With wide-open eyes, Natsuki-san doesn't respond.
She's trembling from the pain.
"How about we take it slow after all?"
If I'd said, "Let's take it slow here," she probably would've nodded.
But what if I phrase it as a question?
"D-do whatever you want! No one's crying, right?"
"Hehe, you're so cute."
Exactly the response I expected.
"Cute this, cute that—you're just a smooth-talking guy, aren't you?!"
"You're the one who's gotten better with words, Natsuki-san. Compared to the beginning, I mean."
For a moment, she looks puzzled, but once she catches my meaning, Natsuki-san glares at me.
"Huh? …HUH!? Idiot, that's not what I—oww!? Ngh, ha… ahh!?"
Unlike before, I start thrusting harder, slamming my hips against her.
Gripping her waist firmly, I keep going—over and over, intensely.
"Gh… wait, it hurts…!"
Natsuki-san cries out again.
I whisper into her ear.
"Are you about to cry after all?"
"…Who's gonna cry?! Do whatever you want! Ahh!"
Her predictable answer only excites me more. My hands, which had been gripping her waist, slide up to her chest.
Pressing her down so she can't escape, I grab her breasts with both hands and keep tormenting her with my relentless thrusts.
Beneath me, Natsuki-san fights back tears, desperately enduring the pain.
I wipe a droplet from the corner of her eye with my finger and kiss her there.
"Miyagi…"
Natsuki-san gently reaches out to touch my face.
I press my cheek into her palm and smile.
"You can just call me Kyo, you know?"
"…Kyo-kun."
Whoa.
WHOA!
How much more is this girl going to melt my brain?
And now she's adding "-kun" to my name, of all times.
"Ngh!? Nn, ow, w-wait a sec, it hurts… slower, please… do it slower…"
Well, of course it'd turn out like this.
Holding the writhing, pain-stricken Natsuki-san tightly, I plunge into her again and again.
"Haa… haah… ha…"
Sweat beads on her forehead as her breathing grows ragged.
When I kiss the sweat trickling down her neck, her body jolts from the unfamiliar sensation.
"You okay?"
"I'm… fine… so, hug me… tighter."
As she wishes, as she asks, I embrace her even more firmly.
The heat of her enveloping me, her adorable vulnerability—it sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine like never before.
"Here I go."
"…Yeah."
She must feel it too.
As I pick up the pace, Natsuki-san lets go of the skirt she'd been clutching, clasps her hands in front of her chest like a prayer, and braces herself for the final wave of pain.
"You're adorable, Natsuki-san."
"Ah… Aoba…"
"Hm?"
"Call me… by my name… too."
Natsuki-san whispers it to me, pleading for her own name.
Natsuki Aoba.
It's been since her self-introduction that she last mentioned her first name.
"Aoba."
"…Yeah."
Words beyond this would just ruin it.
I close my eyes and release into the trembling, curled-up Natsuki-san.
The last shred of rationality barely holds back the instinct urging me to finish inside her.
Seeing me hesitate, Natsuki-san says,
"Here… give it to me here…"
She opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue.
My pent-up limit breaks.
Pulling out of her, I straddle her face.
"Come on, open wider!"
"Nghh!"
I thrust deep into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
"Nnnn!! Geh! Ggh!"
As I release an overwhelming flood, my mind goes blank.
"Gehh! …Guh, nghh!"
Natsuki-san, with it shoved so deep, struggles desperately to pull away.
I hold her head down with force, letting wave after wave of pulsing release pour out.
"Nnnn!! Nnnn—!"
Each time, she resists fiercely.
But it doesn't last long.
Like a puppet with its strings cut, the strength drains from her hands that had been pushing against me.
Once I've emptied everything, I pull out of her mouth.
"…Nha."
Her eyes, hazy and unfocused, look up at me as she lets out a faint, sob-like breath.
She's not completely unconscious like before, but her dependence on me seems to grow stronger every time.
Proof of that: when I bring the still-wet tip closer to her face, she leans in to kiss it herself.
A mix of her fluids, my release, and faint streaks of red from her first time coat it.
"Nn… aha…"
Yet, without hesitation, Natsuki-san runs her tongue over the messy, sticky mess.
She's that drunk on the pleasure.
Though it hadn't softened, it hardens again.
"Natsuki-san. Round two, okay?"
Still dazed, she doesn't respond right away, just keeps licking.
"Natsuki-san? Can we go again?"
"…Do it."
Her lips, fresh from pulling away, murmur the words.
I falter.
I adore Natsuki-san so much.
But I also want to get close to lots of other girls.
That's why I pushed for this friends-with-benefits thing with her.
But still.
Seeing her this cute…
Maybe a lovey-dovey, sappy couple life wouldn't be so bad?
The thought crosses my mind, and I—
"Do it…"
Hm?
What'd she just say?
After saying "do it," she added something.
"Do it," she said.
Put together, it's "Do whatever you want."
She's just breathlessly answering my "Can we go again?" with a weak "Do whatever you want."
"…"
Silently, I slide one hand to her chest and slip the other under her skirt again.
