Chapter 9: Peace Treaty on the Bed (8)

The penis, slightly curved to one side, poured out soggy fluid in bursts.

Tracing the massive outline of the member, she pressed her thumb against the hole without realizing it.

Hng.

A low moan was heard.

At that clumsy hand gesture, Adrian felt like he was going to go crazy.

Sena was holding and caressing his lower body.

The mental exhilaration and desire for control, obsession, longing, and regret given by that fact boiled together in a tangled mess.

His hand flinched, wanting to grab Sena’s hair and ram it into his member at any moment.

Adrian barely endured it with the patience he had cultivated and built up over time.

Unable to bring himself to grab Sena, his heavily strained hands dug up the poor bedsheet instead.

“Ha, ngh.”

An exclamation as if forcibly holding back a moan scraped her nerves.

For some reason, the place where she sat felt as if it were getting wet, but Sena made an effort to ignore it and pressed the spot where the moan had leaked out just a moment ago once again.

Adrian silently tilted his neck back and ejaculated just like that.

A warm fluid wet her face.

Because of the whitish and sticky substance, it was even difficult to open her eyes.

Sena casually wiped her face with the back of her hand, then realized the fact that it was semen.

Sena blinked her eyes with difficulty.

“Ah, my goodness, Sena.”

Adrian Blake was looking into her with a face twice as bright red as before.

His finely trembling fingertips slowly caressed Sena’s cheek.

The woman’s face was drenched with the white fluid he had spilt.

The face, which had not yet properly realized what it was covered in, looked at him as if puzzled.

His lower body raised its head once again, but instead of inserting rashly, Adrian laid Sena down on the bed.

He knew that there were various ways to engage in human sexual intercourse.

And he also knew what she liked.

Adrian fixed Sena’s handcuffs to the headboard.

Sena, feeling an ominous sensation, kicked at him, but he tilted his neck to dodge easily and took out the fountain pen from his breast pocket.

“Sena.”

His long eyes curved softly.

“Do you want to have this?”

Sena tilted her head sideways for a moment, failing to understand the intention of the question, but soon opened her eyes wide as she saw where his hand was heading.

“Don’t tell me, with that…”

Behind her was the bed headboard, and in front was Adrian Blake.

And both hands were bound with handcuffs.

Completely isolated, Sena looked at Adrian with hostile eyes.

Adrian whispered as if even that were enjoyable.

“Here, I’ll give it to you.”

Before long, a hard texture dug between her legs.

Cold, and hard.

And it was thinner than Adrian’s.

The very first thought that came to mind was such a stupid and absurd thought.

Sena looked down blankly at the scene in front of her eyes.

The fountain pen was stirring between her legs.

The smooth black body contrasted with Sena’s red and ivory-colored inner flesh.

Squelch, pop, squish, unable to endure the rough poking force, fluid splattered continuously from below.

“Sena, a flood broke out down below. What is this?”

“…!”

“Don’t tell me you got excited looking at me earlier?”

Adrian, lying long over Sena’s body, whispered sinisterly into her ear.

However, she was not in a state of mind to answer.

“Ah… ngh!”

Because he was headlessly digging between her legs, moans leaked out automatically.

Sena twisted her waist to escape from Adrian’s grasp, but a strong force held her and would not let go.

Only the poor handcuffs above her head made a clanking noise.

In the end, Sena had no choice but to watch the fountain pen barrel dig between her legs.

It was hopelessly thin compared to Adrian’s sexual organ.

Thanks to that, it didn’t hurt even as he dug into her inner flesh here and there like observing a frog in a laboratory.

Although it wasn’t a particularly welcome fact to her.

A cold temperature that didn’t belong to a human rather aroused a subtle excitement.

Sena shuddered at that sensation, but even so, she could not escape from Adrian’s touch.

“Stop… take it out!”

Holding back her moans, the end of her raised voice cracked.

Adrian, who carefully adjusted the intensity according to the reaction of the dark red hole twitching, answered casually.

“But Sena likes this kind of thing, doesn’t she?”

Who would want to experience having their lower body pierced with a writing instrument?

Sena kicked Adrian’s shoulder with her toes and snapped back irritably.

“Ha, my goodness, who likes this kind of thing? Shouldn’t you be the one getting your back hole pierced with a fountain pen?”

“Those are improper words to say using a mother’s heirloom.”

Adrian, who answered neatly, stirred the fountain pen un-neatly.

“Sena, I saw it.”

Fingers drenched with fluid, whose identity she didn’t really want to know, lightly tapped the bridge of Sena’s nose and moved away.

However, Sena couldn’t move at all, like a kitten bitten by its mother on the neck.

Adrian’s voice repeated in her ears.

“Sena poking herself alone.”

Poking…

The nicely shaped lips saying so were moving slowly and elegantly so as to be engraved on her retina.

Belatedly, Sena’s face flushed bright red.

Whether it was paltry consideration or whatever, he did not state specifically what was being poked where.

However, there was no way Sena wouldn’t know the part he deliberately left unsaid.

Sena had a habit of masturbating by herself on days when she was stressed out.

Because one-night stands didn’t suit her temperament, and romance was a luxury due to being swamped with work.

As a result, she gradually looked for stimulating things and used to insert toys for adults as well.

However, that was always done after confirming that she was alone.

