MasukJoan knew that he had just said something foolish about doing it and then letting Jiyya go. In fact, they had not spoken to each other for almost a week. Joan was truly a little crazy. That was why he decided to be a man who broke his promise this time. He did not care if Jiyya looked down on him. He had even waited until nightfall because he knew Jiyya was with Ms. Donna.When the girl came out, he steeled himself to talk to her.“Jiyya,” the man called.Jiyya startled for a moment, but then her expression returned to normal. “Ah, Sir Joan.”“I just got out, and I think you just finished too. Can we go home together? That is, if you don’t mind.” Jiyya glanced at her watch for a moment to check the time. Then she nodded. In this situation, Joan felt immensely relieved, thinking that perhaps Jiyya had already forgotten everything. Although, deep in his heart, he felt a little unhappy because wasn’t that proof that he did not mean that much to her?Deciding to let go of all his assumpti
When Joan woke up, it took him a few moments to remember where he was. The room he was in was clearly not his. Unless it had somehow become simpler than he remembered. It was only then that he realized his legs were intertwined with someone else’s, and that was when he understood what had happened.Joan turned his head, only to see that Jiyya had apparently woken up before him. Their heads rested on the same pillow, and a gentle smile automatically appeared on Joan’s face when their eyes met like this.“Good morning, Jiyya,” Joan greeted her.Jiyya smiled back, though it was barely visible, so faint was the smile she gave him. Joan felt a burst of happiness in that very moment.“Hello,” she replied.There was a brief silence as they simply looked at each other. Joan moved his face closer, merely tracing the bridge of Jiyya’s slender nose and touching her soft cheek. She looked even more radiant when Joan saw her for the first time after waking, yet there was also something mysterious
Jiyya simply stood there like a statue, silently staring at Joan’s beautiful body. When their skin touched, Jiyya could not deny that her body immediately shuddered. The scene felt like déjà vu to her. Or perhaps they were trying to rewrite history once again? The situation was so similar that Jiyya felt something thrilling was about to happen in the bathroom once more.Joan lowered the shower nozzle and directed it toward Jiyya’s bloodied thigh. As the water washed over it, the blood began to run down. Jiyya remained silent as Joan’s hand began gently caressing her thigh, which was now completely clean. The man was truly bathing her now. He even crouched in front of her body to clean areas that were not visible while he was standing.“Move your leg slightly to the side, Jiyya.” Joan practically whispered the instruction. But Jiyya followed it easily.When the stream of water reached her most intimate area, Jiyya immediately jolted slightly. The man then rose to his feet, bringing his
Jiyya was still having a hard time believing that everything had actually happened between them. The fact that they had made love, and that she had spent her first experience with her lecturer, made Jiyya unable to stop questioning her own sanity. Every now and then, her thoughts kept asking whether this was really reality or merely a dream. She had not only lost her virginity, but had also lost the disbelief that the person who had taken it was the young lecturer she respected and admired. Besides that, Jiyya was beginning to realize that Bestian had truly been pushed out of her heart, at least for now. She had never imagined that making love could make the person she loved disappear from her heart in an instant.The girl held back a moan when Joan kissed her deeply, slowly moving in and out this time as though he was truly savoring the experience with Jiyya. When he was satisfied with her lips, the man then moved sensually to her neck, making Jiyya gasp, caught off guard by the lick
Jiyya took a deep breath and then nodded her head. She closed her eyes as she bit her lower lip.Sir Joan pressed himself against Jiyya’s entrance, moving as slowly as possible. To be honest, Jiyya was already very wet, making his movements relatively easier. Even so, Jiyya felt that it did not make Sir Joan comfortable. His body jerked slightly, his brows furrowing instinctively. The man was perhaps only a quarter of the way in, but Jiyya was already struggling to endure it, feeling a sharp pain as though she were being torn apart inside.Jiyya immediately let out a moan.At that single sound, Joan immediately felt a wave of guilt wash over him. The man stopped pushing himself and simply remained still. To be honest, he had lost count of how many girls had given him their virginity. But in this situation, he truly did not want to hurt Jiyya at all. He wanted to give the girl an incredible first experience. Perhaps it was because of the feelings he had for Jiyya that he could think th
Jiyya truly had no idea whether she had made the right decision this time. The last time they had touched each other, and it was an experience Jiyya still could not forget to this day. Yet it seemed that the situation now might bring her an experience that would be even harder for her to forget, simply because she had unconsciously and so casually said ‘yes’ to the young lecturer’s invitation instead of refusing as she should have.Jiyya felt a little nervous, but at the same time, she was also afraid. At this point, all Jiyya could do was watch nervously as the man took something out of his wallet. A small plastic packet that Jiyya seemed to recognize, even though she had never used one before. A condom. Had the man actually prepared it beforehand? Had he thought that Jiyya would say yes, and therefore kept one in his wallet just in case? Men really were dangerous creatures. Older, the same age, or even younger, they essentially seemed to have an instinct for hunting.“Just as I thou
Seeing her handsome lecturer so bewildered stirred something deep within Silvana. She could not stop herself from being captivated by what she was witnessing before her eyes. Sir Leon seemed a thousand times more handsome in a situation like this. His disheveled hair and damp lips only added to his
Leon let out a low groan as he threw himself onto the bed the moment his apartment door slid shut behind him. The motorcycle keys he had been holding flew from his fingers and landed somewhere on the table near the bed without grace or ceremony.His whole body ached as if he had wrestled with the d
“Would you like something to drink, Sir Leon?”“Huh? Ah… no need. But if you want one for yourself, go ahead. Although it is not necessa–”Leon froze as soon as he realized the beautiful student beside him had already slipped away toward the vending machine in the campus cafeteria. Their session to
Silvana was no longer certain of the hour, only that midnight had already claimed the sky. Fatigue clung to her like a second skin and her legs felt like soft jelly trembling against the asphalt as she made her way home. Then a sound emerged from the darkness on her right. It resembled heavy breath







