A Night of Indulgence and Its Morning After
It's better to drink in moderation, they say. "Haaang!" Her body trembled violently before collapsing directly onto Jenkinson beneath her. Her swollen breasts were crushed against his firm muscles, and Jenkinson, still holding her in his arms, rose up and hardened his member once more.
"Wait...! Ngh! Give me just a little time to rest... haaang!"
Grabbing her waist as she panicked, Jenkinson sat facing her and began moving his hips. Every time his shaft prodded deep inside her, her sensitive body reacted instantly. Jenkinson lightly grasped her beautiful breasts, which were bouncing right before his eyes.
"You, you...! Stop it. Hngh! Stop it already! Haaang!"
To silence her protests, Jenkinson gently bit down on her nipple. Each time he did, her body would twitch, and the entrance below would clench around him even tighter. Unlike her mouth, that lower one still seemed eager for more.
Splurt!
At that moment, Jenkinson released inside her, and Limia trembled as she collapsed into his embrace.
"You...! I told you to wait a little... didn't you hear me?"
"You? You're younger than me. So you."
Twitch!
At his pointed remark, Limia's body flinched. After pondering for a long while, she finally opened her mouth.
"Th-then... what if I call you... Oppa?"
Oppa... It really didn't suit her at all. He couldn't even imagine the word coming from her lips. Even as he thought that, a mischievous impulse stirred in Jenkinson. Seeing her like this, she was actually quite cute. A woman bigger than himself being cute... Honestly, he couldn't quite understand why he felt that way about himself. Was it because they'd mingled their bodies? Or... was it simply the alcohol?
He couldn't figure it out himself, but with the lingering effects of drink still clouding his mind, Jenkinson answered playfully.
"I'd like that."
Of course, he hadn't suggested it with any real expectation. It was ridiculous for someone like her to call anyone "Oppa" in the first place. But... at his words, Limia pondered with a serious expression before quietly opening her mouth.
"...Jenkinson Oppa."
It was a very small voice, but she had clearly called him Oppa. Jenkinson's ears naturally caught it, yet...
"Hm? Your voice is so quiet I couldn't hear it."
He deliberately pretended not to hear. With a sly grin, Jenkinson lifted her up in his arms.
"There's no way you didn't hea— whoa!"
Limia's eyes widened at the sudden action of being hoisted up. She had never imagined he could lift her so easily. In that moment, she realized anew...
"Your strength is ridiculously monstrous."
Even by her standards, this man's power was abnormal. Why was he so strong? Was it due to magic reinforcement? As she pondered this while resting quietly in his arms, Jenkinson, who had naturally carried her toward the wall, answered.
"I never thought I'd hear that from anyone, let alone you..."
Thrust!
"Hngh!"
Suddenly grabbing both her legs and spreading them wide as he thrust inside, his action left Limia flustered. Without thinking, she clung tightly to Jenkinson. Feeling the soft press of her breasts against him, he slowly moved his hips and continued.
"I'm quite strong in that way too. You'd better prepare yourself."
"Th-that kind of strength too?"
Why is he so virile? Don't men usually finish after one round?
Flustered by his words, she thought that even as she hugged him with all her might.
She's completely melted now.
While toying with her loosened expression, Jenkinson thought to himself. If he came inside her one more time, she might get pregnant, but...
Well, if it happens, it can't be helped.
With the alcohol still in his system, Jenkinson wasn't thinking too deeply. If it happened, he'd simply see it as the will of the gods and take responsibility. With that mindset, he released inside her once more.
Splurt! Splurt!
"Haa... haa..."
Watching her pant heavily while nestled in his arms made him start to harden again, but...
Well, maybe this is enough?
He had to wake up early tomorrow. Thinking that, Jenkinson kissed her parted lips and carefully laid her down on the bed. He decided to be satisfied for tonight and let her rest.
Her body, drenched in sweat, glistened even more as it reflected the light from the lantern.
"Haa... haa... Is it really over? Oppa."
With a somewhat exhausted face, she asked while catching her breath. Jenkinson froze. He had originally intended to stop here. But... the word she had casually let slip at the end made his member stand at attention once more.
Oppa... The way it had naturally flowed from her lips strangely stimulated his masculinity.
