Cockblockers Appear While I'm Eating Pussy
"Oh, by the way—when you're resetting your body, is there anything I absolutely shouldn't touch?"
The question had just popped into my head, so I asked Mari.
Body reset. Sounded like serious business, but I had no real sense of how much shock it could take.
Worst-case scenario: I'm carrying her for safety and the whole thing fails just because I put my hands on her. That would be a disaster.
"As long as it isn't massive blood loss or a wound that would be fatal to life functions, there is no problem."
"That's a ridiculously loose standard…"
I'd honestly thought I had to treat her like someone with a neck injury from a car crash.
Did I even need to be careful? Honestly, if I just hid my identity and crashed at an inn for a night, we could pick right back up.
"However, the reset process consumes holy power, so it draws the attention of beings that carry demonic energy."
"And you're telling me the important part now?"
"If the conditions are not met, I will refuse, so it is fine."
Talk about zero social skills—no wonder she felt like an AI. And looking at it now, this wasn't hide-and-seek. It was a tower-defense game.
Still, that made the Forbidden Area feel like a decent choice.
And that had been part of the conversation we had before we reached the Forbidden Area.
Remembering it, I came back to the present and looked down at Mari.
"Mari. Mari? You really asleep?"
"…"
I called her name, but only silence answered. Not satisfied, I slapped her cheeks a couple times. Still nothing.
No reaction. Exactly the reaction I wanted. I didn't even try to hide my grin as I lowered my head.
"Mind if I eat this pussy?"
Why was I eating pussy? Because after jerking off until I passed out, I woke up to Mari lying there looking so fucking hot I couldn't help myself.
"Alright then—pussy time. Churrrrrrp♡ Schlorp♡ Schloooorp♡"
I put everything I had into making the filthiest wet sounds possible.
Food is supposed to please the mouth, sure, but the nose and eyes deserve a good time too.
I mashed my nose flat against her clit, shoved my tongue as deep as it would go, and slowly swirled it clockwise inside her, tasting every inch of Mari's cunt.
Round and round♡ Spinning, spinning♡♡ Faster, faster, faster♡♡♡♡
I sped up the rotation. Juices started to flow. Smiling, I switched directions and worked my tongue even harder.
For the record, the taste of a sharp office girl's thoroughly perverted cunt juice was something special.
Schloooorp♡ Schlurp-schlurp-schlurp-schlurp♡♡♡
I sucked for all I was worth, turning Mari's pussy into a vulgar little orchestra just to entertain my ears.
"Oof—ngh♡"
Sssssssssss—
"Ack! My eyes…!"
Part of Mari's squirting hit me square in the eye. The pure animal panic of something foreign in my eye made me flail like an idiot.
For a second I checked whether the shock had woken her.
Eyes still closed. Aside from the little moan, she looked exactly the same as when she was sleeping.
"Scared the shit out of me. Still, at least I know she can react. Not bad."
"Of course. Better to fillet a live fish than one that's already dead and not moving!"
"Yeah, yeah! You get it!"
I nodded along to the voice behind me—and at the exact same moment my nipples went hypersensitive and my knees started shaking from pure terror.
Fuck. I did not want to turn around. But I had to turn around and check. Suddenly every horror-game and horror-movie protagonist made perfect sense.
I'd laid Holy Shields around the bed the moment my holy power recovered, but scary is still scary.
I slowly turned my head.
And there they were—Graces, all of them grinning.
Yes. Graces. Plural.
One was pregnant. One was wearing the restraint gear from the mare event. One was pregnant and strapped to a board as a living shield. One had been turned into a limbless onahole and was staring up at me.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
I jumped so hard I fell clean off the bed. Landing on my head hurt, which felt weirdly good, but my womb was screaming in terror and demanding I do something right fucking now.
Moving like a monkey in heat, I scrambled on all fours, snatched the staff beside the bed, then pulled a one-handed sword from my inventory for extra firepower.
"What the hell are you?! You weren't reacting at all until a second ago!"
If they reacted to holy power, they should have woken the instant Philotes showed up.
"Aah, don't be scared. We simply woke up for a moment, drawn by that filthy, lewd aura of yours."
