Chapter 5 : Happening (4)

Hot.

That was the first sensation Agnes felt.

What she felt next was a thrill. No, it was the feeling of being scorched by a strong electric current. These were the sensations that surged up her spine the moment her carefully guarded purity faded away.

Agnes felt her mind momentarily bleach completely white.

Even though Deltain hadn't shown any movement yet, she was already struggling with just the penetration, gasping for air.

Even taking a deep breath was impossible. Drawing out her breath would surely entail relaxing her body, but Agnes's body was already out of control and unable to manage its own tension.

"I haven't even started yet."

Agnes felt her jaw trembling as she rolled her eyes. There was Deltain, looking down at her with a sneer as if she were insignificant.

It was a smile truly characteristic of him. Agnes felt herself involuntarily submitting to that smile and his haughty gaze.

She couldn't help but realize it. The reality that no matter how much she provoked him and tried to be on top, he was the one who would ultimately win. That she was nothing but a lowly creature who could do nothing once he turned away.

Agnes liked that very much. So, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Deltain's neck. And she said,

"You are my first. And I am your first."

This had to be seen as a declaration. It was like reiterating an absolute, unchanging truth.

Agnes branded Deltain once again.

"And for me, you will be the last."

The response to that was different from usual.

"Don't state the obvious."

Deltain lowered his head and kissed Agnes's ear.

"I don't have a hobby of sharing my things with others."

Agnes wrapped her legs around Deltain's waist. Combined with her arms already wrapped around his body, the completed posture was one of Agnes clinging to Deltain.

"I like that."

"I don't know about after I dump you, though."

"Even if you dump me, I won't leave. I'll use everything I have to bind you to me. If that doesn't work, I'll just die. Right in front of you."

Agnes's smile was full of laughter. However, Deltain couldn't bring himself to think this was just a joke.

The irrational obsession Agnes showed, bewitched by the Devil's Temptation, made him think she might actually do what she just said.

"So tell me you love me."

"No."

"Tell me you'll only love me."

"Fuck off."

Agnes couldn't move rashly. So, she bit Deltain's ear as if pouting.

Even just that gave Agnes stimulation.

Because in a position where the inside of her vagina was filled without a gap, she could feel his penis with even the slightest movement. She could feel the protruding veins, the bent shape, and even the movements.

Even though she was so tightly plugged that she couldn't spill anything, Agnes felt sticky fluid leaking from inside her vagina.

"It feels good... Hng! Ah... No, should I say it feels good?"

"What are you saying?"

"I feel like... like a toy. Thinking that I'll be used however you want and then discarded. It's exciting and heartbreaking."

"You're a real crazy bitch."

Deltain let out a dry laugh. At that movement, Agnes let out moans like 'Hic!' 'Kyaah!' Deltain felt the spasms that occurred every time she jolted.

He was pretending to be fine, but as this was Deltain's first experience in his life, the stimulation that came with it was bound to be unfamiliar.

The vagina tightening around his own, the soft skin felt as she clung to him, and even the feeling of her tongue still licking his ear—everything was fueling his excitement.

So, Deltain decided to start moving his waist. He judged that it would be pathetic to ejaculate just from keeping it inside.

"I'm moving now."

"Wait... Haaah...!"

Thrust.

As Deltain thrust his waist once, Agnes's back arched. The body that had been binding Deltain the whole time was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠being pickled in pleasure, losing its strength.

It was a flailing movement. Agnes's legs could no longer wrap around Deltain's waist and were struggling, brushing against his thighs. Her hands were also ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠clawing at Deltain's back, desperate to hold on, but they fell away with the next movement.

From Deltain's perspective, it was as gentle a movement as possible. Even though he wanted to thrust harder, she couldn't handle it, so he was suppressing himself and moving softly.

Of course, Agnes, who found even that overwhelming, was thrashing like a madwoman and letting out moans.

"Hic... Eugh... Hng...!"

Tears welled up in the corners of Agnes's eyes. Saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth and ran down her cheek.

There was no thought of it being dirty. Deltain was finding amusement in the sight of the woman who was always so composed, now losing her mind and flailing like this.

"Kk-hic...!"

Deltain thrust his waist slowly and kissed Agnes. Then Agnes began to lick Deltain's lips.

With slurping sounds, Agnes wrapped her arms around Deltain's neck again. She kissed him so hard that her lips were crushed, as if to say she wouldn't let him go this time.

"More...!"

The pleading voice fueled Deltain's heat. Since their lips were pressed together, not just her breath but the vibration of her voice was being transmitted to Deltain.

Deltain felt his lower body ache at that. The moment Agnes bit his upper lip, he felt a current flow through him.

"Don't beg."

When Deltain said that, the corners of Agnes's eyes trembled. And they curved into crescent shapes.

Tight.

Agnes began to tighten around Deltain's penis. Her vagina trembled as if in a spasm. Every time he thrust, it spilled out the love fluid that had filled the inside. Even while doing so, she was greedy.

Agnes climaxed, working her lower mouth as if to devour Deltain's penis.

