You! Don’t Press that Button! - Chap 70

How can I say no when he speaks so pitifully? I clamped my mouth shut and slowly looked up at his face. Karhan seemed genuinely prepared to stop if I said no.

After a long deliberation, I swallowed a sigh internally. This wouldn’t really harm me, so maybe it was okay to allow it. My mind wavered until I finally decided, “Oh, whatever,” and slowly nodded.

Although I nodded so subtly, Karhan’s silver-gray eyes caught it immediately and softened. His hands, which had been still, began to move slowly. His skilled touch glided over my pants, making my body flinch and tense up. Karhan moved closer, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered.

“It’s alright. It’s nothing, just lie back and relax.”

His low voice tickled my ear, making my body stiffen even more. Hearing him chuckle leisurely as if he was amused by the situation made my face flush.

Why is he so calm? Has he done this many times before? Feeling a bit indignant, I clenched my fists and stayed still. As I no longer resisted, Karhan’s hand started to move more boldly.

His fingers moved over my sensitive areas, making my legs tense up as he slowly traced up my thigh and pressed firmly on my groin. Karhan, who had been leaning over me, lifted his upper body and slid his arm under my thigh, lifting it up.

“Ugh!”

He lifted my legs and spread them apart. Although I wasn’t undressed, I let out a short, non-crying scream at the embarrassing position I’d never been in front of anyone before.

“Wait, this position is a bit…”

“This will be more comfortable. Relax and leave your body to me.”

Does he think saying it makes it okay? I opened and closed my mouth, unable to find words. Karhan gently untied the string holding my pants in place. His large hand slipped into the now loose waistband, and when his hot, bare skin brushed against my already firm member, I couldn’t help but let out a sound.

“Ah.”

Unable to hold back the strange sensation, I reached out and grabbed Karhan’s forearm. Do friends really do this kind of thing? It’s weird, but part of me just wanted to go along with it.

I could feel the hard muscles of his forearm under my palm, moving subtly with every shift of his arm.

His large hand moved around my member, teasingly touching and then grabbing the round base with one hand. He applied just enough pressure to be tantalizing, then loosened his grip and gently rubbed with his palm.

“Ugh…”

My legs trembled as I experienced the intense, unfamiliar sensation of someone else’s touch. What am I even doing right now? My thoughts were scattered, overwhelmed by the sensations concentrated in the middle of my body. All my attention was focused on Karhan’s movements.

The more his hand teased, the more I wished he would just grab it properly. When my waist trembled and shivered, his large hand finally gripped my member.

“Ah, ugh.”

I kept my mouth tightly shut, thinking I shouldn’t make any weird noises. Karhan’s large hand slowly began to move up and down. The pleasant friction against my sensitive skin made my member stand straight. His thick fingers and palm wrapped around the shaft, moving slowly.

“Ugh, ah… ah.”

Unable to adapt to the sudden change in pace, my waist bent. I blinked and looked at Karhan. His bright, silver-gray eyes shone in the moonlight, capturing my face. Not wanting to lose, I looked back at him, but the intense stimulation made me turn my head away and speak in a trembling voice.

“Don’t stare at me like that… it’s embarrassing.”

Unintentionally, my voice quivered, and Karhan responded in a low, amused tone.

“I’m only looking because you’re cute.”

“Ugh!”

As I’d felt before, Karhan seemed to know no shame. We’re two men doing this weird thing on a bed in the middle of the night, and he says something like that. Or maybe he thinks it’s cute because I seem inexperienced? Either way, I couldn’t bear to look at his face any longer and covered my face with my hands.

We’re just friends, just friends… Karhan then grabbed my wrist with his free hand and pulled it down.

“I want to see your face.”

“…I’m struggling, can’t you just finish quickly?”

“Are you still in a lot of pain?”

“Just a bit… dizzy?”

