MRPO :13

CHAPTER :13

I wrapped my arms around his neck, clinging to him. He hoisted me up again, brushing his cheek against mine before capturing my lips once more.

They say only the first step is hard and the second is easy—and it was true. This sly little fawn seemed to have completely forgotten how he used to tremble in shock, hugging me tight as he sucked hungrily on my lips.

A sweet, intoxicating note bled into his otherwise fresh, clean scent.

Was the kiss so much more intense because my feet were off the ground?

Filled entirely by his unhesitating, head-on advance, a shiver ran down the back of my neck.

The pleasure of losing all physical control was utterly, dizzyingly ecstatic.

Lying limp, I surrendered to his kisses. I felt listless and dazed, as if soaking in a warm bath. Even my mind seemed to unravel, melting into a soft haze.

“Calion, the bed…”

“The bed?”

“Take me… to the bed…”

The kisses alone had drained all my energy, but staying suspended in his arms was driving my senses wild.

Craving the stability of a solid surface, I nudged him. Calion nuzzled his nose against mine, peppering kisses along my lips and jawline, before gently laying me down on the mattress.

Another deep kiss followed. Calion propped himself up with one arm to avoid crushing me under his weight, keeping his touch confined to his lips.

Though it was undoubtedly out of consideration for me, I found myself inexplicably frustrated by the distance.

*I want to feel him closer.*

I reached out and pressed my hand against his chest. Beneath his shirt, his firm muscles twitched at my touch. I slipped my fingers into the gap of his collar and gave a light tug; the buttons popped open, exposing his bare skin.

The sensation of his smooth skin flush against my palm was breathtaking.

*What the… How does a hunter have skin this nice?*

Underneath that sleek skin were supple, toned muscles and the wild, racing beat of his heart. I had only lightly stroked his chest, yet it flared hot, as if ignited by friction.

I let out a soft gasp, prompting Calion to break the kiss and look down at me. It was impossible to mistake the emotion burning in his heavy, damp gaze.

Why was the sight of a man once so noble, now slowly crumbling under the weight of desire, so mesmerizing? Watching him was like seeing a legendary masterpiece melt away in a furnace—heart-wrenching yet utterly transfixing.

Yet the fact that I didn’t mind it—that it actually thrilled me—suggested my own mind was spinning out of control.

“Shall we… take our clothes off for the rest?”

“Our clothes… Yes, Master.”

Calion shrugged his shirt off in one swift motion. It was already mostly unbuttoned anyway, making it an easy task.

Compared to the bulkier, heavily muscled Senes, I had assumed Calion was on the slender side. I was wrong. The muscles carved beneath his ivory skin were lean, defined, and in flawless proportion.

On top of that, the afternoon sun filtered in, highlighting the sweat glistening on his skin and casting his sharp contours into stark, mesmerizing relief. It was quite…

“Master. Do you not like my body?”

“What? No! It’s absolutely perfect.”

“But your expression…”

*Why? Did I look too much like a pervert?*

I hastily covered my mouth, trying to force down my rising cheekbones.

When I hid my face, Calion watched me warily, looking slightly anxious. Honestly, with a face and body like that, he had every right to be overflowing with confidence. I offered him a silly grin and spoke honestly.

“It’s because I like it so much.”

“Really…?”

“Yeah. So, I’m going to show you mine, too.”

I began undoing the buttons of my own shirt.

Calion’s eyes widened, and his lips parted in a subtle tremor. It was so glaringly obvious where his gaze had locked that I nearly burst out laughing.

His Adam’s apple bobbed heavily. *Gulp.* I could literally hear him swallow. That said it all, really.

His raw, honest reaction was adorable, and I felt a thrill knowing he liked what he saw.

*Indeed, the body is always more honest than words.*

I looped my arms over Calion’s shoulders, and he caressed me in return.

His shallow, rapid breaths gradually evened out. No, he hadn’t calmed down; his breathing had slowed simply because he was focusing so intensely.

Judging by his elegant, long fingers and the blemish-free skin on the back of his hands, I had expected them to be soft. But they were the hands of a swordsman, after all—roughened with firm calluses.

He didn’t rush, sliding his hands over me with slow, deliberate tenderness. The radiating warmth of his firm palms felt unfamiliar, yet deeply comforting.

Pressing our bodies flush against each other felt incredible, but this slow, gentle tracing of my skin was just as exquisite.

We lost ourselves in exploring each other’s bodies. Words were obsolete; we didn’t need eyes to know what the other wanted.

The breath we shared drifted from my lips to my ear, my cheek, and then down my throat. A soft, bubbling heat slid across my skin before pooling, tight and heavy, in my lower abdomen.

His long fingers trailed down my flank, hooking into the band of my underwear. I lifted my hips slightly to make it easier for him, and the fabric rolled down and slid away under his touch.

*Creak, creak.* The bed groaned under our shifting weight, and the sheets rustled sharply. The blanket slid off the edge and piled onto the floor, but neither of us had the mind to care about such trivial things.

Right now, all I wanted was to drown in the sensation of him.

