Shouldn't You Greet the Lower Mouth Too?
"Shouldn't you greet the lower mouth too?"
A few days later. Morning. My breath caught in my throat. Limbs wrapped tightly around my body. Even a furry mass coiled around my waist.
"Ugh..."
I cracked my eyes open. The first thing I saw was a silver crown of hair. An unrealistically beautiful face. The world's strongest high elf and my wicked employer. Lena.
I was the same. Naturally naked, of course.
What the hell does she do to me every morning?
No matter how good it felt or how turned on I got, there was a limit. Her strength was absurdly immense. Her sleeping habits were rough. And above all, that tail of hers. I'd recently learned something new. Even magically conjured tails shed fur. And it itched like hell.
"Haaah... Mm..."
A contented hum. Lena wriggled against me. Her smooth thigh slipped between my legs. Rubbing. Against my groin, already raging first thing in the morning.
"Eut."
Blood rushed south. For a healthy guy in his twenties, every day was torture.
Lena, on the other hand, was utterly relaxed.
"Haaah... Sleep well?"
Her drowsy voice. She lifted her head, and her wine-red eyes curved into a gentle smile. Her face glowed with luster. Her skin practically radiated.
Mine, meanwhile, was a wreck. Drained all night long. Dark circles hung down to my chin.
A hollow laugh escaped me.
"Hey, could you maybe get off? My joints are killing me."
"No way. It's my retirement gift. I'm gonna enjoy it."
Good grief. Did she even see me as a person?
Her shamelessness pierced the heavens. Whether she sensed my turmoil or not, Lena slithered up on top of me.
Splat. Squish. Her voluptuous breasts pressed flush against my bare chest.
Lena rubbed her cheek against mine and whined.
"Give me my morning greeting."
She stuck out her lips like an octopus tentacle. I gave her a light peck. Sweet body scent. My mouth filled with sugary sweetness right from the start.
I rubbed my eyes and tried to sit up. Thud. Lena pinned my shoulder down firmly.
"Not done yet."
"Pardon?"
"Shouldn't you greet the lower mouth too?"
Ah. I'd thought this morning might pass peacefully.
At first, I'd had no idea what she meant. My gaze drifted to her lower half.
"C'mon, no spacing out. Hurry up and moisten those lips."
Lena clapped her hands and sat up. She bent her knees slightly, standing straddled awkwardly. Legs spread wide. The so-called frog pose. Ugly on anyone else, but on her, it was a masterpiece.
Between her pristine white thighs. Dripping pink mucosa fully exposed.
"..."
No matter how many times, I couldn't get used to it. This hardcore morning ritual.
"Hey, I'm kinda tired today, so..."
"I'm not tired at all, so it's fine."
Selfish elf.
"Hurry up and. Greet. Me. That's an order from your employer."
Whoosh. Above her ass, a translucent tail popped out. It wrapped around my neck. Yanked me straight between her legs in one pull.
"Eup!"
My breath caught again. Hot breath on my nose. Sweet and tangy female scent.
I resigned myself and pursed my lips. Peck. A light kiss on her labia.
"You idiot Seojun!"
Smack. A light swat to my head.
"Who said to do it so sloppily!"
"Sloppily?"
"Where's your tongue?!"
The intensity kept escalating. She'd been satisfied with just the outside at first.
I looked up at Lena. She gripped her thighs, huffing. Cheeks flushed pink. Silver hair cascading seductively.
"Stick your tongue in, quick. Greet every wrinkle thoroughly!"
Her urging voice. I swallowed dryly.
I lowered my head again. Slick. The parted slit. I cautiously pushed my tongue inside.
"Eut...!"
Lena's back arched like a bow. So hot. The inner walls clung to my tongue like they wanted to swallow it whole.
I slowly rolled my tongue deeper. Just as ordered, I meticulously licked between the folds.
Soon, milky fluid smeared around my mouth.
"Eut... Ah... Good..."
Her thin moans. Lena slammed my head down hard.
Tap. My tongue tip hit something. The feel of a thin, tough membrane. Hymen.
"Ah... Ung... There... More..."
Her thighs clamped my head tight. A gush flooded my mouth. Thick morning love juices. The unique musky sweetness from overnight buildup. Fishy, tangy female scent.
My mind went hazy.
"Haaaah... Good boy, Seojun."
Only after a while did Lena release my head. Panting breath. The seductive elf wetting her own lips with her tongue.
I roughly wiped my mouth, slick with fluids. Barely escaped the bed. Hurried to the bathroom before that elf could cling again.
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Breakfast prep time. Something heavy on my back.
"Seojunaaa~."
A koala latched to my back. Naturally, still naked Lena.
Splat. Squish. Massive breasts squished against my back with every move. Soft bare skin.
Felt good, but...
"Dangerous while cooking. Get off, please."
Too much in the way for meal prep.
"No way. It's mine. Why should I get off?"
Whining. Grumbling. She buried her nose in my nape, sniffing nonstop.
"Sniff sniff. Sniff. Seojun smells so good."
I surrendered. Silently flipped the pan with my tyrannical boss clinging to my back. I endured because she smelled good and felt nice. Me.
Sizzle-!
A delicious aroma rose. Today's menu: simple bacon fried rice.
