Safuru was observing the situation with a strange, detached clarity.
The hot spring washing area: the group of naked ladies and cat-girls swarming around him. And right in the center of them, being manhandled, his finger-thin penis arching upward.
He was certain he must look pathetically ridiculous.
In short, he was essentially an “impudent forty-year-old boy using a child’s body to indulge in all the lewd sights he desired in the women’s bath while acting completely spoiled.”
In that split second, lost in thought and unable to fathom what the dazed Rika was thinking, he found himself spiraling into nothing but negativity.
…In reality, Rika had never once viewed Safuru as having the “soul of an old man”; despite her intelligence, she saw him as a normal eight-year-old, so being dragged into the women’s bath didn’t strike her as unnatural. On the contrary, he was undeniably a beautiful boy that anyone would want to dote on—and compared to the ladies and cats who were showering him with such innocent affection, Safuru was internally recoiling at his own perverted nature, feeling utterly horrified by his own abnormal lust. Safuru, however, had no way of knowing this.
The dragon and the elf, having become intensely drawn to one another without ever truly understanding the other’s core essence, were both currently caught in a loop of shame and despair; yet, both were trying to pull themselves together because they didn’t want to be hated. Meanwhile, Safuru could think of no excuse for his current state, and Rika was at a total loss as to how to explain away the incident from a few days ago to make the situation go away.
A long, long silence ensued. Or rather, that was only true for the two of them; in reality, it had likely been no more than a minute.
Ultimately, unable to bear the tension any longer, Safuru decided that rather than piling on more rambling excuses, he would act “manfully” despite his overheated brain, and stood up with resolve.
He approached Rika, and while feeling as though he might collapse before the sheer divinity of her breasts (from Safuru’s perspective alone), he arched his back, took a deep breath, and spoke from the depths of his soul.
“Rika… I… I love youuuu!!”
He bellowed the words, staring at Rika with teary eyes.
It was Rika who was thrown into confusion.
The situation lacked any semblance of context. She had been feeling a knot in her stomach from the guilt of having played sexually provocative pranks on such a cute boy, and suddenly, she was hit with a massive confession. And it was happening right in front of everyone in the women’s bath, while he was standing there with his penis erect.
”…Wha… What?”
She managed to ask back, though only the lower half of her face moved. Her expression must have looked incredibly awkward.
In response, Safuru wore an indescribable expression of anxiety, making her instinctively want to comfort him—but she couldn’t even begin to understand his actions in the first place. Since she had simply come to the hot springs without knowing anything, she had walked right into this scene, and she had no idea how this was even part of a conversation. It wasn’t unreasonable for her to assume there must have been some preceding dialogue that led to such a sudden outburst.
In truth, there had been absolutely nothing; Safuru had arrived at this action without any foreshadowing whatsoever. However, Rika was waiting for an explanation based on the misconception that “there must have been a first half to this conversation, right? Could you explain that part?” Thus, a profound disconnect dominated the women’s bath.
”…Rika.”
“Y-Yes… Uh, yes?”
“That… um…”
Realizing that he wasn’t getting his point across, Safuru grew increasingly flustered, searching the area for a lifeline. He held a faint hope that Maia, Lyra, or perhaps a blue dragon, or even Andy or the Baron, might be nearby to bail him out of his panicked behavior, but there was no one.
Driven by a nonsensical sense of urgency, as if chased by the intense gazins of the crowd, Safuru cried out the same thing again:
”…That… I love you!!”
Nothing was resolved. The women in the bath simply shared a collective thought: Please, just calm down and explain yourself properly.
As the silence continued, Safuru felt like he was truly going to cry.
What is this place? What is the “correct” thing for me to do…? he wondered, his brain still boiling with anxiety.
Finally, one of the cat-girls timidly offered a way out.
”…Um… So… what is it you want the elf lady to say, nya~?”
“You… you’re asking me to tell you that…?”
“But… the lady is really troubled, nya…”
”…Ugh.”
At the sight of Rika’s overtly distressed face, Safuru recoiled in fear.
Rika wanted to convey that it wasn’t that she was unhappy about it; however, she didn’t know how to put it into words. She feared that if she responded poorly, the currently out-of-control Safful might take it the wrong way, leading to something irreversible.
Observing the stalemate, the cat-girl chimed in once more. ”…Why don’t you just say it straight? Like, you want to get married, or you want to mate, nya~” “M-mate!?” Safful recoiled in shock. Naturally, the married women expressed their disapproval. “How could you say such a thing to such a young child?” “Wait, do you even know what ‘mating’ means?” “It’s far too early for such talk.”
However, Rika stepped in with frantic hand gestures to smooth things over. She felt she had to do something. “S-Safful-kun is already forty years old… and, well, he’s reached sexual maturity, so, you see…”
…All eyes turned toward Safful once again.
