The Incubus King of Holy Sword Academy (WN): Chapter 5

 

Chapter 5 First Experience 1

 Christo's lodgings are located to the west of Yggdrasil Castle.

 It is a 30-minute walk from the Holy Sword Academy, which is located to the north of the castle town, and the route to school takes a detour around the hill where the castle is located. The hard part is the gradual climb toward the academy, walking home is much lighter on the feet.

 As Christo walked deeper into the narrow, spider-web-like streets, he found a large structure・・・ he stopped in front of a wooden building with words planted in it.

 [Muma's Cradle]. (TN: Muma means: Demon appearing in a dream - incubus and succubus for example)

 It was a deserted inn run by an old woman.

 The first floor is a tavern, and there are several guest rooms on the second floor.

 However, the chairs in the tavern are left facing away from the tables, and there is almost no liquor on the shelves at the counter. The only person living upstairs is Christo. It was not as if the inn was being run to make a profit. It was probably just a hobby for old people with money to spare.

"I'm back."

 He went down the stairs to the first floor below ground level and opened the door of "Muma's Cradle".

 In front of the counter, the owner of the store, an old woman, was sitting on a swinging chair.

"A woman is coming in the middle of the night today. She is blonde and about 14 years old. When she comes, please let her through to my room."

“…………”

 Is this old woman even awake in the middle of the night?

 Even if she was awake, she will probably go back to her house.

 In the first place, is she really listening to Christo?

 He doesn't know, but for the time being, he just told her that and Christo went upstairs.

 The stairs were made of wood and made a loud sound when he stepped on them.

 The white walls had lost their luster with age, but they seemed to be well maintained, with no cobwebs or cracks to be seen. Perhaps the old woman runs the inn for the sake of cleaning.

 Christo entered his room on the second floor, threw his luggage on the floor, and collapsed on his bed.

 His body is stained with sweat and grit, but he has no desire to get to the tub or go to the bathhouse now.

 He felt terribly tired, even though classes haven't even started yet.

 Looking at the dark ceiling, a genuine question arises in his mind: what the hell have I been doing for the past few days?

(Ah, I want to hold a sabbath. I want to eat a woman. Has it been more than a week since I last fucked a woman? It has truly been the most miserable week of my life. If the old man hadn't died, I would be in a monastery in the north of the country right now, indulging my carnal desires. No worries, no one to interfere. Those were good times. It was cold and there was nothing to eat but potatoes and beer. Under the patronage of the old man and priest Yohn, all I had to do was have sex with the nuns.)

 These nuns were skinny and their breasts hung sloppily.

 They had unkempt armpits and pubic hair.

 He misses these women.

 It seems that the food situation is quite good in this royal capital, and even the prostitutes on the street are often plump.

 The women of the nobility are very voluptuous and have smooth skin.

 The average beauty is different from that of women in the north.

 However, this may be just Christo, but rather than a woman with a beautiful body, a woman with a slightly poor appearance have an indescribable charm.

 Even in the northern monasteries, he thought he was more aroused when he was with a rib-showing woman in her thirties than with a plump teenager.

 Especially the middle-aged nuns that Priest Yohn trained were exceptional. He and Priest Yohn had relatively similar tastes, and they often shared the same taste in women's appearances. In addition, many of his women were masters of anal sex, which was forbidden in the Holy Tree Church because it was unproductive. It was immoral and decadent sex. They were very vulgar and very good at giving blowjobs.

“Melvina Lou…… huh?”

 He muttered at the ceiling.

 The image that comes to mind is that of a blonde girl who interrupted the duel.

 Innocent, clean, neat.

 Noble, graceful, and modest.

 A kind of woman one wouldn't be found in the northern monastery.

(Is character important for a wife? No, not only character but also features such as face and smell that match sexual preferences are important. Or rather, that person should first become a girlfriend, not a wife.)

 Christo closes his eyes and remembers the fresh, youthful scent of a blonde girl he smelled two days ago.

 If he had to decide whether he wanted her as a wife or not, he would want her as a wife.

 If this is the case, then he must weigh themselves. He must avoid doing out of the blue what he has been doing to the women in the north, for he risks destroying her character and dignity.

 There is an order to things.

 Do things in order, and finally, the magic will be completed.

 The same goes for Melvina.

 Tonight, he will try to make a gentlemanly contact with her in order to win her over.

