She Can't Even Walk Straight Anymore!
"It's because Seojun wrecked my pussy with his cock."
Mwah. A fresh bruise blooming on bare skin. Ragged tears all over. I layered my lips over them again and again.
"Mmm…."
Lena let out a sweet moan. A clear bite mark on her collarbone. Mwah. Finally, a kiss on her lips. My heartfelt apology, for what it was worth.
Only then did a smile spread across Lena's face.
"Hehe. It doesn't hurt at all now."
"Good to hear."
I forced an awkward smile to soothe my aching conscience.
"Shall we go wash up? You look a total mess."
Sweat from all night. Blood. Love juices. Cum. Everything caked together in a sticky mess. A sour, fishy stench hung in the air.
"No, I gotta pee first."
Lena braced against the sofa and lifted her hips. Just as she tried to stand on wobbly legs—
Thud!
"Ow…!"
Lena yelped and collapsed.
"Lena, you okay?"
I rushed to support her.
"Ugh…."
Lena scrunched her brows. Clutching her lower belly, she twisted her legs together.
"It hurts so bad…."
Her snow-white thighs trembled.
"……."
Creak. An ominous sound from between her legs. Had I damaged her pelvis? Traces of my cock. I felt sorry.
And yet. A strange sense of male superiority welled up inside me.
"I told you to heal it with magic. Why be so stubborn when you can't even walk properly?"
I scolded her, suppressing that smug feeling.
Lena shook her head.
"No way! I can't use magic at all right now."
"Why not? You always do it so easily. Like, snap your fingers."
I asked, exasperated.
Suddenly, Lena's eyes sparkled. An innocent smile. A bright, cheerful voice.
"'Cause I'm crippled!"
"…Pardon?"
I couldn't believe my ears.
"Cr-c-crippled?"
Lena nodded vigorously.
"You said it yesterday, Seojun! That you'd rape me and turn me into a cripple!"
My breath caught.
"My pelvis feels totally shattered! My pussy's so crippled I can't even take a step!"
That beautiful face. Those pretty lips. Spewing such vulgar bombs.
"Ah, please watch your language!!"
I hurriedly clamped my hand over her mouth.
"Mmph! Mmphmm!!"
Muffled sounds against my palm. Lena curved her eyes seductively.
"Use nicer words! Please!"
Forget the embarrassment— hearing my own words thrown back at me was maddening. Straight-up chuunibyou vibes. I'd be kicking blankets over this for life.
"Pfft… mmm."
Lena flicked her tongue against my palm. I pulled my hand away cautiously.
"You did cripple me, Seojun."
"S-so… what do you want me to do?"
I nodded quickly, thinking I should shut her mouth first.
Instantly. A sly grin. She spread her arms wide.
"Carry me."
"……."
"I can't even pee by myself now. You wrecked my pussy, Seojun."
She just had to use that awful phrase again.
"Carry me everywhere all day. Wash me, feed me. Everything."
So this was her goal. Fake injury as an excuse. Such a sly elf.
I let out a disbelieving chuckle.
"That's pretty much what we do every day any—"
I'd always fed her, bathed her. Basically carried her around like a baby.
Just as I was about to point that out—
"Sob…."
Tears welled up in Lena's eyes. Lightning-quick mood switch.
"You punched me in the gut yesterday, right…?"
"……."
Yeah. That huge, dark bruise on her pale lower belly. My fist's mark. She'd begged for it, but still.
Throb. My innocent conscience stung.
"What if I'm infertile now? Sob."
She even fake-sniffled.
"If I can't have your baby, Seojun, how am I supposed to live… waaah…."
"……."
Slender fingers over her eyes. Wine-red irises peeking through the gaps.
I could see everything. It was all so obvious.
But whatever.
"Haa…."
What could I do? I'd done it.
More than that.
She's too damn cute.
Even her obvious fox tricks were adorable. I was totally under her spell.
I threw up my hands in surrender.
"Fine, fine. Geez."
I bent down. One arm under her knees, the other around her slim waist.
"Up you go."
I lifted her effortlessly.
"Kyaa—!"
A joyful squeal. Princess carry.
"Hehe."
The fake tears vanished. Lena wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbing her face against my chest with a happy hum.
"Your arms are so big and comfy."
"Stay still—you're heavy."
"Pfft. Elves have hollow bones, you know. I'm not heavy at all."
"Yeah, yeah. Sure."
First I'd heard of it. Hollow bones? What was she, a bird?
I didn't bother arguing. Just walked silently.
Squish. Jiggle. Pleasant friction between our bare skins. The feel of her babyish whining in my arms.
Honestly? I didn't hate it.
Bathroom.
Click. I gently set Lena on the toilet.
"It's cold…."
Chilly porcelain on bare skin. Lena flinched but kept her arms around me.
"Let go now. You need to do your business."
"No. Keep holding me."
"Didn't you say you had to pee?"
"Make me pee while you hold me."
"……."
I facepalmed in disbelief.
"Call me when you're done. I'll wait outside."
I gently pried her arms from my neck.
Turning to leave—
Grab.
My wrist was caught.
"Don't go, you idiot."
Lena yanked roughly.
"Should I stay here then?"
"Duh."
"……."
"Or I'll just go pee in the living room?"
Innocent face. Filthy threat.
"You're a grown adult, what the—"
"I'm really gonna pee! Right on your face!"
Like a tantruming kid. But.
…That look in her eyes means business?
Sparkling gaze. Dead serious. She'd cause a massive disaster right now.
Golden shower incoming, uninvited.
"Haa…."
