Silvia's Blushing Nipples: The Ultimate Hotspot to Crush the Enemy!
Silvia's nipples were hot enough to bring down the enemy general. Cloud didn't say a word. He didn't even glance at her. Side by side, they simply stared at the landscape unfolding before them. The breeze caressed her golden hair, sending it flowing like a river. It was blindingly bright. "Beautiful weather, isn't it?" Cloud squinted into the shining sunlight, gazing at the sky. Far off in the distance, white clouds drifted lazily. "A clear, blue summer sky... If it weren't for this life-threatening adventure, I could have spent a wonderful time with pretty Silvia." He clicked his tongue in disappointment. Once again, his gaze dropped to the towering structure ahead. The tower, called the Tower of Light, appeared unadorned from afar—a simple stack of rectangular bricks, reminiscent of a watchtower. Contrary to expectations, it wasn't particularly tall or impressive. It emitted a yellow glow, but the bright midday sun made it far from radiant. It was faint. "It must be more spectacular at night." More than ten houses surrounded the Tower of Light. The villagers' clothing was so ordinary that one might question whether this was truly a heretical village. Cloud had imagined heretics as people in flowing black robes, exuding an ominous aura while chanting spells. But the reality disappointed him. This was his first adventure, and the "enemy" was just ordinary farmers. Where was he supposed to boast about that? But there was one thing that looked promising—the altar before the Tower of Light. On a wide rectangular stone slab, blood-red traces could be seen even from a distance, clearly indicating a sacrifice site. When performing rituals, they placed offerings there and slit the throats with knives. His brows furrowed. After resting for a moment on the hill, Cloud tethered his horse to a nearby tree trunk and handed Silvia a knife. From here on, they would walk to the heretical village, leaving the horse behind. He planned to talk to them. "Shall we go?" Smiling brightly, he slung the knife onto his belt. Still upset, Silvia turned her head away and began walking ahead alone. Cloud forced a bitter smile and scratched his head, following after her. But before long, an unbearable burning sensation erupted in his chest. He collapsed onto the ground. "Ugh!" Fiery waves of pain swirled violently inside him. The agony caused by the witch had returned suddenly. His thirst was unbearable, and he couldn't even catch his breath. "What are you doing, Cloud?! Even in this situation, you're playing around? What a useless brat!" Silvia scolded irritably. "Get up right now! You know this isn't the time for such nonsense! How long do you plan to continue playing around until you feel satisfied? Do you even know how to distinguish between the right time and place?!" Cloud writhed on the ground, clutching his chest and reaching out toward her with trembling arms. "W-water...!" "I'm not letting you off that easily, so get up!" "P-please... get me some water..." "If you don't want to drink, then go get it yourself!" "Please...!" At first, Silvia assumed the guy was pulling another prank. But the pale skin and raspy voice made it clear this was no joke. Especially the veins bulging on his neck. It was terrifying to see his skin drying up like parchment. Scared, she dashed to the spot where the horse was tied and grabbed the canteen. "D-don't die! You can't die!" She pulled the fallen Cloud close and hurriedly poured water down his throat. Gulp, gulp. "Cough, cough!" "S-sorry! I'll give you some little by little!" She emptied the entire canteen. But Cloud's condition didn't improve at all. "N-not enough...!" "Not enough? Water's not enough?" Cloud shook his head weakly. It wasn't about water. Still, Silvia ran back to the saddle. When water did nothing against the burning thirst, Cloud quickly thought of another solution. The only possible treatment he could try in his current situation. He remembered how, after the intense pain yesterday afternoon, he had calmed down by sucking Elena's breast. "Here! Here, I've brought another one—hurry and drink!" Silvia had rushed back to the saddle, opened the lid of the last remaining canteen, and offered it to him. But Cloud avoided his lips, refusing to drink. "G-go... g-go..." Not a drop of moisture remained in his mouth and throat, so his voice wouldn't come out. "What do you mean 'go'! Stop that nonsense and drink already, Cloud!" Cloud grabbed her wrist. "G-go!" "Go? You want me to go? Leave you here and go to the heretical village alone? No way! I can't! How could I just leave you like this?!" Frustrated, Cloud slammed his fist against his chest and shouted with all his strength. "G-give!" "Give? Who the hell are you giving to? Huh? Who?!" She looked like the sharpest person he knew, yet she was pretending to be clueless. It was driving him crazy. He tried again. "B-bosoms!" "Bosoms? Cloud pointed at her chest. "B-bosoms! Give me your bosoms!" "Wha...?" He pointed at her chest once, then at his own lips. "Give me your bosoms!" "..." Silvia sighed helplessly and looked utterly stunned. She dropped the canteen with a clatter and stood up from her seat without a word. Her expression was terrible. "As expected, it was just a prank. You damn kid!" Annoyed, she glared at the dying Cloud. "I won't go with you anymore! I'm heading back to Valua! I'm disappointed in a guy like you! My dream of fighting side by side with you made me the biggest fool! Let Cecil do whatever she wants—die or not, have fun playing around here by yourself! Live your life pranking around until the end! Let's never meet again, you bad kid!" Since she was truly angry, she unleashed a string of curses before turning and starting to walk back the way they came. But