Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death

“I-I can eat on my own! And put me down!”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes!”

…But I really am starving. And my breakfast right before me is giving off such a delightfully enticing smell.

It can’t be helped, okay?! I grab his hand that is holding the spoon and move it closer to me, bringing the spoon into my mouth.

With that, this is different from the type of spoonfeeding with the “say aahh” thing. Okay? It’s different!

The wheat porridge and beans are boiled so perfectly soft that they instantly melt on my tongue. Following after is a sweet aftertaste due to the honey. And that added hint of cinnamon-like spice enhancing the sweetness… It’s an extremely delicious porridge with gentle flavors.

“Is it delicious?”

“…Y-yeah,” I reply.

This makes Alfred smile. He scoops another spoonful and brings it to my mouth.

I’m so hungry that I can’t resist. I grab his hand again and repeat the same thing I did earlier.

I also finish the pear served as dessert afterward. It tastes like a combination of an apple and the pear that I’m familiar with.

For some reason, Alfred starts laughing at me for another time.

What? Does he have any comments or complaints about what I’m doing? Humans can’t survive without eating, so it’s not like I can help it!

Alfred stares at my face. Then licks the corner of my mouth.

“Wha?! What are you—?”

“You have something on your face.”

“Huh? Mmph, hm?!”

Alfred licks me again but this time on the lips. He then bites my lower lip as if trying to have a taste of it, before pressing his lips against mine.

He gradually tilts his head, the angle of the kiss growing deeper and deeper until it’s getting harder to breathe.

“Mmph… mm!”

It’s already to the point of discomfort now, so I hit the arms wrapped around my waist.

I open my eyes, which I don’t remember closing, and look up, only to find Alfred looking at me too, eyes turbulent and a dark indigo color. When our gazes meet, his eyes curve in happiness.

Then I notice that his hands have slipped into the quilt through a gap, but I can’t move away from them. While on his knee, I twist my body slightly. I want to verbally protest, but Alfred kisses me again, preventing me from speaking.

His hands sneakily make their way onto my inner thighs before slowly sliding up, caressing my skin.

In a panic, I grab and try to push his insolent hands away with both hands. I keep his hands trapped between mine to stop them from moving any further from between my thighs.

Just what is he getting excited about this early in the morning!! And we did it so much last night too!

Even though Alfred stops moving his arms, his long fingers are already in reach of my crotch. He uses his fingertips to caress its skin, sending shivers down my back. An alarm rings in my head.

“Ahh, ah… Stop, Al! It’s still… morning!”

“I tried to be careful last night, but I still want to check whether I left any wounds there.”

It’s clear that that isn’t his only intention. And yet Alfred still has the gall to lie straight to my face.

“T-there aren’t any wounds! None at all!”

“Does it hurt anywhere?”

“No!”

But despite my replies, his fingers still continue to stroke my crotch.

“Aaahh, n-no! Just where are you tou—”

He licks me on the chin and all the way up to the bottom of my ears. I feel my body go soft, sending me in more of a panic.

Get a hold of yourself! If I give in here, then this will never end! Steel yourself! Don’t let him take the initiative over you! According to the laws of the jungle, strength is everything! The first one to show their back and cower is the loser. I shouldn’t show him any weakness. I have to make sure that things won’t simply go like how he wants them to!

“Lian, just one more time…”

Just what the hell does he mean by “one more time?!” He really plans to do it this early in the morning?! But I already told him that my stamina is only that of the average person! It’s not as strong as his!

Also, his “one more time” is definitely a complete lie. He’ll definitely do it so many times! And no, saying “one more time” again and again after every round doesn’t count!

This is bad. I have to quickly stop him. I have to find a reason that will make him stop this. A reason that will convince him to withdraw…

“I’m already awake! You can’t do this! A-and S-Shurio will be picking me up soon!”

“Ahh… About that, I already told Shurio that you were still asleep with how tired you were from yesterday. So he’ll stop by again in the evening to pick you up.”

“Huuuhhh?!”

Shurio already stopped by?! And who gave you the power to tell him to go back as you like, huh?!

“I-it was you who tired me out, though!”

