Chapter 141: Tag: Oyakodon (1)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 141: Tag: Oyakodon (1)
Another night has come.
It was a night no different from any other, yet for some reason, my heart was pounding exceptionally hard today.
“It’s like Fate/Stay Night… a night where destiny dwells…”
Perhaps it was because of that sentiment.
Irene’s mansion, standing tall and imposing, looked even more grand than usual today.
Just like my Excalibur, which was already standing tall in a fit of rage.
Yes, today is the day.
Today, I finally fulfill my long-cherished dream of an Elf Mother-Daughter Bowl.
‘I’ve received the woman you sent, my dear younger brother. Muhahaha.’
Actually, there were women I had my eye on first… but my older brother snatched them up.
My grand ambition, which I had planned to achieve ten years later, vanished like bubbles overnight.
Well… at this point, I don’t particularly resent my brother, nor do I feel any regret. Not that I ever really did in the first place.
If anything, I’m actually feeling grateful to him now.
Because of him, I was able to meet a fucking hot widow Elf Maman and her daughter.
‘Now… let’s head inside.’
To be honest, I can’t wait any longer.
I’ve let it simmer long enough.
Any more simmering and the rice will just get mushy, so without further hesitation, I stepped into the mansion.
—Knock, knock, knock.
As soon as I knocked on the massive door, it opened on its own without a sound.
It was a sight truly befitting the home of a Great Sorcerer, no matter how many times I saw it.
Following the guidance of the golems, who were now even polite, I made my way to the deepest part of the mansion…
“Le, Leon-nim…♥”
Irene greeted me with an expression that was a mix of flustered confusion and uncontrollable joy.
She was wearing nothing but a white negligee that clearly revealed the silhouette of her body.
I naturally pulled Irene into an embrace and lightly kissed her fair forehead.
“I suddenly found myself thinking of you.”
“Haah… I was just thinking of you too, Leon-nim…”
“Haha, really? Thinking of me doing what?”
Slyly, I slid my leg between Irene’s thighs.
Irene was already rubbing her soaking wet pussy against me, whispering cries of pleasure mixed with nasal moans.
“Euhut…♥ If you’re asking what kind of Leon-nim I was thinking of… I was imagining you holding me so tight I might break, filling me to my very depths…♥”
“Hmm… I believe I filled that greedy womb of yours to the brim even during the day. Was that not enough?”
“Yes… You are someone I desire more and more the more I am held by you, Leon-nim…”
“Hahaha.”
The sight of this beautiful woman looking up at me with smoldering eyes, saying she could never get enough no matter how much she was held, was a tribute in itself.
One might call it the greatest praise a man could hear from a woman.
It seems it’s not just my women who are starving.
Starting from the most fundamental sexual desire, to the desire for possession, the desire for exclusivity, and this heart that constantly wants to be recognized and praised…
I really am a greedy bastard.
Thanks to that, my hands were already gripping both of Irene’s luscious butt cheeks.
“Ahut…! Le, Leon-niim…!”
“You’re beautiful, Irene. Even more so today.”
“Aah…! Thank you…!”
“I love you.”
As I licked her long ear and whispered those words, Irene immediately wrapped her legs around my waist.
Furthermore, she threw her arms around my neck, clinging to me like a child.
“Haah…! Leon-nim, Leon-nim…! Leon-nim…!”
Clinging to me, constantly repeating my name as if she didn't know what to do with herself, Irene was like a child.
A reckless, immature girl who was desperate to satisfy her desires right this instant.
It was a startling transformation compared to when I first met her.
When I first saw her at the Imperial Palace, she was a great Archmage risking her life for her people's crisis, a sorrowful widow who still loved her departed husband.
Now, she’s just a female who wets herself between the legs the moment she sees me and clings to me without a shred of shame.
‘That’s why it’s even hotter…!’
That’s why I don’t use things like brainwashing or hypnosis even though I can.
Because the current Irene is a version of herself that she chose, and no one else.
Well… I did make her that way, but…
While I was having those thoughts.
I noticed Irene, who had already cast off all her clothes, and her pink nipples that were already poking out.
“Ahaang…!”
The moment I instinctively took one of those lovely nipples into my mouth, Irene’s body flinched.
As if telling me to enjoy myself to my heart's content, she smothered my face with her voluptuous breasts.
‘Ha… this scent… this touch…’
The refreshing scent unique to Elves, mixed with the sultry, mature fragrance of a woman in full bloom.
Irene’s body odor, a dizzying blend of both, was more seductive than any perfume.
On top of that, the nipple was swelling and hardening inside my mouth.
Breasts that were too large to be held in one hand, yet possessed both elasticity and softness.
Before I knew it, I wasn't just focused on one; I was gripping both breasts and sucking on them like crazy.
“Ahut…! Haahang…! Aaang…! Le, Leon-nihim…♥”
“Haha, aren’t you being a bit too loud? What if Merlin hears you?”
Irene didn’t know it yet, but Merlin had also become Sitri’s vassal.
And Sitri and I are in a relationship where we are one in body and soul.
In other words, Merlin wasn't just listening to her mother’s cries of pleasure; she was currently poking at her own crotch while listening to them.
Of course, I wasn't letting Irene know that fact, which only made her face turn even redder.
