Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Kaen von Dandelrion (7)
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Gulp.
Gulp.
The laborious swallowing sounds echoed relentlessly from between her legs.
With each one, the semen that had wildly splashed around inside Kaen's mouth vanished somewhere under strange pressure.
I'd dumped it all into her mouth without holding back, emptying everything that had built up.
Yet every time that gulping sound rang out from her throat...
It was as if nothing had happened.
Clean.
"Mm... Slurp..."
The filthy pleasure scorched her mind white.
After letting go of reason last night and making a mistake with Kaen, I hadn't imagined she'd show me this kind of favor again.
I'd vowed never to screw up like that again.
A vow that had shattered just moments ago while I toyed with her nipples to my heart's content, but...
Even so, I'd vowed once more not to make any bigger mistakes.
And that irresponsible vow shattered yet again.
"Hoo..."
As the ejaculation wound down, I finally swept Kaen's hair back with my hand, now flushed red as blood returned to it.
Kaen's wolf ears twitched at the sudden touch while she dazedly licked the tip with her tongue.
There was none of the gentle petting from moments ago, when I'd stroked her like a pet.
My fingers heedlessly brushed past her ears—places I'd been so careful not to touch before.
But no thoughts came to mind.
Just...
I...
Wanted to feel even better.
Somehow.
By any means necessary.
If I could satisfy this lust, nothing else mattered.
Not even if it meant using a noble's body to do it.
"Guh?!"
I yanked hard on what I gripped in my hand.
In one thrust, I shoved my fully swollen cock—until now only the glans inside her mouth—all the way in.
Then I pulled it back out past her lips, pressing against Kaen's forehead as she trembled and shot me a puzzled glare.
"...! ...Puhah...! Cough! Cough!"
About half, roughly.
After checking how far her saliva clung, I pulled her gasping mouth toward me once more.
"Kehk...!"
As deep as possible.
All the way in.
Over and over.
As much as I wanted.
"Guhk, mmph...!"
Then a stinging pain shot through my thigh.
A quick glance showed Kaen slapping it repeatedly with her palm.
Her left hand even pinched the flesh hard.
But that was it.
It didn't hurt.
If Kaen really wanted to, she could rip my leg off.
Yet all she managed was this faint sting.
If she'd truly hated it, she'd have dealt with my hand on her head first.
Or just bitten down hard on what was in her mouth.
But her docility meant...
"...Ha."
No matter how I thought about it, there was only one reason.
A faint smile tugged at my lips as I grasped Kaen's true intentions.
"Kaen."
No answer came.
Her tiny mouth was stuffed full with my cock, after all.
Instead, her teary eyes answered for her.
"Having fun so far?"
I fiddled with one of her wolf ears pinched between my fingertips as I asked.
Of course, no voice came from Kaen this time either.
It didn't matter; I wasn't asking for a reply anyway.
"Every time I was busting my ass cleaning, you'd come hover around, chattering nonstop."
"......"
Gulp. Her throat, pressed against the glans tip, swallowed.
As if her hidden secret had been exposed.
"Every time I squeezed in practice sessions during my busy schedule, you'd spout nonsense to kill my motivation."
"......"
This time, her wolf ear quivered against my fingertips.
As if startled by a fact she hadn't realized I knew.
"Me... No, never mind."
I stopped listing them off one by one and let out a sigh.
Recalling those past memories only stirred up irritation.
For Kaen—who wanted to be raped senseless as payback—it might be ideal.
But that didn't make the unpleasant feelings any more enjoyable.
"Open your mouth."
A forceful command.
Maybe it rubbed her the wrong way.
Kaen glared at me, still clamping down on my cock.
Strange.
If she was going to give me that look, she should've bitten down already.
Seemed her role and her true feelings were getting a bit tangled.
She wanted to service the cock in front of her somehow.
But she had to keep playing the haughty noble with me.
Too annoying to point it out one by one, so I forced her forehead back.
Good thing she had no intention of holding out in that position.
As her head tilted back, my saliva-slick cock slipped free, dripping fluid toward the bedroom floor.
Sticky and viscous.
"...Puhah... Ha..."
Kaen's and my gazes met, my glistening cock between us.
No words followed.
Just Kaen kneeling between my legs, lips pressed tight, hands massaging her jaw joints as she glared up at me.
The tears welling in her eyes looked surprisingly convincing.
Maybe reflexive from her throat being jabbed.
Even accounting for that, Kaen's acting was impressive.
Cheeks flushed red with shame.
Wolf ears and tail drooping as she knelt between my legs.
Even without the tears, she perfectly embodied a 'rape victim.'
Having lived as an archduchess, she could wear that mask effortlessly.
Now it was time to shatter it and see her real face.
"...W-Wait, eek...?!"
No matter how strong Kaen was compared to me, she was still just a petite girl.