Innocent Calion, shy Calion, yet a Calion brimming with desire and curiosity. It was incredibly endearing how his cheeks flushed pink every time our gazes locked, yet he refused to look away, as if desperate to keep his eyes on me.

Overwhelmed by a sudden, fierce warmth, I cupped his cheeks and pressed a kiss to his forehead. At that exact moment, a fanfare blared, and a system window popped up in front of my eyes.

[Consecutive Success!]

Congratulations!

You have successfully acquired the skill [Allure].

What?

[Allure Lv.1]

Allows you to seduce targets and make them your captives.

Active Effects during Intercourse:

– Enters a temporary state of truce; you cannot be attacked by any enemies.

– No fatigue will accumulate.

– HP will not fall below a certain threshold. (11% based on current level)

Synergy with other skills:

– When linked with healing skills, injuries are healed instantly.

– When linked with healing skills, does not consume vitality.

Duration: 2 hours

*The duration extends by 2 hours every time you reach climax.*

※ If the partner is not a party member, all effects are halved.

*‘…W-What on earth is this?’*

I stared at the flashing holographic window, utterly dumbfounded.

The Allure skill? The one that appeared as an acquisition chance last night?

Didn’t I fail to get it because Senes ruined the mood?

Don’t tell me… the counter was still running this whole time?

As I stared blankly at the description, the window flickered and automatically minimized itself, as if deciding I’d had enough time to read.

Then, my eyes locked with Calion’s, who was still gazing down at me.

Shoot. I’d gotten distracted with a whole person right in front of me.

“Master? Is something wrong?”

“Oh, no. It’s just… Calion, you’re so handsome.”

It was a clumsy excuse blurted out to cover up getting distracted by the sudden system window, but it wasn’t a lie. Even with his hair and clothes completely disheveled, Calion was breathtakingly beautiful enough to make anyone lose their train of thought.

Ever wondered if someone could be pure and sexy at the same time?

Just look at Calion!

Regaining a bit of confidence from my praise, he gently twirled a strand of my hair and asked shyly.

“Then… may we keep going like this?”

“Of course. More than okay.”

We’d finally built up some good chemistry; it would be a shame to end it so soon. We could lie down side-by-side and indulge in some pillow talk, or…

“I’m glad you’re pleased.”

Smiling in relief, Calion gently pushed me back down and loomed over me once more.

*Uh, wait. This position is a bit strange. Isn’t this the part where we lie down and rest?*

“You said we could keep going, right?”

“Wait, again?!”

“Yes, continuously.”

“I’ll make you feel even better, for a very long time.”

As he spoke with that shy smile, the silhouette of a lustful beast seemed to overlap with his.

*What the… Give me back my innocent fawn.*

* * *

The chirping of birds drifted in. Sprawled across the mattress like a melted candle, I cracked my heavy eyelids open, only to shut them again. My body felt leaden and the blanket was so cozy that I wanted nothing more than to drift back to sleep… No, wait, that wasn’t the problem!

“Calion!”

The memory of what happened right before I passed out flashed through my mind. I bolted upright, only to groan and collapse right back onto the mattress. My entire body was aching. But remembering last night, I couldn’t just lie here. I hastily peeked under the blanket and let out a sigh of relief when I saw I was wearing underwear.

…Actually, this was no time to be relieved.

“Master, you’re awake.”

Calion, who must have been in the washroom, emerged carrying a basin of water and a towel. Unlike me, who had been wrung out all night until I had just barely enough HP left to survive, he looked spectacularly refreshed. His clean, pure face and innocent eyes were the exact picture of the gentle fawn I knew.

*Where the heck did that wild beast from last night go?*

*Not that I want him back right now, of course!*

“You still look like you’re struggling to move. Please lie down. I’ll wipe your face for you.”

The very culprit behind my physical paralysis walked over and gently pushed me back down. His expression was so pure and his concern so utterly sincere that I couldn’t even bring myself to be angry.

Calion tenderly wiped my face, meticulously tracing the damp cloth down my neck and collarbones. Though his touch was a bit clumsy, the cool sensation of the wet towel felt wonderful.

“Calion… how long was I asleep?”

“It’s still morning. I thought you would be exhausted, so I didn’t wake you, but you’ve opened your eyes early.”

Well, of course I did, considering my fatigue hadn’t accumulated. Even though the HP gauge in my system window had worn paper-thin, it seemed a meager 11% was still enough to let me open my eyes and speak.

After putting away the basin and towel, Calion returned to my side and sat on the floor. His gaze was incredibly warm as he looked over at me lying in bed.

“Master. How are you feeling?”

Now that he mentioned it, my body felt remarkably clean. Given how much we’d sweated—not to mention everything else that must have gotten everywhere—the fact that my skin felt so clean meant Calion had likely bathed me. Picturing Calion carrying my unconscious body to the washroom to clean me head-to-toe made my face burn, and I squeezed my eyes shut in embarrassment. Some might say that a bath was nothing compared to the things we’d just done, but the shame of impulsive actions always hits hardest the next day once sanity returns.

“I, I think… I’m okay.”

“I’m glad.”

Calion’s mouth softened into a gentle smile as he pressed his hand to my forehead.