myself… but today… it’s… difficult…”
“…Handle it yourself?”
My mind conjured images of River… alone… under a full moon…
“This is… embarrassing… Can you just… hold me…?”
She punched my chest, lightly, but with surprising strength. I was hesitant, unsure of what to do. But I was also… excited. I wasn’t immune to such things.
A beautiful woman, asking for my embrace… who would refuse?
“I like you… but… we’re friends…! This isn’t right… You have a fiancé(e)…”
“Don’t mention him.”
She grabbed my shirt, her face buried in my chest, her voice muffled.
“…I didn’t come here on a whim… I wouldn’t do this with anyone…”
I could tell she was upset. But I still couldn’t bring myself to hold her. We were friends, we had always been just friends. Why me? Why a short-tempered, violent idiot like me? There had to be an ulterior motive. She was my friend. Until a moment ago, we had been joking, sparring.
“You’re the one who seduced me!” she suddenly exclaimed.
“I did…?”
“Yes! You made me feel this way!”
I didn’t understand what she was talking about. “You’re so strong… and yet, you taught me… for no reason… You brought me medicine… visited me every day… stayed by my side… You’re cute… and dependable… You’re the one who seduced me!”
She had listed everything I had done for her, as if they were some grand romantic gestures.
Were they…?
Had I… been misleading her…?
“…I didn’t want to do this… but… you’re pushing me…”
Her eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint in her amber eyes. She looked… scary.
“…Don’t be so serious…”
I tried to lighten the mood, but she said something unexpected.
“Are you… insecure… about your size…?”
-Snap!
I saw red.
“Kyaah?!”
I had pushed her onto the bed, pinning her down.
She looked surprised. I wasn’t immune to… desires. But there were other things, more important things. And she was one of them.
She had provoked me. And I couldn’t hold back.
This was a bad idea. A terrible idea. Sex, fueled by anger and frustration. I would regret this.
“You brought this upon yourself.”
I growled, my voice low and menacing.
She looked… delicious. Like a forbidden fruit. I knew I shouldn’t, but… I couldn’t resist.
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I kissed her.
She closed her eyes, a sweet, innocent kiss. It was… cute.
But it wasn’t enough.
I deepened the kiss, parting her lips, she opened her mouth, following my lead.
She had been so bold, so confident, but now… she was completely submissive.
My tongue explored her mouth.
“Hmm…?”
She was surprised, but not resistant. I gently nudged her teeth with my tongue. She opened her mouth wider, our tongues meeting.
“Hah… hah…”
A mixture of our breaths, our saliva, the sounds… intoxicating.
She was a quick learner, responding to my every move. The heat between us intensified, a burning sensation, not a metaphor, but a real, physical heat.
Her body was hot. Much hotter than normal. She wasn’t just aroused. Something was… happening to her.
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