Chapter 65 – Diana (2)

Diana’s dainty foot moved again on my groin. Just pressing and rubbing, yet it sent an intense pleasure through me. …Is it because I’ve held back for too long? Could I possibly… have a foot fetish?

“Yurian. Does it feel bad?”
“Ugh… N-no way. Diana, can we, talk, a little, huff!”
“Tsk. Tsk. Yurian needs to be punished.”

I’m going crazy. This is definitely because I’ve held back too long. I’m not someone who gets off on feet… I’m not. Why does this feel so good? I’ve never even watched this kind of porn when I was in the real world. I’d have thought it was disgusting, but here I am, getting turned on by a woman’s foot rubbing against me.

This is… yeah, it’s because it’s Diana. It’s only because it’s Diana and she knows my weaknesses so well. It’s not because of feet, feet… ugh. I’m going crazy.

Diana seems to think she’s tormenting me, but this is actually a reward. …Oh, no. A reward? What am I thinking… Let’s just admit it. Feet… are better than I thought.

With the continued foot play, precum oozed out and soaked my pants. Ugh… It’s obvious my pants are wet, isn’t it? I glanced down, and sure enough, the crotch area of my pants was darker, as if wet.

‘Damn it. This is so embarrassing. Diana must see it too, right?’

But Diana seemed preoccupied with moving her feet. Sitting between my spread legs, she supported her upper body with her hands on the ground, leaning slightly, and diligently moved her feet.

It seems rubbing with her feet is difficult, as she was struggling with clumsy movements, which was kind of cute. Her gaze was fixed between my legs, her expression serious as she wiggled her feet. And as she did that, the area between my legs naturally became wet…?

Why is that area wet? Is Diana… feeling it too? While rubbing her feet with such a serious expression? The thought that Diana might be feeling it made me suddenly feel like I was about to cum.

“Ugh, I think I’m gonna, cum. Diana, just a sec.”

The foot play stopped abruptly. …Huh? She stopped there? A sigh of disappointment escaped me. Just a little… just a little more and I would have cum. Why did she stop?

“Yurian. Is Diana the best?”
“O-of course. Diana is always the best.”
“Then you won’t lie anymore?”
“When have I ever lied to Diana… ugh!”

Diana’s foot pressed down, delivering pain instead of pleasure. This… this hurts a bit.

“Are you going to… lie? To Diana?”
“N-no. I won’t.”
“Good boy~.”

Only then did the painful pressure lessen, and I could breathe again. But it was only a brief respite, and I was still tingling, cold sweat running down my back.

“You lied to Diana because of this, right? Huh?”

What is this? My… libido? Is that what she’s talking about? If I ask… that wouldn’t be good, right? Let’s play it by ear.

“Y-yeah. Sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s because Diana has to take care of it every day, but she couldn’t, so it’s Diana’s fault.”

The sensation of cumming returned as she gently rubbed again. …It’s a bit much right now. Let’s hold on a little longer.

“From now on, Diana will take care of it every day… so you can’t lie anymore. Okay? Diana is always first. You have to love Diana every day.”
“…Y-yes, of course. I’ll, I’ll love Diana every day. Of course.”
“Yeah. Good boy. Yurian is back to normal because Diana fixed him.”

Did Diana always have this side to her? What was I looking at for the past 16 years? I had no idea Diana was like this.

…No. To be honest, I knew something was off. There were times when Diana showed strange behavior, but I chose to ignore it. I firmly believed in her image of a kind, pure, and cheerful child.

Otherwise… it would feel like Diana had become strange because of me. I didn’t want to think that the kind, pure child had become strange because of me. So maybe I was trying to ignore it.

I obsessively repeated that she was kind, pure, and cute, not wanting to see Diana’s other side. I kept ignoring it, pretending not to know… but in the end, it’s my fault.

In our childhood, Diana became like this because of me. This strange, twisted version of her is entirely my fault. …If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have done that to Diana. The memory of my childhood, soothing a scared Diana while satisfying my desires, made me feel nauseous.

“Yurian? What’s wrong?”
“…Nothing. I’m sorry.”
“Heh. Right? You’re sorry for lying, right?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Diana.”
“It’s okay. Diana loves Yurian so much, so she’ll forgive you.”

…Excessive obsession. A way of speaking that seemed to revert to our childhood. Actions based on sexual acts. All of this… is the result of my actions.

“…Ugh!”

Guilt and disgust filled my chest, but my body, my desires, were honest. So honest that a strange sense of depravity rose, and finally, I couldn’t hold back the urge to cum, and it burst out.

“Ah, no.”

Diana, flustered, quickly pulled down my pants and began to lick up the sticky semen. She licked it off her clothes as well, as if it was precious, and the sight of her depraved yet pitiful actions made my heart clench.

‘What have I done? Did I… make her like this?’

The image of her as a child, calling my name and following me around, came to mind. That kind, innocent child… I made her like this.

“…Yurian? What’s wrong?”
“…I’m sorry, Diana. It’s all my fault. I… I made you like this… I’m sorry.”
“Uh-uh. No, you didn’t.”

