A Brief Respite
"It's this way, Master. Not that one."
"Oh, yeah? Every tunnel looks the same down here... Anyway, thanks!"
"Hehe."
Aquaril's claim that she could memorize the way back through that maze of sewers had been no idle boast. She walked without a moment's hesitation, and before long we were climbing out into the open air.
Fortunately the sun had yet to rise, and the streets were empty — not so much as an ant in sight. With no need to dodge anyone's eyes, we headed straight for the inn.
We woke the innkeeper dozing in the first-floor lobby, paid him enough gold to extend our stay another night, and climbed back to our room.
"Nngh... I'm wrecked!"
The second I was through the door I flopped onto the bare floor and sprawled there. All the exhaustion the sewers had kept at bay came crashing down on me at once.
"Master..."
"Yeah, you wash up first. I'll lie here a bit and shower after."
"Yes, Master."
I already knew what she was about to say, so I waved her off and sent her to the bath ahead of me. She hesitated a moment, then nodded, gathered a towel, and slipped inside.
Not long after, the sound of falling water drifted through the firmly shut bathroom door.
This world really is something else.
How to put it... this place was a bizarre mash-up of the medieval and the modern. Most people got around on foot or by carriage. Bicycles, cars — none of that existed here.
And yet there were showerheads. There was soap. There were even shower towels. As for food, you could find fried chicken, snacks, ice cream — all the comforts of a modern diet.
It was as if someone had taken a medieval world and grafted a handful of modern conveniences onto it.
None of this had struck me as strange when I was playing Fairy Masters. It was a game, after all. In a virtual space built from human imagination, anything was possible.
Seeing it in the flesh, though... the dissonance was something else.
Not that I was complaining. I missed computers and phones something fierce, but the food more than made up for it.
Maybe I should grab a late-night snack.
Clearing the hidden stage in the sewers had netted us over two hundred gold. The coins alone came to two million gold, and once we sold off the gems we'd picked up with them, the take would climb even higher.
Fighting in the sewers until all hours had left me not just exhausted but starving. If I tried to sleep like this, the hunger would keep me staring at the ceiling all night.
"What sounds good..."
Hunger was winning out over fatigue. I dragged my worn-out body upright and checked the flyer lying on the table.
"Pfft. What is this?"
I couldn't help laughing. Back home, flyers used photographs to make your mouth water. Here, someone had drawn pictures of the food by hand. If anything, the written names of the dishes did a better job of stirring the appetite than the illustrations themselves.
"Late-night snack's gotta be ramen."
I set the flyer down and headed back to the first floor. The innkeeper was still awake — probably thanks to us rousing him earlier to extend the stay.
"What do you need?"
"I want to order some ramen."
"How many?"
"Hmm... five packs?"
"That'll be ten thousand gold."
"Here."
I handed over the ten thousand gold I'd already counted out. He pocketed it, said he'd bring the food up to the room, and disappeared into the kitchen. Looks like he was going to boil it himself.
"Ah, Master. Where did you go?"
Aquaril greeted me the moment I stepped back into the room, fresh from her bath. Her dark blue hair hung damp all the way to her waist, and the sight of it was enough to stir something distinctly unwholesome in a man.
"Went down to order a late-night snack."
"A late-night snack? What did you get?"
"Ramen. Oh — is there something else you'd rather have? I'll get it for you."
"I'm fine. I like ramen too."
She shook her head with a bright little smile. Looks like she was hungry as well.
"The innkeeper said he'd bring it up, so take it when he gets here. I'll be in the shower. And don't you dare sit there waiting for me until the noodles go soggy. Eat first. That's an order. Got it?"
"Hehe. Yes, Master. I will."
Fairies were so obedient to their Masters that if I didn't spell it out as a command, she'd sit there waiting until I finished washing up.
She really was at her prettiest when she smiled like that. I carried that thought with me into the bathroom.
"...Not sure this smell is ever coming off."
I sighed at the stench rising off my own skin and started working up a lather.
"Hah... that's better."
It took two full bars of soap, but I finally killed the stench. I stepped out toweling my hair dry.
"Ah, Master. Please, come sit."
Aquaril had been sitting in front of an enormous pot that was throwing off an irresistible smell. She rose to greet me the moment I appeared — not that she needed to go that far.
"Hmm..."
I glanced from the pot of ramen to the bowl in front of her. There were noodles in it. She'd started eating first, just as I'd ordered.
"Whoa. That smell is lethal. Let's eat."
"Yes, my Lord. Please, eat. It's delicious."
"Yeah, yeah."
I slung the towel over my shoulder and sat on the floor. Aquaril had been waiting for exactly that — she ladled a generous serving of noodles and broth onto a clean plate and held it out to me.
Slurp—!
We ate in silence, giving the ramen our full attention. It tasted no different from the ramen of my previous life, and I nearly lost myself in it.
At Princess Frisia's mansion the staple fare had been Western — bread and soup — so I'd never had a chance at ramen. The chef would have boiled some if I'd asked, but I was a freeloader in that house. I hadn't had the nerve.
Ramen really did taste best late at night. There had been five whole packs in that pot, and they were gone in under ten minutes.
Shame there's no kimchi.
Kimchi on the side would have turned this into a feast fit for a king. Sadly, the innkeeper lacked that particular instinct.
"Hah... I'm stuffed."
"Haa... Thank you for the meal, Master."
I patted my full stomach and stretched out on the bed. Aquaril gave me a little bow, tidied the pot and plates off to one side, and lay down beside me.
"....."
"....."
We lay there side by side, looking at each other without a word. Appetite taken care of, what came next was... lust.
Neither of us waited for the other. We lunged together, locking into a fierce embrace, mouths crashing together. She ended up beneath me; then I ended up beneath her. It was a hungry, messy kiss.
