[R19]The Importance of Skin Contact

Chapter 10.2

"Why do I have to undress first?"

"Because I want to see."

I confronted a disgruntled Leon with an attitude that brooked no dissent.

In truth, I'm just too embarrassed to show him my naked body.

Leon had expressed his desire to embrace me as I am, just as an ordinary girl, not a duchess.

I have no confidence that I could recover if he were disappointed after seeing my true self.

At the very least, I want him to wait until I'm mentally prepared.

"Look, I've undressed."

Grumbling, Leon removed his nightclothes, leaving only his underwear, and faced me directly.

Despite his prolonged tenure as a lord, which had worn down his spirit, his well-trained body showed no signs of flabbiness.

His well-proportioned physique bore numerous scars.

Cuts, stabs, abrasions, bruises, burns, and even what looked like bullet wounds.

The scar on the left side of his face extended from his neck to his shoulder, evoking a sense of pain in anyone who saw it.

"My body isn’t something you'd find pleasant to look at."

Leon sneered at himself, but I didn’t find these scars ugly.

Leon had always been like this since I met him.

Each scar represented his life’s history and his existence. Even if others mocked or shunned them, I found them beautiful.

Because of these scars, I was able to meet Leon. This thought filled me with affection for them.

"Do they still hurt?"

"Sometimes, and they ache when it rains or gets cold."

I gently ran my fingers over the scars as if to soothe them. The warmth of Leon's body through my fingertips was comforting.

I kissed the scar on his face, hoping Leon would feel my love.

Although this gesture wouldn't take away the pain, I couldn’t help but wish for it.

One day, may the pain from these scars vanish.

One day, may he take pride in his scars.

"I'm sorry. Did you dislike having your scars touched?"

"It's fine. It actually feels good."

Leon’s smile made my heart swell with joy.

I caressed every inch of Leon's body. Making him happy with my clumsy service was my greatest joy.

At the same time, I couldn’t help but notice the one part still covered by cloth.

My eyes were drawn to something asserting its presence even through the fabric.

I could clearly feel its pulsation through the cloth.

"Then, Angie, why don't you undress me?"

"Me?!"

Leon’s request made me squeal in surprise.

"Well, you’re the one who told me to undress. Take responsibility for your words."

"Ugh..."

I deeply regretted my earlier self.

I nervously and slowly pulled down Leon’s underwear. From an onlooker's perspective, it was an utterly ridiculous sight.

When I finally pulled them down, a peculiar object appeared before me.

It was Leon's penis.

"Wow..."

I let out a loud gasp, covering my mouth.

The real thing I saw for the first time was far more vivid and obscene than the illustrations I had seen in textbooks.

His erect penis defied gravity, pulsating and giving off a strange smell that was neither sweat nor urine.

"What should I do!?"

I was so flustered by the sight of his penis that my voice cracked.

Despite the various knowledge I had been taught as part of my queenly education for situations like this, my confused brain couldn't find the best solution.

"For now, just touch it. Rubbing it will feel good."

"Got it."

As soon as I touched his penis, Leon's body trembled.

'Is it hurting him?'

I was at a loss for what to do with so many firsts. Confused by the heat emanating from his penis, I gently wrapped my hand around it.

There was a strange sense of inversion in Leon exposing his most vulnerable part to me.

Leon squirmed adorably at my clumsy handling.

Even though I was the one serving him, the heat made my brain melt, and I couldn't think rationally.

'I want to make Leon feel even better.'

Completely overtaken by lust, I brought my face closer to his penis and acted on my carnal desire.

Smooch...

The moment I impulsively kissed the tip of his penis, Leon recoiled, pulling away from me.

Seeing him rub his groin made me panic.

"I'm sorry! Did it hurt?"

My curiosity and excitement had completely run amok. I only wanted to make Leon feel good.

"No, it's not that..."

"Huh?"

"It felt too good. I was about to ejaculate."

Relieved by his answer, I still regretted the hot, hard sensation of his penis slipping away from my hand.

"You could have just ejaculated."

"It's a matter of pride as a man. I don't want you to think I'm too quick."

I don't think that at all.

Consumed by lust, Leon brought his face closer to mine.

"If I'm going to ejaculate, I want to do it inside your vagina."

His words excited me immensely, sending a shiver down my spine.

The joy of knowing Leon saw me as a sexual partner*.

[T/N- my little knowledge tells me "Object" would have been more accurate translation but somehow it felt wrong so I will stick to "Partner"]

I hugged my trembling body, excited and scared.

"Now it's your turn, Angie. Come on, undress."

