Chapter 59: Finally

I took Stevie’s hand, spun her around, and got on top. Stevie kept her eyes open, staring straight at me. Shouldn’t you close your eyes here? Isn’t it heavy? I didn’t ask any of those standard questions.

"Stevie."

I called her name again, but she just kept staring intently at my face without blushing or anything. What’s with staring like that at this point? She probably wasn’t taught that women are supposed to close their eyes so the man can proceed. I really want to ask her two teachers what exactly they taught her! Especially you, Miss Lily, who’s currently holding your breath and lurking in the shadows like a ninja! I’d love to interrogate you!

Realizing I couldn’t expect anything from Stevie, I leaned in and kissed her while her eyes were still open. A quick chu sound, then I immediately pulled away. Hmm... she kept her eyes open during the kiss too. Well, there’s no strict rule that you have to close your eyes when kissing. Maybe I’m the weird one for thinking that.

"Kiss?"

This Stevie seriously asks about everything. It’s kind of disappointing. I gave her a second, longer kiss. Even then, Stevie didn’t open her mouth — it was still a childish peck.

"Buha!"

The moment I pulled away, Stevie gasped for air. So she had been holding her breath the entire time.

"Stevie, you should breathe through your nose while kissing. Otherwise you’ll suffocate."

"Huh? Is that how it works? I didn’t know. So people who kiss for a long time breathe through their noses. That’s amazing! No wonder they can kiss for so long. Ehehe." She laughed innocently. "I once saw my brother doing it and thought he was really good at holding his breath. I figured it was because he trained as a knight. Ahaha."

Stevie was laughing innocently, but there wasn’t even a shred of romantic atmosphere. Should I keep going anyway? At least she’s able to laugh when talking about her brother now.

Even without any mood, honestly, I was already physiologically unable to stop. Of course — when you have a young, fresh girl right underneath you, any boy in the middle of puberty with raging hormones would be like this. Just looking at her would be enough to get going. And now she was literally under me.

At first, I thought maybe I should hold back and just have her use her hand, or that nothing would happen even if we slept together until morning. But now that we were in this situation, that was impossible. I couldn’t hold back! I wondered how many times I had already come since morning, but when you’re in a situation like this, it’s only natural for it to get hard again.

While kissing her, I licked her gums. Stevie’s eyes widened in surprise, but eventually she opened her mouth. I slipped my tongue inside. Her shock was endless. She tried to push my tongue out with her own, but that was a mistake. I wrapped around her tongue and played with it. At first her tongue was stiff, but eventually it relaxed — either from getting used to it or giving up — and let me do as I pleased. Don’t underestimate my young, lust-filled spirit! (Though I’d love for her to lick my body too!)

While continuing the kiss, I touched her chest. Over the stiff, rough chemise, I felt the area that should be her breasts. What is this? Why is this chemise so scratchy? It must have been washed many times. This was clearly her everyday chemise. So she really did come straight from the knight order to my room. Did she not expect this kind of development? Didn’t Miss Lily teach her to wear silk underwear for situations like this? Didn’t she warn her to change into nicer underwear just in case? Even without being told, you’d think she’d figure that much out herself... but this is Stevie we’re talking about. I guess I’m the only one who would make a move on such a hopeless girl~~~

Stevie squirmed as if she found it ticklish or unpleasant when I touched her chest. Even so, the chemise was loose enough for easy access, so I slipped my hand in from the side and reached for her breasts. Because she was lying on her back, her chest was still almost flat. I could feel some slight softness, though. And then... there they were! Nipples! On a nearly flat surface! If I touched very carefully, I could feel the area around them was slightly raised... and a little soft? Since I couldn’t really knead her breasts, I focused on stroking, pinching, and rubbing her nipples with my fingers.

When I pulled my mouth away, Stevie had her eyes closed and her brows furrowed. She didn’t seem to hate it.

"U... u... u, nnn..."

She let out soft, moaning sounds. I wasn’t sure if it felt good, or if it was just ticklish... or maybe uncomfortable?

As I stared at her face, Stevie noticed and opened her eyes.

"Stevie, is this okay?"

I asked, even though I had no idea what exactly was "okay." She answered simply:

"Yeah."

So... that means all clear?

I lifted her chemise. There was her navel, a flat stomach, and her chest. On both sides were small, light-brown areolas, and in the center, light-brown nipples. While playing with one nipple with my hand, I brought my mouth to the other. It was already hard. I licked and sucked it with my lips and tongue.

Stevie didn’t say anything, but her shoulders were rising and falling, and her stomach kept sucking in and puffing out. She had almost no subcutaneous fat, so when it sucked in, it really caved in deeply. There was no corresponding swelling in her chest, though.

I wondered where her hands were and saw she was gripping the sheets tightly. Her arms were tense, veins standing out. Looking at her shoulders, they were also stiff with strength. Sorry about that, I thought, but this is probably normal for a first time. I recalled my single experience in my previous life. Back then I was also a virgin, so my body and mind were both rock hard. Honestly, I had zero composure and barely even looked at the girl.

Noticing I had stopped moving, Stevie looked up at my face, realized I was staring at her body, and turned her face away, blushing. So she did feel some embarrassment after all. ℴ

"Stevie, if it’s too much, we can stop," I whispered gently.

"I’m the older sister," she mumbled.

That’s right. Stevie was the older sister. She was supposed to be the one guiding me.

"I forgot. I was supposed to have you teach me, Stevie."

Stevie gave a shy grin.

"Yeah. I’m the big sister, so I’ll teach you, Lord Robby."

I just realized something. When Stevie was in bed, she referred to herself as "watashi" (more soft and feminine "I"), while normally she used the firmer "watakushi." I finally noticed she had a private self and an official self. With her chemise still pulled up, I pressed my body against hers. Even though her chest was flat as a board, it still felt good. A girl’s skin really does feel nice — especially young skin. Yep, 100% old man line right there.

"Stevie," I whispered into her ear.

"Yes, Lord Robby? What is it?"

"It feels really good."

"Really? I’m glad. I was worried you’d be disappointed because I don’t have any breasts. When the maids heard I was going to serve you at night, they told me, ’A flat girl like you is definitely going to disappoint Lord Robby if you show him your naked body!’"

"I see~~"

I chuckled softly. It was funny knowing even Stevie worried about that.

I pressed my hard cock against Stevie’s crotch, pushing firmly.

"U-um, Lord Robby... is this thing pressing against my crotch... maybe...?"

"Yeah, that’s right. Haven’t you seen one before?"

"I have. I’ve seen my brother’s."

I got a little startled when she said she had, but since they lived together, that made sense.

"But it was always hanging down softly. I didn’t know it could get this hard."

Well, you wouldn’t know unless you touched it.

"Yeah, it gets like this at times like these. When your brother showed it to you, he probably wasn’t in the mood, so it wasn’t hard. It wasn’t pointing up, right?"

"...Yeah, I guess?"

Talking about her brother made the mood a bit awkward again. She might start crying.

"Stevie, can you hold it?"

"Ehh!? Ah, yes!"

I guided her hesitant hand to my cock. Even over the pants, it felt great. Having someone else’s hand on it was on a completely different level! Whether it was Stevie, Lily, or Linda — a girl’s soft hand felt dozens of times better than my own! I can say that with absolute confidence! Plus, the fact that she was so hesitant and nervous, clearly a total beginner, was incredibly arousing! I already feel like I might cum just from her holding it!