Chapter 6
Chapter 6
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Training the Female Knight (2)
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To be honest, it was extremely unpleasant.
I don't like cunnilingus.
What I prefer is the opposite—a woman sucking my cock. Fellatio.
I love it when she's on her knees giving me head, her eyes glancing up at me nervously, one hand gripping the base of my shaft, and her other hand slipping down between her legs to touch herself.
I enjoy that kind of sex, but sometimes I'm more than willing to return the favor.
Lick, lick.
I teased her prominent clit with the tip of my tongue.
My gaze fixed solely on the Womb Tattoo straight ahead, I lapped at her pussy broadly with my tongue, focusing on the stimulation.
"Ahh, haah, ughhh...!"
The female knight let out a moan.
It wasn't just from the pleasure of her pussy being pleasured, nor some modest reaction to a man going down on her—
"D-don't look...!"
It was shame from knowing others were watching her lewd display.
Don't look?
Lick.
I wrapped my tongue around her clit.
Then I rolled it wide over her balls before sweeping downward, lapping broadly over her mound.
"Ahh, haah...!"
Her body twisted, her hands rattling against the restraints.
She instinctively reached out to push my head away, but the magical handcuffs turned it into nothing more than petulant resistance.
'I want to pull away too.'
She'd been locked in a dungeon.
Had she even been able to wash properly?
That distinctive unpleasantness? Best not to dwell on it.
"Haaa...."
I breathed through my mouth, lightly brushing over her mound.
Blowing straight into her pussy would be suicide, so instead, I teased the mound with puffs of air from my lips.
Lick.
I didn't breathe through my nose.
Better to handle everything through my mouth from the start than numb my sense of smell and risk gagging.
Lick.
The moment I flicked my tongue vertically inside her, parting her slightly—
"Nghaa?!"
Pssshhh.
The female knight squirted a clear gush of fluid.
Her whole body shuddered, her head thrown back, and she naturally collapsed upper body-first onto the bed.
Lick, lick.
I buried my face forward, pressing in as I lifted her torso.
In her fallen position, I kept sucking her pussy while lifting her thighs from below with both hands, slowly spreading them apart left and right.
"Ahng, aaah, hnnng...!"
The female knight covered her face with her hands.
Her modestly perky breasts still showed nipples hardened to peaks, even stiffer than before.
Should I touch them?
No. Right now, all her sensations were focused below— that's where I needed to concentrate.
"......."
I paused to catch my breath.
My jaw was starting to ache, but cunnilingus was just a means to get a virgin wet.
'This should be enough.'
A desperate reassurance for survival on the brink of death.
The pleasure alone from a man eating her out.
Our eyes met briefly with the others, but their gazes held no contempt or disgust—
Gulp.
Just a hint of envy and jealousy.
In that instant, I caught the female knight peeking at the thief through her fingers over her face. I glanced at the thief too.
'Jealous?'
The thief was jealous.
Like some pussy virgin who'd never been eaten out by a man, she kept fidgeting her fingers and pressing her thighs together.
'If you're jealous, you should've stayed a virgin.'
I only eat the pussies I deflower myself.
If the female knight had been non-virgin and the thief virgin, I'd have gone for the thief's pussy, obviously.
But the virgin was the female knight.
Just from her reactions while I ate her out, or her responses to the stimulation, I could tell right away.
Smack.
"Nghaa?!"
As I kissed her pussy like a lover, her hips lifted halfway off the bed.
And that wasn't all.
The Womb Tattoo had already filled past halfway, the glow rising even further.
It surged like a wave filling and receding, but I'd clearly seen it spike upward when she squirted earlier.
'Handy.'
An indicator to tell if she'd cum or not?
Not smart to rely solely on magic or status windows, but ignoring a useful tool is foolish.
You don't learn math and then refuse to use a calculator.
Smack.
I planted a finishing kiss and pulled back.
Standing casually, I rose without glancing sideways or behind, boldly cracking my neck left and right.
"Haa, haa, haa...."
The female knight panted with flushed arousal.
The first breath carried relief that the teasing was over.
The second, comfort as her racing heart slowed.
And in the third, I definitely sensed it.
"Aaah...."
A tinge of regret, a wish for something more—deeper stimulation, perhaps.
"Hey."
I stripped off my pants.
