A serene green pasture, a refreshing breeze, atop the grassy bed of a slight hill.
In a completely dazed and dreamy state, I continued to press deep, intense kisses onto Irina’s lips while fucking Kristy solely with my lower body.
“Mm, nnngh… ha, Smayson… my lord…”
Even though I had yanked her back for a rough kiss, Irina slowly relaxed her tension, keeping her knees bent as she voluntarily threw herself against me.
“T-that kind of… Irina…!?”
While being dumbstruck by Irina’s feminine expression, Kristy writhed in pleasure at my forceful thrust, which consisted of nothing more than the spit I’d put on her.
“Haaah…”
Irina constantly tilted her head to different angles, frantically returning reactions to my slow, languid tongue movements.
The warm feeling of her pussy enveloping my dick and the sensation of her thin tongue teasing mine were both immensely pleasurable.
“I… apologize for not saying this sooner, Kristy… a-as you can see, I have yielded everything about my body to Lord Smayson. It would be no surprise at all if I were already carrying a child.”
“E-ehh? …! W-wait… Y-you’re still so young… and small…”
“Mmph… D-don’t call me small. It’s just that my growth period ended a bit early, that’s all… If I live for 150 years, I could have great-great-grandchildren in a human’s lifespan, you know…!”
“A-alright, okay, but… aahhh…!”
Since Kristy was being annoyingly loud and gossipy, I made my hip movements—until then just swaying loosely—a bit more violent, forcefully penetrating deep into her vagina.
At a depth that felt like my cock tip was constantly poking her uterus, I swung my hips with small, rapid jolts while demanding more kissing from Irina through the kiss itself.
Irina still tried to say something to Kristy but prioritized kissing me first; after tangling our tongues for a while, she went back to nagging Kristy.
“Which is why… y-you don’t need to open your body like that…”
“N-no! But with your body, it really is the child who… kk… Besides, if the Clan Leader pollutes her own bloodline, what could happen…? …kk, ahfth…!!”
“That’s just as much for you… mmmph, churr… mmphh.”
“I’m only an acting representative anyway… and, well, I do have some experience…”
“Both of you, shut up.”
Since neither of them would stay silent despite the intensified thrusting, I fucked them even more roughly.
Specifically, I reached around and shoved my middle fingers into their asshole slits.
“Haaah♪”
“A-alright…!?”
I stuck my hand into Irina’s panties to find out. This little girl was already dripping wet.
She seemed to be enjoying it much more than Kristy, who hadn’t fully concentrated even while being penetrated.
…Mm.
Well, there’s no need to hesitate about anything. I just need to do what feels good for me.
“Irina.”
“Fh… ah…”
Watching Irina melt from the combination of kissing and ass attacks, I forcefully yanked my dick out of Kristy’s vagina.
“Uungh…!?”
Then, keeping it in that position, I pulled Irina close and slid her panties down just enough.
”…L-Lord Smayson… ♪”
“You seem way more lewd.”
”…I-i suppose so… ♪”
Leaving Kristy alone, I thrust into Irina’s pussy from between her cheeks.
“Fhahhh… ♪”
Hugging Irina, who let out a strangely delighted sound, I started fucking her deep and wet while standing up.
「Ah, ahahh…」
Christie watched it with wide, startled eyes.
The focal point of her surprise was either the fact that the young-looking Irina was being penetrated so effortlessly, or the way Irina wore an expression of sheer delight, as if she’d been waiting for this moment, showing no sign of suffering or aversion at all.
Well, it didn’t matter which. It felt too good to think about.
「Irina… your pussy really is a slutty, tight little hole… it’s so fucking good…」
「It’s… it’s y-your fault… your fault… ♪」
「I’m starting to feel like I never want to leave this spot… I get what the elves mean now…」
「E-elves or no elves, I-I am saying that you are the only one who knows what’s inside me… ♪」
「…Ah, is that so?」
I felt like my thoughts were crossing wires in various ways, but whatever. It felt good.
I kept Irina secured in my arms, holding her tight while thrusting with all I had.
Amid the refreshing breeze, the beautiful scenery, the warm sunlight, and Christie’s gaze.
I pressed my glans firmly against the cervix of Irina’s womb and came.
「Kcuh, hahaaaaaahh… ♪」
Uttering a cry that swelled with unprecedented pleasure, Irina slumped in exhaustion.
Into her pussy, which clung to me like a different creature seeking breath, I spewed my cum.
「Hey, Irina.」
「……♪」
I sighed at the slightly out-of-it Irina.
And then.
「A-Ah… is it that you’re not s-satisfied…?」
Christie asked, lightly clutching her exposed breasts to her chest.
