A tranquil green meadow, a refreshing breeze, atop a small hill’s grassy bed.
While I continued the intense kiss with Aireina, feeling delightfully lightheaded, I ravaged Christy with just my lower half.
”Ngh, nghu… ha, Smayson… Lord…”
Even after being pulled and kissed forcefully, Aireina slowly relaxed her grip, kneeling to press herself against me, sucking eagerly.
”Th-That’s… Aireina…!?”
And while I was dumbfounded by Aireina’s “womanly expression,” Christy writhed in agony at my brash thrusts—my saliva barely touching her.
”Hah… ah…”
Aireina tilted her head repeatedly, eagerly responding to the languid movements of my tongue.
The warm embrace of her vagina around my cock, the ticklish sensation of her thin tongue—both felt incredibly pleasurable.
”…I should have told you sooner, Christy… As you can see, I’ve given Smayson Lord… well, my body is entirely yours. It wouldn’t be strange if I were already carrying a child."
"Eh, ehh…!? No way… A-Are you still… so small?”
“Mmm… S-Small? It’s not that I’m small, just that my growth stopped a little early… If a human lives for 150 years, they’d have great-grandchildren by now!"
"A, as in, yeah, but… Ahhnnn!”
Christy was getting all flustered and noisy, so I intensified the rocking of my hips—previously just a gentle sway—and forcefully plunged deep into her.
I thrust roughly, almost poking her cervix with the tip of my cock, while using my tentacle-mouth to demand Aireina continue kissing me.
Aireina still tried to say something to Christy but prioritized kissing me, twining our tongues before again pressing her point.
”Th-That’s why… Y-You don’t need to open yourself up like that…"
"N-No, but your body is still… Kuh… Besides, what would happen if the Clan Chief himself defiled his own blood… Kuh, ahfu…!!”
“That’s something you’d have trouble with too… Mmm, churp… Mmmu."
"W-Well, I’m just a figurehead… And I’ve had my share of experience…”
“You two are both noisy.”
I intensified the assault on the two who wouldn’t be silenced. Specifically, I reached around and shoved my middle fingers into both their buttholes.
”Hauaah!"
"A, wh—!?”
I realized as soon as I slipped my hand inside Aireina’s panties. The little minx was already soaked.
She seemed to be enjoying it much more than Christy, who was still trying to concentrate despite the intrusion.
…Yeah.
Well, there’s no need to hesitate. I’ll just do what feels good to me.
“Aireina."
"Fah…?”
Watching Aireina melt under the kiss and butthole assault, I forcefully pulled my cock from Christy’s vagina.
”Ahuun…!?”
Then, I pulled Aireina close, pulling down her panties as needed.
”…S-Smayson Lord…♪”
“You look like the more lewd one here."
"…Might be, just might be…♪”
Leaving Kristy behind, I thrust into Irene’s snatch from between her cheeks.
”Faaah…♪”
I pulled Irene close and began pounding into her while standing.
”Ahh…!”
Kristy watched in shock.
Her focus was torn between Irene’s youthful appearance and how easily she was being taken, or perhaps the fact that Irene didn’t seem distressed or repulsed—instead, she wore a look of pure, eager pleasure.
Well, whatever. It felt good.
”Irene… your cunt really is wickedly tight… so damn good…"
"It’s… it’s your fault… yours…♪"
"I don’t think I want to leave this spot ever again… I get why elves do what they do…"
"Eh? Elves? You’re the only one who knows what’s inside me, you know…♪"
"…Oh, right. That’s how it is.”
Something felt a little mixed up in my head, but whatever. It felt good.
I pinned Irene against me and began thrusting wildly, holding her tight.
In the refreshing breeze, the beautiful scenery, the warm sunlight, and Kristy’s gaze…
I pressed my cockhead hard against Irene’s cervix and came.
”Ugh—haaaaaaah…♪”
I released a particularly ecstatic cry, and Irene collapsed in bliss.
I unloaded another load of cum into that vagina, which seemed to suck me in like some otherworldly creature.
“Hey, Irene."
"…♪”
I sighed at Irene’s slightly drunken state.
And then—
“Um… are you… not satisfied?”
Kristy asked, lightly clutching her exposed breasts.
