Inside An Adult Game As A Former Hero

“Responsibility?! Why am I responsible for that!”

“You look too sexy in these clothes, its appealing in ways, you know. So you have to take responsibility.”

“Ain’t getting you…”

Certainly, her dancer attire was very revealing. Katarina was aware of that too.

‘Uh… so it’s my fault?’

No. It was him clinging onto her.

…but he was there to help her, and she didn’t push him away even if she knew she was exposed partially.

So was it her fault?

Should she really be responsible?

If yes, how should she shoulder the responsibility..?

How..

Isn’t that the only way to take responsibility for an erection?

Long ago, she woke up at night and caught up on her mother and father making love, which she had accidentally peeked up on. Just thinking about it dyed Katarina’s face red.

‘I, I, w-we have to do that?! That’s what married couples do…!’

Katarina, with heat rushing to her head, was unable to think normally.

Looking at her, Cloud suddenly burst into laughter.

When Katarina looked at him with her eyes wide open, as if asking why he was suddenly laughing, he said, distancing his and her body apart.

“Of course it’s a joke. Does it make sense to take responsibility for me having an erection?”

Katarina was stunned for about three seconds.

She frowned as she understood he had been having fun pranking her.

“Who the hell makes a joke like that? Do you know how seriously I thought about it?”

“It was nonsense from the beginning, why worry? What is there to worry about?”

“Ahh, that…”

After her head cooled down, thinking about it, what he said was really absurd. But why did she take it so seriously?

Katarina found herself questioning her thoughts.

“I don’t know either. That’s that. Why did it rise anyway?”

“Why, is that a question? Of course it’s because of you.”

“Ah? Wait, don’t joke…”

“The joke was when I asked you to take responsibility. It’s true that I got an erection because of you. You are beautiful and charming, Katarina.”

“Wh, Wha?”

Katarina’s face gradually turned red, like a persimmon turning crimson. She hugged her chest and pulled her body back.

“You, you, you… sure enough, I am the target..! Don’t come near me, pervert!”

Seeing Katarina playing the mind drum by herself, Cloud shrugged his shoulders and backed away. Katarina, feeling that she was safe, regained her composure.

She had to endure her temptations in return.

‘I care.’

The feeling of that hard rod stabbing her buttocks, the swelling of his pants that she had seen at first glance kept coming back to her mind, and it bothered her.

She tried hard, but in the end, she couldn’t overcome the temptation, and she slightly lowered her eyes.

His pants still had a tent, as if something from inside would pierce through.

‘In there…’

There was a male genital organ called penis.

‘It… seems really big… Is that what everyone is like there?’

Katarina swallowed her saliva.

Feeling her gaze, Cloud said with a smouldering expression.

“Do you want to touch it?”

Those words were very unconventional for Katarina.

Touch it?

That of a man?

‘Can I touch it?’

During her childhood, her mother had once told her that both men and women allowed their bodies to be touched only by those who were important to them. And Cloud was saying she could touch his penis.

That meant she was important to him?

Right?

Not having proper confidence, she fidgeted, shifting her weight.

However, no matter what, she was at an age where she was most interested in the opposite sex.

She’d been weighed down by her sense of duty to look after her younger siblings, but Cloud has relieved her of that burden.

And when her shoulders became a little lighter, her interest in the opposite sex, which she had put off, came flooding back in…

“Ugh…”

In the end, the dam called rationality was broken.

She gently raised her hand, caressing the bulging pants.

‘It’s hard.’

And thick.

Just when Katarina was distracted by the sensation in her palm.

She felt a little, pleasurable pressure on her breasts.

She turned her eyes slightly to the side to see Cloud’s arms caressing her breasts.

“..?”

She looked at Cloud with her eyes asking what he was doing. Cloud replied with a look that she was asking the obvious.

“What? If you touch mine, I have to touch yours to fair the game.”

“…”

Katarina tried to retort, but thinking about it, he was right, so she shut her mouth.

* * *

Katarina had worked tirelessly to recreate her mother’s dance moves. But, no matter how much she copied the movements, there was something intrinsically different about her from her mother’s dancing.

She had been fiddling for a while, not knowing why, but not anymore.

Because Cloud taught her.

Flow of qi.

That was the problem.

No matter how diligently she followed the movements, it felt lacking because of the lack of the most important element.

But that problem had now been solved.

Cloud clung to her and let her know the flow of her qi. Katarina felt the flow of qi he showed her and tried to reproduce it. Then, slowly, her mother’s sword dance was completed.

After a day’s worth of training…

“Ah…”

Cloud grabbed Katarina’s breasts. Then, without saying anything, she placed her hand behind her and over the top of his pants, caressing his cock.

No matter how close they touched each other during the training, both the man and woman felt a different type of excitement up on rubbing each other.

They couldn’t help but get excited.

The two sat on the ground and groped each other.

“You seem alot harder than usual today…”

“That’s because today you rubbed your butt incessantly while dancing.” “Wh, When did I do that!”

“Excuse me. You were blatantly rubbing it the whole time.”

“That’s because I-I was more focused on d-dancing today.”

Cloud’s hands slipped under her bralette and squeezed her breasts bare. He caressed her nipples gently and flicked them with his fingers.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

Katarina trembled at the pleasant friction and the tingling sensation she felt every time her nipples twitched.

She glared at Cloud.