This House Has A Delicious Restaurant - Chapter 21 - A Place to Stay (1) - Part 3

Sidon’s body flinched at the sensation, and soon, as he fully registered the feeling of his length inside my mouth, he let out a soft, relaxed breath.

Though he hadn’t yet held Moa Ablon in his arms, it was a similar sensation.

Maybe even better.

Sidon frowned slightly, then glanced down at my lower body, covered only by a thin skirt. His hand, still resting on my thigh, slowly moved upwards.

He couldn’t see exactly where his hand was under the skirt, but his fingers brushed the fabric near the top of my thighs. When he stretched out his thumb to rub the area, he felt the w*tness there, realizing I, too, was ar*used.

Any other woman might have been embarra$sed or startled by such a bold move, but instead, I responded by playfully biting his erect*on.

Although it wasn’t Sidon’s first time with a woman, most women he’d been with had either shyly followed his lead or outright rejected his advances. He never enjoyed coaxing them into it, so if they pulled away, he would stop, only to be met with disappointed looks.

Why did they act like they didn’t want what they desired?

Sidon found such emotional games tiring and incomprehensible, so he avoided further intimacy with women. He had no shortage of admirers, but to him, women were just exhausting.

But this woman in front of him—what was she?

She wasn’t bothersome, nor did she hide her desires or emotions. She wasn’t embarra$sed, and she took the initiative in ways he wasn’t used to.

It was… refreshing.

With that thought, Sidon let his hands wander more freely.

His fingers, which had been rubbing over my underwear, now slipped the fabric aside, seeking out the warmth of my bare skin.

I was w*t. When his fingers grazed my flesh, I couldn’t help but moan around his c*ck. Sidon, encouraged by the sound, lightly scratched the entrance with one finger before slipping it inside.

It slid in easily, and he added another finger, making my thighs tremble slightly.

“You’re cuter than I thought.”

Sidon’s tone was genuine. Though I seemed experienced, my sensitive reaction to just his fingers was endearing.

At his words, I pulled his erect*on out of my mouth, turned my head, and looked at him. My silver hair was slightly damp with sweat.

“My reaction? Or the way you’re touching me?”

Definitely not your average woman. Even in this situation, I dared to ask a question like that.

Sidon swirled his fingers inside me as he responded.

“Your reactions are cute.”

Then, he gently lifted my skirt, revealing the entrance that was clenching around his fingers.

“And what’s gripping my fingers is… quite erotic.”

The sensation of his fingers moving inside me caused me to finally pull away from his c*ck. It was slick with my saliva, and I glanced down at it, smiling.

If I drag this out any longer, I’ll end up getting impatient. Despite his seemingly innocent demeanor, his hands were anything but.

I raised my hips, causing his fingers to slip out. He tilted his head in curiosity as he looked at me.

“I’ve unintentionally been living a celibate life recently, so I don’t think I can hold back any longer.”

Though, in reality, it hadn’t been that long. Was Terisier the last one?

Laughing, I straddled him, facing him directly. I slid off my underwear and positioned myself above his erect*on, slowly lowering myself onto it.

As the heat from his c*ck pressed against my w*t entrance, I could feel my own body growing hotter.

Sidon let out a breathy moan, his c*ck twitching as if ready to release at any moment.

“How about you, Sidon? Am I the only one in a hurry?”

Sidon’s gaze shifted towards me, his eyes slightly flushed with ar*usal. Of the men I’ve been with recently, Sidon seemed the most sensitive, whether he realized it or not.

Watching his face, once blank, now filled with excitement was satisfying. I slowly rubbed our bodies together, feeling his erect*on against me, and reached out to touch his eyes.

His eyes were glistening with a mix of excitement and anticipation that he could barely contain.

“Answer me, Sidon.”

“…Let me put it in.”

I smiled involuntarily at his unexpected response. Now I wanted to tease him even more.

“What exactly would you like to put in?”

Even to me, the question sounded playful. Sidon’s eyes narrowed in both ar*usal and frustration, his expression a mix of lust and annoyance.

He sure has a lot of expressions in bed.

“You’re a real piece of work.”

“Even if you say that, it just sounds like a compliment to me. Now, hurry and answer. Aren’t you feeling urgent?”

I teased him further, rubbing the tip of his erect*on against my entrance. It slipped in slightly before pulling back out, prompting Sidon to reach out for me. Before his hands could grab my waist, I caught them and lifted them over his head.

Though I wouldn’t be able to resist if he used force, Sidon, despite being on edge, didn’t seem to be in a rush to force anything. Maybe this was his preference.

“Ha, seriously. I want to put myself inside you. I’m at my limit… stop teasing.”

“Though it’s a bit of a shame, shall we end it here for today?”

I kissed him lightly on the lips as if to commend him, then grabbed his erect*on with my hand. Slowly, I lowered myself onto him, feeling the fullness as he filled me.

“Haa…”

As I grimaced at the sensation, Sidon moved to cover my mouth once again. However, before he could, I let out a moan, my body responding to the intense stimulation.

This position is uncomfortable, but it’s worth it because I can see Sidon’s face clearly beneath me.

