Questioning One's Intentions
"You did a good job just now. It's a hundred years too early for you to resist me, even though you're a cock slave."
"Ooohh"
Laira rides on top of Christo, who is lying on his back.
She took off her skirt and boots and stripped naked, and with a pleased look on her usually emotionless face, she took out a rope. With it, she binds his arms.
"Aha, you really did what you wanted. It's really the worst. Instead of cleaning up in the bath, I am dirty with your stinky semen."
[Look], Laira opens her knees.
Her pubic hair has been trimmed and her vagina is stained with a gel-like white fluid that has been excreted in large quantities. When he sees this and his penis is getting erect again, Laira, who has finished tying up his arms, flicked his forehead.
"Are you listening?"
"Sorry, I was thinking of something else"
"Something else, are you talking about fiancé-chan?"
"No."
He immediately denied it, but Laira didn't seem to believe him.
She pulls up her thick black hair tied in her side and brings her neat face closer to his face. Her dark eyebrows, sharp eyes, straight nose, and thin lips. But she has a cute impression because of her round face.
It was a face that had helped him a lot when he was in the monastery.
"You're beautiful even with your makeup off."
"A praise? Do you think you'll be forgiven for that?"
"It's an honest impression."
"Is that so, you're a really a cheeky man. You seem to have forgotten which one of us is the master. Let me remind you."
"O-oi. What are you going to do? Let me tell you, I don't really like being played by a woman on top. Sometimes my body wants to play like that, but my heart is always sadistic, nhh..."
His lips are blocked.
Laira's black eyes fill his vision and her breathing hits his cheek.
A small tongue penetrated his mouth, and sweet and slightly smelly saliva was poured.
"Nhh, nbuh"
"Don't act violently."
Laira whispered low and took his lips again.
He could feel the juices rushing out of his balls as his penis was crushed by the soft, smooth flesh of her belly.
"Noohhh, ngohh!"
"...Npah... Aha, I'm just kissing you, and you're dripping with juices."
Laira raises her upper body.
From below, Laira's twin hills looked quite voluptuous.
Of course, this is an optical illusion, and her actual breasts are only one step short of big breasts.
The only difference between the top and the bottom is due to the fact that she is thin, and objectively speaking, the volume itself is the same as or slightly inferior to that of an average noble daughter in the royal capital.
However――.
"Well, let's see. Now, I have a question for you, Handsome-kun. How do you think I'm going to bully you now?"
Laira smiled as she rubs her breasts with fresh-smelling soap, creating lots of white foam. When her breasts are half covered with bubbles, she loosens the ribbon tied around her side tails, perhaps thinking it was in the way.
Her lustrous black hair fell down her back, some hanging in front of her, over her bubbly breasts.
Her hair was close to her nipples and along the fullness of her breasts, giving a vivid impression of the three-dimensionality of her breasts.
"Don't do it. I know you have breasts enough to titty fuck, so don't defile my pride any further. For God's sake, give me some dignity."
"There is no dignity in being a cock slave."
"You. From a while ago, you're calling me cock slave. I have a splendid name, Christopher. You usually call me [Handsome-kun] in a mocking way, oguooohh!?”
"Aren’t you overreacting just by pinching your nipples? Well, well. It's getting a little foamy. Let's go scrub them."
Laira licked her thin lips and shifted her position.
Laira leaned down like a cat stretched out and grinned when she saw the erect and twitching penis.
A breath blows and the hips bounce.
"Ofuu"
"Ahaha, gross!"
It was now a complete insult.
Laira impatiently brings her breasts to the penis which were dripping with bubbles.
Fair-skinned.
The areola at the top of the breast is small.
The nipples are also small enough to be buried in the areola.
However, the way the milk sacs are attracted by gravity, swayed slowly from side to side with each breath Laira took, was quite a sight to behold, partly because of the flickering memories of his childhood.
Laira's white hand grips the penis.
"Nhooh!? S-stop――"
"You didn't wait when I said [wait] earlier, right? Then I won't wait either."
"Ufuu!"
Rub*――――.
The erection is swallowed up by the milk bag that has become slimy with soap bubbles.
The smooth white skin wraps around the penis in all directions, and only the tip pops out from the top of the breasts. Laira wrapped her arms around her own breasts. The penis, which was buried between her breasts, felt the pressure of the breasts like when it was inserted into a loose vagina.
Tolerable.
It's still okay――.
Just as he was thinking that, Laira's upper body began to move back and forth.
Rub*, rub*, rub*, rub*, rub*――――.
