Eat The World Tree

“Maronnie.”

“….”

The moment before my penis tore through the underwear.

Nose against the pillar, gently sniffing the scent.

“…Ah.”

The overpowering male scent inside her nostrils didn’t calm her.

The concealed penis in the underwear had grotesquely swollen.

Upright.

Maronnie gazed intently at the penis placed on her nose.

The hot, soft sensation pressing against her lower abdomen through the underwear.

The canine tooth grazed the glans, and with a sharp pain, Blanche’s tongue, filled with saliva, gently licked the lower shaft.

It was a sensation that made her body tremble.

“Hey. Hey!”

Her delicate arms wrapped around my waist.

With the penis out of her mouth, Maronnie buried her nose into the underwear soaked with saliva, enjoying the scent and licking it with her tongue.

“Pfft, tsk, phew…”

She drooled, mouth open.

The dense gaze she lifted towards me was entwined with lust.

Her eyes, once a clear blue, now darkened with corruption.

Sluuurp. Sluuurp. The sound of her thighs rubbing against each other in white stockings reached my ears.

-Thump.

Whether her legs lost strength, Maronnie knelt down.

“Hah, haah… Hah. Hah…”

I had lost my mind.

I couldn’t see her expression.

The darkness narrowed my vision.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Thus, Maronnie’s provocative breaths became deeper and more seductive in my ears.

-Hoo, hoo.

The vulgar breathing echoed inside the bathroom.

I intended to resolve it, but now my mind was getting foggy.

The National Tree, her.

Small, cute, a girl-like Maronnie, who could be lifted easily with both hands, was smelling my scent below.

“…Ah.”

The translucent liquid at the edge of the underwear.

The soft sensation of her lips touched the tip of my glans.

-Smack.

She even licked up the precum.

As if it were sweet coconut juice. Lovingly, she caressed my shaft with both hands, calming me down.

“…This.”

Maronnie’s voice, stained with lust.

Originally, her voice would resonate like the bell of a clock tower at noon.

But what about now?

“…I like it.”

The sweet voice, like a bar of chocolate, became stickier the more she got excited.

“I like it, I like it…”

Her voice, tickling my ears like melted chocolate at room temperature.

A voice that only Maronnie could make, unmatched by anyone else.

“How much, how much I’ve waited.”

Just hearing it made my whole body’s lust seem to spasm.

The scent of sweat from her small body was musky, yet not unpleasant, making me want to hold her all day.

Maronnie, holding the underwear, gently pulled it down.

The grotesque, veiny penis.

It didn’t come down easily, struggling until it touched her cheek.

Even that soft sensation seemed to drive me crazy.

I stepped back briefly to escape the pleasure.

Then, my elbow hit the switch, and the lights on the ceiling clicked on.

-Flash.

The image of Maronnie on her knees entered my eyes.

The white underwear between her skirt was soaked straight through.

Even though she was kneeling, her thighs were vulnerably spread, with a clear line stretching below.

Above it, her bright red face met my eyes.

A face that could drive someone mad.

“Get up.”

“Yes…”

She obeyed my command.

Maronnie, who stood up, was covered in sweat.

Did she sweat a lot when nervous? Here and there, she was wet and shiny.

I slightly bowed my head.

Maronnie, who entered my sight, swallowed hard.

-Thump, Thump.

So, a human heart could beat like this.

Not thumping, but lovingly in rhythm. Like Maronnie’s heart, which seemed to express its emotions just like she loved music.

I slipped my hands under Maronnie’s armpits.

…Unknowingly.

I buried my face into her body.

Maronnie hugged my face in ecstasy.

-Thud.

Gently pushed, Maronnie’s back hit the back of the toilet tank.

I licked each drop of sweat that formed, vibrating on my tongue with the slightly sweet scent.

Lifting her wet short sleeves, her nipples stood erect over her slightly bulging breasts.

“…We.”

Maronnie cautiously spoke.

“…If we do it this time, we can’t pretend it didn’t happen. It’s different from before. The temperament is still there…”

“You want to, right?”

“…”

Maronnie slightly spread her arms.

“Yes.”

Her eyes became sticky with love.

“…Hug me, Blanche.”

I hugged Maronnie with both arms.

Not cold, with both arms, holding Maronnie close to my chest, I tightly embraced her.

“…Ugh, ugh, ugh…”

The tightness of being restrained, the embrace might have been painful, yet.

Even in that moment when she couldn’t breathe, Maronnie was trembling.

Did our bodies remember that short day we spent together?

Lust flowed out from under her underwear.

“You’re like a cat.”

Like a cat, showing affection while being held, tickling my heart.

That was Maronnie’s personality.

“…A cat.”

“Is that bad?”

“Make me your cat…”

Crossing the line, she didn’t watch her words.

She seemed ready to agree to anything.

Even if I asked her to date, or suggest any position, she would accept.

But I couldn’t go as far as penetration.

Even though that’s what Maronnie might want the most, in the end, it would just be another layer of feigned emotion.

“…Let it all go… Live as your cat.”

Yet, the sorrowful voice escaping Maronnie’s lips.

“…Leaving behind the National Tree and the family…”

I press down and stroke Maronnie’s slightly raised hair.

“Live normally.”

Tired eyes.

Familiar eyes.

The eyes of a salaried worker, exhausted every day without even weekends, drained of energy.

Maronnie, bearing the responsibilities of nobility and the duties of the National Tree, couldn’t handle that much stress.

And such a Maronnie.

Things got tangled, and now she was seeking refuge in me.

“…Do you hate me?”

“Why would I hate you? Unless you hate me.”

“Is it bad?”

“You’re more than pretty.”

“…Am I not cute?”

“You have plenty.”

“…Is it bad that it’s with me? Because my breasts are small…?”

