Since I was Able to Become a Court Mage of an Elven Country, For Now, I Will Play Sexual Pranks on the Princess (WN): Chapter 27

 

Chapter 27: Female Knight, Sulking



 Aisha woke up a little before five o'clock.



 Due to a long-standing habit, her body naturally wakes up at this time without the use of an alarm.



 She opens her eyes and notices that she is holding something.



 It was a man's arm.



 She was naked with nothing on, and she was sleeping with a man's arm pressed against her breasts.



 The owner of that arm was, of course, Keith.



 When she looked at his face, she saw that Keith was sleeping with a silly look on his face.



 When he came to her suddenly at midnight last night, she said, "Tell me in advance! I have plans too!" and he said, "I'm sorry. I just wanted to see Aisha", she was shocked as if something had pierced her chest, and she let him in the room as it was.



 After that, it was like an avalanche, as they kissed while drinking the alcohol he had brought, and then they fell into the act of supplying him with mana.



 It's always like that these days.



 She thought it was going to get sore.



 She knew she shouldn't allow this to happen.



 But when Keith called her "Aisha" and caressed her tenderly, her heart can't reject it.



"What am I gonna do to you... you lowlife."



 She whispered to the sleeping Keith in a sullen tone.



 But there is no sense of rejection or disgust in them as before.



 As she tightened her hold on Keith's arm a little more, her gaze drifted downwards.



 Keith's penis was in a morning erection, making a tent under the bedsheets.



 It made her feel lustful.



 It was something Aisha would never have done before.



 She reached under the bedsheets and gently gripped his erected penis with her hand.



"Nnhh..."



 Keith moaned.



 Is he awake? She looked at him, but he was still asleep.



 Relieved, she started to move her fingers.



 When she twirled her fingers, his penis twitched and reacted. She found it interesting.



"This, this, this always scares me."



 She continued caressing the penis while talking in a voice that would not wake Keith up.



"Nhh... ah..."



 It was unbearably amusing to her, hearing Keith raise his voice.



 The trembling of the penis soon became stronger and stronger.



"Gonna surrender? Fuu, how pitiful. The thing that was tormenting me......"



"... What... are you doing?"



"Uhii!?"



 The sudden voice took her by surprise.



 When she looked, Keith was awake. It's not surprising after all that.



 Aisha tried to remove her hand from his penis in a panic, but Keith stopped her with his own hand.



 Aisha's hand, wrapped by Keith's hand, was still holding his penis.



"T-this is! I-It's not what you think!"



 Aisha tried desperately to find an excuse, but she can't think of a good one.



"Not? What is? You're playing a prank on a man's morning wood, Aisha."



"I'm not! It's not a prank... I mean, after all we did yesterday, you're getting big again! So, you know..."



"Oh, you got interested and checked it out."



"Yes, that's right!"



"I don't think soーーーー!!"



 Keith got up and climbed on top of Aisha.



 He did not put his weight on it but put enough pressure on it so that she would not escape.



 He rubbed and licked Aisha's breasts as she squealed, "Kyaa!".



"Hey! Don't! Nhh! It's morning, you know!! What are you, uhaa!"



"Even though it's morning, chu, chu, hamu, hamu, Aisha is playing a prank, rero, rero, on someone's cock."



"It's not! Ahh! I, haa!"



 Keith took his mouth off her hardening nipples and raised himself up, showing his erect penis to Aisha.



"It's Aisha's fault I'm like this...... what are you going to do about it?"



"It was like that when I woke up!"



"But it was Aisha who made it uncontrollable."



"...It's morning, you know."



"……Is that...... a no?"



 Keith asks, sounding like an abandoned dog in the rain.



 Aisha made a slightly grumpy voice.



"Just once... okay?"



 Keith nodded "yes" to her words and began to caress Aisha.



 The caresses she received on her body, which was still a little fuzzy from sleep, felt nice and fluffy.



 He gently rubbed her nipples while sucking them like a baby.



 Aisha's large, taut breasts changed shape in Keith's hands as he sucked and squeezed them.



 While enjoying it, Keith rubbed his erect penis against Aisha's leg.



 He was letting Aisha know that he was ready for battle.