"Uooohh"
The penis is rubbed up like a handjob with the whole milk bag.
Laira's breasts, which have become smooth with soap bubbles, adhere to the penis, to the glans, and gently remove the dirt.
"Nhh, fuu, fuu, fufu, ahaha"
And Laira's breathing is luscious.
She licks her lips and stares at him like a predator that has found its prey.
"Ah, ahi, uu... damn it, me, like this, aahhh"
"I knew it! It's a mess! It's gross! Your gasping voice is dirty!"
"Kuh, uu... ooohh"
"Aha! It's amazingly gross! Hey, do you know what kind of face you have right now? It's so pathetic! Your face is bright red and you're trembling. Does it feel that good?"
Rub*, rub*, rub*, rub*, rub*――――.
"Ooh, ah, s-stop, it, aaahh"
Dignity destroyed.
When he was still in his teens, he remembers being gently comforted by the woman in front of him, and then being raped to a pulp. From heaven to hell. This woman played with him.
When he thought that there was no way he would be made to climax with a titty fuck, it was a course of ejaculation until the morning.
"Ara-ra, are you about to cum already?"
"Fuu, guuhhh"
"Oh, not bad. You're doing a good job of holding it in. Good boy."
"You, bastard...! Underestimating me, hoooohhh!?"
The tip that was protruding from the top of the breasts was stroked.
His hips went wild with so much pleasure that he had an outburst of pre-cum.
With his thing restrained in her breasts, Laira relentlessly bullies his tip.
"Uu, kuuuhh, damn, it, aahhh"
"Uwa, that's really amazing. In the past, you used to cum in an instant, but you've gotten stronger with experience. You've been fighting orgasm for 30 seconds now."
"Uu, for a titty fuck! I will never lose!"
"Yep, yep. I'm going to get serious now. You're going to ejaculate shamelessly."
Laira's weight rests on her breasts.
A tremendous pressure felt on his penis.
At the same time, the palm of her hand on the tip was replaced by a fingertip, which tickled and teased the neck of the penis.
"Aahhh"
"Nhh... not good. The rubbing on my nipples made me feel good too."
Laira pinched the neck with her index and middle fingers, rubbing her palm around the tip while bullying his sensitive parts.
His hips bounced and his seed juices almost shot up his urethra.
"Come on, come on, you small fry cock, ejaculate!"
"Aahhh"
"I won't forgive you if you shoot it in my face."
It's impossible from an angle like this―― the limit has come before he can say that.
"Fuoooohhh!"
Spurt*, Spuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*, spurt*, spurt*, spurt*!
Spurt*, Spuuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuuuuuurt*! Spuuuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*, spuuuuuuuurt*! Spuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuurt*, spurt*, spurt*! Spuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuurt*! Spuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuuuuuuurt*!
"Kyaa!?"
A non-human-like gushing fountain.
An unprecedentedly active volcanic eruption took place that even Laira had not anticipated.
It was a super large-scale ejaculation that was stronger than intravaginal ejaculation earlier due to the continuous weak stimulation of titty fucking.
"Kuh... uu... fuu... the accumulated semen... ooh!"
"N-not good... Handsome-kun, you still managed to ejaculate so much."
Laira was sitting with her buttocks, her head covered with semen that erupted vigorously.
The black-haired beauty's body trembles as she is bathed in an aphrodisiac liquid.
"Disgusting. Lowest."
Laira scooped the liquid on her cheek with her finger and took it into her mouth without hesitation.
And she shook her white shoulders and had a small orgasm.
"Really disgusting"
"Kuh, guh."
"But it might be the best cock slave after all."
When Laira says so, she gently collapses while covering her ears with black hair.
A gentle kiss fell on his cheek at the end.
× × ×
After that, he and Laira finally got to wash their body.
They quickly washed each other's lewd fluids off in the water, with both of them bound by a mutual prohibition against erotic things.
However, Christo, who saw Laira spreading her secret hole with her fingers and excreting gel-like semen outside her body, became a beast again and ended up fucking her in the bathtub.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah."
She puts her hand on the edge of the bathtub, which she made with alchemy, and his penis slides in and out of Laira, whose white ass is sticking out. Each time he swung his hips, a loud [thump*, thump*] sound would be heard, and her small buttocks would ripple with fatty flesh.
Christo cupped Laira's breasts from behind and buried his nose in her nice-smelling black hair, devouring the scent.
"Ahn, ah, han-, ah, kuh, Christopher"
"Fuu, fuu."