 × × ×

 When the eighth bell rang outside, Christo suddenly heard a woman's voice from downstairs and roused himself from bed.

(She's here.)

 It was already dark in the room. The incubus had good night vision, but Melvina would not be able to see anything in the dark.

 As Christo got up and lit the candles on the candlestick, small footsteps climbed the stairs and eventually stopped in front of the room.

"Christopher Soderholm-sama."

 A clear high-pitched voice.

 There was no doubt that it was the girl.

"Excuse me, are you there?"

"I'm here. Hold on. I'll open the door now."

"Yes."

 As he approached the door, he realized that he had untied his tie.

 His plan to be a gentleman had already failed.

 Christo opened the door, deciding that he didn't need the tie since he was going to take it all off anyway.

 In front of the room was a girl in a school uniform with her golden hair tied in two.

 She carried a large suitcase in her hand.

 A sword was also attached to the belt of her skirt.

 The girl―― Melvina bowed like a noble woman with a slightly stiff expression.

"I'm Melvina Lou. I came as a prize for the duel."

"Come in, please."

"...Excuse me."

 Melvina enters the room, passing the door and Christo.

 Christo smells the sweet smell of sweat as she passes.

 She hasn't bathed.

 She talked with her family and came out with the clothes she was wearing.

 No, it would be more natural to think that she was thrown out.

 He thought back to the way all the wives except Patricia had treated the blonde girl.

 Especially, when it came to a woman named Gwendolyn, she did not treat Melvina as a human being.

 Melvina entered the room and froze for a moment when she saw the leather holder and belt that had been thrown on the floor. Her ash blue eyes then caught sight of a bed with half the blankets pulled down. She stood there as if taken aback.

 Christo slipped past her and sat down on the bed.

"Sit anywhere you like. There's a chair right there."

 Christo pointed toward a desk with a magic book he was reading and a plate of cheese.

 On the chair, the coat he had worn today was hung.

"...Then I'll take your word for it."

 Melvina said and took off her sword, leaned it against her suitcase, and then sat down on the chair a little.

 As soon as she sat down, Christo tried to ask, "How is your brother?" But before he could, Melvina leaned forward with her fists clenched.

"U-um! It's a nice room!"

"Do you think so? I actually like this room too. It reminds me of my time in the northern monastery and makes me feel nostalgic."

"Northern monastery... Ah, the Soderholm territory."

"Yeah."

"I read about Christopher-sama's father in the newspaper. I also lost my father, so I understand how you feel."

“Is your father dead? I almost took your brother today as well. I'm glad it didn't turn out to be a big deal. I know it sounds crazy for me to say this. But...... I really didn't want to duel. Someone put my name in the lottery box as a prank and forced me to fight. I was desperate. If I hadn't gone for it, I would have been killed."."

 Melvina shook her head.

“No. I am also a daughter of the hero family. I know the ruthlessness of battle. I am rather grateful to Christopher-sama. You did not take Onii-sama's life.

“Cristo is fine. It makes me itchy to be called like that.

"Well then, Christo-san. Please call me whatever you like."

“All right, Melvina. But you seem to be very calm. You don't seem to be depressed or pessimistic."

 Christo took a sip of water from the water bottle lying around the corner of his bed.

"Until a while ago, I imagined you coming with a face like a dead man's."

"If you keep looking sad, nothing happy will ever come to you. When you are sad, just laugh. If you laugh, you will forget about the sadness―― that's my motto."

"A woman with a smile on her face is more attractive than a woman with a sad face. Like you."

"Um, am I being seduced?"

"I intended to. You left your boarding house to see these lodgings, right?"

"Yes, well. It's a long story."

"Then, you can rent a spare room here. I want you to go out with me on the assumption that we will get married."

"M-Marriage!? Go out!?"

"Is that a bad idea?"

"No, not at all. That's what the bet was originally made for, isn't it? I was also prepared to be raped by you tonight. But I thought that...... you would just use my body and kick me out when you're done with me.”

"If I did that, I would be a demon, wouldn't I? Did I look like that to you?"

"I-I'm sorry!"

 How did Melvina receive his words? She stood up abruptly and bowed.

"I didn't think of that one bit! I definitely didn't think of Christo-san as someone who seems to be a lighthearted person that you would hang out with women a lot! I didn't expect that if you forcefully hold me down and release your desires with a vulgar smile, I'll be thrown out of the inn at dawn and told, "I'm done with you"."

"Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Eh... ah..."

"No, it's fine. I understand perfectly well. It seems to be mutually consensual, so there's no problem. Then, I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to obey me quietly."

"Eh!? Um, Christo-san? Are you perhaps, angry?"

"Take off your coat and keep your boots on. I'll take off your uniform, so come over here."

"Fuwawa, p-please wait a minute!"

 What is she still struggling at this point?―― He thought, and glanced at Melvina, and she turned serious and appealed.

“I haven’t taken a bath, so I'm afraid I smell a little sweaty."

"Hoh."

“Christo-san is also covered in mud, and if we continue like this, your bed will get dirty.”

"You have a point."

“How about we just meet each other today and do it at a later date? Look, Christo-san must be tired after the duel." 

 Rather, his body, on fire from the battle, desires a woman.

 This woman wants to escape Christo's poisonous fangs somehow, but he has no intention of letting her go.

"I understand."

"You understand!?"

 Christo got up from his bed with a devilish grin.

"Then let's change places."

 × × ×

 Leaving the "Muma's Cradle" with Melvina, they proceeded west along the intricate streets.

 After walking along the cobblestone-paved street for a while, they suddenly came to a brightly lit street.

 The street was filled with the light of torches here and there, and the cheerful melody of a cabaret band was being carried in the wind.

 On the corners of the street, nearly naked women with gaudy makeup were pulling on the sleeves of their clothes to bring in drunken customers.

"U-um, Christo-san?"

 Half a step behind Christo.

 Melvina, in her Academy uniform, was hunched over to hide from the light.

"Walking around the entertainment district at night like this is what delinquents do."

"We're going to have sex now. Isn't it too late to be labeled as a delinquent?"

"S-se... um, Christo-san? No way, are you going to bring me to some back alley and――"

"We're here."

"Eh."

 Christo stopped in front of a bathhouse a short distance away.

 However, it was clearly different from a public bathhouse or sauna facilities, and men were disappearing into it with their noses down their throats as naked women grabbed their arms.

 This is an adult entertainment facility titled "bathhouse facility". It is a common place in the entertainment district.

"Wait, you pervert!"

"Welcome, Sir."

"Yeah. I'd like a private room. I'll need soap, a hand towel, and two baskets to put clothes in.

“Christo-san!?”

 Ignoring Melvina's protests, Christo handed him a gold coin.

 The man at the table changed the color of his eyes.

"This is a service. If you treat us well, we may use your place again."

"Hoho, amazing! ……I'm sorry. If you like, I can put some girls on for you."

"No, it's fine. I have a companion today."

"Our private rooms are designed with the expectation that more than one person may play in them."

"P-play...? What do you mean...?"

"Interesting, but next time. I'd like to have some fun tonight, just the two of us."

"I've got it."

“Also, tell the person in charge not to let too many people near our private room. I want to take good care of this uptight girl today."

"Hoh. Is it the uniform of the Holy Sword Academy? Hohoh. So you're doing this for money? Mufufufu, well, well. Despite her beautiful appearance, she's not bad at all."

"Kuh, this is humiliating..."

 Melvina was trembling.

 It seems that she is angry that she is being treated like a prostitute.

 He thought she was used to it and smiled because she was being treated badly by her older brother, but it seemed like she had a lot of pride.

"This is an addition. Make sure to tell the person in charge carefully."

 He pushed five more silver coins.

 It hurts his conscience to think that he was using the money he had gotten by selling his foster parent to go to an adult facility, so he decided to think of it as part of the 100 gold coins he had gotten from Count Netzel.

"Understood, sir."

"Don't worry, I won't show your skin to anyone but me. I'm a jealous, possessive, and devilish man."

“That’s not the problem! This... this... uu, I want to disappear..."

 Holding Melvina by the shoulders as she slumped down, Christo walked majestically through the bathhouse.

 × × ×

 The inside of the facility was filled with pale hot water smoke.

 As soon as they entered, there is a changing area for men and women on the right.

 Since Christo is the only one allowed to see Melvina's skin, this is a place she will never be allowed to use in the future.

 The owner explained the situation to the person in charge, and Christo and Melvina were escorted to the bathhouse, where they took off only their boots. Melvina was wearing black underwear tights.

"Don't you wear socks that go up to your knees?"

 They walked down a tiled passageway where naked men and working women passed each other.

