First Date in the Principality [Philia the Blood](7)
The small body that had once feared men no longer tried to flee. Instead, it timidly pushed its lower belly forward, anticipating the pleasure he would bring. When he gently stroked her lower abdomen, she let out a soft, heated breath. As he lightly traced her tightly closed mound, her whole frame shuddered, and she clutched his large hand with both of hers.
She had expected some resistance, yet with her reason crushed beneath raw desire, Philia could not utter a single word. She had only grabbed Marei’s hand on instinct at the thought of her most intimate place being touched. If he pushed any further, it seemed she would be unable to resist at all. Caught in that ambiguous state—where one more nudge might send her over the edge yet she still appeared capable of holding on—Philia stared fixedly at Marei’s cock.
Would something like that truly fit inside her? The mere sight of that monstrous thing, which had already granted her mind-numbing pleasure by rubbing against her folds, made her throat burn with thirst.
“Do you want to see my cock?”
“...Honestly… the truth is… yeah.”
Contrary to his expectation that she would flare up and call it vulgar, Philia gave a careful nod. When he sat on the edge of the bath, the vampire princess knelt and brought her face close to his length. He gently stroked her pale cheek as she gazed at it in a trance, as if spellbound.
“How is it?”
“It smells fishy… and it’s hot… and scary……”
“Aww… Yes, that’s it… You’re doing so well…”
Now that touching it no longer felt burdensome, her small hands gripped his cock and began to stroke it with cautious care. Though the caress remained awkward and little different from before, the softness of her palms and the light scrape of sharp nails sent shivers racing up his spine.
A sense of taboo—like defiling a child—pressed down on his entire body. Her slender limbs held adult proportions, yet the petite frame still evoked that forbidden thrill. Of course, Marei himself, entertaining such thoughts, was still a boy who had not yet stepped beyond the bounds of youth.
“Ugh… Now, suck it.”
Philia’s hand suddenly froze. Her crimson eyes lifted to him, flooded with embarrassment she could not conceal.
“I heard that lovers do this often…”
“What… Even so… Even so…”
Pre-cum beaded thickly at the tip. It carried the scent of night-blooming flowers, yet beneath that lay a fishy, indescribably rich aroma. Marei was speaking, but the words barely reached her. When she touched it with a fingertip, the fluid clung like jelly, stretching in sticky strands.
“To lick this… to swallow this…”
Her small thighs trembled. The smell repulsed her, the thought of its filth made her stomach turn—yet strangely, the hand coated in white fluid drifted toward her lips.
“Slurp… Sluurp… It doesn’t taste good… It’s sticking to my throat… Slurp… Hup… Chup… Sluurp…”
Dissatisfied with merely licking what clung to her palm, she pressed her mouth close and began sucking the fishy pre-cum in earnest. After licking and sucking her hand several times, Philia stared blankly at the saliva-slick skin, then swallowed hard at the sight of the twitching cock hovering before her nose.
“J-just once… okay…?”
Muttering as though casting a spell on herself, Philia extended her small tongue and carefully licked upward along the overwhelming length. Her somewhat dry tongue stroked him several times, gradually producing a tickling, pleasantly scratching sensation.
“Ugh… Uuugh… R-Riaa…!”
“Does my tongue feel good? Hmm?”
It sounded like she was seeking praise. Unlike the women who asked outright for confirmation, Philia still carried both carnal hunger and innocent curiosity. He slowly stroked her hair.
Concentrating on the urethral opening, she slurped the pre-cum with wet sounds before opening her mouth wide and beginning to swallow him. Her wet lips worked around the glans, tongue drawing circles, coating the head heavily with saliva as if marking her territory.
“A little deeper…”
“Like thish…?” Philia mumbled around his cock, her pronunciation muffled. One soft cheek bulged outward, pushed by the thick shaft. The vampire’s signature fangs gently scraped the pillar of flesh, adding a unique thrill as they pressed into the plush interior of her mouth.
