Motel!
"Mo... tel?"
"Ah, you mean the inns on the night streets. But..."
Hypno felt a slight disconnect with the inside of Jenid. The other places had a decent medieval vibe to them. But as they entered the night district—infamously known as the red-light street—the buildings shifted to a more modern style. The brothels where the working girls plied their trade were flashy and ornate, while the motels frequented by adventurers and couples looked utterly ordinary to Hypno's eyes, no different from the ones back home.
And inside? No TVs or computers, sure, but the bed setup and shower room made them indistinguishable from real motels.
Come to think of it, when Maiking was adding the camera function... he mentioned something about a mecha-whatever country. Is this related?
"Hypno...? What's... wrong?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing. Just... first time coming in here myself, so it's kinda novel."
"I see... Me too... it's my first time."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Both of us... first... timers."
"Ngh!"
Wintineas had said it purely innocently, just voicing her thoughts. But that word—"first"—and the scenario of sharing it together struck a chord deep in Hypno's heart... and his dick.
Oblivious to Hypno's inner turmoil, Wintineas glanced around the room and stepped forward.
"The bed... is big."
"Well, yeah. It's made for fucking and then crashing together afterward."
"We're... sleeping here?"
"Can't tonight—got a date with Mika for dinner later."
"Oh... right. Too bad..."
"Heh heh heh, we've got more than just today. How about we sleep here together tomorrow?"
"That... okay?"
"More than okay! Don't you wanna fuck with me tomorrow, Winte?"
"Fuck...?"
"Sex."
"Oh. That... yeah. I wanna... fuck with you tomorrow too, Hypno."
Despite the crude word, Wintineas—who didn't fully grasp its vulgar nuance—echoed Hypno right back at him.
"Same here, Winte. So let's save the sleepover for tomorrow."
"Okay."
Wintineas nodded and plopped down on the bed. Then she spread her arms toward Hypno.
"Hypno... let's fuck... quick."
"Urgh...!"
Her words and actions were pure slut territory. But coming from innocent, airheaded Winte like it was the most natural thing? It cranked Hypno's arousal up several notches.
"Hell yeah! I wanna fuck you ASAP too, Winte! But hold off just a sec?"
"...Why?"
"Fucking's great, but I wanna savor your body too—touch it all over."
Hypno really loves... touching my body...
Winte secretly wished he'd just ram his cock into her right now and give her that cool, hot, ecstatic pounding. But she wanted Hypno to feel good too—the guy who made her bliss out and filled her with his cum.
"Okay... before we fuck... touch my body... however you want, Hypno..."
"Aah, Winte...! You're a total angel!"
"An... gel? You said that before... I'm not... an angel."
"Your race might not be, but to me, you're angel-pretty! Looks and heart both!"
"Rea... lly? Thanks..."
He said something like this before... Hmm... but hearing him call me an angel... feels good...
Hypno's direct praise lit Wintineas up with joy.
Groooan, I wanna give this angel all kinds of pleasure pronto! Not just my body or face—use toys too, as much as possible... Wait. Toys...
Hypno scanned the room and spotted the drawer by the bed.
Why's there a drawer? No way...
He approached it.
"Hyp... no?"
"Winte, aren't you curious what's in here?"
"Huh...? Something... there?"
"Might be. Let's check."
"Okay."
Winte pressed her arms into the bed, lifting her hips slightly as she scooted sideways. As she drew near, Hypno pulled open the top drawer.
"Kuh, jackpot."
"Nng...? What's... this?"
First drawer: Pi-Im Slimes. Condoms. Not stuffed full like at Lenia's, but at least twenty packs.
"Pi-Im Slimes, Winte. I call 'em condoms."
"Con... doms?"
"Not everyone can creampie without knocking someone up like me. You slip one on your dick to block the cum from going inside the pussy."
"Whoa... I see..."
"Wanna try one sometime?"
"No."
Wintineas shut it down flat.
"I like your cum... straight in my womb..."
Throb!
"Same page, Winte! But someday, just once—I'm curious."
"Mmm... okay. But not... today."
"Heh heh heh, today it's raw and pumping you full—no worries, Winte."
"Okay... ♡"
"Let's see the next drawer."
Slide.
"...Service here's on point."
"What's... this?"
A cylindrical bottle filled with obvious lube.
"Lotion. Makes things slippery—helps when it won't go in easy during sex."
"Doesn't... go in easy... sometimes?"
"Heh heh heh, our first time you were soaked, so no need."
"I see..."
"Keep going."
Hypno closed the second and opened the third.
"Whoa. For real? This in here?"
He stared in disbelief. A phallic toy symbolizing a man's cock, and a small, elongated round one. Mostly used for women's masturbation or play. Yup—vibe and rotor.
