Fun Time**

Wait… What am I doing?

Why did I bring a girl to the Redlight District?

Why did I buy a room…? Wait… I'm not 'that sort' of person though…? My mind is usually clean…

Although the kind of porn I looked up was of that particular variety… I'm not really a 'carnivore'…

So what was this situation?

I brought a girl to a room consensually, and we were suddenly about to make love to each other.

We haven't known each other, but I was still like this? What's this feeling I have? Obsession?

So many questions are popping up in my mind…

…but it would be impolite to stop myself now.

She must have had a hard time making the decision to come here. I mean, just look at her.

Mu Tingyu seemed to nervous right now…

Dressed up in neat and tidy white clothes, there was nothing about her that was similar to myself.

If I was chaotic and unpredictable, she was the easiest to read out of the people I've ever met.

"Do you want to stop this now?" I asked, and she seemed surprised by my sudden shift in attitude.

My shoulders were slouched and my eyes weary.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing…"

"Doesn't seem like it." She spoke while gesturing me to sit next to her. Was she pitying me? …ME?!

But still, I sat down next to her anyway…

"What?" I asked when she started staring at me.

"Do all Demons act like you?" I was surprised she still assumed I was a demon she summoned.

"Maybe…"

"Are you feeling okay?" This kind of question felt annoying. I mean, does it look like I'm feeling well?!

I turned my head and grabbed the hand that was about to pat my head. My other hand on her waist.

"Should we just start?"

"Do you want to…?" This made me stop. Her question was too surprising for me to ignore it.

"I asked for this."

"Then why are YOU trembling?" Just as she spoke that, I noticed my hand was shaky for some reason.

I wasn't sure what was happening to me…

Was this a lack of mental strength?

"I'm… fine. Let's not talk about me anymore than this." I spoke while leaning on her body fully.

Her back fell onto the bed softly, and my body was on top of hers. It's weird… We're both 'girls' now.

Usually, getting horny was as simple as getting a hard-on, but now, everything was different for me.

I wanted to get a better understanding of a girl's body. That's why I decided to self-teach myself the basics of 'playtime' between us. My eyes looked at her perfect body. One that begged for attention.

"Mmph~" She held in a whimper when my finger jammed straight into her lower body awkwardly.

Then, it was almost like the Qarinah inside me took over. It was guiding my touches to the right spots.

"Do you like that?"

"A lot~" A blush was on her face as she spoke, and it somehow filled my empty heart up a little bit.

I was about to continue, but she grabbed my wrist.

What's the hold up now?

"You're face changed a little. I almost missed it." I was a bit put off on how she so quickly recovered.

Was my fingering not good enough yet?

"What?" My face was still expressionless.

"Why do you look like you don't care about anything?" She tilted her head at me in confusion.

I pretended to not notice that this was a ruse to get more 'recovery time'. She was 'cooling down' now.

"Because I just don't."

"…That's weird."

"It's because I'm a demon." I shrugged at her.

"Then why-"

"Are we gonna continue talking or do you not want me to do anything today?" I was getting frustrated.

She couldn't turn me off so easily.

"…Can you do it slowly? Just by a bit…!" I sighed at this unusual request, but decided to just go with it.

My fingers once again reached into her already wet pussy. Touching as if to figure out the shape of it.

"This enough?"

"…Don't look." Seeing that she seemed embarrassed by this situation, I closed my eyes.

The texture and slipperiness of her insides became much more vivid to me when I decided to do so.

Was this where guys like me stuck it in?

Didn't seem big enough to fit my fingers, so I wondered how. Her juices acted as lubricant.

I could hear her holding back from making moans.

This wasn't the situation I really wanted.

However, I didn't want to scare her away by being too forceful. Wouldn't she hate me if I'm selfish?

Still, there was a clear progression in my movements. I was feeling out her 'precious spots'.

Those, when touched, made her react more than touching other places. It made her wriggle a little.

"Let me guess, it's too immoral for a bride to show lust in sex. That's what you were taught, right?"

