Safur observed the situation with a peculiarly cold detachment.
He was in the washing area of the onsen, surrounded by a swarm of nude ladies and catgirls who were clinging to him.
In the very center of it all, he was being crushed in a mob while his slender, thin penis curled upward in reflex.
His appearance must have been considerably pathetic.
Basically, it amounted to “a lecherous guy in his forties using his youthful form to indulge in obscene scenes and act spoiled in the women’s bath.”
He couldn’t understand what Rica was thinking as she stood there in a daze, and for a fleeting moment, he spiraled into total negativity.
…In reality, Rica had never once viewed Safur with the perception that “his soul is that of an old man.” Despite him being clever, she saw him normally as an eight-year-old child, so she hadn’t felt it was unnatural to be dragged into the women’s bath.
On the contrary, since there was no mistake about him being a beautiful boy whom everyone wanted to dote on, she had secretly been terrified by her own abnormal sexual desires, wondering how dirty a master of lustful wants she must be compared to these ladies and cats who treated him with such innocence. Yet Safur had no way of knowing that.
The Dragon and the Elf, who were mutually attracted despite not understanding each other’s crucial points, shamed themselves and despaired at the sight of their respective states, but, fearing they would be disliked, they snapped back to reality. However, Safur couldn’t come up with an excuse for his current situation, while Rica was utterly lost on how to wrap up the incident from a few days ago without dragging out a conversation.
A long, long silence. Or rather, that was only for them; in reality, it had probably only been about a minute.
At the end of that silence, Safur, overwhelmed by emotion, decided that he might as well act manly rather than spouting nonsense excuses, and with his overheated brain, he resolutely stood up.
He approached Rica and, nearly succumbing to the divinity of her twin breasts (from Safur’s perspective only), arched backward sharply to draw a breath from the depths of his gut.
“Rica… I, I… like youuuu!!”
He shouted at the top of his lungs, then stared at Rica with tear-filled eyes.
The one confused was Rica.
There was no coherence to the situation. While she had been feeling guilty, her intestines twisting as if they were being wrung out from the illicit sexual play and lustful urges she had directed at such a cute boy, a grand confession suddenly erupted.
In front of the women in the bath who were looking on to see what was going on, he was confessing his love with his dick standing up.
”…E-eh?”
Only the lower half of her face moved as she asked back. Her expression must have looked incredibly unnatural.
In response, Safur wore an indescribably anxious expression, making her instinctively want to comfort him, but the problem was that she didn’t understand Safur’s actions at all in the first place.
Since she had come to the onsen knowing nothing about this and had suddenly found herself encountering this scene, she didn’t know how the conversation had flowed.
It wouldn’t be unnatural to infer that if he was going to act like this, there must have been some prior development leading to it, and that the suddenness of his behavior was just the result of that buildup.
Although in reality, nothing had happened, and Safur had reached that action without any foreshadowing at all, Rica waited for an explanation under the misunderstanding that “there must have been a first part to this story, right? Could you explain that?” A serious misalignment thus dominated the women’s bath.
”…Rica”
“Mm-hmm… hmmm?”
“That is… uh…”
Safur finally began to realize he wasn’t being understood, and growing more confused, he searched left and right for a lifeline.
Was Maya there? Or Lyra? Maybe a Brood Dragon? Perhaps Andy or the baron were nearby, and wouldn’t they cover for Safur’s panicked behavior? He pinned faint hopes on such possibilities, but none of them existed.
Driven by the concentrated gazes, and again propelled by incomprehensible anxiety, Safur…
”…That is… I like you!!”
He screamed the same thing.
It solved nothing. It had only served to unite the women in the bath on a single sentiment: “Let’s calm down and explain this properly.”
As the silence continued, Safur felt as though he were truly about to cry.
What was this space? What would be the correct thing to do…? He mused alone, his brain still boiling over.
Finally, one of the catgirls shyly offered help.
”…Um… So, what should we say to the elf’s older sister?” (meow)
“That’s… are you telling me to just say that?… Are you really making me ask for it?…”
“But older-sister is confused and all… (meow)”
”…Hah”
Faced with Rica’s blatant look of bewilderment, Safur shrank back.
Rica wanted to convey that she was by no means displeased by the situation, but any clumsy response on her part might lead Saphu, who was already running on fumes and spiraling out of control, to jump to incorrect conclusions and cause an irreversible mess. She didn’t know what to say.
Watching this stalemate unfold, the cat girl chimed in with a comment.
“You should just say it plainly… like, ‘I want to marry you,’ or ‘I want to mate with you’.”
“M-Mate!?”
Saphu recoiled in shock.
The ladies, of course, balked at the idea.
“What kind of thing do you say to a child that small?”
“And would she even know what mating is?”
“She’s still too young for such things.”
But Rica waved her hands frantically, stepping in to cover for him. She felt it was something he had to be helped with right now.
“S-Saphu is already forty years old… so, um, he’s experienced… meaning that…”
Eyes turned back on Saphu.
Rica thought she was being helpful. She believed Saphu simply couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud and had ended up becoming a toy for these women, which was indeed the case.
