Chapter 100
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: In Heat (Not Really) (3)
Her pussy was a pale pink, just like her snow-white body.
And it was adorably prim and proper, with only the outer lips visible in a neat vertical line, the inner ones tightly hidden away. The closer I got my face to her pussy, the stronger the sense of taboo became.
Pucker...
Then, perhaps feeling my breath, her pussy twitched slightly, and the amount of love juices flowing out gradually increased.
I stuck out my tongue long and licked straight up from her perineum to her crotch in one line.
"Haaang!!!!"
Thud!! Thud!!!
Like someone electrocuted, Sion's body jolted like lightning. I grabbed her thighs with both hands, spread them wide, and held them firmly in place so she couldn't close her legs, then kept licking away.
"Ahng!! Cain!! Please, stop thaaat!!! Thaaang!!!!"
Squirt!!!!
"Why? It feels good, doesn't it? Just like usual."
"Huaaang!!!"
I hadn't even targeted her clit or G-spot—just a simple swipe of my tongue over the outer surface—and she was losing her mind, calling out my name, which she rarely used, as she came wildly.
For her first time, her body was overly sensitive, climaxing too intensely, so I massaged the soft inner flesh of her thighs to let her calm down a bit while she panted.
"Heok... Heok... Hek!!"
"Sis, what's up? It's been a while, huh?"
"Ugh... Yeah... That's right... Go sloooow...!"
"Got it."
This innocent kitten still thought I believed she had tons of experience with guys. She just answered straightforwardly whenever I played along.
So I slowly licked from the boundary of her spread legs upward.
"Heut!! Huuung!!"
Enjoying her reaction as her breathing grew rougher the closer my tongue got to her outer labia, I took my time, licking her soft skin leisurely.
Earlier, when I'd tasted Sion's love juices, there was something unique about the flavor... Every woman tastes different.
Maybe because this was a different world from my previous life, but it was a bit unusual.
Sia had a sweet taste, Loren a floral and grassy scent, Camella a thick, musky female aroma with a rich flavor, and Tanya tasted like the average woman from my past life.
Sion's was... like the fresh scent of green apples, I guess. Pretty unique.
Slurp!!!
"Haaaak!!!!"
Creeeak!!!
I'd been gently licking along the sides of her outer labia, and when I saw she'd adjusted somewhat, I suddenly sucked hard on her slightly parted slit. This time, her mouth hung open as she came silently.
No, I hadn't even gone for the main event yet, but Sion was twitching so much the bed was creaking worryingly.
"Hauu... Huuut!!"
"What? You came just from my mouth? If I put it in, we're in for big trouble."
"Aang... Heok... Hek..."
"Then wanna suck mine some more, sis?"
"Mng... Okayyy... Okay..."
Another pussy as loose as Loren's. I'd planned to just finger her lightly today, but she was struggling so much I'd have to take it slow and mold her to fit me properly.
I patted her sweat-drenched body gently, then shifted positions so she moved toward my cock.
"Heut...! Ngh... Krng...!"
"Too tough? Wanna rest a bit?"
"Nooo... It's fiiiine... Haum!!"
Her face looked like she might pass out any second and wanted a break, but she pressed her face against my cock, sniffed it, flushed bright red, and struggled to take it in.
Slurp!! Sluuuurp!!!
"Haa... Feels so good."
"Reaaally? Chuuuup!!!"
I praised her gently to soothe her, and with newfound confidence, Sion sucked diligently.
Her first blowjob had been with my pants barely off and her still clothed. Now we'd stripped her and I'd taken off my top too—we were both naked.
Sion noticed and kept stealing glances at my body while sucking, her tail swishing cutely. Adorable.
As I guided her blowjob with occasional tips to help her improve, the urge to cum built up, and I unleashed my second load into her mouth.
"Haup!! Chup, gulp!!!"
She swallowed the semen again, her eyes glazing over slightly as she licked up every drop that had splattered around, on my cock, and even on my body. Her eyes blinked.
Stamina tapped out, huh.
"C'mere, sis. Let's nap."
"Ung...."
Thud—
I pulled her up into my arms, patted her back, and she was out instantly.
"Haa... Low stamina, hypersensitive body, tons to work on."
Claude said beastkin pussies grip insanely tight, but it'd take time to make her fuckable. Still, this was tolerable.
I held the softly snoring Sion close and dozed off myself.
Tap tap—
"Heyyy..."
"Hm?"
Not much time had passed when the exhausted Sion woke, tapping my chest lightly. I opened my eyes to see her flushed face looking at me.
"A... Awake?"
"Yeah. Rest well, sis?"
"S... Sis!"
"What? Don't like 'sis'?"
"N... No...!"
"We got closer, so I thought just calling you sis might feel distant?"
