NAPE - 31

Ah, what’s so difficult about it?

He just needed to make Bibi recognize that he was different from anyone she had met before. If he approached her as a man and she felt the resulting sexual stimulation, wouldn’t she gradually notice the difference? He just had to not go all the way. Just not all the way.

“I’ll show you the difference today.”

Doyoon rationalized that he didn’t need to pretend to be a saint, unlike his usual self. He had never actually been a good person. He had intended to be a good person for Bibi, as an exception... but a little light foreplay wouldn’t hurt, would it?

Doyoon kissed Bibi’s neck and let his fingers slide down. As his long fingers touched the moist entrance where her arousal fluid had welled, her thighs twitched.

Bibi squeezed her legs together, a confused expression on her face. It was the first time someone else’s touch had reached a place no one had ever touched before. She tensed up, her body stiffening.

“Why are you so wet here?”

At the sudden quiz, Bibi looked up at Doyoon blankly and answered uncertainly, “Because of Doyoon...”

Then, the laughter that had been on his face suddenly vanished, replaced by a blank expression. “Ah, my heart just dropped.”

Kiss, kiss.

Scattering kisses on her neck, Doyoon slipped his hand between her thighs and spread them open again. Between her white thighs, the vertically parted labia majora and minora had a peach-like red hue.

Unlike other parts of her body that lacked flesh, this area was uniquely plump like an abalone. The small opening that peeked out near her perineum was a darker color and so tightly closed that even a finger could barely enter.

Seeing the glossy sheen of her arousal fluid, an urge to press his tongue against it took precedence. Doyoon gritted his teeth, suppressing the impulse, and firmly pressed his finger against her protruding clitoris, like the tongue of a clam.

“Ugh, ungh...”

Because she was so sensitive, even the slightest stimulation caused her to moan and water to flow freely from below. Doyoon used his index finger to collect the sticky fluid and rubbed it over her clitoris as lubrication.

As he stroked the soft flesh, he could feel something hard and stem-like at his fingertip. When he focused on rubbing that core firmly, more and more fluid gushed out, flowing down the plump crease of her buttocks and forming a valley. Taking in that exquisite sight, Doyoon moved his hand with even more deliberate skill.

“Ugh, hngh... ugh...”

Bibi gripped the sheets and twisted her waist. The urge to close her legs clashed with the urge to spread them wider. In her mind, a light bulb flickered on and off. The blood in her whole body seemed to boil, and the area below her stomach felt so itchy she thought she would go crazy. Goosebumps rose all over her body.

“It’s completely slick here. Lucky you’re the watery type.”

As she wandered lost in the throes of pleasure, Doyoon’s low voice reached her ear. It was a voice that sounded like he was forcefully suppressing himself.

“...Ugh, hngh, ungh!”

“Can you hear that? That’s the sound coming from down there.”

One of the fingers stimulating her clitoris slid down and shallowly moved in and out of the opening where the fluid was flowing. The wet, smacking sounds were vivid.

Doyoon took a deep breath. This was difficult. The front of his pants was frighteningly erect. What if he just spread those small, plump buttocks and inserted just the tip? If he carefully, gently pushed it in... it might be okay.

“Hngh, ugh... ungh... ah, ah!”

Bibi’s breath caught in her throat. The hand attacking her clitoris and vagina below moved even more skillfully and rapidly. The speed of the light bulb flickering in her mind suddenly burst. Bibi felt like her body was floating and tightened the muscles in her lower body.

“Hah...”

Feeling his finger tightly squeezed within her moist flesh, Doyoon gnawed on his inner cheek. His mind was filled with the thought of his own cock being inside her. It was almost easier to endure his thirst.

“Hah, hah...”

Unaware of his inner turmoil, Bibi felt a sense of relief. The pleasure that had been building endlessly finally spread to every corner of her body. It was a blissful and tingling sensation, like when she swallowed blood. No, perhaps it felt even better. Even though she was just lying on the bed, all her strength drained away, and her body felt languid.

“You even come beautifully.”

Doyoon looked at the panting Bibi with regret and put his soaked fingers in his mouth and sucked on them. Bibi’s eyes widened in shock.

“Doyoon, are you thirsty?”

“Hmm, no.”

“...Then why are you eating that?”

“Understand that I’m just suppressing the urge to put my mouth there directly.”

Looking at Doyoon’s mischievous lips, Bibi’s mouth opened and closed, but she couldn’t say anything. She didn’t have the energy to ask more anyway.