I looked at Christie and gave a nod with my fluffy hair.
「W-Well then, again, if it’s me…」
「…Ah—」
Christie lowered the arm she’d been covering her breasts with, offering a hesitant smile that held just a hint of anticipation.
「Yeah, you do look pretty slutty right now too.」
「Sl-slutty… well, I don’t mind though…」
I launched myself back at Christie, who was smiling faintly in amusement.
Christie seemed eager from the start this time. Her pussy, which had been bone dry just a moment ago, was now thoroughly lubricated.
「P-Please, be gentle… hyah!？」
As if to say something else, I grabbed Christie’s waist and thrust into her from behind in one motion.
Whereas before, penetrating deep inside felt like scaling the rugged depths of a cave, this time I slid all the way to the cervix with a slick pop.
「No… no like this…」
「Your juices and Irina’s made you slippery as hell.」
「Ahh…」
Christie’s shoulders trembled with pleasure.
「…Show me more of your body.」
On a sudden impulse, I pulled at her clothes. When they didn’t tear off with the pull, I just ripped them away and discarded them.
「Ah, wh-what…!？」
A beautiful body. I won’t go so far as to compare her to Sharon, but she’s got all the right curves in the right places. Her breasts are maternal and firm when compared to Irina’s, though decently sized—larger, you might say, than Aurora’s. That overall impression of supple, beautiful nudity, exposed so vulnerably beneath the sun—it left me dumbfounded with arousal. “A body I want to fuck until we’re drenched in sweat.” “N-no… no way… haaah… ah, ahh…!!” I started thrusting my hips.
…
After a while, I suddenly found myself questioning what I was doing.
The refreshing breeze, the gentle sunlight, the scent of flowers—so far, so good.
But right in front of me stood Christi, completely naked, spent and limp after taking two rough ejaculations, allowing herself to be used without resistance. Her clothes lay in tattered heaps around her.
And then there was Irina, lying back on the grass with her ass half-bare, still naked from the fucking I’d done earlier.
There was also the lunch and tea that had been left untouched.
”…Huh?”
The blood drained from my face.
Wait a minute. This is seriously bad. No way this level of trouble is okay.
“U-uwah… W-wait, what have I done…!?”
I frantically pulled my cock out of Christi, who had been in the throes of orgasm. A gooey mix of bubbly cum and her juices oozed from her vagina as I withdrew.
“Miss Smieth… ahhh… that tea’s effect is fading… ♪”
Christi spoke in a dazed voice.
“That… that tea’s effect?!?”
“You, well, you are among the victims… so do not worry about it,” Irina said.
As my cock remained half-erected, Irina leaned over from the side and latched onto it with her mouth. Whether it was the tea’s lingering effect or some of Irina’s special technique, my cock hit its peak in no time at all. I shot my cum straight into her mouth.
”…Mmmph… m, mmh…”
Irina desperately tried to swallow it all. Even though it would have been fine for her to just spit it out.
“I’m so sorry. There is a wild herb native to the Northern Forest called Kanetsuki Grass that we used as a slight flavoring agent in the tea… It has hallucinogenic properties that the human race does not tolerate well. I am sorry; I knew about it intellectually, but since our Clan rarely serves tea to humans, I completely forgot to check…”
Christi apologized with a apologetic look on her face. She was naked, as her clothes had been reduced to rags.
”…N-no, I mean, that’s… mutual, in a way? Though the rape part is obviously much worse. Plus, Irina, couldn’t you have handled it with something like ‘Eye of the Viper’ or whatever?”
”…Hmph. Come to think of it… well, had you simply continued fucking me for a long time, it would have been resolved.”
“That’s not how it works!?”
I offered up a grand apology to Christi first.
“I’m really sorry, please forgive me—saying that is strange since I’m the one who apologized, but please forgive me. I will do anything you need; we won’t be doing stuff like that at Polca or anywhere else, seriously.”
“Oh, well… I mean, while the sexual act itself isn’t a huge issue—I haven’t had sex in a while and got a bit carried away—let’s just say we reached an agreement on that point…”
”…Ah, uh… umm…”
Is it really okay to think of it that way? Even if I were to erase the fact that I raped her, stripping down the clan representative out in the open out of pure lust and doing whatever comes to mind is pretty damn dangerous.
“Well, since Christi says it is fine, let us leave this matter be.”
”…Is it really okay? Suddenly stripping someone down for rough sex feels pretty out of line.”
“U-um… It is a bit sad that my clothes were torn… but please just be careful next time?”
Is that all there is to it?
“Outdoor sex isn’t exactly taboo for elves… though, obviously, only when no one’s around.”
Elves are something else. I’d definitely like to see it in action.