Caught off guard by her question, I forgot what to say.

How should I respond?

Instead, I moved my face to meet Maronnie’s lips.

“Mmm…”

As I slipped my tongue inside, her lips opened ever so slightly to welcome it.

Her tongue greeted mine, licking the base, scraping the palate, exchanging saliva.

The pure body of the National Tree was defiled by human saliva.

“Mmm… cold. Phew…”

As we parted lips and looked at each other,

I reached down, slipping my fingers past Maronnie’s stockings and underwear, parting the fine hair there.

-Creak.

It wasn’t long before a passionate moan escaped from Maronnie.

“If the brainwashing is undone.”

“…Ah, yeah… Mmm…”

“Even if the feelings are similar, I’ll take responsibility somehow.”

That wouldn’t be hard.

I’d get nagged by the women at home, but that’s already a fact.

Maronnie’s waist bent as she hugged me tightly.

“But right now, the situation is unpredictable.”

I gradually increased my fingers.

Turning my hand into a hook, I stimulated the sensitive parts inside her tight, winding passage.

Maronnie was already narrow.

“…Mmm, mmm, ah, mmm, oh…”

Obscene sounds echoed.

“Mmm, mmh… Hic, mmm.”

Her love juices flowed copiously, almost like urine.

“If you want.”

If Maronnie wanted it after we were done,

Since I’d be wandering anyway at that time, I could brazenly take Maronnie away.

I didn’t finish my sentence.

“…Mmm, nya… Ah.”

I hugged Maronnie as she let out cat-like sounds.

“It’s so different from when I’m alone… Even without penetration… Ah.”

Maronnie pouted her lips, begging for a kiss.

I had no choice but to entangle tongues again.

The exposed penis slid between Maronnie’s thighs at that moment.

As I gently swayed my hips with that soft sensation, Maronnie began to cry out.

“…Ah, ah, mm, ah… Ha!”

“Blanche.”

As I brushed past the wet folds of her vagina, her swollen clitoris twitched.

The love juices slicked down her thighs and,

The friction of the thin stockings continued to generate heat.

I pressed myself further onto Maronnie, rubbing my penis against her thighs.

-Swish.

Soon, white semen was sprayed onto Maronnie’s white stockings.

“…Ha, ha.”

“Are you satisfied?”

Maronnie, without realizing, wiped the semen off her thighs with her hand and brought it to her mouth.

I caught her hand.

“Don’t eat it. You might feel sick for no reason.”

“…Okay.”

-Swish!

We roughly cleaned ourselves with our clothes by the nearby sink.

We returned to the room.

We had no choice but to shower separately.

An awkward silence followed until Maronnie spoke, and I went first.

When I returned to the room after changing, Maronnie entered the bathroom next.

With one release of lust, my mind was clear.

The sensation of the white stockings still makes my desires surge when I think about it.

I sat carelessly on her bed, waiting for Maronnie. When she didn’t come, I lay down.

-Rattle.

The door opened soon after.

-Thump, thump.

Tiny footsteps. Maronnie, walking quickly, looked down at me on the bed.

-Slide.

She gently pulled back the covers.

“…Why?”

“I want to sleep together….”

“What if we get caught?”

“Before that, I’ll move… Can’t I stay with you until then?”

Many thoughts crossed my mind.

What if we got caught, among other things.

The more I indulged her whims, the deeper my concerns grew about irreversible consequences.

“…Just this once.”

At my reluctant response, Maronnie, wearing thin pajamas, slid onto my bed.

Watching how she would sleep, she cautiously climbed onto my stomach and curled up.

With her buttocks pushed back, her thighs were at my hips, and her arms embraced my chest.

“Can’t you sleep comfortably beside me, Blanche?”

“Today… I’m a cat…”

Remembering that request, Maronnie rubbed her cheek against my chest.

“…I’m going to sleep.”

She was totally willful.

I had no choice but to tightly embrace Maronnie under the covers.

Seemingly pleased, she rubbed her cheek against me several times.

When I gently tapped her soft buttocks, she moved forward slightly, kissed my lips, and closed her eyes again.

-Peck.

I was full of sins.

She was sleeping.

Maronnie woke up in the middle of the night to check the time.

5 AM. Surprisingly, she tended to wake up late.

The Sage and Shiheon often got up first, saying they have morning duties.

They had at least until 7 AM to spare.

“….”

-If the brainwashing is undone.

-I’ll take responsibility if the feelings are similar.

She remembered those words.

Even though she didn’t know what would happen to her.

She just said she would take responsibility.

Then what about other women?

Seeing how he drove women crazy, he must have hidden another woman somewhere.

Even though multiple marriages were legal…

A woman’s desire wouldn’t be that small.

“…Mmm.”

Shiheon, tossing his head as if his breath was caught in sleep.

Maronnie crawled over his stomach and stole a kiss from his lips.

-Peck.

It was sweet.

That was the illusion she felt.

‘Just one more time…’

-Peck.

She licked his lower lip.

Slipping her tongue through the slight gap, she licked his teeth.

She caressed his cheeks with both hands.

It was the face she memorized yesterday.

-Peck.

It seemed he was in deep sleep as there was no sign of him waking.

Time was still abundant.

Maronnie extended her tongue as far as she could, penetrating Shiheon’s mouth.

His scent filled her breath.

‘…I like it.’

-Slurp.

‘I like it…’

-Smack. Peck. Suck. Slurp.

‘I like it…’

His face, which best expressed affection.

A face that once didn’t stir any thoughts, now completely captivated her.

Pressing down on Shiheon, Maronnie hugged his face, cradling the man with her slightly bulging breasts.

Small, but sufficient to hold one man.

Just a little longer like this.

When she thought she needed to hold this man,

She immediately felt a presence behind her.

“Blanche?”