Chapter 282: *Morning Hood*

Shine…

The soft morning light filtered through the dorm window, casting a gentle glow over the small room.

Lyra woke up first, still nestled comfortably against Gray’s chest. She blinked a few times sleepily, then lifted her head just enough to look at his sleeping face.

He looked so handsome like this… relaxed, peaceful, with his black hair slightly messy against the pillow.

Her heart fluttered warmly.

“…You’re really handsome,” she murmured very softly, almost to herself. “Even when you’re sleeping… You look perfect.”

Unable to resist, she leaned in and planted a few gentle kisses on his lips.

“Chu… mwah… chuup~♡”

She smiled shyly at her own boldness, then shifted slightly to get more comfortable.

As she moved, her thigh slid upward between his legs… and suddenly closed around something thick, warm, and very hard.

Lyra froze.

Her eyes widened.

The moment she realized what it was, Gray’s morning erection, a deep blush exploded across her cheeks and ears.

’W-What…?! It’s… it’s so big and hard already… even though he’s still sleeping…’

Her leg instinctively tightened a little around the thick shaft, feeling its impressive girth and heat through the thin fabric of his pants.

The realization that she was literally hugging his morning wood with her thigh made her heart race wildly.

Curiosity quickly overpowered her embarrassment.

’…It feels so warm… and really hard…’

Biting her lower lip, Lyra carefully slipped her hand under the blanket.

With trembling fingers, she tugged at the waistband of his pants and underwear, slowly pulling them down just enough to free his cock.

It sprang out heavily, standing tall and throbbing in the morning air.

“A-ah…” Lyra’s breath hitched.

She stared at it with wide, innocent eyes, her face burning crimson.

’Oh my… it’s even bigger than I thought…’

She reached out hesitantly with her index finger and gently poked the side of his shaft.

The skin was surprisingly smooth and velvety, yet underneath it felt incredibly firm and hot. She traced her finger slowly from the base upward, feeling the texture, the faint veins, and the way it twitched slightly at her touch.

“It’s… so warm…” she whispered breathlessly, almost in awe.

Her curiosity grew. She wrapped her small hand around the thick base and gave it a gentle, experimental squeeze.

“Mmm… it’s really hard…” she murmured to herself, her eyes sparkling with some kind of shy fascination.

She stroked it once, very slowly, feeling its weight and heat in her palm.

Then she used both hands to measure its size, one hand stacked above the other. Even with both hands, there was still a noticeable length left uncovered.

Her eyes widened further.

’This… this is supposed to go inside me…?’

Swallowing nervously, Lyra shifted her position.

She carefully lifted the hem of her own skirt and panties to the side, then hesitantly pressed the thick, throbbing head of his cock against her lower belly, right above her pussy.

She aligned it vertically, comparing its length to her own body.

The head easily reached well past her navel.

Lyra’s eyes froze, her breath catching in her throat.

’…It can’t possibly fit… It’s way too long… and too thick… There’s no way something this big could go all the way inside my pussy…’

A fresh wave of nervous embarrassment washed over her.

Her thighs pressed together instinctively, and she felt herself growing wetter just from the sight and the thought.

Yet she couldn’t tear her gaze away from his impressive morning erection, still gently holding it with both hands, her mind spinning with both shy curiosity and worry.

And well… her curiosity only grew stronger.

Squish…

Still holding his thick morning erection with both hands, she gave it another gentle squeeze, feeling how it pulsed warmly in her palms.

Sfwap… sfwap…

She stroked it slowly from base to tip, marveling at how the velvety skin slid over the rock-hard shaft underneath.

“It’s… twitching…” she whispered breathlessly to herself.

Her thumb brushed over the swollen head, spreading the small bead of precum that had gathered at the tip.

She circled it curiously, then traced one of the faint veins running along the length with her index finger.

Every little touch made it jerk slightly, and each reaction sent another flutter of shy excitement through her belly.

She leaned closer, her eyes wide with innocent fascination, and gently lifted it upright, comparing its size to her own forearm.

The sheer length and thickness made her bite her lip harder.

’If just looking at it makes me feel this nervous… how is it ever going to fit…?’

Lost in her exploration, she didn’t notice Gray’s breathing change.

Gray slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Lyra sitting between his legs, skirt slightly hiked up, both of her small hands wrapped around his hard, throbbing cock as she stared at it with flushed cheeks and wide, curious eyes.

“Lyra?”

Lyra froze the moment she felt his gaze on her.

Her face instantly turned completely red, almost like a ripe tomato. The blush spread all the way to her ears and down her neck in seconds.

“G-Gray…!?” she squeaked, her voice cracking in surprise.

Squish!

She didn’t let go of his cock. If anything, her hands tightened around it in pure panic, making it twitch strongly between her fingers.