Rika thought she was doing the right thing. She believed Safful had become a toy for these women because he was unable to speak up for himself, and in truth, that was the case. However, while elves are tolerant of ages in the double digits, that number is quite significant for humans and beastfolk.
“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!?”
After a few beats of silence, the collective gasp that erupted from everyone was enough to make Safful jump in terror. Panicked, he bolted from the women’s bath and ran out into the meadow, still naked. At an age—or rather, at a mental age—where one feels the urge to protest being called “lewd,” he simply could not bear to shrink away and remain in the women’s bath.
“No way… I mean, what race is that kid?” “Actually, among the girls surrounding Andy, there was one who looked about thirteen but claimed to be sixty, wasn’t there?” “I guess there are all sorts…”
That said, since Safful didn’t possess any sort of danger akin to a rapist, the women weren’t intending to reprimand his indecency; they were simply purely astonished. The cats were merely startled as well. Part of it was also due to the fact that, being a dragon, Safful was a beautiful boy. Ultimately, married women tend to be soft-hearted toward a cute boy, even if he’s a bit of a brat.
Glancing back at the scene in the bath for a second time, Rika quickly dressed herself, gathered Safful’s clothes in her arms, and went after him, offering a hasty, “Sorry for the commotion.”
Safful was sitting in a crouched position in a nearby thicket. “Sa… Safful-kun.” “Rika… I…” ”…Um…”
Safful was crying. Thinking about it now, he felt utterly pathetic. He had been swept along into the women’s bath, unable to firmly refuse, and had been treated like a toy by the women. He had intended to settle the situation with a cool confession, but instead, he had ended up being chased out, wandering around naked.
“Um… Safful-kun…” “I… I’m just… no good… not as a dragon, not as anything… I’m just… so uncool…” Safful sniffled loudly.
Watching him, Rika felt herself settle. …In the end, Safful was a child. Simply too much of one. He tried to act grown-up, failed, got hurt, and grew depressed. And yet, despite everything, he was straightforward. Rika had been unable to properly accept his affection due to her guilt, but his feelings for her remained unchanged even after the “reverse prank” a few days ago.
Therefore, Rika was the one who had to comfort him. She was the one who had to accept him. There was no need for the social norms or common sense that weighed on her mind.
”…Hey, Safful-kun. …You know, I know you want to become a man.” ”…Yeah.”
“I know it’s going to take a long time before you’re a full-fledged adult. But I also know that while you’re on your way to becoming one, you’re still just a boy…” ”…Y-yeah.” “That’s why I know that even now, your cock gets hard just by looking at a girl’s naked body… and I know you’ll want to do even more than what we did the other day.” She embraced the naked Safuru from behind. “I even know that you’ll want to mate.” “That’s…!” “But mating doesn’t make you a man, does it? …You won’t truly gain what you desire through something like that. You know that, don’t you, Safuru?” ”…” Safuru wavered in the space between Rika’s words. Lose your virginity, become a man. It was a common myth. If asked if he wanted to lose it, yes, he did. But if asked if he would instantly become a “manly dragon whom no one would dare underestimate” the moment he had sex, the answer was absolutely not. Besides, he couldn’t bear the thought of being called a lewd man. Thus, he could neither nod nor shake his head in response to Rika. Sensing his hesitation clearly, Rika felt a surge of affection for him. “It will take decades more to become a man. And that’s okay, Safuru. …Besides, you don’t have to hold back until you’re full-grown. I love you just as you are. I love you even while you’re still a child.” ”…Rika…?” “Take your time… growing up, Safuru. …From today, until you are an adult… and even after you become one. Inside me, you can let your cock feel good for as long as you want.” With a fluid motion, while still pressed against Safuru, Rika began to strip away her clothes. Her skin, damp from the steam moments ago, revealed more of itself with every layer removed, leaving Safuru unable to help but imagine her naked form. This time, Rika had no intention of teasing him. “Ri-Rika…” “I’m sorry, Safuru. …Truthfully… this might not be for your sake.” Stripping completely, she pulled away from him, allowing him to see her from behind. Fully consumed by arousal, Rika bared everything to Safuru amidst the sunset-lit grasslands. ”…I’m probably… much more… of a lewd woman than you think…♪” “I… but…” “That’s why just now… I was imagining you growing larger over the next few decades… by putting your cock inside me every single day…!” She trembled slightly. “I can’t… stop getting excited…♪” ”…Rika… Rika, are you sure…?” ”…It’s okay, Safuru… Do it…?” The young dragon thrust his small cock toward the elven girl of his dreams. Still thin and not very long, it lacked the presence of a man capable of pleasuring a woman. However, she had declared that within the vagina of the long-lived girl before him… it would grow into an adult, bit by bit. She would permit it. “Ri-Rika… I-I’m really going to do it… I’m going to do it…” “If you don’t put it in soon, my pussy is going to get dry, Safuru…♪” ”…” Rika lay pinned beneath Safuru, spreading her legs slightly to taunt him. Safuru checked with her time and time again, and then… with a surge of courage, he thrust his small cock into the center of her hairless labia minora.