I looked at Kristy and nodded with a fuzzy head.
”I-if so, then try me again…"
"…Ah.”
Kristy lowered the arm that had been covering her chest, looking shy but with a hint of hopeful anticipation in her smile.
”You do look pretty lewd yourself right now."
"L-lewd… well, whatever…”
I pounced on Kristy again, who seemed eager this time. The vagina that hadn’t been wet at all before was now thoroughly slick.
“Uh, be gentle… Aaah!?”
Before she could say anything, I grabbed Christy’s waist and thrust into her from behind in one go.
Just moments ago, entering her was like navigating a treacherous cave—now, it slid in smoothly all the way to the depths.
“T-this is…”
“Her insides are slick with my and Aireena’s fluids.”
“Aah…”
Christy’s shoulders trembled with pleasure.
”…Show me your body better.”
On a whim, I grabbed her clothes and yanked them off. When they wouldn’t come loose, I just ripped them apart.
“Ah, wh—!?”
She’s got a good body. Not quite Sharon-level, but she’s got the right curves where it counts.
Her breasts are more maternal compared to Aireena’s, but still decent-sized—bigger than Aurora’s, at least.
The sight of her beautiful, supple naked form laid bare under the sun… it vaguely excited me.
“A body I want to fuck until she’s drenched in sweat.”
“N-no way… Haaah… Aaah…!!”
I started thrusting.
…………
After a while, I suddenly questioned what I was doing.
The refreshing breeze, the warm sunlight, the scent of flowers—so far, so good.
But right before me is Christy, naked and exhausted after two forceful ejaculations, passively letting me ravage her. Her torn clothes are scattered around us.
And Aireena’s sprawled out half-naked, still coming down from what I just did to her.
The abandoned lunch and tea…
”…Huh?”
My blood ran cold.
Wait a minute—that’s way too messed up.
“U-uh… What the hell have I done…?!”
I frantically pulled out of Christy with a wet pop.
A mixture of frothy semen and her juices oozed out of her.
“Sm—Smason… Saaan… Ah, the tea’s already working… ♪”
Christy said in a dazed voice.
“The tea’s effect…!?”
“You’re, well, more of a victim here… Don’t worry about it.”
Aireena leaned over and latched onto my half-hard cock.
Whether it was the tea’s effect or Aireena’s skill, my dick soon reached its peak.
I shot my load into Aireena’s mouth.
“…nggh…nn, ngk…”
Irina was desperately trying to swallow it. Even if she wanted to throw up.
“I am most apologetic. There is a wild herb called Kanetsuki Grass, native to the Northern Forest, and I used it as a slight flavoring for tea… but it has hallucinogenic properties to which the Human race has little resistance. Forgive me, I knew of it in theory, but the Sakura Clan rarely serves tea to Humans, so I neglected to check…”
Her clothes were now little more than rags, so she apologized to the naked Kristi with a look of deep regret.
“…N-no, that’s… well, you could say we’re both at fault, and this is clearly worse than rape… Besides, Irina, you could’ve just ‘fixed’ it with your ‘Poison Serpent Eyes,’ right?”
“…Hmm. Now that you mention it… Well, I could have simply kept violating you instead.”
“That’s not okay!?”
For now, Kristi offered a full apology.
“I am truly sorry, and while ‘please forgive me’ is one thing, please do—I’ll do anything, so don’t even think about turning me into some kind of… porca or whatever.”
“No, well, the sex itself isn’t really that big of a deal, you know? I was a bit caught up in it myself after so long, so we’re agreed on that front…”
“…Ah, um… okay then…”
Was this alright? Even if it erased the rape, stripping the clan representative bare and doing that to her outside was still pretty damn risky.
“Well, since Kristi says it’s fine, you should just let it go.”
“…I don’t know about that. Suddenly ripping someone’s clothes off and having an ao-kann is pretty out there…”
“U-um… Certainly, I am a little sad that my clothes were torn… but please, just be careful with that, okay?”
That’s all the problem was?
“Outdoor lovemaking isn’t such a taboo for Elves… well, assuming no one’s watching, of course.”
Elves are amazing. I’d love to see that.
