A Mage's First Time (2)
A Mage's First Time (2)
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"You have arrived."
"Hhk."
Fuck! You scared the shit out of me!
The moment I opened the front door, Rebecca appeared, making me suck in a breath.
I mean, opening a door and finding someone standing right there staring at you was terrifying. I had no idea how she always managed to be there at the exact moment someone opened it. Did she have CCTV monitoring the front entrance or something? If not, was her hearing simply that good?
Come to think of it, she'd displayed superhuman senses back at that pig bastard's mansion too. When it came to that mansion, I half-suspected she performed better than my minimap.
But her perked-up ears barely moved at all. They said dogs and cats expressed themselves with their ears, but I'd never seen Rebecca's ears move. Maybe movement and performance weren't particularly related?
"Where's Niniel?"
"She spent the night with the Holy Sword and has now fallen asleep. Nothing untoward occurred."
She said there were no issues, but the twitch at the corner of Rebecca's eyes made it pretty clear she wasn't happy about it. Her face looked slightly haggard too, like something exhausting had happened.
Mm. That Holy Sword. I had no idea what the hell she was getting up to when I wasn't around. But I couldn't exactly carry her around again, either. It'd only been a few days since she took human form, so I'd feel bad telling her to go back to being a sword already.
Only after finishing her answer about Niniel did Rebecca look at me.
"You are late."
"Uh, mm. Yeah."
Mm. This woman, her expression was deadpan, but she was radiating this absolute aura of disapproval! Why was she staring at me like that?!
Rebecca was now openly looking me up and down. I mean, wasn't staring at someone that blatantly incredibly rude? Was this world different? Was I judging people by overly modern sensibilities...?
"I do not see the sword you took with you."
Urk.
"Mm. Sorry, I used it and it ended up breaking. It's not like I used it roughly or anything, it just sort of happened. Ha, haha. Ha..."
"...You mean it broke?"
"Uh..."
Rebecca flinched. Was she angry? She'd gone on about it being a family weapon and all, so she had every right to be mad! This woman seemed to take the family stuff more seriously than Ariel did, somehow. But since I was the one who broke the sword, I had nothing to say.
"...I apologize. To think the maintenance was so poor that the weapon broke. It is my fault."
"Huh?"
"If you would punish me, I shall accept it willingly."
Rebecca bowed her head as she said that.
No, what was with her? Her attitude was seriously weird.
I was the one who had insisted on choosing the sword myself instead of taking her recommendation, so why was she asking to be punished? Was this another manifestation of her Persecution Complex?
"Ah, no, forget it. I'm not hurt, so it's fine. More importantly. Mm."
I cut myself off and cleared my throat for no reason. There was something more important at hand right now.
"I intend to perform the Amplification Act now."
Ariel had seized the initiative. As if she disliked the unnecessary conversation dragging on, she spoke quickly, almost spitting the words out.
"...Is that so. Then I shall make the preparations."
"Mm."
"Yoo-jin, please also return to your room and prepare. I shall inform you when this side is ready."
"R-right."
Rebecca froze up for a moment, then turned and began leading the way.
Feeling something I'd have a hard time defining in a single word, I returned to my room.
Telling another person, "I’m about to have sex, so make the preparations," felt incredibly strange. The sheer embarrassment made me feel as if my whole body were twisting.
Come to think of it, I had heard that when kings of the Joseon dynasty shared a bed with a consort, elderly court ladies stayed beside them. If the king became overly excited, they'd tug on a silk cord to warn him to restrain himself, or something like that.
If that were me, it would've felt pretty damn horrific. Because even just telling a third party about the upcoming sex, rather than the participants themselves, felt intensely off-putting.
But Ariel and Rebecca acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
...Don't tell me that Rebecca woman was going to stand by and interfere or something? Saying things like "Please do not get too excited," or "Don't place your hands there," and that sort of thing?
That woman, how should I put it, she had this sort of excess-loyalty thing going on, so she might actually do it. If she suggested watching from the side, I'd kick her out with zero hesitation.
Thinking such thoughts, I stepped into the bathroom.
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I washed myself thoroughly and put on reasonably neat clothes. I thought about putting on some cologne... or something if I had any, but. Come on, what cologne. The scent of soap was enough.
"..."
I paced around my room restlessly for no reason.
Something, something was really weighing on my mind.