“A, ah…! I, I didn’t think of that… It hasn’t been long since Merlin returned home…”
“Hmm… I thought you were doing it specifically so she would hear.”
“Wh-what?! N-no way…!”
Wait a second… she’s smiling.
She was saying such a thing would never happen, but it wasn't my imagination—the corners of her mouth were definitely curled up.
Just to be sure, I thrust my hand between Irene’s thighs.
“Heup…!”
“Haha, I don’t think there’s much point in trying to hold back your voice now. Besides, I haven’t even done anything yet.”
“Th-that may be true… but I get goosebumps just from your touch, Leon-nim…”
“Hmm… is that so…?”
I had only put my hand between her legs, but love juice was already flowing down my palm.
Gently spreading that sticky, thick love juice around, I whispered to Irene.
“Be honest. You’re more turned on because you think Merlin is listening, aren’t you?”
“Kkeu-heup…! Th-that’s…! N-no…!”
“Really? For someone saying no, you’re leaking even more than before. And I only just mentioned your daughter’s name.”
“Th-that’s…! Because you, Leon-nim…!”
Blaming me at this point.
You perverted bitch, glancing up toward the second floor where Merlin is even now.
Ah~ come to think of it, you liked being taken by force, didn't you? Our dear Archmage Marshal.
‘However…’
There is an order to everything.
Just as you start with light flavors and move to richer ones when eating a meal.
Right now, I have to fuck this perverted Elf widow who doesn't know what to do with herself whenever she sees me.
Therefore, I headed up to the second floor with Irene still clinging to me.
“The bedroom would be best, right?”
“Yeees…♥ Ha-eup, chureup… eu-heung… he-eup…”
And so, sucking and licking each other, we went up to the bedroom.
To the bedroom where Irene used to lie with her late husband and whisper words of love.
It’s not as intense as the first time, but my heart still pounds every time I enter this bedroom…
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“Kkeu… oh… ok…! Oeuk, eung-ook…! Leon-nihim…!”
“Phew… squeeze tighter!”
—Slap!
“Hahi-ik…! Ye, yeees…!”
Prostrate before Leon, Irene desperately put strength into her reddened buttocks.
The act of squeezing her own buttocks and contracting her vaginal walls was, of course, for Leon, but it was also for herself.
‘Aah…! This feeling of being filled…! This feeling of him reaching places that he never could…!’
That was why Irene clung even harder.
She desired Leon more, accepting him until there was no more room left inside.
Because for her now, the only people who made her feel the reality of living were Leon and Merlin.
“Haa, haa…!”
“Heo-euk…! Eung-heo-eok…!”
As if responding to Irene’s desperate heart.
Leon pressed down on Irene with all his might, crushing her cervix almost mercilessly.
Setting aside technique, he pounded into her again and again without a shred of consideration.
“Agak… hi, hi-ik… eung-gi-ik…”
Thanks to that, instead of melodious cries of pleasure, only sounds that seemed like she was about to draw her last breath escaped Irene’s mouth.
Screaming sounds that someone who didn't know the situation might mistake for shrieks of agony, Irene was crushed and crushed again.
The pleasure that surged like a tidal wave every time she was hammered dyed Irene’s vision white.
Every time Leon’s sweat dripped onto her body, Irene felt an instinctive ecstasy.
‘Ah… ah…! I can feel it…! Even without seeing, I can see it clearly…!’
Leon’s face as he panted and worked his hips at this very moment.
His brow, furrowed and distorted just as much as hers.
His muscles, writhing like living lava and burning hot.
All of it appeared vividly before Irene’s eyes.
All of it turned Irene into a female, yet ironically, it also filled her with pride.
The pride of a female who had made the eyes of such a young and powerful male roll back with a body she thought had already withered.
The moment all those emotions reached their peak.
“Keu… euk…!”
“A… a…! Le, Leon-nim…!”
Snapping to her senses, Irene thrust her collapsed hips upward and squeezed her vaginal walls with all her strength.
Panting with her anus exposed without any shame, she urged Leon further.
“I-inside…! Please cum inside…!”
“Haa, haa… alright…! I’m cumming…!”
—Glug, glug… glug…
“Ageuk… kkeu-heuk…! It’s… it’s hot… so warm…♥”
Accepting Leon’s ejaculation with her entire body and soul, Irene slowly closed her eyes.
I have to endure, I have to get up right now and serve Leon-nim… Even as she thought this, Irene couldn't manage to lift her heavy eyelids.
Though she too now possessed an immortal body, her brain, having been tormented by such intense pleasure, demanded rest regardless.
Of course, that was exactly what Leon wanted.
He had put in extra effort today specifically for this.
Consequently, even when Leon toyed with Irene’s anus, her most intense erogenous zone…
“Phew… good, she’s completely out.”
Irene only let out soft, rhythmic breathing sounds.
With a smile he couldn't hide, Leon spoke in a low voice.
“Come in, Merlin.”
“Eu… eung…”
“Lie down next to your mother.”
“Ha… are you, are you really… going to do it…?”
“Lie down.”
“A… alright…”
The night was only just beginning.
When Irene finally opened her eyes and saw Merlin beside her, what would she say?
What kind of expression would she make?
With those thoughts, Leon spread Merlin’s legs wide.
Without any hesitation, he thrust his penis, drenched in the mother’s love juice, into the daughter.
“Keu…!”
“Ha-eut…!”