"It's gonna hurt, but deal with it."
"Uh, ugh...?"
"I'm kinda big. Promise—pain's just a moment, but the pleasure lasts forever."
The female knight's eyes locked on my cock.
Pretending not to, but the thief and even the Succubus Secretary were sneaking glances at it.
Physical stats aside, my dick stats were top-tier.
As a mercenary, I sucked at hunting monsters, but I'd fucked whores so well they'd comp me meals with "That was great, on the house."
"Consider it an honor."
Modern sex techniques with this cock?
"No human dick beats mine. So—"
"W-wait a sec...!!"
As I positioned my glans at her entrance to thrust in, she cried out desperately.
"I-I mean...!"
"What? Spit it out. Can't you see I'm worked up?"
Forget my raging hard-on—her freshly soaked pussy was drying out, and that was the real issue.
"So... um...."
"Hurrying. Thrusting."
"It-it's torn...!!"
"......?"
For a moment, I couldn't process what she said.
"What're you talking about?"
"I-I mean, I've never had sex, but...!"
"......."
A chill ran down my spine.
'Fuck, is she lying?'
Pretending to be a virgin when she's not?
To save her skin?
"Heh."
The Succubus Secretary watching from behind chuckled lowly, amused.
Maybe mocking me: 'Can't even tell virgin from not?'
Or—
"Never had sex, so what?"
I kept my cool, leaning forward anyway.
"Doesn't matter if you have or not. Even if you're lying, I'll fuck you better than that bastard."
"N-no, it's not that...! I-I was riding, and I had... menstrual bleeding...!"
"......."
I held position, glans right at her entrance.
Gripping her thighs, spreading her legs wide, I stared down at her impassively.
"Ah."
A memory clicked.
"So, no blood when you lose it?"
Not a good memory.
Reminded me of an ex who claimed her hymen tore during gymnastics and swore she was a virgin.
Does that actually happen?
Yeah, probably.
Some girls break it with dildos, others from vigorous legwork causing internal spasms.
"Hmm, what to do... If you're not a virgin—"
"W-wait! I-I really am a virgin!"
The female knight pleaded desperately.
"I am a virgin, really! D-don't cast me out...!"
Bingo.
'Caught you.'
This woman thought non-virgins die.
Thanks to tossing the priestess and female warrior to male prisoners and orcs to set the mood, she was badly mistaken now.
One word from the Succubus Secretary—"It's not like that~"—and the misunderstanding clears, the situation defuses.
Training over, my psychological edge gone.
But.
"I-I swear on the Goddess...!"
"...Pffahahaha!!"
The moment she invoked the Goddess over her virginity, the Succubus Secretary burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?"
"Ahaha! S-sorry, Trainer. It's just, heh, I've never seen someone invoke the Goddess to prove if they're a virgin or not... heh..."
The Succubus Secretary wiped tears, excusing herself.
'Got her.'
In the mockery and contempt rimming her eyes, I found my lifeline.
"Hmm. Fair. If you swear on virginity and you're not, you'd be a total disgrace as a knight. Denying the Goddess just to slink away alive?"
Honestly, I'd love that.
Denying humanity's Goddess to survive? Pure corruption. Perfect victory for this training moment.
...No.
If she lied like that, she'd be no different from the female warrior.
Hell, she'd have sold out the Goddess too.
"Is that it?"
"N-no!!"
"Secretary. Can't Sex Magic confirm virgin or not right away?"
I turned to the secretary.
"Hmph, hmm...."
The secretary approached with her record board, smirking slyly.
"It can, but should I check?"
Her paper was densely filled with notes on how I was training the female knight.
Testing me, she tapped the empty space with her pen.
"No."
I trusted myself.
"I'll know once I fuck her."
Not relying on a dubious succubus or unknown Sex Magic.
"Going in. Relax and stay still."
"Uh, ugh...."
Only my sex experience, skills, and senses.
Squelch.
'Please.'
If virgin, there's still a chance.
Drown her gently in pleasure, fill the Womb Tattoo over 100%, turn her into a demon obsessed with my cock to survive.
But if non-virgin, she lied for her life and sold the Goddess—no proper training possible.
Just a one-off fuck.
"I'll judge if you're virgin or not with my dick."
Squelch.
I thrust my cock into the female knight's pussy.