Spirit Swordmaster Aquaril

"Fuck."

"Heh heh... Well, why would you say a thing like that?"

Aquaril smiled as she delivered a scolding that wasn't quite a scolding. I scrunched up my face.

"She started it. She's the one who pissed me off first."

"Even so, that was far too much."

For crying out loud!

Your mom's sucking my dick right now — I actually said that!

Okay, fine. I understood how provocative that was. It was about as inflammatory as Japan claiming the Dokdo islets are theirs, or China insisting kimchi and hanbok are Chinese culture. I knew that.

But I hadn't said anything that wasn't true, had I?

Undine, the mid-tier water spirit, was a spirit Aquaril had summoned. In a sense, that made Aquaril Undine's mother. And that same Aquaril had been sucking my cock. So where was the lie?

I'd stated nothing but facts, and that little shit Undine had blasted me in the face with water. Not just water — a full-on water cannon. Thanks to that, my nose was completely flooded. And then the little bastard had bolted. What a cheap shot!

"Summon Undine already, Aquaril."

"Ah... Master, please calm down."

I was fuming, demanding she summon Undine, and Aquaril panicked and tried to talk me down. The shock hit me like a truck.

"Don't tell me... Aqua-chan, are you betraying me...?"

"W-why would I ever betray you, Master?"

Aquaril looked even more flustered.

"And yet! You still haven't summoned Undine!"

"Th-that's..."

Caught completely off guard, Aquaril wrung her hands and scrambled to think, hunting for the right words to calm me down.

God, she's adorable.

On the outside I wore a look of wounded injustice. On the inside I was smiling. A flustered Aquaril was cute as hell.

Sure, Undine had landed a hit on me, but I'd picked the fight in the first place, so I was willing to let it slide. If you really wanted to split hairs, Undine had been wary of me first — but like I said, I'm a generous guy.

Besides, if Aquaril summoned Undine and I retaliated for that water cannon to the face, the intimacy she'd so carefully built with Undine would plummet. She still couldn't evolve into the Spirit Swordmaster class. If her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bond with Undine took a hit on top of that, she'd never rank up before we headed east.

So why was I telling her to summon Undine and putting her on the spot? Because a flustered Aquaril was adorable, that's why!

I wonder how she'll talk her way out of this.

I watched with keen interest as Aquaril's mind raced.

"Master..."

At last she opened her mouth — and she did it with a smoldering look in her eyes, her soft hand stroking along my thigh as she whispered.

"More importantly... do you intend to stay out there forever...?"

"Huh?"

"Come to think of it, I don't believe we've ever done it in the pool, Master."

"Oh, damn."

I couldn't help but admire the solution she'd come up with. Aquaril had decided to seduce me into calming down. And it was a damn good idea.

Even if I'd actually been furious at Undine, the moment Aquaril came at me like this I would have folded instantly. Did it matter that Undine had blasted me in the face with a water cannon? What mattered was fucking Aquaril.

"Please come in, Master."

Of course, Aquaril trying this hard to seduce me was awkward as hell. She moved like a cat stuffed into clothes that didn't fit, her whole body slightly out of sync, and her pupils trembled as if an earthquake were rumbling behind them.

Awkward or not, it was more than enough to work on me.

She was wearing a sky-blue bikini, and the water beading on her skin looked more delicious than any feast. The droplets pooled in the deep well of her collarbone looked sweet as honey.

Wait... why did I come to see Aquaril again?

Aquaril in a bikini, standing in the pool, was temptation itself. For a second I forgot why I'd even come here — she was that intoxicating.

Why did I come? To have sex, obviously!

Underwater sex, specifically!

"Well then, maybe I should hop in."

I stripped off what was left of my shirt and stepped into the pool naked. Aquaril glided toward me like a mermaid and pulled me into her arms. Her ample breasts, wrapped in that bikini, crushed against my chest.

"Master..."

"Mmm..."

We held each other and kissed. The pool wasn't deep enough for either of us to sink, so none of that romantic-comedy business happened. My genre wasn't rom-com. It was rated 19+.

I kept kissing Aquaril as I groped her ripe body without restraint. In the cold water she was warm as a stove, and I didn't want to let her go for even a second.

"Master... I-I cannot hold back any longer..."

When our lips parted, Aquaril looked up at me with wet, glistening eyes and whispered. I was right there with her.

I reached down, hooked her behind the knees, and lifted. This wasn't our first or second time together, so Aquaril naturally hooked her legs around my waist. With my left hand I tugged her bikini bottom aside. Then I pressed my cock — burning hot as a brand — against her pretty pussy, those lips pressed together in a neat line, and pushed in.

Schlick—!

"Aaaah... it feels as though I will burn. As though I will be scalded from the inside... Master's cock is so hot."