Unlike usual, a corner of my mind felt strangely unsettled. Normally, I'd have surrendered to lust and had sex however the mood carried us, but what I felt now was more like... yes, the anxiety before an arranged marriage meeting. Of course, I'd never actually attended one, but that was what it felt like.
Was it because it was broad daylight? If it were with my girls, I could go crazy with carnal desire in broad daylight and lose myself in it, but with Ariel, I felt like I couldn't do that.
Was it because it was her first time? That might be part of it.
...How should I put it? I didn't know why I was acting like such a virgin. I wasn't one anymore.
-Knock knock.
"It's me. Are you ready?"
"Uh, yeah! I'm coming out!"
Outside the room, Rebecca was waiting for me, her face looking more refreshed than before. When I'd seen her at the front door earlier, she'd looked a little tired, but apparently she'd washed up in the meantime. Don't tell me she bathed together with her mistress or something.
Rebecca looked me over once more, then turned around.
"Let us go."
"...Yeah."
That just now was an appraising look. If she hadn't approved, she might've sent me back to wash again. Mm. The atmosphere kept getting weirder by the minute. My mood was teetering on the edge of turning sour.
"..."
Rebecca, who'd been walking ahead for a while, suddenly stopped.
"Lady Ariel is..."
"Hm?"
"It is Lady Ariel's first time."
"I know that. Why?"
Rebecca continued speaking without turning around.
"Although she is not as fragile as Lady Niniel, Lady Ariel is delicate as well. I am concerned whether she will be able to endure what you do. Please do not treat her as roughly as you treated your women—or me."
"...I can manage that much on my own, so don't worry about it."
The words came out with a sharper edge than I intended. But I couldn't help it. I understood that Rebecca was worried, but hearing her keep butting in like that was steadily worsening my mood.
Besides, I only ever played to the degree my partner could handle. I didn't do things they disliked or that were dangerous. What did she take me for?
I glared at the back of Rebecca's head with those thoughts, but Rebecca didn't so much as flinch. No, actually, I thought her ears twitched slightly.
"...Then I am relieved. Let us go."
Rebecca seemed aware that she was skirting the line herself, so she didn't say anything more and resumed walking.
...
"This is the room. Please do not forget what I have said."
"Yeah. I got it, so get going. Hurry up and go."
Rebecca nodded and withdrew. Her expression was blank, but I still got the feeling that she was dissatisfied about something.
-Knock knock.
"Come in."
When I opened the door after hearing Ariel's response, the scene inside the room came into view.
"Hm."
It was definitely a little larger than the guest room. The bedding was relatively ornate as well. The bedsheets were as immaculately white as magnolia blossoms. Inside the room, darkened by drawn curtains, even a scented candle burned, giving off a subtle fragrance.
"You've come."
Ariel, on the other hand. Mm.
She was just wrapped in a slightly oversized bathrobe.
It was a bit anticlimactic.
I mean, Ariel's base specs were so good that even this wasn't bad, but since she'd set the mood this elaborately, I'd honestly expected her to at least wear something light and fluttery, like a negligee. Did she not have one?
Suddenly, Ariel spoke up.
"So. What should we do now?"
"Well, first..."
I looked at Ariel's face and closed my mouth.
Perched on the bed and looking up at me, Ariel's expression actually seemed more devoid of emotion than usual. No, it wasn't that she had no emotion. The slight trembling of her body showed she was considerably tense.
Right. I couldn't be spacing out too. Here, I was the one with more experience. I had to lead.
"Should we start by undressing?"
"Let's."
Ariel slipped the bathrobe smoothly off and draped it casually over the bed. And then, Ariel's pure white naked body was revealed.
I stared at Ariel's body, forgetting even to breathe.
Silver hair and long eyelashes. Slender arms and breasts just beginning to swell. Her waist curved in a graceful, porcelain-smooth line.
When I lowered my gaze, I saw a cute little navel shaped like a short vertical slit. Below it was a tiny cleft, so fine it was almost invisible from where I stood. If the shadow had not outlined it, I might not have realized it was there.
It was like looking at a work of art. Was I really allowed to touch this body? A figure so delicate and beautiful I feared it might break. If my tastes had skewed just a little younger, I probably would've fallen into this body and never climbed out.
On the other hand, I was worried. Would I even fit inside? Was she actually going to get hurt?
"Next?"
"Ah, right."
