A Peach and a Permission

“You even sent them food and declared their territory.”

He raised an eyebrow as if asking how I knew, then answered as if it were nothing.

“I did.”

“…Why?”

“You cried and wailed that those foxes were so precious to you. Wouldn’t you be heartbroken if they disappeared?”

‘Awakener-nim,’ I remembered the man with fox ears who had smiled shyly at me.

Ilai, the only NPC who didn’t treat me like I was invisible.
When I met him, I was ecstatic.

I thought I had finally found a way to return to the ‘real world.’
It was with the sole intention of protecting him that I resolved to leave Bahalgras, yet I had returned to this man’s side.

“You really did that because of me? The Fox Tribe…”

“I’m not merciful enough to take in a weak tribe, useless even as a subordinate power, for no reason.”

And yet, somehow, I had completely forgotten even that.

I was wavering helplessly before this man, who acted like a spring breeze that could melt even the eternal snow.

“…Thank you. Karvan.”

I was slowly settling into the warm den provided by this wolf before me, who had changed as if by magic.

“I think I’ve said something similar before.”

The man, who had been staring at me for a while as if he’d heard something unexpected, spoke as he traced my lower lip with his long finger.

“Show me with your actions if you’re grateful.”

I hesitated before placing my hands on his shoulders.

I wrapped my arms around his warm neck and tilted my head to avoid our noses bumping, about to tentatively press my lips to his, when his eyes, like a bright full moon, stared right at me.

“…Can you close your eyes? It’s a bit much.”

The corners of his mouth lifted, and he closed his eyes as if granting me a great favor.
Only then did I feel at ease and press my lips against his.
He pressed gently on the back of my neck, his tongue slipping past my lips to explore the inside of my mouth as if it were his own.

“Hah, haah, wait, let me breathe… Nngh!”

The man’s tongue slid all the way down my throat before he took a bite of the flushed peak.

Ah, hngh!
I tried to push away his head, which was buried deep in my body, but the sound of him sucking on the nub only grew louder.
He sucked so fiercely on the already sensitive skin that it turned completely red, as if bitten by a giant mosquito.

“It looks like a red flower has bloomed.”

The man looked down at my chest and shamelessly remarked.

“A flower? Hngh, what… flower! Nngh, stop sucking…”

“I heard Radugan has been visiting you often.”

“Huh? Ah, yeah. That’s right. He comes every day and gives me a gift.”

When I simply answered without further explanation, Karvan, who had been playfully flicking my nipple, lifted his head.
His tilted head revealed his displeasure.

“It seems you’re getting close with him.”

“I just feel a bit sorry for him…. Radugan said he also lived his life being chased by the Grim Reapers. Like me.”

“He is a man who tried to rule Bahalgras with that power. I’m thinking of exiling him soon.”

“What? Why?”

I asked back, my heart sinking.
He looked down at me with a raised eyebrow, his arms braced on either side, caging my head.

“You should know better than anyone, so why ask?”

“What are you…”

“Didn’t you once ask me to deal with him for bullying Tegen? With tears welling in your eyes.”

“Ah, Radugan apologized for that. Tegen accepted it, too. They’ve reconciled.”

At my words, Karvan tilted his head.
His raised eyebrow was peculiar, as if he had just heard the most absurd thing in his life.

“Radugan apologized.”

“Yes. And from what I heard, he had a good reason to hate me. He said it was because the scars he received from the Destroyers were too deep.”

Without realizing it, I was earnestly defending Radugan.

“He apologized to me too, and said he regretted it.”

Of course, I didn’t know if my defense would change anything, but Radugan’s words from that day kept replaying in my mind.

‘I wondered what I had done so wrong.’

He had looked so much like me back when I was trapped in this world, hunted by Observers and ostracized by NPCs, that I found it hard to turn my back on him.

“From what I can see, he doesn’t seem like a bad person… I mean, a bad wolf. Don’t be too hard on him.”

Radugan only spoke harshly, but his nature didn’t seem bad.
Even after what he’d been through with Awakeners, he had let go of his hostility towards me, readily apologized to Tegen, and even trusted a Destroyer he hated so much for the sake of the antidote that would save his clan.
So I wanted to trust him, just once.

“Radugan is the chief of the Black Manes, so if I get close to him, maybe the Black Manes will see me in a better light too.”

Also, I thought that if I, the Valtael, gained his trust, it would also help Karvan.

“Then you’ll have one less hostile faction… Right?”

My earnest explanation trailed off as a hand gently touched my lips.

“My Bi is truly naive.”

Karvan was making that face again.
The one where he smiled with his eyes narrowed to slits and the corners of his mouth turned up.

‘…The face he makes when he’s about to tease me!’
As expected, he chuckled as if something was incredibly funny and ruffled my hair.