He had meant for her to take him into her throat, but it might have been too much for a lady lacking such knowledge. There was clearly a great deal to teach her, yet the thought of reshaping her into something like Labella or Ilien made his cock throb even harder.
Like a curious kitten, Philia’s actions grew bolder. The monstrous meat club relentlessly plunged into and withdrew from her small mouth.
“Uuu… You’re doing so well, Ria…”
Her tiny mouth clung to him like a tightly squeezing flesh sleeve, enveloping him in delicious heat. Even as she choked and struggled for breath, her crimson eyes kept glancing upward for approval.
Little by little she took him deeper, thrusting him in and pulling him out in a steady rhythm. Then she drew her lips away from the pleasant entrance.
“Ahu… It’s too big—my jaw hurts…”
The vampire princess licked the fresh bead of pre-cum from the tip and let out a burning sigh. When he stroked her head, she offered a small smile and moved to take him back into her mouth, but he caught her chin and claimed her lips in a kiss.
The fierce kiss poured fuel on the flames of lust. Philia’s young body trembled as she subtly leaned into him. Between her tightly closed petals, desire flowed like a flood.
Gradually overcome by the urge to brand her as his own, he gently stroked her secret place and spread open the tightly sealed mound.
“I-I don’t like being spread…”
Even without hearing the words, he could imagine what that small mouth would say. Something like It’s embarrassing would surely slip out. With her reason already melted into mush by desire, Philia inwardly told herself it was fine and surrendered her body to his probing fingers, letting out a soft moan.
“Wow… Incredible. The moment I spread you, water just gushes out.”
“Huu… Don’t close it after spreading… Uuu… Ut, ut, uuuugh..!”
Each time he spread and closed her with his fingers, sticky strands formed and broke between the puffy lips. Every opening caused thick nectar to surge from the tiny hole buried deep inside, thoroughly soaking his hand.
“Look how endlessly it flows. Does this feel good?”
“Haaang… Auuu… Please…”
Unsure whether the vampire princess was begging him to stop embarrassing her or craving even greater pleasure, he slowly pushed his massive cock between her widely parted inner folds.
“W-will something that b-big… really fit……”
Her body was already signaling complete readiness. The moment he pressed against her, the mound clenched tightly, squeezing the head as though licking it. Even so, it seemed impossible for his full length to enter such a narrow passage.
“I like you, Ria.”
“Saying that now is unfair… Mmm… Uuumm…”
He gave the anxious vampire another deep kiss. Her trembling young body gradually relaxed against him, sweet breaths escaping in soft sighs. His hand slid from her hair, tracing the delicate bumps of her spine. She let out a pleased nasal sound and shivered in a way that was entirely new.
Grasping her small bottom, he carefully pushed forward. The narrow entrance began to yield.
“Uung… Kgh…!”
Whether from the discomfort of the intrusion, Philia clung to his neck. He nibbled her ear, then soothed her with another slow swirl of his tongue. Again and again. Between each repetition that might have grown tedious, her crimson eyes—now brimming with lust—met his.
He gripped her slender waist and slowly pulled her back. Her body slid along with the motion. Perched precariously on the bath’s edge, she swayed unsteadily as he drove another inch deeper.
“Auuuugh…!!!”
He felt the waist he held so firmly trembling. She tried to wrap her legs around him but couldn’t quite manage with the incomplete penetration; her heels awkwardly kicked against his sides.
“It’s all right. Don’t be nervous…”
“It hurts… It feels like it’s t-tearing… Uuu…”
Even as he spoke, he gently pushed further. With the slight additional depth, the clear outline of his thick rod bulged against her lower belly. Her thighs quivered. The cheeks that could not fully part trembled faintly.
It was tight. Impossibly tight—no matter how she tried, his cock would not slide in properly. Though only the glans had entered, the dense flesh squeezed with crushing force. He lowered his head and began lightly caressing her dainty breasts.
