NOVEL NEXT Chapter 139: Just helping Rae Kun
"R-Rae kun?"
Melissa's voice slipped out in a shaky whisper, but Rae didn't even twitch. He sat there trembling like a wet dog, muttering to himself.
"Rae die. Rae is gone."
His head shook violently, tears rolling down his cheeks.
'What the hell is he doing. Can't he see m— ohhh, the cloak.'
It hit her. The damn cloak. To him she wasn't even there. Invisible. So whatever pitiful show he was putting on was real, right? Right?
And then his voice cracked.
"My briends, Rae is cumming."
Melissa's eyes went wide. Her heart skipped a beat, then flipped, then twisted.
'What the… did he just say… cumming.'
Her throat tightened, face heating. She remembered the story he told, about his so-called friends dying. And now here he was saying he was… coming to them.
'Coming where. Coming how. Don't tell me he means that.'
Her kitty clenched with cold and embarrassment all at once.
Melissa stood up and crept toward him, the stone floor biting against her knees.
"Rae have no one," he mumbled again, pitiful and broken.
Melissa's chest ached.
"Rae kun…"
The brat finally looked up, eyes swollen and wet, but he only saw empty air. She was still under the cloak. His lips trembled, his whole body shaking.
"Rae hallucinating now. Rae too gone. Waaah…"
He broke into another round of ugly crying, shaking his head so hard it looked like it might snap off.
"Rae kun, it's me… stop crying."
Her own voice cracked this time, chest tight. She yanked the cloak off, letting herself be seen, and crouched beside him.
Rae's tear-streaked face lit up like sunrise, and without a single warning he threw his arms around her, clutching tight. His wet face pressed into her chest, hot breath spreading across her torn clothes.
Melissa gasped, freezing.
"Aww you poor thing. Were you sad not seeing me?"
Melissa stroked his hair gently, her fingers combing through his sweaty strands.
Rae shook his head, though his face was buried so deep in her tits it looked like he was trying to suffocate in heaven.
His nose nuzzled, his lips pressing and rubbing, full-on motorboating like a pervert who had just found his favorite playground.
"Sniff~ sniff~ Rae gonna die. Too painful madame… sniff sniff."
Melissa tilted her head, frowning softly, still patting him. "What are you talking about Rae kun. Did they hurt you or something."
Her eyes flashed with sudden fury, sharp and dangerous. If those filthy goblins laid a finger on him, she didn't care about stealth anymore.
She'd torch the whole nest, slit their throats, make sure their bones rattled in agony.
But Rae just whimpered.
"No… but it's painful for Rae."
He kept sniffing against her chest, warm tears soaking her top.
Melissa softened again, blinking down at him.
"If they didn't hurt then how did you get hurt. Where did you get hurt."
At that, Rae finally pulled his head out of her breasts, strings of snot and drool clinging to her cleavage, and stared at her with those wide puppy eyes.
"Rae don't know what… but this hurts Rae."
He leaned back against the cold boulder and let his legs fall open, relaxing fully.
Melissa's gaze followed instinctively. Her eyes widened. Her breath stopped. Her lips parted in shock.
She fell backwards onto her butt, both hands covering her mouth, as her eyes locked on the thick bulge straining hard against Rae's clothes.
'Oh my god. That's… that's not pain. That's his… ohhh no no no.'
Her thighs squeezed shut on their own, heat rushing through her like wildfire.
Between his legs, under that ragged loincloth, a stretched white underwear was waging a hopeless war against a beast that wanted freedom.
The fabric clung and bulged, trembling like it was about to split any second. It looked so tight it hurt just watching.
The damn thing twitched, straining, veins crawling like a living monster trying to eat its cage.
"W-what the…"
Melissa's voice cracked, her eyes locked on the swollen outline. Her throat went dry.
It wasn't just big—it was thick, girthy, and the worst part, there was something wet soaking through the white cloth.
Some sticky green liquid seeped out, trailing like poison nectar.
"This can't be possible…"
Her breath came out shaky, disbelieving. Her brain screamed no, but her eyes refused to look away.