"…Isn't… that… what… happens…?" She said those words between breaths, and was still able to think.

"Let me take a look." I opened my eyes to see her covering her mouth while I plunged my fingers.

My attitude was laidback as I looked from above. A judging look appeared on my face while watching.

"D-don't look…"

"You may say that, but you just got wetter. Your temperature also went up." I said to her calmly.

"I-I'm not… enjoying this…" She turned her eyes.

What a liar she was…

Mu fingers stopped moving, and then I brought my hand up in front of her; Showing how wet it was…

"Then what's this on my hand?" She seemed quite embarrassed, but also a little 'itchy' down there.

She changed her leg's position a few times…

"That's… Umm…"

"Should I stop this now?"

"Pardon?"

"We can stop if you don't like it." I awaited her response. Her red face became more colourful.

"It's not like I don't… like it…"

"So you want me to do it?"

"P-please…" She seemed more unable to hold in the lust she had been holding back all this time.

She watched as I changed how I sat on the bed.

"Stand up." I 'ordered', seeing if she would really listen to me just to get some more pleasure.

Without thinking, the girl got up and walked in front of me. Her neat dress had a few creases in it.

"Strip."

"W-why?"

"I can touch more places if you're naked, you know." I explained this obvious thing to her.

"It's… immodest."

"Come on~ Aren't we both girls?" I spoke, grabbing her hand and guiding her to sit on my lap wordily.

"B-but…!"

"You can stop me if you don't want me to." When I said that, a look of anticipation arose in her eyes.

However, her mouth was still being dishonest…

"Even if you touch me, my heart is still going to be my own. No one can take it from me."

"Touché. Though no one would want my heart anyway." I spoke while undressing her on my lap.

I left behind her underwear…

There, she sat while wiggling her ass on my thigh from the sheer anticipation of what I'd do next.

And I lived up to those expectations…

"Ah~" She moaned when I pinched her nipples and started messing them up. They were soft and big.

Round, plump, and just the perfect size. I wonder if my 'moulding' of her was what made it like this.

After a few moments, I heard a distinct yet soft sound. It made her bury her head into my chest.

"Don't look…!" She was red all the way to her ears now. It looked like this was too embarrassing...

"Hey…" I tilted her head up, making her look into my eyes and spoke: "Why am I doing all the work?"

"T-that's…"

"Because it's too immodest?"

"…" She nodded her head.

"Then how about this?" Suddenly, the sound of a piece of my clothes being ripped could be heard.

A strand of cloth was taken off…

"W-what are you doing?" She seemed a little scared as the long strand of cloth went up her body. It gently caressed her stomach, busty chest, neck, until it stopped straight in front of her eyes.

"Won't it be less embarrassing if you don't have to see yourself?" I smiled like the trash that I was.

I'd yet to tie it around her head, but she seemed a little more at ease now. Even if she felt more tingly.

Losing one sense only heightened the others…

"That's…"

"You can stop me if you don't want it on." I repeated what I said before and tied the knot.

I could tell she felt this was even more kinky…

It was at that moment I touched her leg. The one that was bent while she was sitting on my lap.

"Now… why don't you clean me up? Just keep on rubbing until the mess is gone." I moved her hips.

The bottom of her panties rubbed on the wetness on my leg, which made her react even more cutely.

She didn't 'clean' me up whatsoever. The 'mess' on my leg only became worse with her ejaculating again and again. Time passed, but the situation only became worse as I touched her all over.

I lost track of time having my way with her…

When we were done, she laid on the bed with the makeshift blindfold already taken off completely.

Her eyes showed the content she was feeling…

And me, I felt a little more 'whole' seeing that there was someone in this world that was real intimate…

I kissed her goodnight when she fell asleep…

It was at that moment someone appeared behind me while we were both bare-naked after sex.

That woman was my supposed 'Master'…

She gasped after seeing both our appearances and stepped back. The scene was unexpected to her.

I wonder how I should explain this…