”…Besides, the way Smayson loves us is intense and passionate, quite stimulating… ♪ It’s not hard to understand why Blue Princess or Irina get so carried away.”
Christi shows absolutely no sign of being traumatized by being fucked; if anything, she says this with a perfectly normal smile.
This one’s incredible too.
“Christi is divorced twice, you know. Well… it’s best to think of her as someone who had that kind of experience.”
“D-divorced? Twice?”
“She’s competent and gracious enough to last four hundred years; there’s no way she wouldn’t have taken husbands before. …Though, not limited to Sakura, many elf men have high pride. They couldn’t stand a Christy who was too much for them yet so receptive, so both times they split after just a few years.”
“Hey! Don’t talk about people so casually!”
“Heh heh. You’re taking advantage of the fact that I’m getting off, asking me out yourself even though you didn’t need to a second time. Payback.”
“It’s fine if Smayson seemed upset about it!”
They’re bickering peacefully, but how do I get Christi back? This is a tough one.
“Please come by anytime you’d like♪”
I received those very generous words and, ultimately, handed Irina her cloak before leaving the Sakura Clan Manor.
“Oh, don’t take it literally and visit too often just because she’s busy with other things?”
“Before we get there, I can’t even enter the forest without you…”
“Hmm. That settles it.”
Irina nodding with an air of superiority.
Next up is…
“How about Orange? It’s a clan manor with many martial artists and an interesting atmosphere.”
“Spare me. You brought me all the way to Golukus’s place, filled my gut with your cum—do I have murderous intent toward you, Lady Irina?”
“Heh heh heh heh♪”
I’m definitely the one who poured it in, though. Why is Irina boasting about winning in this situation?
In the end, we arrived at the Red Clan Manor.
Having stayed there and been entertained with consecutive banquets, and having visited many times as a relay point after Silver, it’s a place quite familiar to me.
“Well then. The specialty of the Red Clan is…”
“The food is good.”
It feels weird to say that right after just eating the exquisite One-Horse Ham from the Sakura Clan, but the cuisine at the Red Clan Manor is closer to Totto’s cooking compared to Silver’s (which is delicious, sure, but since they use that mysterious fruit in everything, it gets sweet and sour all the time and becomes cloying).
Even if they’re both border clans, there must be a difference between the reformists who actively incorporate outside culture and the conservatives who stick strictly to tradition.
“That said, asking for food so soon after that sandwich, while the sun is still up, would be what?”
“Right.”
My stomach wasn’t rumbling yet.
“If that’s the case, let’s go greet the new clan chief of Red to see how they’re doing.”
“The new clan chief… I thought Diel was no longer it, wasn’t he?”
“Hmm.”
I should have gotten a look at him once when we were commissioned to explore the monster territory, but honestly, I couldn’t even register his face. Felios immediately attacked.
“I should try to remember. …And I don’t know Silver’s new clan chief either.”
“Well, that one can wait for now. If Polka will be coming and going from the forest eventually, you’ll definitely have to meet them.”
“Mm-hmm.”
The two of us toddled on our way to the former Diel estate.
“It’s not like we’re meeting for the first time, but since this is our first time properly warming up a friendly relationship, please treat me well. I am Mark, the new Chief of the Red Clan.”
The new Chief of the Red Clan was an elf of somewhat short stature.
He looked to be about five centimeters shorter than me. Elven men are usually tall, so that’s a bit unusual.
Well, whatever. But his honorifics were so hit-or-miss it made my stomach churn with irritation.
“P-Please, treat me well. I’m Andy Smythson, Squad Leader.”
“I intend to take a stroll within the territory. Apparently, he knows little of the forest.”
“Y-Yes, understood… But setting that aside, Iris-sama… or should it be just ‘Iris’? Right? Since I’m Chief now. Did you like the wooden statue I sent earlier?”
“You should learn some decent manners from someone before you even dare to drop the honorifics, you fool.”
Iris interjected with a frown. Good thing; so even among elves, he was considered “that kind of guy” after all.
“B-But I only know Elvish!”
“What will a Chief like you do if you can’t speak the language of the world beyond the forest? In Silver, even children speak Trot’s tongue, yet having a Red Chief be like this is worrying for the future. Also, since I didn’t understand what that statue was for, I gave it to Gorukus.”
“U-Uwaaan!”
I get that he wasn’t good at studying, but Mark-kun, isn’t that just a little too pathetic?
We got permission from Mark-kun to use an Ogre (with Iris half-forcing the issue) and walked toward the pasture.
“That man named Mark is only a few years older than me.”
“Only by a few?!”
He seemed so frail I had assumed he was younger than me.
“He’s been making advances at me since I was little.”