 Then he brought one hand down and touched her pussy.



 It's not wet, but it's already warm.



 He gently caressed the clitoris in Aisha's favorite manner.



"Nhh, nnhh..."



 Aisha rubbed her legs together.



 In between, he was caressing the clitoris, gradually shifting its position down, a little at a time.



 Eventually, the tip of his middle finger touched the pussy hole and sank inside.



"Haa..."



 The pleasure is not rough, but easy to accept, and it gradually relaxes Aisha's body.



 With the birds already chirping outside, the caresses that she was being engrossed in seemed to be doing something somewhat naughty.



 That raised Aisha's lust.



"Aisha, it's getting really wet..."



 Keith said as he let his fingers, soaked with love juices, rubbed inside her vagina.



"Haa... nhh!... Because... it feels good."



 Her voice was sweet and rough.



"Can I insert it?"



"……Yeah."



 After making sure Aisha nodded, Keith moved his body and let Aisha hold her legs.



 With her hands around her knees, Aisha widened and exposed her vagina and positioned herself to receive Keith.



 The pink inner flesh stirred obscenely, splitting the silver pubic hair.



 He poked the tip of his penis into the hole and entered all at once.



"Ahh... there it is..."



 A voice leaked.



 Aisha closes her eyes.



"Haaa... nghh... haa."



 The two of them remained silent for a while.



 Their fuzzy mind is slowly awakened while checking their body temperature transmitted by each genital.



 Then they quietly began to grind their hips.



 It was not a serious, rough sex.



 Doing it slowly while checking each other.



 Keith kissed Aisha as he covered her. And Aisha accepted.



 Their tongues intertwine and their hips move together, and soon their voices start leaking out.



"Ah, ah, nhh, nhh, nhh... kuh."



 The soft vaginal flesh is even softer than before, and it moves like it has a will and is entangled around Keith's penis.



 Keith also responded to that stimulus.



"Fuu, guh! Ah, nnh."



 Both of them are breathing erratically and moaning, as they are desperately seeking each other.



 The next moment, as their hips moved forward, their speed became faster and faster, and they both moaned.



"Guaa!! Sorry... I'm, cumming!!"



 Keith said so and made a scream.



 A hot liquid overflowed inside Aisha.



"Kuh... ah... hot... semen..."



"Nhh!... nhh... that felt good..."



 Keith looked at Aisha's face as he thrust his hips into her.



"Sorry... I climaxed alone."



 He smiled shyly.



 And Aisha said.



"Did it feel good?"



"Very."



"Okay, then it's good."



 She smiled back at him and put her lips on his.






...






 Aisha is smiling faintly, turning red as she recalls what happened earlier.



 Looking at her face, Berna asked.



"Did something good happen to you?"



 Aisha is startled by those words.



"There's no way!!"



 Aisha looked around in a panic, her voice too loud, and talked again.



"There is no such good... thing."



"I see."



 Berna said nothing more.



 It was Berna's belief not to get too deeply into others' affairs.



 Aisha, however, was a little perplexed when she was confronted with the fact that she was in her fantasies.



 I'm daydreaming? Me? That's absurd!



 She desperately denied Berna's words.



 Yes, that's right. I'm not daydreaming.



 I'm just smiling at Keith's incompetency.



 After all, I hold all the rights to Keith's life.



 If I wanted to kill him, I could do so at any time.



 Keith visiting Aisha's room and drowning in Aisha's body without knowing it is funny, pathetic, and...... adorable......?



 No, it's not!



 Aisha shook her head.



 That's not true. It's not.



 She told herself that, took a sigh, and looked forward.



 She had to concentrate on her work.



 It was already eight o'clock. Yes, she must focus.



 Aisha entered Naia's room with the maids who had gathered at the door.



 Naia's schedule for the day consisted of lessons in ceremonial etiquette in the morning and singing lessons in the afternoon.



 Singing is important for elves to use high-level spirit magic.



 But apart from that, Naia loved to sing.



 So even though she didn't have lessons from Keith today, she seemed to be enjoying it.



 After a day of watching, Aisha watched Naia go to bed as it was time for her to sleep, then bowed her head and turned to leave the room.



 That's when a voice called out to her.



