TMD - Chapter 18 < Do you know what happened at night? (13) >

It was when he pressed his lips against the hem of my clothes.

“Getting used to desire. How is it?”

The sensation rising to the tip of my head was clear.

Hot.

Even my exhaled breath seemed to be getting hotter.

“You said you came to learn about desire.”

The hot breath and the wet sound mixed together. I couldn’t understand. I didn’t have the presence to understand.

That all these sounds were my sounds. That they were coming from me.

Before I could even accept that I could make these sounds.

I couldn’t imagine what I was showing him.

Because of his presence getting closer to me.

“...Ah.”

The hem of my clothes he was biting fell to the corner of my mouth and stopped on my body.

“How is this desire?”

The feeling of his dry fingertips slipping through the moist heat and running up my body was clear.

I exhaled repeatedly as if the hot place was stimulating me.

It was a strange, dizzying feeling. At this moment, I felt liberated from anyone. The feeling of being slowly released from what had been my whole life.

And.

A little more, a little more... a feeling of wanting something more stimulating. I wanted something without realizing it.

Belled smiled as my body gained strength.

“Yes, that kind of desire.”

As if he knew without saying anything. He dug into me little by little.

“..!”

“You said you wanted to learn desire, Beryl.”

I unconsciously threw my neck back as the heat seemed to penetrate my body. My breath echoed through the room.

“I will be your teacher. Every night, tell me what you want.” 

I will grant you anything. I will let you know that it is okay to desire.

At those words, I tightly gripped the bedsheet with my hands.

“That is, I...” 

I could not continue my words properly as if a tidal wave was crashing down from below.

“...If I ask for something too much.”

What are you going to do? That’s what I wanted to say.

Belled laughed as if he had heard the words that couldn’t be continued.

“A person who is oppressed like you has a hard time asking for even the smallest things, right?”

I couldn’t deny it. While I barely managed to breathe, his arm touched my face.

“...!”

I let out my breath as I felt him digging deeper.

“Did you seem so narrow-minded that you couldn’t handle that?”

He laughed.

“You need to let go of your desires, not suppress them.”

He was so kind as he whispered that. Really as if he would give me everything.

I couldn’t understand.

He was a devil and I am a Saintess. I came to capture him. He couldn’t possibly have looked into my heart, so why would he do this for me?

To corrupt me?

I tried to think of words that only priests would say, but they didn’t seem right.

If they needed corrupted people, they could have just joined hands with those priests. There was no need to be so kind as to give up what was theirs because the corrupted ones would have been in their hands in large numbers.

“Why... are you doing this?”

I barely managed to ask the question between my hot breaths. Then the movement that seemed to be tearing me apart stopped briefly.

I realized at that moment. If this was corruption, then I was already corrupt.

It was regrettable that his movements, the ripples he had created, were subsiding. I thought I knew what the tingling feeling in my lower abdomen was.

I wanted the pleasure he was giving me. Even more intensely.

I wanted to dig deep so that I wouldn’t have any thoughts so that my hair would turn white.

If I just got a little hotter, I would probably reach the edge of the cliff. I would feel a wide-open sense of freedom and thrilling pleasure.

When I imagined that feeling, the place where he had touched me trembled.

Ha, I heard a short exhalation. A damp heat that I didn’t know who was dripping down ny body.

“That’s how you get what you want from me.”

“...!”

I shook again. It felt like the world was shaking.

I knew. This shaking would grow stronger and stronger until it would become a tidal wave big enough to crush me.

When I closed my eyes, forgetting even to breathe, Belled whispered. His words pierced my mind clearly, like black letters engraved on my white hair.

“Can’t I desire you to my heart’s content? If I desire someone who hesitates, I will be like you..."

He got completely close to me.

“―It seems like I’m committing a crime.”

His movements became more violent. The world that had turned white began to shake.

“I don’t know how to open a person’s heart.”

Was he also burning up? His rough breathing was rushing to the end along with mine.

