Why... why...
Why does such a "dirty" place... feel so... incredible...
It's so hot...
I'm going to turn into someone else... something is wrong with me...
"This is the power of love~!" Haruka Kasugano continued to bluff.
"Love..." Jeanne suddenly had an epiphany. "I see... love can make pain beautiful, and it can turn the 'unclean' into something burning and bright... How wonderful! Love is so wonderful!"
Finally, Haruka Kasugano had Jeanne support herself on all fours. He was about to launch the final assault. The massive "stalactite" hung there like a mountain peak during an earthquake, swaying violently, on the verge of collapse. It was a staggering sight.
"Wuh!" Jeanne let out a sharp cry, her tender feet constantly kicking against Haruka Kasugano's thighs as if searching for an anchor.
Aaah... Because Jeanne only had her knees on the ground and her calves were kicked up, her "pomelo" was squeezed with extreme force.
AAAAHHH—! It was... too... narrow...
Haruka Kasugano thrust powerfully into the expanded back door of that exquisite pomelo. A surge of molten lava erupted within the lock.
"Wuu-nn-nn-nn?!" Jeanne sang out to the heavens.
Slap—! Jeanne was dropped onto the floor, her delicate, soft bottom bouncing a few times against the ground. At that moment, the "essence" surged forth like an exploding bottle of soda, spraying from the back door. It was like a flower bud bursting into bloom—shocking and beautiful.
Mmm-hmm— Haruka Kasugano marveled. Jeanne had already been "reshaped" by him in multiple places. It was truly magnificent! But it wasn't enough... not nearly enough! There were still many places on her that hadn't been marked as his. The struggle isn't over yet; the comrade must keep working!
"Ah..." Jeanne felt the weakness in her entire body, lying on the ground panting. These things are so terrifying... why does Haruka Kasugano know so much? No, it's not his fault, it's mine. I'm the one who corrupted him... he's just applying what I taught him.
Fundamentally, it's because I led him astray at the root... Jeanne, you're such a scoundrel...
Next, Haruka Kasugano grabbed Jeanne's long braid and pulled her up.
"It hurts... Haruka Kasugano, don't be like this. I love you. You can punish me however you want, just don't do this..." Jeanne cried out with a face full of grievance. But she knew she was in the wrong; after all, she thought she had caused his death. No matter how he treated her, she felt she deserved it.
Then, Haruka Kasugano brought his "Holy Sword" before her face. Jeanne stared at the sword, momentarily frozen. What did he want her to do...
Haruka Kasugano's gaze grew increasingly heated as he stared at her perfectly shaped, cherry-like lips. Her lips curled up slightly in an inadvertent temptation. They were so vivid, making one desperate to have her "eat a scoop of ice cream."
Hehehe...
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"Uh..."
Jeanne blinked her large, watery eyes, staring blankly at the colorful "lollipop" before her, her gaze filled with confusion. Her cherry mouth parted slightly as she asked hesitantly, "What... is this for...?"
Though her mind was full of question marks, her hands seemed to move on their own, naturally gripping the lollipop. "Do you need my help... do you really like me helping you relieve the tension that much? Honestly... you still seem quite energetic..." Jeanne murmured, her cheeks flushed like fire.
However, Haruka Kasugano calmly shook his head, a faint smile playing on his lips as he explained, "I do want you to help me relieve it, but not with your hands..."
As he spoke, he gently flicked his finger, easily brushing away her small hands.
"Eh...?" This time, Jeanne was truly lost. Her beautiful face was a mask of bewilderment. Does he want to keep using the 'bottom'...? But it still hurts so much... though... if he likes it... I can endure a bit more...
Seeing her so slow to catch on, Haruka Kasugano had no choice but to slowly bring the lollipop closer to her tempting, vivid lips. Instinctively, Jeanne leaned back, trying to avoid it. But in that instant, her gaze met the playful, half-smiling expression on Haruka Kasugano's face. A bolt of realization struck her.
Immediately, a whirlwind of emotions crossed her face. First, shock and disbelief; then, a flash of distaste that was instantly replaced by intense curiosity; next, the anxiety made her turn pale, her lips trembling; finally, a sense of resolve rose from her heart, and her eyes became steady and brave.
"Are you... really going to punish me in this way?" Jeanne asked painfully, her eyes squeezed shut. But she soon opened them, a glint of determination in her gaze. "Compared to your pain, this is nothing..."
Her voice was low and firm, as if she had made a difficult decision. Her expression became one of absolute resolution. Jeanne slightly opened her mouth—lips shaped like a blooming flower, radiating charm. Her small, nimble tongue flickered within. Her breathing quickened, filled with both anticipation and tension.
"Mmph-mmph—"
Jeanne's eyes locked onto Haruka Kasugano's massive "Juque Sword." Its incredible size and exquisite patterns left her awestruck. Although she had seen it during their "lessons" before, this was the first time she had faced it so closely. Looking at it from this range was heart-stopping. The tip of the sword even had traces of "cherry blossom pink" left on it... the marks of her punishment.
Jeanne stared, momentarily dazed. Then, she shook her head and began her task. The "ice cream cone" was simply too large; even stretching her mouth to the limit, she couldn't swallow it all. Saliva began to pool at the corners of her mouth like a greedy kitten. It was difficult for her, but she worked hard, eventually taking the "ice cream" into her mouth.
Aaah—
Mmph-mmph—
Soon, she gagged. "Cough, cough... urk..." It was too much. This was a severe challenge to her throat's endurance. Seeing her hesitate, Haruka Kasugano swayed the "lollipop" like a master teasing a pet. Jeanne bit her treasure and tried again.
She gripped the "base of the tree" with both hands to stabilize it. She couldn't help but take a deep breath; the fresh scent intoxicated her. Ah... it's Haruka Kasugano's scent... I thought it would be foul... I didn't expect it to be fragrant!
Jeanne's expression became misty as she sank into the atmosphere. She treated the "snowball" atop the ice cream like a rare treasure, giving it a gentle kiss. Haruka Kasugano shuddered; her kiss was as soft as a spring breeze. Then, she took the "snowball" fully into her mouth, swirling her tongue and even nibbling with extreme gentleness.
The "ice cream" instantly turned into a docile lamb, melting into her mouth.
"Uh..." Haruka Kasugano groaned. This was Jeanne's mouth. This was a beauty he couldn't have even imagined in his dreams!
"This is... my first time... doing this... if you don't like it, you can tell me..." Jeanne said, pulling back slightly after adapting.
Haruka Kasugano didn't have time for sentimentality. He grabbed her hair and pressed her back down.
Ah... A cool sensation spread from the ice cream. It was so comfortable! And so, Jeanne continued to kiss the ice cream incessantly, while Haruka Kasugano's left hand reached down, gently stroking her golden hair.