Chapter 303: The Elf Who Wants to Rape
"...You're so mean. Following an elf while she's bathing means you deserve to get fucked for it, but now that it's actually about to happen, you're dodging like this."
Her ears droop long and limp, and she mutters in a low voice that sounds just like she's properly sulking now. Of course, her flat tone gives no hint of any emotional rise or fall.
Even as she speaks, those vacant eyes still carry that same airheaded charm. Without the tiniest quiver in them—just the slightest, barest tremble—she might have fooled me into thinking she wasn't sulking at all.
Drop.
"...Hmph, whatever. I hate humans. Run away or not, do what you want."
Whether she's deliberately making that face or if it's just her natural look, she undoes the bindings on my wrists anyway, still speaking in that tone like she's super pissed off.
"You're saying that, but you're just curious what I'm gonna do."
Not that I ever planned to let her escape in the first place.
The elf averts her gaze smoothly, as if I've hit the nail on the head again, and mutters.
"...Shut up. This is like... like a cat's final struggle before eating a mouse."
"Hmm? Is that so?"
"..."
Anyway, I'll figure out that expression later. Since the elf was the one who tried to pounce on me first, I loosen my guard a bit toward her too. I pull in the arms of the elf who's now straddling my belly, arms crossed and humming smugly, and say,
"When you're raping someone, you can't let them talk. You can't let them scream."
"...Can't I?"
Just moments ago she was all sulky, but at my words on the theme of rape, her eyes sparkle like they've captured the night sky.
The victim human is giving a lecture on rape, while the perpetrator elf listens eagerly with shining eyes. What the hell kind of situation is this?
I continue toward the elf, who's tilting her head in confusion.
"Of course not. If you don't seal their mouth like this and the victim—like me, supposedly—starts yelling for help, then what?"
"...The thought that someone might come any second makes me shiver with excitement instead."
"..."
Kuh, that bitch knows her stuff!
"What do you know."
"...Huh?"
I lose my composure for a second at the elf's brazen confession of her fetish and the SD Character chiming in agreement.
"Nah, just talking to myself."
"...You're such a weirdo human. So?"
"...So what?"
"...So, first I just gotta seal the mouth? Like this with my hand? Or..."
In that instant, my vision fills completely with the elf's fresh lime-green eyes. At the same time, something soft and moist like a peach brushes gently against my lips.
The elf has leaned down and pressed her mouth to mine.
"Huh?"
What just happened?
While I'm briefly stunned by this unexpected situation beyond my expectations, the elf pulls her lips away from mine. She crosses her arms again, nods to herself with a satisfied "Mm-hmm," and says,
"...Just like you taught me, it works great. Human, I sealed your mouth with my lips, and now you're quiet."
"...You got no romance about first kisses?"
"...Like this? Forcing a kiss on a helpless human pinned under me?"
"..."
Not an elf who wants to be abused, but an elf who wants to rape.
Urga sis always throws me off with her rough personality and her constant "fuck fuck" catchphrase, but in bed, she surprisingly loves servicing a man.
But this elf? She's the real deal.
If Urga sis is fake, this elf—with her airheaded face—is a total pervert who genuinely gets off on raping people.
Proof? Even now, she's rubbing her pursed pussy slightly against my belly, soaking it with her juices, while tracing the spot where her lips touched mine with her fingertip after initiating the kiss herself.
Her expression doesn't show it much, but she grabs my cock, looking truly satisfied. My lecture isn't over yet, though.
"Whoa there. A kiss like that from those kinds of girls only confuses the target. It doesn't make them realize they're getting raped."
"...Then, then what do I do? Teach me. How do I rape you, human?"
"..."
The perpetrator asking the victim, "How do I rape you?" What an absurd situation.
The initial thrill of "I met an elf!" is long gone. Seeing the elf before me as a slightly dim Eleonora isn't just my imagination.
"One question before I teach you."
"...What?"
"Someone on our farm keeps catching rats..."
"...Yeah, that was me."
Before I can even say "You did that?", she looks down at me with slightly urgent eyes, urging me to hurry up and finish if I have business, while rolling her eyes around like maybe she's done something wrong.
In response, I prop up my upper body a bit and reach out with my now-freed hand toward the elf's head. I cup one of her springy big tits like placing fruit on a plate,
Then squeeze. The elf squeezes her eyes shut like she's about to get scolded and trembles with her usual flat voice, letting out an "Ah...!"
"Good job. Lately, rats have been eyeing our farm's crops, giving me a headache."
"...The animals in these mountains have all scattered far away because of the recent predator."
"?"
What the hell is she suddenly talking about?
Predator? Dungchi and Urga sis's wolves?
No time to resolve my curiosity—the elf continues.
"...But the rats, there are so many. And sometimes those naughty beasts touch my snacks—the snacks that human gave me. I caught and roasted every one I saw."
Snacks? Did I ever give her snacks? Like I said a million times, I basically met this elf for the first time today. I was kidnapped here with no chance to exchange anything. Snacks from where?
Snacks? No way that happened...?
SD Character tilts her head just like me, but the elf trembles with anger just thinking about it and says,
"...The snacks that saved me when I was starving to death. I left them alone to savor later, and the rats stole them."
Unforgivable...
The elf furrows her brow slightly, still spouting nonsense I don't get.
But whatever, it's clear she's been catching rats to some extent, so even if I don't know the details, praise first—praise more.
"Good job. You did so well, it makes me want to get raped even more."
"...Really? Can I rape you?"
Now it's reached the point where the victim outright gives permission for rape. A true otherworld rape.
"Sure~. If you keep catching rats for our farm from now on, I might get so happy I'll wander around naked and defenseless in front of you? So oblivious someone could sneak up from behind. Then I'd end up pinned under you like this again..."
"...You're shameless. Even after seducing and provoking me till I pinned you, you're trying to tempt me again."
It's like looking at a big dog.
At my praise, the elf—whatever the reason—snorts happily at the sight of me pinned under her and the chance to satisfy her rape urges.
But that lasts only a moment. She droops her ears long again and says,
"...But I can't. I'm a virgin. Never done it... Rape either. No experience."
"Then I'll teach you! You catch rats, and in return, I teach you how to rape me!"
"...Oh?"
Is this dumb, or overflowing with airheaded charm? Like "Why didn't I think of that?", the elf's eyes sparkle again as she looks down at me.
"...Yeah! I'll catch 'em! I'll do it! So tell me, human. Teach me how to rape!"
"Hmm... Deal! Then first... you gotta learn how to seal my mouth."
"Oh...!"
The elf's ears start flapping wildly.
Like all thirst for knowledge comes from within her. No matter how tough the lesson—even if it's something insane like Fermat's Last Theorem—those fervent eyes scream she'll learn and understand it all.
I beckon the elf right away, making her lean her head down toward me.
And then,
"Alright, stick out your tongue first."
"Bleh..."
Without a shred of doubt, she obediently sticks out her tongue at my words.
Already so expressionless and airheaded, it sprouts this weird guilty feeling like I'm doing something really bad,
I pinch the tip of her extended tongue lightly between my thumb and index finger.
"I said I'd teach you how to seal a mouth, right?"
"..."
The elf replaces her answer by flapping her ears once.
"What you did to me—blocking the target's mouth-to-mouth to stop alarms, and confusing them on top of that—is great. But it could lead to big misunderstandings."
"...Miss(understanding)?"
"Yeah. If it's just like those lovestruck virgins smooching lips, they might think, 'Huh? Does she like me?' It doesn't scream 'I'm getting raped' at all."
"!!"
The elf's ears flap furiously.