 On the left side was a large bathroom, and on the right side was a row of private rooms separated by a brown wooden wall, connected like a beehive.

“…? I wear them. I just happened to be in the mood for tights today."

 Exposed to the bizarre gazes of the men and women made Melvina shrink even more as she answered.

"How many pairs of black tights do you own? And what about socks?"

“Three pairs each in white and in black...... Um, why are you asking such a question?"

“I just thought if I ruin those tights of yours, I'll have to order some on our way home. So, if you need more socks, I'll order them for you."

"All the tailors are closed by now."

 When Melvina tilted her head, Christo opened the door to a private room at the far end of the bathhouse and led the way.

"Now, come on in."

 The private room with a spruce wood screen enclosed the bathtub in the center like a hexagonal structure. The lower part of the screen was ankle-deep, and the space between the top and the ceiling was about 50 centimeters wide.

 The partitions were joined to the tile floor by metal to prevent them from collapsing, and even if one leaned on them roughly, they were not likely to be broken. They trust its strength to some extent, since some customers may bring in women to do hardcore play.

"Wow, the hot water is bubbling up. What a luxurious use of water. What are you doing Christo-san?"

"I'm casting magic to prevent prying eyes."

 Christo stood up as he placed the oak branch.

"A-are we, really, doing it? That... um..."

"I prevented peeping, but I didn't block the sound. If you scream too loudly, it might be heard outside, so be careful."

"I won't scream!"

 Christo moved the desk with the perfume oil and soap in the corner and put the basket in place.

“Then I'll undress.”

“……!? Wait, that's~~~~~"

 Without any hesitation, he took off his dirty shirt and threw it into the basket.

 He realized after he threw it in the basket that he might as well wash it at least.

 Next, he unbuckles his belt and takes off his slacks.

 He also took off his underwear and socks, leaving him completely naked.

 Melvina, on the other hand, turned her back to him with bright red ears.

 He observed her back again.

 She was wearing a black blazer and a white miniskirt.

 It's the Holy Sword Academy uniform that emphasizes ease of movement.

 Her healthy white thighs extend out from the skirt, and the hollows behind her knees create a pale shade of blue. They bulged slightly at the calves and were thin and tight at the ankles. There were no birthmarks of any kind, and her hair was smooth. If he took a deep breath, he could smell the girl's freshness filling every corner of his lungs.

 She was wonderful.

 Through her black tights, he thought she was thin but beautifully curvy, and even her skin was fine and beautiful.

 She was a genuine quality woman, the likes of which he had never seen in the northern countryside.

"I can't believe you would get naked so easily!"

 She is saying something to the screen.

 Christo covered himself with hot water to remove the mud from his face and other parts of his body, then closed the distance to Melvina's back.

"I'll take off your blazer."

"I-I'll take it off myself! I'll take it all off!"

"Idiot! That's unforgivable blasphemy!"

"Eh!?"

"No, nothing."

"Um... I'm begging you, please look over there for a while. I'll take off my clothes."

"You're not going to run away when I look away, right?"

 When Christo said so, Melvina raised her golden eyebrows.

"I am still the one who inherits the blood of the [Hero of Light]. I will not run away in front of the enemy. I swear to the spirits of my ancestors."

"Alright. I'll believe you."

 It was fun to peel off women's clothes one by one, but that would have to wait for another time.

 If she erupts and ruins her uniform, she might be in trouble from tomorrow onwards.

 Also, at this stage, the fact that she took off her clothes of her own will is important.

 Actions taken with determination are more likely to be self-justified later.

 The idea is to make Melvina Lou aware that she has voluntarily exposed herself to Christo and accepted his caresses.

 As Christo turned away, he heard her take a deep breath behind him.

 Then a small sound of tapping on the cheek.

 After a few moments, the sound of her blazer and blouse rubbing against each other began to echo.

"Nh... fuu."

 A faint exhale.

 The sound is drowned out by the working woman's voice chatting indifferently outside the room.

 There was a small metallic sound, and he could feel the atmosphere of her bending down and putting her hand on her waist.

 She is in her underwear now.

"I took it off."

 With a brief line, sounds of ribbons being untied were heard.

 Christo turned around to see Melvina standing there in a white camisole and white panties, with her head down. She was clutching the two white ribbons that bound her hair and holding her arms protectively over her chest. Her face was bright red, and her ash blue eyes were staring diagonally down at the tiles.

