Chapter 12
Chapter 12
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Raven's Target - 2
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Deep down, I was grateful to Verdia.
But I wasn't sure if I should be happy about her barging in.
Batino had said they were close, hadn't he?
If things flowed naturally from here and my story came up, there was a real risk my flimsy fake identity would get exposed.
From Ariella's perspective, if she discovered a con artist who'd tricked her friend and her husband, there was no guarantee she'd let it slide as generously as she had with the spilled wine.
"Your clothes are all wet. What happened?"
"There was a little trouble. Nothing serious."
"Taeyang...?"
Verdia glanced between me and Ariella as she spoke.
Come to think of it, does that mean I can call her Ariella too once we get close...?
"No. He caught the glass perfectly and prevented the accident."
"...Ah!"
Verdia's face lit up.
The awkward tension between us melted away under her warm smile and friendly vibe.
Moms with daughters really are different... It felt so cozy that I found myself smiling without realizing it.
"Thank you, Taeyang."
"I'm just glad you weren't hurt, Lady."
"Call me Lady Ariella."
"Lady Ariella."
Adding 'Lady' after someone's name felt so strange to me, coming from the modern world,
but the moment she looked up at me and said, 'Call me Lady,' I was already surrendering deep in my heart, mentally yelling out in ecstasy.
Another milf mommy with world-class tits had appeared before me, making me hallucinate that the whole world was made of tits.
'Both of them have such killer racks...'
"You might catch a cold. Let's go change, Ariella. You can borrow some of my clothes."
"Sure."
"See you later, Taeyang."
Ariella met my eyes.
This was a perfect chance for her to ask about me anytime, but she clamped her mouth shut and turned away.
I was a little shocked.
'She's completely disinterested...'
She'd been super tense when asking my name,
but even with Verdia being so friendly to me, she didn't bother asking who I was...?
After the two left, I stood there in a daze, like my soul had wandered off somewhere.
It felt like I'd been possessed by a demon.
Those tits wouldn't leave my mind.
A moment later, Verdia returned to the banquet hall.
"Taeyang."
She approached, her massive tits bouncing naturally with each step.
"What is it, Lady?"
"Ariella wants you to come to her room for a bit. I'm joining too."
"Lady Ariella wants me?"
"Yes, actually..."
Verdia blushed slightly, looking a bit shy.
"The moment we were alone, she asked what you do, so I told her honestly.
Sorry."
"...Ah."
My heart sank.
Maybe she was just pretending not to care...
So was this poison? A trap? Or both?
'I hope it's honey. Fuck.'
Like Ariella falling for me at first sight or something.
No way a haughty noblewoman would fall for a no-name thug like me.
This was just wishful thinking.
"Ariella wants to have a deeper talk with you."
"...Deeper... talk..."
It was an offer I couldn't refuse.
I followed behind Verdia, kneading her ass for no reason.
Squeeze, rub, squeeze.
"...'
Verdia glanced up at me with a shy expression.
After a night of sloppy creampie sex, this level of touching was just playful.
I kept groping her ass and asked,
"Piona's not around. Where'd she go?"
"Piona's a bit... emotional right now, so I left her behind."
"She won't even listen to you anymore?"
"It's not like that, but she's still shocked from what happened that night. Please understand."
"Of course."
She got caught peeking and spanked raw, so she'd probably want to kill me.
But it was a relief that Verdia had managed to shake her off.
If Piona were here... I didn't even want to imagine it.
Just being sandwiched between two milfs for a chat made me happy enough.
And if I could find an opening to pounce on Ariella, nothing could be better.
'Though she doesn't seem like the type to show an easy weakness.'
"We're here."
Verdia opened the door to the guest room.
"This is..."
"Ariella needs to change, so we're using one room."
"...'
My ears perked up.
I could hear water running...
Ariella was showering naked.
"While we wait, what should we two do...?"
I grabbed Verdia's massive tits.
I pulled her flinching body into a hug and kissed her.
Whatever she'd done with her guilt, Verdia even smiled faintly as she pressed her lips to mine and stuck out her tongue.
