Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: Northern Epilogue (2)
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In the duke's mansion room, only Yuri and Cecilia shared breaths and bodies.
From the outside, the room was utterly silent, sealed by Yuri's soundproof barrier—no sounds escaped at all. But inside, male and female moans mingled with the raw sounds of their mutual exploration, echoing wildly.
—Smack...! Smooch.
It began with Cecilia's light kiss.
At first, it was just a gentle brush of lips, simple skinship.
Of course, as time wore on, their tongues intertwined, saliva swapped freely, turning anything but light.
"Nng... Eut haaa..."
Yuri and Cecilia savored each other's taste, exchanging thick strands of saliva.
Just this prelude—without even reaching the main act—left Cecilia feeling her pussy growing slick.
'...Just a kiss, and it's already like this.'
A simple act of twining tongues.
By the rigid standards of elven ideology, it was dismissed as useless for reproduction, unworthy of acknowledgment.
Yet Cecilia, one of their own, couldn't comprehend her fellow elves at all.
'It feels this good...'
Useless for breeding?
No— it heightened their arousal, boosting the efficiency of it all.
Just chasing pleasure?
And what was so wrong with pursuing pleasure?
Her internal back-and-forth.
This debate that arose every time she coupled with Yuri reached its conclusion today.
She could feel it: she was finally free from the ingrained elven preconceptions she'd carried her whole life.
Liberation born of ideological freedom.
Resolved to embrace pleasure more actively, Cecilia coiled her tongue around Yuri's.
The dizzying thrill of tongues clashing and rubbing.
Yuri matched her newfound aggression, his tongue dancing in response.
—Slurp...!
He swept his tongue along her gums.
Prodding the gaps between her firm teeth, then plunging into her mouth to spray saliva everywhere.
Like an animal marking its territory.
Yuri and Cecilia drenched each other's mouths in turn.
When their fierce, breath-sharing kiss finally broke...
They locked eyes in silence.
—Thump thump thump.
In the quiet, their heartbeats rang clear in each other's ears.
Suddenly, Yuri reached for Cecilia's pussy.
"Spread your legs."
A commanding baritone, laced with the authority of a former Sword Saint and her lord.
Cecilia had meant to serve him, but that voice made her legs part on instinct.
"Ah...♥"
Yuri's hands, roughened by over a century gripping a sword.
Unlike his refined features, calluses studded every inch.
Especially where sword met skin.
Those calluses blanketing his hands might have been their greatest asset in claiming her pussy.
—Squelch...!
His rough finger invaded her tight slit.
A vise-like squeeze threatened to sever it in an instant.
Yuri flashed a smirk and eased it in slowly.
"Seriously, what a legendary pussy. Cecilia."
For all his limited experience with women, this much he knew for sure.
Even after countless sessions since her first time, it gripped like this.
"That's... praise, right?"
"Obviously."
His finger delved deep, stirring her walls, fingertips delicately scraping her G-spot.
Even Cecilia, desensitized somewhat from frequent romps with Yuri, couldn't stifle her moan.
"Nngook...!!"
A crude wail no one would associate with her usual poise.
A sound for Yuri's ears alone—one only he had ever heard.
—Squelch! Squelch!! Squish!
Cecilia's abundant wetness turned every finger-thrust into a lewd symphony echoing through the room.
Undaunted by the vulgar squelches, she poured out moans in kind.
"Nghak...! Ohgoot!! Ang!"
Her weaknesses fully mapped, Cecilia could only yield to his caresses.
A hand ravaging her depths at will, zeroing in on her spots.
The touch of the master she obeyed and adored.
She couldn't escape the pleasure and warmth it brought.
"M-Master!! Wait... just a sec... please..."
"Why?"
"G-Gonna... cum!! Plea— Nnghut!!"
Pleasure so intense she could barely form words.
Her body writhing, she begged him to stop.
His response, predictably cool.
"Just cum, then."
"No... don't wannaaa."
"I don't want you holding back either."
He brushed off her plea coldly and ramped up the pace.
Her pussy and mouth grew louder in sync with his accelerating fingers.
The volume—overwhelmingly amplified—made her wonder if the barrier would hold.
And the noise scaled directly with her ecstasy.
—Squish! Squelch!! Squelch!
The faster his fingers flew, the more frantically her body twisted.
When it seemed she couldn't contort further...
Cecilia thrust her tongue out long and squirted wildly.
—Pshhht!!! Pshhhht!
"Nguk... Oek..."
Mind utterly unmoored, her body shuddered violently.
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The crude spectacle—polar opposite her poised image—drew a grin across Yuri's lips.
"Alright, my turn now."
He hefted his throbbing monster onto her quivering belly.
Even from the entrance, its length promised easy womb-piercing.
Its girth? Overwhelming her entrance entirely.
A cock of truly monstrous form.
"Cecilia. Slaves adapt to their master. Right?"
With that, he notched his glans at her folds.
Her pussy yawned open, familiar from their many unions, molding to his size.
A heady mix of conquest and satisfaction washed over him—one of the heroines fully his.
Proud, he thrust his hips forward.
—Squelch...!
As his hips advanced, his massive cock slid gradually into her depths.
Her walls parted in tandem; her womb began its slow descent.
Mind adrift, her body remembered him perfectly.
Utterly tamed by Yuri, no doubt.
"Whew... Heroines aren't just for anyone."
Even as a sub-heroine, was this the mark of an eroge lead?
Cecilia's pussy reaffirmed itself as absurdly supreme.
From the warm, embracing walls to the cervix kissing his tip like a lover.
Every feature conspired to deliver peak bliss.
—Squish...! Squish!!
Her juices foamed as his cock began a slow pistoning rhythm.
In deep, then out slow.
Her pussy virgin-tight from the long hiatus; it needed easing.
Fingers had loosened her somewhat, but his cock dwarfed them.
Several minutes of languid strokes passed.
As his hips quickened, Cecilia slowly regained her wits.
"Ang...! Hwet...!? M-Master!! Wait, plea—!"
His glans raking her walls too fiercely for coherent speech.
Yuri pulled her into a tight embrace, rumbling low.
"What am I gonna do if you cum whenever?"
"S-Sorr—yeee!"
"Then let's do everything we've skipped till now. You started the teasing."
A one-sided decree.
She'd provoked him first, so he'd wreck her completely today.
Joy and fear mingled paradoxically in his words; she just smiled.
"Yesss...♥"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ While Cecilia and Yuri dove headlong into passionate lovemaking...
Karin, there to discuss future plans, could only stand frozen before his door.
'Can't... open it now, can I...?'
She wanted to consult, but the situation forbade it.
Normally she'd ignore it and barge in, but now? Dazed moans leaked from beyond.
'Master didn't even soundproof...? Doing it like that?'
Yuri had set the barrier.
But Karin's body—trained to Yuri's extremes, infused with his energy—partially nullified it.
'The partner... Cecilia?'
That elegant, noble Cecilia.
And the ever-reliable, masculine Yuri Karyam.
Their intercourse, no doubt.
Unaware, Karin's own pussy began to heat...
Her hand drifting southward on instinct.