Volume 1 Chapter 5 Taste Test of the Find
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Do you have any experience?”
I asked as my lips parted slightly.
She paused, then gave a small shake of her head.
Just one quiet kiss was enough to make her cheeks turn pink. Her breath came out uneven and soft.
With how she acted and answered, it was hard to believe she was pretending.
In my past, I hadn’t met many who looked like her and still seemed this untouched.
She stared at me, eyes wet and glowing gold.
When I gently brushed her cheek with my fingers, her eyes narrowed as if relaxed, and she leaned in closer.
Was she playing the part of a partner? Maybe. It didn’t quite match the role of a slave.
I let my hand rest lightly on her neck, teasing more than testing.
This time, she pulled me into a hug.
Her breathing was heavier. She clung to me, face buried near my shoulder.
Her behavior didn’t match her status.
If she had been living as property for a long time, she wouldn’t be this warm.
It felt more like someone who hadn’t fully accepted her position.
Thinking back, she didn’t seem tired from the journey.
Maybe she was still new to this life.
I gently pulled her away and kissed her again.
”…Mm…”
A faint sound escaped her lips.
It wasn’t loud, but it was there.
So, she could make noise. Maybe not speak, but react.
Her silence wasn’t from injury. Something deeper, something emotional, was likely the cause.
That sort of thing happens.
Some people lose their words after being hurt too deeply.
I don’t know the science of it, but I’ve heard the stories.
”…Hmm?”
As I focused on her lips, something else moved.
A small hand had slipped down, touching my waist. I felt a chill from the air.
”…You’re really new to this, right?”
Her motions were surprisingly smooth. It made me ask again.
She nodded.
It wasn’t too strange.
Even first-timers get curious.
Some might reach out gently, pretending it’s nothing.
But this was more than a light brush.
Few people would do this much on their own, especially without being told.
When our lips parted, she turned her attention elsewhere.
I couldn’t see her face, but her ears had gone a bright, pale red.
I wondered what she was planning. So I stayed quiet and watched.
She leaned closer, her breath brushing against me.
After a pause, she used both hands—moving slowly, carefully, up and down.
She was offering help. Not asked, not forced. Just… trying.
Maybe this was how she thought she should act.
People in her position are always trying to stay useful.
If they disappoint, they’re replaced.
So in that sense, her effort wasn’t unusual.
”You can use your mouth.”
It wasn’t harsh—just an idea.
I didn’t mind what she was doing, but I had something else in mind.
She paused for a beat, then nodded.
Without hesitation, she leaned in.
The feeling made me tense, like something sharp had passed through my legs.
It had been too long since I felt this kind of touch.
At first, she seemed unsure. She shifted her body once, sitting close beside me while I leaned against the wall.
It looked like she wanted a better position.
”…Mm… fuh… chu…”
It wasn’t skilled. But it wasn’t clumsy, either.
She didn’t try too many things. She just focused on what she could do.
No teeth. Slow and soft. A bit messy. But the warmth, the closeness—it all brought a gentle, slow kind of comfort.
Her long hair fell down, brushing across my legs. Even that added to the feeling.
She had potential. With time, she could shine.
”Just like that. Keep going.”
I let her continue.
She didn’t rush. Her face stayed calm.
She was trying her best to learn.
My hand reached out and pulled her gown down to her thighs.
The pale shape underneath came into view.
Not planned. Not even needed. I just… acted.
From what I could see, her body was built well, even if small.
Give her food, safety—she’d grow strong.
I reached between her legs. The warmth there was unmistakable.
She had reacted, too.
I didn’t need to look to know.
I moved my fingers slowly, tracing the soft shape beneath.
She flinched, but didn’t stop what she was doing.
I placed my hand on her head gently, telling her to keep going.
With the other, I went deeper.
”…Nnnh?! …Mmh, mmh…”
Her body shook with the strongest response so far.
It might’ve been pain. I didn’t stop—but I went carefully.
I loosened the way forward. Spread what I had to.
Not because I had to, but because forcing it was pointless here.
She may be a slave. But I take care of what I own.
I don’t get many things. When I do, I keep them working.
So I took my time. Her soft sounds kept coming.
She did her best. But she wasn’t there yet.
Still, she’d learn.
”That’s enough. There’s a blanket in the bag. Lay it out.”
I spoke quietly.
She looked up, maybe wondering why. But she didn’t speak.
She got the blanket and spread it out.
Maybe she felt unsure. Maybe she thought she failed.
But she couldn’t know yet—new people rarely finish things.
If she kept practicing, she’d improve. It was only a matter of time.
She looked up again, eyes asking a silent question.
I gently pushed her down, guiding her legs apart and moving between them.
Her body flinched and resisted at first. Natural.
But she didn’t stop me.
Her skin was white. Her shape clean.
The center of her body shimmered slightly in the light from the fire.
”Haa… haa… ah…”
Her breath came fast and hot.
Was it fear? Excitement? A little of both?
Sweat ran down her skin. Her hair stuck to her cheeks.
She didn’t look scared anymore. Not fully.
She looked flushed. A little lost. But awake—completely awake.
”I’m going in.”
She gave a small nod.
Her gaze stayed fixed. She didn’t look away.
I pressed forward, slow and steady, guided by the heat between us.
She gasped—a loud, tight sound, not quite pain, not quite surrender.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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