I Became the Younger Brother of the Villainess

“Huh… Here…?” she murmured, her voice tinged with hesitation and curiosity.

She knelt on the floor, resting her cheek gently against my thigh, rubbing it in slow, deliberate motions.

I absentmindedly brushed her hair aside, watching as she laughed softly, as if finding something oddly comforting about the rough texture of the fabric.

“Hand,” I said, my voice firm but calm.

“Yes,” she replied without hesitation.

Puppy Christina. If I told her to bark, she’d bark without a second thought. But when I asked for her hand instead, she offered it willingly, without pause.

I grasped her wrist firmly, guiding it around my waist and pulling her closer.

“…Eww,” she murmured, her voice trembling faintly.

A dick that was swollen to the point of bursting was held in the hand of a noble lady who had never been associated with such a thing in her life.

It was late, just before bed, and all she had left on was a thin robe and her underwear.

“Do you know what this is?” I asked, my voice low and deliberate.

“M-Mom, I don’t know…” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re such a little liar,” I said, my tone sharp but teasing. “Answer me properly.”

She fell silent, her lips pressed tightly together, unable to respond.

For a moment, she seemed to have come to her senses and turned her head around – although at the time she was turning around, she didn’t seem to be in her right mind – but she opened her mouth slowly as if she was dying to see me staring down at her without saying a word.

“That, um… sir.”

“again.”

“Um… sir… i.”

“and?”

“Well, let’s go. If it’s a penis, then it’s a penis… a penis.”

It was funny how he looked up at me and glared at me as if to say, “What more could you want?” Even while he was talking, he was slowly stroking his dick with his hand.

Her horny body seemed to be completely separate from her shy heart, so I caressed her cheek.

“You’re a young lady, and that’s all you know? Let me teach you. Follow along: ‘Go to sleep.’”

“… I-I’m embarrassed. I can’t do it,” she stammered, her voice quivering.

Despite her words, her hand trembled against the pillow, betraying her inner conflict. She looked like a nervous but curious pervert, caught in the act.

“Really? The Lady of Blackwood, so skilled with pleasantries, can’t manage this?” I teased, smirking.

“… Ugh.”

When I pressed her further, her eyes quickly sharpened, though her lashes obscured much of the glare. Even so, she tightened her grip on the pillow, clutching it desperately, and began to move it subtly against herself, the fabric of her clothes unable to fully mask her actions.

“Okay, okay. Let’s go to sleep, alright?” she murmured, almost pleading. “But comparing yourself to other women… that’s unfair… it’s bad…”

“Really? You can’t forgive me?”

“… I didn’t say anything like that. I just said it was bad…”

By the way, she’s been holding up well since a while ago. She’s even been sucked, so if you open her skirt, you’ll see her vaginal fluid flowing out, but she’s pretending like nothing happened and rubbing her vagina.

“Take it off.”

“… .”

A face that looked like it had no more room to blush became really bright red as if it was going to burst.

I glanced down, noticing my lower body swollen to the point of bursting, then shifted my gaze back to her.

Gulp. The sound of her swallowing was unusually loud.

“…!”

Embarrassed, she bit her lower lip, hesitating for just a moment before hastily untying my gown and pulling down my underwear. Her hands moved quickly, betraying her nervousness. Despite her attempt to appear composed, the tension in her lower abdomen was unmistakable.

“Haa… Haa…”

Her breathing grew uneven as she became engrossed in removing my clothes. It was endearing to see her trying so hard to hide her arousal. Finding her attempts irresistibly cute, I gently placed the shaft of my cock—now freed from its confines—into her palm, as if offering her a gift.

“Ah… This is… this is… it…”

Now, Christina, seemingly lost in her own world, forgot her earlier embarrassment. Her gaze locked onto the dick in her hand, her expression a mix of wonder and fascination.

With a lewd and curious look, she began to observe it closely. The heat radiated from it like a fireball, an undeniable force of nature, and her fingers gently traced its shape.

“Ah… It’s so hard…”

“How is it? Do you like it?”

Still entranced, Christina answered blankly, her voice distant. She seemed so deep in thought, so completely absorbed, that she didn’t even realize what she was doing.

“It’s so big, and so hard… It’s hot, like fire… Like iron freshly heated… Like a club…” she murmured, her voice trembling slightly. “Here, the veins… It’s like an animal… It’s frightening… But…”

Her words trailed off as she clamped her mouth shut and swallowed hard, as if lost in an intense, vivid imagination.

“But?” I prompted, my tone urging her to continue.

She hesitated for a moment before slowly parting her lips, her voice barely above a whisper.

“It’s scary, like a wild beast… But… when I imagine it… piercing me… my lower stomach aches.”

“You’re such a perverted little thing.”

“Huh,” she gasped, her body shuddering violently at my remark.

Christina gripped the saddle tighter, her eyes flickering with a mixture of embarrassment and curiosity, as she began to examine it more carefully.

“I’m sorry for being so perverted,” she murmured, her voice trembling. “This is my first time seeing something like this… And yet… so lewdly… I couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation…”

Even as he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on the bed. His voice was soft as he addressed her, noticing how she stared blankly at the pillar swaying with each stroke of his hand.

“Then… do you want to put it in your mouth?”

At my words, his half-lidded eyes suddenly widened, as though the thought had never even crossed his mind.

“My mouth? Y-Your mouth? Oh my god…”

Even as he spoke, he parted his lips slightly, seemingly trying to gauge its size, or pressed his lips tightly together with his other hand in a moment of hesitation.

The sight of the enchanting beauty, her blue hair cascading like silk, standing at the edge of my bed while debating whether or not she could manage such a thing, was utterly captivating.

“Yes, yes… If you wish it, Scarlett…”

And then, with a determined effort, she opened her mouth wide.

Lowering the pressure slightly, she placed her lips on the tip of the glans.

“Chu…”

“It might taste a bit bitter at first, so don’t swallow it immediately. Take your time—inhale its scent and start with gentle kisses,” I encouraged.

“Mm… Ssup… Huuung… Chuu…”

A virgin experiencing a man’s form for the first time, she took the glans into her mouth, exploring its scent and texture.

I was captivated by her innocence. Christina, ever sincere and intelligent, seemed to grow more excited as she felt the glans twitching in pleasure against her lips.

“Chu, chu, chu… Does it feel good?”

She planted soft kisses on the glans repeatedly, then gazed up at me, her expression a mixture of curiosity and delight, as she lightly rubbed the shaft against her cheek.

“A lot.” “I’m glad… I’ll do more… Hurry up. Mmm… slurp.”
This time, she opened her mouth again, taking the tip into her mouth and sucking firmly. One hand grasped the remaining length, stroking it gently.

Her other hand…
Ah, I see. It slipped between her legs, moving slowly and deliberately.

Thump, thump. The soft, rhythmic sound of dripping water had been audible for some time now.