“Ngh… ah… hah…♪” “Rika… ngh… it’s… harder to get in than I thought…” “Just… use more force… just push it in, Safuru-kun…!” “A-Are you sure…?” “Well, it’s our first time… A girl’s opening… won’t let you in easily unless someone stretches it out…♪” ”…Rika…” “With your penis… I’m sure it won’t reach all the way deep inside yet… but…” Rika whispered. “Until it reaches… until you’ve stretched me all the way open… keep pushing it in… every single day♪” ”…U-Uh, okay…!” Safuru nodded and began to thrust his hips. Gaining momentum, he pushed the small shaft—which had only just begun to slip past the mucous membrane—even deeper. Eventually, with a distinct, squelching sensation, Safuru’s shaft, which had only been able to enter a tiny bit, was swallowed slightly deeper into Rika’s vagina. “This is it!” Safuru desperately continued, until at last, his small hips were able to press flush against Rika’s relatively larger ones. ”…There…!” ”…Yes, Safuru-kun… Congratulations on losing your virginity…♪” Whether it was thanks to the small size of Safuru’s penis, or perhaps the sheer intensity of the excitement, Rika showed enough composure to kiss and praise him, even as blood seeped from between her thighs. “All that’s left… is to feel good inside here… until you release that white stuff… that is what… mating is…♪” “I-I know… but… but we might end up pregnant…” ”…It’s okay, Safuru-kun.” Rika whispered to him with eyes that were impossible to tell if they were gentle or lewd. “Even if I end up having your baby… before you’ve even become a man…♪” “Rika…” “So, Safulus-kun… let’s mate plenty every day…♪ More passionately… than even Mr. Sympson…♪” ”…Rika, you…” “I’m sorry for being so lewd…! But, when I look at you, Safuru-kun…♪” She wrapped her arms and legs around him, embracing him as if to envelop him. “I start to think that all of this… is such a happy thing…♪” ”…Ri-Rika… Rika, I… I…!” Safuru’s excitement reached its peak, and his boyish hips, which had been swaying rhythmically, soon began to seek pleasure with a frantic desperation. Without even knowing at what angle or at what speed, the boy’s small strokes began to accelerate, as if striking against the elf girl’s body. This was still their first time. Setting aside Safuru’s lack of experience, it shouldn’t have been so easy for Rika to find pleasure. However, the sight of the boy becoming lost in her flesh was undoubtedly providing her with spiritual fulfillment. It felt as if from the very beginning… yes, from the moment they first met, this was how it was meant to be. As if, until now, they had wasted time by forgetting to do this. Feeling a sense of satisfaction so complete and perfect that it bordered on a delusion, Rika accepted Safuru’s clumsy thrusting. The evening sky was crimson. The summer breeze was cool. As Rika gazed at the sky over Safuru’s shoulder, wondering why they had ended up doing this in the middle of a meadow, she recalled the fundamentalism held by some clans: that elves should not live indoors, but should make the forest their home.
Perhaps such blood flows through my veins. A lewd blood that makes having sex outdoors seem natural. …Having reached this conclusion within myself, I look at Safuru’s desperate face and resolve to accept it. I will continue to have sex with Safuru forever. I will lick and nurture this tiny partner within my vagina. Because I am an elf and he is a dragon, we can enjoy ourselves in such a way that spans a vast length of time. The very thought of it makes me feel an unbearable happiness, a profound comfort. And so, Safuru scatters his seed within the girl. “Ugh… u, uaaa…♪” There is no such thing as restraint. She does nothing but gorge on pleasure, unable to resist, letting it all spill out. Yet, even the boy’s pathetic state of lust is precious to her. The bliss of his thick, viscous semen being shot directly into her vagina… Rika feels that sensation, and even the passion dwelling within the semen itself… her tremors reach a peak, and she completely comes. “Mmmmnnnn…♪” Lust and affection. Though the two are still far too young in terms of their races to truly understand one another deeply, even so, they are deeply connected and share their feelings through the medium of sex.
Some days later. “Ahem. …Boy.” “U-Uwah?! Put some clothes on, you!!” Encountering Airi once again, Safuru felt ashamed that his penis immediately reacted to her overwhelming, naked physique. He protested while clutching his crotch. Airy, unconcerned, stated her business. “Regarding… that place where you two exert yourselves every day. It is far too close to the town… well, you are being watched from time to time. Why not try doing your business a little further away next time?” “W-We’re being watched…?” “A dragon would likely notice, but… it is that pair of humans and ogres, the ones who love to peep.” “U-Uwaaaaaah!” “When I casually call out to them, they change their focus… but I cannot always rush to your aid.” “Th-Thank you for your… continued support…” Unexpectedly, Safuru had been being looked after by a nymphomaniac.