 Two tufts of tightly bound blonde hair slowly descended to her white shoulders and down to her thin, puffy chest.

 With her hair down, she suddenly looked more mature.

 Christo nodded and moved closer to Melvina.

 Her shoulders shook as he took her right hand and placed it on his abdominal muscles.

"Eh, ah!? W-what are you?"

"I want you to feel my body. How does it feel?"

"It's hard... and rugged."

 Melvina said in a muffled voice.

"Do you want to go down? Or up?"

"If I go down, I'll touch your..."

"Up then."

"Ah……"

 White fingertips trace the chest.

 What on earth was she touching―― she became uneasy, her ash blue eyes glanced at him. And her eyes froze.

 Rather than seeing an incubus body, it was more likely that she had never seen a man naked up close. Her eyes opened wide, and her eyes looked around his abs, chest, and arm muscles.

“…………”

 A drop of water fell from the tip of Christo's wet black hair and landed on the clear line of his collarbone. Melvina stared at it suddenly and swallowed a little saliva.

“――――! D-don't! What did I―― nhh!?"

 He hugged her thin body and took her lips.

 Melvina's lips were hot and less elastic than he had imagined.

 Soft.

 When he split her wet lips and stuck his tongue in, strength was applied to her hand that was on his chest.

 But it seems to have been good that he let herself choose to be held, as she relaxed her hands.

"Nhh, ugh, nh."

"Don't get mad."

"Nhh..."

"Relax your shoulders and open your teeth"

"Nhh, haa... ah―― mhh, mmh."

 The rough snorting like a rampaging horse becomes quiet.

 The tongue is inserted between the opened teeth and intertwines with her mucous membranes along with saliva.

 It tastes sweet, like diluted peach juice, and smells sweet.

 He can smell the unique odor of saliva in it.

 It is a smell peculiar to the woman, Melvina Lou.

"Nhh... mhh, nhh―― fuu, mmh………………"

 As she has gotten the gist of it, the force disappears from her mouth.

 After that, they just held each other and exchanged saliva.

 When he opened his eyes, she had her eyes closed and seemed to be sinking into the feel of the mucous membrane that encased her entire tongue. He produced saliva in his mouth and sent it with the movement of his tongue. The tip of his tongue brushed against the hard palate and dabbed at the somewhat rough, but slick, back of her tongue. The closer he dove to her throat, the more he could smell her own smell in the sweet breath.

"Nhh... haa, haa―― Haa..."

 After a long, long entanglement, she finally took her first breath.

 Melvina looked down as she was rubbing her forehead against Christo's chest and continued to breathe heavily.

 Her white, smooth back was soaked with sweat.

 She was sweating as if she had just orgasmed.

"You're cute, Melvina."

"――!?"

 He held her in his arms with his hands behind her back.

 The white shoulder was close to the muscles of his upper arm, and the hollow of her spine was touching his forearm. When he traced the border between her hips and waist with the palm of his hand, his fingertips touch the fabric of the panties she is wearing. The sweet smell wafts up his nose as he brushed his cheek against her golden hair. It's not unpleasant. It's the smell of healthy girl sweat.

"As expected of my future wife."

"P-please don't use those words lightly."

"I'm serious."

 When he said that with a serious face, Melvina showed a confused expression.

"Really, are you serious?"

"Yeah."

 He pulled the camisole Melvina was wearing. She gasped for breath, but there was no resistance, so he tugged at the fabric. ――The white fabric was stretched so that he could peek at the pale, undeveloped bulge from above. The bulge was just enough to be completely covered by his hand. But it was definitely bulging. In the center of the white porcelain-like skin, at the top of the bulge, there was a light pink nipple, maybe three centimeters in diameter. The lighter the pigmentation of the skin, the lighter the pigmentation of the nipple. The areola was puffy, with a small nipple erect at the top. If those nipples were to tell how aroused she was, then this girl had been aroused just by the kiss he had just given to her.

 He kneels before her as if he were a knight in the service of a princess of a kingdom.

 His gaze fell once again on her covered bosom, her stomach, with its vaguely showing abdominal muscles, and her well-trained, surprisingly fleshy waist.

 He grabbed her plump ass with both hands and pulled her toward him.

"Ah!"

 Christo rubbed his nose against her crotch and slowly inhaled her smell through the cloth.