I pressed Aquaril down onto the bed, breathing hard, and tore my clothes off. Then I stripped hers. She twisted her body to help, making it easy for me. In moments there wasn't a thread left between us.
Aquaril was a tall beauty, a striking five-foot-eight. Her breasts were full, her waist cinched narrow, and the curve that swept down to her wide-set hips was beauty itself.
I traced a finger across the tattoo etched into her lower belly.
"Haaa..."
She shuddered. A snake biting its own tail, coiled in the shape of a Möbius strip. It was the mark of the day I'd gained the class Uroboros's Avatar — and the proof that Aquaril was my fairy.
I followed the loop of the Möbius strip with my fingertips. Aquaril trembled in little fits, biting her lip to hold back a moan.
I lingered over that mark of ownership, then slid both hands sideways to her hips. My fingertips found the firm, springy give of her ass.
I ran my hands up along her sides, tracing that dizzying curve. Her pale skin began to flush a warm pink.
My hands climbed past the smooth, hairless hollow of her underarm and closed hard around her full breasts.
"Hah—!"
Her chest was especially sensitive. She shuddered, and honey began to spill down her thighs.
"Nnhhhh~!"
I bent and bit the fruit hanging at the tip of that lush breast, and Aquaril broke, a moan tearing out of her as if she couldn't hold it any longer. I clung to her chest like a nursing child and lost myself in a softness only a woman could offer.
"Master..."
She reached around my back and pulled me in, looking up at me with pleading eyes. It struck me that this — now that we were truly Master and fairy — was our first real time together.
"Yeah."
The bond between a Master and a fairy was a mysterious thing. You didn't need words. A look was enough to know exactly what the other wanted.
I pushed myself up and settled between her legs. She spread them wide, and I brought my cock to the pussy that was already dripping honey.
Just as Aquaril was leaking with arousal, a thick, sticky precome was welling endlessly from the head of my cock.
"I'm putting it in."
"Yes, Master... Please. Come to me..."
I pressed forward—
"Hnnnnh...!"
I eased my hips ahead, and a cock so large and thick it bore no comparison to the one I'd had in my previous life pushed into her. Only the head was inside, and already Aquaril had lifted her hips off the bed, trembling.
"Hah... I'm gonna lose it."
If anyone was getting the better end of this, it was me. Her walls, slick with her own juices, clamped down hard around the head. If I buried the whole thing, how good was that going to feel?
The first time we'd had sex, back in Greed's Uroboros Nest, I hadn't really been able to enjoy it. Aquaril had been unconscious, and I'd been slamming my hips mindlessly just to make her my fairy.
This was different.
We were both wide awake, both in good condition. And most importantly, we were no longer enemies. We were Master and fairy.
"Haaang... Master..."
That long, thick cock — thick as a snake — worked its way deeper into Aquaril, inch by inch. She couldn't take it anymore. Her arms and legs wrapped around me and pulled me in.
I bottomed out—
"Haaaaah?!"
The head kissed the mouth of her womb. The cock this new body had given me was long enough to reach that deep.
She clearly hadn't expected it to go that far. Aquaril cried out, her eyelids fluttering as a light orgasm rippled through her.
"Kh...!"
I looked down at her and bit my lip. I'd only put it in and I was already one wrong twitch from finishing. Her walls pulsed and clenched from every direction, begging me to come.
I am not finishing that fast.
Coming the second I got it in would be a disgrace. My pride wouldn't allow it.
I clenched my fists, rode out the urge, and started moving my hips in earnest. I drew back slowly, then drove forward hard. A moan spilled out of Aquaril.
"Aquaril."
"Yes, Master... nnh..."
I bent down, gathered her into my arms, and kissed her. She answered by parting her lips and offering her tongue. Even as we kissed I kept rolling my hips, slow and steady.
I wanted to go faster. I wanted it badly. But if I did, that climax I'd just barely held off would come roaring back — and next time I wouldn't be able to stop it.
"Haaah...! M-Master... I— I... nnnnhhhh~!"
How long did I keep kissing her and working my hips? All at once Aquaril's eyes rolled back and she started shaking like a leaf in a storm. I felt a splash of wetness against my stomach.
I got her there first.
Aquaril was the one who came. Looking down at her wrecked face, I pumped a fist in my head. I'd kept my pride — as a man, and as a Master.
I'm done holding back.
She'd already gone over. There was no reason left to fight it. I pushed myself up, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and put real force into the piston.
Slap—! Slap—! Slap—! Slap—!
"Haaaaah~! I already— I already came... hyiiiik?! I'm— I'm coming again...! Haaaang~!"
"I'm coming too, Aquaril!"
"Inside! Please, Master — give me your seed inside me!"
"Kh—!"
I buried myself to the hilt and unleashed everything I'd been holding back. The come burst out of me as if it had been waiting for this exact moment.
"Nngh... that's the stuff..."
The wait had been long enough that the pleasure hitting me now was outrageous. I poured every last drop into Aquaril, then pulled out and collapsed beside her.
"Hah... hah..."
We lay there side by side, breathing hard. The storm of sensation faded, and what rushed in behind it was a deep, heavy limpness. I wanted to fall asleep right there.
"....."
"....."
My body, however, had other ideas. A single round wasn't enough. The cock that had gone soft after I came was already hardening again, so stiff it almost hurt.
That part of me was definitely affected by my stats. There was no other way something this long could get this hard.
"You can keep going, right?"
"Yes... Master... Please. Come to me."
I pushed myself up and slid back inside her. We'd already done it three times in the dungeon... I figured I had at least two more in me.
And so Aquaril and I took each other again, and again, all through the night.