Chapter 682 Martina’s Ample Body Stirring Desire★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(Hiroya’s POV)
(Huh…? Martina’s not here?)
After the tense moment with Dorothy in the greenhouse, I still couldn’t calm down. My body felt warm, restless. Like something had been set on fire inside me and left to smolder. I walked down the hall without thinking, and when I stopped, I was in front of Martina’s room.
I knocked lightly. No answer.
Silence.
(I’m really not in the right state of mind…)
Dorothy’s teasing still clung to my thoughts, as if her presence hadn’t completely left me. That quiet spark she lit hadn’t faded—it only flickered stronger.
My hand lingered at the doorknob. I almost walked away. But then—
(…Wait. Is it… unlocked?)
—Click.
The doorknob turned easily. The door shifted open with barely a sound, and a faint, gentle scent spilled into the hallway.
”Martina…? Are you there?” I called out, pushing the door open slowly.
Inside, Martina was lying on the bed.
The soft glow from the lamp cast a warm light across the room. Her hair was tousled, her cheeks flushed, and her breath rose and fell gently. She looked dazed, like she’d just woken from a vivid dream.
Her clothes were disheveled, her skin damp with sweat. A magical tool—small and glowing faintly—rested beside her on the sheets, still giving off a soft hum.
”Haa… haa…”
Her breathing sounded tired, like she had just finished something that took a lot of strength. Her fingers twitched slightly, and her eyes, unfocused at first, slowly turned to me.
”Ah… Big Brother Hiroya…” she whispered, lifting her upper body with effort.
Her eyes shimmered like glass, full of emotion I couldn’t name. Her hair stuck to her skin, and the way she looked at me made my heart skip a beat.
I looked at her, unsure what to say. “What… happened, Martina? If something was bothering you, you could’ve told me.”
I stepped into the room and sat down on the edge of her bed. Her scent surrounded me more clearly now—warm, gentle, familiar.
Without saying anything, Martina leaned forward and wrapped her arms around me from behind.
Her skin was warm, and I could feel her heartbeat through her touch. Her forehead rested softly against my back, and her breathing tickled near my shoulder.
Her fingers moved slowly, brushing my neck. Each motion was light, almost shy, but it sent small shivers through me. Her breath warmed my ear, soft and careful, and I felt my chest tighten.
”But… Big Brother Hiroya,” she said, her voice quiet and uncertain, “You’re supposed to be with Big Sister Kazumi and Big Sis Rena tonight…”
Her hand gently tugged at the edge of my shirt. Her touch was hesitant, not bold, but it carried something deep—something quietly serious.
She traced the lines of my back, slowly, like she was memorizing them. The motion wasn’t meant to tease—it was sincere, close, heartfelt. And somehow, that made it harder to ignore the weight between us.
(Martina… and Dorothy too… why is everyone trying to pull me like this?)
”We shared so much last night,” I reminded her gently. “Tonight, they’re just supposed to rest. For the magic camp tomorrow.”
Martina’s hand froze for a second.
Then, slowly, she leaned closer, her forehead pressing against my back once more. Her voice was soft as a whisper, trembling.
”I know… but… is that really okay? You’ll be apart for a week… So shouldn’t you make tonight a little more special?”
Her tone was delicate—like she was trying not to break something fragile inside herself.
Before she could say anything else, I turned around and gently pressed my lips against hers.
It wasn’t wild or forceful. It was a soft kiss—quiet, warm, and filled with everything I couldn’t put into words.
Her lips met mine in that same quiet way, like we both knew how much this meant. Her breath hitched, and her hands gripped the fabric of my shirt tighter. I could feel her emotions in every small movement.
We stayed like that—close, still—our kiss lingering longer than either of us expected.
”Sorry, Martina,” I whispered when we parted slightly. “I’m not sure I can hold back anymore.”
Her eyes softened, and she nodded, her fingers trembling lightly as they held onto me. Her whole presence seemed to melt into mine.
”I… I don’t want to hold back either,” she said, her voice barely audible.
Dorothy’s teasing earlier might’ve sparked the heat inside me, but it was Martina—real and close and open—who made it burn deeper.
I gently took her hand and leaned forward, laying her back on the bed.
As a man, it was only natural that desire stirred inside me when I looked at her—her soft, graceful figure resting quietly before me.
The sweet scent drifting from her skin, the gentle flush on her cheeks, the slight tremble in her voice—it all pulled at something deep within me.
My fingers brushed her waist, tracing the smooth, warm skin, and her body moved slightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips.
”Mmh… Ah…”
Her waist curved softly beneath my hand, her skin like smooth silk, sending warmth through my fingertips.
As my hand moved slowly up her thigh, the tender skin quivered, and her breathing grew soft and uneven.
”Haa… H-hnn… Huh…”
Her skin was warm with a light sheen of sweat, her body quietly responding to my gentle touch.
”Martina… tonight, may I be close to you?” I asked, my voice low and steady.
Martina smiled softly, her eyes shining with quiet affection and trust.
”Yes… I want to be with you, Big Brother Hiroya…”
At her words, all hesitation inside me melted away.
(If that’s how she feels…)
I let my guard down completely. If I was going to share this moment with Martina, I had to be all in as Hiroya.
Her body waited—soft, warm, glowing faintly in the quiet light, ready to share this moment with me.
* * *
(Martina’s POV)
(Ahh… Big Brother Hiroya cares about me so much…)
Even without words, he always understands how I feel. Held gently in his strong arms, now as Brother Hiroya, a warm, sweet feeling spread inside my chest. I opened my arms to hold him close.
The moment our skin touched, time slowed, melting softly as warmth grew between us.
* * *
I knew Big Brother Hiroya would also share gentle moments with Big Sis Kazumi and Big Sis Rena tonight.
Not seeing him for a whole week made my heart ache with longing.
After hearing the soft voices of Mr. Gorge and AriAri earlier, I couldn’t keep my feelings locked inside anymore. I decided to calm myself quietly, letting my thoughts drift to gentle memories of him.
After dinner, I hurried to my room and lay on my bed, imagining Big Brother Hiroya’s warm presence. I reached for my magic tool and turned it on, letting it hum softly against my skin.
With every gentle buzz, I pictured his fingers and smile, and my body relaxed more and more.
Then, I sensed Noriss watching from outside the window.
I paused and felt a slight flush. I tried to stay calm, but I was already too lost in the moment. My quiet embarrassment only made me feel more alive.
(Noriss is probably holding back his feelings too, since Lotty is expecting…)
Maybe that quiet gaze was a little spark, warming me more.
(You can watch if you want… It’s okay if seeing me calm and peaceful helps you too.)
If seeing me like this made him feel better, then I didn’t mind at all.
Noriss respected me as a Thief and followed me like a little brother. So if he caught this gentle side of me… it felt strangely comforting.
Those thoughts made my daydream of Big Brother Hiroya even stronger, filling my mind with calm happiness until everything went quiet and clear.
The soft vibration and my thoughts of him mixed together, and I felt a sweet wave of peace wash over me.
* * *
”You can… be with me… Big Brother Hiroya…”
My voice was soft, a gentle whisper filled with trust and hope.
He, in the form of Brother Hiroya, leaned over me slowly, his warm eyes meeting mine.
His presence was strong but kind. Every time our skin touched, my heart beat steady and sure.
His breath brushed lightly against my neck, and I felt calm, like we were quietly connected, sharing a gentle moment.
All of me was here, open and ready.
Sweet and quiet, the night stretched before us, and I was ready to share it fully.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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