"Inside... give it to me...!"

Agnes wrapped her legs around Deltain's waist again. She used all her remaining strength to tighten the muscles there. There wasn't even time for the surprised Deltain to react.

Agnes moved her waist for the first time. The unexpected movement and tightening broke Deltain's pace, and what followed was, naturally, ejaculation.

"Hup...!"

Deltain's brow furrowed. Embarrassment bloomed on his face. Even in the midst of that, his seed continued to be spewed out. Inside her vagina.

"You crazy..."

"Give, give it all... pour it all into me."

Agnes felt the seed pouring out in rhythmic pulses. Deltain's penis was pulsating more strongly than ever before, and with that movement, pleasure was bursting out endlessly.

"Puh...!"

Agnes trembled at the sensation of her crotch aching to the point of numbness, yet she continued the kiss. Deltain felt overwhelmed by her persistence.

Deltain pulled his penis out. Then, with a 'pop' sound, Agnes's slit trembled. And white, cloudy fluid began to flow from the crevice of her hole.

"...What a waste."

Agnes moved her hand between her legs and tightly plugged the hole. The fact that she was stimulated again in the process and climaxed once more... was nothing new at this point.

As Deltain let out a dry laugh, Agnes smiled seductively and said,

"Are you worried I might get pregnant?"

"You know that, yet you act like that?"

"Still, it's a waste. I want to have all of your first experience. And what if I do get pregnant?"

"You won't. I took precautions beforehand."

"Huh?"

"I'm a mage. Did you think I couldn't even manage this basic control?"

<3rd-tier Magic: The One Who Walks Alone is active.>

<Reproductive functions are restricted.>

As for contraception, he had already done it before they even started. One might say it's ridiculous to use a 3rd-tier spell for mere contraception, but Deltain had nothing to be ashamed of.

To him, 3rd-tier magic was just an easy spell ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he could cast even while sleeping.

Agnes smacked her lips as if disappointed, then soon nodded.

It wasn't disappointment hoping for an offspring. She just wanted to see him flustered.

"Then I don't even need contraceptives. I really feel like a toilet."

"I thought of one thing I need to do. Finding the Princess who came all the way here to tell you this, even though you can't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠even move."

"Don't find her. Spend that time with me instead."

"Fuck off."

He said that, but Deltain didn't leave. For one thing, this was his bedroom, and it wasn't such an urgent matter that it had to be done right after finishing their relations.

Deltain lay down beside Agnes. Agnes hugged his waist with her head resting on his arm.

"Hold me. I'm cold."

"Cold, my ass. Where else is there that has such good temperature control as here?"

"Still, I'm cold. My body was completely filled until just a moment ago, but now that it's empty, I've become cold."

Deltain clicked his tongue and hugged her back.

"You're being a nuisance."

"You say that, but you do everything for me."

"If I didn't, you'd whine all night."

"You're quick on the uptake, too."

There was a strange sense of stability in the act of hugging each other with bare skin touching. Deltain didn't bother to ignore that feeling.

However, he did stop her from starting to suck on his collarbone once she had calmed her breathing.

"Stop it."

"No. I don't know when we'll be able to do this again, so I have to leave a lot of marks while I can."

Agnes persistently targeted Deltain's collarbone. No, she began to bloom red flowers using it as a canvas.

The hickeys left at regular intervals were in a shape that could look like a tattoo from a distance. Deltain didn't say anything more and sighed.

In the meantime, Agnes said,

"Leave one on me, too."

"Fuck off."

"Hm? Just one."

Agnes rubbed her body against him. Despite having just ejaculated, Deltain felt his lower parts stiffen again. Agnes felt that too.

Agnes let out a hmphing laugh and pressed her clitoris against the base of his glans.

"Let's do it one more time. And this time, leave a hickey on me."

"...."

"On my neck, collarbone, and chest. Ah, my waist or inner thighs are fine too."

Agnes leaned in.

"Or do you want to do it on my pussy?"

"Watch your language..."

"I told you, a friend taught me."

Agnes kissed Deltain briefly on the corner of his eye. And then she said,

"I think I learned well. Thinking that you got excited because of me... it turned me on."

Deltain snapped his fingers with an exhausted face.

<1st-tier Magic: Silent is active.>

Agnes's sound died down.

"Come to think of it, since when did dogs start speaking human language? I think I was stupid."

When Deltain inserted his finger into Agnes's vaginal opening and spread it wide, she grinned and spread her legs to the side.

"Mmph...."

Bring it on.

That was roughly what it meant.

Deltain didn't bother to refuse and had relations three more times.

After finishing the act, Agnes saying 'It was exciting to do it with my mouth covered' was another matter entirely.

*

The morning after all the relations ended and he woke up.

Deltain, who woke up before Agnes, made a blank face at the interface hanging before his eyes.

'What the....'

<One of the clear conditions for Main Quest: Memories of First Love has been achieved.>

<Complete all items.>

Ironically, regarding this inexplicable phenomenon, there was one thing Deltain thought of first.

'...The order is wrong.'

He thought it felt like he had skipped ahead.