What Is Las? (7)
Shall I really do it? Either way, I have to ejaculate inside Eila to evolve her into a 6-Star. Although the probability had risen to 0.01% per level as I leveled up, the odds didn't matter. What mattered was whether Eila could truly feel pleasure in this position. I decided not to think about the statistical side when it came to acts of intimacy rather than goal-oriented behavior. 'I’m going to cum inside her anyway.'
Luna, who would fall into corruption if I ejaculated inside her, and Ryun, who had to preserve her purity, were out of the question. Eila, however, was a partner I could safely fill, and she herself desired it.
"But Eila, why are you leaking so much down there?"
"......Ugh."
Eila avoided answering. I didn't hesitate to slide my fingers in, confirming the moisture flooding her insides. "You're still burning up. But if I just thrust in like this, it’s going to hurt."
"Ma, Master. Even so...."
"Then let's do this. Lime."
I called for Lime, who appeared between Eila and me, lifting one of her breasts. "Ugh, Lime, what are you—?!"
Squelch!
I squeezed Lime’s breast from behind. Lime’s slime flowed directly from her nipple into Eila’s vagina, and Eila dug her fingernails deep into her own calves. "Ha, haa, haaah!"
"As expected, the bodily fluids of a Slahole are far more effective than those of a regular slime. Hehe."
If a Slime Dragon’s fluid was a simple aphrodisiac, Lime’s was a narcotic. Having received that concentrate directly into her womb, it was bound to be a lot for an ordinary knight princess to handle.
"Hehe, now we don't have to worry about foreplay, right?"
Of course, I would be affected by the ingredients too, but that was exactly what I wanted. I braced my knees under Eila's hips and leaned my upper body forward. As always, I ended up in a position where I restrained her body from above.
"Now, what we are about to do is called a Breeding Press."
I ruthlessly rammed my member into Eila, who was now filled with Lime’s slime. Thwack!!
"Haaah!"
Eila screamed and threw her head back. I thrust into her so hard that my hands, which had been holding her legs, momentarily slipped. Slap, slap! Lime’s slime acted as a perfect substitute for lube. I’d never used it before, but it was far better than any cheap commercial product. My member, piercing through her moderately tight walls and the thick, viscous slime, burned with heat.
"Ugh, kuh, hngh!"
Eila struggled, trying to lift her body. Perhaps she felt uncomfortable with the angle of my thrusts and wanted to shift into a more convenient position. "Where do you think you're going!"
I didn't allow her to change positions. I leaned down, pressed my hands onto her shoulders, pulled my knees in, and squatted, placing my feet on either side of her.
"Ma, Master?!"
"We’re doing it like this."
From behind, I must have looked like a frog. With my member still embedded in her, I forced Eila, who had been trying to sit up, back down, grabbed her flailing calves, and pushed them all the way to her shoulders.
"Hngh?!"
Eila’s lower body was forced into the air. I reached up and grabbed her ankles. "You hold them. If you let go halfway, I’m pulling out immediately."
"O, okay...."
Eila’s lips trembled, but she grabbed her own ankles. At that moment, her vagina tightened around me as if trying to squeeze out Lime’s slime. Under my coercive command, Eila was feeling both the shame of submission and the rush of pleasure. To think a knight would be brought to climax by an orc’s demands—in many ways, she was a failure as a knight.
"Eila, can’t you try doing it like the first time?"
"The first time? What are you talking about...."
"You know, that thing. 'Kuh, just kill me.' You can be a bit more intense."
"...Master, is that what you want? ...Ahem, understood."
It wasn't a genuine act of humiliation, but a play close to it, and Eila accepted it readily. Just as our first time had been, she looked both anxious and strangely excited.
"Hoo."
After a breath, while still clinging to me with her vaginal muscles, Eila glared at me with a venomous expression and began to berate me. "You... you filthy pig-like bastard...! Do whatever you want! I will never yield to such humiliation!"
"You failed. The corners of your mouth are curling up right now."
Eila’s insides were burning with heat, but the woman herself was giggling in this situation. "I have my Master! Kuh, no matter how much, you, pierce me with such a massive cock, my loyalty will not waver!"
"That’s too weak."
Perhaps because too much slime had been injected, Eila was losing her mind. "Ah, haa, hngh! To think that I, the eldest daughter of the Aries family...! To such a monster, haaah!"
"You really have no talent for acting."
Every time I rocked my hips, the area around our pubic bones was smeared with the slime leaking from Eila. Because I was unilaterally pinning her down from above, her words were constantly interrupted. 'I should just stop listening and focus on the lower half.'
"Kuh, rather than, haang, giving me such insults, just kill me...!"
'I’ll have to do this for real with another female knight later.'
Eila was panting with her tongue lolling out. She was trying her best to play the part of the humiliated victim, but her face, crying out because it felt so good, didn't match her words at all.
Thwack, thwack, thwack!
It was equally unbalanced that she would tighten around me in rhythm with my thrusts every time I hit the back of her womb.
"Haaang, it feels good...! Master, harder!"
The moment I dropped the pace, Eila forgot the roleplay and tried to wrap her legs around me. Instead of doing what she wanted, I changed my strategy.
"Kuhuhu, Eila. What would the Prince say if he saw you like this?"
"!!"
Bewilderment flashed in Eila’s eyes. She seemed confused by my intent in mentioning the Prince again. Thwack, thwack. I planted my hips on the bed, grabbed Eila, and lifted my upper body. The position shifted from me pinning her down to me lying flat while Eila rode me.