Diana licked her lips and moved closer. Her blue eyes curved beautifully, and her lips, close to my ear, whispered softly.

“Diana made herself like this.”
“……Huh?”

What… did she say? I stared blankly at Diana’s face as she smiled and moved away. Diana made herself like this? What? What is she talking about?

“Uh-huh. Yuriaaan. Diana’s wet here. Huh? Hurry~”
“…Ah, u-uh, okay.”
“Hehe. Yeah, there. You know, Yurian. Diana is the best, right?”

My head was still blank, but my body instinctively reached out to touch Diana’s body. I massaged her soft thighs, and as my hand slid towards her already damp center, I felt Diana’s body tremble.

…She’s so wet. It’s natural since Diana has been holding back for so long.

“Yeah, you’re the best.”

I pressed down on the center of her pants, and the wetness flowed over my fingers. It was hot and sticky, and when I licked it off my fingers, I tasted Diana’s familiar flavor.

“Aah. Yuriaaan~ Diana can’t take it anymore. Hurry. Okay?”

Her panting moans urged me on, and I quickly pulled down her pants. Her white, plump thighs were already covered in fluids, with countless web-like lines between them.

I pulled Diana, who had climbed on top of me, into an embrace, and the moment we looked at each other, our lips met almost simultaneously. I felt Diana’s hot, throbbing vulva. As Diana naturally moved her hips, the sensation of my member rubbing against her vulva sent a surge of pleasure through me.

“Aah~ Yuriaaan. Diana loves it so much. Do you love it too?”
“Yeah. I’m going crazy because of Diana.”
“Heh. You love Diana that much?”

As soon as our lips parted, Diana looked me in the eyes and asked. I nodded slightly. Diana always wanted to be reassured. Since childhood, she had always asked this habitually, so it was almost natural. Now, it would feel strange if Diana didn’t ask this.

My member, pressed down by Diana’s weight, rubbed between the folds of her vulva. I didn’t know if the hot liquid flowing down my shaft was my precum, Diana’s fluids, or a mixture of both.

Diana, who had been stimulating me by wrapping her legs around me and slightly moving her hips, suddenly grabbed my head and pulled me into a tight embrace, whispering softly in my ear.

“Yurian. Yurian, Yurian, Yurian. How much does Diana love you?”
“…The most.”
“Do you love Diana?”
“Yeah, I love you.”
“What lie did you tell Diana?”

A sense of unease brushed past my pleasure-addled mind. I quickly closed my mouth and tried to think, but Diana’s hips pressed down and moved up and down rapidly. With the added side-to-side motion, my member, caught between her folds, rubbed against her flesh, and a surge of intense pleasure washed over me.

“Ugh… Diana.”
“Huh? Tell me. How did you know if the two of them were okay?”
“…I, I got a call. I got a call.”

The movement of her hips became more complex. With the added side-to-side motion, my member, caught between her folds, rubbed against her flesh, and a hand, which had somehow found its way there, was now stroking my glans.

The sensation of her fingers gently caressing my glans, which was covered in a sticky mixture of our fluids, made me feel like I was about to cum.

“From who?”

Even the shallow whispers that reached my ear were transformed into pleasure. Diana’s soft, gentle voice.

“Cha, Cha Hyewon….”
“……? Who… Ah, the magistrate.”

Diana’s movements suddenly stopped. The hands that had been holding me tightly released, and her face, which had been close to mine, slowly moved away, and she looked me in the eyes.

“The magistrate. You were… in contact with that bitch?”
“……Uh, uh? No, it’s not like that… I told you that the magistrate was from my hometown.”
“Yeah.”

Her hips moved slowly again, as if urging me to continue. The constant, subtle pleasure made me want to moan, but I managed to hold it back.

“Our… people from our hometown… have a unique trait. We can recognize each other… and we can communicate our thoughts even when we’re far apart.”
“…Lies.”
“It’s true. It’s a special ability that only people from our hometown have. That’s why… I could communicate with Cha Hyewon.”

I didn’t avoid Diana’s gaze, which seemed to be trying to gauge the truth. I hadn’t told her everything, but it was the truth, so I had nothing to hide. Diana stared at me for a while, but she didn’t seem to find anything suspicious, so she tilted her head slightly and slowly moved her hips again.

“So you’ve been in contact with that woman?”
“…S-sometimes.”
“How often? Tell me.”
“Ugh. About once every two or three days. It’s true.”

My member, buried between Diana’s folds, was bearable, but the sensation of her fingers touching my glans, which was covered in fluids, was unbearable. She would focus on the most sensitive areas, and just when it became too much to handle, she would stop, as if she knew, and then repeat the process. I was going crazy from wanting to cum.

“How do you know that Ian and Carsilla are safe just by contacting that woman?”
“…They met. At the magic tower… They were supposed to meet. When she told me they were attacked, she must have rushed here. She said she met Ian and Carsilla on the way.”
“……She did? With that woman?”
“What?”

Diana’s eyes seemed to flicker strangely. …What is it?

“No. She didn’t.”
“…Then what about Ian?”
“……Huh?”

Diana’s gaze was strange.