“Even after being treated so poorly and enduring such harsh things, her heart melts if you just give her a single sweet candy. Isn’t that right?”

“I’m not! And it wasn’t candy, it was a peach!”

Thinking he was treating me like a fool again, I shot back a correction, but he just clutched the side of his eyes and burst into a hearty laugh for a long while.

“Ah, I see.”

As I was seriously contemplating whether or not to punch this lung-punctured canine, his voice, still full of laughter, reached me.

“It wasn’t candy, it was a peach.”

The way he repeated my words, as if placating me, was clearly treating me like a simpleton who was completely won over by a single piece of food.

“It’s not like I made up with him because of the peach! What I mean is…”

Realizing my mistake, I tried to earnestly explain that I had a reason to reconcile, that we had a much deeper conversation.

“So, was it delicious?”

Of course, the man wasn’t listening at all.

This bastard.
I clamped my mouth shut and glared at him, only to see his slyly smiling face full of mischief.

“Yes! It was the most delicious peach I’ve ever had in my life, happy now?!”

As I muttered in resignation, knowing he would just tease me no matter what I said, my vision suddenly flipped.
A chest full of scars filled my view.

“I’m truly curious just how sweet the body that ate that peach is.”

The man whispered, so close that our breaths mingled.

Contrary to the rational touch of his hand caressing my heated cheek, his eyes, gleaming in the darkness, were like those of a starving beast that had found its prey.

“I want to taste you so badly I’m going crazy.”

“……”

“I wonder if my Bi will permit me.”

Even with eyes that looked like they wanted to devour me, bones and all, he was obediently asking for my consent like a leashed wolf.
His gaze was gentle, promising that if I said no, he would just hold me and sleep, as he had for the past few days.

“……”

He stared straight at me with eyes that held a sweetness from start to finish, like honey candy.

I stared into those golden eyes, thick and melted together, and found myself nodding as if possessed.

“Nnngh, hngh, ah…”

Perhaps because it was intimacy he had been granted after several days, the man was gentler than usual.

Before, it was like he would pick me up while I was dizzy and run at his own pace; now, he held my hand and tried to match my speed.

“How do you feel. Is it too much?”

“N-No, hngh, it’s fine…”

He would stop when I was out of breath and struggling, sometimes wait for me to take the lead, and at times, like now, he would give me control.

“Come here. Relax.”

Following the man’s lead, I straddled his abdomen.
I reached behind and grabbed the c*ck that was tapping against my backside, and the head, as if it had a mind of its own, throbbed relentlessly.

Hah, haah, I gasped for breath and lifted my hips slightly, barely aligning myself with the tip of the glans.
My lower part was already wet from a long time ago, after the man had given it a deep kiss.

“Ah, ungh…!”

“Should I use my tongue some more if it’s too much?”

“Hngh, it’s okay. Ah, nngh! J-Just a little, slowly…”

“To struggle this much with mating after just a few days. How are you going to give birth to my child later?”

“Who said, I’d have, your, child… Haah!”

Before I could finish my sentence, he thrust his hips up.
Thanks to that, the tip of the glans, which had only been teasing the entrance, plunged deep inside me.

Hahk, I gasped and collapsed on top of him like a life-sized doll knocked over by a storm.
He grabbed my waist tightly, pressing my body against his.

“…When will she ever be honest. My Bi.”

His voice, nibbling at my ear, was low to the point of being sinister.
Karvan particularly hated it when I denied or rejected him.
Even when he was being gentle and rational, the moment he thought I was pushing him away, he would instantly revert to a beast.

“Hngh, ungh, d-don’t touch… Nngh!”

With my body neatly aligned on top of his, he persistently traced the spot where my arousal fluid was leaking with his fingertips.

“The mating hole is soaking wet, yet the mouth is never honest.”

The man, who had been muttering almost inaudibly, grabbed my pelvis and began to rub against my entrance with a squelching sound.

“Ah, hnnngh, heuk…!”

The bumpy tip of the glans would catch on the entrance of my v*gina before completely pulling out, then it would rub along my backside before suddenly invading again.
Even though he was just playing around the entrance, my hips kept bucking.

“How does it feel. Bi.”

As I panted, caught in the pleasure that lapped against me like shallow waves, he held my cheek, met my eyes, and asked.
In my tear-filled vision, his golden eyes shone like a lighthouse in the night sea.

“I won’t know unless you tell me if you like it or not. Don’t just moan.”

“Hnngh…”

“What do you have this mouth for?”

As I only whimpered at the on-and-off sensation, he lifted my chin and gently pressed his lips against mine.

Chok, chok, at the sound of our flesh meeting, my lower abdomen reflexively clenched tight.