”…So that’s what those ‘gifted’ statues were about?”
“It looked like a horse or something, but I saw it both in the Lumberjack Grizzly incident and when the Rock Golem died.”
”…He’s just clumsy.”
“Gorukus titled it something like ‘The Neigh of the Holy Beast Rising from the Brink of Death.’”
”…When Gorukus talks about a holy beast on the brink of death, does he mean that thing? The Meat Slime?”
So Iris’s point that none of this made sense seemed accurate.
“Also, is it really safe to have such an awkward, verbally inept guy as Chief for Red? He’s clumsy with words too.”
“Even so, he has a reputation for martial prowess approaching Diel’s. He supposedly can handle Rock Golems single-handedly with just his sword.”
He isn’t feared that much in my circle, but a Rock Golem is a monster that takes about ten regular infantry to take down.
So Mark-kun must be close to an Ace Knight despite his short stature. Well, Anzeros is small too, though.
“On top of that, no one surpasses him in his drive to make the Clan thrive. That’s likely why Diel nominated him specifically. Whether he’s clumsy or whatever, it’s up to those around him to handle it. Right now, drive is what matters most.”
“I respect him to a reasonable extent.”
“A reasonable extent, indeed. His attempts at courtship give me goosebumps.”
”…Even though I’m perfectly fine with him doing all sorts of things to me.”
“N-N-Not that I was uncomfortable… A-And besides, you are, uhh, compatible with me… and sometimes you can be relied upon, right?”
Iris said this, fidgeting as her face turned red. Cute.
I felt the urge to hug her without thinking. But after that major failure in the Cherry Blossom Clan, I cautiously looked around…
…Wait. Several faces were peeking out from the shadow of a nearby grove.
”…”
From behind a single tree, long black ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, and the brim of an old hat.
I thought it looked like a fairy tale.
“Um”
“?”
As I hesitated, my voice flat and uncertain about what to say next, Irina turned around.
She probably wore the same expression as I did.
“What in the world are you two doing over there?”
“Diane, Lyra, Aurora. And Neia.”
Four symbols twitched nervously.
Then, they stepped forward tentatively.
“I heard you were guiding Irisa and Undy around…”
“It’s not just that, is it?”
Diane tried to maintain her dignity despite the awkward silence, while Aurora smiled sweetly but wore a look of pure suspicion as she questioned me.
“Ah… well, I don’t know what you’re referring to, but Master Smithson shouldn’t be put through any inconvenience, should he?”
“…”
“…”
Diane and Aurora fell silent with strange looks on their faces. Ah, some vague energy was passing between them—something I couldn’t quite understand.
“Ho. Well, well. I won’t ask what you were doing just now. But where exactly were you trying to go? My wings are faster than any horse, you know?”
“I-I’m not… it’s just that since we’re here anyway, we thought maybe we’d visit a Sacred Beast or something.”
“Ho ho ho. I see, I see.”
Lyra nodded in agreement. Standing beside her, Neia offered an ingratiating smile.
“Um, Ms. Lyra? I’ve been wondering for a bit, but how does the whole wings-and-flying thing work…? It’s not the same as Maya’s case, right…?”
“There, there. It looks like my share of the fun is dwindling, but occasionally splashing around in style is nice. Come aboard, my master.”
Lyra tossed her clothes aside with a flourish.
Neia gawked at the sight. The rest of us were already used to it and didn’t react.
And then, a phantasmal shock that resonated only within the brain.
Thud. A giant Black Dragon materialized at the edge of the Crimson Clan Manor.
“Eh? Ehh!?”
Neia staggered back, dropping her hat.
…I guess Neia didn’t know Lyra was a dragon yet.
“Hold on. …I’ll let things slide today. Don’t you dare jump ahead of me like that again, Irina. …I was a little worried about you.”
“If I’m granted a rare vacation to spend with my beloved master… then I suppose I can balance the scales♪”
“A-Ah, Drago… no, that black one is definitely a Fire Dragon…!?”
“Just get on top of me. We’re flying now.”
“Eek!? Ah, y-yes, I’ll get on, I’ll get on!”
Lyra placed us in her grasp and carried us on her back.
…Sigh. A carefree vacation just the two of us with Irina seemed like a bad idea at first, but looking at it now, it feels a bit like a waste.
But then.
“Well, if the Crimson Clan’s specialty is the Sacred Beast Maze… then Master Smithson’s ‘specialty’ must be all this commotion.”
“What kind of way to put it is that?”
“Rara doesn’t mind it one bit♪”
I gripped a spike on Lyra’s back as Irina clung to me tightly.
“Let’s go!”
Black wings beat the air.
(To be continued)