Slurp... smack... smack... chup...
Not knowing when Ariella might finish showering, my hands frantically roamed her waist.
"Slowly..."
Verdia hiked up her own skirt, exposing her plump ass.
Our eyes met. Tongues intertwined relentlessly in fiery kisses, while below, we prepared for filthy mating.
I pushed her purple panties aside and thrust my cock in.
"Nngh... haaht...!"
I shoved my rock-hard cock—stiff from staring at Ariella just ten minutes ago—into Verdia's pussy.
Her hole clenched tight from the entrance, squeezing so good it drew a moan from me without thinking.
"Verdia... haa..."
Verdia pressed her ass back against my crotch and whispered,
"Do it quick, Trainer."
"Ooh...!"
Her hips wiggled like she was begging for deep insertion, and I obliged right away.
"Haat... Milf mommy pussy turns me on so bad...!"
"Nng... nng... nng...!"
"How'd you know I wanted to fuck?"
"Ah... ha... aang... I saw it bulging through your pants..."
"You're like my wife now, Verdia."
"Hngp...!"
Verdia clenched her ass tight to brace for the pounding, then turned her head toward me.
Her face was cutely angry, like a mom scolding a naughty kid.
"Y-you can't say that. Batino said he wants me to be more active in training, so I'm just... going along with it."
I was shocked that Verdia herself still firmly believed my fake identity.
How peaceful was her mind that she hadn't realized she'd been fooled yet?
After letting me pound her pussy however I wanted, she still thought this was just part of training.
I squeezed her tits hard and ravaged her pussy fiercely.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
"Oook...!"
"Good. Seeing you offer your pussy without hesitation—you're improving."
"R-really? I'm happy... aang... eut... eut... I was startled at first, hngt... still not used to the size,
but Trainer's cock... I like it now..."
"Reward for an honest pussy!"
Slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp.
I slammed my throbbing cock into her sopping wet pussy as hard as I wanted.
Verdia panted in my arms, beaming at me.
"Ah... aang... ah... ah... Vulgar... hng... Taeyang's sex is so vulgar...!"
"You like the reward?"
I smacked my crotch against her plump ass, thrusting into her pussy diligently.
Piona had bled from it, but Verdia's gooey milf mommy pussy drooled juices nonstop, clenching my cock tight.
Verdia stuck out her tongue with the happiest look on earth, letting out delightful moans with every thrust.
"Eut! Good... eut! Reward... eut! Taking pussy pounding... eut... feels... so good...!"
I thought I'd go mad from Ariella's tits,
but pounding Verdia's equally top-tier pussy to my heart's content was insanely hot.
Feeling like I'd cum any second, I tensed my ass and focused on thrusting.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Mng... mng... mnng... Love cock... cock... looove...!"
I heard Ariella coming out of the changing room.
Verdia hurriedly covered her mouth, but she didn't stop the sex.
I pounded her pussy furiously with my full-erect cock.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
"Clothes, ooh... mmph... mmmph... hngmph..."
During thrusts, I didn't care if we got caught—I hammered Verdia's gooey pussy.
Verdia dropped her head low, clenching her pussy tight and cumming nonstop.
"Verdia..."
I pulled her body close and whispered in her ear.
My hips kept shaking like a beast's, stirring her pussy without a break.
"Verdia. Cumming inside."
"Mng... mng... hngg...!!"
I buried my pre-cum cock to the hilt deep in her pussy.
Verdia kept cumming as her pussy got patted by my balls.
Ah, gooey pussy feels so good.
I quickly stroked my cock inside her pussy while sucking on her nape.
"Hak... eut... eung...!"
Startled by the surprise attack, Verdia clung to her trembling legs and took the brutal pounding head-on.
Ariella was about to come out.
I slammed my cock deep into Verdia's pussy and unleashed my load.
Spurt spurt! Spuuurt!
Ah, thick semen pouring out.
Afraid speaking would give us away, I held my breath, plastered to Verdia's body, and thrust my hips.
Spurt spurt. Spurt. Spuuurt!!
