Beautiful Yuri Couple Surrender to the Cock - Chapter 33

 "…Phew…"

Rika, who had been submerged in the pool, opened her mouth wide to draw in oxygen. Her already succulent lips became even more glistening from the water, drawing the eyes of every man nearby. Normally, she wore a swimming cap, so seeing her blonde hair floating freely in the water was a strangely ethereal sight.

"Hey!" 

"…?"

She turned to see Eiji splashing through the water toward her.

"I mean, look. I know you’re probably not swimming at full power. But when you dive under and just zip away like a torpedo, I'm in trouble. I can't keep up with that." 

"…Sorry?"

Indeed, looking closely, Eiji seemed a bit winded. Rika was perfectly fine, but she was a top-tier athlete even within the competitive swimming club. Even when she was just "playing around," the distance between her and Eiji opened up in an instant.

"The whole point is to help you get used to being around guys. So, could you try to stay with me as much as possible?" 

"…Okay."

Rika looked down, appearing genuinely dejected. Eiji didn't want her to make a face like that, so he searched for a way to turn the mood around. It was a starkly different approach from how he handled Mai, whom he looked down upon while hammering his desires into her. Well, Mai might actually have a masochistic streak that makes her excited by being dominated by a man she looked down on, but if she saw Eiji fussing over Rika like this, she’d likely blow a fuse. Though he’d probably just find a way to dodge her wrath.

"Oh, I know. Want to try that?" 

"…That?"

Rika looked in the direction Eiji was pointing. There stood the star attraction of this indoor water park: a massive water slider.

"…It’s high."

Waiting in line for the water slider, Rika peered down from the stairs and offered her assessment. It was high enough to justify its popularity. The design was surely solid and safety ensured, but anyone with a fear of heights would have a hard time looking down.

"…Why are you staring at the ceiling?" 

"Men are built to look upward and climb their way to the top." 

"…………?"

There was a man clearly suffering from acrophobia standing right next to her, but she only tilted her head in confusion. Meanwhile, the line moved steadily forward until it was finally Rika and Eiji’s turn.

"…Can I go first?" 

"Of course."

As Rika moved to step forward...

"Ah, are you two a couple? If so, please use this two-person raft!" 

"…Eh?"

The attendant, misinterpreting their relationship, guided them with a beaming smile. Before the stunned pair could object, they were hurried into position, finding themselves sharing the same raft. The massive Eiji sat in the back, with Rika’s slender frame nestled between his legs.

"…!!" 

"Y-you okay?"

Rika’s body gave a violent jolt. Her fear of men had been born from the trauma of nearly being assaulted. Naturally, being in such close physical contact with a man was bound to trigger those memories; there was no way she could be "okay." Her instinct was to shove Eiji away and bolt, but before she could move, Eiji reached out and took her hand, worried.

"Eh...?"

In that instant, a flash of light seemed to strike her mind. A scene from the past surged up with overwhelming clarity.

'Are you okay?'

The boy who had said those words and reached out his hand. The childhood Rika, her face a mess of tears and snot, had taken that hand. It was a man's hand, yet it possessed a warmth and a sense of security that was worlds apart from the man who had pinned her down...

"Hey, are you really okay?" 

"…Mm."

She was snapped back to reality. In front of her was a rugged man staring at her with genuine concern.

"…I shouldn't be 'okay,' I think."

She wasn't supposed to be able to touch men. The trauma usually drained the strength from her body and left her in a cold sweat. And yet...

"…But with you, it might be okay."

Rika leaned her back against Eiji’s thick frame. It was unthinkable—touching a man’s body, let alone exposing her defenseless back to him. But now that the memory she thought she’d forgotten had flashed back, her repulsion toward Eiji had vanished. If anything, she felt... safe? That was impossible.

"I see. Well, if you’re fine with it, let's go like this."

Eiji saw no reason to reject Rika’s approach. Her athletic, firm rear was pressed right against him, and he was quite satisfied with the arrangement. And so, the two of them slid down the water slider together.

"GWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!?" 

"............"

