Chapter 135: Harvest Day [R-18] (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 135: Harvest Day [R-18] (2)
Cassia pulled down Cloud's pants and, as soon as his cock was revealed, swallowed it whole.
Using the back of her throat, she took him down to the root. Then, sucking on him with her tongue wrapped around the shaft, she looked up.
She pulled his cock from her mouth and lowered the cloth covering her breasts.
Her plump breasts bounced free.
She wrapped Cloud's cock with her large breasts, which were too big to fit in one hand.
"Wow, it's really big, isn't it? I can't believe even my breasts can't cover it all. That's a rare occurrence..."
"Thanks for the lip service."
"You don't believe me? How mean."
Cassia grinned and playfully bit the head of his cock peeking out from between her breasts. She sucked on the head like a piece of candy while rubbing his shaft with her breasts.
The exquisite pressure from her breasts, neither too strong nor too weak, combined with her dazzling tongue work.
Cloud was a little surprised.
"...You're much better at this than I expected."
"Oh my, are you surprised by something like this? You look one way, but you're surprisingly inexperienced, aren't you?"
"It must be nice to be so experienced, ma'am."
"...Hmph?"
Her movements, which had been skillfully toying with his cock, stopped. Her face was still smiling, but her eyes were cold.
"So you're really asking to be fucked to death, is that it?"
Cassia moved her large breasts away from his shaft and swallowed his cock deep into her throat. She licked the shaft with her tongue, sucking up to the head, then swallowed it back down to the root, repeating the motion.
Slurp. Schlick. Sluuurp.
Every time she sucked on his cock, the lewd sound of saliva stimulated his senses.
Cloud furrowed his brow at the unexpectedly intense pleasure.
Not only was the sight of her beautiful face filthily sucking his cock erotic, but the way she licked the very tip of the head every time she sucked up was intensely stimulating.
Thanks to that, an overwhelming urge to cum washed over him.
Feeling his cock twitch, Cassia smiled with her eyes.
You want to cum? Go on. Cum now.
As if to say that, she picked up the pace of her fellatio. Cloud didn't hold back and came. Gush, gush. Thick streams of semen shot out, hitting the back of her throat.
Ugh...
Cassia gagged but didn't let go of the cock in her mouth. Instead, she pushed it in deeper, gulping down the gushing semen.
Even after swallowing all the semen, she licked his cock clean with her tongue. As a finishing touch, she licked the head with the tip of her tongue and gave him a captivating smile.
"How was that? Still feel like making cheeky remarks about me being an old lady?"
"Well. I think it's still too early to answer that question."
"Hm?"
Cassia looked puzzled, as if asking what he meant. Then her eyes widened as she saw something tapping against her face.
"You came once, but it's just like it was before? No... it actually seems even harder..."
Is this what youth is...?
Looking at his still-stiff cock, Cassia gulped.
"Could you ask me that question again after you've killed this thing first?"
"...You're the one who asked me to kill it. I won't stop even when your balls are empty, so be prepared, okay?"
Cassia grinned and pressed her lips to his cock.
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"My son and I... our relationship wasn't always like this. It wasn't great, but it wasn't as terrible as it is now. We were just a normal mother and son who argued a lot."
She had no husband.
He had run away the night he heard she was pregnant.
"I had to raise my son alone, but it was fine. I was quite talented as a dancer, you see. There was no problem raising my only son. But you know what? Human greed knows no bounds."
She smiled bitterly.
"Once I started earning more than just enough to cover living expenses and began saving a little, I got greedy. I developed a desire to leave the Alitia Kingdom and go to another country. Honestly, this kingdom isn't a good place to raise a child, is it?"
The corrupt nation, the Alitia Kingdom.
In this country, no matter how talented or hardworking you were, you couldn't get ahead.
Connections and bribes were necessary for everything, from public office to even simple merchant work.
It was the worst possible environment for a commoner's child to grow up in.
"The Empire would have been best, but any other kingdom would have been fine too. The problem was money. You need a lot of money to put down roots in another country."
Changing one's nationality is no easy task.
If you wanted to live in a city, you had to buy citizenship, and on top of that, you needed money for a house and living expenses while you found a way to make a living.