"I'm going to work for the guild soon."
"Ouooohh, ooohh"
Thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*――!
"Ah, hii, nahh, haa, wait, are you listening?"
"I can't hear you."
"I know you can hear me, you idiot."
"S*x is the best!"
"Not good. You're seriously a beast. Nhh...... wait."
Laira's shoulders shuddered as the penis thrust up the backside of her clitoris.
Love juice dripped down from between her thighs, which were shoulder-width apart.
"Am I, also a beast?"
"Ooohh!"
Thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*, thump*――!
"Nhh... ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah"
Twitch*――.
Laira clenched her teeth with her eyes debauched.
Thump*!
"Nhh...! ……, ......, ah............ ah......"
"Ooohh, it's coming out!"
Spuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*, spurt*!
Spuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuurt*, spuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*, spuuurt*!
"...Nhh... haa..."
Laira accepts a large amount of seed juice into her vagina and shudders with her face down.
Dominated by animal lust, Christo licks and sucks her armpits, then licks her ears, and finally steals her lips.
"Nhh... are you done?"
"Yeah"
"Is that so. That's good."
Laira says so while breathing with her shoulder moving up and down.
She sank her body into the hot water with force.
"I'm gonna die...... my body is tired dead."
"I don't have any strength"
"I think anyone would be exhausted if they had s*x for almost half a day without sleep. I'm afraid I'm going to doze off during my shift today."
"My semen has a stamina-boosting effect, so I'm sure you'll be hard as nails until it wears off."
"Come to think of it, I strangely felt better after I had s*x with you. My skin also becomes smooth and shiny."
It is a characteristic of the bodily fluids secreted by the incubus.
There is even a history of large numbers of devils being hunted for this.
Laira's lifespan may have been extended by several decades, not metaphorically.
"…………"
(The oracle with honey-colored hair is... still stopped. All right, all right. Let's resume summoning. Since it would be a problem to have it come from the road to the castle, I will have it go through the underground and wait under the cliff behind the castle.)
Christo also submerged himself in the hot water, sharing the sensation with the Oracle and operating the controls, when suddenly Laira, who had her hair pulled back, put her head on his shoulder.
"What's up with the sudden silence?"
"No, it's nothing……"
"Could it be that you lost your confidence because I said something cruel to you?"
"I don't think... that's true."
"Ahaha. That was just a joke! Don't worry about it so much."
Laira hugs him tightly.
She kisses him on the cheek many times.
"Confidence, I'll give you plenty of it, shall I?"
"You have a job guarding the castle, don't you? You're going to be late."
"Is that so? Too bad. Well then, next time."
"Hey. Are you going to fuck me again?"
"You don't want to?"
"――――"
When Christo was at a loss for an answer, Laira laughed, [Ahaha].
"I have no intention of becoming a thieving cat. But if you're not busy, I thought I'd give you a taste of what I've got without being noticed. That's about it."
"It doesn’t change that you are recommending an affair. But this time it is not your fault alone. I am rather responsible for the fact that I turned into a wild beast. I must make the most of this mistake and be careful not to cause Melvina any grief."
"I don't know what you're talking about, but it's not an affair if we don't get caught."
"You are still crazy after all......"
However, as long as Christo doesn't make Melvina sad, he wants to actively engage in s*xual activity with women, so a clean relationship with Laira was convenient.
"Shall we go up soon?"
"I guess so. But is it already before noon?"
"I'm hungry because I haven't eaten breakfast. I think I'll get something from the castle cafeteria."
"If you tell Melvina, maybe she'll give you something."
"You are a devil of a man, Handsome-kun, to make that statement so casually. If there's nothing else, I'll just stick to the portable rations I have on hand."
After warming up sufficiently, they got out of the bath.
After that, they changed into clothes that had been washed in advance, and returned the improvised bathroom to a vacant lot.
When Christo and Laira went up to the riverbank, they saw figures scurrying around the camp of the [Band of the Great Hawk of Salvation] in the wilderness area.
[Sounds like a lot of work] he muttered to himself, thinking it was not his problem, and they began to walk slowly and leisurely toward the castle.
× × ×
He parted with Laira and returned to the castle.
In the square in front of the castle, there were about 20 people hanging out in addition to Blaise and the others, all of whom looked like ruffians that he had never seen before. Blaise is discussing something with the ruffians.
One of the administrators notices Christo and turns to look at him.
He had a desperate look on his face and seemed to be appealing to him, [Come here, please], but he ignored him, thinking it was probably just his imagination since he wasn't begging him aloud for help.