Eiji, with his fear of heights, was naturally terrified by the sudden drop. One might wonder why he suggested the slider in the first place, but perhaps he was trying his best to cheer Rika up. Rika turned her head slightly to peer back at him. Why was it that just looking at his face made her feel so secure? Why did a warm light seem to kindle in her heart? In the end, she plunged into the pool still without an answer. Her head was cooled by the water, so she didn't realize that her face had been flushed and her eyes misty until a moment ago.

"…I’m gonna go grab some drinks. What do you want?" 

"…Orange juice." 

"You never waver, do you?"

Eiji, looking a bit haggard and hollow-cheeked after the slider, gave a weary chuckle at her response. Rika watched him walk away with a small, fond smile before climbing out of the pool to take a break.

"…This is fun."

She stretched, letting out a small murmur. Her well-shaped breasts were emphasized through the competitive swimsuit, drawing the gazes of nearby men. Fun. She never expected to feel that emotion outside of swimming or dates with Mai. She’d thought the pool itself might be enjoyable, but she was actually having fun just talking to Eiji.

"…What was that?"

Her mind drifted back to the flashback she’d had when Eiji touched her. A memory she should have forgotten had been vividly recalled. Why? Could it be...? Rika shook her head. Now wasn't the time to think about that.

"…If I asked to go on the slider again, would he come with me?"

Rika’s lips curled into a faint smile as she remembered how terrified Eiji had been. She never thought she’d be able to smile while thinking about a man. But while she was wrapped in that peaceful feeling...

"Hello there." 

"Hey, hey. You all alone? Bored?"

Two men approached, cutting through her mood. They looked like typical playboys. Rika wasn't good with even "nice" guys; these types were far worse.

"…I'm not alone. I'm with a man..."

That usually made most guys back off. Rika gave the clear rejection she’d learned from Mai.

"Ah... that big scary guy, right? But he’s not here now, so it’s fine, isn't it?"

...But unfortunately, they weren't the type to give up easily. Part of the reason was that Rika’s appearance was far too striking to ignore. A face that elegant and a slender body in a racing suit were rare finds.

"Wh...? Um..." 

"Come on. Forget about that guy and hang out with us." 

"We come here all the time. We can show you how to really have fun."

Rika blinked in surprise at their persistence. But as they spoke dismissively of Eiji, her eyes turned cold.

"…No, thank you." 

"Aww, don't be like that. Hanging out with a guy like him must be boring, right? He looks like a total gorilla." 

"Totally. A gorilla wouldn't know the first thing about how humans have fun."

They laughed, mocking Eiji in his absence. Rika thought to herself that they sounded just like Mai, but she felt a surge of genuine anger. Yesterday, she might have just been annoyed, but after today's experience, she had become quite fond of Eiji. So, despite knowing it wasn't the smartest move, she spoke up.

"Please don't speak ill of him. I am having fun, and he made me feel... warm. I think he is nothing like you."

The men instinctively stepped back, chilled by Rika’s icy gaze and words. ...But the next thing that hit them was anger at being intimidated by a slender girl.

"Tch. Oh, is that so?" 

"In that case, you definitely need to hang out with us so you can see the difference."

Their voices dropped an octave. This is bad. She tried to turn and run, but...

"Ah...!!"

Her arm was grabbed firmly. Man's strength. Even as an athlete, her sport wasn't combat; she was no match for them. And the look in their eyes—full of raw lust—was a direct trigger for the memory of the man who had dragged her into the bushes.

The strength drained from Rika’s body. The men misinterpreted her reaction as her giving in, but in reality, her trauma had been reawakened, and she was paralyzed by fear. The "fear of men" that had begun to fade through her time with Eiji was now hardening again, sinking into a bottomless swamp. If it hit the bottom, it might never be pulled out again. The light vanished from Rika’s blue eyes, and she began to sway. She was about to fall back into a world of avoidance and loathing, never to understand men again—

"Hey, hey. Cut that out."

But a man's voice pulled her back to reality. It was a deep, heavy voice as he clamped a hand over the arm of the man grabbing Rika.

"Huh?"

The man let out a confused grunt because the arm grabbing him was thick, powerful, and far more developed than his own. He turned to find a giant of a man with a rugged face, curled into a dark grin.

"Hey there. I'm the gorilla."

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