16 – Pranks (2)
Lately, the condition of the elf girl in the corner…
Tap. Tap.
…
Tap. Tap.
…
Sigh.
A small finger tapped on my shoulder. Like a sparrow leaving footprints on a smooth ground, the light and cheerful finger play showed no sign of ill intentions. Instead, it contained only cuteness reminiscent of a child’s prank, as if wanting to attract the other person’s attention.
However, no matter how cute the prank was, if it lasted for more than 20 minutes, it couldn’t be considered a simple prank anymore. It could even be called a form of torture. I ignored the persistent finger poking as I turned my body slightly.
Tap…
“…!”
Although I thought it was a clear indication of ‘I don’t want to talk,’ it seemed that the other person didn’t take it that way. Instead of giving up, she quickly brushed her fingers across my back. Then, without any warning, she stabbed my side with a sharp poke.
“Ugh…!”
I let out a faint groan, covering the pierced area with my hand. In response, she continued to poke my hand with her fingers, moving them from the stabbed side along my spine.
“…Ugh…”
There were parts that I couldn’t endure no matter how hard I tried to suppress the groans. Just below the wing joint. Near the side. Left below the middle spine. Unbeknownst to me, secretive areas were revealed one by one under her fingers, as if exploring an unknown territory. Under the fingers that illuminated the map of decadence, a maiden named Ellen continuously moaned.
“…Ugh…”
“…Ahem.”
Amidst the ambiguous sounds of pain or pleasure, a serious fake cough was heard from the side. There was Yuna, looking very awkward and uncomfortable. Whether she was bothered by the disturbance of her studies or simply curious about the situation here, it couldn’t be determined. But now, it was time to take some action.
“Sigh…”
It would be nice if I could just tell them to stop. Unfortunately, communication was impossible unless I faced the other person. Disabilities sometimes served as weapons. I turned my head in amazement at another truth.
“Over here.”
“…!”
As soon as our eyes met, Iriya froze in the same posture with her raised fingers. Then, she naturally shook the paused hand as a friendly gesture.
“Uh… yeah. Hi.”
“…!”
As I awkwardly responded, a bright smile returned like sunshine. It was an innocent smile that couldn’t be traced with malice, but the other hand was still fidgeting near the edge of my back. Watching that scene, I pulled the chair a bit forward.
“Hey, Iriya. Can I ask what you’re doing right now?”
“…?”
“Don’t play dumb. What are you doing right now?”
‘Stimulation.’
“Stimulation?”
‘Yes. To find the erogenous zone. To provide stimulation.’
“Why?”
A rush of absurdity escaped with just one word. However, Iriya responded with an exceptionally composed attitude, casually moving her hand as she spoke.
‘If stimulated, it leads to s*x.’
“Why on earth would you think that?”
‘During the mating season. If stimulated, it easily leads to copulation.’
“…”
Perhaps all elves are like this. Iriya’s bizarre actions unintentionally fueled prejudice against the entire race. Suppressing the negative bias that surfaced in my mind, I gathered patience and replied.
“Um, Iriya. Sorry to disappoint you, but that won’t happen.”
‘Why?’
“Because humans don’t have a mating season or anything like that…”
“…Ahem…!”
At the mention of the mating season, another fake cough was heard from beside me. Certainly, even I would feel uneasy. Realizing the importance of word choice, I looked at Iriya again, who nonchalantly moved her hand with an indifferent expression.
‘Ah, you don’t have it?’
“What?”
In an instant, a sense of absurdity turned into horror as she casually made a hand gesture. You don’t have a mating season? While the words themselves weren’t an issue, the underlying implications instilled fear of the unknown. I remained silent, averted my gaze, and Iriya rushed forward following my line of sight.
‘Then when do you mate?’
…”
“There’s no mating season? That’s interesting. Then when do you mate?”
“…”
The casual conversation had turned into a heated debate on the divisive and prejudiced culture between species. Humans and elves coming together to discuss each other’s nightlife, with shallow conversations. It could be seen as a refreshing attempt, but the title of human representative was too heavy for me, so I closed my mouth with all my might.
On the other hand, the elf representative couldn’t hide her excitement and continued to push her head forward. She sent me signs that were almost invisible.
“So, do you just want to do it whenever you feel like it? Or do you have no desire at all and do it just because? Or do you do it until you feel the urge to start?”
Even an elf who has lived for a thousand years, is she still just a girl? Her innocent imagination knew no bounds. I realized that I couldn’t let that imagination run wild and took out the scissors of censorship.
“None of the above.”
“Then?”
“Well… sometimes when I see someone I like, I feel a desire. And I call that love.”
“Don’t professionals call that mating season?”
“No, it’s completely different.”
“What’s the difference?”
…Yeah, what is the difference?
