Iris and the Date (1)
If you ever get the chance to prepare a condom, buy one made exclusively for elves.
The packaging will say it's for orcs, and it's guaranteed to break.
You don't want to deceive the woman you love?
Listen carefully! You are an elf. When the opportunity comes, use any means necessary.
Once she's pregnant, getting married isn't difficult at all.
—From Elf's Guide to Orcs—
*
With a creak, the moment the door opened, the overpowering scent of semen made the butler grimace.
'Again today?'
Just how much money had they promised that this orc could satisfy the duchess like this?
The elderly butler shook his head and drew back the curtains in the room.
"Your Grace…?"
As the curtains parted, Iris's completely naked body was finally revealed.
It was different from the previous day.
Not just her face—her entire body was splattered with it, and thick streams overflowed from her pussy.
Any ordinary man might have unconsciously reached out to touch her at the sight.
But he was the butler of a ducal house for a reason.
Even after seeing that, he felt no lust whatsoever.
"F-fuck…"
Instead, he spat out a curse and felt pure terror.
The fear that his life might be in danger.
It was widely known that elves were dangerous, yet there were always foolish men who fell for their beautiful appearances.
Never realizing they were dealing with a female praying mantis.
No—in some ways, it was even more vicious.
They killed their partners at the very moment they should have felt the greatest pleasure, without them even knowing they were about to die.
But the butler was different from those idiots.
'Time to run.'
He decided to get out of this room immediately.
Right now, while the orc was still lost in the afterglow and unable to get up, was the perfect chance.
"UWAAAAAH—!!!"
"Huk! P-please spare me…!! Y-Your Grace!!"
"Again…! Again!!!"
But perhaps his luck was truly terrible.
Or maybe the warm sunlight that slipped through the curtains he had drawn had stirred the orc awake.
Either way, at the absolute worst possible timing, the butler could only beg for his life.
"Haa… What is it, butler? I'll leave on my own, so get out."
"Yes…"
"And from now on, don't enter my room unannounced in the morning."
Iris spoke with a calm expression, as if she felt no shame at all showing her naked body to the butler.
To the elf Iris, humans were a weak race not even worth placing on the same level.
Especially if they hadn't reached the level of Sword Master or Archmage, or at least scraped into the bottom ranks of S-class Hunters.
They were little more than obedient AI robots.
Of course, only elves with truly high self-esteem like Iris thought this way.
For the butler, it was an incredibly fortunate thing.
Thanks to that, he was still able to keep his life—!!
"U-understood…!"
Seeing that the Duchess truly seemed to feel nothing toward him, the butler quickly fled, relieved that he had survived another day.
"Huuu… Haaah… Aaaah!! So annoying! So fucking annoying—!!"
The moment the butler left, Iris exploded in frustration.
She slowly recalled what had happened yesterday.
That massive hand tightening around her throat…
"Haaauuu…♡"
Thud—!
Just imagining yesterday made her knees buckle. She couldn't stand properly.
Tingle, tingle—!!
The overwhelming masculinity of those powerful hands freely using her body, and the cock that matched it perfectly♡
Squirt…♡
Once again, Iris gushed out her pussy juices.
"Damn it… I-I can't be like this…"
She held back the hand that wanted to reach for her pussy and tried to compose herself.
Maintaining composure was an essential virtue for a mage.
This was no time to be masturbating while thinking about what happened yesterday.
She needed to figure out what to do with this pathetic pussy that had passed out after only two loads.
"Fuuuuuck… I-I can't hold it…!!!"
If elves could truly suppress their boiling sexual desires, more than ten humans and beastmen wouldn't die from sexual exhaustion every single day.
Of course, Iris was an Archmage who had reached a realm where she could maintain her composure through any torture, but…
"Heek…♡ Hek…♡♡ R-Rascal… Rascal… Please use my pussy agaaaain…♡"
The thick scent of orc semen that still hadn't dried on the bed made it impossible to keep her composure.
"Eut-eut—♡ I'll train my worthless pussy even harder…♡♡ So please use it again, pleeeease♡♡"
If she didn't practice holding back her lust right now, she would once again become nothing but a female juice copier for Rascal's cock.
"Damn it, damn it… I-I have to stop…! I-I can't stoooop…!!"
Even while feeling the crisis, the only time Iris managed to stop was after she had licked up every last drop of Rascal's semen from the bed.
*
"Grrrrk—!!! Mmm… I'm hungry."
After sleeping like a log, I glanced at the clock and was shocked.
"It's already past eleven in the morning?!"
It had already passed the halfway mark of eleven and was approaching noon.
Just how long had I slept?
Crack, crack—!
With the sound of my orc muscles waking up, I got out of bed and immediately left the room.
It was convenient that I only had to make dinner.
Click—!
"So you're finally awake."
"Huk—!!"
The moment I opened the door, a high-handed elf with red hair stood there with her arms crossed, staring at me.