Leaning forward slightly, I lifted my hips before lowering them again, causing Sidon to rise halfway up, reaching out to pull me closer.

This time, I let his arms move freely. His left hand pulled my head closer for a kiss, while his right arm wrapped tightly around my waist.

His tongue slid into my mouth as his hand lifted my hips again, only to forcefully lower them back down.

“Didn’t you say moving was bothersome for you, Sidon?”

“And who’s the one making me move?”

As Sidon raised his upper body, he wrapped me in his arms. His hands gripped my hips tightly, prying me open even further. The sudden rush of air sent a strange sensation through me.

“I’m already full, so let’s not push things any further, alright?”

“Is that so?”

“And no more fingers.”

I bit his neck lightly, leaving a mark before nibbling on his earlobe and licking around his ear. Sidon murmured an agreement and resumed his movements, thrusting up into me.

The sound of our bodies colliding echoed in the room, filling the space. Sidon buried his face in my shoulder, trying to suppress his moans, but I could feel his teeth sinking into my skin as well.

We probably have matching bite marks now.

“You’re driving me crazy.”

I chuckled at Sidon’s low voice.

Who’s the one to talk?

He kissed me again, his eyes glazed over with lust as his lips pressed against mine, licking and biting. Yet, below, his desperate movements, hurried and eager, reminded me of a needy puppy.

A dog in heat.

I matched his rhythm, moving my hips in time with his, until he finally gave in to his desire and released inside me, his motions slowing to a stop.

His sweat-soaked curls clung to his forehead and cheeks. I gently brushed them aside, smiling lightly as he caressed my waist with slow, deliberate strokes.

Just as I was about to ask if we should continue this in the bedroom, I felt a presence. Still resting in Sidon’s arms, I turned my head and saw a familiar figure leaning against the window.

Black hair that slightly covered their eyes and golden irises staring back at me.

The figure I hadn’t seen in a while, though looking a bit weary, was nonetheless wearing his characteristic smile as he observed us.

“I wondered why there was no response when I knocked on the door from outside. It seems you’ve been quite busy, Miss Moa Ablon.”

His smiling face was marred by a slight furrow in one eyebrow as if he was forcing a smile to hide his true feelings.

To others, it might have seemed like his usual smile, but having watched Zerdan since his childhood, I saw it differently.

He looks displeased.

I offered a light smile in response.

“Yes, I’ve been a bit busy. It’s been a while, Zerdan.”

I slowly got up, feeling Sidon’s erect*on withdraw from me.

Despite being caught by Zerdan, Sidon didn’t seem particularly flustered. Instead, he looked at me with a hint of disappointment.

I found Sidon’s honest expression endearing and caressed his cheek, but Zerdan’s expression gradually grew more neutral.

* * *

It had indeed been a long time since I last saw Zerdan.

Since the Terisier incident, we have frequently seen Khan and Sidonr. However, Zerdan and Liffree had not shown their faces for some reason.

I wondered if they were intending to sever ties completely. From Zerdan’s perspective, there was no reason to be friendly with us now.

Though Zerdan was Obella’s brother, there was no particular affection or closeness between them.

Still, Obella seemed to be concerned about Zerdan, as he had inquired about him with Khan. When Khan replied that he didn’t know, Obella’s expression darkened.

For someone like Obella, who had a normal sense of morality, forgiving Zerdan’s past actions wasn’t on the table. However, after learning about the horrors Zerdan had committed, he seemed to want to have a conversation with him.

Perhaps he had heard some details from Terisier now that his memories had returned.

Even if forgiveness wasn’t possible, he might still feel guilty about the enmity and ignorance from the past.

Obella had too much kindness in him. While repairing the broken buildings outside with Terisier, he might have tried to find traces of Zerdan. I never thought he would come here himself.

After showering and changing, I found Zerdan seated on the couch, his legs crossed as he appeared deep in thought.

I wasn’t sure if it was just my imagination, but he seemed to have lost a bit of weight. Something must have happened with Liffree or perhaps his betrayal had affected him more deeply than expected.

I took a seat opposite him. Wearing a dark navy sleeveless top and pants, I finally met Zerdan’s gaze.

“You didn’t have to rush out so quickly; you could have taken your time.”

“I couldn’t keep my guest waiting too long. What about Sidon?”

“Sidon has returned home. I asked him to leave because I wanted to speak with you alone. …I didn’t realize you and Sidon had become so close; it’s quite surprising.”

“Did it seem like we were close?”

At my smile, Zerdan didn’t respond, merely returning my smile. It was more natural than the forced grin I had seen when he was with Sidon.

It seemed he had learned to control his emotions well over the years. I felt a sense of pride.

“You mentioned wanting to talk with me alone, but before we get to that, may I ask something? I’m curious about how you’ve been. I thought you might be trying to cut off contact with us since you haven’t reached out. Khan also has no idea where you are or what you’ve been doing.”

“Khan was only tied to me because of Ding. Now that I have no need for him and no reason for him to be by my side, we haven’t kept in touch.”

“Still, he was your ally.”

“Well, that was a relationship built on coercion. I wouldn’t call that my ally.”