"Aisha."



"Yes?"



"It looks like you're feeling better."



"Eh?... ah."



 She was puzzled when she realized that Naia is referring to the time when she was having a hard time thinking about what would happen to her because of Keith.



 She can't say that she was feeling better because she made out with Keith.



"U-um, well."



 She was looking around for the right words.



"That's good. Get better."



 She almost cried when she saw Naia's face smiling at her like that. But.



"I was right to consult with Keith-sama."



"Eh?"



 Consult with Keith? Why is Keith's name mentioned here?



 Her heart raced at the sudden mention of Keith's name.



"Um, what do you mean by..."



 Aisha asked.






...






 An idiot was walking down the corridor, humming a tune.



 Keith.



 The purpose, of course, is to go to Aisha's room.



 Two days in a row is physically demanding, but today, he was on his way to using the finished product that he had requested.



"I really need to start making some energy pills ~ ~ ~."



 He skipped down the corridor with a smile on his face.



 The reason why the soldiers didn't get suspicious is because he is wearing the [Marici Heavenly Cloak] that Keith took from Aisha.



 Recently, he always uses it when he goes to Aisha's room in the middle of the night.



 When he arrived in front of Aisha's room, Keith switches his manner to the character he created.



 He knocks on the door.



 However, there is no reply.



 The door, which would normally open immediately, did not.



 Thinking it's strange, he knocks again.



 It still didn't open, so he wondered if she was asleep.



Though, he was sure that she had come back at this hour.



 So, there was a possibility that she was sleeping or taking a bath.



 While he was wondering what to do, the door opened.



"What, you're awake?"



 Keith froze when he saw Aisha's face while saying that.



 She is glaring.



 She is glaring at him.



"U-um..."



 He was about to say something, but.



"What do you want..."



 What's going on? What happened?



 That's what he wanted to ask.



 What happened to that mood we had this morning?



 Why has my likability suddenly dropped so low??



 Panicking, he tried to figure out why, but he has no idea.



 But he thought it would be best to get into the room first.



"For... now, um."



"We did it this morning..."



"Yeah, but."



"……Sigh*……"



 Aisha returned to her room, leaving the door open without saying a word.



 Apparently, he was told to do as he pleased. Keith obediently enters the room.



 Aisha was wearing a long, thigh-length sweater.



 She was probably wearing hot pants underneath, but they were hidden by the hem of the sweater, giving the impression that she was not wearing them, which was erotic.



 The color was cream, which combined well with her brown skin.



 Forgetting Aisha's sullenness, he put his things on the floor, hugged her from behind, and said.



"It looks good on you. It's cute."



"……Enough."



 He was interrupted when he said it was cute.



 Aisha untied herself from Keith's arm and said.



"Enough with that words... don't worry about it anymore."



"Um... what do you mean?"



"Don't pay me any mind. Use me as you like."



 She's been calling him by his name until this morning and now it's back to "you".



 And although the way she spoke was different from the disgust and contempt she had at first, it still had a distant ring to it.



 Aisha lay down on the bed and said nothing more.



"...What's wrong? Did I do something?"



 It was so unnatural and inexplicable that Keith had to ask.



 Aisha on the bed bit her lip a little, then.



"Naia-sama told me everything."



 She only said that.



 Keith's heart nearly stopped.



 Hear? All of it?



 That I'm still doing it to her using her ass??



 No, wait, wait, wait, wait.



 If that were the case, Aisha would have killed Keith by now.



 But it hasn't happened.



 Heard? Heard what?



"Hear... what is?"



 He asked with a dry mouth.



"...... Naia-sama asked you, right? To check me out."



"Ha?"



 The words, which were so far from what he thought, made him let out a silly sound.



"You don't have to fool me. Naia-sama told me that when I was having trouble...... because of you, Naia-sama asked you to check on me."



“………”



"Then the next time you came, you became kind to me... I know. You were nice to me because Naia-sama asked you, right?"



 Keith said nothing.



 Aisha, deciding that his reaction indicated that it was true, chuckled to herself.



"Even though, I didn't know that, I didn't even doubt your kindness to me... which is ridiculous."



 Aisha continues to look away from Keith.



