I Became A Mech Soldier After Waking Up in The Future.

Author's Note:

This is the first NSFW chapter for this book. This chapter includes a depiction of sexual advances under influence of substance/drug, and not fully consensual sexual activity, so read it at your own discretion.

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Jeanne came in with a bowl of cold water and continued to cool down Keiko's fever. She could vaguely hear Keiko talking in her sleep, but Keiko's voice was so small and gibberish that Jeanne couldn't hear what she said clearly.

Without warning, Jeanne suddenly felt a hand grabbing her arms strongly, causing her to let out a little yelp. There was only Keiko and her in this room, so obviously the culprit was Keiko.

As she was about to turn around, she felt her body being pulled toward the bed, and then she sat down on top of the bed beside Keiko, slightly dazed.

She saw Keiko open her black eyes, her eyebrows drooping, her long and thick eyelashes obscuring the emotions in her eyes, and she looked straight at Jeanne's eyes with a gaze that could even charm immortals.

"Can you not go?" Keiko whispered.

Hearing the affection and longing in Keiko's voice, Jeanne's heart nearly skipped a beat. She looked at Keiko with wide eyes, not sure that she had heard it right.

'This dense woman actually speaking in such a tone? This guy... did she half-awake right now?'

"I like you," Keiko's voice grew softer and more seductive.

Upon Keiko's abrupt confession, Jeanne quickly realized that Keiko might be under a hallucination right now. That was the reason this piece of wood suddenly became so bold, which was in a normal setting would only happen when the sun was rising from the west.

Despite this, Jeanne could feel her heart pounding like a drum and a butterfly fluttering in her stomach, and her white cheeks turned pinkish in the dim light. The happiness came so suddenly, she didn't know how to respond.

But, Keiko's next words quickly doused a bucket of cold water on her enthusiasm.

"Girl, I want to be with you."

'Girl? Who the hell?!'

Jeanne felt a chill in her heart and realized that the object of Keiko's dream at this moment might not necessarily be her at all, because Keiko had never called her "girl" before.

Keiko's other hand had already slowly touched Jeanne's cheek, but Jeanne's mood had already turned sour and her blood was boiling from anger.

She didn't care whether Keiko was currently sober or not; she stood up and slapped Keiko's hand off her arms and coldly said, "Keiko, are you out of your mind? Is it really me that you like?"

Who knew that this guy would answer right away unhesitatingly.

"How could there be another person that I like? Am I not confessing to you right now?"

This scumbag-like line made Jeanne annoyed. She smiled coldly and sneered inwardly, 'Lieutenant Lee, oh, Lieutenant Lee, I usually see your serious and upright appearance. I didn't expect that you could be a jerk too.'

Jeanne turned around and was about to leave, but she didn't expect that Keiko's hallucination was so severe that she couldn't wake up from it in such a short time. Keiko suddenly hugged her from behind, and then the two fell on the bed together.

The simple camp bed made a creaking sound, and Jeanne exclaimed in a low voice, which alarmed the nurses outside.

"Second Lieutenant Lee? Major Armstrong? What's happening? Is there something I can do to help?" The nurse obeyed Dr. Leah's instructions and asked outside instead of entering without authorization.

"Ah, it's alright, it's alright, I'm just a little bit startled by the noise when I sit on the bed. It seems the bunk is quite cranky. Rest easy, there isn't any serious problem," Jeanne lay on Keiko's back and said with difficulty.

"Oh, okay, you've worked hard, Major." The nurse's footsteps gradually moved away.

"Damn, bastard, let me go!" Jeanne lowered her voice and cried angrily to Keiko, who was under her, pinching Keiko's thigh with her fingers, trying to wake her up.

Keiko was obedient this time and quickly released Jeanne from her embrace. But, she didn't let her go completely and instead suddenly pressed her down, raised her hand to lift Jeanne's chin, and pressed her lips to Jeanne's.

As she sensed the softness on her lips, Jeanne's eyes widened, and her body shuddered in inexplicable pleasure. She didn't know if she had somehow fallen into an illusion too, but she could taste the lingering sweetness on her lips as if they were dipped in honey.

She was shocked by the sudden kiss and tried to push Keiko away from her. But, once she felt the warm tingling breath on her skin, she couldn't help but feel her heart melting, and her stiff body was now weak and soft.

With another soft moan escaping her lips, she couldn't muster any more strength to resist Keiko.

Her hands that previously wanted to push Keiko away were now tightly circling around Keiko's neck, hugging her body tightly, and she could feel Keiko's warmth on her own.

After a brief separation, this time Jeanne was the one who initiated the kiss. Differing from Keiko's kiss, which was rough and abrupt, her kiss was as gentle as falling dew.

