《Lone: The Wanderer [Dropped Version (includes original draft of the rewrite's first volume)]》[Rewritten] Book 1 Milindo & The Holy City: Chapter 32: Hands and Not Disliking
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"S-Soph?" Lone called out once again. "That is you, right? Not Sophie?"
The girl nodded very slowly as she carefully made her way onto the bed and hugged the still stunned Lone. "Y-yeah. It's me."
"W-Why are you wearing that?" Lone could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his instincts to protect the petite woman in his arms flared up when he saw the crimson hue on her face and the light wetness forming in her eyes.
"I... I want to... Em... You know... Um..." Soph was far too embarrassed to finish her sentence, but Lone - while sometimes stupid and very antisocial - was not a dense man.
With the softness of her skin pressing against his chest along with her words and erotically cute attitude, it was only natural that a certain part of his body would react.
"I-It's hard..." Soph mumbled more to herself than to Lone.
At her bashfulness, Lone suddenly felt an urge to tease her wash over him. 'Am I an S, not an M?' he thought before he shook his head. 'That's not important right now!'
"Soph... What's wrong? Why do you suddenly want to... em... do it?" He was overjoyed, of course, but Lone knew better than anyone that Soph was shy and couldn't bring herself to make a move on him unless she was forced to somehow.
Soph couldn't lie to him and she didn't want to, so she spilt the beans. "Um... Sophie said that if I didn't... then, uh, she would... And I don't want that. I-I already told you... I want to give you all of my firsts, not her."
Even though he'd already heard her saying that before, Lone's heart still thumped loudly upon hearing her speak those sweet words. However, he felt like an idiot. 'To think that Sophie's been feeling frustrated too... Does she love me as well? No, that's probably too strong of a word. Maybe she's just interested?'
Lone saw the begging look in Soph's eyes and he shook his head very lightly. 'What am I doing right now, thinking about another girl? Yeah, she's technically the same person, but man... Get a grip.'
After thinking that, Lone wrapped one of his arms around Soph's slender and exposed waist before he used his other to prop her chin up.
She made a cute sound of surprise when he kissed her and invaded her mouth with his tongue. This was the first time he'd ever done that with her. Naturally, he'd feel weird tonging her ten-year-old body, but now that she was in her twenty-year-old one, he didn't need to feel so reserved around the woman he loved.
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A few seconds passed before their lips parted and he rested his forehead on hers. "Are you sure you want to do this now? I'm perfectly happy to wait until you're mentally ready. I won't do anything with Sophie until I've done it with you. I promise."
Soph's chest tightened at that alluring offer, but she chose to refuse. "N-No. I want to do it too. I was just too scared you'd say no until now. I-I didn't want that..."
Lone chuckled quietly. "I'd never say no to you, Soph. I love you."
Her already red cheeks couldn't get any brighter, so she instead chose to move her head and bury her face in Lone's neck. "That's unfair... I love you too..."
A nervous and trembling hand slipped into Lone's underwear and began stroking his erect manhood. "It's hot..." Soph whispered as she tried her best to be gentle. "D-Does it feel good?"
Lone's breath was rough and it tickled the back of Soph's neck. "It does." He moved one of his hands from her waist and brought it around to her pelvis before he pushed it into her panties. "It's not fair if only I get attention, right?"
Soph couldn't formulate a response and her mind went blank as she felt his fingers enter her while his thumb caressed her clitoris. She was experiencing euphoria despite having not climaxed yet.
Now that she was struggling to concentrate due to the raw pleasure being afforded to her, her wrist movements accidentally sped up by quite a bit. She wasn't being rough, but Lone could tell that he was nearing his limit.
"L-Lone... Ah! Uhn... I-I feel strange... Hng!" Soph claimed amidst ear-tingling moans.
'I've only been playing with her clit and hymen, but she's already cumming?' Lone thought in shock before he realised that he, too, was in the same boat as her.
With his free hand, Lone lightly grabbed Soph's hair and pulled her head free from his shoulder. He began wildly kissing her as he said, "I'm cumming," in a low and husky voice, sending shivers all along Soph's spine.
"C-Cum... Ahn... Cumming?" She kept getting interrupted by her own moans as well as by Lone's kissing, but she quickly had her answer when her body straightened like a bow and she felt like a bolt of lightning has struck her crotch.