“But I know how to release desires.”

He reached me without giving me time to think.

That only served to push him down further, so I shivered.

I felt like I was on the top of a cliff. If I were pushed up a little more, I would be standing in an open space.

“I can give you as much as you want, so tell me what you want.”

“...!”

The next moment, the lava-like heat that I had felt for the first time came upon me.

Hot breath escaped.

He hugged me even tighter as if he was planning to drive me to the very end. A faint sense of guilt surged through me along with the heat and the sense of liberation, along with the strange sensation that ran through my entire body.

The feeling of having done something I shouldn’t have done with the devil.

The feeling of directly denying what I had been told all my life that I shouldn’t do. The strange feeling of being at the top of places that shouldn’t be reached, communicating with each other... a sense of betrayal.

It was unbearably tempting for me, who had lived as if my desires had been removed.

There was no need to endure it. Do as you wish, don’t care about what others think.

I thought that I just wanted to live. More specifically, I thought that I wanted to live happily.

But that was just a vague desire, I had never wanted anything strongly.

My hands slid off Belled’s shoulders and dug into his back. The sweat-soaked shirt was pulled back and pulled taut.

“I will be the best teacher, Beryl.”

I will teach you how to imagine, desire, and take.

If you give me your full embrace.

I am someone who will definitely take what I want.

I nodded as if possessed. That alone was enough to agree.

The cloth that had been wrapping me so that the heat couldn’t escape was taken away. I was soon taken over by another heat that had freed me.

“...!”

Wherever he touched, invisible ripples seemed to form.

As if something had fallen into a lake, the heat began to spread in concentric circles, colliding with each other to create a distant feeling.

The feeling was so vivid that I twisted my body without realizing it.

However, it seemed too late to escape.

The lips that had settled on my collarbone like a butterfly stayed for a moment, spreading warmth.

As if telling me to calm down.

He took a deep breath and hugged me again.

He was clearly being considerate of me.

“Haa.”

His hot breath warmed my neck. Was it hard for him to endure it too? His trembling arms snapped, and the sound of him grabbing the cloth pierced my ears clearly. He was holding back something he wanted to tear apart. That was clearly consideration.

Consideration that I had never received in my previous life.

“...Belled.”

I let out a short breath and let out his name.

“Yes, Beryl.”

It was strange that he was calling my name so lovingly. I couldn’t understand.

“I still don’t understand. Why on earth... Why are you doing this to me?”

Not the temple that raised me for half my life, not the other Dukes who are also human, why are you, you, a demon, being considerate of me? Even if you take me as you please, no one will say anything.

As he said, there are only him and me here.

“You don’t love me.”

His movements stopped at those words.

I thought that this was something that should be done with love. Of course, some didn’t.

But those people... Many gave up on being human after becoming human.

But this demon, even though he wasn’t human, slowly and gently dug into me as if he would wait until my body heated up. He held me down to the point where he almost ripped off the sheets on the bed.

I couldn’t understand him. Why would he do this to me, who wasn’t even his lover?

...I thought he might be mistaken. Could this person have actually fallen in love with me at first sight?

Could he have been given unconditional love... I thought I would have ridiculous thoughts and dreams.

Belled laughed softly at those words.

“That might have been the case. But I don't know now."

He buried his face in my shoulder. He took a deep breath and whispered as if he was sighing.

“I’ve thought it since we first met, but you have a scent that attracts me. No,”

he smirked.

“No one in Vine would be unfazed by this scent.”

There was a rough, rumbling tone at the end of his words. I paused.

If Vine... then maybe I had a scent that was seductive to demons.

Why? Because I was a Saintess? I couldn’t possibly like someone with the opposite nature.

“That’s why I think I can’t stand it anymore. Even at this moment.”

I want to sink deeper into you, even if you’re a swamp. I want to drown myself in you.

The voice that whispered was seething and murky.

“So Beryl, please tell me what you want.”

Please teach me how to seduce you.

“I have to have what I want.”

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