"Come in."
At my low reply, the door softly opened. With the faint light of the hallway behind her, a shadow entered the room. It was Hanna.
Without taking her eyes off me, she quietly reached behind her and closed the door. Then, with unwavering hand, she slid the bolt. The small click rang out unusually loud.
She looked different from usual. Her freshly washed brown hair cascaded seductively over her shoulders. A clean soap scent wafted from her, and a few strands clung tantalizingly to her smooth nape and collarbones.
She wore a simple activewear outfit instead of her stiff combat uniform. The thin white sleeveless shirt, likely a supply item, clung slightly to her damp skin, teasingly revealing her silhouette. The short gray shorts did nothing to hide the smooth line of her legs extending from her thighs.
"……."
She silently approached and stood beside my bed. In my eyes, now accustomed to the darkness, her form was clearly outlined. Her wet hair glistened in the dim light, and the soft mounds beneath her thin shirt rose and fell with her breath.
I reached out and pulled her by the wrist. With a small gasp, she tumbled into my arms. The touch was far softer and warmer than expected. The scent of soap and her sweet body odor mingled, intoxicating my nose.
"Lieutenant…."
A slightly trembling voice. Instead of answering, I gently stroked her back. A thought flashed through my mind: this was the perfect situation to test a new skill.
"Nervous?"
At my question, she nodded slightly.
"A little…. But with you, Lieutenant… it's nice."
I smiled faintly and focused my consciousness on the hand stroking her back.
'Harmonizing Touch.'
Ding-
[Skill 'Harmonizing Touch (Lv.1)' has been activated.]
Through my palm, I felt the energy flowing within her. It was a flow quite different from my own bio-energy. A clear, warm energy circulated inside her, like a placid spring. Perhaps because she was a mana awakener, the breadth and depth of that flow were much wider and deeper than mine.
'Let's start with healing.'
I interfered with her energy flow with the intention of stabilizing it.
[Stabilizing the target's bio-energy.]
"Haa…."
The strength drained from Hanna's body as she rested in my arms. Her shoulders, stiff with tension, relaxed softly, and with a pleasant sigh, she leaned her cheek against my chest.
"…Lieutenant, whenever I'm by your side… my body becomes languid and warm. Even now… it's like that. Just like napping in a pasture on a sunny day…."
It was a whisper like sleep-talking. It seemed she mistook the skill's effect for simply being near me.
'How admirable.'
I gently stroked Hanna's hair before moving on to the next step. This time, to induce pleasure, I subtly stimulated her energy flow. A sensation like tickling a spring with a feather.
[Heightening the target's senses and inducing mild pleasure.]
"Hngh…!"
Her body, which had been relaxed, flinched and trembled. A small moan escaped her lips. Startled, she raised her upper body slightly and looked up at me.
"Just now… on my back… what…?"
'Status Analysis.'
[Name: Hanna Meyer]
[Emotion: Bewilderment at the sudden pleasure, but an intense desire to connect more deeply with the Lieutenant]
'It's a success.'
The skill's effect was definite. With this level, it should work on Serafina too. At least, it would prevent a situation where I could do nothing when she had a seizure like earlier.
That concluded the test. There was also a function to induce pain, but I couldn't bring myself to try it on her.
I flashed a wry smile at Hanna, who was still gazing at me with that bewildered look.
"Back…? You should be worrying about something else."
Instead of stroking her back, I lifted her chin. And then I pressed my lips onto her moist ones.
"Hngh…."
With a small moan, her lips parted slightly. Without missing the opening, I pushed my tongue inside. Her tongue flinched as if surprised by the sudden intrusion. I gently curled around that fleeing tongue, tying it down, and thoroughly explored her hot mouth.
I traced her soft palate, gently teased the inside of her cheek, and guided her clumsy tongue. At first stiff and unsure, her tongue soon followed my movements desperately, intertwining awkwardly. A faint moan escaped from her throat.
The wet, squelching sounds echoed erotically in the darkness. I pulled her waist close, pressing her tightly against me. After a long moment of exploring each other, our lips finally parted with a regretful sound. A sticky, silver strand of mixed saliva stretched briefly between her swollen red lips and mine before snapping.
"Haa, haa…."
Hanna panted heavily, eyes glazed. I caressed her body gently and whispered in her ear.
"You got the hang of sucking below the belt in just two tries, but you're still clumsy at kissing?"
