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The Regressor and the Blind Saint

Chapter 228: The Long Night (3)
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༺ The Long Night (3) ༻

Vera’s hand reached for Renee’s waist.

In a singular motion, it began pulling down her now-useless skirt and her soaked underwear that felt damp and sticky.

“Could you lift your waist slightly?”

Renee obeyed his words.

It could be likened to a well-trained livestock’s actions.

And the same went for Renee, who was now automatically complying with the voice openly coveting her, unable to even think of resisting.

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She felt the fabric brush past her pelvis. Immediately after, it passed her thighs and calves, sending a thrill through Renee the moment it slipped off her ankles.

The cold air hit her intimate area, reducing the wetness. The cold sensation spread from between her legs to her lower back.

Now, she was perfectly bare.

Vera placed his hand on her shoulder and laid her down.

Spread out atop the bed, she began to cover herself with a burning hot face. She placed her right arm over her chest, and her left arm between her thighs.

It was an attempt to hide her body amidst her surging embarrassment, yet proved to be Renee’s greatest blunder.

Vera felt his mouth go dry.

The reason was Renee, who was lying naked on the bed with her pure white body and was waiting for him.

A body so hot that he could feel the heat of it.

Her chest and shoulders that swayed with each breath.

And her coy gestures.

Was this not a sight that would fill Vera’s mind with nothing but impure thoughts?

Moreover, was this not utterly lewd?

Renee wouldn’t know.

How the arm trying to cover herself up was instead pressing lewdly into her breasts.

The way her hand between her thighs glistened with a wetness that was strikingly erotic.

As well as how her head, which was slightly tilted to the side, exposed her nape and looked all too enticing.

It was a beauty so flawless that it deserved to be called the Gods’ most perfect creation.

A beauty so divine that the mere act of touching it felt like a sin.

One that he wanted to violate.

Vera slowly undressed, his mind going blank at that sight.

In the rising immorality, his movements became increasingly impatient.

The constricting shirt that had been squeezing his body, the pants that were tight around his bulging lower half, and his undergarment were quickly taken off.

Now fully naked, Vera went down on her and with a ‘thwap’, slammed his cock onto her hand that was touching her pussy.

“Ngh…!”

Renee’s body sharply stiffened.

A startled gasp came out.

Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and her lips parted.

Vera reached out, placed his hand on Renee’s cheek, and turned her head to face him.

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Her sky-blue eyes, which had lost their sight, stared into the air.

This as well, was now stimulating Vera’s excitement.

Her unfocused gaze made her look as if she was dazed with desire. Her reddened cheeks and heated breaths give the impression that she was lost in arousal.

Vera caressed the area beneath Renee’s eye with his thumb.

And then, he kissed her once more.

Renee’s waist lifted slightly.

Her legs squirmed uncontrollably and started to brush against Vera’s thigh.

As she felt his firm muscles through her inner thighs, her arousal only grew.

The kiss was intoxicating.

His hand began at her cheek before gradually sliding down to grab her breast.

Whenever she squirmed, his warm cock touched her hand that was laid atop her pussy.

Renee’s thoughts went blank.

Her previous stiff body slowly relaxed with each continuing kiss, making her burn ever more hotter.

And her following actions was born out of carnal instinct.

The hand lying on top of her pussy flipped over, and little by little crept towards the guest that had been tapping the back of her hand all the while.

The moment she gently wrapped her hand around it, Vera’s body flinched slightly.

Renee felt that thing, then gulped.

The violent pulsations within her palm and sheer size that she couldn’t possibly fit in one hand made Renee’s body tremble as Vera gazed at her seductively with half-shut eyes.

Then, he whispered.

“Is this what you wanted?”

The hand squeezing her boob moved. It traveled down with adequate pressure, past her ribs and pressed into her stomach below.

But that wasn’t the end.

His unstopping finger glided further, now tracing the area between her private part and leg.

Before long, the finger arrived right beside the hole that had tightened. Renee squirmed once again as Vera slyly tickled her inexplicably sensitive area.

“Mm…”

“I wouldn’t know unless you tell me.”

Vera’s twisted desire didn’t stop there.

Panting, Renee slowly nodded to his mischievous question.

“Well done.”

His other hand still by her head caressed Renee’s cheek in praise, filling her with delight.

Then, she rubbed her cheek against his hand.

It was an unaware action.

No, to be more accurate, Renee no longer had any self-awareness.

She was far too gone in the pleasure he gave her.

The sound of his voice was sweet, and the stroke of his hand was electrifying.

