Chapter 163: Creating an Opportunity - 4
Chapter 163: Creating an Opportunity - 4
Morning.
Jiha looked down at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms, then pressed his arm over his eyes.
"......Mm."
A broken arm, getting completely drunk, and then spending the whole night with a woman.
He'd received healing, but he'd still overdone it.
Well, the overexertion had been worth it.
Because the blue-haired demon nestled in his arms was fast asleep.
When Jiha contentedly slid her long hair between his fingers, she frowned and shook her head faintly.
"Nnn......."
Letting out a soft moan, Asira opened her eyes and stared up at Jiha blankly.
Then, as if recalling the events of the previous night, her face flushed bright red and she lowered her head.
She pulled the blanket up to her shoulders, hiding her belated embarrassment. Jiha asked flatly,
"Awake?"
"......Yeah."
Asira wasn't sure what else to say and simply nodded.
She was watching his face carefully.
Jiha grabbed her horn and pulled her closer.
"Asira."
"Wh-what, ah......."
He pulled her in by force and pressed her face against his lower body.
His cock was already rigid and standing tall again in the morning.
Seeing it fully revived after all they'd done during the night, Asira looked horrified.
Into her gaping mouth, his shaft pushed inside quite naturally.
"Mmph. Mmphh."
"Hoooo......."
Jiha grabbed Asira's horns, held her head firmly in place, and steadied his breathing.
Her mouth stuffed full, Asira floundered, not knowing how to handle it.
Her face was a mess of confusion. Jiha gripped her horns and forced her head to move.
Her tongue and lips pressed and grazed his shaft, sending a thick wave of pleasure surging through him.
"Mm. Hoo,"
"......Schlrp. Schlrp."
Forced to take him into her mouth, Asira tried her best even through the confusion.
She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to move her tongue, tightening her lips the way she'd learned the night before.
Jiha watched with satisfaction as the female knight pressed against him moved her head despite the discomfort.
Doing this first thing in the morning was one of a man's fantasies.
And he needed to push Asira a little forcefully.
She was also the kind of woman who secretly liked that sort of thing.
"Schlrp. Schlrp. Hah, ahh......."
He subtly loosened his grip on her horns, but Asira didn't even notice and kept sucking him in a daze.
The tip of his rigid shaft, the glans, caught between her lips—the sensation of her pursing and sucking, her tongue darting and licking—sent jolts of pleasure shooting up his spine.
When a man forced her into something, she ultimately couldn't refuse.
'Not that she does this with just any man, of course....'
It was because Asira had fallen for Jiha.
She just hadn't shown her true feelings because she saw him as Yura's man.
But when Jiha pushed hard, she eventually couldn't suppress her heart and followed him like this.
"Nnn, mm......."
Jiha kept his grip on her horns and thrust his hips up.
As his shaft rampaged inside her mouth, Asira stopped moving and squeezed her eyes shut.
The rigid rod pressed against her palate and went deep into her throat; it was almost too much to bear.
Schluuuck!
Jiha grabbed Asira's horns and abruptly pulled out of her mouth.
Roughly handled, Asira coughed and gasped for breath.
"Cough, haaah, haaah......."
Saliva dripped from her dazedly parted lips, a glistening strand still linking her mouth to his manhood; it quivered with every shudder Asira gave before snapping.
It had to be intensely uncomfortable, but Asira showed no real signs of disliking it.
If anything, the only thing she seemed worried about was that his shaft was still rock-hard, and that she hadn't yet satisfied him.
Jiha took hold of Asira's arm and pulled her up.
"Ah, ngh....... Just a moment."
"Listen while we go."
Jiha spoke one-sidedly and positioned Asira to straddle him, legs spread.
Whether she was awkward in the cowgirl position or not—it was her first time—Jiha adjusted his posture.
He took his shaft, already dripping with saliva, and brought it to Asira's slit.
The vulva hidden between her pale blue thighs was...... slightly wet.
"......."
There are women who genuinely prefer a man to be a bit coercive.
At Jiha's grin, Asira's cheeks flushed anew.
She didn't say anything, but she was mortified.
Jiha gripped his shaft and slowly pushed it inside.
"Ngh, nnnnnh......."
The female knight, penetrated so early in the morning, threw her chin up and trembled.
Her full breasts swayed.
When Jiha instinctively grasped one, Asira shuddered and looked down at him shyly.
"......It's morning."
The situation: Jiha demanding more the moment he opened his eyes.
She didn't seem to hate it.
It was probably a rebound from secretly feeling downhearted, thinking she lacked charm as a woman.
Knead. Knead.
With his shaft halfway inside, Jiha massaged Asira's breasts while savoring the hot, clenching pressure of her vagina.
Then he took hold of her waist and made her lie down on top of him.
"Ah, aaah......."
Asira trembled as she let out a pleasure-laced sigh.
Peck.
With his length still buried inside her, Jiha stroked the top of her head and pressed a kiss there.
A touch that seemed rough yet was secretly this gentle.
Asira accepted it docilely, breathing a trembling sigh.
Without moving, Jiha whispered into Asira's long ear.
"Stay by my side from now on, Asira."
"That is......."
"Don't say no. I'm not going to make you do anything right away. Just tell me things when I ask."
Jiha fully intended to keep Asira close and put her to work.