As I continued to listen to her questions, I found myself unknowingly sympathizing with that absurd state of mind. Actually, it wasn’t that unreasonable. She came to me every break time like this.
It started this morning. As soon as she came to class, she came to me and asked about the condom review I had left on my desk yesterday. I answered, “I burned it according to city regulations,” and Yuna showed a very excited reaction, saying, “Have you already done it without me?” By then, I had nothing to say.
But the unanswered questions came back to me as even more difficult questions, and when most of the students left the classroom after the class was over, it reached its peak. The moment to break this chain was approaching. I steeled my heart and opened my mouth, making a strict expression.
“…Anyway. I don’t really feel like that right now. So please stop.”
“Why? That’s strange. I heard that humans are always in a state of mating season.”
“Where did you hear that? Anyway, it’s not true…”
“I see. So you need more stimulation?”
Iliya once again demonstrated her talent for interrupting with just a hand gesture and approached me with firm steps. Coming almost to my nose, she placed her hand on my shoulder and turned me towards her.
And then, suddenly, she plopped down on top of me.
“What…!”
Thud.
I exclaimed in confusion, and at the same time, a sound of something breaking came from the adjacent seat. However, without even looking to the side, I grabbed Iliya’s shoulder and opened my mouth.
“No, suddenly, what’s…”
Even though my voice probably didn’t reach her, Iliya raised one hand, as if expecting what I was going to say. Then, drawing characters with her hand, she conveyed a very simple phrase.
‘Stronger. Stimulus.’
“Huh?”
My stupid head froze without realizing the meaning of those words. A stronger stimulus? What does that mean? While my body was paralyzed like that, she slightly spread my knees and sat between them.
And then, pushing her waist tightly, she began to stimulate a certain part of my body.
“Ah… Ah, no…!”
Thud.
As the soft and fleshy part touched down below, a sound of something snapping echoed in my mind. Is this the sound of my sanity breaking? Or is it the sound of a pencil breaking from the adjacent seat? It didn’t take long for me to realize that the answer was both.
“Iliya… you!”
“…?”
As I tightened my grip on her shoulder, Iliya turned around slightly, looking a bit surprised. She examined my expression and sent me a sign with an unexpected expression.
‘So humans indeed. Like sitting on knees. Huh?’
“No, how is this sitting on knees…! Ugh…”
Thud. Thunk.
No matter how hard I tried to suppress my moans, my instincts devoured reason and my mouth opened on its own. It was a strange sensation, not quite ticklish but a bit heavy, not quite pleasurable but rather playful, as my body temperature rose and peculiar emotions surged up. I should push it away. I should shake it off. I raised my hand, thinking such thoughts, but instead, those thoughts were pushed away, shaken off, and drifted further away from reason.
“Ugh…ah…”
“…”
Thump. Thud. Thud.
Meanwhile, Iriya calmly turned her head and I continued to check her expression. Then, she gently rotated her hips and continuously stimulated the tip. The boundary of clothing was too shallow to hinder instinctual pleasure, instead vividly transmitting a slippery sensation as it brushed against her skirt and body.
And gradually, something in my body began to lift its head.
“Iriya…wait…!”
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“…”
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
The sound of a pen tapping on the desk echoed incessantly. I struggled desperately to escape an irresistible force, as if beating against a zipper. But fate drew nearer and I, too, slowly raised my head.
“Ugh…please…!”
“…”
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
The sound of the pen gradually became more nervous, and the strength drained from the hand that gripped Iriya’s shoulder. Iriya looked at me with an expression of interest. No, not at me, but into me. Whichever it was, it was slowly reaching its limit. I squeezed out my final voice, gritting my teeth.
“Ugh…!”
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
“…”
“Ugh…!”
Tick.
And at that moment, an earthquake shook.
Bang!
“…!”
Iriya, startled like a mouse facing a disaster, quickly rose. I, too, tried to stand up following her, but barely managed to calm down and instead gripped the chair. Unbeknownst to me, my breath had become labored, attempting to escape my heart.
“Haah… Ugh…”
“Hey…”
Then, a voice filled with anger echoed somewhere. When I turned my head, Yuna was looking at me with an indescribable expression, filled with anger, shame, and something unknown to even herself, just like when she first held my hand.
“You…”
Yuna opened her mouth, swallowing those emotions along with her breath, then looked at Iriya before closing her mouth again. Perhaps she was afraid of reading her lips. She hesitated for a moment, then gently pulled on my collar. And then, she brought her lips close to my ear.
Due to miscalculating the distance for a moment, her smooth lips lightly touched the side of my ear. Yuna seemed surprised, stepped back a bit, and then approached me again, her lips twitching. Along with the hurried breath, the fragrance gradually approached.
“Ellen.”
My two-syllable name flowed like a beautiful melody. After calling my name, Yuna hesitated for a while and whispered with an incredibly small voice.
“…Money. Have you filled it all already?”