Chapter 34
Chapter 34
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: Elf's Archery Lesson and the Witch's Jealousy
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I learned elven archery from Diana.
Elves, called the race of bows and spirits, were indeed different.
A total newbie like me could get the hang of it in no time after just a little practice.
But this elf... her teaching style was pretty damn blatant.
"Look. When correcting posture like this..."
"Here, let's pull back the waist and arms a bit? Good."
She kept pressing her breasts right up against my arms or back.
And it didn't stop there—she blatantly rubbed against me, so I could feel her nipples.
Pretending to correct my form, she'd lightly stroke my abs and thighs in passing.
'Wow. Kirke's the same, but this elf's hands are ridiculously soft.'
Under the excuse of teaching me archery, she deliberately shoved her body against mine over and over.
Her soft, full breasts and hands kept brushing my skin.
It might pass as coincidence.
But it happened almost every single time.
'No way you need to stick this close just to teach posture.'
If you asked if I hated it... hell no.
I got to enjoy a voluptuous woman's body, so thank you very much.
'Plus, her outfit is insane.'
Sports bra and training pants.
Pretty revealing on their own.
But on a body like Diana's? Straight-up crazy.
She even subtly thrust out her hips to emphasize them.
Every time, my cock throbbed hard.
'Big tits and wide hips really suit anything.'
Those breasts jiggling with every move.
Look at the smooth curves of her hips and legs.
This was basically her begging to get fucked.
"How's it feel? Getting it now?"
"Yeah, after a few tries, I'm starting to get the knack."
Still, neither of us called out her outfit or the constant touching outright.
Diana seemed like she was testing the waters herself.
Pointing it out right now would just make things awkward.
'Honestly, I'd love to fuck her right here.'
But we both had spouses.
That hesitation lingered in Diana's heart.
'Hmm, guilt toward her husband.'
She's not satisfied with her marriage.
But casual cheating without a thought pricks her conscience.
'She looks every bit the sex-crazed slut, but damn if she doesn't have some strong notions of chastity. Elves like that?'
She clearly wants to get physical with me.
But like this, even if the mood hits or I push, she'll balk at the crucial moment.
Of course, I don't mind that side of her.
No—it's hotter that way. Turns me on even more.
The stronger the mental resistance, the bigger the conquest rush when you finally fuck her.
'...A married woman torn by her conscience but unable to fully deny her desires. This elf is seriously hot.'
That just made my cock throb harder.
A married elf slut begging for my cum like this.
"You're picking it up faster than most elves. Got some real talent there."
"Even among humans, I was known as a genius."
"...Shouldn't you say it's 'cause your master's such a great teacher?"
"Absorbing that great teaching so well—that's my talent too."
"Pfft! Keep talking like that. You'd just float around mouth-up if you fell in the water."
"Kirke's said the same thing."
"......Hng~ Oh, has she?"
Mentioning Kirke like that made her jealousy flare up openly. Cute as hell.
I'm dropping her name on purpose now and then to poke at those feelings.
"Ugh, ahem! Anyway, my shoulders are killing me."
"Arms last time, shoulders now?"
"Hey, look at these tits. You think carrying these around doesn't make my shoulders ache?"
Diana lifted her breasts with her own hands, putting them on full display.
Handling tits bigger than her head like that? Pure eroticism.
'...Those things have insane bounce.'
Gripping them tight while creampieing her would feel fucking amazing.
In terms of pure elasticity, she's the best I've seen.
'I've seen her in underwear, but never the bare tits.'
Maybe 'cause of that super-revealing outfit.
The fact that the key parts stay hidden just teases me more.
'Especially since she highlights them on purpose.'
Diana struck poses that flaunted her breasts, legs, and ass all the time.
Right now, too—she was doing it to catch my eyes.
She lacked the resolve to fully betray her husband, but she craved my attention anyway.
The type who loves a man's gaze devouring her sexy body.
'Gotta fuck this elf ASAP.'
Women like her fall fast with just a little nudge.
With all the goodwill built up, add my magic and power, and she'll drown in ecstasy quick.
"Aah~ Any apprentices around to rub my shoulders?"
That was tomorrow's problem.
For now, time to touch her up and get her addicted to my hands bit by bit.
"Want me to give it a go?"