I turned back.
"Alright, alright."
I stood in front of the toilet. Averted my eyes to the ceiling.
"Don't look away."
"Huh?"
"Watch my pussy pee."
"…What?"
This wasn't puppy potty training. What the hell?
"Look now! Bend down."
Vicious command. No resisting that.
She was the top dog; I was the underdog.
I lowered my gaze slowly. Met her coy, wine-red eyes.
"Pet my head too."
Lena tapped her crown with her index finger.
"Praise me for doing a good job."
"You're not a kid…."
A sigh of exasperation.
What could I do? My hand was already stroking her silver hair.
Pet. Pet. I combed through her silky strands carefully.
"Nng… mmph…."
Trickle-trickle-.
Her wounded pussy struggled, squirting out urine.
Fishy tang tickled my nose over her sweet herbal scent.
"Nng… aren't you… gonna praise me… for peeing good?"
"Good job. Aww, our Lena pees so well."
Soul-less praise. Still, Lena purred happily.
"Haaah… feels good…."
Bliss didn't last.
"Ow, ngh…!"
Her brows furrowed suddenly. Hips jerked up from the seat.
"You okay?"
"It huuuurts…."
Lena bit her lip hard. Hunched over, clutching her lower belly.
Torn mucosa. Even urine stung like hell.
"Ugh… it burns so bad."
Tears beaded in her eyes.
"Told you to just heal it with ma—"
"This is all your fault, Seojun…."
Resentful glare. Dripping with thick lust.
"It's 'cause Seojun wrecked my pussy with his cock."
Relentless vulgarity.
"You pounded it so hard… ha! Even peeing hurts like this…."
Lena's cheeks flushed instead. Pain reminding her of being ravaged? Pervert among perverts.
…Though my dick twitching at her reaction made me no better. Birds of a feather?
"Ngh… haa… all done."
Her tense shoulders relaxed.
"Good work."
I sighed in relief. Wipe and done.
Ripped off some toilet paper—
"Eek!"
Lena flinched back in horror. Pressed against the tank.
Pale as a ghost.
"Wh-what?"
"Are you crazy?! How am I supposed to wipe with that!"
She frantically covered between her legs.
"Bidet it gently then?"
"Crazy?! Water jet here and I'll actually die!"
Not exaggeration, probably.
"Then what? You gonna leave it?"
Lena's eyes darted.
"Let's go to the bath and wash."
A sly smile.
"So carry me."
Arms wide open.
My gaze drifted down unwittingly. Between spread legs. Urine droplets dangling.
"No… not even wiped…."
"Hurry and carry me! I wanna go in your arms."
Willful nonsense. No breaking that innocent stubbornness.
"Haa. Feels like raising a kid."
I bent down. Scooped up her naked body.
"Hehe."
Warm, wet sensation. Hot droplets on my arms.
Scent teasing my nose, mixed with her aroma.
Should be gross.
But it's turning me on, weirdly.
Knowing or not, Lena burrowed into me like a child. Rubbed her cheek on my chest, giggling.
Spa. Hot spring bath. Steam rising mistily.
I sat Lena carefully on the shower chair. Tested the water temp.
"Hot!"
"Quit whining. It's barely lukewarm."
Pumped lotion into my palm. Lathered it up.
Moved behind her. Gently scrubbed from her shoulders.
"Mmm…."
Lazy moan. Her body twitched pleasurably at each touch.
"Tell me if it hurts."
"Doesn't hurt. Feels amazing."
Eyes half-closed, voice dreamy. Cat-like bliss.
Finished back and arms. Moved to her front.
Plump breasts. Dark bruises blooming wide on bare skin.
Lotioned hands circled and cleaned gently.
Squish. Stretchy. Insane bounce in my palms. Squeezed all night, yet no sag.
"Your hands feel so good, Seojun."
Upper body done. Lower half left.
Grabbed the showerhead. Knelt down in front of her.
"Spread your legs a bit."
She parted them obediently. Wide.
Snowy thighs framing devastation. Torn mucosa quivering pitifully.
"Might sting a little."
Water pressure low as possible. Sprayed carefully.
"Ngh… ha… stiiings…."
Water hit; her waist twisted. Toes curled, soft whimpers.
"Just a bit longer. Gotta clean it or it'll get infected."
As gentle as I could. Fingertips wiped away crusted fluids.
Then.
"Seojun."
Pain numbed? Lena looked down at me, head bowed.
"See this?"
Finger pointing to raw red flesh. Wine-red eyes curving coyly.
"My pussy all wrecked."
Licked her lips with a red tongue.
"You tore it yesterday."
"……."
"So take proper responsibility. Got it?"
Sticky tone. Blunt demand.
"……."
I paused, choosing words. Thumb pressed firmly on swollen mucosa.
"Hyah?!"
Her waist bucked wildly.
"Of course."
Casual reply. Wet hands gripped soft thighs tight.
"This pussy's mine forever now."
Stared straight into her eyes.
"Can't have it broken, right?"
Heavy possessiveness.
"Gotta take good care of it if I wanna use it for a long, long time."
Instantly.
"……."
Thick silence. Breathing stopped.
Flutter-flutter-flutter—!
Pointed ears flapping like mad.
"Uh… th-that… Seojun's gonna… my pussy…."
Her pale cheeks burned bright.
"For a long, long time… I mean, forever, my pussy, Seojun's… ngh…."
Stammering mess. Shyly whipped her head away. Hands cupping cheeks, deflated.
Serves her right— she lobbed the straight ball first. Now crumbling under the return.
Too damn cute.