Sword on sword, she'd annihilate me.
But hoisting one little girl up? No problem at all.
Kaen flailed, bunching up my clothes, demanding to know what I was doing.
I flung her onto the bed.
She instantly clamped her mouth shut.
Her pale purple eyes—what had been teary moments ago—now gazed up at me steadily.
As if asking what I'd do next.
I stared at her lips for a long moment before dropping my gaze.
Part of it was not wanting to touch the mouth that had just swallowed my semen.
But mostly, I figured romance wasn't what Kaen craved right now.
What we both wanted wasn't some tender lovers' bond.
A male to sate Kaen's desires.
A female to sate mine.
That was all.
Nothing else.
I slid my hand downward.
"What... What are you doing?"
Pretty convincing acting tone.
Probably something like an innocent young lady getting raped by a plebeian.
I knew I was playing along with her script.
But now that things had reached this point, immersion ramped up strangely.
As if I were really about to rape Kaen.
Tap, tap.
"...?! No! D-Don't take off my pants...!"
Great reaction.
If I'd pretended ignorance and lifted my hips, the mood might've broken.
Seeing her grip her waistband with all her might—like this was the one line she wouldn't cross—stirred wicked urges.
I had to strip these pants off somehow.
And fill her up until my seed overflowed inside her.
Not thinking about the aftermath, I tightened my grip on her pants.
"No... No... Ah!"
Finally, her pants slid down beyond her reach.
As flustered Kaen scrambled to at least save her panties, I grabbed the pristine white fabric with my other hand and yanked them down roughly.
They didn't tear, thankfully, but her nails scraped my hand as they slipped away, leaving a stinging scratch.
This might bother me every time I wash until I see the Saintess.
That faint impression lingered as I tossed both pants and panties off the bed.
"Ugh..."
"......"
"L-Look away. Please..."
Kaen mumbled like a mosquito, her face flushed crimson.
Her shirt already pushed aside from our tussle.
Beneath it, her bare white skin twisted arms and thighs to cover her intimate spots.
Honestly, it wasn't a figure that'd leave me speechless.
No one could match Yuzu's bust size.
When Kaen stood with Baekya, eyes drifted more to the taller, curvier swordswoman.
But that was separate from...
Whether it turned me on or not.
"Hic...?"
The modest breasts she tried to shield with one arm.
The bald pussy completely covered by her palm, as if she'd never yield it.
Kaen's hazy expression, fear and anticipation muddled together.
All of it drove me mad, thanks to the lewd undertones hidden behind the cuteness.
"Move it."
"N-No."
Kaen snapped back sharply at my rude demand.
Ignoring her, I prodded her pale lower belly with my glistening cock. Tap, tap.
From just below her navel.
Up to the top of her clit she'd failed to cover.
Relentlessly.
Until she couldn't take it and whipped her head away.
A warning that I could plunge in here if I wanted.
Though I doubted it'd work as intended.
The novel had consistently described her craving huge cocks.
She might even be thrilled: It'll go in that deep?
As her saliva and my precum mixed on her white belly, leaving milky trails...
Kaen, fidgeting her thighs, cautiously spoke up.
"If I move... you'll shove it inside me, right...?"
"Isn't that why you called me here, wanting this?"
"No! I just..."
"......"
"Just..."
Kaen worked her lips as if to add something, then locked them shut without a word.
Probably couldn't come up with an excuse.
I got it.
Admitting she'd orchestrated this to get fucked senseless by me? Impossible.
Even if I were Kaen, I'd never say it.
"Fine."
Short and curt.
Her lips—parted briefly as if resolved—sealed tight again.
"I already know exactly what you want anyway."
Her head crushed into the pillow by my hand on her nape.
Being called a slut who gets wet from rape.
Wanting my handprints all over her ass when she's pissed.
Her fantasies from the erotic notebook flashed through my mind.
...Wait.
Why was I even bantering like this?
I didn't need words.
What she wanted was...
Rape.
"...?!"
I snatched her guarding hands and pinned them above her head.
She resisted fiercely, but hilariously, pressing my cock tight between her thighs quieted her right away.
Was this really the girl who'd screamed she hated it?
I flicked the cock pressed at her entrance upward.
A wet squelch, and a sticky glob of her arousal slid slowly down the shaft.
"......"
"......"
No excuses came.
No admission of getting wet from being 'raped' by me.
Silence.
Kaen stared down at her belly, face even redder than before, utterly speechless.
Who knows why.
Maybe because the moment she'd longed for was finally happening.
I interpreted the silence my way and slowly pressed my cock—still too big for her—against her.
"Hic..."
Slowly.
Slowly.
So slowly I could feel every inch of her skin yielding.
"...! ...?!"
Her pristine entrance—which had been clenched shut until now...
Began forming its first lewd shape as it welcomed my glans.