"N... No! It's fine..."
Her tail, swishing behind her back, swayed even softer at my words.
It moved like that when she was happy or playfully bickering with me. Guess she liked being called sis too.
"Huu..."
"Dinner together?"
"Sh... Shall we?"
"Yeah, how's the food at that place I got you last time?"
"It's good."
"Cool, I'll grab some for two. Eat together, okay?"
"Yeah...."
Sion, who usually whined childishly and grumbled at me, was so docile.
Before heading out, I picked up the catnip pipe I'd tossed aside earlier and handed it to her.
"Here. Sorry I threw it earlier."
"Nooo..."
"Be back soon."
"Okay..."
I ruffled her shy head lightly and left for the shop. I bought two portions from the place I'd gotten takeout for her last time and returned.
Creeak—
Door wasn't locked again.
Odd for paranoid Sion, but I went in. No sign of her.
I locked the door and checked the back, thinking she might still be in bed. There she was, rolled up in the blanket like a burrito on the bed, staring blankly as I approached.
"Sis, got a table or something?"
"O... Over there..."
"Got it."
She pointed with her chin from her blanket cocoon, head poking out. I found a small side table, set it up by the bed, and unpacked the food.
"Just in case, I got two different dishes besides your usual. Let's share."
"U... Uh-huh..."
What? She's way shyer than I thought. Why?
As she scooted to the bed's edge hesitantly, I handed her a lunchbox to eat, but she just stared at the food, doing nothing.
"Hm? Don't like 'em?"
"Nooo..."
"Then why..."
Post-nut clarity? Nah.
Looking closely, her blanket-wrapped body was trembling non-stop in tiny shivers.
Climaxed so hard she's too weak to move?
"Feeling off? I'll feed you. Here."
"Wa... Wait!!! Mmph!!"
I ignored her flustered protest and spoon-fed her directly.
Using my spoon and fork for her, then the same for myself. After kissing and sucking each other's parts, this made her shy? Kinda funny.
We finished dinner with her eating heartily from my hand, then I cleaned up and stood.
"Le... Leaving?"
"Yeah... Gotta get back. Teammates at the inn."
"Oh....."
Regret clouded her face as I said I had to go.
"Next time, I'll tell the team and stay overnight. Sorry."
Re... Really?"
"Yeah. I'll swing by whenever I'm in town, not just exploring. Don't lock up and ignore me, okay?"
"Got it!!!"
I stared blankly at Sion's beaming smile—usually all scowls, smokes, and complaints.
"Hm? Why...?"
"Nothing. See ya, sis."
I gently stroked her puzzled head and left the shop.
".....Take care... Cain.."
I heard her whisper my name softly but pretended not to and headed to the inn.
Her cough stopping from my semen is ridiculous, though.
"Huuu...."
Thud—
Sion sighed, reflecting on eating dinner together and even begging him to stay till the end.
"No... way his semen actually stopped my cough..."
After all their naughty first experiences, Sion reached a conclusion.
Her hypothesis from last time: smelling or ingesting Cain's pre-cum or semen temporarily stops her cough.
As a cat beastkin cursed with this quirk, her despair had many reasons.
The deadliest one:
"Cat allergy... Something that can be cured?"
A voluptuous body with killer curves and peerless beauty—Sion had this constitution since childhood.
Few women hate cats.
Sion, daughter of a major imperial noble house, was the same. As a kid, she'd approached a cat her servants kept, thinking it cute, but her body reacted.
Touching cats triggered rejection: endless sneezing.
Allergies to food or animals weren't rare in the empire.
Her family figured avoiding cats meant no big issues, so no major treatment.
But as an explorer turned cat beastkin, it became fatal.
"Refined catnip expands airways, blocking sneezes or coughs... No way?"
After a year of nonstop coughs holed up in her shop, her special herbal remedy's main ingredient was catnip—cat heaven.
She'd researched by observing cats' reactions to her scent, finding this temporary fix. But she needed sleep aids to force rest and constant catnip smokes while awake—no room for other activities.
Her magic knowledge and combat skills had grown stronger with beastkin stats, but endless coughs left her breathless, unable to explore.
Now, confirmed via Cain that her cough stopped, she linked it to catnip smoking.
"No.... way!"
Beastkin have heightened senses of smell.
Her enhanced nose reacts to Cain's semen or pre-cum like heat, expanding airways like catnip, stopping coughs? That far, Sion thought.
"Fuck.... Can't beg for cock all day or suck it daily..."
Even faking the "experienced big sis" act for Cain, constantly sucking dick while awake? Even she thought that was too much.
She concluded she couldn't quit the pipe entirely and despaired.
"Haa... Damn it...."
Sion, who'd forgotten loneliness for the first time in ages, felt past events resurface in that warm moment.