The pig-nosed Grace with the nose hook rubbed her tits against the Holy Shield as she spoke.
"…Fuck me. Just say you woke up because of an outsider or the holy power."
White lies are basic social skills. Though whether these bitches even had social lives was another question.
Anyway, I needed to figure out what they wanted.
"Get to the point. You want me to suck you off too? Or do you want to suck me?"
"Yes!"
They answered in perfect unison. I had nothing left to say.
Normally this is where someone says "that's fine too, but we have other business" or "later." This was not easy.
"……You all backed up or something? When I get backed up my brain turns to mush."
Coming to the Forbidden Area had cooled me down a little. If this had been the road-clearing crew, I would've been face-fucking Mari from start to finish.
"Backed up? When you get horny, don't you just spread your legs?"
"If the conditions are right, sure, but the world doesn't run on your schedule. You have to improvise—no, just get to the fucking point! We're still stuck on small talk and can't even reach the main topic."
Seriously. At this rate the conversation would keep going nowhere until Mari woke up and we'd just end up fucking the whole time.
"Then please listen! Our deep-seated grie—"
"Skip. Three-line summary."
The second I heard that opening line I developed a terminal illness that would kill me if I didn't get a three-line summary.
"Ugh! Trash!"
"Even demons listen to last words!"
"Rude enough to attack during a transformation!"
Right on cue, the Graces started heckling from every direction. I casually tossed my weapons onto the bed, covered one eye with one hand, and held the other out toward them.
"Ugh, I'm getting dizzy, so just give me the opportunity already. I'll handle it like paperwork, okay?"
"Haa… Fine. It's our fault for launching into a sob story when we just met. Let's just fuck and get it over with."
"You said you'd give me an opportunity."
"That opportunity only unlocks after we fuck."
This was genuinely ridiculous. Whatever motivation I still had evaporated on the spot.
Might as well be a pain in the ass. I flopped flat on the bed.
"…What are you doing?"
"That's a hassle too. Skip."
Honestly, everything had become a hassle. The earlier scare had calmed my womb down; it would probably stay quiet for about ten minutes.
For those ten minutes I planned to lie here and knead Mari's tits. The Graces, though, looked thoroughly flustered. They huddled together whispering, while the limbless onahole Graces had to crawl or roll and were late to the huddle.
They look so pathetic whispering like that.
True to game-character form, they were cooking up some cliché scheme.
Maybe I'll take a nap.
I'd just woken up, but I was certain I could fall asleep happily watching these idiots.
"We've reached a conclusion."
"Oh? What is it?"
"We're going to rape you."
"Wha—?"
I blanked for a full second, then rolled off the bed and grabbed my weapons.
KRAAANG!
At the same instant, the Grace at the front swung her fist and my Holy Shield shattered like cheap glass.
"Hey! Aren't you supposed to be meat toilets?! Why the hell do your punches hit this hard?!"
"Even meat toilets are high-spec these days! Just quietly accept our aura!"
Another Grace flung a red rope at me. That was the rope they used for turtle-shell bondage. I had to keep it from wrapping around me. Reflexively I raised my sword.
Whirrr!
The red rope coiled around the blade. The Grace yanked, and we locked into a tug-of-war. One wrong move and I'd lose the sword.
"Hahaha! Just stay still and—Uwaaaaagh!"
Whoooosh!
The sword whistled past her head by a hair. No time to be disappointed about the miss. I immediately pulled a war hammer from my inventory and charged the Grace who'd fallen over.
Thwip-thwip-thwip!
"Oh no!"
But right before I reached her, tree roots burst through the floor and coiled around my body, locking me in place.
I looked at the pack of Graces and spotted the one holding a staff that was glowing with light.
"Holy Arr—!"
"Not happening."
The instant I tried to cast Holy Arrow, one of the Graces pressed herself flush against me from below. No presence at all. She'd closed the distance without a sound.
THUD!
"Uwoooooogh♡♡♡♡ My woooomb♡♡♡♡"
A vicious abortion punch slammed straight into my uterus. The impact flipped my eyes back, forced an orgasm out of me, and I couldn't stop my eyelids from sliding shut.