Villain: Your Heroines Were Delicious

Chapter 121: Chapter 42

Retsu blinked away the remnants of sleep, feeling completely refreshed, the pain and exhaustion vanishing as if it didn’t exist.

She turned her head, Seijirou was sitting beside her, smiling. He was completely different now, as if something weighing on his shoulders has been lifted.

Then, the events of the past twenty days lingered in her mind like a hazy dream, but seeing him there, safe and real, washed away the last traces of worry.

She shifted closer on the rumpled sheets, her small hands reaching out to cup his cheeks.

“You really worried me,” she whispered, her voice soft but laced with lingering concern.

Seijirou’s eyes met hers, and a wry smile tugging at his lips as he placed his hands over hers, his touch warm and reassuring.

“I’m sorry, Retsu. But there’s no need to worry anymore, I’m here now.”

His words hung in the air between them, drawing their eyes together in a moment of quiet intensity.

The room felt charged, the morning light filtering through the curtains casting a soft glow over their bodies.

Retsu’s cheeks flushed as she leaned in, her lips brushing his tentatively at first, seeking the comfort of his kiss.

Seijirou responded immediately, his mouth claiming hers with a gentle firmness that made her pulse quicken.

His tongue slipped past her lips, teasing and exploring, while his hands began to roam.

One slid down her back, pulling her closer until her breasts pressed against his chest, the other tracing the curve of her hip, fingers dipping just under the edge of the sheet that barely covered them.

She melted into the kiss, but as his touch grew bolder, his palm cupping her ass and squeezing lightly, embarrassment flooded her.

Retsu pulled back slightly, her breath coming in short gasps.

’I need more practice,’ she thought, her mind racing. ’I need more live demonstrations, or he’ll always leave me flustered like this.’

The idea ignited something eager inside her, a determination to learn, to match his confidence.

Seijirou sensed her hesitation and broke the kiss, his eyes darkening with desire as he studied her face.

“Let me show you, Retsu,” he murmured, his voice low and guiding. “Everything. Step by step.”

He guided her hand down his body, letting her feel the hardening length of his cock through his pants before he slowly stripped down to his boxers.

She hesitated, but curiosity won out, her fingers wrapping around him tentatively.

“First, touch me like this,” he instructed, showing her how to stroke him slowly, from base to tip, his hips shifting slightly under her grip.

Retsu’s face burned, but she followed his lead, her hand moving with increasing confidence as he groaned softly.

“Good girl. Now, use your mouth.” He eased her down gently, propping himself up on the pillows.

She knelt between his legs, her heart pounding as she tugged his boxers down, freeing his thick cock.

It stood erect, veins pulsing, the head already glistening with pre-cum.

Retsu leaned in, her lips parting as she took the tip into her mouth, swirling her tongue experimentally.

Seijirou’s hand threaded through her hair, not pushing but guiding. “Suck gently, like this, hollow your cheeks.”

She obeyed, bobbing her head slowly, her lips stretching around his girth. The salty taste of him filled her mouth, and she hummed in response to his praises, taking him deeper with each pass.

“That’s it, Retsu. Use your hand at the base to stroke what you can’t fit.”

She did, her movements syncing into a rhythm that had him thrusting lightly into her warm, wet mouth.

Saliva dripped down his shaft as she worked him, her inexperience giving way to enthusiasm, gagging slightly when he hit the back of her throat but pushing through, eager to please.

After several minutes, Seijirou pulled her up, his cock slick and throbbing.

“Now, something else you can do with these,” he said, his eyes dropping to her full breasts covered by her uniform.

Retsu glanced down at her breast, and slowly, unbottoned her uniform, leaving her on her black lingerie.

She then reached for her bra and unclipped it, letting her breast out in front of a man for the first time.

Seijirou didn’t wait and positioned her on her knees again, squeezing her tits together around his length. “This is what you call a paizuri, now slide them up and down.”

Retsu nodded, pressing her soft flesh against him, moving her body to create friction.

His cock nestled perfectly between her breasts, the head poking out with each upward thrust.

She watched in fascination as pre-cum smeared across her skin, making the glide smoother.

“Faster,” he urged, and she did, her nipples hardening from the sensation, a spark of arousal building between her thighs.

Seijirou’s breaths grew ragged, but he wasn’t done teaching.

“Lie back for me.”He guided her onto the bed, spreading her legs wide to expose her glistening pussy.

His fingers traced her folds from the thin cloth of her panties before shoving them aside and parted her folds to reveal her clit, swollen and pink.

“Touch yourself here while I show you.”

Retsu whimpered, her hand dipping down to circle her nub as he lowered his mouth, his tongue flicking out to lap at her entrance.

He sucked on her clit, then delved inside, fucking her with his tongue while his fingers joined, curling to hit that sensitive spot within.

She arched off the bed, moans spilling from her lips as waves of pleasure built.

“Seijirou… please…”

He rose up, positioning his cock at her entrance. “Now, this—feel how I enter you slowly.”

He pushed in inch by inch, stretching her tight walls until he was buried deep.

Retsu gasped, her pussy clenching around him.

He started with shallow thrusts, teaching her the rhythm. “Rock your hips like this, meet me halfway.”