“Bibi.”

Doyoon looked at Bibi’s fading eyes and pulled up the blanket.

“Lovers can do even more than this. But master and hunting dog can’t.”

“......”

“Remember that. Okay?”

At his low whisper, Bibi mumbled with her small lips. She couldn’t answer properly, overwhelmed by drowsiness.

Watching the sleeping Bibi, Doyoon gathered all the experiences and things he had seen so far and let his imagination run wild with all sorts of thoughts.

“Ha, damn it... why won’t this go down?”

It seemed like he wouldn’t be able to sleep after all. Doyoon buried his head in the pillow and cursed irritably before sighing and heading to the bathroom.

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As soon as morning arrived, Doyoon, who had woken up early, finished getting ready to go to school. He put on a well-fitting black turtleneck, a long brown coat, and neatly styled his hair. Coming out of the dressing room, Doyoon conspicuously placed a large box on the dining table.

“Bibi. Come here.”

At Doyoon’s call, Bibi, who had been crouching on top of the refrigerator, quickly jumped down with a very curious expression and stood beside him. Unlike the usual delivery boxes, this one was very large. And it had small holes all over it. She was quite curious about what was inside. Doyoon opened the lid and showed Bibi the inside.

An animal with long ears and white fluff was visible. Its nose twitched incessantly, and it had a curious expression. It was clearly a rabbit. A herbivore with clean and tasteless blood.

Doyoon took out a small bottle from his pocket. It contained a red liquid. The dropper lid sucked up a little of the liquid and dripped a few drops onto the rabbit’s neck.

“This red liquid on the rabbit’s neck is my blood.”

“I know.”

As soon as he opened the lid, a scent similar to Doyoon’s wafted out, and she recognized it instantly. Bibi barely suppressed her drooling. She had tried to persuade Doyoon to let her drink it yesterday... but somehow it had gone in a different direction and failed.

Because of that, her craving for his blood still remained. She wanted to open her mouth right now and swallow that rabbit whole.

“Let’s keep this rabbit alive until I get back.”

Doyoon said, watching Bibi swallow hard.

“Is that an order?”

“A favor.”

A favor?

Bibi chewed on her inner lip.

“...I can’t grant a favor if it’s not an order. Order me, Doyoon.”

“I won’t. I’m not your master.”

The two engaged in a tense psychological battle for a moment. Bibi demanded an order from Doyoon, and he absolutely refused.

“You can refuse my favor if you don’t like it. Of course, I like rabbits, so I’d be sad.”

“......”

“Please grant my favor.”

He deliberately put his blood on it to stimulate her appetite and then told her to keep it alive. It was absurd and ridiculous. There must be an intention behind it. He must want something. Bibi looked up at Doyoon with curious eyes.

“This is a kind of practice. It’s to build your self-control so you don’t lose your reason in sudden situations. Most vampires practice like this before going out into the human world to live. Regardless of whether they’re pureblood, common, or hybrid.”

Doyoon revealed his intentions without hiding anything.

“......”

“Based on my guess, you’ve probably never done this kind of practice before. It might have even been the opposite. You probably chased after the scent of blood the moment your hunger reached its peak. Like a hunting dog.”

It was a sharp intuition. Bibi was very surprised. She was amazed that he had noticed even though she hadn’t told him what kind of training she had received.

“Keep this rabbit alive. If you grant my favor, I’ll give you what you want in return. Except for being your master and giving you blood.”

“...What I want...?”

What Bibi wanted was Doyoon’s blood and for him to be her master. She thought it would be better to just gobble up that rabbit.

“...If, if I eat the rabbit, what will you do?”

At Bibi’s question, Doyoon shrugged. He looked at the rabbit with a blank expression.

“I’d be sad.”

A short answer. There was no threat of scolding or punishment.

“It’s your freedom to refuse my favor. You can refuse whatever I ask of you. That’s possible in an equal relationship.”

An equal relationship?

It was a horizontal position she had never experienced before. If she refused an order, no, a favor, wouldn’t she get a slap across the face, a cold beating with a stick, or be kicked?

“If you grant my favor, I’ll really give you what you want. Even later.”

Doyoon’s fingers slipped under her chin. His soft, amber eyes sent a languid gaze. His smooth lips held a hint of a smile. The events of last night floated hazily back into her mind. The surrounding air felt slightly warmer.