Soph's petite figure spasmed uncontrollably as immeasurable pleasure washed through her entire being.
At the same time, Lone closed his eyes and wrapped Soph into a hug with his free arm before he squeezed her to his chest. His semen covered her hand and stomach, startling her.
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The two sat there for a while, simply held in each other's embrace. Finally, Lone flopping down onto the bed with the exhausted and essentially paralysed Soph laying on top of him. They were covered in bodily liquids - mostly sweat - and their faces were flushed.
"That was... amazing..." Lone mumbled. "It felt way better than when I do it to myself..."
Soph raised her head slightly to look at his face with her lifeless eyes. "I'd never done anything like that before... So I don't know if it was better or not, but it felt... really, really good."
Lone grinned. "I'm happy. I've never done that to a girl, so I was worried you'd not like it, or I'd fuck it up, or something would go wrong. I'm glad I didn't hurt you by mistake."
"S-Same..." Soph's eyes darted around sheepishly. "E-Em... Lone..."
"Hmm?" He looked at the girl that was straddling him while using his body as a surface to lay on top of.
"Um... It's gone soft..." she pointed out.
Lone blanked for a second before he laughed. "Of course it did. It's hard to go more than once in a single try for a guy."
"I-Is that so?" Soph was ignorant of such things, as was Sophie, so this was news to the both of them.
"I can keep making you cum for about thirty-seconds before I can get it going again if you'd like?" Lone suggested as he smirked lewdly.
Soph puffed out her cheeks and crawled up Lone's body. She kissed him and said, "No, please. I can barely move right now... It felt like I got struck by lightning but in a good way. I-It was weird."
Lone laughed and hugged her. "Tomorrow evening then, on the boat. We made great progress today."
"Eh? We're leaving tomorrow?" Soph asked and then her face turned crimson as she smiled sweetly. "Mmm, we did."
"Yup. There's no point staying here any longer." Lone yawned. "Anyway, I guess we should have a bath. I really don't want to stew in this stuff for much longer."
"B-But I can barely move... I probably can't walk..." Soph admitted.
Lone sighed. "Silly girl. I'll just carry you."
And, as he said, he scooped Soph up into a princess carry and brought her to the bathroom. After lighting the room's candles, he spent ten-minutes scrubbing himself and Soph down before he entered the tub that was filled with newly-created warm water.
Soph was back in her child body and she was happily playing with a rubber duck as she leaned her back into Lone's chest.
"Hey, Soph," Lone called as he played with the girl's hair.
Peering up at him, she cocked her head to one side as if to ask 'what?'.
"I love you. Like, I love you a lot. It's hard to describe, but even though you only gave me a handjob, I dunno, I feel like I could die happy, you know? Not that I plan to die," Lone said as he scratched his cheek awkwardly.
Soph smiled adorably before she looked confused then softly nodded. The look on her face instantly changed to a very lustful one. "Maybe we should give you one now to compare? We are far better at enduring physical strain than she is, and we are much more skilled at using our strength properly, so we are sure we can keep you from climaxing for a very long time."
Lone smiled wryly before he bopped the girl on the head. "I'm doing nothing with you until I know how you feel about me, Idiot. Swap back with Soph, 'kay? We're gonna finish this bath then sleep."
Sophie frowned and held her head like an injured animal. "How we feel about you...?"
"That's right. I'm not doing anything with you beyond kissing until I know you love me. Also only if Soph is okay with it. I'm perfectly happy just with her," Lone explained as he returned to messing around with her golden-blonde locks.
"How we feel about you..." Sophie tapped her chin with a finger. She then spun around, making the water splash everywhere. She wrapped her arms around Lone's neck and gave him a kiss. "We don't dislike you."
With that, she grinned and then relinquished control back to Soph. Smiling shyly, Soph turned back around and returned to playing with the toy duck.
'She doesn't dislike me, huh? And Soph wasn't embarrassed when she came back like that despite our faces being so close... Loads of progress,' Lone thought.
He was truly happy with life right now. All traces of his former depression had been entirely washed away by the angel of a girl sat between his legs. 'I... I hope this happiness can last forever... Heh... What am I thinking? Am I a twelve-year-old schoolgirl or something?' Lone chuckled in his mind. 'Still... It's not a bad thought...'
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