Princess Sherry's Tale - Chapter 13.2

Come on. At the gentle voice of the princess calling him, he held a glass of water up to his lips and poured it in. Like she had said, this wasn’t him touching her, as he was constantly reassuring himself.

Now Sherri, who straight-up hugged his neck, drank water coming through his lips. It was extremely sensual, as the water was cold, unlike his warm lips. So soft and wet that she couldn’t believe they were a man’s lips. Tol thought he’d released all of the water into her mouth, so when he tried to move his face back, Sherri didn’t let go of his neck and whined.

“It’s still not enough… more, give me more.”

“…yes.”

Perhaps it was because of what Sherri had said earlier, or because he had already done it once, Tol obediently filled his mouth with a glass of water again. She, staring at his teeth satisfactorily, flexed her arms and pulled him in.

When he was through with emptying three cups of water with his mouth, he felt a breathing sound, which he didn’t know if it was his or hers, rougher than the first time. Sherri had thought he would shake her off him and run away if she st*mulated him too much, so she had just drunk water, but it became difficult to bear.

As she received the slowly dripping water she sucked his bottom lip, causing a sound. She felt the surprised Tol flinch, but since Sherri was already hanging firmly on his neck she couldn’t let him go.

“It still isn’t enough. Give me all that’s left in your mouth, Tol.”

“Madam Kasheira…”

Tol’s pretty purple eyes glistened with a hint of pleading, but Sherri turned a blind eye and finally tried to break into his mouth using her tongue. After a brief flinch, he opened his lips as if he had given up, and her tongue started from the inside of his lips and slowly began to scroll up and down.

He didn’t know if she was really trying to suck all the water out, but because of Sherri, who never left his lips alone, Tol now felt a burning fire that was too intense for him to suppress.

His posture was uncomfortable, and at last, she grabbed his tongue, and he grabbed her shoulders with a slight frown as Sherri sucked hard on his lips. When he pulled his lips away because of the sudden stretching, Sherri stared at him with a dissatisfied face.

“Tol, you don’t like it?”

“It’s not that. I… My posture is killing me.”

Sherri looked at Tol, who was blushing with meaningful eyes, loosened her arms from around his solid neck, and stretched them out to him.

“Then you can come into the bathtub, Tol.”

“Huh? I could never. I…”

Sherri opened her mouth coyly with a slightly sulky expression at Tol’s flustered face.

“Then should I get out of the tub?”

“Oh, uh, uh!”

Tol soon raised a white flag at Sherri’s eyes, filled with questions about what to do next. It was better for him to get into the tub than to see a princess’s nak*d body. There was a way to leave the bathroom while rejecting both options, but his condition prevented him from thinking normal thoughts.

Fortunately, the bathtub was wide, so it seemed roomy enough even for the big Tol to get inside. It had been built larger than a normal-sized one.

When he kicked off his pants and carefully entered the bathtub, Sherri extended a hand. Accidentally putting his hand on her, he quickly fell into the bathtub when Sherri grabbed his arm.

He was embarrassed because his behind suddenly touched the bottom of the bathtub, and when he finally got up, Sherri’s face was close to his eyes. The water in the full tub was barely filled up to Sherri’s chest, so he avoided looking at her bare chest, but soon afterward, he closed his eyes tight because she lightly touched his lips again.

“Oooomph.”

Sherri, who grabbed Tol’s shoulders and slowly rubbed her lips on his lips as she checked the situation, could feel that he had no resistance. After smiling like that, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him deeper.

Because of that, he could feel her bare chest on his wet shirt. As soon as his eyes opened wide in surprise, Sherri’s tongue penetrated his mouth again.

Her tongue rummaged through every corner of his mouth as if it were a living creature, and before long, it began to tickle. Tol’s body, which was pressed against the bare Sherri—his first direct s*xual st*mulation—trembled. Continuing to gently stimulate his tongue, her tongue, which had poked his soft inner cheeks, came out of his mouth again.