She did, her body learning quickly, grinding against him as he picked up speed.

Their pace intensified, his cock pounding into her with wet slaps, her juices coating him.

He flipped her onto her hands and knees, gripping her hips to drive deeper from behind, his balls slapping against her clit.

“You can take it harder right? Come on, tell me what you want.”

“More~!” she begged, pushing back eagerly.

“Holy shit, you’re so tight,” Seijirou groaned.

Retsu panted, the fullness overwhelming, but pleasure sparked when he accelerated his thrusts.

“Move with me, fuck yourself on my cock.”

She did, pushing back to meet his rhythm, the slide turning slicker. His fingers plunged into her ass, fucking her there too, double-penetrating her with hand and dick.

The intensity built, her pussy clenching rhythmically around him.

“Harder~! I, ah, I can take it~” she begged, surprising herself by how lewd she sounded right now.

Seijirou obliged, slamming in deep, his balls slapping her cheeks.

He reached around to rub her clit, and she shattered, her orgasm crashing over her in shuddering waves, her pussy milking his cock.

Seijirou followed soon after, pulling out to cum across her ass, hot spurts painting her skin.

Retsu immediately collapsed, having never felt so exhausted in her life. Not even when she was training, or when she was doing an 18 hour surgery did she ever get this exhausted.

She tilted her head, her watery eyes locking on Seijirou.

“Did, did I do okay?” she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper, cheeks warming again despite everything they’d just done.

Seijirou chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead.

“More than okay, Retsu. You’re a quick learner, as expected of a genius, I guess.” His hand slid lower, cupping her ass possessively. “But if you want more lessons, we can keep going. What do you say, ready for round two?”

Her pulse quickened at the suggestion, a fresh wave of heat pooling between her thighs as she nodded, biting her lip. “Yes… show me something new.”

He rolled her onto her back in one smooth motion, his body covering hers, weight pressing her into the mattress.

His lips found her neck, sucking lightly to leave a faint mark, then trailing down to her collarbone.

“Let’s start with control,” he murmured against her skin. “You on top this time. Ride me like you mean it.”

Retsu swallowed hard, but the eagerness from before returned as he guided her to straddle his hips.

His cock, already hardening again, lay heavy against his stomach, and she reached for it, wrapping her fingers around the base to stroke him firm.

She positioned herself over him, the tip nudging her entrance, still slick from their earlier fuck.

Slowly, she sank down, gasping as he stretched her anew, inch by inch until her ass rested on his thighs, fully impaled.

“That’s it, move your hips,” Seijirou instructed, hands on her waist to steady her. “Grind first, feel how it hits different spots.”

She rocked forward and back, her clit rubbing against his pelvis with each motion, sending sparks up her spine.

Her breasts bounced lightly, nipples pebbled in the cool air, and she braced her hands on his chest for leverage, nails digging in as pleasure built.

Emboldened, she lifted up, then dropped down, setting a tentative rhythm.

Seijirou groaned, thrusting up to meet her halfway, his cock driving deeper. “Faster now, bounce on it.”

Retsu obeyed, her thighs flexing as she rode him harder, the wet sounds of her pussy taking him filling the room.

Sweat beaded on her skin, and she leaned forward, offering her tits to his mouth. He latched on, sucking one nipple while pinching the other, the dual sensations making her clench around him.

“Oh… Seijirou,” she moaned, her pace faltering as an orgasm crept closer.

He gripped her hips tighter, slamming her down onto his length. “Don’t stop, squeeze me with that tight pussy.”

She did, her walls fluttering, and she came with a cry, grinding through the waves as her juices soaked his balls.

He flipped them over without pulling out, pinning her beneath him. “My turn to fuck you properly.”

His thrusts turned relentless, pounding into her oversensitive core, cock dragging against her inner walls.

Retsu wrapped her legs around him, heels digging into his back, urging him deeper.

He hooked one of her knees over his shoulder, angling to hit her g-spot with every plunge, her moans turning to whimpers.

“Cum inside me this time,” she begged, the words tumbling out unbidden, completely throwing away any thoughts of safety.

Seijirou’s eyes flashed, and he drove in hard, burying himself to the hilt as he erupted, hot cum flooding her pussy in thick pulses.

She milked him through it, her own release triggered again, bodies locked together in shuddering bliss.

They stayed like that for a moment, breaths mingling, before he eased out, a trickle of his seed leaking from her.

Seijirou kissed her deeply, then whispered, “Lesson over for now. But later… We can try to use the backdoor, if you’re ready.”

“B, backdoor?” She breathed, looking at him with a hazy, confused gaze.

Seijirou smirked, lowering her hand to tease her clits, causing her to shiver, before he moved lower, shoving her hand between her thigh as Retsu spreads her legs.

Under her confused gaze, Seijirou shoved a finger in her backdoor, causing her to flinch.

“This backdoor. I teased this earlier, but you probably didn’t notice.” With that, he removed his finger.

“Um…” She looked at him, shocked and afraid, “…Do people use that place for this as well?”

Seijirou chuckled, “You have no idea.”

Retsu’s heart raced at the thought, but she smiled, nestling closer. “Well, I’m ready for anything you teach me.”

Seijirou smiled, kissing her forehead.