Volume 1 Chapter 15-3 Time Of Counterattack
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The cell was quiet. After a full day apart, the guard and the prisoner saw each other again.
No words were needed now — not about their roles, not about rules. Those could wait. For now, the moment belonged only to them.
Klock moved closer, his breath quiet. He leaned in and placed gentle kisses along the side of Tiet’s neck, each one soft and slow.
His hands rested carefully at her sides, and he began to move with a steady rhythm. Tiet gave a small, pleased hum as she wrapped her arms around him, her eyes closing.
She seemed to let the feeling take over, her breaths quick and shaky, holding on to him like she didn’t want the moment to end.
They had chosen a simple position, one that didn’t test pride or push boundaries. No clothing came off, no lines were crossed.
Maybe it was because she still wore her tunic — the one she had never taken off here. Klock didn’t question it. Maybe she was shy, or maybe she just didn’t want to be seen too much. He understood. Sometimes, one wrong move could break something that took days to build.
Tiet’s eyes met his. There was something raw in them — no shame, no fear. Just hope. Want. He could hear her breaths, short and eager.
Klock, in contrast, moved carefully. He remembered who she was — strong enough to end his life with a single blow.
If she reached for his head at the wrong moment, it wouldn’t be just emotion spilling over. That single thought was enough to unsettle him, and he quickly shook it away.
”Hmm… today feels nice…” Tiet said softly, her voice low, almost dreamy. “Being wanted like this… it’s not bad.”
Until now, they had only tried positions where she stayed in control — upright, seated, or above.
This was the first time she allowed herself to be guided, to be moved instead of leading. And surprisingly, she didn’t resist. She seemed to welcome it.
Her hands never left him. Her legs stayed steady, wrapped around his, and she looked up at him, open and trusting. It was clear she didn’t plan to take over.
Klock shifted his rhythm. His body moved in ways meant to draw her in, to pull out a deeper reaction. He wasn’t trying to dominate — just to reach her.
She gasped. Soft sounds slipped out as her body responded. Her expression danced between surprise and warmth, her voice gentle and shaky.
Klock’s grip tightened as she moved beneath him. He placed his hands beneath her head and cradled her close. Her waist pressed between his legs as he kept her steady. Their bodies moved as one, deeper and more connected.
This kind of closeness… it had a name, but he didn’t say it. He just felt it.
”Ah… this is… something else,” Tiet whispered, her voice full of wonder. “Keep going, Klock…”
She didn’t seem like someone with strange preferences. She just liked being seen — being held like she mattered. Maybe that’s why things before had been twisted, because they didn’t really know how to be honest with each other.
Now, maybe they were learning.
As Klock moved, Tiet’s breathing became louder, her arms pressing into his back as if trying to hold on.
Her body tensed, her head tipped back, and she trembled in his arms. He knew what was coming and gently pulled her into a full embrace, keeping her steady.
”I… I think I’m…!” she cried out.
Her whole body jumped, stronger than before. It was the biggest reaction he had seen from her in days. Something about how it started so simply, so quietly, must have made it all feel even more intense.
Was this her way of reacting to being cared for? Maybe she was made for this kind of closeness. Maybe it just suited her.
They hadn’t done much before — no teasing, no drawn-out warmups. This wasn’t about playful touches. It was something deeper, reaching a place most people couldn’t even describe. Something not easily taught — or faked.
Klock looked down at her as she trembled. Her breaths were ragged, her body shaking. But he didn’t stop. He kept moving with the same steady pace, careful but certain.
”Wait… just a second!” she gasped. “I… already…!”
Even though she had reached her peak, he didn’t slow down. The rhythm continued, and it made her squirm. Her body, still recovering, tried to keep up. She gripped at him with shaky hands, her voice broken.
”Ah… ah… I’m… again…!”
Not even a full minute had passed since the first wave, and already she was overwhelmed again.
Her head tossed side to side, and a string of soft sounds slipped past her lips. Her face — once proud — now looked free, unguarded.
Inside, she trembled again, her body reacting all on its own. Every part of her seemed to tighten, to move, as if her emotions were speaking through her skin.
Still, Klock didn’t stop. He kept holding her close, guiding her through every moment, even as her body shook and her breath turned to shallow gasps.
”Stop… it’s too much! I can’t… take it!”
Tiet, who was strong enough to bend steel, now couldn’t even lift her arms. Her strength was gone, her body drained.
She couldn’t push him away even if she wanted to. She simply lay there, her body responding again and again, helpless in his hold.
”Tiet… I’m almost…”
”Do it… please…!”
Her voice broke as she whispered, asking for the end.
Notes:
• Tiet – A companion and friend of Anna. A holy knight from the royal capital. She wears light armor and carries a shield adorned with a dragon holding a sword, indicating her affiliation with the National Military Police. She is concerned about Anna’s well-being and tries to support her emotionally.
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