“My p-pussy… feels like it’s tearing… The entrance… hurts…”
“You’re doing so well. Ria, trust me.”
He kissed her eyes—brimming with unshed tears—again and again, then licked her face with wet strokes. Feeling the vise-like grip of her young passage slowly easing, he pushed his hips forward once more. The sensation of those tightly packed walls was so intense that when he thrust harder, Philia twisted wildly and began to scream.
“Uuuuugh…! Ut…! Aaaaaagh!!! It hurts…! It hurts! It hurts, I said! It hurts… It hurts!! S-stop…! Please…! S-stop!!! Uuhuuuugh…”
Around the moment the glans fully entered and the long shaft began to follow, Philia burst into tears. A strangely viscous fluid—different from her nectar—trickled down his length. As the enormous cock pressed into her delicate depths, her tender flesh tore, and blood flowed.
“Are you okay?”
“Not okay at all!! It hurts! It hurts! Uuu… It hurts so much… It feels like it’s tearing… Huuk… It hurts, I’m telling you… It hurts… It hurts so much…”
Her small frame had been overwhelmed from the start. Even an adult woman would have struggled to accept a cock this monstrous; for a petite vampire, it was simply too much—comparable to the size of those exiled frontier beasts.
“It’ll get better… There, there… Shh…”
“What do you mean it’ll get better…!? Aahut… It hurts too much… Take it out… It hurts… It hurts so much… Please… Uuhuk… My b-belly… Ut… It f-feels like it’s t-tearing… Ut… Kkht…”
The proud vampire princess, who had refused to bend her dignity until now, was crying helplessly in his arms. Her voice was stained with pain, her small body shaking pitifully as she begged.
“Erden… at times like this…”
He grasped the necklace he had not removed even in the bath and recited the incantation she had taught him. A faint heat bloomed, followed by a soft glow that sparkled and sank into Philia’s body.
“Better now?”
“……Yeah.”
The agony that had twisted her features gradually melted away. Were it not for the tear tracks staining her cheeks, it would have been hard to believe she had been suffering only moments ago. Her expression was eerily serene. Or rather, it was more accurate to say she wore a bewildered look—unsure how to react to the unfamiliar sensations while cautiously accepting the heavy foreign presence inside her belly.
“What the hell… did you just do…?”
“See? It’s the necklace the Saintess gave me.”
“Where did you get something like that…”
As if she had already forgotten how she had wailed upon losing her virginity, Philia stared blankly at the black-jewel necklace Marei gently shook. The realization that he had used something so precious because she was in pain settled heavily in her chest. It was not an unpleasant feeling. No—to be exact, it tickled her heart and filled her with a strange, fluttering excitement. She wanted to keep feeling it.
“Gruuuugh…!”
“Ugh… It’s so tight… It won’t go in properly, Ria…!”
Philia clenched her fists and writhed. The pain of her virginity being torn away and the agony of being split open had vanished, yet the heavy pressure pushing into her belly made her waist lift halfway into the air as she panted.
“It hurts… Huu… Huu… D-don’t use that thing again…”
“Hm?”
When he pushed deeper, he felt her inner walls being dragged along. Philia let out a raw, pained cry. Marei reached for the black necklace again, but she stopped him.
“I-I can bear it… Everyone says it hurts the first time… So it’s fine… Just hold me tight instead…”
Seeing her reach out, he released her waist and carefully pulled her into his arms. Her young passage gripped him firmly, refusing to let go. Even as their position shifted, the thick cock continued to sink deeper between their tightly joined bodies.
“Auuuugh…!! It’s t-too big… Huuugh… Kgh…”
When he gave a slight bounce of his hips, her pussy—stretched to its limit—began to reshape itself around his girth. He held her waist and pulled slowly, yet could advance no further without resistance.
“W-wait… Really… Inside… It feels like it’s burning… Uuuu…”
Philia, barely balanced on her knees atop Marei’s thighs, slumped forward, panting with what little strength remained.