At my mischievous remark, her shoulders flinched. Her face, already bright red, turned a deeper shade of crimson without bounds. Her flustered stammering was quite the sight.
"I-I…! Th-that…!"
'Status Analysis.'
[Name: Hanna Meyer]
[Emotion: Extreme shame, embarrassment at the undeniable truth, a strong desire to please the Lieutenant more]
'As expected.'
I grinned inwardly at the last phrase that appeared on the status window. '[A strong desire to please the Lieutenant more]' – what an admirably cute thought.
"It's okay. I'll teach you this too."
Without giving her a chance to reply, I captured her lips again. This time, it was far more persistent and deeper. At the same time, my hands weren't idle. The hand that had been around her back slid smoothly, stroking up the smooth side of her torso revealed under the thin sleeveless shirt.
"Hngh…!"
Her body flinched, trying to escape my embrace, but I held her waist even tighter, giving her no room to flee. My fingers slipped inside her sleeveless shirt. They slowly traced along her ribs and finally reached the soft curve of her chest.
"W-wait… Lieutenant…♡"
A moan leaked through her lips. Ignoring it, I gripped her breast over the bra cup. The soft, elastic sensation filled my palm. I slowly traced the edge of the cup with my thumb.
"Hngh… nnh…!"
Her body trembled. Unable to continue kissing, she leaned her forehead on my shoulder, gasping for breath. I whispered in her flushed ear.
"Do you prefer this over kissing?"
I didn't stop and trailed the hand that had been teasing her chest downward. Passing her slim waist, when my hand reached the waistband of her short shorts, Hanna's body stiffened again with tension.
"Ah, no… not there…."
I ignored her words and pressed my palm firmly over the fabric of her shorts. I felt the coarse texture of her pubic hair and the heated warmth blooming beyond. I raised my fingers and teased her valley through the cloth. Soon, the sensation of her arousal wetting the thin fabric vividly reached my fingertips.
"Hah, hnn…! Ah, ah…♡"
Her legs gave way, and she leaned against my thighs as if collapsing. Now, she couldn't even think of resisting, surrendering her body entirely to my touch as she gasped for breath.
I whispered in her ear once more.
"Now it's your turn, isn't it?"
Hanna's panting breath stopped for an instant. She looked up at me with a dazed expression. Beyond her pleasure-clouded focus, she seemed to desperately mull over the meaning of my words.
"…Ah."
Soon, a short sigh escaped her lips. A light of realization, followed by deep shame, dyed her face.
With trembling legs, she barely managed to move her body. Then she slowly knelt before me. Her wet hair cascaded forward, tickling her collarbone exposed above her thin shirt.
She raised her head and looked up at me. In those eyes, along with shame, a strange heat lingered.
"…Corporal Hanna Meyer."
She murmured lowly.
"From now on… with what I'm good at… I will please you, Lieutenant…."
Her hand moved to the buckle of my uniform trousers. With a metallic 'click,' the buckle unfastened, and the zipper slid down. She stared for a moment at the hot bulge over my underwear, then reached out as if having made up her mind.
The underwear came down. Along with the pent-up heat, my cock sprang out. A thick, veiny shaft and a glans slick with precum. Hanna stared at it for a moment with an indescribable gaze, then lowered her head.
"Haaah…♡"
A hot, wet sensation pierced through my lower belly. It was completely different from her clumsy tongue during the kiss. She moved her tongue persistently, as if to prove the praise I'd given her earlier. Her tongue boldly licked up from beneath the glans, and her lips softly wrapped around the shaft. Sometimes she sucked hard, increasing the pressure inside her mouth; other times, she probed with her tongue, gently tickling the urethra.
The wet sounds filled the quiet barracks. I leaned back on the bed and looked down at the crown of her head, my cock in her mouth. Her loose brown hair swayed gently with her movements.
'Status Analysis.'
[Name: Hanna Meyer]
[Status: Exploring the Lieutenant's genitals, entering a state of strong arousal]
[Emotion: Desire to be praised, a slight addiction to the pleasure of her own actions, a service drive overwhelming shame]
I smiled with satisfaction, reaching out to gently stroke her hair. That was enough. I gently held her head and pulled her back. She looked up at me with eyes full of regret, a mixture of saliva and precum glistening around her lips.
"Get on the bed."
At my command, she obediently rose to her feet. Then she climbed onto the creaking bed and carefully lay on her back. Her loose brown hair spread softly over the sheets. I leaned over her, as if mounting her.
"Take it off."