Deep Disappointment
As evening fell, Saint Dunn Gwen returned from the office, and the elves of the Gwen family all clocked out at once. The grand mansion, which had housed only five people moments before, was suddenly bustling with elves.
Saina and Heine, the two elf maids from the Green Forest tribe, greeted Saint, who had become the head of the Gwen family and representative of their clan.
"Y-You're... back."
"Yeah. Hm? Where's Risanna?"
Saint searched for his wife upon returning home, but she was nowhere to be seen. His gaze turned to Saina.
"Ah, well... Ah!"
"Hm? Are you hurt?"
"N-No, sir."
"...?"
Saina and Heine's faces were flushed bright red. They kept crossing and uncrossing their legs, as if deeply uncomfortable.
"Lady Risanna... has a cold and is resting in the bedroom... Hnng..."
"A cold? That's unexpected."
Saint tilted his head at the news. Risanna was the captain of the Green Fruit Knights, and with her body enhancement (Lv.5) superpower, she was incredibly sturdy. For someone who'd never caught so much as a sniffle in her life to come down with a cold now? It didn't add up.
"Got it."
"Y-Yes, sir..."
The two elf maids, faces burning, hobbled away awkwardly. Saint eyed them curiously before heading upstairs to the bedroom.
He opened the door and stepped into the dark room. But he could make out his wife lying on the bed. Not wanting to disturb her illness, he approached without turning on the light.
"I'm home."
"Y-You're... back?"
"I heard you have a cold. Feeling any better?"
"Y-Yeah..."
Could this be from breaking free of Beelzebub's control?
Saint wondered if her weak voice meant the illness stemmed from escaping Beelzebub's domination. She'd never been sick a day in her life, and now, the day after Beelzebub's death, she comes down with something? It was suspicious.
"..."
Meanwhile, Risanna couldn't meet her husband's caring gaze. Guilt wrapped around her like chains—she'd slept with Steel Armor behind his back. No matter that it was for Elis's sake; the fact remained she'd given her body to another man.
But that guilt didn't last long.
Squish—!
"Hah!"
"Hm? You okay?"
"Y-Yeah... I'm, hnng, haa... fine. Just need some rest..."
"Maybe it's from escaping Beelzebub's control. We'll have to investigate to know for sure."
"It's just a light cold. Don't worry about it."
"How could I not? Anyway, rest well. I'll sleep in another room tonight."
"What? N-No, sleep with me."
Risanna grabbed Saint's hand, but he shook his head with a gentle smile.
"You won't rest properly with me here. It'll slow your recovery. I'll be in the other room, so get some sleep."
"..."
Saint gathered some clothes and left with kind words. The moment the door clicked shut—
Squish—!
"...!"
Her womb throbbed sharply. Risanna nearly moaned aloud and clamped a hand over her mouth. Not enough—she buried her face in the pillow.
Aah... so hot! So itchy! I feel like I'm dying!
Since Steel Armor left, her pussy had been aching unbearably. Unable to stand it, she'd masturbated just like he'd done to her—fingering herself for the first time ever. But it didn't feel like when he touched her. If anything, it made the itch worse, driving her mad.
"Haa—."
A hot breath escaped her lips.
"Haa... cock..."
Steel Armor's massive cock flickered in her mind. Unconsciously, the word slipped out.
"...Ah!"
Realizing her slip too late, Risanna's face burned crimson. It felt like someone had seen her shame—she dove under the covers.
Cock? Just hours ago, I couldn't even think such a word!
But in those mere hours, she'd changed enough to say it without thinking.
Squish—!
"Ngh!"
Another throb from her pussy—she bit her finger. Her body burned so fiercely she couldn't hold back.
Will he come tomorrow too? Shove that huge cock into my pussy again?
What am I thinking...!
Her body and mind felt split. She loved Saint—that was undeniable. Yet her body craved Steel Armor.
"Th-This isn't right. I love Saint! Not Steel Armor!"
She yelled into the covers and bit her lip. To prove her love, she rose and began preparing something.
*****
That night, someone quietly opened the door to Saint's room and slipped in. The faint creak woke him instantly—his senses were sharp enough for that.
Ready to unleash his superpower if needed, he addressed the intruder.
"...Who goes there."
"It's me, dear."
"My wife?"
Recognizing her voice, Saint relaxed his power. Why was his wife, supposed to be sleeping in the bedroom, here?
"Didn't I tell you to rest?"
"...Dear. Shall we... s-sex, no, make love?"
"Make love?"
Saint was utterly bewildered by Risanna's sudden proposition. Sex in the middle of the night?
Could it be?
He asked tentatively.
"Do you want a child?"
His question laid bare how elves viewed sex. If Steel Armor were there, he'd have marveled, "Whoa, what a perfect dumbass." But such was elven culture around intimacy. Saint wasn't a dumbass—he was just an elf.
