Robot Protection Zone Chapter 55

“Ugh… Heu-u…”

My tongue, entangled in my mouth, tormented me relentlessly, refusing to let go. There was not even a gap between our tightly sealed lips, so I was busy taking in insufficient breaths whenever I had the chance.

The Master’s actions as he coveted my lips were rough. He did not care whether I could breathe or if saliva trickled down the side of my mouth. He was solely focused on ravaging the entire inside of my mouth.

But even in that seemingly violent kiss, I sometimes felt him being considerate of me. Whenever I gripped his collar tightly, he would part his lips for a very brief moment so I could breathe. Then, after I had taken a breath like a fish taking its first gasp of air, he would kiss me again, leaving no space between us.

“Heut… Eu-eung… Master…”

The longer we kissed, the more I grew accustomed to his devouring breaths.

When the Master gently bit and pulled my tongue, I would obediently open my mouth and move my lips. Even when the tip of his tongue tickled the roof of my mouth, I would tremble and accept it gladly.

Was it because I had kissed the Master a few times now? I felt myself slowly adapting to his way without even realizing it.

And I liked it. Very much…

“Eung…”

Smooch. Our lips parted with a wet sound. Not completely, but just a little.

“Didi, stick out your tongue.”

I opened my eyes slightly and parted my lips. Through my narrow vision, I saw the Master’s face drawing closer again. As soon as I peeked my tongue out, the Master devoured it as if to eat it whole.

Our wet tongues intertwined, and the moist sound echoed in the quiet office. A completely different sound from when I had kissed him flowed from between our joined lips. The sloppy noise of our thoroughly wet tongues rubbing against each other. The sound was so stimulating it felt like my ears would melt.

As if my own kisses had been child’s play, the Master mingled his tongue with mine, sticky and sloppy.

“Hah…”

My body grew hot. I kept losing my balance, wanting to get even closer to the Master.

My insides churned, and even my lower abdomen felt hot. I grew restless, hoping the Master’s large hands, which held me tightly, would touch my body. As I clung to him as if pleading, the Master twisted his head and kissed me even deeper.

I accepted his tongue deeply, writhing my hips on his lap. My hips were now twitching, unable to contain the tension. Recalling the act we had shared yesterday, my hips began to buck unconsciously.

For a long while, I rubbed my body against the Master. And while doing so, I had my arms wrapped around the neck of the Master who was kissing me…

“Ah…”

Our lips slowly parted.

The emptiness on my lips felt strange, and I subconsciously smacked them a couple of times. I watched the Master’s face pull away with a lingering look of disappointment, then I snapped to my senses and hurriedly pulled my body back.

‘W-what did I just do?’

We only kissed, yet I lost my mind and clung to the Master. I shot up from the chair and put a good distance between myself and the Master.

Panting heavily, I wiped my wet mouth with the back of my hand. I was as breathless as if I had run for dozens of meters, and my heart was pounding.

Looking down, I saw that I was a mess. I had been wearing my clothes properly, but because I kept bucking my hips, my pants had slipped down and were barely hanging onto my pelvis, and my shirt had ridden up to below my chest.

The Master’s state was not much different. Because I had kept grabbing and crumpling his collar with my hands, his crisp suit was all wrinkled and disheveled.

I hastily pulled my shirt down. I felt I could not let him find out that I had gotten an erection while kissing him.

Fortunately, the Master was wearing a rather satisfied expression. Judging by the atmosphere, it seemed he would bring me to the company tomorrow as well. I caught my breath for a moment and then asked the Master.

“Master, then tomorrow…”

“Well, I wonder what I should do.”

“What?”

My eyes went wide at the unexpected answer, and I stared at the Master. He slightly averted his gaze and, pretending to think, delayed his answer for a long time. He had definitely looked satisfied just a moment ago, so I was flustered that he had suddenly changed his words.

“B-but you definitely said you would bring me…”

“I said I would bring you if you did a good job. You just licked me clumsily.”