When on earth did Adrian Blake witness such a private scene?

While Sena groaned with a feverish head, unable to find the answer to the mystery, Adrian was staring intently between Sena’s legs.

Attired neatly in his uniform, his appearance was beyond elegant, like a swan floating on a moonlit night.

If it were not for the woman lying beneath him, there was no difference from a cover pictorial for the Special Bureau quarterly magazine.

However, his mind was filled with indescribably messy fantasies.

“…Ah, hng!”

Adrian snapped out of his thoughts at the moisture-laden moan.

The fountain pen was pressing on the pearl buried in her red inner flesh.

Sena, her whole body burning red, tilted her chin back, not knowing what to do.

“Sena…”

He snapped out of the fantasy of crushing a woman who wanted to have a second child and ramming his cock into her mouth.

Yesterday, he rushed in like someone starved to clear away long-accumulated feelings, but today he had mental leeway.

First of all, the fact that her face was covered in his semen played a major role.

He slid the fountain pen downward and pulled back both wings of her private area to the fullest.

It was to observe better.

The dark red private area had a black hole in it, and every time he inserted the fountain pen, fluid gushed out like a spring.

As if possessed, Adrian inserted and pulled out his fingers along with the fountain pen.

Unlike yesterday, his fingers wrapped in leather gloves sparkled with obscene moisture.

Squish, squelch.

Every time he spread and gathered his fingers like scissors, a wet noise tickled his ears.

Before long, when moisture seeped out of the hole, he quickly inserted his finger to block it.

The cool leather gloves had a texture similar to the fountain pen.

Sena closed her eyes and groaned, unaware that her lower body was filled up.

“Hng…”

The moan became clearer.

Look at this.

Adrian raised only one corner of his mouth to smile and inserted one more finger.

“Hng?”

As if feeling doubt, the end of Sena’s moan went up.

However, it was too late.

Adrian began to poke forcefully down below without answering her.

The feeling of emptiness when inserting only the fountain pen began to fill up tightly again.

Sena received him digging deep without even knowing the reason.

“Ah! Ngh! What is this!”

When Adrian hooked his fingers like a sickle and scraped her vaginal wall, an exclamation-like moan leaked out on its own.

Sena bit her lips tightly.

However, she had no choice but to open her mouth at the part that was brushed past just a moment ago.

“Ah-ngh, ah!”

It’s here.

The line of Adrian’s neat mouth went up.

Having pinpointed a location further outward than the part he had thrust into to his heart’s content yesterday, Adrian softly caressed only that surrounding area.

When a few minutes passed in that state, Sena wrapped her legs around Adrian’s waist without realizing it.

“Ah, please…”

It was a plea whose meaning had become quite different from earlier.

“Sena, you said you hated me.”

After a long while, an answer that seemed about to fade out came back.

“I hate you, but if I think of you as a masturbation tool, it’s not like I can’t do it.”

The two faced off tightly.

However, the one who avoided eyes first was Sena.

It was because she couldn’t summon the courage to look at Adrian Blake digging between her legs in her right mind.

“Ah, is that so?”

Adrian sneered.

“Let’s see how long you can talk like that.”

He pulled out his fingers without sending Sena to an orgasm.

A single leather glove that was thoroughly soaked seemed like it couldn’t be used again.

He brought his nose to the glove, took a deep breath, and put it inside his breast pocket.

Before long, the fountain pen stuck between Sena’s legs began to vibrate trembling.

“Ah-ngh… ngh!”

Sena, who had been groaning blankly, felt that change sensitively.

The way the fountain pen vibrated rhythmically was strikingly similar to a toy for adults.

Her head went blank with pleasure.

“Now, Sena. I made it more fun with magic…”

Adrian looked at Sena trembling in his arms and clicked his tongue.

Her shoulders twitched because of the excessive stimulation.

Her moan heated with fever echoed inside the room.

“Ah-ngh! Ah!”

She was not in a state to answer.

Adrian smiled softly as if such a Sena were lovely.

“Although I want to wipe your face… it’s because it looks good.”

“Ngh…”

“I’ll wash you later, so try it in the bathroom next time, Sena.”

Mwah.

Adrian left a kiss on her neck.

Sena, who was thoroughly soaked in pleasure until then, barely overcame the peak and accused him with difficulty.

“Crazy, hng, crazy bastard.”

Adrian’s hand, which was sitting on the edge of the bed fixing his disheveled attire, paused.

Sena failed to discover that and continued speaking.

“It’s not someone else, hng, is an investigator allowed to oppress a good Federal citizen, ngh, ah!”

The fountain pen turned up the intensity of the vibration.

Sena couldn’t finish her sentence and let out a moan.

Adrian, who had properly pinned even the badge on his uniform, smiled brightly and tucked such hair of Sena behind her ear.

“Of course not.”

But I’m not an ordinary investigator, you see.

A secretive whisper flowed into Sena’s ear.

However, Sena, who was barely holding back the surging climax, could not answer.

“Of course, you, Sena, aren’t a good Federal citizen either.”

Sena, wearing the handcuffs he made and feeling it to her heart’s content with the fountain pen he picked out, was lovely beyond measure.

Why are you Selena Han and why is he Adrian?

Of all things.

Looking down at Sena for a moment with dark eyes, Adrian laughed like a sigh.

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