I plated it and headed to the table. Clunk. No sooner had I set the bowl down than...
Leap. Lena vaulted onto my shoulders, facing me, legs spread. Arms locked around my waist. A cicada on a tree.
What the hell was this in front of breakfast?
"What are you doing?"
"Gonna eat."
Lena pouted her lips.
"Yes, I get it, just hold on. My back's killing me. Don't move or we'll fall..."
"Hungry. Hungry. Feed me now."
I held the whining Lena in my arms. Awkwardly twisted toward the chair. Stumbled as I supported her bare ass.
Slick. My fingers brushed her ass crack. Wet mucosa texture. I kept a straight face.
The moment I sat on the chair...
"Feed me quick."
Ah-. Lena opened wide.
I sighed shortly. Adjusted her hips against mine.
Scooped a big spoonful of fried rice. Blew hoo-hoo to cool it. Just as I brought it to her lips...
Ding-dong.
My hand froze. Doorbell? Here?
"Anyone coming over?"
Outside the window: blood-red sky. Dimensional rift swarming with monsters. Mansion smack in the middle of hellish dungeon.
A visitor ringing the bell here? Some enlightened mutant monster?
Meanwhile...
"Ugh, seriously."
Lena scowled deeply. Wine-red eyes full of irritation.
"Worst timing ever."
"Who is it?"
"Delivery."
...Delivery? Here?
"Our daily necessities. And your old apartment stuff."
"How'd you..."
"Applied for a temporary Tolgate opening. Normally takes forever for approval, but slip 'em a double and it's instant."
"..."
Double? Even I, a hunter world noob, knew that. Tolgate fees weren't taxi fare. No cute word like "double" fit the bill.
How loaded is this elf?
"Pissing me off. I'll just sign quick and come back."
Lena hopped off my lap. Slick. A milky thread stretched from her wetness to my pants, then snapped.
Slap slap. Barefoot, she strode to the entrance. Voluptuous ass. Steep back and waist curve. Utterly shameless nudity.
"Wait! Stop!"
I jumped up in horror.
"Why? Just open the door and sign."
"Like that?!"
"It's my world anyway. So what."
Ridiculous. Delivery meant a delivery guy, right?
I scanned around frantically. My t-shirt draped over the sofa back caught my eye. Snatched it quick.
Flutter. Lena reaching for the door handle. I yanked the shirt over her head.
"Kyaa-!"
Her head poked out the neckline.
"What the heck, it's stuffy!"
"Please just put on some clothes! You trying to blind people?"
"I'm a high elf! Killer body! It's a treat for lowly humans!"
"That's the problem!"
And I'm a regular human too.
I swallowed that. For now, shoved her arms through the sleeves. Yanked the hem down forcibly.
But...
"Ah."
Way too short to cover her lower half. Thanks to those overwhelming tits. The shirt front tented out. Hem barely skimmed her pubis. One move and pink "down there" would flash. Way hotter than fully nude.
"See, Seojun?"
Lena bounced in place. Hem flailing wildly.
"Jump and pussy's all out? Hot, right?"
"Please stay still!"
Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Doorbell blaring desperately.
"Coming! Coming right now!"
I shoved Lena behind me. Crossed the garden to the gate. Creak.
The scene beyond...
"Huff... Huff..."
"W-We... made it. Lady Lena..."
Pathetic. Half-wrecked armored truck spewing smoke. Trailer behind it shredded.
Three people in front. Heavily armed high-rank hunters. But they looked like beggars now. Blood-soaked, gear smashed.
God, please let that blood not be theirs. I prayed inwardly.
What the hell is this Highway like...!
Escorting logistics through the Highway. Routine for vet hunters, yet this mess.
"Oh, you made it?"
Lena peeked from behind me. Casual, drowsy voice.
"Took you long enough. Want bad reviews?"
Cruel jab at hell-survivors. But the hunters didn't even protest.
"S-Sorry! Lady Lena, please, not the rating..."
"We ran into a Cerberus pack midway...!"
They bowed repeatedly, apologizing.
"Not my problem. Hand over the stuff quick. You reek of blood, gonna puke."
Lena flicked a lazy finger. Whirr-!
The trailer’s steel container shook. Multi-ton hunk floated into the air. Sailed through and landed softly in the courtyard.
Even I, magic-illiterate, knew. That was no normal power.
"G-Good lord..."
"That weight with telekinesis alone...?"
"Most can barely lift pebbles...!"
Gasps from the gasping hunters.
Lena strode out. Barefoot in just a dangling shirt. Scrawled a signature on the trembling delivery guy's terminal.
"There. Good job."
"Th-Thank you! We'll be going then..."
A female hunter backing away. Her eyes landed on me, awkwardly standing apron-clad. A normal guy in dungeon hell?
"Um, who's that...?"
Innocent curiosity, probably. But...
"What'd you say?"
Air froze. Violent killing intent. Heart-stopping pressure. Even I behind her choked.
Lena's eyes turned feral. Wine-red gaze flashed murderously.
"Don't yap nonsense. Get lost."
Voice scraped from hell's depths.
"Before I gouge your eyes out."
"H-Hiiik!"
Hunters paled, collapsing. Trembling like leaves.
"Lena! Calm down!"
I urgently hugged her waist. Or we'd see blood first thing in the morning.