"You're having fun, Leon."

I murmured, a bit exasperated by the way Leon stared at me intently.

"Then turn around while I undress."

"Isn't it unfair that I had to undress while you watched? Besides, I want to undress you myself."

"No, absolutely not."

I knew I was being unreasonable, but I was too embarrassed.

As a girl and not the confident Ducal Daughter, I felt weak and vulnerable.

Although I wanted to wear sensual underwear to boost my confidence, Leon had refused, so I concluded it was his own fault.

As I undressed, the sound of fabric rustling echoed in the room. Leon dutifully looked at the wall.

Once I was fully undressed, I covered my chest and groin with my hands. I didn’t have the courage to expose my private parts all at once.

"I'm done undressing."

To be honest, I was scared of Leon seeing me.

If he forcibly pushed me down, I wouldn't have the strength to resist.

I shrank back, closing my eyes and waiting for Leon's reaction. But there was none.

Tentatively opening my eyes, I saw him with a soul-drained expression.

"What's wrong, Leon?"

I should have dressed up more.

I didn’t want him to see me with my overly developed chest and butt, and without makeup.

The fear of being hated by the one I love brought tears to my eyes.

"Am I already dead?"

Leon muttered something incomprehensible. Upon closer inspection, he was crying too.

Was my naked body that disgusting?

"Are you really a valkyrie? Have you come to take my soul?"

"Why would you think that?"

A valkyrie is a legendary being said to collect the souls of warriors fallen in battle, reborn as the vanguard of the war god.

There's also a legend that they become the wives of heroes in the afterlife.

Current theories suggest that adventurers facing death mistook monsters for them, or soldiers on the battlefield hallucinated.

But to be compared to such a fearsome being—was my body that terrifying?

"Because it doesn't make sense. Why would such a beautiful girl want to be my wife?"

While I was happy to be complimented on my beauty, Leon's state was far from ordinary.

He muttered nonsensical things, tears streaming down his face.

I was at a loss, unsure of what to do.

"I must have died on the battlefield. The war god took pity on me, dying a virgin, and sent a valkyrie. It’s too good to be true. The duke’s daughter, who should have been a queen, falling for a poor noble like me is impossible."

But I am real, and my desire to be Leon's wife is genuine.

I knew from nursing Leon that he struggled with trauma from the battlefield.

Perhaps he couldn't envision a happy future for himself.

Not knowing how to comfort him, I gently cradled his head to my chest.

His head nestled between my breasts, and I hugged him tighter.

"Can you hear my heartbeat?"

"...Yeah."

"I'm real. I'm not a ghost or a monster."

"...Yeah."

"My wish to be your wife is true, and I genuinely want you to hold me."

"...Yeah."

"So don't worry. You can cry as much as you need."

"...Angie, I'm sorry."

His breath against my chest tickled.

Comforting the man I love brought a strange sense of happiness. Is this what they call maternal instinct?

As Leon calmed down, he wiped his tears and looked up.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah."

Leon’s blushing, bashful face was adorable.

"I was overwhelmed by how beautiful you are. I couldn't believe it was real."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"If I get down again, will you comfort me like this?"

Don't look at me like that; I can't refuse.

"Well, if it helps you recover."

"If you do it every day, I'll work hard as a lord."

"Why does it always come to that?"

"Your breasts heal me. When I'm healed, I can work hard. The management of the Bartfalt domain will improve."

"You do look at my chest a lot."

"You noticed!?"

"Did you think I wouldn't?"

"Sorry, but your breasts really do have a healing effect on me. If you let me touch them, I'll work hard."

It was a foolish response. But if it motivated Leon, it wasn't all bad.

"Love really is a weakness. I'll let you touch them every day."

"I am so glad I asked!"

Don't look so pleased. I'm already starting to regret this.

"Let's continue."

"Yes."

I arched my back, pushing my chest forward.

Leon's fingers dug into my breasts.

His hands, calloused from farming and military service, deformed my breasts.

His rough hands handled me gently, as if I were fragile.

"Wow, they're so soft."

Leon murmured, deeply moved as he kneaded my breasts.

He explored them, pressing to test their elasticity, lifting them from below to gauge their weight, sliding his fingers to enjoy their texture—doing whatever he pleased.

In truth, it felt quite good. The pleasure from my breasts nearly made me moan.

"Do you enjoy squeezing my breasts that much?"

"Very much."

But Leon was avoiding two spots.

The nipples, red and swollen at the peaks of my breasts.

My areolas, proportionally large due to my ample bosom, had prominent nipples.

Yet Leon stubbornly avoided these sensitive spots as he groped my breasts.