However, while elves were tolerant of double-digit ages, numbers that magnitude carried significant weight for humans and cat-beasts.
“E-E-E-E-E-E!?”
After a beat of silence, the collective gasp of astonishment from the group startled Saphu so much he nearly jumped out of his skin.
Flustered, he bolted out of the women’s bathhouse, streaking naked into the grasslands to escape. He was at an age—or rather, a mental age—where being called “erotic” demanded a rebuttal. He could not simply shrink back and huddle in the bathhouse, accepting the situation as it was.
“This is a lie… or wait, what race is she again?”
“Speaking of which, wasn’t there a girl in Andy’s retinue who looked about thirteen but claimed to be sixty?”
“So that kind of thing exists, huh…”
That said, they didn’t sense any predatory danger in Saphu’s presence that would lead him to force himself on women; the ladies weren’t reprimanding him for his impudence but were purely shocked, and the cats were likewise just taken aback.
The fact that Saphu was a handsome youth, typical of his dragon lineage, also played a role. One way or another, the ladies tend to be far more doting on cute young boys than they would ever be on local rascals who annoy them.
Glancing back twice at the scene inside the women’s bath, Rica quickly pulled her clothes on. Gathering Saphu’s attire into her arms, she shouted an apology for the commotion and gave chase after him.
Saphu had retreated to a nearby thicket, sitting cross-legged in the grass.
“S… Saphu”
“Rica… I…”
”…Um”
Saphu was crying.
Looking back on it now, he realized how pathetic he looked: swept along into the women’s bath, unable to firmly turn them down and left being treated as a toy by the ladies; then intending to make a cool confession to smooth things over, only to end up with nothing accomplished, expelled from the premises, and wandering around naked.
“Um… Saphu…”
”…I’m… totally… useless… even as a dragon… or whatever I’m not… I’m just… embarrassing…”
Squeak. Saphu blew his nose.
Watching him like this, Rica felt a sense of calm wash over her.
Saphu was, after all, a child. More than anything else.
Trying to project an image of being big and strong, failing at it, getting hurt, and sinking into despair… yet remaining fundamentally straight-laced no matter how you looked at it.
Rica had been unable to properly accept his affection due to her sense of guilt, but even after the little prank he pulled on her a few days ago, his feelings for her hadn’t changed one bit.
Therefore, Saphu was the one who needed to be comforted. He was the one who needed acceptance.
There was no need to worry about conventional norms or what the world might think in that regard.
”…Hey, Saphu. …I know. I know you want to become an adult.”
”…Yeah.”
“I know it’s going to take a long time to become a full-fledged adult. But I also know that Safuru is properly a boy… and that he’ll keep being a boy right up until that moment.”
“…Y-yeah.”
“That’s why, even now, if you see a girl naked, your penis stands up… I know you want to do more than we did before.”
She embraced the naked Safuru from behind.
“I know you feel like having sex.”
“That is…”
“But just having sex won’t make you a full-fledged adult. …Things that truly matter don’t come about from something like that. You understand that too, right, Safuru?”
“M-Mm…!”
Safuru wavered within the confines of Rika’s question.
If he lost his virginity, he’d be a real man. It was a common superstition.
Would he say he didn’t want to lose it? No, he did. But if having sex instantly made him an “impressive adult dragon” who wouldn’t be looked down upon, that was absolutely not the case.
First of all, Safuru couldn’t be fine with being called a dirty man.
Therefore, he couldn’t nod yes or no to Rika’s words.
Sensing his hesitation clearly, Rika felt a tender affection for him.
“Becoming a full-fledged adult will take decades yet more. It’s okay to take your time, Safuru. …Besides, you don’t have to hold back until then either. Because I like you, Safuru. I like you even as a child.”
“…Rika…?”
“Take it slow… and become an adult, Safuru. …Until today is over… even after you become an adult. It’s okay for your penis to feel good inside my belly, always.”
Smoothly.
While clinging to Safuru, Rika began stripping off her clothes.
Her skin, previously moistened by the steam, revealed more surface area with each garment removed, forcing Safuru to imagine Rika’s naked body whether he wanted to or not.
This time, Rika had no intention of teasing him further.
“R-Rika…?”
“I’m sorry, Safuru. …This actually might not be for you.”
Having shed all her clothes, she distanced herself from him and allowed herself to turn around.
Completely aroused, Rika displayed everything to Safuru in the sunset grassland.
“…I think… I’m probably… a much dirtier woman than you imagine, Safuru… ♪”
“I-I… I mean…”
“That’s why, just now… when you imagined that for decades to come, every day, you’d be putting your penis into me as you grow up…”
She trembled.
“Can’t stop the excitement anymore…! ♪”
“…Rika… Rika, are you sure it’s okay…?”
“…It’s fine, Safuru… Fuck me…?”
The young dragon showed his small dick to the elven girl he idolized.
Still thin and not very long, it lacked some of the impressive aura of a man who pleases women.
But inside the vagina of the long-lived girl before him, it would gradually become adult. The girl had declared that she would let it happen.
“R-Rika… I… really am going to do it… I’m actually going to do it…”
“…Hurry up or my pussy will dry out, Safuru… ♪”
“M-Mm…!”