For the time being, he just bows and enters the castle through the back door―― the kitchen.
When he entered the kitchen, he found Melvina alone in the kitchen, preparing the fish.
"I'm back, Melvina."
"Christo-san!? Welcome back! You're back late! I was worried that something happened."
Melvina puts down the large knife for dismantling and rushes over to Christo. She was dressed in a plain, dead-leaf-colored dress and a white apron. Her golden hair was tied up in a braid with a peach-colored ribbon that hung down in front of her chest.
"I’m sorry. Just a little...... I got caught up in an incident."
"I knew something happened. The village is getting noisy. In the morning, the members of the [Band of the Great Hawk of Salvation] came, and now A-class and B-class adventurers from the adventurer's guild, are coming together."
"The barbaric-looking people in front of the castle were adventurers?"
They had small weapons that could be wielded in confined spaces such as caves and forests, and they had cylinders of some sort of liquid hanging from their waist or chest holders.
He wondered if they were some kind of night burglars because what they were wearing was so ragged and dirty, but it seemed like the kind of equipment that would make sense if one told him they were adventurers.
(Even A-class and B-class equipped like that?)
Basically, humans cannot compete with monsters and demon races unless they can use the holy arts.
And only those who are of noble blood can use the holy arts.
Others have to use potions, traps, magic, and powerful weapons to cover their needs, but of course, the cost performance is the worst.
It seems that it is not possible to wrap yourself in glittering equipment like the [Band of the Great Hawk of Salvation] where you have to strictly control expenses and rewards to continue your work. It's a tough world.
"It seems that the adventurers came all the way from the Baltic city."
"Did Blaise summon them?"
"I don't know...... but I'm sure that the executive branch will make a contract with them after this, regardless of whether they have been summoned or not, since they will be scolded by Frontier Count Netzel if they don't produce results."
"Is it a contract to hunt monsters?"
"Is there anything else?"
Does that mean that those men will now step into the northern forest and fight the god of the swamp's oracle and Eltharion?
Once again, Christo thought that being an adventurer was a tough job.
"What do you mean by the incident in which you were involved, Christo-san?"
"No one should know about this. Can you promise me that?"
"Of course, I won't tell anyone."
Even if he didn't want to tell anyone, there was a danger that Melvina would be tricked into talking.
However, he thought it would be too cruel to say [I won't tell you] here, so he decided to shorten the story of what happened in the forest.
The parts he cut short were the part about the [Primordial Elixir], the part about s*x with Laira, and the part about participating in the orgy.
Christo proceeded under the guise that he had kept his promise to Melvina and zipped up his penis mouth.
"Who is this Eltharion person and these robed women?"
"I don't know other than that they are servants of the god of the swamp. I don't want to probe any further than I have to. They will most likely not return to the former Soderholm territory after our stay here is over, and that's none of our business."
"As expected, that's heartless...?"
Melvina frowned.
"The chief of the pioneer village will have to sacrifice three babies and drive away the [Band of the Great Hawk of Salvation] in order to make peace with the god of the swamp, you know?"
She set the table with a ready-made meal and said to Christo, [Please, have a seat].
"Thank you. I was hungry."
"Besides, killing an adventurer is also not something that can be ignored. The adventurer who hunted monsters did not just hunt monsters that threatened villages. It is a pity that he will be framed and killed by the villagers."
"I agree. But that's the choice of the village chief. It's not something we outsiders can say."
"I think we should release Ixel's memoirs to Blaise and to the church. And also about the demon known as Eltharion. This morning, Siegfried and his men from the [Band of the Great Hawk of Salvation] were here, and they were very upset that their men had not returned. If things continue as they are, they will be lured into the forest and exterminated, just like [Holy Milk]. And the adventurers in front of the castle."
"Fumu... many people will die, though."
"Many have already died. If not to help solve the situation, it would be better to give them Ixel's memoirs and tell them what Christo-san experienced in the forest."
To be honest, it doesn't matter how many people who have little relationship with Christo are sacrificed.
He has no desire to lend a hand to these fools who are destroying their village by their own choice.
"The village chief said that Ixel’s notes would be disposed of."
"I believe that the people of the pioneer village are in a situation where they are unable to make appropriate choices because they just don't have enough information about the outside world. I think you are right to respect their choices, but if we leave them as they are, we are almost leaving them to die."
"Hmm, maybe... Melvina, you always give me new perspectives. I appreciate and respect your golden heart."