I tried to subtly move my body to guide him there, but he always stimulated a different area.

Even so, I couldn't bring myself to ask him to touch my nipples. I writhed, waiting for that moment.

When I lowered my gaze, I met Leon's eyes, looking at me with a question: "What do you want me to do?"

Suppressing the heat in my face, I nodded. At that moment, Leon made a loud noise as he sucked my nipple.

"Ahh!"

The long-awaited stimulation brought more ecstasy than I anticipated, making me cry out in joy.

Leon was satisfied after licking my right nipple until it was soaked with saliva, then moved to my left nipple.

The nipple released from his tongue's caress was grabbed and teased by his rough fingers.

Every time Leon's face moved between my breasts, my mouth released moans.

Having thoroughly enjoyed my breasts and satisfied with my lewd display, Leon's tongue began to travel down my body.

From my solar plexus to my navel, heading toward my secret place.

I had been covering it with my hand and keeping my legs closed, even while my breasts were being groped.

Leon grabbed my knees and slowly opened them. His breath touched the hand covering my crotch.

The fear of being attacked by someone stronger and the masochistic euphoria of being possessed by a reliable protector.

The act of her hymen broken, something a woman can experience only once in her life. I felt a strange sense of sentimentality as that moment arrived for me.

"Angie, move your hand."

The tone of his voice left no room for refusal.

Despite this, fear overcame me and I closed my legs, but this only served to invite Leon further.

His hand touched mine, peeling away one finger at a time.

When the last finger was removed, my genitals were fully exposed to him.

Clitoris, Vagina, Anus.

Parts of me never seen by anyone, not even my family—now revealed to him, the man destined to be my partner. The sheer excitement of this realization overwhelmed me.

I placed my hands on Leon's head, not in rejection, but hoping he would imprint this moment of taking my virginity into his memory.

Squish… squelch… slurp…

The obscene sounds emanating from my pubic region embarrassed me, as they betrayed my lascivious nature.

Each time we kissed, when I caressed his penis, when he fondled my breasts—I had become so aroused that I soaked my thighs.

I feared disappointing Leon, who held some idealized image of me. Yet, I wanted him to see my unrestrained desire.

As if responding to my conflicting emotions, something began to enter my vagina.

Terrified by the presence of something foreign inside me, I looked down to see Leon's fingers penetrating me.

"Ahh!"

His fingers stretched my vagina as they moved deeper. The sensation each time his fingers curled sent me into a dizzying pleasure.

Leon’s fingers reached spots my own hands never could during the few times I had masturbated.

Just this stimulation alone almost brought me to climax.

Sensing my impending climax, Leon withdrew his fingers from my vagina.

Feeling the emptiness and the cool air where he had been, I felt a pang of longing.

But then, something hotter and softer than his fingers began to ravage my vagina.

It was Leon's tongue.

To make matters worse, one of his hands stimulated my clitoris while the other teased my anus.

"No! No! No!"

The overwhelming pleasure made me scream in fear.

But Leon didn't stop. He changed his methods, licking my clitoris while fingering my vagina, or teasing both my clitoris and vagina with his fingers while probing my anus with his tongue.

"~~~~!!?"

I climaxed so suddenly, it felt almost anticlimactic.

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As I basked in the afterglow of my climax, a shadow loomed over me.

Recognizing Leon's face, our lips met in a kiss.

"Angie, is it alright now?"

Not understanding his question, something pressed against my pubic mound.

The familiar heat was Leon's penis.

'Ah, now I’m truly going to lose my virginity.'

At that thought, my vagina started to ooze with love juices.

Instinctively, I placed my hands on my pubic mound and slowly spread my vaginal opening.

"Come."

With those simple words, I conveyed my resolve.

Leon’s penis approached my vagina.

As the hot tip touched my entrance, I felt an alien sensation inside me.

'So this is what losing one's virginity feels like. I had heard it would be painful.'

I was pondering this in my dazed state when suddenly,

Megi-Ji-Ji-Ji!!

The sudden shock and intense pain in my vagina made me scream.

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Authors Note

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『Died buried in big breasts』 (excerpt)

Leon is a breast enthusiast even in the original story, so this is how it turned 

out.

The idea for Ange comforting Leon with her breasts came to me during the sixth chapter of the previous* work.

[T/N - Author meant the normal version. In syosetsu these 2 (Normal and r19 version) are divided into two different works (I won't be doing this as the are the same story) hence the previous work]

It seemed too ridiculous, so it was scrapped.

But now it has been repurposed for this erotic scene—life is full of surprises.

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