Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: Rape? Pure Love? Rape Pure Love! (1)
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There’s this thing called the Stockholm syndrome.
Or, to put it more precisely, there’s the misattribution of arousal effect.
In dangerous situations, when adrenaline surges through your body and you receive help from the opposite sex, that sense of relief and euphoria can sometimes be mistaken for affection toward them.
Where does that put Eris right now?
"Ah... Nngh..."
She knew everyone except her had been killed.
From the moment she was taken prisoner, she’d braced herself for death, but actually facing it brought all sorts of thoughts flooding in, making her not want to die after all.
It’s the same now.
Eris knew she could die, but having grasped this lifeline for survival, she had no intention of letting go.
"Ah... Ahh... Haa..."
She wasn’t thrashing around.
She wasn’t resisting fiercely, trying to pull back, or flailing at me with her handcuffed hands.
"Nngh... Too... big... Gently..."
Her so-called resistance was just pleading with me because she was still scared of my cock pushing in, something she hadn’t gotten used to yet.
"Got it."
I deliberately didn’t thrust forward, just gripped her waist and relaxed.
"Ngh... Hnnngh..."
No need to tense up my cock to emphasize its presence even once.
Every time Eris shook her head side to side, her pussy clenched on its own, and that momentary squeeze amid the leisurely pace was plenty stimulating for me.
"Haa... Haa."
Eris’s sighs washed over my neck.
She was trying somehow to pull away from me, but her eyes kept flicking to me, gauging my reaction.
She must be curious.
Why I was being so considerate with her.
Eris was a smart woman.
If she weren’t, she wouldn’t have accepted the deal.
She was constantly aware that I held her life in my hands.
And yet, she clearly noticed I was treating her exceptionally special.
But.
"Think this is enough? Starting to want to push in deeper now."
"W-Wait a sec..."
"A sec?"
She wasn’t unaware that this special treatment was aimed solely at her.
"You seem to be misunderstanding something."
"N-Ngh...?!"
I roughly grabbed her ass.
"I’m doing this to make sex more enjoyable for me."
"Ngh... Nngh..."
A flicker of humiliation and shame crossed her face.
And yet, her resistance diminished even further.
As my hands let go, her body naturally sank down, and Eris’s eyes fluttered as she impaled herself fully on my cock down to the hilt.
"Good girl."
I reached up and stroked her hair.
Eris’s expression softened for a moment, but she quickly hardened it again and glared at me.
"You’re not backing out of the deal, are you?"
The reason Eris was being so obedient was, of course, the secret pact with the Albathea countess family.
"If this is just to trick me..."
"I’m not tricking you."
I pulled her nape toward me, bringing our faces close.
"I promise. If you obey nicely, the bloodshed will be kept to a minimum."
"......"
No bloodshed?
Impossible for no one to die.
That’s the kind of nonsense the goddess cult priests spout. This is the Demon King’s army.
"How much blood the count’s territory people shed is up to you. The more you satisfy me, the less blood will flow there."
I thumbed away the sweat trickling down her cheek.
"Every drop of your sweat and love juices that spills means fewer drops of blood from those you want to protect. Got it?"
"Y-Yes, I got it."
I was planting the seed.
Setting the frame.
"The harder you milk my cum, the more you satisfy me, the safer Albathea County becomes."
Her sex with me wasn’t just simple sex.
"How well you please me will determine how our legion treats and responds to Albathea County."
Sex with me—servicing me with her body—was actually protecting her family and her people.
"Am I asking for much? Did I tell you to swing swords at humans? Or let orcs gang-rape, torture, and dismember them?"
If she refused sex with me or didn’t try hard, Knight Eris could face all the worst scenarios she’d imagined when first captured in the dungeon.
"Answer me."
"Y-Yes, I understand..."
"Hmm."
Normally, she’d say “Understood, sir,” but this was my design flaw.
I’d made a deal with Eris Albathea, count’s daughter. Naturally, she saw me as her equal or beneath.
Where’s the lady gonna go?
A noble and a skilled knight to boot.
Without the handcuffs, she could subdue and kill me in an instant, so her informal speech wasn’t all that strange.
"Up you go."
"......?!"
I lifted her arms high.
Then pressed her body to mine, chests touching.
"Open your mouth."
"N-Ngh..."
"We made a deal. Time to seal it."
"Th-This is the seal?"
"What could be more binding between man and woman?"
Though my cock was already poking her cervix.
"We’ll be having sex from now on, so we need to get used to kissing too."
"Ngh...!"