"No, but if we don't move quickly, it will be too late for everything."
"The village chief should be discussing with the villagers and the representatives of the surrounding small settlements by now. Their conclusions may have changed as a result of the unreasonable demands they have been forced to make."
"Eh, are you still respecting the village chief’s will at this stage?"
"That's right."
Christo nodded without hesitation.
What Melvina says is reasonable, but it is arrogant to proceed with things when the village chief clearly refuses. Carrying out original intention. Christo was determined to take an absolutely fair stance on the self-government of the villagers.
"If you think they are doing something foolish, you should persuade the village chief."
"Okay. I'll do it."
"And as for the adventurers' raid, I'll tell Blaise to stay out of it. Along with telling them about my experience in the forest."
× × ×
He told Blaise and the adventurers outside the castle about last night's events.
Anyhow, if one of them bribed Laira or one of the villagers, it would have become clear.
There was no point in holding back information about Eltharion and the others.
However, telling them what had happened last night had the opposite effect as a result.
The holy art was nullified by the forest monsters.
On the contrary, the monsters used holy arts――.
No one with common sense would believe such a story.
In particular, the adventurers who line up in front of the castle, who regularly throw themselves into battle with monsters, look at him with the eyes of [What is this 20-something brat saying?].
Some of the calm-looking adventurers asked for more details, but in the end, they concluded that they had either misjudged the situation or that the blue ashes had not been sufficiently sprinkled, and that this was the only reason for the dissipation of the holy art.
Holy art uses a blue scale-like substance released from the holy tree to perform miracles.
If the amount of blue scales of the holy tree―― [Blue Ash] is too small, it will fail.
Since the incident in the forest is thought to have been similar to that, if they told the church that if they brought the [Blue Ashes] to the battlefield, the holy art would work.
Christo didn't think it was a mistake, but he agreed with the conclusion that if you put the [Blue Ash] in a sandbag and brought it into the forest, there was no way that the holy art would be disabled.
He gave some advice. He does not recommend entering the forest, but if they do, they have to be careful and do so at their own risk.
"Thank you for your hard work. But they didn't seem to believe what Christo-san said..."
Melvina, who was waiting near the bulletin board, walked over.
"It can't be helped. Even if a young man in his twenties talks crazy things, it's impossible to suddenly accept it."
"Hmm..."
"I've given them the necessary information, so from here on it's their responsibility. We're not their parents, so there's no need to get involved."
"That's right."
"They are seasoned adventurers. They know how to hunt better than us. They should be fine."
"I hope so."
After that, they hurried to the pioneer village.
When Christo and Melvina came near the village, the village was in an uproar.
It was as if the situation of the [Band of the Great Hawk of Salvation] in the wilderness had been contagious, but the village chief was at home, and when they asked to speak with him, he let us in.
"It seems that there is some dispute in the village."
It would have been nice to ask, but Christo was told not to get involved by the village chief, so he leaned against the wall of the house and watched Melvina try to persuade him.
As expected, the village chief seemed to be going along with the god of the swamp's demands.
Please don't do anything unnecessary, I have a lot of memories left in this place, the only foundation for my life is here, and if the god of the swamp is gone, I will have to leave here and become a group of vagrants―― and so on, Melvina was also at a loss for words.
(Unlike the adventurers, the village chief did not make light of Melvina's appearance.)
Although he reassessed her a little, as long as the village's conclusion remained unchanged, Christo had no intention of doing anything about it.
While comforting Melvina who failed to persuade him, Christo left the village chief's house.
"What should we do? At this rate, this village will end up dealing with the tyranny of the god of the swamp for eternity."
"I don't think it will be eternity, but it might last for a hundred or two hundred years. But with the way he said it, I don't think we can say anything."
"Couldn't say anything..."
"The worst that could happen would be if we reported to the church and they turned completely against the god of the swamp, and also if the church and the country's army withdrew without a fight. In that case, the village chief and others would simply be deprived of their livelihood. The villagers here will lament that this is a much more tyrannical choice than the god of the swamp."
"Uu... right. That's right. It's difficult."
"I think it's good to worry."
When Christo said so and patted Melvina on the shoulder, he heard a voice calling Christo's name from somewhere behind the passage of the village.
They looked and saw two pairs of people standing in the shade of a triangular-roofed house: his childhood friend Ulrika, Pontus, and what appeared to be a young man and woman.
One of the couples is holding a baby.
"――――"
"――――"
Christo and Melvina looked at each other and walked up to them.
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