The White Wind Howls (30)
The White Wind Howls (30)
#125
The moment my rough palm cupped Lily's breast, the warm, pliant flesh spilled between my fingers.
The pertly risen nipple tapped lightly against the center of my palm.
That symbol of womanhood I had been sucking and mouthing just moments before.
It was even more slippery and soft now, crushed against me after being soaked in the cold river water.
"Hwaah♥"
Lily closed her eyes slightly and leaned her body against mine.
"Your hands are so big—"
I slowly rubbed her breasts with my hand, caressing them with my entire palm.
"Hnnng♥ Right there... touch the tip harder..."
"Miss Lily, we made a promise. That's enough for today."
Lily clung to me with a dreamy, melted expression.
"I know... but this is just a bath. Something a gentleman ought to do♥"
Water droplets slid between my fingers and trickled down the valley of her breasts.
I had to start moving my hand between her legs as well.
I purposefully slid the hand that had been stroking her lower belly and mound further down.
Slippery and sticky. And above all, wet.
"Haa... haa... Washing me thoroughly?"
When I gently rubbed the entrance with my middle finger, her firmly shut thighs parted shallowly, as if that were the only proper response.
"I'll put it in."
"Okay."
If her pussy had a personality of its own, it would probably say something like this.
"Huh? Didn't you just come by earlier, mister?
I... I didn't know you'd be back so soon...
Aah! I haven't cleaned the room yet! Don't come in!"
Then I would reply like this.
"Sorry... but since I'm the one who messed it up, I came to clean."
I moved my fingers and slowly spread the lips of her vulva.
Trickle—
Then her pussy gently opened, and the semen pooled inside seeped out onto my fingertips.
The hot, thick fluid was boastfully warm—whether because it had been heated to a toasty temperature inside Lily's womb, or because the hot pussy juice trickling from her pussy had mixed in with it.
To put it a bit dramatically, it was steaming as it met the cold temperature of the river.
"Hwah— it's leaking out..."
I pushed a finger in and tried to extract the remaining white fluid.
But honestly, the problem was that even if I tried to wipe it away, her pussy juice was flowing so heavily that wiping became pointless.
"Miss, please stop dripping for a moment. There's no point in washing you otherwise."
"Sowwy. But Lily can't stop getting we-et♥"
Lily began to relax her body with a dreamy expression.
"Whoa! Stand up straight. What if you fall into the river?"
"Eeeh. You can just hold onto me, mister."
"I'm already short on hands washing you—I have my limits. At least do one of the two: keep your balance, or stop dripping pussy juice."
"Hnnng♥ Ah, I don't think I can do either..."
"Nothing's impossible in this world."
"Lily doesn't know, no I don't♥ Mister, do it for meee—"
Hah...
I pulled the finger washing her vulva out and grabbed her buttocks with both hands.
"Ah? Why did you stop... Lily's still dirty, you have to wash more."
"Because nothing will be resolved this way. Let's try washing you out by borrowing the power of gravity."
"Huh?"
"Hnng—"
I tightened my core and lifted Lily by her hips.
"Aaaah!!"
Even though there was a difference in our physiques, she seemed to weigh at least 40 kilograms.
"Ugh!"
Shit. Damn heavy.
Even if my body had been tempered by countless laborious tasks—and had grown oddly larger, whether due to the Mage's Imprint or whatever—holding up a forty-kilogram mass of flesh continuously in an unstable posture was a stretch no matter how I thought about it.
Even the strongmen of the present day were all about finding a stable posture and enduring it. Moreover, I was no strongman, and the biggest problem was that Lily was trembling and convulsing constantly on my body while gushing pussy juice.
Should I just put her back down?
No, that would be embarrassing. What was the reason men who lifted women up didn't put them down? Pride, that was why.
"What's this all of a sudden?!"
Without answering her, I spread the hands supporting her buttocks apart to either side.
Crack.
"Wha, what is this..."
Lily blushed and avoided my gaze.
"Let's borrow the power of gravity a little. If you stay spread like this without stimulating your pussy, we should be able to naturally drain all the semen pooled inside your womb."
"But I liked it when you washed me..."
"If my fingers go in, too much pussy juice comes out, so it won't work. So please bear with it for a moment."
"Nnngh."
Lily considered a counterargument for a moment, but then seemed to give up and became docile.
The wind had died down before I knew it, and the rippling of the waves had subsided.
The shallow riverbank where we stood was as still as a quiet lake, reflecting Lily and me like a mirror.
That was when it happened.
Drip—
Drop.
Drop.
Drop.
Thick, sticky droplets of semen dripped from Lily's gaping pussy, sending ripples across the water's surface.
Perhaps embarrassed by the sound, Lily shrieked at me.
"Say something! I don't want to hear the sound of the semen draining out."
"Shall I?"
In some restrooms of the present day, there were bells that played music to cover up unpleasant sounds.
Lily seemed to be demanding I play that role for her.
I just needed to cover up that sound, right? I figured it would be good to just spout any random nonsense that came to mind.
