Angel Devil lay prostrate on Renji's chest, her breathing quickening, her chest rising and falling with each gasp.
Her face was flushed, her delicate brows furrowed. Her eyes held an indescribable mix of pain and struggle, yet also joy.
Renji reacted instantly.
Damn it. He was too excited just now and didn't pay attention to the time. Although he had pulled Angel Devil out, their direct body contact had already exceeded three seconds.
Pfft...
Listening to the sound coming from behind Angel Devil again and again, Renji knew the effect had arrived. She was now in the throes of it.
His mind went blank, and he blurted out a question. "Hey... are... are you alright?"
Angel Devil whimpered. Her delicate body rolled off Renji and onto the ground.
She was like a wounded small beast, quickly curling up her slender, fragile body, trembling with her back to Renji.
Renji quickly stood up. Seeing her like this, he wondered if he should go help her up. But on second thought, it wasn't appropriate right now. Helping Angel Devil up might even have a counter-effect. He suddenly didn't know what to do.
However...
Angel Devil in this state...
She's so cute...
Although Angel Devil had her back to Renji and he couldn't see her expression, he could imagine her gritting her teeth and trying her best to endure. Coupled with her androgynous features, his mind began to fill in the gaps.
Renji felt a stirring within himself, but he pushed the thought away. Although Angel Devil was very tempting, even if she herself was willing, touching her would still drain his lifespan. It probably took two months of lifespan to just hold hands. If they were to go further, it was estimated that he would die on the spot halfway through.
At least not yet.
Renji didn't plan to bother her anymore. He sat on a nearby stone, just staring at Angel Devil, waiting for her to recover.
Angel Devil curled up, her face a mix of pain and enjoyment. She whimpered, her mind a blur. This overwhelming pleasure had returned. This was the second time. The last time was when she had that encounter with him before.
A notification sounded in Renji's mind, but he paid it no mind.
"Damn... damn it..." Angel Devil gritted her teeth.
She wanted to hold on, but it was simply impossible. In less than a second, she broke down, followed by another series of heavy gasps. A thin line of saliva escaped the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the ground.
"Haah... haah... haah... haah..."
This feeling was unstoppable. Angel Devil felt like her head was going crazy.
Her body was stirring, cheering. An uncontrollable urge built within her...
"Hmm..."
Using her remaining sanity, she thought. She must do something. Do something to recover. Last time... what did she do?
Think...
I remember...
"But... but... no... no... ah... haah... Renji... Renji is watching from behind... but... but... I..."
Renji, sitting on the stone behind, rested his chin in his hand, quietly watching Angel Devil. The more he watched her fidgeting, the more captivating she seemed.
After all, Angel Devil truly had unique characteristics. Excluding her personality, who wouldn't appreciate her appearance?
He felt himself stir again and simply turned around, trying to focus elsewhere.
And as Renji was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a rustling, squishy sound. This sound wasn't very loud. It was slightly muffled, not the sound from before.
It was like a stirring sensation.
Renji followed the sound, turned his body back, and looked at Angel Devil.
He found that Angel Devil had pulled down part of her police uniform pants. Her underwear must have come down with them, exposing part of her.
Angel Devil was so thin and petite, yet she was quite plump there, appearing exceptionally fair and smooth under the moonlight. Like a freshly peeled boiled egg, with skin so delicate it seemed water could be squeezed from it.
And it was in that spot, as if something was being fiddled with, making a squishy, sticky sound.
Renji thought for a moment, then stood up, turned around, and walked in front of Angel Devil.
Angel Devil's eyes were half-closed, tears welling in their corners. She murmured softly. One small hand gently covered her mouth, while the other was below, submerged.
With a rhythmic motion, she moved. Each movement was accompanied by the sticky sound Renji had just heard.
Renji understood.
Oh, I see.
By the way, doesn't she feel ashamed? She should know I'm right behind her, right?
In a haze, amidst this dreamlike illusion, Angel Devil also saw Renji. Her remaining sanity brought her consciousness back slightly. When she finally clearly saw that familiar face, she instantly panicked.
Countless complex and inexpressible emotions instantly surged within her heart.
A notification chimed in Renji's mind, but he barely registered it.
Shock surged over her like a tide, making her eyes widen as she stared incredulously at the person before her.
Another notification, ignored.
Shyness, like a quietly blooming flower, made her fair cheeks even redder. It caused her gaze to dart elsewhere, not daring to look at Renji.
Another notification.
Fear, like a cold current, swept down her spine, making her body tremble even more.
Another.
Nervousness, like a taut string, played a rapid melody on her heartstrings. It caused her hands to unconsciously...
Unconsciously...
Faster.
Yes.
Faster.
Even though she found herself being watched by Renji. Her heart was filled with these chaotic, various emotions. But she found herself completely unable to control the situation.
She just couldn't stop. Her hands just wouldn't obey. Not only that.
It got even faster.
So comfortable...
So comfortable...
No...
I've been seen...
Such a shameful thing...
Stop quickly...
No... this shouldn't be... but... the hand... the hand just won't stop...!
Another notification chimed.
Under Renji's gaze, which seemed to see through everything, Angel Devil's emotions finally reached their peak. Her eyes began to unfocus and spin. She could no longer bear the immense pressure.
She completely collapsed.
She opened her mouth and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Don't look...! Please don't look at me, Renji...! Don't look at me anymore... Don't look at me like this anymore... Don't look... Don't look at me... Sob... Sob sob sob... Sob sob sob sob..."
With each cry, large tears rolled down Angel Devil's cheeks. They traced paths across her delicate face, now filled with despair and pain, mixed with something else she couldn't name.
—Pfft!—
Her body arched, and she reached a final, shattering peak.
A final notification sounded, distant and unimportant.
Renji simply watched, his expression unreadable, as the Angel Devil trembled and wept above him, caught in a storm of her own making.