Her charm as a woman was outstanding, but she was also a general who had swept across battlefields, the ace Blue Seal sent to the front lines in wartime.
He might have tamed her physically, but if he ordered her to betray Blue Seal outright, Asira wouldn't easily accept it.
Her character was too decent, so turning her would require real effort.
"What are you trying to do......."
Asira had read Jiha's ulterior motives and sighed.
She mistakenly believed she didn't excel much as a woman, but as a warrior, it was entirely different.
She'd realized Jiha had his eyes on her value on the battlefield and her command ability.
Jiha tickled Asira's ear with his tongue as he spoke.
"I said I won't make you do anything right now. Just give me advice."
"Nnnngh....... Ah......."
As Asira hesitated, Jiha's manhood pierced slowly deeper into her inner flesh.
The demon woman lying on top of him, her breasts pressed against his chest, flinched and trembled.
Jiha savored Asira's insides, moving very slowly, and whispered.
"Just follow me from now on."
"......Ha, ah aht."
Asira looked at Jiha with dewy, hesitant eyes.
Jiha stopped thrusting and looked back at her quietly.
"......."
When their eyes met, Asira was the one to lower her gaze first.
Realizing she could never defy him.
Jiha lifted his head and lightly kissed Asira.
"I'll make sure you and Yura both come out fine. Got it?"
"......."
"Good girl? Answer properly."
When Jiha demanded it with a smile, Asira gave a small nod.
Jiha lightly bit the tip of her ear.
"Eep. Nngh. Ah......."
As Jiha kept focusing on her ear, Asira shuddered and hunched her shoulders.
The tone of her voice was pleased. Jiha continued to torment her ear and whispered.
"Just trust me and follow along."
"Ah, ah. Nngh. Hnnngh......."
Jiha grabbed Asira's ass and thrust up into her.
Each time he bucked his hips, the female knight sharing her body with him early in the morning trembled and sobbed piteously.
As her sweet feminine moans flowed out, her heated tunnel clenched tight, urging him to fuck her harder and faster.
"Hoo, hooooh......."
With the urgent need of morning wood, he probably wouldn't last very long.
The satisfaction of having taken hold of Asira, the sense of achievement that she could now only tremble and gasp on top of him whenever he thrust, made his cock even harder.
"Ah, ah. Ah. Aaaah. Aaahn."
Asira couldn't even close her mouth; she just trembled and gasped helplessly every time Jiha thrust.
Not knowing where to put her arms, she abruptly clung to Jiha's head and convulsed.
The woman who'd lamented her lack of charm, dragged along by force by the man she'd secretly held in her heart, ultimately submitted and came into his arms on her own.
Feeling deeply satisfied, Jiha bucked his hips faster.
Between the female knight's wide-spread legs, his dark cock plunged in and out, coated in thick honey.
"Ah, nngh. Nngh. Hnnnnh."
Asira shook her head from side to side, trembling violently.
Every time Jiha thrust up in quick succession, her inner walls clenched and she gasped mindlessly.
The night before could be dismissed as getting swept away, but now it was morning and she was clear-headed.
Receiving such demands so early in the morning was embarrassing, yet...... she was immensely pleased.
Jiha wanting her wasn't empty words.
Knowing that he craved her this much, a secret sense of superiority welled up, soaking her body completely.
"Ahk. Ahhng. Nnngh. Hnnnnnngh!!"
Asira threw her chin up, trembling violently.
Her inner flesh clamped down tight, and moments later, Jiha, buried deep inside her, shuddered and came as well.
Gush! Splurt-splurt-splurt!
He'd come the moment he woke up in the morning—having made her ride him and thrusting up into her—the pleasure of releasing inside her after sending her over the edge made Jiha sigh in bliss.
"......."
Asira was frozen, her mouth open, unable to breathe properly.
Spluuurt.
After one more spurt, her inner walls gradually loosened.
Asira's climax, which had surged and subsided for some time, ended, and she collapsed limply on top of Jiha.
"Hak, haak, haaah, aaaah......."
She breathed raggedly, as if the breath she'd been holding had finally found release.
Drip.
Still buried inside her, his cock twitched as it pumped out the last of his semen.
"Nngh, nnngh."
As if feeling it, Asira let out a belated, bashful moan.
Still catching her ragged breath, she carefully looked at Jiha's face.
"......Is your arm all right?"
"......."
Worrying that his body might have gotten hurt, even now.
Jiha was both surprised and impressed.
Was this kind of goodness foolish?
Virtue attracted people and made them follow.
He could roughly guess why Asira was so active and renowned on the battlefield.
"It felt so good I forgot about it."
"I'm glad......."
Asira spoke without thinking, then quickly closed her mouth as if realizing her mistake.
But Jiha could see it clearly.
That Asira, who lacked confidence as a woman, could finally breathe a sigh of relief now that Jiha had been satisfied.
"......."
Their eyes met once more.
Asira's face was hesitant.
She wanted to kiss him, but she couldn't bring herself to initiate it.
So Jiha leaned in first.
Chuup.
A light kiss.
His lips pressed against Asira's soft, full lips and then pulled away.
After repeating that lightly a few times, Jiha parted his lips and waited.
Peck.
The hesitant Asira kissed Jiha very carefully.
As if to say she would follow him from now on.