What the hell's this isekai tech level?
Hypno was so stunned he picked them up, turning them over.
"Hypno... what's that?"
"For masturbating. ...But how does it work?"
"There's... instructions... here."
Winte pulled out the manual from the drawer.
"Mmm... pour mana in... and it activates?"
"Mana, huh."
Hypno channeled mana as instructed and hit the button.
Squish! Bzzzzz...
"Whoa, it really moves. But... hmm, just vibration."
No spinning or breakdancing or anything fancy.
"Wow... Hypno, how do you... use it?"
Wintineas eyed the vibe with childlike wonder.
"Winte, guess what this is modeled after?"
"Dick... right?"
"Bingo. Women use it solo for masturbation."
"I see. Then... that one?"
She pointed to the rotor.
"Same deal. It's bigger, see? Scared girls use that—small and perfect for slipping inside."
Winte tilted her head at his explanation.
"Big...? Smaller than... your dick yesterday... by a lot?"
"Winte...!"
She naturally strokes my superiority complex too—she's an angel!
"Ahem! Mine's just huge! This size is big normally."
"Rea... lly?"
"Yup. Wanna try one?"
"No... I prefer... your dick. Mmm..."
Somehow... it feels lacking...
Winte sensed the shortfall in her own words. Then she remembered something Hypno said yesterday.
"Ah, your dick's the best... by far."
Throb!
"Winte, you're a genius at getting me hard—and an angel."
"Huh? Thanks...?"
Hypno put the rotor and vibe back, closing the drawer.
Today, I'll make you cum buckets with just my body, Winte. Heh heh heh heh.
"Winte, clothes off."
"Take... off?"
"Yesterday we kept 'em on, right? Today, naked!"
"Okay."
Winte nodded and began stripping. First the cloak. Then the belt. Stockings next. Finally, the skimpy leotard-like outfit, revealing her pristine naked body.
Gulp...
Hypno swallowed unconsciously. Her full, bare tits were like giant marshmallows. Taut waist and smooth belly—artwork. Plump ass and thighs radiated max sex appeal.
Clothed she's hot, but naked? Perfection... gorgeous.
Beyond lust, Hypno genuinely admired her beauty. Noticing his entranced stare, Wintineas asked:
"You... not undressing, Hypno?"
"Oh? Yeah, on it."
Hypno stripped too, baring himself.
Hypno's body... still amazing...
Winte admired him right back. She'd seen it yesterday, but up close again? Mage? Nah—solid, sculpted muscle. Not grotesquely bulky, perfectly proportioned. Smooth and springy to the touch.
Squeeze... feels so good hugging it...
Her gaze drifted lower. There: Hypno's massive cock. The magical dick that resized at will—perfect for sucking, then swelling to stuff her pussy full, delivering unprecedented cool relief.
Staring at it, Wintineas recalled yesterday's hours of embracing, that refreshing, sweet bliss.
"Ngh..."
The memory heated her body faintly; her crotch itched.
Wanna do it... again today... ♡
She yearned to fuck now. But first, Hypno's turn to grope freely—so she sat obediently on the bed.
"Where... first?"
"Obviously..."
Squish!
"Nng... ♡"
Hypno sat beside her, grabbing a massive marshmallow tit.
"Your tits."
Squish, knead. The soft, sticky feel and Wintineas's little moans evoked kneading Lenia's—pure bliss for Hypno.
"Aah~ Winte tits are the best..."
"Nng... ♡ Ngh ♡ You like... that much?"
"Love it. So squishy, sticks right to my hands—super chewy!"
"Che... wy?"
"Yup! Chewy chewy!"
Knead knead knead!
"Nng ♡ Ah ♡ Nghh... ♡"
Normally just warm and meh. But after hours of foreplay-packed sex, her senses were unlocked—now it felt different.
Every touch heats me up... but ngh ♡ feels... good ♡
"Heh heh heh, how's it feel, Winte?"
"Ngh... ♡ Hot... but your hands ♡ Hoo... ♡ feel good... ♡ Less than pussy... so the heat's bearable ♡"
"Winte...!"
Overwhelmed by emotion and horniness, Hypno released her tits, grabbed her shoulders, and laid her back on the bed.
"Sex... now?"
She asked with hopeful eyes. But Hypno shook his head.
"Nah."
He put on a serious face.
"Tit sucking."
"Suck... ing?"
"Yup."
"No... milk coming out..."
"I wanna suck 'em whether milk comes or not!"
"Oh...?"
Wintineas didn't overthink—just got that he wanted to suck her tits. She cupped her underboob with both hands.
"Hypno... suck my tits... however you want..."
Angel.
"Winteiiii! *Slurp*!"
Yelling her name in heartfelt emotion, Hypno buried his face in her tits and started sucking.
