Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death - Chapter 26.3

translator: mii

editors: sleepchaser, ASplashofMusic

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Alfred takes out his cock. Then he brings my other hand, which has lost its strength, to it.

Following Alfred’s urging, I timidly touch his length with trembling fingers.

It feels hot and hard. And wet.

As I wrap my hand around his cock in a loose grip, a low groan leaves Alfred’s lips.

Due to the direct contact, I can even feel it throbbing underneath my hand. I give it a full pump, rubbing the length all the way up before thumbing the tip. He twitches, spilling a hot sigh just beside my ear.

Looks like he’s deriving pleasure from this.

An inexplicable wave of happiness washes over me at that thought.

To think that he got excited from someone like me touching him. It’s hard to believe even until now.

And to think that I’ve become this happy because of that. So unbearably happy.

Alfred’s hand around my penis starts to move again. Shivers run through my body, and I’m able to do nothing but pant.

Then I realize just close how our faces are. He’s most likely going to kiss me. And it is just as I predicted. Alfred presses his lips against mine in a fierce kiss. For a moment, my breath hitches. He deepens it even more, rendering me unable to breathe.

“Nn, mm…”

Alfred finally releases my lips. I gasp repeatedly, trying to catch my breath.

He places his hand on top of mine and caresses it, a smile painting his wet lips. “Lian, your hand stopped,” he whispered.

Understanding his want for me to continue, I try stroking the part where it felt good for me during Alfred’s earlier ministrations.

Alfred lets out a sigh as he squints in pleasure. His own movements also grow more vigorous to the point that I try to scooch away to escape the overwhelming sensation.

However, Alfred places his hand on my lower back to restrain me.

“Ahh, haa, ahh… sto—no, ahh, too strong!”

He thumbs the tip, spreading the incessant stream of precum on the head. Soon, the onslaught of pleasure becomes too much and I cum, my breathing turning ragged. It’s painful to even inhale.

Alfred then covers my hand, still awkwardly wrapped around his cock, with his own. After several jerks of his hand, Alfred also cums, a groan leaving his lips.

Hot white splatters on our chests before slowly flowing down, invoking a sticky feeling. But I don’t think I dislike it. Rather, I’m overcome with joy. The skin-to-skin contact feels so comforting that I have another urge to cry.

Alfred shoots me a smile, his breathing just as ragged as mine. However, his eyes still haven’t lost their heat.

And then, he bends down to lick my chin, neck, and chest. He once again takes my dick into his grasp before licking it too.

When my mind finally processes what he’s doing, another bout of shivers run through my back before it goes numb.

Ahh, this is bad.

Euphoria blasts at me in full force, so intoxicating to the point of madness. Overwhelmed by the rush of sensations attacking my body, my mind spins.

Then, losing to my curiosity, I lick the droplets of cum on Alfred’s chest, mimicking his earlier action.

Alfred twitches before descending into tremors. “Lia—”

“It’s so weird. It tastes… a little like liquor…”

Alfred makes an audible gulp, then a guttural groan. Like an animal.

I cry out in surprise.

He pushes me down and bites my lip. Then my throat and the side of my neck. Another bite of my lip, his breathing growing even rougher, before pushing his tongue into my mouth and licking all over.

Soon, I’m running out of oxygen. I press against his chest, and he pulls away, albeit unwillingly, a thread of saliva connecting our lips. Alfred licks it with such eagerness, almost like he’s eating something delicious. “…Hey. Can we do it just a little bit more?” he asks, his breathing still ragged.

Just a little bit more?

I hesitate, wondering whether I should agree or not. Alfred pecks my lips in a coaxing manner.

I gasp.

His cock comes into contact with my thigh. Even without looking, I already know that it’s become hot and erect again.

Even though he just came a little while ago…

His hormones seem to be raging so much that it’ll be impossible to relieve his lust if he doesn’t deal with it.

“You’re really—”

“Because I’ve already endured long enough,” says Alfred.

Despite the discomfort on his face, probably from holding himself back, he licks my chin and cheeks many times in the same coaxing manner as earlier, restraining himself from doing anything against my will.

He’s like a dog asking for permission.

…It seems this big golden dog is still willing to listen to me.

If I refuse, though he’ll have a dejected expression, he will definitely stop. I think.

However, as he waits for my response, his hands, big and warm on my skin, continue to softly caress my arms and back, as if unable to stay still.

They’re so gentle. A feeling so pleasant that a sigh almost escapes my lips, but I manage to keep my mouth shut.

I caress Alfred’s arms in the same way.

Instead of grabbing him, I keep my hands opened and relaxed, and brush my fingers gently against his skin.

Even though Alfred still has his shirt on, I can already feel his skin heating up beneath my palms. When I slide my hands up his shoulders and into his shirt, it’s as hot as I expected.

Alfred’s cheeks flush, and he squints in joy.

Looks like… he’s happy when I touch him.

Just like me.

Whenever he touches me, I feel happy to the point of tears—

“…Can we?” he asks, before giving me another peck on the lips.

Consenting to his request is becoming a pretty enticing option. His warm, gentle hands on me have given rise to an unexplainable desire for a little more of his touch.

“Ok… Just… a little more…” I murmur.

I want you to touch me with your warm hands.

“Got it,” replies Alfred, his voice showing extreme delight. He then rains my face with kisses, still oh so gentle.

He lifts me with his hands on my back, and he grinds his dick against mine..

Like he’s trying to transfer his body heat to me.

“Ahh… haa, ahh…”

After cumming, my cock has become oversensitive. Just that slight stimulus has my blood rushing to it.

Inexplicably, I grow a little scared, so I attempt to creep up the sheets to move away from Alfred. But he shifts his hands from my back to my waist and immediately pulls me back to him.

“…Lian,” he calls out in a soothing voice, as if telling me that it’ll be alright. Then he proceeds to pepper my face, chest, and shoulders with countless feather-light kisses until my body relaxes.

Eventually, we grow closer until our wet torsos press together. Sandwiched in between our stomachs, our equally red and hard cocks grind against each other.

As the pleasure builds, so does my body heat, making my head spin.

After several grinds, Alfred wraps one hand around both our dicks and starts jerking us off, thumbing my tip every once in a while.

“Ah… aahh, nghh…”

His actions are too vigorous. After a while, a feeling of numbness spreads around my waist, then extends to my entire body. My vision turns into a field of white as I release for the second time, almost synchronous with Alfred, hot white splattering over our stomachs.

Alfred places his hands behind my back, pulling me into his embrace. Enveloped in his warmth, I feel comfortable and happy.

I want Alfred to feel the same comfort I’m feeling, so I try to mimic his actions, circling my hands around him as well.

Alfred’s hands twitch. After that, he kisses me on the forehead, breathing out a sigh as if satisfied.

Despite not being able to see his face in this position, I can feel the happiness radiating from him.

Success.

Another wave of happiness threatens to overwhelm me. I stroke his wide back, tightening my embrace.

It seems like Alfred has the same thoughts since he does the same to me.

At the same time, his warm sunny scent grows even stronger, filling my lungs and giving me an overflowing sense of serenity.

Just like that, I close my eyes, my mind at peace.

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