"Aaah! Rae can't no more. End me, madame. It's painful… too painful."
Rae groaned dramatically, arching his hips just enough to make the beast writhe harder.
His whole act screamed misery, but the way he moved—he was showing off.
The underwear stretched, creaking, suffocating around him like it was about to explode.
Melissa's face burned red. Her kitty clenched hard. She bit her lip, shaking her head, trying to snap out of it, but she couldn't.
Rae peeked at her from the corner of his eyes, catching her stunned, hungry stare locked right where he wanted. His lips twitched with a smirk he quickly swallowed back down.
"Kill me, madame!"
He reached a hand toward her dramatically, shaking like a dying soldier.
Melissa jerked back to reality, heart hammering.
"Wh-what? Kill you? Y-you? I… what? Fuck!"
She stuttered like an idiot, her hands waving, her brain gone. Obviously she was gone. Her sanity had already left the building.
Rae wanted to laugh so badly, his stomach nearly ached. But he bit it back. His little act was working perfectly. She was already drowning in his play.
"Rae kun, you can't die. Just… just remove your underwear and let the thing free."
"Rae can't. It's painful. Rae tried. But it won't come down."
He said it so pitifully, like he was about to faint any second, and of course that meant only one thing—there was only one way left.
Melissa's hands trembled, but she didn't hesitate long. She quickly reached out, her fingers brushing the fabric as she grabbed the hem of his underwear.
To do that she had to lean forward, and the moment she did, the thick musky smell of the monster hit her nose.
It wasn't just musk, it was sharp, heavy, mixed with the sticky sweet smell of the precum already leaking through.
It invaded her senses so hard her eyes rolled back for half a second. Her knees almost buckled.
She jerked herself back, her body shivering like she just got shocked.
'What the fuck was that?'
Her thoughts spiraled, her heart hammering. For that split instant, her entire being was gone—like she wasn't even in her body anymore.
Just like earlier, when Rae had "accidentally" sucked her kitty and she lost herself, cumming twice before she could even process it.
And now… just the smell alone had almost sent her flying again.
Melissa forced her trembling hands forward again. She told herself she was strong. She told herself this was just to help Rae kun. Just to save him from dying. That's all.
'It's just underwear. Just cloth. He's suffering. I'm not thinking of anything else.'
Her fingers pinched the hem, tugged carefully, like peeling bandages off a wound. But the thing underneath… oh gods, it wasn't a wound at all.
It was alive. It twitched, pulsed, kicked against the tight cloth like it had its own heartbeat, demanding freedom.
Melissa gritted her teeth, holding her breath, pulling harder.
Then it happened.
Like a cursed spring held back for centuries, the monster suddenly wrenched free with a snap.
The fabric gave up its life in that instant, and the beast shot forward—smacking her face with a wet, heavy thud before collapsing across her cheeks, her lips, even her nose.
Her eyes went wide, her hands frozen on his thighs, because now she wasn't just looking at the thing. She was feeling it.
Hot, thick, heavy. The greenish precum smeared sticky trails against her skin, sliding down her cheekbone, clinging to her lips.
'No… this isn't… I'm just… I'm only helping him… He was in pain…'
Her mind screamed, but her body betrayed her with shivers down her spine.
Rae, meanwhile, almost lost it. He wanted to laugh so bad. He wanted to throw his head back and cackle like the villain he was born to be.
But he kept his act going, biting his tongue till it hurt.
"Ahhh madame… it escaped… Rae is doomed now. It's too much for Rae… kill me, please kill me…"
His voice cracked, his hips twitching just enough to drag the monster across her flushed face.
He peeked down with his puppy eyes, watching her stare in shock, her mouth trembling just inches away from the beast.
'Perfect,' he thought. 'She thinks she's helping a dying man. She's already lost.'
Melissa could still hear her own heartbeat, loud and shameful. She could still smell that intoxicating musk flooding her senses.
She could still feel the weight of it resting on her face like she was some altar to its existence.
And yet, she still told herself the same lie.
'I'm only helping him. That's all. Just helping Rae kun.'