The world seemed to be spinning, and I couldn’t tell if it was due to Atlena’s third day or Karhan’s actions. Probably both. Finally understanding my plight, Karhan resumed moving his hand.

“Ah, ugh…!”

While talking, his rapid up-and-down motion made my waist jerk up. When I lived with my aunt, I couldn’t do anything even when alone, fearing I’d be kicked out. After moving out, I’d touched myself a few times out of curiosity, but having someone else do it felt entirely different.

As I unknowingly pulled my hips back and tried to crawl towards the headboard, pressure built up in my core.

“Ah!”

Karhan’s thumb pressed and rubbed the tip, making me feel like lightning struck my brain.

“Wait, ugh. Stop… just a moment… ah!”

I wanted to scream for him to stop, but the stimulation made it impossible to form complete sentences. Gasping for breath, I couldn’t stop making noises.

I didn’t want to let Karhan hear my embarrassing sounds, but he held my wrists, preventing me from covering my mouth. Turning my head back and forth and biting my lips didn’t help; moans of pleasure slipped out.

“Karhan… wait, ugh… ah!”

I never imagined such sounds would come from my mouth. My pitiful voice quivered, and my face flushed hotter than when I was sick. The more I tried to speak, the louder the noises became. I looked at Karhan with teary eyes, and he smiled, moving his hand more vigorously.

The squelching sound and moans filled the room. My vision, blurred by tears, saw Karhan’s eyes seemingly burn with desire. Maybe it was just the tears making it look that way. Karhan was just helping me, after all.

Barely holding back a groan, my back arched as I was overwhelmed by intense pleasure. I lifted my head and stared at the ceiling, feeling everything blur.

As if deliberately teasing, Karhan slowed his hand whenever I was close to climax, making it torturous. I just wanted to finish.

“Ugh, faster…”

If I had done it myself, it would have been over by now. Through tear-blurred lashes, I saw Karhan sigh deeply.

“Haa…”

I wanted to sigh, not him. Unable to control my trembling waist, I writhed, and Karhan pressed down, pinning me like I was cornered.

“Ugh.”

Exhaling a heavy breath under his weight, Karhan’s hand resumed its pleasurable torment. My hot, throbbing flesh was firmly in his grip as he moved slowly. His large thumb circled the sensitive tip, squeezing the shaft.

“Ah, ugh, ah…!”

My hips jerked, rubbing against Karhan’s body. Although it wasn’t intentional, the sticky fluid from my member stained Karhan’s clothes.

But I couldn’t think about that. My entire focus was on the overwhelming sensation in my core, making my hips move frantically.

“Is it not enough?”

“Ah, ugh. Slower…!”

As his rough touch quickened, my wish for him to speed up disappeared, and I began to plead for him to slow down. Like an oxymoron, Karhan didn’t stop. His strong, firm grip and rubbing made me swallow hard and breathe heavily.

It was humiliating that my member, fitting entirely in his hand, left no part untouched. Eventually, I forgot my shame and moaned in pleasure. Simultaneously, the liquid I’d been holding back began to bubble up.

“Ah, it’s coming out, ugh, ah—!”

His thumb, which had been stimulating slowly, sped up, rubbing the tip. Under Karhan’s relentless grip, my fully erect member finally released a cloudy liquid.

“Ah, Karhan… ugh, ah…”

It was over. This realization made my entire body go limp. The lingering pleasure caused my weak hips to twitch.

Even though Karhan was still seated between my legs, pushing my thighs apart, I was already past caring about the embarrassment of ejaculation. I squinted at the ceiling, then looked down at Karhan. He was frowning for some reason. Slowly raising my head to see what was wrong, I saw my traces clinging to his hand and clothes.

I thought I should clean him up, but I was too exhausted to even open my mouth. As I felt a hint of frustration, my vision blurred, possibly due to the heat.

“Karhan…”

I called his name weakly, like a dying person, and closed my eyes. My tightly shut eyelids were too heavy to open again, and I fell asleep as if I had passed out.