“…Even so, Smayson-san’s intensely passionate lovemaking was quite stimulating…♪ I can understand why Sky-Blue Princess and Irina would get so carried away.”
Kristi wasn’t just fine with being violated—she was smiling as she said this.
This woman is amazing too.
“Kristi has been married twice before, you see. Well… you should think of her that way.”
“H-ha? Twice?”
“With her skills and such a lovely personality, there’s no way someone wouldn’t want to marry her after 400 years. …Well, Elves in general—especially the Sakura Clan—are often quite proud. Kristi was too accomplished and too generous for them to handle, so they broke up with her every few years.”
“Hey-hey! Don’t go gossiping about other people!”
“Kukuku. You took advantage of my climax to invite me again when you didn’t even need to. This is payback.”
“Smayson-san seemed dissatisfied, so it’s fine, right?”
They were playfully bickering, but how was he supposed to get Kristi home? A real conundrum.
“Please come visit anytime♪”
With those incredibly generous words, they eventually parted ways from the Sakura Clan Village after Irina handed her a cloak.
“Ah, she’s a busy woman, so don’t take that literally and start visiting all the time.”
“More importantly, I can’t even enter the forest without you…”
“Hmm. That will do.”
Irina nodded with an air of superiority.
Next…?
“Orange, how about that? It’s an interesting clan village full of skilled warriors.”
“Seriously, Gorlks, taking me to your place after I just filled you up with my seed is making me want to kill you, Lady Airena.”
“Hehehehe!”
I definitely poured it in, but why is Airena gloating like this?
In the end, we arrived at the Red Clan Village. I’ve stayed there before and been lavishly entertained during consecutive feasts, and it’s a familiar place for me after Silver, as a relay point. “So, what’s Red Village famous for…?”
“Their food is good.”
I just finished eating that top-notch unicorn ham from the Cherry Clan, so saying that here feels a bit much, but at least the food in Red Village is closer to Trott’s cuisine than Silver’s, which uses that mysterious fruit in everything (and while it’s delicious, it gets boring because everything tastes sweet and sour). Even though they’re both outer rim clans, there must be a difference between the reformist faction that actively adopts outside cultures and the conservative one.
“Still, going to ask for food before the sun even sets after that sandwich is a bit much, isn’t it?”
“Yeah.”
I’m not even hungry yet. “Then shall we pay a visit to Red’s new clan leader to check in?”
“The new clan leader… wasn’t Dier still in charge?”
“That’s right.”
I think I saw him once when we got a monster territory exploration request, but honestly, I didn’t even remember his face. Feliros attacked him immediately. “Let’s try to remember him… Speaking of which, I don’t know Silver’s new clan leader either.”
“Well, you’ll meet them eventually if you’re going in and out of the forest with Polka.” “Yeah.”
The two of us head towards the former Dier residence.
“It’s not our first meeting, but it is the first time we’re properly fostering a relationship, so please treat me well. I am Mark, the clan leader of Red.”
A slightly shorter elf youth is the new clan leader of Red. He’s probably about five centimeters shorter than me. Elf men are usually tall, so that’s a bit unusual. But he uses honorifics so sloppily it’s making my stomach churn.
“Y-yes, I’m Andy Smisson, the decan.” “I’ll take a little stroll through your territory. He doesn’t know the forest well, you see.” “O-okay. B-but Airena… or should I just call you by your first name now that I’m clan leader? Did you like the wooden statue I sent over the other day?” “Before you start dropping honorifics, learn how to speak properly, you idiot.”
Airena retorted with a frown. Good, so it was weird even for elves. “B-but I only know Elvish!” “How can a clan leader not be able to speak the language of the outside world? Even children in Silver speak Trott’s tongue, what will become of Red’s leader if this is how he is? And I don’t know what that statue was so I gave it to Gorlks.” “U-uuwaaaah!”
I understand he’s not good at academics, but isn’t Mark a little too weak?
We get permission from Mark (with Airena being somewhat forceful) to use the unicorn and walk towards the ranch.
“That man, Mark, is only a few years older than you."
"Huh?!”
I was so easily startled that I assumed he was younger than me.
”He’s been hitting on me since way back."
"…So, that ‘some kind of statue’ he gave you?"