Wearing a black suit.
The sight of her instantly reminded me of the last thing I had done before falling asleep yesterday.
The memory of putting a condom on her pussy, pounding her to my heart's content, then creampieing her anyway before running away.
Gulp.
It was ice cold.
Like a dagger flying straight into my chest.
This was not okay at all.
Why the hell was she standing in front of my door right now…
Had she come to kill me—!!
And I just happened to open the door at the perfect timing?!
"Aren't you hungry? Follow me. We're going out."
"…? Ah… Oh! Yes! Understood, Your Grace."
Iris suddenly invited me to eat.
This behavior…
She didn't know what I did yesterday—!!
Just how weak to mornings was this woman!!
It was truly fortunate.
She was even smiling at me, so it was certain.
I responded with a bright smile of my own and looked down at Iris.
Because of the height difference between us, I had no choice but to look down.
"Haa…♡ You shouldn't show that kind of smile to just anyone…"
"Pardon?"
"Nothing. By the way, instead of Your Grace… you may call me Iris… just Iris."
"Understood, Lady Iris."
"……"
She looked displeased, crossing her arms and pushing her massive breasts up and down while tapping her foot.
Why was she upset again?
'Was that a damn test?'
Because of the obsession that I had to do exactly as she ordered, I had unconsciously changed the title from "Your Grace" straight to "Lady Iris"—!!
That must be what she didn't like.
This employer… was seriously picky as hell.
'Huu… I'll endure it since she lets me use her pussy.'
But I decided to hold back.
As the more mature one, shouldn't I be the one to endure?
"…Follow me. We'll eat out today."
"Understood."
Her tone was still curt, but her face no longer had that icy coldness from the first day.
It was like a face melted by the spring sunlight.
Something pleasant must have happened while I was sleeping.
Following Iris out of the mansion, I saw a luxury sedan already prepared.
It was the same car I had ridden when I first came to this estate.
Click—!
"Get in."
"…Thank you?"
From an employee's perspective, I had naturally thought about quickly moving to open the car door for her first.
But at that moment—
Did she use magic?
In the blink of an eye, Iris, who had been standing beside the car, opened the rear door herself.
Then she gestured for me to get in through there.
Was this another test…?
'I have no idea.'
I hated complicated things.
I simply decided to accept Iris's kindness.
Thud—!
Fortunately, it didn't seem to be some kind of test.
The moment I got in, she closed the door and entered through the opposite side.
"Do you like wine?"
"Yes…"
The moment I sat down, she asked if I liked wine.
To be honest, I wasn't sure.
I had never drunk wine before.
But judging by the current atmosphere, it seemed like I should say yes.
Whirrr—!!
With the sound of machinery, a table unfolded from the back seat.
It was a scene I'd only seen in movies.
To think I would actually experience this…!
Glug, glug….
"How about Romanée-Conti?"
"I-it's good…!"
Iris told me the name of the wine being poured into the glass.
Even though I had no idea what it was, I said it was good anyway.
"Hehe. This bottle costs a hundred million."
"Huk…!"
A hundred million per bottle…?
Insane.
To pour something this expensive for me.
As expected, my education wasn't wrong…!!
Just like how her pussy had loved my cock so much in her unconscious state.
Had Iris developed feelings for me too?
I wasn't sure.
"Here."
I accepted the transparent glass Iris offered.
The red liquid gently swayed beyond the clear glass.
The moment I tilted it slightly and inhaled the aroma, an unfamiliar new world tickled the tip of my nose.
'So this is wine?'
A scent intertwining sweetness and bitterness.
It was quite a nice fragrance, so I smiled faintly and took a sip to see how it tasted.
It flowed in smoothly at first, then a subtle astringency spread across the tip of my tongue.
'Fuck… This is what costs a hundred million?'
Now I understood why people made such a fuss about wine.
But if this was worth a hundred million… I honestly couldn't accept it.
"Thank you."
"How does it taste?"
"It was good. Good enough that I'd like another glass."
But this wasn't my money.
I subtly hinted that I'd like another glass by phrasing it ambiguously.
"Then have another."
Iris naturally picked up the wine bottle and moved closer to me.
"Eut… Hoo."
The moment Iris sat right beside me, her breast pressed against my elbow.
Whether she knew it or not, she continued pouring wine into my glass.
On top of that, as always, the exposed skin where her buttons were undone was touching my arm.
I couldn't help but let out the excited breathing typical of an orc.
Glug—!
"Thank you!!"
To somehow hold back my erection, the moment the glass was full I immediately gulped it down my throat.
'I have to endure.'
They say enduring three times can save a person's life.
I absolutely could not follow my orc instincts and pounce on Iris right now.
I did my absolute best to hold onto my reason and endured, and endured again.
"Your Grace. We've arrived."
Until the driver finally informed us that we had reached our destination.
I did well—! Rascal!!