Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death

Ch 26.3

Warning: Please make sure that there’s no one on your back when reading this chapter~ Or else your family may kungpao your chicken!!

Alfred takes out his cock. Then he brings my other hand, which has lost its strength, to it.

Following Alfred’s urging, I timidly touch his length with trembling fingers.

It feels hot and hard. And wet.

As I wrap my hand around his cock in a loose grip, a low groan leaves Alfred’s lips.

Due to the direct contact, I can even feel it throbbing underneath my hand. I give it a full pump, rubbing the length all the way up before thumbing the tip. He twitches, spilling a hot sigh just beside my ear.

Looks like he’s deriving pleasure from this.

An inexplicable wave of happiness washes over me at that thought. 

To think that he got excited from someone like me touching him. It’s hard to believe even until now.

And to think that I’ve become this happy because of that. So unbearably happy.

Alfred’s hand around my penis starts to move again. Shivers run through my body, and I’m able to do nothing but pant.

Then I realize just close how our faces are. He’s most likely going to kiss me. And it is just as I predicted. Alfred presses his lips against mine in a fierce kiss. For a moment, my breath hitches. He deepens it even more, rendering me unable to breathe.

“Nn, mm…”

Alfred finally releases my lips. I gasp repeatedly, trying to catch my breath.

He places his hand on top of mine and caresses it, a smile painting his wet lips. “Lian, your hand stopped,” he whispered.

Understanding his want for me to continue, I try stroking the part where it felt good for me during Alfred’s earlier ministrations.

Alfred lets out a sigh as he squints in pleasure. His own movements also grow more vigorous to the point that I try to scooch away to escape the overwhelming sensation.

However, Alfred places his hand on my lower back to restrain me.

“Ahh, haa, ahh… sto—no, ahh, too strong!”

He thumbs the tip, spreading the incessant stream of precum on the head. Soon, the onslaught of pleasure becomes too much and I cum, my breathing turning ragged. It’s painful to even inhale.

Alfred then covers my hand, still awkwardly wrapped around his cock, with his own. After several jerks of his hand, Alfred also cums, a groan leaving his lips.

Hot white splatters on our chests before slowly flowing down, invoking a sticky feeling. But I don’t think I dislike it. Rather, I’m overcome with joy. The skin-to-skin contact feels so comforting that I have another urge to cry.

Alfred shoots me a smile, his breathing just as ragged as mine. However, his eyes still haven’t lost their heat.

And then, he bends down to lick my chin, neck, and chest. He once again takes my dick into his grasp before licking it too.

When my mind finally processes what he’s doing, another bout of shivers run through my back before it goes numb.

Ahh, this is bad.

Euphoria blasts at me in full force, so intoxicating to the point of madness. Overwhelmed by the rush of sensations attacking my body, my mind spins.

Then, losing to my curiosity, I lick the droplets of cum on Alfred’s chest, mimicking his earlier action.