"Or just stay still."
I supported her lower back with one hand and gripped the back of her head with the other.
Grabbing her head like a basketball wasn’t romantic, but pulling just firmly enough to prevent her from pulling away or dodging gave her a subtle warning.
I hadn’t been forceful with thrusting, but now I was with the kiss.
Not closing my eyes, just staring at her, left Eris with only one choice.
"......Haa."
In the end, Eris slowly parted her lips.
She squeezed her eyes shut, opening her mouth to survive.
*Lick.*
I lightly licked her lips.
The moment they touched, her pussy twitched, and her outstretched hands trembled slightly with the cuffs.
*Lick, lick.*
No rush—slow and leisurely, like those restrained K-drama kisses.
Moistening her lips gently, prolonging it.
*Squish, squish.*
Every kiss made her pussy clench.
Since I wasn’t focusing on my cock but the kiss, Eris’s mind had to fixate on her mouth.
What about her pussy?
Instinctively clenching.
"......Haa."
Eris let out an aroused moan.
No need to check below—her juices were soaking my cock.
Maybe time to switch positions?
I had to make it as comfortable as possible for Eris.
Holding her, I spun us around slowly.
She startled at first, but with my cock buried leisurely as we turned, she didn’t resist.
*Squish.*
I laid Eris on the bed.
Not flat on her back, but shifted from her initial impalement to me on top, pressed close.
*Lick.*
I slid my tongue from top to bottom into her mouth.
She pursed her lips to block it—but
*Squish.*
"......!!"
A light thrust forward made her eyes fly wide, body shuddering.
She came.
Tears welled in her eyes.
But she couldn’t speak.
"Mmm... *Smack*... Nngh..."
All she could do was open her mouth if she didn’t want my cock deeper.
In bed, dominance is crystal clear.
Missionary and thrust—that’s it.
*Lick, lick.*
I pushed my tongue in, tangling with hers.
She pulled back at first, but soon yielded to my insistent tongue, tentatively offering hers in surrender.
*Slurp.*
We tangled tongues in earnest.
Teasing every spot like a caress, syncing leisurely hip rolls to churn her pussy sopping wet.
Eris’s resistance faded bit by bit.
There hadn’t been much to begin with, but changes rippled through her still body.
Her awkwardly splayed legs wrapped hesitantly around my waist.
Holding them up must’ve been tiring.
Yet even mid-kiss, her eyes held a hint of discomfort.
During sex, a man must read her unease, her desires, faster than ever.
Where her gaze lingered—
There.
Her armpit.
Lady-like smooth, no hair, nothing to worry about, but mid-kiss, her eyes flicked there unconsciously.
Embarrassed?
Partly.
*Slide.*
"Ah."
I pulled her arm.
Guiding it so she could wrap around my neck, sliding both my arms through hers to hug my back.
"......."
Her eyes said it all.
This wasn’t a hug.
Just the cuffs forcing her hands onto my back.
"Nngh... Mmm..."
But the moment her hands settled comfortably—
"......Haa."
Her mouth opened wider than before, eyes demurely closed as she wrapped her tongue around mine.
*Squish, squish.*
Rape, yet like sweet, languid lover’s sex—all tempo matched to Eris.
"......!!"
Eris shuddered violently.
Her arms and legs clamped tight around me as I timed my creampie inside her.
"Ah... Haa...!"
Eris cried out in ecstasy.
Undoubtedly from the fullness of cum filling her alongside the sensation.
"Eris."
I tidied her disheveled hair and kissed her cheek.
"......."
Savoring the afterglow, I stayed buried leisurely atop her, collapsing gently.
*Shiver.*
Her body trembled faintly, nails digging lightly into my back.
Not to scratch me with that weak grip.
Heh.
Clueless in pleasure, a female’s instinctive clawing at a man’s back.
Evening.
"Good. That’ll do."
After the creampie, I ate dinner with Eris and took the letter from her.
I am alive.
The Vampire Legion seeks a deal.
Written in noble florid language.
"Now we just deliver this to Count Albathea."
"......."
"Don’t look so glum. You didn’t betray humanity to survive. You chose the Albathea family."
I stroked her hair and pocketed the letter.
"Alright. Off you go."
"Go?"
Eris blinked.
"Uh, where?"
"Where do you think."
I paused deliberately, and she glanced nervously at the bed—but
"Your room."
"......."
"It’s evening. Work’s over. I’m clocking out."
"......."
I pointed outside.
*Clench.*
Her hand on my thigh balled into a fist, trembling.