Living with the Dangerous Beast-Chapter 12: I Can’t Hold Back

Seeing that she couldn’t take her eyes off the quail, Dohwi handed her a spoon and asked with concern.

“Would it help if I stayed by your side?”

“Huh?”

As he placed a piece of quail meat on her rice, he continued casually.

“At night. So you don’t have nightmares.”

“That’s okay. You must be tired too, how can you stay by my side all night?”

“I can sleep together with you, in your bedroom.”

“What?”

Sohwa stared into Dohwi’s clear brown eyes, doubting his seriousness.

As autumn approached, both of them would enter their mating season. The idea of two animals in heat sleeping in the same room was beyond nonsense.

Plus, even though Dohwi’s mating season was so subdued that she barely noticed, hers was not.

“Dohwi, regardless of species, men and women should keep their distance. It’s inappropriate, even between us.”

Sohwa scolded him, clicking her tongue inwardly.

Unfazed, Dohwi calmly lowered his gaze, tearing the wing of the quail and placing it on her spoon.

“If you sleep with your head on my arm, I can wake you up right away whenever you have a nightmare.”

His long eyelashes cast shadows, hiding his exact expression as he spoke.

Taking a big bite of the quail, Sohwa firmly shook her head, insisting it wasn’t right.

Thankfully enough, Dohwi also seemed to realize the absurdity of his idea and didn’t press further.

After Sohwa, having only eaten the quail, set down her spoon, and as always, Dohwi urged her to eat more.

But despite his repeated urging, she refused, and he finally cleared the table.

“You’re not eating much either.”

“I had a big dinner last night.”

“Why are you so insistent on feeding me? Is there a reason you want me to gain weight...?”

Swallowing nervously, Sohwa asked with a face full of fear. Dohwi looked at her intently before smirking.

“You’re so small. Gaining a bit of weight would be good for your health... And you would look better, too.”

‘...And easier to chew? ...That’s not what he said, right?’

As Sohwa tilted her head in confusion, Dohwi walked out of the bedroom, making an ominous remark.

“To be honest, I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.”

This time, Sohwa wasn’t mistaken.

Dohwi clearly said that in purpose, though the true meaning was still a mystery to be solved.

* * *

Late at night, having skipped dinner and gone to bed early, Sohwa found herself plagued by another terrible nightmare.

“Ugh....”

It was a massive tiger, the size of a house. Its forepaws were larger than her entire body, and its sharp fangs were as hard as a goat’s horn, looking like they could pierce any hide.

The tiger leisurely held Sohwa between its forepaws, savoring her as its next meal.

“Please... spare me....”

What did it want from her?

If it was going to eat her, Sohwa thought that it would be better if he can just do it quick so she can be put out of her misery without pain.

Instead, it tantalizingly licked her, as if savoring the anticipation.

“P-Please... spare... me....”

A tongue as large as her head flicked across her face. Then it moved to her body, twisting its head to lick her all over. Licking here, then there, it covered her in saliva.

Her once fluffy and beautiful fur, one of the few things that she truly felt pride for, was now soaked with the tiger’s saliva.

Flattened to the ground and trembling, Sohwa cautiously lifted her head.

Her eyes met the golden gaze that had been watching her, as if waiting for her reaction.

The pitch-black pupils, like ink dots, were focused right on her, making Sohwa leap in fright.

It was said that just looking at a tiger’s fearsome gaze could make one sicken and die.

She tried to hide her head under her paws, but the cursed gaze of the tiger didn’t waver a bit. It felt like her skull was being pierced by the ghastly gaze.

Lick, lick, lick.

It alternated between licking the tips of her ears, which were slightly tinged with black, and her nape, over and over again.

She considered striking its nose and running away, but every time she thought of it, the tiger’s sharp fangs brushed her, reminding her of her helplessness.

“Help... Help me....”

The enormous forepaw rolled her over, exposing her belly in a submissive gesture.

Lying there with her legs tucked, as if saying ‘eat me,’ the tiger began licking her fluffy belly.

Armpit, belly, then to the ‘lower’ parts of her body.

The feeling of its tongue exploring every part, even the most sensitive areas, was overwhelmingly vivid.

“Not... there.”

She tried to cover herself with her tail, but the tiger’s wet nose pushed through.

The eerie sensation from her ‘sensitive’ spots made Sohwa squirm.

Then the tiger, as if to restrain her, pressed down on Sohwa’s lower belly with its forepaw.

The pressure on her bladder forced Sohwa to feel the urge to urinate.

“No... stop, stop....”

Despite her struggles, the tiger’s tongue did not stop. The pressure on her lower belly intensified.

“S-s-stop! I’m going to....”

She was about to wet herself on the tiger’s face! But the more urgent she felt, the licking of the tiger gained even more momentum and force.

“Stop! STOP!!!”