"I was going to end it here... but I guess I can't."
Squeeze.
Roughly kneading her breasts, Jenkinson looked into her eyes and said,
"This is all your fault."
"Wh-what? W-wait! Hngh! Stop! Stop it!"
Even as she cried out for him to please stop, her body faithfully prepared itself to accept him. Seeing this, Jenkinson grabbed her legs and spread them apart.
"W-wait? We can do more later, so let's rest a bit. Okay? I just came not long ago... mmpf!"
Jenkinson silenced her continued protests with his lips.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
The fierce kiss continued, and Jenkinson's hands gently stroked down her body before naturally grasping her legs. After that, he gripped her luscious thighs and thrust into her roughly. In response, she clenched around his shaft even tighter while nibbling at his lips with her own.
Though her mouth said she didn't want it, her body continued to grip him tightly, revealing her true feelings. The two of them mingled like that for a long while, surrendering to a lust that showed no sign of drying up.
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"...As expected, it's better to drink in moderation."
A rather late morning. Upon waking and grasping the full situation, I clutched my forehead and muttered to myself. The memories of last night were flashing through my mind. The passionate night the two of us had shared, and all the conversations we'd had. I'd gone mad. Completely insane. What the hell had I done? Of all people, I'd slept with that woman. And I'd released so much inside her that if she got pregnant, I'd have nothing to say for myself. If she really did conceive, considering her family, failing to take responsibility would cause a massive problem.
I'd always intended to take responsibility if I got someone pregnant, but... I never imagined it would be her.
Marriage, huh...
I suddenly craved a cigarette again, but for now I calmly got out of bed, drank some water, and thought it over. I'd never really considered what would happen after she died. Returning to the bed, I looked down at Limia. She was still completely naked, lost in dreamland. I gently stroked her hair as she slept so soundly and found myself smiling.
It was strange. Even though I'd already done it, I didn't feel any overwhelming sense of worry. Perhaps... I hadn't actually disliked this woman that much.
Thinking that, I muttered inwardly.
Well, it can't be helped now.
What was done was done. There was no point in regretting it. With that, I got up, washed myself lightly, and prepared to leave. If she was pregnant, she'd probably contact her family. That's what I figured.
"...Are you leaving?"
It was then. Limia, who seemed to have just woken up with slightly sleepy eyes, asked while looking at me. I nodded.
"Of course... I have work to do now, don't I? Lady Limia."
At my formal address, Limia's eyes widened before she smiled in understanding. Was it just my imagination, or did her face look a little... sad?
"Right... of course."
Her expression seemed somehow lonely, and it tugged at my heart. It bothered me. So... I added one more thing.
"Then let's meet again next time, Limia."
"!"
When I called her by name and promised a next time, Limia's eyes widened before she smiled and replied.
"Yeah, see you next time. Jenkinson Oppa."
Oppa... huh. Her gentle smile strangely warmed a corner of my heart.
Not bad, actually.
Maybe it was because I'd rarely been called Oppa by anyone? It didn't feel bad at all.
Yeah, we can just meet again next time.
After all, I could see her whenever I wanted. With that thought, I left the inn. The sky outside was clear, and my head, now free of its hangover, felt clear too. With somewhat lighter steps, I headed toward the station where the train bound for the Holy Kingdom waited.
Alright, time to head out again...
For now, I'd return to the Holy Kingdom and hear what Her Holiness had to say. Just as I began walking with that in mind...
Coo! Coo!
I smiled at the sight of Gugu, my superior's pet pigeon, who had come to greet me on my way to the station. Only then did it truly sink in. It was time to return... to my original duties.
So I smiled as I read the directive Gugu had brought.
[You read the contents, right? Her Holiness wrote down what she wanted to tell you, so make sure you memorize it.]
I nodded toward my superior, who was speaking through Gugu, and answered lightly.
"Understood. Yoqheim, then. I just need to link up with those two friends there, correct?"
The next mission location was Yoqheim. It seemed I was to join up with those two burdens there. I tore up the directive, burned it cleanly, and turned on my heel. My new destination was the frozen land of Yoqheim, a country of ice. It looked like I'd be helping those there who needed the Goddess's aid.