"It was probably a horse or something, but it looked like a Lumberjack Grizzly at the end, and like a Rock Golem when it was dying."
"…He’s clumsy."
"Golcus named it something like ‘The Roar of a Holy Beast Rising from the Brink of Death’ or whatever."
"…That death-brink holy beast Golcus saw was just meat slime, right?”
Irina’s point—that it was all pretty vague—seemed spot on.
”Seriously, is it okay to have such a bumbling guy with weird speech as the clan leader, Red?"
"Even so, he’s said to be nearly as brave as Diel. And that he can take down a Rock Golem with just a sword.”
Around me, they don’t seem that scared of him, but a Rock Golem is the kind of monster that requires ten regular foot soldiers to defeat.
So, Mark-kun is apparently almost an ace knight despite being small. Well, Anzeros is small too.
”Besides, he has more ambition than anyone else to strengthen the clan. That’s probably why Diel chose him. Even if he’s clumsy or whatever, the others can cover for him. Right now, ambition is what matters most."
"So you actually respect him somewhat?"
"Only somewhat. His advances are still creepy as hell."
"…He does all sorts of things to me without batting an eye."
"H-Hey! It’s not like that… and, well, we’re compatible… and sometimes you’re reliable!”
Irina said, her face turning red as she fidgeted. So cute.
I almost hugged her right there. But after the disaster with the Sakura Clan, I cautiously scanned my surroundings…
…Wait. Several faces are peeking out from the shadows of nearby trees.
”…………”
From behind a tree: black pointed ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, the brim of an old hat.
It felt like something out of a fairy tale.
”Um—"
"?!”
As I hesitated in a cold voice about what to say next, Irina turned around too. Probably wearing the same expression as me.
”…What are you all doing?"
"Diaane, Lila, Aurora. And Neia.”
The four symbols twitched slightly.
Then, they came out timidly.
”…Irina. I heard you were guiding Andy around."
"That’s not all, is it?”
Dyane looked awkward, trying to maintain her dignity as Aurora asked with a bright smile that couldn’t hide her suspicion.
“U… well, I may not know what you’re talking about, but I’m sure Lord Smisson wouldn’t allow anything to hinder him, would he?”
”…………”
”…………”
Dyane and Aurora fell silent, their faces strange. Ah, something’s definitely being conveyed with that much intensity. Something’s there.
“Ho ho ho. Now then, what you were doing is none of my business. But where were you trying to go? My wings are faster than any horse, you know?”
“N-no, I just came here, so I thought I’d visit one of the Holy Beasts.”
“Hoho. I see, I see.”
Lyla nodded. Neya, standing beside her with a forced smile, chimed in.
“Um, Lyla? I’ve been wondering for a while now—how do wings and flying even work…? Unless this is about Myia’s story again…”
“Good, good. It’ll cut into my share a bit, but it’s fine to splurge once in a while. Climb on, my beloved master.”
Lyla threw off her clothes in a flash.
Neya gasped. The others barely reacted—they were used to it.
And then, a phantom shock resonated only in their minds.
Thump. A Black Dragon appeared at the edge of the Crimson Clan’s village.
“E-eh!?”
Neya stumbled and dropped her hat.
…Come to think of it, Neya didn’t know Lyla was a dragon.
“Get on. …Well, I’ll let it slide this once. No more sneaking off, Airena. …I was a little worried.”
“If I can spend my rare vacation with my beloved master… well, I suppose I should make up for it♪”
“A-Are you sure? A black dragon… isn’t that a Fire Dragon…!?”
“Just get on. I’ll carry you.”
“H-hey!? O-okay, okay, I’ll get on!”
Airena and I were hoisted onto Lyla’s hands and then onto her back.
…Haa. At first, I wasn’t sure about a carefree vacation just with Airena, but seeing it like this, I almost regret it.
But.
“Well, if the Crimson Clan’s specialty is the Holy Beast Labyrinth… then Lord Smisson’s ‘specialty’ is this lively atmosphere, isn’t it?”
“What kind of way to put it is that?”
“I don’t dislike it♪”
I reached for the thorns on Lyla’s back, and Airena clung to me like she was hugging me.
“Let’s go!”
Black wings beat through the sky.
(To be continued)