Ep.8 - The Knight's Tale
Ep.8 - The Knight's Tale
Delin,
pinned beneath the beautiful knight,
could do nothing but stare helplessly as his clothes were stripped away.
His upper garments had already been pushed up from his navel and roughly rolled all the way to his tightly bound wrists,
and just when it seemed his pants and undergarments would only be lowered as far as his secured ankles,
Neva promptly untied his legs and yanked away everything obstructing his lower body.
His legs, now fully exposed to the rather cool night air, prickled with goosebumps. Or perhaps those goosebumps arose from Neva's deeply unsettling demeanor.
"Delin, ahh, Delin..."
Neva hastily shed even the black garment binding her own body, murmuring Delin's name over and over.
Delin, his eyes already glistening, weakly shook his head once more, but a refusal of that pitiful degree could not halt the woman's sorrow and lust.
"Now, I will protect you. Don't worry. I'll protect the two of us with my life, so don't worry..."
The knight's already thoroughly soaked body took in Delin's length far too easily and simply.
Just like the disheveled state the ordinarily poised woman was now revealing, the hole fully prepared to receive a man was lewd and obscene beyond measure.
"Mmph...!"
Even while being forced and bound, Delin's body felt pleasure. He groaned through his tightly gagged mouth at the slickness and the hot, clenching sensation rising from his sensitive lower region.
A vagina filled with all manner of elements designed to make a man feel good was, in and of itself, no different from a fiendish chakjeong tool.
Hotly inflamed and wringing his cock with every single fold, that thing could never be called something human—
a hole so utterly lewd it was like a gift left behind by a demon.
"Hob... keughh..."
"Delin, Delin. Delin..."
Neva chanted his name in quick succession as she took him in very, very slowly.
Their unbearably sensitive parts felt each other and began fusing into one, and Delin groaned within the vivid sensation of prying into her insides.
"Keughh...! euum..."
Delin's hips tried to buck upwards. But the ample lower body of the woman mounted atop him did not permit him to even lift his back off the ground.
Thanks to that, the two were completely fused...
"Heu-eup, eup..."
As they breathed, their bodies curled up, making the sensations even more vivid. The atmosphere evoked not a melodious aura of love between man and woman, but the feeling of a calm before the storm.
A situation where an erect cock was caught with zero gap, leaving only the prospect of being wrung out like a dog in a chakjeong.
Delin looked up at Neva one last time, pleading for mercy,
but for her, already heated to her limits
and having endured to her breaking point,
there was no leisure left to grant it.
"Now, they're all gone...! So we three just have to live happily. Happily...!"
Neva murmured her own goal like a mantra as she slowly lifted her pelvis. The movement sent a tingling stimulation to his exquisitely protruding glans.
"Keughh...!"
A sensation like it was clinging tightly and chewing on him with smacking motions. Unlike his right hand, which used to stroke his cock, this was a sexual organ professionally crafted for the purpose of 'milking a male organ' dry.
Delin would have rather screamed,
but the moment Neva began moving in earnest...
"Heu-eu-eup...!"
he lost the ability to speak.
His nerves concentrated downwards, and his gaze fixed on Neva's beautiful breasts as they began to sway.
Neva's vagina, perched atop his lower half,
and the thick buttocks that had him drooling.
Her solid thighs clamping around his waist.
Her fine hands caressing and stroking his stomach.
There was not a single part that wasn't arousing. Neva was as beautiful and graceful as a woman carved by a god.
Pinned beneath such a woman and beginning to be wrung dry, Delin feared the rose's thorns sensed within that beauty,
but his head only grew numb due to the pressure inside her vagina gradually rising from below.
Jjilkkeok- jjilkkeok-
A lewd, secret liaison where their sensitive mucous membranes desperately longed for and melted into each other.
The tryst grew gradually more violent.
A little more, just a little more...
Because Neva, wanting to feel Delin's body, shook her pelvis more fervently.
The body of a female knight who never skipped a day of training was unspeakably vigorous.
Techniques honed by horseback riding and an ideal physique cultivated to near perfection through a lifetime of discipline.
A beautiful body befitting a textbook shook above Delin. Within those movements, filled with all her love, heart, and even anxiety, Delin melted away...