not far, she suddenly reversed course and approached again, arms crossed with a sulky face. "Hmph! I'll give you one more chance. If you apologize and say you're sorry right now, I'll even consider forgiving you. If you want to save Cecil, just say you're sorry now..." Wait? "Cloud?!" Thick smoke rose from Cloud's body on the ground, accompanied by a burning stench. Startled, Silvia hurriedly stripped off his clothes. Just as she pulled off his shirt to splash water on him, her eyes widened at the bizarre tattoo etched on his back. "This is...?" When she touched the tattoo with her finger, it burned like a brand. "This must be the witch's mark. Why is Cloud branded with this on his body...?" But there was no time for speculation. She had to save Cloud no matter what. In her frantic mind, she remembered what he had wanted to do earlier—suck her breast. "Um." Silvia closed her eyes, hesitated, and finally made a difficult decision. She let out a huge sigh. "If it's you, I guess it doesn't matter anymore..." With a look of resignation, she sat down, propped her leg over Cloud's head, and rested it against her thigh. His back was scalding hot, but with her clothes as a buffer, it was bearable. Next, she began to unbutton her blouse. Since she had only gone out for a light stroll last night with no grand plans, there was nothing overly complicated to remove. She loosened the knot of the blue robe tied around her chest and lifted her blouse and underwear up to her collarbone, exposing her breasts fully. The white, flawless skin came into view. "Here, Cloud..." Just as she prepared to offer her nipple to the baby in her arms, Cloud's lips latched on. The lips that had been still for a moment soon caught the scent of her breast, either regaining consciousness or acting on pure instinct. He flicked his tongue across her nipple first to taste it, then, satisfied, slowly began to move his lips. "Chuuup, chuu." "Ugh!" When Cloud started sucking, a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal made Silvia feel her face burn. She covered Cloud's face and upper body with the robe draped over her to hide the sight. With external eyes blocked, Silvia finally relaxed and offered her chest freely. She switched sides at the perfect moment so Cloud wouldn't tire. "Ffrrp, chuuup, chururup." "If you keep your mouth shut and just suck quietly, you look so adorable... You seem like a decent person as long as you don't talk." She stroked his hair with a gentle smile. Gradually, Cloud's color improved as he nursed with all his might like a baby. His body temperature, which had been burning, finally returned to normal. "Silvia?" Cloud opened his eyes with a confused expression, then suddenly widened them in surprise. Before her, glistening pink tips wet with saliva came into view. All memories flashed back. Before the owner could even tell him to leave, he latched onto her nipple immediately. While nursing, he asked, "H-how did this happen? Chuu, churub." "Have you regained your senses? Aah..." Silvia trembled and moaned. "U-um, u-um...! Are you feeling better?" "Y-yeah, still a bit." His body was perfectly recovered. Cloud licked her breasts hungrily as if he couldn't believe his luck. "Ffrrp! Chuuup! Chururup! Your body is still hot and dizzy." "It would be good if you get better quickly..." "Thank you for worrying. I'll try to recover faster. Chuuup. Chuup!" "Haa, aah..." As moans began to rise, Silvia quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "If it feels good, you can moan loudly." Cloud said. She firmly shook her head. "In public, shouting like this... I'm a proper knight. One of the steps in my training, you could say. I can hold it... um..." "Even while doing lewd things, you maintain your dignity. You're something else, Sir Knight. Good. Then I'll help with your training." She took his entire breast into her mouth and sucked deeply. It was a torment for Cloud, who had been burning up since the first time he saw her. "Haaaaaaa, aaan, a, aaaaah..." An unprecedentedly loud moan escaped her. Cloud pulled his mouth away and asked, "What was that? Was that a training failure?" "N-no, I was just slightly distracted. Knights never make sounds during training." "Distracted? Good, then!" Cloud focused his eyes and lunged toward her nipple. He gripped one breast that was about to burst and climbed the enemy's fortress. "Chururup, churup, chuuwuuuup!" "Haaaan! Aaaaaan...!" Another moan erupted, and Cloud smiled victoriously. "You still couldn't hold it? Training failure?" She stubbornly insisted. "N-no. I was just pretending to feel it. Pretending to be tricked in the middle of battle is also a tactic, right...? Like feints?" "So I fell for it... Damn it!" Cloud laughed in frustration and launched a third assault. He mobilized all available forces except for the crotch general and attacked the nipple. Silvia started thrashing wildly. "Aaaat...! Aaaaaat! Haaan! Haaan! D-don't do that! N-no!" "Finally, I found your weakness!" Nostrils flaring, Cloud panted. "Your nipples are the perfect hot spot to break the enemy general!" "Y-you're aiming at my weakness one after another? Cheating! Haaan!" "A knight must fully overcome their own weaknesses! I'll train them now! Churup! Chuuwup!" "Haaaan! Haa!" "Tell me a knight made a sound!" "I won't! Knights don't make lewd noises! Haaan! Haaan!" "What the hell is that noise I'm hearing!" "This is just a strategy to win the battle! Haaan!" The harder Silvia resisted, the more frustrated Cloud became. If Silvia were a proper knight, Cloud was the Knight of Lust. He was about to slip his hand into her crotch and advance further. Just as he moved his hand, a lewd chuckle came from outside the robe. "Heh, what do we have here? Hey! What the heck are you two doing right now? I'm totally confused."