Her tongue didn't rush to charge forward but tasted the nook and cranny of her small lips first, and then, after a brief moment of besieging, Keiko's defense couldn't help but crumble, her breaths ragged, leaving a slight gap in her mouth, which was quickly used as an opportunity by Jeanne's tongue to infiltrate inside.

What happened next wasn't a surprise anymore. Jeanne's tongue was wreaking havoc inside, triggering a stifled but sweet moan from Keiko.

While feasting on Keiko's sumptuous lips, Jeanne's foxy eyes quietly observed Keiko's facial features through her long fluttering eyelashes.

Right at that moment, her majestic and awe-inspiring looks were long gone, replaced by a slightly intoxicated expression.

The eyes under the double eyelids were like lacquer as if there were little stars shining in them at any time, and after staring at her for a long time, there was a feeling of blush and heartbeat.

Looking at her at such a close distance, her skin was flawless, fair, and tender, which was unbelievable for a soldier who was exposed to the wind and the sun.

Her sharp and exquisite nose was also very charming.

Jeanne couldn't help but reach out and attach her cheek, sliding her thumb lightly across the bridge of her nose.

Coincidentally, Keiko's lips reapplied to hers from a different angle, and Jeanne became mischievous and nibbled her lower lip lightly.

'Even though you're currently not fully conscious, taking advantage of me, you still have to pay a price.' 

Keiko's exquisite brows frowned because of the pain, and she suddenly stuck out her tongue, lightly prying open Jeanne's lips, and she took advantage of the situation to launch another assault.

"Hmm~" Jeanne was a little surprised, and subconsciously gave a soft moan, but then was embarrassed by the sound she made.

She prayed that Keiko didn't remember any of this, otherwise, where would she put the face of Major Armstrong?

However, her kitten-like purring voice completely switched Keiko's flip. Her breathing became heavier, and her kiss escalated from a peck of a dragonfly to a deeper one.

Jeanne's and Keiko's lips intertwined with each other, and for the first time, Jeanne felt that kissing was such a wonderful thing.

As they drowned in the sweet moment, Jeanne's hand gently stroked Keiko's cheek. Her fingers fiddled with a few strains of Keiko's hair before slowly tucking it behind her ears and then slid down from there, tracing the neckline and touching her straight and beautiful collarbone, making her blush fiercely.

It was cold at night, and Jeanne was wearing a camouflage jacket, which had been torn out of shape at the moment, and the corners of the camouflage T-shirt she was wearing were also lifted up, revealing a flat belly without any fat.

Keiko's hand had slipped to her waist and was gently stroking her lower back. That hand was really warm but a little rough, and I could feel the calluses from holding the weapon for a long time.

Jeanne was kissed so passionately by Keiko that though she knew in her heart that if things went on like this, they might cross the line tonight, it didn't mean she would stop.

She had her own plans in her heart, and she didn't mind cooking cooked rice with Keiko, and in the process, it was best to leave some evidence in case this guy didn't recognize the bill after eating.

With this guy's upright personality, Jeanne wasn't afraid that she would run away again in the future.

Well, she knew that it was a bit despicable to plot against the person she liked like this, but she always believed that even if it was a lover, it was necessary to be a little bit innocuous and careful; otherwise, how could the other party be firmly tied to her side?

Even love had an expiration date. If you want to keep it fresh for a long time, you should make some effort to preserve it.

Especially now that she was completely fascinated by a piece of wood and couldn't extricate herself from her. If she didn't act proactively, should she wait for the wood to enlighten itself?

So, Jeanne wanted to reach out and open her bracelet ID in her busy schedule.

How could she have known Keiko was obsessed with her, holding her and not letting go as her lips made their way to Jeanne's ear, the most sensitive part of her body?

As Keiko lightly bit her earlobe, she suddenly felt something dripping below her crotch and subconsciously clamped her legs.

She pursed her lips that were a little swollen from the kiss; her foxy eyes were now watery with lust concealed within, and her long curly hair was scattered all over the bed messily, full of temptation.

"Keiko...don't…wait, wait a minute..."

She gently stretched out her hand to push Keiko, but Keiko couldn't listen to anything at all now, Jeanne's strength was not as strong as hers, and she was already controlled by her desire. There was really no way to get rid of her entanglement right now.

'You wood, why are you so impatient, I really owe you a lot in my past life!' Jeanne sighed, feeling very resentful in her heart but already resigning to this temptress' whim.

Keiko's right hand had already crawled up from Jeanne's waist to her bosom, copping a feel of Jeanne's perky twin mounds. While her left hand was venturing below, about to visit Jeanne's hidden garden.

At that moment, the nurse's slightly anxious voice suddenly came from outside.

"Sir, who are you looking for? You need permission to visit, sir, please stay."