"You... calling me cute or that you like me... seriously... I... I... look like an idiot."



 Then, covering her face with her hands.



"Everything... everything, it's all because Naia-sama ordered you... uu..."



 Then her shoulders started to tremble.



 Aisha thought so, that all the favors that were directed at her were actually orders from someone else.



 In fact, it was from a more ghastly idea, but Aisha, who didn't know it at all, cried because of her feelings for the first time in her life.



 Like a girl.



 Keith, who almost laughed at her appearance like that of a child, however, straightened his expression and said.



"Do you really think so?"



 He asked while sitting on the bed.



"Do you really think I'm kind to Aisha... because the princess ordered me?"



"... It's because of that... right?"



"I don't think so... it just happened that when I realized that Aisha liked it gentle, the princess asked me to do so."



"... It's a lie."



"It's not a lie."



"It's absolutely not true."



 Keith gently stroked Aisha's head.



"You don't trust me?"



"... You'll try to trick me like that again... always, always tricking me... you're going to mess me up... I don't trust you anymore."



 Keith stood up without saying a word to Aisha, who refused to face him.



 Aisha felt even sadder when she realized that he couldn't say anything because it was the truth.



 She could feel that Keith was silently looking down at her.



 But she had no intention of trusting or believing him anymore, no matter what he said or did.



 That was what she had decided.



 To such Aisha.



"...You're wearing the ring, right?"



 At these words, Aisha looked at her right ring finger.



 The mithril ring that Keith gave her.



 The ring had already become a part of her body.



"I-I'll return this thing!! You probably made this thing to get me in a good mood anyway!!"



 She said and tried to remove it.



"The Princess asked me to look after Aisha two days before I gave it. I can't make that in two days."



 Indeed, the ring was so elaborate in design that it was unlikely to be made in two days.



 But Aisha, on the other hand.



"Then, you made it to give it to someone else!! And you gave it to me as if it was for me!!"



"The size should match Aisha."



 That's right.



 The ring is completely fitted on Aisha's finger.



 It is hard to believe that it was made to fit someone else's finger.



"I made it to give it to Aisha. I made it just for Aisha. I didn't lie about the time and effort I put into it. I have actual proof."



 Aisha looked at her finger.



 A small, beautiful ring was shining.



"If you still don't trust me...... I understand. I won't come here anymore...... and I won't...... speak to you anymore."



 Keith smiled sadly.



"It's fine. I'll keep my promise... and as for the mana, well...... I'll get down on my knees and ask someone to do it......."



 With that, he left the room with his things.



 But he stopped a little in front of the door.



"Then...... this is the end, right?"



 Then he left the room.



"The... end?"



 Aisha muttered to herself in the room where Keith had disappeared, on the bed where his scent lingered.






...






"Come, come, come, come, come, come, come..."



"Master, what have you been mumbling about all this time, nyaa?"



 Lou asked Keith, who was sitting on a chair and staring at the door of the room.



 Keith did not look away from the door for even a second.



"Wait a minute! My future night life is at stake right now!!!"



"Nyaa?"



"I've got it all set up... the problem is whether it will work after that... come, come, come, come..."



"I don't know what to do to this guy, nyaa."



 Lou said so and began eating the crunchy-type cat food.



 At that moment, there is a knock at the door with a very unreliable sound.



"Nyaa?"



 When Lou looked up.



"Yesss!!! It's here!!!"



 Keith made a gut-punch pose and stood up.



 He then switched off the muffling tool and headed for the door.



 He slaps his grinning face a couple of times to fix it and slowly opens the door.



"... Aisha."



 Keith said in a deliberately surprised voice.



 Aisha was standing in front of the door.



 Aisha's face broke into a sobbing mess, and she jumped into Keith's chest.



"Sorry... I'm sorry..."



 Keith gently closed Aisha's lips with his own as she apologized in a voice that sounded like it was scraping from the back of her throat.



 He then wiped her tears away with his fingers.



"I knew...... that you would believe me."



 Aisha cried again and buried her face in his chest as Keith smiled at her.



 As he hugged Aisha, Keith struck a gut-punch pose and made one of the rare smug faces.



 There it was, the worst lowlife.

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