A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 126
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[Nao's POV]
Nao swallowed the air in her mouth and looked away from Asahi. His lustful gaze made her chest stuffy, her heart throbbing in her ears.
Asahi's face drew closer. Her eyes shut tight, anticipating another playful kiss. But he did nothing, only stare at her with mischief filled eyes.
"Nao, kiss me."
"K-Kay," she stuttered and covered his lips in a warm kiss lasting a minute before Asahi seized her shoulders and squeezed his tongue inside her mouth. She surrendered her mouth to his teasing,
Her mind buzzed, short of breath and a spark glittered in her head. The breathlessness vanished.
Did I create air with mana? It could be useful in surviving inside space.
She threw the thought in the back of her head and coiled her arms around his waist. He wanted her to take initiative, then she would take it and surpass his expectations. Mustering the strength she built through weeks of effort, she pinned him underneath, straddling his waist.
Asahi's eyes went wide as he broke the kiss and swept her brown bangs from her face.
"See. You can also be strong like Nee-san. Just try your best and leave the rest to me."
This guy. He still tried to help her get over her inferiority complex. He couldn't see that she forgot about it after that day. Now she wanted to find the best way she could be of use. Someplace she excelled where others failed. The path would be long and she had plenty of time.
She cupped his face and pecked his lips before connecting the tip of their noses. "Why is a student like you so sweet? I don't understand. Is this from the memories of another person?"
"They both are me. Just reincarnated in a different world without memories."
"I see," she lightly said and pecked him over and over. Every one of them leaving her chest giddy.
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Asahi's hand crawled on her thighs and snuck inside her loose robes. He hefted her heavy boobs and squeezed them into different shapes as though finding something in them.
Nao touched his nose and drew back. Clasping the edge of her robe, she slid the dress over the body. Her arms joined below her breasts tenderly wrapped in a black bra recommended by Leme and pushed them up slightly. Her lips drew a mischievous grin, although the red blush had reached her ears.
She glanced down at her boobs jutting out in a natural teardrop toward him, her stiffened nipples craving his attention.
"Is this the view that pulls in every youngster?"
"Yes." Asahi forced himself up, shifting her butt to his lap. She twisted to find a better spot, only to feel his raging boner snug between her buttocks.
This… is big—what!
He pinched her thighs, springing her to her knees. Her boobs smacked his face and buried him wholly between her mounds.
His hot sigh drew weird shivers out of her. His index finger wandered over her back and tugged at her bra.
*Snap!* Her bra fell off and something trickled out of her, drenching her black panties. A natural reaction for any aroused woman, yet it left her flushed to her neck.
He sucked on the exposed flesh of her right breast and gave pinching tugs on her swollen brown mammaries.
She found her thoughts blurring, her mouth leaking every moan trapped inside her heart. Just as she lost herself in the weird cycle of warmth coursing through her, Asahi's voice pulled her back.
"Nao, you are beautiful," he declared, the tip of her breast pressed between his lips. "And you are cute. So never feel like you have to be like others. It's unfair and selfish."
"Hmm? I never did that after that day."
He touched her cheeks with a soft smile. "That's good. Your smile, I promise to never let it go to waste at any co—"
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"Stop!" Nao hugged his face tightly and shut him up with her breasts. "Stop being unfair. Why do you say things like that? You will overwork yourself if you keep trying so damn hard to make everyone happy… then you will lose all interest in women��� Don't ignore your smile. It makes me happy to see your smile. This infectious grin cheered me up when I first met you."
Asahi remained silent. Her boobs allowed him no room to speak. Nao smiled and stroked his hair, trying to mimic the way he used his hands to pat others.
"Don't push yourself too much. You say these words to every woman. What about you? You are just traveling nonstop to become strong. I also want to become strong, but not without you… I feel you will reach the heights where my hands won't reach."
Asahi looked up with a cheeky, embarrassed grin. "...I am sorry… Did I get swept too deep with the excitement?"
"Indeed. Shizuka-chan and Yuriko slapped me with the task to... help you relax."
"Okay, okay. Then get on with it." He held her in his arms and slumped on the bed. He twiddled the band of her panties with his thumb and slipped them down smoothly. His hands lingered on her flesh, tenderly patting everywhere as he liked.
Nao understood him. He wanted her to quench his desire. Swallowing his bulging cock deep inside her hole trickling with excitement. The corners of her lips rose unconsciously as she wormed out of her panties.
She glanced at him and pouted. "Unfair."
Asahi chuckled and stored his clothes inside the ring. Every muscle of his tanned body was a living work of art. His abdominals sculptured a perfect layer of six-pack abs, tempting her fingers to caress them.
Nao stopped herself from drooling and nodded in appreciation. She straddled him again, this time both were naked, sweating and panting hard.
Nao bent over him and slid her breasts across his chest until her twat met his hot thing. She wriggled sideways, teasing his cock to be more erect.
"What will it take?" Asahi asked, tracing his hands on her spine.
A series of shivers wrapped Nao and another trail of excitement seeped out of her.
However, she held her consciousness and cupped Asahi's face with a serious expression.
"Asahi-kun, please accept me as your Fiancée!"
"Huh?"
While he gaped at her different confession, Nao lifted her butt with a smirk and sank her hips on top of his thing. Her vaginal lips parted and swallowed the crown of his dick. His cock slipped further through her fluids until a fleshy wall obstructed its journey.
It finally happened. Nao's heart ached as a line tear left the corner of her eyes. She finally became a woman. She never dared to think of being someone's woman in twenty-five years of her life. She never felt worthy to share a man's concerns, help him during his hard times, cooking delicious food, or just exchanging laughter every morning. Because she knew she would fuck up everything, fuck up his life, and drown him in misery.
But today was different.
She was different, no longer held by the concern of worrying her man. He had other women, her friends, to look after and help him.
Goodbye virginity.
Asahi thumped her with his hand and stroked her head with a gentle smile. "You are officially my woman now."
Nao wiped her tears and squeezed out her most beautiful smile. "Unn… Then, let's go."
She immediately sunk her hips onto Asahi.
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