CHAPTER 35: THEN, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

Fenric pulled me far away and then stopped, looking back to see if Solin followed us.

He was acting like Solin was a potential threat.

"What’s wrong?" I asked but he shook his head. Quite cute, cause it was clear he was trying to hide something. "I wanted to speak more with Solin, though."

"Maybe later." He said, looking a little anxious.

I twisted my lips, analyzing his expressions and reactions. Hm, something isn’t right.

"We should start getting what you said ready, shouldn’t we?" He asked, quickly changing the topic and I sighed, deciding to just let it go.

"You apparently took us so far away that we’ll have to start walking towards the feast gathering area again," I said.

We would still end up going back there, so was there a reason to pull me away?

I’m not saying he definitely did it because of Solin, but he likely did. I just can’t tell why.

"If I said I did this so I could have a stroll with you, will you believe it?" He asked while nervously scratching the back of his head, and I gave a quick and flat, "No!"

His ears dropped and he pouted his lips, suddenly looking depressed.

I blinked my eyes in disbelief. Oh my gosh! He looked even cuter this way.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat and began to inch closer, pushing my upper body out as my eyes twinkled. "Maybe I’ll let it slide if you let me feel your chest."

"No problem!" He immediately gave in, looking excited and I licked my lips.

I’m going to enjoy it to my heart’s content.

"Then," I wriggled my fingers in the air. "Don’t mind me."

I pressed my hand on his pecs first. Haaah, they were solid and yet soft. So nice to touch. I could just bury my face into them.

Then, in traced my fingers down to his bad, the hardness was pure and ecstatic.

I was drooling, nearly even licking that mass of wonder but wanted my hands to savor them more.

I touched his back, his bulging arms, and touched his front some more, and...

"Ngh,"

Fenric let out a groan and I raised my head to find him blushing uncomfortably.

"What’s that?" I asked, but he shook his head, using his arm to cover his face and hide, but it was still so clear.

"It’s nothing. Continue."

I did expect to get a reaction from him since I’m practically gripping him but totally think it would be so fast.

He must not know how to hold back.

I was thinking of all this while squeezing his pecs slowly and softly. Maybe I should give him some slack now that he’s already like this.

"You ready easily," I said, my eyes bleeding with excitement. "Seems I have to teach you how to hold back, huh?"

I’m saying that despite not being able to hold back myself. I must be a hypocrite.

"I’ll gladly learn from you." He said, and I threw my face away. Saying such things with that look on his face... Were we practicing BDSM by any chance? Am I the sadist and is he the masochist?

Having that body as a masochist... This is a bit dangerous.

I took my hand back, but letting go of that goodness, suddenly left me empty. I want to touch him some more but that can wait.

I wiped my drool and then began to stretch.

I stretched my arms up, feeling the bones in my body aligning but then Fenric held my arm that was stuck midair due to my stretch.

"W-what?" I asked, but then he lifted me.

I mean, he lifted me like I weighed nothing and I looked at the floor. This... Wasn’t funny.

"I was right!" He said, grinning from ear to ear excitedly. "I can lift you and those rocks and still not slow down."

So he was trying to weigh my weight?

"Haha, that’s quite cute but put me down first," I said. "I don’t feel comfortable with my feet off the ground."

"I don’t want to," he said, which took me aback, and I nearly gasped.

Was he already going through his rebellious phase? But that didn’t seem to be the case given the kind of expression he was giving me.

"Then, what do you want to do?" I asked and he grabbed my thigh.

"I want to carry you."

Wait, what?!

With that, he wrapped my legs around his body, resting my head on his shoulder, and then patted my back.

All this was so awkward.

Was he suddenly treating me like a kid who needed to burp after a meal?

"Do you like this?" He asked, but I wanted to raise my head and give him a piece of my mind, but he pressed my head back, gently. "You won’t know unless you feel it. Can you feel it?"

I don’t know what it is I’m supposed to fe— ooh, that’s suddenly nice.

You know a stubborn child sleeps right away if you either put them on your back, or rest them on your shoulder and pat till they feel so comfortable that they fall asleep.

That feeling, Fenric somehow knows how to do the same thing to a grown person.

"Solin likes it a lot." He said. "So I thought I’d do it to you. Doesn’t it feel nice?"

"Yeah, it does." To the point, I want to just close my eyes and fall asleep.

But as soon as this thought crossed my mind and my eyelids began to fall slowly, I jolted and pushed my head back.

"Yes, it’s nice and all but can you do this later?" I asked. "Right now, we have something else to do."

"Haha, you’re right." He said, shoving his finger through the back of my hair.

Even that felt nice.

Why did it seem like he was trying to get me to sleep with everything he was doing?

Or maybe he’s just trying to get me to relax.

"I just felt you were a little disappointed and wanted to help you feel better."

So he felt that too?

Fenric was such a perceptive Beastman. To think he can notice the slight shift in my mood.

But I guess that’s another great thing about him.

"Let’s get going now. It was nice, so I’ll..." My face lightly flushed. "Enjoy it later."

I wasn’t insinuating anything, believe me.