"Keup, keughh..."
"Delin, Delin...! Delin!"
But was that not satisfying enough?
Neva hugged him tightly, as if to suffocate him with her entire body.
Within the muggy body heat and their shared sweat, within breasts that could not properly radiate it out,
Delin struggled, choked, and coughed. His legs flailed in the air and occasionally struck Neva's back, but the woman hardened by countless training did not budge an inch and only held him even tighter.
His mouth sealed and breathing only through his nose, Delin was drenched in the captivating scent and heat that felt like they stabbed his nostrils.
With no rescue coming to save him,
in a pitiful state where he had to be dragged along however Neva wished,
Delin became a sacrifice to violent sex and had to mindlessly offer up his cock.
He had already had countless intense rounds of sex with Neva, but the sex from those times whispering love in bed and the sex now were too different.
The sex repeated at Neva's home had been filled with her love and certainty for the intoxicated Delin; therefore it was considerate sex aimed at making him love her in return.
But the sex with Neva now was sex with a female knight whose mind seemed to have snapped, twisted somewhere and broken.
As if he had become her attachment doll, Delin had to receive all her love while pinned to the ground.
That was not all.
Neva kept bringing her breast near Delin's mouth, as if trying to make him latch onto it.
"Delin, Delin... heu-eut..."
But his mouth was sealed to prevent the Load ability, so her nipple and breast inevitably got smeared all over his face.
"Euu-eup! Eup!"
She rubbed it like she was drawing on his face with her breast, slightly slick with sweat, so Delin's cock became so upright he couldn't control it,
and that erected thing was swallowed by Neva's wicked hole and was being wrung out with sucking motions,
so the building pressure of ejaculation was simply an instinctive reaction that could not be helped.
"Heugeueup..."
The two had already shared countless sexual acts.
No matter how much Delin tried to hide the telltale signs of his impending orgasm, Neva noticed them right away.
"Are you about to cum? I... it's been a long time since we did it like this, so I can't hold back anymore either..."
Neva eventually kissed the corner of his mouth, tightly compressed by the rag. There wasn't even room for a tongue to pry in, but her kiss showed no sign of stopping.
Next, she sucked on his cheeks with loud smacks, then savored Delin's face to the point of nearly munching on it.
"Uueup...!"
And finally, she drank the finest delicacy gushing out with her lower mouth.
A woman's happiness,
joy, satisfaction—
all sorts of emotions surged through her like her filling vagina and pounding womb.
Between Eva and Delin,
and having wavered back and forth among the women,
Neva only finally became happy when she took Delin's semen and richly filled the inside of her womanly vagina.
Until she became a knight.
No, even after she became a knight.
All the sorrow, pain, endurance, and loneliness she had carried until now felt like extremely trivial problems within her love with Delin.
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Their rough and sticky sex continued until the crackling campfire died down,
until Eva, who had been listening to the crude and vulgar sounds her older sister made, collapsed from exhaustion.
Neva had always wrapped him in a cozy embrace whenever they had sex, but this time, she took Delin for her own sake.
The harsh words Philmark spat out,
Delin's gaze directed at other women,
the look in her younger sister's eyes glaring at her as if in contempt—
Neva could not endure all of that alone, so she truly needed Delin.
Far more than the grueling training and all manner of battles,
her relationships with her younger sister and Delin were far more horrifying to her.
At the point where one person hated her,
and the other was growing distant from her,
Neva had to hold the man who was trying to distance himself and seek solace from him.
Of course,
after that long, long chakjeong,
Neva's target switched to Eva.
"Eva, did you wait long? I'm sorry. Unni will stroke you right away..."
"Euu-eup... heu-eu-eup..."
Eva, whose mouth was bound tightly shut just like Delin's, trembled with an expression washed over by fear. Neva hugged her little sister tightly in her cozy embrace and whispered.
"Don't worry. Unni is here now. I can't live without you, you know... I'll protect you forever, so please don't leave me..."
Her younger sister's mouth, gagged for fear that harsh words contrary to her expectations might come spilling out.
Her lover's mouth, gagged for fear that he might dare shout 'Load' and turn everything back to nothing.
Neva was happy.
As long as the two mouths never opened, she felt as if she could be this happy forever.