"Let’s practice. We’ll do this in front of the Prince who stole your virginity. We’ll make him see with his own eyes how much you live and die for this cock."
"......."
I had changed the target of the humiliation. Eila swallowed hard, her hands resting softly on my stomach. I continued to narrate the situation so she could focus.
"We’ll conquer the castle where the Prince is, and while he sleeps, you and I will share our love in his bed. The Prince will be tied to a chair, his pants pulled down, watching us from right in front."
"...Haa."
Eila shivered as if the mere imagination was electrifying. As expected, while Eila liked being forced, her fundamental nature preferred being the one on top.
"The Prince will shout. 'Eila, come to your senses! You’ve been brainwashed!' Kuhuhu, then Eila, what will you say in front of him?"
"Hngh...."
Eila sobbed and trembled. She reached a light climax just from the depravity of imagining the Prince being humiliated. Squish, squish. And Eila showed her will through action, not words. Perhaps because she had the basic training of a knight, she began to move her hips on her own, as if riding a horse.
'Oh, fuck, this is insane.'
Is this the riding technique of a noblewoman? Eila, who had moved awkwardly at first, grew accustomed to it and began to rock her hips violently on top of me.
"Hu, hngh, haa."
The way she gasped for air and swept her flowing hair back with her hand was enough to drive a man mad. 'Should I just ram back into her?' I wanted to get up right now and ruthlessly pin her down, but the pressure of her tightening around my member as she took the lead was no joke.
"Fufu, Prince, can you see...?"
Eila even closed her eyes and clawed at her own breasts. Her hips moved up and down like a waterwheel, her body shaking as if she were galloping at full speed on a wild horse.
"With your small thing, haa, I’m reaching places I couldn't reach before...!"
Eila was fiercely humiliating and berating the Prince in her imagination. At the same time, she praised me, biting her lips with half-closed eyes and letting out endless moans.
"My new, haang, Master’s spear is ravaging my insides...! It’s filling me with something hot and hard, incomparable to that small dagger you used to poke at the entrance...!"
Eila pressed her palms onto my stomach. She seemed to need a support, so she pulled her knees in, placed her feet beside my pelvis, and squatted like a frog.
Thump!
Eila lifted her body and slammed down. I didn't move at all, pouring all my strength into my lower body to let her take the lead. Thump, thump! Again, Eila lifted herself. From behind, my thick member entering her would have been clearly visible, and every time she dropped, the slime from Lime, mixed with her own arousal fluid, erupted from between us.
"Master, fill my insides with your seeds! So I can spawn in front of the Prince!"
Eila was lost in her imagination. She slammed down as if this wooden bed were truly the Prince's. The wood creaked as if the bed might collapse, and Eila rubbed her hips down, as if trying to swallow my entire member.
"Ha, haa, hngh!"
Eila, commendably, swallowed my member to the root on her own. My glans was compressed at the end of her womb, and her burning-hot folds touched my pubic bone beside my shaft. Eila leaned her upper body forward and collapsed onto my stomach.
"Ma, Master...."
Eila lay prone on my stomach and lifted her head. Because my belly was slightly protruding, she used it as a cushion to take a brief rest.
"I, I’m going to cum inside now...."
"Yeah."
I reached down with my idle hand and pulled her hips hard. Her buttocks spread wide; from behind, her anus must have been clearly visible. "Hehe, if you do this, the Prince will be able to see your backside too, right?"
"I’m embarrassed...."
"A girl who knows embarrassment was just lifting her crotch for everyone to see? Hehe."
At my remark, Eila buried her face in my chest. Then, she frowned and stuck out her tongue. Lick. Eila began to lick my chest. Her tongue, both cold and hot, swept over my chest like a brush, teasing my nipples, and I pulled her hips hard in response to the new stimulation. Squelch.
"Haaah!"
Eila shrieked, her arms resting on my chest. How many times had a daughter of a noble family had her hips teased like this? While Eila let out her cries, I pulled my knees in, set my position, and thrust my lower body up and down.
Thump, thump, thump!
My buttocks slammed against the bed. I used the rebound to flick my cock upward. My member, inserted at an angle, scraped against the wall of her womb.
"Ah, ahh, hng, I, I’m cumming... Aah!"
Smack!
I slapped Eila’s buttocks with both palms simultaneously. Eila’s mouth fell open, saliva dripping down, her eyes rolling back as she shrieked. Just before Eila, reaching her climax, could instinctively lift her hips, I grabbed them and pressed down hard.
"I’m cumming...!"
Gush, gush.
A massive amount of semen shot up along my curved member and into Eila’s womb. I adjusted the angle of insertion to ensure I filled her completely, fearing she might shake her body and let it spill out.
"Ma, Master...."
Eila looked up at me with disheveled hair. Her unfocused, dilated eyes were filled with tears, and the corners of her mouth were still stretched wide in a daze.
"I, I’m going to lay eggs now too...."
Thud.
Eila collapsed onto my chest and fainted. I checked her condition, worried she might be unconscious for days again, but she had simply collapsed from the consecutive climaxes.
"Hoo."
I stared at the ceiling and caught my breath. The tattoo’s red glow had faded, and I was so drained that I couldn't even think of pushing Eila off; I just rested.
"Master~"
A little devil’s laughter echoed in my ear. "You aren't tired already, are you? I’m ready to go again~"
"......Yeah."
There was still plenty of time left before the festival ended.