Gray simply looked at her calmly, one eyebrow slightly raised, his expression relaxed despite waking up to such a sight.

“…If you wanted to play with it, you could’ve just asked, Lyra.”

The words hit her like a lightning bolt.

Lyra’s face exploded into an even deeper shade of red.

She looked like she might actually combust on the spot. Her mouth opened and closed several times before any sound came out.

“I-I…! T-This isn’t…! I-I didn’t mean to—!” she stammered desperately, her voice high-pitched and shaky.

“I-I just woke up first and… and then my leg touched it and… and it was so warm and hard and… I got curious and… and I just wanted to see it closer and—!”

Her hands were still wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock as she tried to explain, only making the situation more embarrassing.

Every nervous movement of her fingers caused it to twitch and pulse in her grasp.

“I-I swear I wasn’t trying to do anything weird…! It just… it looked so different in the morning and… and I wanted to know how it felt and… and…”

She couldn’t finish her sentence.

Her eyes darted everywhere except at his face, her entire body trembling with mortification while her hands refused to let go of his erection.

Gray remained quiet for a moment, simply watching her adorable, panicked rambling with a faint teasing smile.

“You’re my girlfriend, Lyra… you can play with it even if I’m asleep,” Gray stated calmly, his voice still a little husky from sleep.

“Although I’d prefer if I were awake.”

Lyra’s face burned even hotter at his casual acceptance. She couldn’t believe how relaxed he was about the whole situation.

Gray slowly sat up on the bed, the blanket sliding down to his waist. He looked at her gently with that same teasing smirk from yesterday.

“Do you want to learn how a man masturbates?”

The direct question made Lyra’s cheeks flush a deep crimson.

Her heart pounded wildly, but the curiosity burning inside her was stronger than her embarrassment.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes flickering between his face and his hard cock still standing proudly between them.

“I-I… um…” she stammered softly, her voice was barely above a whisper.

After a few seconds of internal struggle, she gave a tiny, shy nod.

“…Y-Yes… please.”

Gray smiled lightly at her words.

He shifted closer, sitting right beside her on the bed.

Taking her smaller hand in his, he gently wrapped her fingers around the thick, throbbing shaft of his cock.

Her hand felt warm against his heated skin. Gray then guided her slowly, using her hand to stroke him from base to tip in long, smooth motions.

Sfwap… sfwap…

“Like this… nice and steady at first,” he instructed calmly.

After a few strokes, he gradually let go of her hand, leaving Lyra to continue on her own.

Lyra kept stroking him hesitantly at first, her grip gentle but curious. Her eyes were fixed on his cock as her hand moved up and down.

Sfwap, sfwap…!

“Does… does this feel good?” she asked softly, voice trembling with shyness.

“It doesn’t hurt, right? Even though it’s so hard… it doesn’t hurt when I squeeze it like this?”

Gray leaned back slightly, watching her with relaxed eyes.

“It feels really good, Lyra,” he replied calmly.

“You can squeeze a little tighter if you want. It doesn’t hurt at all. In fact, the tighter the better.”

Encouraged by his words, Lyra tightened her grip a bit more, stroking with more confidence.

Squish, fwap… sfwap!

Her hand moved a little faster, the soft, wet sounds of skin sliding against skin filling the quiet room.

“And… and when it twitches like that… is that normal?” she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

“It keeps jumping in my hand…”

Gray let out a low chuckle at those innocent words.

“That means it feels very good. Keep going just like that.”

She continued stroking him steadily, occasionally glancing up at his face to check his reaction. Her curiosity made her bolder with each passing second.

Suddenly, Gray’s breathing grew a little heavier.

“Lyra… I’m going to come soon,” he warned calmly.

The moment the words left his mouth, Lyra unconsciously started stroking faster, her hand pumping up and down his throbbing cock with eager, nervous speed.

Sfwap!

Sfwap!

Sfwap!

She continued for one more minute or so, until Gray suddenly groaned softly as his hips twitched.

“Ugh…”

Thick ropes of warm cum suddenly shot out, landing across Lyra’s waiting palm and fingers as she quickly placed her other hand in front of the tip to catch everything.

“Haah… fuu…”

She listened to his somewhat heavy breaths, her own heart racing as she felt the warmth of his release in her hands.

“D-Did that feel good? It did, right?” Lyra reassured herself in a shaky, breathy voice, staring almost hypnotized at the pearly white sperm spilled all over her palms.

“That’s why the sperm came out…”

Gray gently took her wrist and waved his free hand, using a simple cleaning spell.

Swish!

A soft glow enveloped her hands, instantly removing every trace of his cum and leaving her skin perfectly clean again.

“It was extremely pleasing, Lyra,” he smiled softly.

At those words, Lyra’s face lit up with a bright, happy smile, shy but glowing with pure joy at his praise.

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