“That’s…”

I was so mortified that I could not continue. As I stared at him with a betrayed look, the Master smiled slightly and said.

“I’ll let it slide just this once. Do better tomorrow.”

“Yes…”

I answered dejectedly and gave a small nod. I had barely gotten permission, but a somehow unsettling feeling remained. And I soon realized the reason for that unsettling feeling.

Wait a minute… tomorrow?

“Tomorrow?”

“That’s right. If you want to come with me in the future, get my permission each time.”

Do I have to get permission like this every time? Flustered by the Master’s answer, I blinked and replied without thinking.

“Ye-es…”

When you thought about it, I was the one who had not kept my promise. This meant I was in a position where I should be grateful just for the Master bringing me. I nodded my head again. Because all decisions were always up to the Master.

I returned home as usual, had dinner with the Master, and finished getting ready for bed.

I washed with warm water and looked in the mirror amidst the billowing steam. My cheeks were a little gaunt from being plagued by the obsession of having to prove my usefulness to the Master recently.

Still, after I had been intimate with the Master yesterday, the sense of distance I had felt disappeared, and my expression looked much softer. The robot in the mirror still had the face of one in love.

Today… I wanted to go to the Master’s room.

When I came out into the hallway and arrived in front of the Master’s room, my body froze. It had only been a few days since we started sleeping separately, but the fact that I had used a separate room from the Master for that short period made even knocking on the door feel daunting.

What should I say to get permission to sleep in the Master’s room again…? As I hesitated, pacing in front of his room, the door suddenly flew open.

“Why are you making a fuss out there instead of coming in?”

“Ah, Master.”

The Master looked down at me with a frown. It seemed the sound of my footsteps pacing in front of the door had been bothering him.

I lowered my eyes and stammered.

“Master, I… well…”

“Are you asking if you can sleep with me?”

“Yes…”

“Come in.”

The Master held the door open and tilted his head. It seemed he could read all my thoughts just by looking at my face. Was it that obvious… I rubbed my face awkwardly and quietly entered the room.

The Master’s familiar scent was the first thing to greet me. I filled my lungs deep with the Master’s smell and looked around. The lamp on the desk was on, and under it, documents and files were piled in a mess.

He was working.

Thinking I should sleep quietly so as not to disturb the Master, I climbed onto the bed. The soft blanket enveloped my whole body, embracing me.

‘This is nice…’

It was the Master’s bed, which I was lying on comfortably for the first time in a while. It was surely the same bed as the one in my room, but why did this place feel so much cozier? Thinking I would be able to sleep soundly today, I buried myself deep in the covers.

The room was bright because the light was on. It was as bright as day, but I liked it because it felt like I would not have a nightmare.

I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep just like that. But the light went out, and darkness fell in an instant, and then the bed dipped.

“Master, are you going to sleep already?”

“Yes, I haven’t been sleeping well lately.”

In the darkness, I heard the sound of the Master pulling up the covers. Had he been putting off sleep because he had a lot of work recently? As I was thinking he must be tired, a strong arm wrapped around my waist.

“Master?”

“You smell good.”

“I-I just washed.”

“Yes. I know.”

A satisfied sound came from the Master’s throat as he embraced my warmed body. The Master nuzzled his nose into my damp hair, then relaxed his body and took a deep breath.

“Master, are you going to sleep like this…?”

It felt strange that the Master was holding me in his arms for so long without letting go, so I asked. The Master then paused for a moment before answering.

“I sleep well like this.”

He sleeps well like this… It sounded as if he could only sleep if I was there.

My heart fluttered slightly at the Master’s words. It might be a misunderstanding, but I felt like I had finally found my purpose. It was not a big role, but the fact that I could be of help to the Master just by being by his side was enough to make me happy.

Not long after, I heard even breathing from right behind me. In the room where darkness had fallen. The sound of the Master’s rhythmic breathing gently stirred my heart.

I fought off the encroaching sleepiness and held that breathing sound in my ears for a long time.