Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 59 - Assault and Waves of Sensitive Emotions

What kind of condition is this?

I was beaten by a woman, held by the shoulder, and deflated while looking at the girl's hard-breathing face with a reddened face.

Amalia's hair wasn't too long to dangle to my skin. But, in some circumstances she lowered her head so low that the tip of her hair tickled at sensitive areas like my neck and shoulder skin.

I'm not stupid enough not to understand how dangerous this is. Amalia is no longer in her pure state. He uses a power that makes lost consciousness supplanted by a drastically changed nature.

The waves of his emotions were thickly felt, sweet in the mouth and even made shakes in the body.

*Dug, dug ... dug, dug ....

Now my chest is beating in a different direction, in a more unique direction because of all the stimulation Amalia is giving. Her gentle body movements, fragrances like sweet therapeutic aromas from emotional waves, dark conditions at night, and even both in a closed room. Of course my instinct as a man inevitably called to be active.

"Huh, hh, huh ...."

The girl's breathing still did not stop while focusing on looking at me sharply with a hot sweaty face.

"A-Amalia ...?"

My hands trembled slightly due to the energy lost due to various factors. But, I still decided to have a bit of a fight. My left hand was a little free at that time, Amalia just gripped the shoulder as the main key. So, little by little I tried to push him with that hand to get out of my way.

*grip

"Hhh!?"

But, that's where Amalia can take me down fast. He who saw my left hand move immediately raised the grip on the shoulder in order to hold my hand and was held up to the bed.

My hands were drawn until my armpits were wide open, the direction was vertical high straight towards the head and locked there. With such a state of hands, it would be even harder for me to rebel.

"Ehehe, it's funny that you want to try to run away from this condition, Kaivan," said Amalia in a soft, seductive tone of voice.

This time I couldn't move much either, Amalia who held my hand also sometimes close her face to me until her breath and the tip of her hair touched my skin. It was fatal, I lost my energy. The difference in our strength is quite far despite the fact that I am a man.

"Hmng, huh," my breath was a little messed up due to the clamping condition. "What does this mean, Amalia?"

I was there trying to make sense. There can't be smoke without fire, what I don't think is reasonable might have a compelling reason behind it. I've never seen a girl assault on a guy's room like this, and I don't want to be a victim just like that.

"I mean ...? Mean how? What do you mean by gini?"

While saying her sentence, Amalia rubbed her cheek against my cheek.

"Hhh!?"

The stimulus is so strong, it's strong in the other direction. The soft skin of a girl's cheeks could really touch with my face. The extraordinary soft sensation even makes my body parts shudder because of the tension, tingling and friction pleasure that can even move the nerve endings in my legs.

"You remember this? This position is nostalgic when we first met, Kaivan?"

"Hn-huh? Since when have we ever thought of this?"

"You forgot? What is pretending to forget? Hmn ... Maybe this will get you."

Amalia made a follow-up move. Not yet finished holding hands and bringing her face closer to me, this time she started moving with her feet. There I moved stiffly, every little hinge of the girl's body retorted with a firm grip of her hand, making my body stick tightly to the mattress over and over, over and over,

The now mute girl put her right foot between my legs. I know, his legs don't come into direct contact with me. They just get into the middle of it. But, my nervous movements sometimes make them collide, which actually makes the condition more stimulating.

Moreover, Amalia gradually raised her legs closer, continuing to get closer to my crotch. I can feel it, the curves in the mattress can explain it without having to look directly at it.

*Whoush ....

Ah ... This wave of emotions as well, is very troublesome.

The smell that was similar to therapeutic candles made me intoxicated by the atmosphere. Continuing to rise, my male instinct is now not towering out, but rather toward being pulled forcibly.

Danger, danger, danger ....

"Hn? The danger? What danger?" reply the witch girl in a cute fishing tone.

"I don't know what you're using this power for. Hn, hah .. but, if I do, I won't be able to stand it."

"He ... hold? Hold what, huh? I don't understand, you name it, Kaivan," Amalia returned with a teasing tone.

"Stop, Amalia. You realize now that we're in what condition?"

I was there trying to reduce the factor, close my eyes and refuse to look at Amalia as much as possible. The face, the expression, the body scent, the waves of emotions, and the tone of voice, were all completely dropping.

"Yes, I know. But I don't see that as a problem. We are also in an artificial world. If indeed the event you want to happen, we can just say that this is just a rather perverted dream."

"..."

Eh?

I froze for a moment. The thought suddenly came up and became a question for me as well.

Now that I was in the artificial world, I was brought with a body different from the original world. I'm sure it was done, my real body is still healing in a broken right hand.

But, it's not just that.

A new body is also always brought in every new round. When I completed the first challenge with a gorilla-like monster, my body should have been destroyed there as well. But, in such a short time, I was brought back intact unharmed.

Our bodies are always reset, nothing is continued and will not leave any marks. What I'm doing here won't rest because it will be given a new body later.

Wait, why do I think that? This doesn't mean I want to carve love out of what Amalia has to offer now. Think of something more logical, like ... reason, reason she did this—

"Kaivan~"

"Hhh!?"

Amalia again called out my name, this time she whispered a fine whisper right through my ear. The subtle stimulation made my body shudder, limp and unable to fight back. Small squeezes on my fingertips, small breaths and even sighs that even turned out to come out of the mouth of a man like me.

Until then, I began to think, something that was indeed the main thing of how I saw this incident.

Do I really have to fight? What is my reason for rejecting this now?

Rather than resist, it might be easier to accept. My body can't lie, my lower half is already throbbing wanting to come out, my head is empty and starting to ignore common sense.

Ah, yes .. stupid time.

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*sex

"Ivan, I was sorry earlier. I just gotan—"

Highlights of light began to be seen, from the end it was seen that the door was open which was accompanied by the figure of people entering the room.

"... Uh?" the response of the person at the door.

It was Imarine.