“Well, that’s true,” says Alfred before pushing me down on the bed.

Alfred looms over me, flashing me a smile. His eyes, dyed in the color of night, have a dangerous glint.

No good. That color means danger.

The hands trying to peel the quilt from my body are also dangerous.

“Al, wait…”

“We can’t?”

“No!”

But he only flashes another smile. A very bright… and sly smile.

“That’s… also a lie, right?” asks Alfred, deliberately tilting his head. He then brings his face closer to mine, eyes squinting and gaining a bit of mischief.

“Huh?!”

Like I said, why does he sometimes look like a bully?! The fact that that expression suits him so well irritates me! I already told him not to take my role as the bully, didn’t I?!

“Hey, Lian. Since ‘really hate’ is a lie, then your true feelings must be the opposite. Right?”

“Uhh… Uhhh…”

“Right?”

“Uhh, ye… yeah!”

Alfred stares at me, smile filled with satisfaction.

What now?! It seems he’s still a bit angry with me, isn’t he? Just like I thought. Well, I did tell him that I hated him, along with some other mean things… I kept telling him that I hate him over and over, kept adding “really really hate” into my sentences. And I do feel bad about that.

But I already said that I’m not going to tell lies anymore!

Then in the peripheral of my vision, I see Alfred break another ointment open with a crack. Just when did he take that out?

With the thick ointment cream coating his fingers, he lowers his hand toward my behind.

Probably because he thoroughly used my ass yesterday, his slimy fingers manage to enter smoothly.

“Ah…”

It seems like the inside is also still quite damp, allowing his fingers to slip in even more easily.

With his fingers constantly rubbing against my walls, seeming to be smearing the ointment on them, my breathing gradually grows rough. My head feels like it’s melting into goo, and twitches uncontrollably wrack my body. Alfred doesn’t seem like he has any plans to stop, so I miserably start to tear up.

He has really turned uncontrollable!

Please return to your past self! I beg you!

In the past, his figurative tails and ears would droop whenever I scolded him. Even if he felt downhearted, he would keep working hard and endure all his grievances. Just where has that obedient puppy, so adorable he makes me want to pat him, gone to?!

“N-no, I won’t say it. I won’t say it anymore…”

“Just one more time.”

“O-one more time…?”

I’m terribly exhausted right now, so I know it’s impossible for me to escape anymore. But at the very least, I have to ensure that he’s really going to stop after just one round. I have to tell him that asking for extra rounds is a no-go. My body can’t take any more than that.

“Yeah.”

“But promise me you… you can’t say ‘one more time’ anymore… Okay?!” I warn Alfred.

This seems to have surprised him. Though only for a moment, Alfred averts his gaze from me.

“Promise me!” I say again, pointedly fixing my gaze on him.At this, Alfred finally nods in agreement, though seeming dissatisfied about it. Hey, you understand my plight, right?

“…I understand. I promise.”

Hearing this, I feel relieved.

Then, even though I haven’t given him permission yet, Alfred takes a light bite on my throat, likely leaving a hickey. Afterward, he licks my skin as though wanting a taste, before moving to my right shoulder, giving it the same treatment.

He’s really similar to an animal! Even his actions are just like that of an animal’s! Someone, please capture this dangerous wild animal, tie him up with rope, and throw him in a cage!

Similar to when he kept biting me last night, as he is also doing right now, he’s in a really excited state. Slightly scared, I push his shoulders in an attempt to calm him down a little.

But sadly… I can’t seem to put any strength into my arms. He doesn’t even budge at all.

Ah… this is bad.

I currently don’t even have any power or energy to hold him down. It’s impossible for me to resist.

Alfred grabs one of my knees and lifts it to the side so that my legs are spread open. I panic and grab his hand to stop him. But with how my arms feel like jelly at the moment, my hand does nothing to make him stop at all. In fact, it’s more like I’m just placing my hand on top.

“A-Al… Only once, okay…”

If he does it more than once, then I don’t think I’ll be able to wake up again anymore.

For a while, Alfred gazes deeply at me. I hear him take a small gulp. Then with red cheeks, he breaks into a smile and gently lowers himself to take another nip of my lips.