He and Risanna hadn't made love since Elis was conceived twenty years ago. They were a sexless couple.
"...Yes. I want your child."
"Sigh... If that's what you want, so be it. Come here."
Saint sighed deeply and beckoned her closer.
Swish—
Swish—
Her nightgown rustled softly against her skin.
"Lie down on the b—Gasp!"
Saint recoiled at the sight of Risanna up close. She wore a sheer negligee that left nothing to the imagination—no underwear beneath, her full breasts, pink nipples, and tight slit fully visible.
"Wh-What are you wearing?!"
"Just... trying it out... Is it that weird?"
"Ahem! No, just surprised... You never wear things like that. That's why. Lie down here."
"Y-Yes..."
Blushing deeply, she covered her face and took his spot on the bed.
Saint shed his pants and positioned himself between her legs.
"Here it goes."
"..."
"Wife?"
"Hm? Ah, yes. Come in."
Risanna stared blankly at his cock before snapping to. She spread her legs to welcome him.
"Ngh!"
Schlick...
Without foreplay, Saint thrust straight in.
"...Ah."
Risanna let out an unconscious moan.
It's small.
So small. She barely felt it enter.
Impossible! It was that big?
She was shocked first by Saint's size, then by how enormous Steel Armor's had been. Having just fucked Steel Armor earlier, the contrast was stark.
Saint's cock was actually large for an elf. Unfortunately, he was up against Steel Armor—a monster even black guys would call "big bro?"
"Nghhh! I'm cumming, wife!"
"..."
Less than a minute in, Saint ejaculated inside her. He hadn't even thrust.
Elf sex: insert, cum. That was it.
"Hoo... Been a while, so tiring. Good for you, wife?"
"..."
Good? Risanna squeezed her eyes shut, unable to answer.
*****
Gurgle—!
"Haaang~!"
"Ngh!"
Gripping her moon-like ass, I pistoned furiously, holding back until the peak before unleashing. The pent-up load shot out like a water gun, fast and forceful.
Filled to the brim, Elis buried her face in the pillow and moaned. Love juices trickled down her thighs onto the sheets.
Savoring the afterglow, I stayed inside and pulled her close from behind, lying down.
"Your pussy's the best, Elis."
I kneaded her breasts while praising her.
She pouted.
"Hmph. You say that to Jina sis and Yuna sis too."
"Eek."
Her jealousy was adorable—I couldn't help grinning. Even this was lovable.
"What can I do? They're all the best. Want me to rank 'em exactly?"
"...No."
"Why?"
"I'd get hurt if I'm low."
Why phrase the end like a question?
"Ah, perfect. Wanna stay like this forever."
"Me too. Hn!"
I was fondling her ample tits from behind when she suddenly shifted forward, pulling off my cock. She turned, hugging me face-to-face as we lay side by side.
"Spread your legs quick. Gonna put it back in."
"Can't we sleep like this? You can touch my boobs."
"I already am."
"Then kisses too!"
"Ass?"
"Yeah... that too."
"Heh heh heh. Can't say no then."
Her coquettish smile hooked me. Then despair hit.
"Can't grope tits and ass at once...!"
Left arm pillowed her head. Right hand free—but one hand couldn't do both.
Holy shit! My mistake!
"Like this?"
"Huh?"
"...Hn! Haang... Haaang..."
Slide—
Slide—
She pressed tight, rubbing her nipples against mine slowly. Guiding my right hand to her ass.
"This work?"
"Elis, you..."
"Yes?"
"Genius. How are you so perfect? Cute face, killer body, sweet personality, smart too? Too much! Pucker up!"
"Mmmph—"
Smack smack smack—!
I pecked her pouted lips. In playful moods like this, I preferred cute pecks over deep French kisses.
Risanna's tits are bigger... waists similar, hips and ass Elis wins. Pussy... Elis.
I compared mother and daughter mentally. Fucked mom by day, daughter by night. Tasted both with just hours in between.
Mother-daughter donburi...!
"Elis."
"Yes?"
"When you visiting home?"
"Home? Ah..."
She tilted her head at "home," then realized I meant her family mansion.
"Still busy... hard to find time."
"If going back stresses you, wanna go together?"
"Huh? With you?"
"Yeah. Unlikely, but if family tries anything, I'll protect you."
"Hehe, that'd be great? You'd guard me?"
"Huh? Guard? I'm no bum."
"Sorry! Fairy tale thing."
Fairy tale? With bums? Oh, like the prince cursed into a beggar by a witch. Made sense if cute witch.
"Anyway, call if it's tough. I'll be there."
"Okay. Thanks, bro."
"No, I'm thankful."
I really was. That day would mark my first mother-daughter conquest!
"Huh? Why you?"
"Nothing. Sleep time? Work tomorrow."
"Yeah. Night, bro."
"Night."
Hugging Elis, I closed my eyes. Still, better test a few things before the donburi plan.