"Oh~ Really? You don't have to~"
Saying that, Diana had already plopped down into position.
I smirked at how obvious she was and moved behind her to knead her shoulders.
"Mmm~"
The sound echoing out was lewder than most women's moans.
Diana's voice was pretty to begin with, but her moans? Succubus-level.
Exaggerating a bit, I could probably jerk off just to that voice.
"Haa... so good... ngh...♥"
Of course, part of it was my touch genuinely feeling amazing.
No acting—she was straight-up savoring the pleasure.
"...Your hands just feel weirdly good."
"I've always been handy. Especially at making women moan."
"Pervert. That's sexual harassment."
Rough words, but Diana was grinning.
She even leaned back into me naturally, like begging for more.
'No way she could hate it.'
Even Great Witch Kirke was hooked on these hands.
Thanks to my magic's nature, long-lived women like her can't resist skinship with me.
'Alright, then... slowly...'
My hands slid up from her shoulders little by little.
Grazing her nape lightly before reaching those pointy elven ears.
Diana's body jolted hard in that instant.
Not just her face—her breasts and waist shifted too.
'Ears are the weak spot, as expected.'
Her erogenous zones were crystal clear to my eyes already.
Sensitive spots like that aren't usually fair game... but...
Diana kept twitching all over, but she didn't stop me.
Just like a woman enjoying a masseuse grazing her ass.
Taking that as the green light,
I slowly caressed her earlobe and the edge of her ear.
"Hng... haa..."
Excited breaths were spilling from Diana's lips now.
Her ears flushed red, cheeks heating up.
Anybody could see this woman was aroused.
"Eut... ngh...?"
She was probably the most confused of all.
Even if it was her sensitive ears, she couldn't believe it felt this good.
'Bet she's loving a sensation that blows masturbation out of the water.'
Even Kirke goes limp when I touch her.
For a first-timer like Diana, she had no clue how to handle it.
"Ah... huaa...♥"
Right around when sweet moans filled the air from Diana's mouth,
and sweat started beading on her neck and back.
"......Fun, looks like?"
A voice suddenly came from behind.
I turned to see Kirke standing there, smiling sweetly.
Radiating a seriously ominous vibe.
"Hmmng~"
Kirke was in an extra good mood today.
She'd reaffirmed her love with Kal last night.
'...My husband's as incredible as ever yesterday.'
Kal's sex style shifted in all sorts of ways.
Sometimes he'd tie her up and make her beg sadistically.
Other times, it was so tender her head spun in ecstasy.
That back-and-forth left her unable to forget the pleasure, drawing her deeper every time.
Yesterday was pure sweetness.
When he hugged her tight and whispered love in her ear, her heart nearly burst.
'...My feelings for him just keep growing stronger.'
A husband she'd taken out of duty as Great Witch—to bear a child.
She couldn't deny the early days were half pity, half guilt.
But after all those nights tangled together... now just thinking of him made her heart race and her pussy drip.
"Fuu, honestly."
Sex every single night, and daytime sessions were more common than not.
Her body constantly heating up felt strange.
'...Though it's all 'cause it feels so damn good♥'
Partly, it was the bitch-in-heat affection sex had bred in her.
But the overwhelming pleasure drowned out even that.
The point was, Kirke's feelings for Kal kept deepening.
Her body long since conditioned to crave his cock—no question there.
'...Maybe I'll drop by during the day today.'
Lost in those thoughts while walking the hall,
something caught her eye out the window.
Kal and Diana, shooting arrows all cozy-like.
Kirke's face twisted in a scowl.
'What the hell are they doing all chummy like that?'
She'd already heard Kal was learning archery from Diana.
Praised his humble attitude in asking.
But did they need to stand that close?
That slutty elf was even brushing up against Kal.
'Outrageous! No need to get that intimate...!'
Her gut boiled over.
Even just seeing them together pissed her off.
That emotion hit its limit when Kal started massaging Diana's shoulders.
Daring to make another woman's husband rub her down!
Kirke didn't even consider the stairs—she leaped straight out the window.
Magic lightened her body for a soft landing.
Kal spotted her and turned at almost the exact same moment.
"......Fun, looks like?"
Kirke might not have realized it herself.
But that voice was icy as a winter gale.