"Miss Lily, do you happen to know what happens when a pussy and a cock meet?"
"... Isn't it sex?"
"...Isn't that sex?"
"The correct answer is... something pussy-tively fun happens."
Her expression cooled down frostily.
"............ Is it funny?"
Um.
"Then how about this one. Do you know why my cock is so hard today?"
"............ So that's what you're into, mister."
"Th-the answer is because I cock-ouldn't sleep! Haha. Hahaha. Ah...ha. Ha."
"And the topic itself sounds like a real pervert. It's so crass. You might have lost some points in Lily's heart. Minus 10 points."
Look who was talking. And I had only thought of those topics because I was holding you naked.
In the brief silence that followed, the sound of water came again.
Pong—!
Pong—!
Lily buried her face in my chest and mumbled.
"...... So this is what post-nut clarity is."
Where the hell did she learn that word?
"Now that my head's cooled down a bit... it feels kind of weird. It's like peeing in front of a complete stranger—"
I couldn't see her expression clearly, but her voice sounded quite embarrassed.
"Mister, sorry. I think it's almost all out. Can you put me down now?"
I stroked her back.
"Don't just try to set the mood, put me down..."
Chalbak!
The river water splashed as she stood upright.
"Hehe. The mood kind of died at the end, didn't it? Sorry."
So you've reached the age where you understand post-nut clarity too, huh?
Perhaps the feeling Lily experienced was similar to what some boy in puberty felt after secretly buying an XX hole behind the orphanage director's back—using it just fine, then washing off the semen.
Of course, that's not my story. Absolutely not.
A voice broke the silence.
"Let's head back soon."
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#126
Holding Lily's hand, I walked across the dark forest path.
"... By the way, miss."
"Hmm?"
"Is it alright to leave that bandage in that state?"
"Ah, this?"
Lily pointed at the bandage with one hand and answered.
"This is a magically treated bandage. It's something our family mass-produced a long time ago. Just wearing it raises your natural healing power, and it purifies itself if it gets contaminated."
I understood...
"Mom said they made so many of them that they took quite a loss. Back then, mages hardly ever had reason to wear bandages."
That made sense. Unless a war broke out, what reason would mages inside Arcanum ever have to suffer that kind of injury?
At worst, it would be kids like Elysia getting hurt when chemicals exploded during an experiment.
"But after the war broke out, they were all stolen. I saw them in the Eurasia military camp too, you know."
Oh dear— what a pitiable behind-the-scenes story.
"Well, thanks to it, I avoided becoming one-eyed."
She smiled bashfully as if it were nothing at all.
"So then... how long until that eye heals?"
"I wonder? As far as I know, it'll unravel on its own once the eye is fully healed."
I hoped it would heal soon...
Lily swung our clasped hands back and forth.
"Then I also have something I'm curious about!"
"Ask anything, miss."
"How many kids would you want to have later, if you could have them?"
I spoke as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder.
"Mages can't have babies, you know."
"I didn't exactly say I'd bear them for you. I do want to have them though... Ah, right, did you know? You might also be a eunuch, mister."
Pardon?
Me?
"No, think about it. The reason mages are originally infertile is because they have to conceive magic in their wombs. But your Imprint is on your cock. Though I don't know exactly where."
Was I a eunuch?
"If the Imprint is on the testicles that produce semen, then you're definitely a eunuch."
Ah, no.........
I didn't know what kind of expression I was making, but seeing it, Lily burst out laughing loudly.
"Pfft! Your expression is seriously hilarious, mister."
"This is serious for me..."
"Don't worry. You're not a eunuch."
"How would you know that, miss?"
"An older sister I'm close with told me before."
Rustle.
The sound of a thin branch breaking echoed under my foot.
An older sister... This was the first time I'd ever heard Lily use the word 'older sister'.
After all, she would never call Estelle or Lucien that, even if her life depended on it. Was this someone she was very close to?
"What kind of person is she?"
"Hmm... A super kind and funny person? Anyway, that person did a lot of research on implants engraved onto men. To cut to the chase, she said the probability of becoming a eunuch is extremely low."
"Extremely low?"
"Yeah!"
"What did this close older sister look like, by any chance?"
"Hmm... Her hair length is similar to mine... style might be a bit different? Anyway, she's an older sister known for her silver hair and amber eyes."
It seemed like I was fucked.
If you properly interpreted what that quack said, 'extremely low' could be interpreted as 'extremely high' with no problem whatsoever!
"But why do you ask? Are you trying to seduce that older sister too? F-for your information, Lily's much prettier and has a much nicer body, so there's really no need to meet her."
Seduce who? I was going to go kill her. Lily seemed to know only that one of my Imprints was on my male member, not who it had originated from.
"Is Elysia still alive? It seems like I have some business to attend to with her. I'd like to go see her as soon as I'm done with work tomorrow."
Lily spoke with a curious expression.
"You know Elysia?"
"Yes, I know her very well. I think I need to go ask her a little about whether I'm really a eunuch or not."
Lily stared at me intently and then answered.
"But her is dead. A few years ago."