And then—
Even as the sunset dyes the room red and the moonlight eventually streams through the window—
"Nn! Ahh, haa!"
Natsuki-san's voice never stops, and I can't bring myself to pull away from her skin.
"Aoba, here I go, okay?"
"Mouth… I want it in my mouth!"
No hesitation, just raw desire in her words.
"Ngh! …Ah… pwa… mmm!"
She groans in pain each time I release deep in her throat, but the moment I pull out, she chases after it with her tongue.
"…Kyo-kun, can you… still keep going?"
She probably knows the basics of male physiology.
Even though she understands it's not normal to keep going like this, she looks at me curiously, seeing I'm still hard.
Ignoring the noisy voice ringing in my head, I say,
"Of course. Want more, Aoba?"
"Y-yeah. Ahh!"
I kiss her sweat-dampened neck and push her down again.
---
Natsuki-san passed out after swallowing the fifth load.
Since she'd fallen into a faint-like sleep, I draped a nearby sheet over her naked body, then stared vaguely at the ceiling—into the void—and spoke.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Goddess."
"Oh, good. I was starting to think you couldn't hear me. Though it seems you were just ignoring me instead. Quite the guts you've got there."
Finally, I reply to the goddess who'd been calling out in my head the whole time.
"Well, getting a call in the middle of that… If I suddenly started chatting with a goddess, people would think I'm nuts, right?"
"True. But I don't really care what anyone thinks of you, so."
Self-centered goddess, as expected.
"So… what's up this time?"
"Skill activation check. My senior told me to keep an eye on you."
Oh, the cheerful, party-girl goddess from my past life.
She seemed more powerful than this one but had a laid-back vibe.
"Please tell the goddess from my past life I'm grateful."
"Sure, I'll pass it along. And me?"
"…Of course, I'm grateful to you too."
"Good. Now, about this skill… It's definitely 'Relentless Ejaculation' that triggered. Want the details?"
"I can kinda guess from the name, but go ahead and explain."
Following "Peak Ejaculation," now "Relentless Ejaculation." Such blunt skill names. The synergy potential is almost infuriating.
"Relentless Ejaculation lets you keep going as long as your stamina holds out."
"Pretty literal."
"But this time, it comes with a drawback."
"…What's that?"
A drawback?
Is it something life-threatening or a trade-off?
"Hehe. That's why I kept calling you during it. A little punishment for the naughty boy who didn't answer. Serves you right, huh?"
The moment my face turns serious, the goddess's gleeful voice echoes in my head.
"…I'll be more careful next time."
"Good. Maybe I scared you too much. It's not a big deal. Just that each release ramps up your metabolism quite a bit. In short, it tires you out a lot. With your young body, though, you can just eat more to make up for it."
"…That's a relief."
Good.
Wait, hold on.
"Goddess, could you explain it a bit more specifically?"
"Specifically?"
"Like, how much fatigue—or energy—does one release use up?"
"Let's see… In human terms, about 500 kilocalories per shot. That's not counting other exertion, so the act itself probably burns even more. Hehe. Just don't pass out midway from exhaustion, okay?"
She giggles, but I'm genuinely impressed by this amazing skill.
"Thank you. It's an incredible skill."
"Glad you're happy with it. Until the next skill triggers, take care."
"Oh, Goddess—"
"Yes?"
"What's the condition for skill activation?"
"It varies by skill, so I can't say for sure. This time, it was something like 'push through three in a row with sheer willpower.'"
Willpower, huh? I did feel a sudden recovery right when I hit my limit on the third.
That must've been when I unlocked it.
Now that I've got "Relentless Ejaculation," I can keep going—third, fourth, whatever—as long as my stamina lasts.
If there are more skills to unlock, I'd love to get them.
"Can you tell me the conditions for other skills?"
"…I'd rather see you struggle, so no. By the way, there's another skill already active. If you figure it out, I'll explain it."
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, that one has no drawbacks. Anyway, that's it for now. I'm busy too, you know."
A sharp click buzzes in my head like static.
"Goddess?"
No answer.
Normally, I'd grumble about her sloppy attitude, but…
"I guess I was in the wrong this time."
She kept calling during my time with Natsuki-san to warn me about the stamina drain.
I feel bad for ignoring her consideration.
Anyway, I've gained "Relentless Ejaculation"—a killer skill, despite the cheesy name.
The other active skill piques my curiosity, but if there's no drawback, I won't sweat it.
But man, that drawback! Thanks to it—
"I can binge eat and not gain weight!"
Even a pretty boy fattens up if he eats too much.
And I love carbs, sweets, greasy food, and strong liquor.
I'll hold off on the booze for now, but if this skill sticks around into adulthood, I won't have to worry about getting chubby like in my past life.
"I've secured a glorious future."
One looming terror—middle-age spread—has been vanquished.
"If I could wish for one more thing…"
I run a hand through my hair.
As a pretty boy grows into a handsome man and eventually a dashing older guy…
"What about my hair?"
Losing it would feel like being abandoned by the gods.
I'll ask the goddess about it next time a skill unlocks.
And so, lost in thought, I relaxed beside the peacefully sleeping Natsuki-san.