She said it would burn her, but her face was already drowning in pleasure. Unable to endure ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the heat flaring from deep inside, she kissed me again.

"I'm going to move."

Aquaril nodded, and I rolled my hips.

Schlick—! Schlick—! Schlick—!

I gripped her moon-round ass with my left hand and started thrusting. My cock scraped along her inner walls and planted wet little kisses against the mouth of her womb.

"Aaaah... Master... I love you, Master..."

With her face flushed crimson, Aquaril whispered her love. My precious, utterly lovable Aquaril.

I was enjoying it too — but it was a little frustrating. The water wouldn't let me move fast.

There's something to be said for both speeds. Fast has its charms, and so does slow. But maybe it was because I'd been Korean in my past life. True to a people who live by hurry, hurry, I preferred my sex at a fast clip.

Pacing matters during sex. If you just jackhammer away without thinking, you blow your load in no time. I, however, had no need to worry about pacing. With a Stamina stat closing in on 120 points, I could get hard again as many times as I wanted after coming.

Schlick—! Schlick—! Schlick—!

"Haaah... Aquaril. Your pussy's clamped down on my cock and won't let go. It's so tight and springy..."

"Aaaah... I am so happy, Master. Please praise me more..."

If we got out of the water I could fuck her however I wanted. But I didn't want to throw away the special experience of pool sex that cheaply.

And I wasn't the only one finding a certain savor in the slow pace.

"Master... just a little... a little faster..."

Aquaril, too, seemed unused to pleasure creeping in so slowly from her toes, and she wanted faster thrusting.

"Want to get out and do it, then?"

"Ah..."

The moment I suggested we leave the pool for a faster pace, her expression flipped to disappointment. I'd known Aquaril longer than a day or two. She didn't say it out loud, but I could tell she didn't want to get out of the water.

"Um... Master, just a moment..."

"Hm? What is it?"

After a brief hesitation, Aquaril placed her hands on my shoulders and closed her eyes. Thinking she wanted a kiss, I lowered my head — and then:

"Huh?"

The water in the pool began to move in a strange way. Around our waists — more precisely, around our groins — the water pushed itself aside, carving out a small pocket of space.

A pocket of air, forming on its own underwater?

My eyes went wide at the sudden phenomenon. At the same time, Aquaril opened hers.

"Did you do this?"

"Yes. I cannot move very much of it yet... but I thought this much would suffice for now."

"Wait, how? How did you do that?"

Aquaril was a swordswoman, not a mage. And yet she was controlling water directly? This water wasn't even a spirit.

"I asked the water here to make a little space, the same way I would ask Undine."

"You... asked it?"

What was she talking about? I couldn't make sense of it. Water didn't have a mind. How could it hear her and grant a request?

But I didn't get to follow that thought any further.

Thwap—! Thwap—!

"Now... you can move as quickly as you wish, Master..."

Aquaril clung to me like a koala in a tree and started rolling her own hips. With the water gone from that pocket of space, we could move fast — no question.

Smack—!

"Hahk~!"

I slapped her ass hard with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠both hands and squeezed. As she arched her back and threw her head up, I nipped her chin and whispered.

"Alright. I'll move as fast as our princess wants."

Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick—!

"Aaaah... Master! It feels so good!"

The moment I started slamming my hips, Aquaril couldn't hold back — moans spilled out of her in a rush.

Boom—!

"Huh?"

At the same instant, water erupted at the far end of the pool like a bomb going off. What the hell?

Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick—!

"Aang~! Anh! Aaaaah~! Maaaster~!"

Boom—! Boom—! Bang—!

Every time Aquaril moaned, water exploded somewhere around us. Okay, seriously, what was happening right now?

Bizarre geysers were going off all around us, but I kept thrusting at full speed. Climax was close. I'd figure out this freak phenomenon after I'd finished inside her.

"I love you, Aquaril! I'm coming!"

"I love you, Master! Please come! Pour all of Master's love inside me! Nnnnnngh~!"

I yanked her ass toward me. The head of my cock kissed the mouth of her womb and ground against her cervix as if it meant to force its way in. At the same time I threw the floodgates wide open. Hot semen poured into Aquaril's womb in thick pulses.

"Aaaaaaah...!"

The walls wrapped around my cock clenched down hard. Fluid gushed from between her legs like a fountain switching on.

BOOOOOM—!

The instant Aquaril hit her climax, every drop of water in the pool surged toward the ceiling at once.

And at the same moment, a notification window bloomed in front of my eyes.

"...Oh, you've got to be kidding me. We have sex and her class evolves? Is this for real, or am I being fucked with?!"

I snapped at the notification window. Of course I was glad Aquaril had evolved into the Spirit Swordmaster class I'd wanted... but evolving like this was just wrong!