For some reason, it felt like Ariel was leading, not me. But I couldn't just stand here spacing out any longer. I reached out my hand and stroked Ariel's shoulder.
"..."
Ariel flinched the moment my hand touched her. Feeling her skin, which was a little cool, I caressed various parts of Ariel. From her shoulder, over her collarbone, slowly downwards. Whether it was the cold or tension, Ariel's fine body hair was faintly standing up.
As I stroked the fine hairs and brought my hand to Ariel's modest chest, she spoke.
"Are we going to keep doing this standing up?"
"Ah, no. Lie down on the bed."
"I see. This differs from what I know. Do as you wish."
Saying that, Ariel lay down stiff as a board. The way she stared at the ceiling made it seem like she was just trying to endure this time.
That would not do. No matter how much amplification was the purpose of this act, sex should be enjoyable.
I grabbed Ariel's chin and moved my mouth right to—
"Wait. Is kissing strictly necessary?"
"Huh?"
Ariel pushed my face away with her small hand.
"Do you not already have relationships in which you have promised a future? Two of them, even. Would it not be proper to perform only the strictly necessary acts?"
"..."
What the hell. Why was she saying such mood-killing things? Sure, I'd shown her plenty of me watching my step around the girls, but still, bringing that up even at a time like this. I felt a little prick of wounded pride.
"...Fine. Kissing isn't strictly necessary."
Saying that, I applied 「Pleasure」 to my hand and began touching Ariel's body.
"Mmm."
"How is it?"
"I'm not sure. Are you doing something to me right now?"
"...Then how about this?"
"I can feel that you are touching me, but beyond that, I'm not sure what else I'm supposed to be feeling."
"..."
Weak. Ariel barely reacted. She was not merely playing coy; her body itself truly was not responding.
Even when I applied 「Pleasure」 and 「Sensitivity Enhancement」 at the same time and toyed with her nipples, the tiny buds neither flushed nor hardened. Her body temperature remained unchanged as well.
"Are we not there yet?"
"N-no. Hold on. Something's weird."
Even when my wounded pride drove me to throw every skill I had at her, Ariel only showed reflexive flinching, with no sign of arousal. If I'd thrown this much at my girls, they'd have been writhing by now.
D-don't tell me I was just that bad at this?! That I was bad at sex?!
No, I might be bad at sex. But the skills should work.
But no matter how many skills I threw at Ariel, there was no reaction. What the hell was with this woman? How could the skills not work?
"In that case, may I try doing it myself?"
"Uh, yeah. Sure."
Suddenly, Ariel sat up, pushed me down, and climbed on top of me. The cowgirl position. But I doubted this would change anything.
I left Ariel to it and sank into thought.
Ariel's traits showed only 「Aggression」; there didn't seem to be anything else relevant. So why was she so numb? Could there be something else I didn't know about?
"Ghk? Wh-what the?!"
Ariel poured lotion all over my cock! Where the hell had she gotten that?
"Rebecca mentioned that something like this might be necessary."
Saying that, Ariel positioned her slit over my cock and sat down. Yet even while doing something like that, her face showed no trace of arousal.
That Rebecca woman... did she know Ariel was numb? If so, she should have warned me. No, wait—numb?
I opened Ariel's Status Window.
[Status Effect: 「Dulled Sensitivity」]
"..."
"Mmm. Is it this side?"
Paying no attention to Ariel's muttering, I stared blankly at the Status Window before my eyes.
What the hell was this? Why did she have this on her?
The one relief was that this was a temporary effect, not an inherent trait.
Anyway, so that was why her reactions were so weak.
No problem. Whatever it was, I just had to dispel it with Sex Warrior's Performance. I immediately removed the Dulled Sensitivity. Good, now we could have a good time...
"Uh, uh. Hey, what are you doing?!"
"Would finishing quickly not be mutually beneficial for both you and me? Mmm. If I do it this way..."
"Uh, hey, wait! If you do that right now—!"
Ignoring my words, Ariel spread her small cleft, and then used her body weight to slam herself down onto me!
"Gahhk?"
With what sounded like something tearing, Ariel's eyes rolled upward, and she collapsed onto me. Good god. Even with 「Aggression」 as a trait, how could she do it like this?
"I mean, hey, if you do it so recklessly—"
"..."
"...Are you okay?!"
Christ! She wasn't breathing?!
"Hey, hey! Hey! Hey!"
Sh-she was dead!