Lady Devil - Chapter 171

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Johannes pressed his face against Inette’s solar plexus area, as if believing he could distance himself from the void below. Hold me. He seemed to plead. More…. Hold me more. Grab me. Don’t let go. Please. He kept moaning as if in pain. Though it was more like talking to himself, as he didn’t wait for an answer.

How could she embrace him any tighter? Inette seemed to lament. Struggling to respond to his demand, she grasped his hair tightly with her small hand, yet still looked troubled. He clung to her so fiercely.

Breath like night mist flows continuously between Johannes’ pale lips, goosebumps rising. It collides with Inette’s nightgown, then spreads back over his lips and philtrum. And on Inette’s nightgown too. Because of this, the thin fabric of the nightgown near his mouth absorbed moisture, clinging to her soft belly.

As he pressed his face against her desperately, he glimpsed that it was transparent. If it had been moonlit, her skin beneath would have shone like the far side of the moon. As that thought occurred, what arose like wildfire was the instinct to live. I must reach there. I, I must reach there….

Finally, he pressed and rubbed his entire face, his lips, against the damp spot on the nightgown. He looked just like someone bound limb and limb, frantically biting and licking their lifeline with the only free part – their mouth. Could I burrow into your womb and curl up if I do this? Such was his rough desire. He was truly poised to burrow in. His eyes were distant, all reason crumbled by fear – he was an orphan with only his body movements alive. But sadly, even a single layer of fabric like a lunar halo was an insurmountable barrier Johannes could never tear through.

“Johan, Johan…. Stop it. Stop.”

Inette restrained him.

Unable to withstand the pressure from front and back any longer, Inette finally let out a choked “Ugh…” sound. Not content with just that, she yanked Johannes’ hair like tightening reins. It was quite a violent restraint, causing Johannes’ head to tilt back. It happened without warning. The siblings’ gazes collided in midair. A gasping sound erupted from Johannes’ throat as his face was unintentionally lifted. Startled by the sound, Inette immediately spread her fingers wide, but Johannes’ movement stopped abruptly. He froze instantly, neck bent to its limit, still embracing Inette – to an uncanny degree for those watching. Thud. He was now motionless. Like a person who had just died, he only stared with bulging eyes, even the groans that had been unceasing until now gone. It was a silence as if the energy radiating in all directions had exploded in midair.

“S-sorry!”

Inette, seeming unintentional, apologized first. Her opened hand hesitated as it came down, then returned to lightly rest on his hair. Even at that moment, Johannes remained motionless. His gaze fixed on Inette’s eyes did not move.

“Does it hurt? Are you okay?”

Silence.

“I’m sorry. Really, I was really suffocating…. What should I do? It hurts, doesn’t it, Johan?”

Silence.

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