Her mind was in the gutter from the anticipation of what would come, whimpering at the suspense.

Vera grinned and moved his finger sideways.

Her hole shut tight in response.

Then, he touched the sealed entrance.

Flinch—

Renee’s body shook.

Vera’s index finger moved downwards and began squeezing into the entrance, parting the unviolated sanctuary.

Sticky, warm liquid coated his finger. Next, the wet walls contracted and tightened around his finger.

Feeling that, Vera retraced back up through the hole.

Upon returning to the entrance, what his finger touched was an erogenous zone that every woman possessed.

It was a small bump that was curled up in the skin.

Vera made skilled motions as he stroked that spot, tickling the lustrous bump that was exposed.

The reaction was instantaneous.

“Aah…!”

Renee’s waist arched as her muscles tightened.

All of her ten toes spread wide, representing the height of her arousal.

Her body shook intensely.

The splashing from within the hole began to overflow, leaking out fluids.

Vera reveled in her reactions, feeling pleasure from them. With that, he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“I didn’t particularly do anything special, and yet the Saint is already ready.”

Renee, whose body had been trembling, responded to those words. Her arms that had been spread out to the side wrapped around Vera’s neck, and her stiff legs wrapped around his thighs.

“Hurry…!”

There was no longer any need to keep her in suspense.

Rather, she had already gone beyond feeling suspenseful about what would happen next, but Vera was heartless and he continued to drag things further.

At that, Vera’s heart thumped heavily.

His hand slowly lowered, landing on Renee’s waist, and then placed his cock by the entrance, right in front of Renee’s hole.

Renee’s breath stopped.

Her legs opened a little wider than before, as though they were gladly making room for the guest who had just arrived.

Now, all that remained was for Vera to thrust his hips.

Right before that final moment, he let out a deep breath.

Lifting his head to press his lips against Renee’s, he spoke in that position.

“…It won’t hurt. I won’t hurt you, Saint. I will only pleasure you.”

It was almost a form of self-suggestion.

Despite the rising pleasure, that particular thought still lingered in his mind and inadvertently came out.

Vera knew he had to approach this act with vigilance.

This was due to the fact that he was someone who had destructive sex purely for pleasure, and he had to live with the thought that he must never do the same to Renee.

Renee understood his feelings, but she didn’t accept them.

To Renee, sex was a means of sharing their love.

An act of exchanging warmth, their breaths, and uniting their hearts.

So, Vera shouldn’t have to hold back.

She couldn’t tolerate an act that would only bring her joy.

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Renee tilted her head slightly to peck Vera’s lips. After reassuring him by licking those lips, she said.

“Vera shouldn’t do that. Don’t hold back, either. Because Vera, who loves me, would never hurt me. You don’t have to endure it, so do what you desire.”

“Saint…”

“That’s not right, is it?”

Renee laid her head into the pillow again, pulling Vera down to press their foreheads together.

“The name of the person Vera loves is not Saint, is it?”

Vera’s eyes widened.

His breath momentarily stopped.

What followed was laughter.

“Yes, it’s not Saint.”

At his playful remark, Renee’s lips pressed together firmly.

Vera chuckled, and Renee pinched his cheek in retaliation.

“…Meanie.”

Vera’s heart melted at the cute violence.

He looked at Renee for a bit before closing his eyes and kissing her, then spoke.

“…Renee.”

Renee smiled and tenderly embraced his neck again.

Vera kissed Renee, moving his hips forward.

Slowly, gently.

Simply because he wanted to.

“Mmm…”

Renee heated breaths were conveyed to Vera.

The hole, which had never been opened, happily tore itself open to welcome the guest.

Partway through insertion, Vera felt something blocking the path.

It was her virginity, and his own hesitation.

Renee held her breath.

Vera stroked her cheek and waist, helping her breathe again.

Soon after, Renee’s breathing returned to normal and her tension subsided.

In that moment, Vera forcefully thrust his hips.

Pop—

“Aaaaah…!”

A sharp moan burst from her lips as his cock abruptly plunged inside fully.

Her whole body spasmed violently.

She tightened around Vera tremendously, her heart pounding.

There was a single teardrop barely clinging at the corner of her eye.

Vera licked it away.

“Congratulations, Sa—”

He cut himself off.

After curling his lips briefly to choose his words, Vera spoke again.

“…Renee, you have now truly become an adult.”

Saying that while caressing her cheek, Renee’s formerly twisted expression gradually relaxed into a wide smile.

She felt a rising sense of satisfaction that allowed her to beam radiantly.