"These were all problems I could solve if I became a first-class dancer. But you know it too, don't you? You can't succeed in this country with just talent or effort. The rest of the story... it's obvious, isn't it?"
Cassia smiled wryly.
"I shouldn't have done it. I should have just been content with the life I had. If I had, we wouldn't have grown so distant."
If I hadn't been caught.
If I had never gotten involved in that world at all.
Gis would never have left her and run away from home.
He might not have grown into the great Hero he was today, but he would have remained her one and only son.
He wouldn't despise and loathe her like he does now.
As she imagined a future that might have been happy, a what-if that felt like cheating, even the wry smile vanished from her face.
All that remained was a thick sense of regret and emptiness.
Just as Cassia was about to sink into depression, Cloud pulled her into his arms. Feeling the warmth from his chest, she gave a gentle smile.
"It's true. I feel less lonely."
She hugged him tightly and closed her eyes in comfort. In that moment, she looked like a child seeking affection.
While Cassia fell asleep, Cloud looked at the wine bottle he had poured for her.
'I knew it was strong, but was it this strong?'
He still couldn't understand Cassia's sudden outburst. He couldn't figure it out all night, and he still didn't get it right up until the meeting the next day.
The meeting began with him still feeling puzzled, and Cloud, as promised to Duke Pabir, brought up the matter of the survivors.
*
"The negotiations you kept blabbering about have failed! Those human bastards have no intention of meeting our demands. So why are we still keeping those things alive?!"
The Lord's Audience Chamber.
Octan, chieftain of the Red Bear Fang tribe, shouted and confronted Lugar, who was sitting on the lord's throne.
A mere chieftain raising his voice to the Great Chieftain might seem like insubordination at first glance, but it wasn't unusual considering the unique nature of the orc army.
The great orc army gathered here was a coalition of various tribes.
The Great Chieftain was, after all, merely a representative of the orc army and a mediator for the chieftains.
"That again, Octan? How many times are you going to make me say the same thing?"
However, just because that was the Great Chieftain's role didn't mean Lugar was powerless. He was a great warrior, respected not only by his own tribe but by the warriors of other tribes as well.
A considerable faction loyal to Lugar had already formed within the orc army.
"I'll keep saying it until those humans are dead. Lugar, you are a great warrior. I cannot understand. Why must we use our precious food on those damn humans? They're trash who can do nothing but cry and whine like little children!"
However, there were also a significant number of tribes who held animosity toward Lugar. These were tribes that had always been hostile to his, as well as those disappointed by his soft decision to negotiate with the humans.
They had formed a faction under Octan, the orc currently confronting Lugar.
"Are you suggesting we kill non-warriors? Does that align with your honor?"
"The humans have harmed our orcs without distinguishing between warriors, children, or women."
"So you're saying we should act like them? That we should become the very humans you despise?!"
"If that is the only way for our orcs to survive, then of course we must."
"Octan!!!"
Lugar's voice thundered through the large audience chamber. He glared at Octan, his brow deeply furrowed and his expression fierce.
"Do not forget the oath you swore in the name of our ancestors on the day you became a warrior. We will live as warriors, and we will die as warriors. Not as humans."
"..."
Lugar stepped down from the throne and placed a hand on Octan's shoulder.
"I understand your impatience. But I ask that you trust me a little longer."
"..."
Before Octan could reply, the doors to the audience chamber burst open and an orc rushed in.
"Great Chieftain! The humans are requesting negotiations again!"
"See? Didn't I tell you it would work out?"
Lugar patted Octan's shoulder.
"I see..."
Octan said with a displeased look. Lugar gave an order to the messenger.
"Tell them there will be no negotiations. And that if they don't want to see the humans starve to death, they should send food."
"Yes, sir!"
After the messenger left, a wide-eyed Octan asked Lugar, "Why did you refuse? Didn't you say you would negotiate with the humans?"
"Of course, we must negotiate. But they are the desperate ones, not us. By playing hard to get like this, we make them realize their position again. Won't they bring a more favorable proposal to us then?"
Lugar's lips curled into a smirk.
*
As soon as Cloud heard the news that the orcs had refused to negotiate, he made a decision.
"Tonight, we infiltrate the city and kidnap key orc figures."
If they don't want to talk, we'll have to make them want to.