Pinned down by Safuru, Rika spread her legs slightly and teased him.
Having confirmed with her multiple times, Safuru boldly thrust his small dick into the center of her hairless little labia.
“Hhh… nn, hh… ♪”
“Rica… t-think it’s harder than I expected to get… in…”
“You should just force your way in… into me, Safuru-kun!”
“I… is this okay?”
“Because it’s my first time… A girl’s hole needs someone to stretch it open… It doesn’t come out easy like that… ♪”
“…Rica…”
“If I use your little cock… I probably can’t reach the deep part yet, though…”
Rica whispered.
“Keep going… until it reaches… until you’ve stretched me all the way open by yourself… Keep pushing in every single day, okay? ♪”
“…Y-yeah…!”
Safuru nodded and started moving his hips.
Gathering momentum, he pushed the small, meaty shaft that had barely slipped past the mucous membrane deeper inside.
Before long, Safuru’s cock, which had only entered a tiny bit, was swallowed somewhat deeply into Rica’s vagina with a wet slurp sensation.
As Safuru desperately continued, feeling “This is it,” his small hips eventually managed to advance until they pressed against Rica’s comparatively large hips.
“…Like… this…!”
“…Yes, Safuru-kun… Congratulations on graduating from being a virgin… ♪”
Maybe it was because Safuru’s dick was so small, or perhaps due to the intensity of her arousal.
Despite the blood weeping between her thighs, Rica had the composure to kiss him in praise.
“All that’s left is… for you to really feel good inside and come out with white stuff… That’s what making love is… ♪”
“I… I get it… but… I might still get you pregnant…”
“…That’s fine, Safuru-kun.”
Rica whispered to him with eyes that were impossible to tell if they were gentle or just lewd.
“If you can’t wait until you’re an adult… I don’t mind having your baby… ♪”
“Rica…”
“That’s why, Safuru-kun… let’s make love thoroughly every day… ♪ Let’s do it with more passion than we did with Master Smaisson… ♪”
“…Rica, you’re…!”
“I’m sorry for being so lewd… but… when I look at you, Safuru-kun… ♪”
Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she embraced him as if to enclose him completely.
“All of it feels like happiness now… ♪”
“…R-Rica… Rica, I’m, I’m…!”
Safuru’s arousal reached its peak. The boy’s hips, swaying unsteadily, began to desperately seek pleasure with frantic motions.
His small strokes, without even knowing at what angle or speed he should move, eventually accelerated until they struck the elf girl’s body like blows.
It was still his first time. Regardless of male Safuru’s inexperience, Rica shouldn’t be able to achieve pleasure that easily.
However, seeing the boy lost in passion within her meaty hole definitely gave her a sense of mental fulfillment.
It felt as if it had been this way from the start… yes, surely from the moment he met Safuru, things were meant to end up like this.
As if she had just now woken up to realize how foolishly she had missed this opportunity for so long.
Feeling a sense of satisfaction that was neither lacking nor excessive, Rica accepted Safuru’s clumsy piston motion.
The evening sky was red.
The summer breeze was cool.
Rica wondered why they always ended up consummating their relationship on the grassland, watching the sky from over Safuru’s shoulder, and remembered the fundamentalist principle held by some clans: elves should not live in houses but in the forest.
Maybe that’s the blood running through my veins. That kind of lustful blood that makes doing it in the open feel perfectly natural.
…I concluded that within myself and, looking at Safrul’s desperate face, found it easy to accept.
From now on, I will continue to make love with Safrul. I will let this tiny partner soak and nurture within my womb.
Because I am an elf and he is a dragon, we can afford the luxury of taking our time in such pleasures. That fact alone brings me an unbearable happiness and a profound comfort.
And then, Safru scattered his seed within the girl.
“Mmm… aaah… ♪”
She had no endurance whatsoever. She simply devoured the pleasure, unable to resist as she spilled it out.
Yet, even that undignified lust of the boy was endearing to her.
And then came the bliss of his thick, sticky cum being shot directly into her womb.
Lika felt that sensation and sensed Safrul’s passion, which lingered even in his semen… her shivers reached their peak, and she came completely.
“Mmmmm… ♪”
Filthy desire and deep affection.
The two of them were still too young by species to fully understand each other, yet even so, they were deeply connected on a sexual level, sharing their feelings.
Later.
“Cough. …Boy.”
“W-Waaat? Put your clothes on!!”
Having run into Aerili again, Safrul was ashamed that his penis reacted instantly to her imposing nudity. He clutched his crotch while protesting.
Aerili paid it no mind and stated her purpose.
“It’s just that… the place you frequent daily is far too close to town… so. It seems you’ve been seen a few times. Perhaps you should fly out to a more secluded spot next time.”
“B-Been seen?”
“You’d think a dragon would notice, wouldn’t he? …It was that pair I told you about. The human with the peeping habit and the ogre.”
“U-Ughhh”
“I casually call out to them, and they switch their attention over here. …I can’t always rush over like that, though.”
“T-Thanks for looking out for us…”
It seemed Safrul had been inadvertently receiving help from a rather lecherous guardian.