"Huu... haaa... Verdia..."
"Haa... haat... hng..."
We melted into the afterglow of creampie sex, exchanging only lewd breaths.
I gently shook my cock inside her pussy while licking her skin.
"Hee... hiing... that's too much..."
"Just a bit more..."
Squelch squelch squelch.
I jabbed her pussy in short bursts, shooting every last drop deep inside, then
pulled away frantically as the changing room door opened.
I hastily fixed my pants, and Verdia pulled down her skirt.
"...'
Ariella gave us a weird look.
She had to know, but couldn't hide it.
Verdia's pussy was still holding my cum inside right now.
"Ah, Ariella. I brought Taeyang."
"Sit anywhere. It's not my room anyway."
"Yes."
My erection wouldn't go down.
Far from softening, seeing Ariella fresh out of the shower made it even harder.
She'd covered up as much as she could since she'd called me here herself, but her gown couldn't hide those massive tits,
and her dewy skin and damp hair drew my eyes like magnets.
- A pleasant fragrance wafted from Ariella's body.
While Ariella changed behind the screen into spare clothes, my heart was on the verge of exploding.
"You're a trainer, right?"
She said from behind the screen.
"Yes!"
"I didn't know the Chartreuse Family hired a trainer.
Through a channel I had no idea about, no less."
"...'
I got chills.
It felt like Ariella had already plunged deep into the secrets I wanted to hide.
It wasn't even a tough deduction from the circumstances.
Finding out I was a castaway who happened to wash up right in the middle of the Chartreuse estate.
Especially for the head of one of the Four Great Houses.
"Did Verdia know?"
"I didn't. I just heard he hired you through his own channels..."
Ariella emerged from behind the screen, looking far more vivid than at the banquet hall.
Even without fancy adornments, her bountiful tits and pretty face were a feast for the eyes.
"That's weird."
Was it because of her chest?
I didn't realize how precarious the situation was until the blade of suspicion pressed against my throat.
"I've never heard of a trainer specializing in married women."
"...'
The mood felt like I had to say something.
"We cater to clients with unique tastes."
"Really?"
Ariella sat on the opposite sofa, legs spread for a split second.
I doubted my eyes. While my gaze was glued to her panties, she slowly crossed her legs and looked at me.
"Isil has trainers for everything, so it's not strange there'd be a skilled one off the beaten path."
"Ariella, are you suspicious of Taeyang?"
Verdia sounded a bit upset.
I was amazed at Verdia's generosity, trusting a massive, shady thug like me despite how suspicious I must seem.
"Verdia, listen.
Isil has plenty of unqualified trainers. If you get duped by one, it's not just you who suffers.
The reputation of all Four Great Houses takes a hit."
"But... Taeyang is really... skilled."
"...'
I was quietly impressed.
Her single shy line was far more effective than a hundred logical arguments.
And her bashful expression was perfect.
Ariella's momentum faltered.
"...I wasn't saying he's unqualified."
I tried to act as confident as possible.
"I just wanted to say this is necessary for all of us.
Sorry if the sudden suspicion upset you."
Ariella slightly stood and bowed her head to me.
I jumped up in surprise too.
"N-no need to apologize!
I totally get worrying about a friend!"
Cleavage! Holy shit!
Ariella sat back down, subtly curling her lips in a faint smile.
"If the Chartreuse Family head approved it, I don't want to meddle in Verdia's nighttime activities..."
Good flow.
Thank goodness Verdia was here.
I straightened my back and said,
"It's a shame I can't show my advanced techniques to anyone but Lord Batino and you, Lady."
"Heh, advanced techniques?"
...Was that a scoff?
Even Ariella's subtle smile felt good. A pretty face fixes everything.
"I don't care about seeing techniques. But with a report suspecting your identity, even if I think it's baseless,
I have to dig into the details to confirm my friend is safe..."
The situation turned subtly against me.
When did it shift? From when she bowed and flashed cleavage?
From when I got dumbly excited by the apology and started bragging about techniques?
I felt like she saw right through me.
The room temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, real or not.