Chapter 121
Chapter 121
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 121
Chapter Title: A Night Entwined in Flesh
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When we got back, there were even more people out and about in Kepa than there had been last night.
Word was that the villagers who'd left had returned.
Everyone seemed thrilled, buzzing with energy about rebuilding the village.
We thanked the returning folks once more for saving the village, then headed back to our lodging.
Before that, I'd tossed the bandits back into their original jail cells and hypnotized them.
Then I interrogated them one by one, in order.
The topic was how the bandit gang had gotten their hands on the "red soul stones."
But they knew nothing.
Some even asked what a red soul stone was.
I'd expected some kind of clue, no matter how small, so I was a bit thrown off.
Maybe this soul stone business was beyond our reach right now.
Back at the lodging, I shared what I'd learned with everyone gathered together.
"I poked around the village today too, but I couldn't find any link between the villagers and the soul stones."
Ava's findings lined up with what I'd partially uncovered by hypnotizing people when I first arrived.
None of the ones I checked had ties to the bandits.
Grilling the folks who'd fled and come back would probably yield the same results.
The conclusion was pointing in one clear direction.
"The soul stones didn't flow into the village. The bandits had them from the start."
From the northern front lines.
Or back when they were soldiers.
Either way, it wasn't info we could dig up now.
The bandits who'd held the soul stones were all dead and buried.
"What I found out while looking into soul stones..."
Stia chimed in.
"Was that they never circulated through people, in any form.
They're incredibly rare, highly unstable, and they attract monsters too."
"Hmm."
People want to hoard valuables, sure.
But few could handle something that dangerous.
I couldn't rule it out entirely, but assuming we'd sniff out a dealer like some drug runner was naive.
"Naturally generated by the Demon King.
That's the angle? Nothing confirmed?"
"Yeah. It's why he's called the Apostle of Chaos.
The red soul stones showed up right around when the Demon King appeared."
"Then let's drop the soul stone investigation here. We accomplished our mission."
Stia looked a little disappointed, but no helping it.
Just dealing with Park Seo-yeon was headache enough.
The Demon King? No thanks to tangling with that.
"What about the soul stones they had?"
Diana asked, looking at me.
"Destroyed them all."
"And the remaining bandits? Gonna kill them?"
"No need. Sending them to the capital's execution squad. Our goal was wiping out the bandit gang, and we did."
"Keeping them alive just wastes food."
Diana didn't hide her disgust.
She talked like she wanted them dead every other word, but I knew better.
"Good thing we don't have to kill anyone."
"......"
"Right?"
Diana averted her eyes, looking sheepish.
Deep down, she was just a spoiled girl. She put on a tough front to hide her soft side.
If I'd said to kill them, she'd have gone along with the momentum, but inside, she'd be more relieved than anyone.
In a way, that was the big difference between the Vanguard sisters.
Diana tried to emulate her big sis, but they were cut from different cloth.
"...If you're okay with it, fine."
"Plan's in its final stage now."
I looked around at the three of them.
"Feel free to do your own thing. We'll stay in the village one more day, make sure no other issues pop up, then head back the day after."
Even a dead fire deserves a second look.
Probably nothing, but the whole point was confirming that.
And I liked this plan.
Not an exaggeration to say I was looking forward to it most.
I summoned Karen to the "afterparty room" I'd reserved separately.
Karen showed up changed into her old adventurer outfit.
The moment she opened the door and stepped in, I swept her into my arms and kissed her without warning.
"Mmch. Smooch."
Karen melted into me right away, eagerly tangling her tongue with mine.
After a long, sloppy exchange of saliva, I met her eyes and asked,
"Not startled?"
Karen said it like it was obvious.
"I'm bro's cocksleeve."
I groped Karen's lewd milkers with my hands.
The satisfying heft against my palms felt amazing.
I hooked my finger under the thin fabric barely covering her underboob and tugged it down, letting her pale, massive tits spill out.
"Arms up."
"L-like this...?"
Karen raised her arms.
Her breasts lifted naturally, accentuating them even more.
"That's the basic tit-baring pose. Got it?"
"...Yeah."
Karen placed her hands behind her head, thrusting her chest out to display her tits.
I kneaded her skin thoroughly, using my whole hands on her breasts.
"Mmm... Ahn."
Karen's breathing gradually grew lewd.
Maybe she felt my enthusiasm for using her as a cocksleeve through my hands—her eyes were already glazing over with heat.
But she didn't whine or fuss, just obediently kept her tits on display for me to enjoy.
I buried my face in her milkers, rubbing against them freely.
I cupped them, savoring the feel, licked them, sucked them, nursed on her nipples like a baby.
"......"
Karen trembled now and then as she watched me, lost in her own pleasure.
I swept her tits from top to bottom, bottom to top, gently molding their soft shapes, watching intently.
"Bro..."
"Shh."
"......"
Gotta fondle till I'm bored of it.
I kept groping and torturing her standing tits relentlessly.
Shifted to kissing again. With her tits out and arms up, Karen stuck out her tongue, lapping and sucking at mine playfully.
Her half-lidded eyes, drunk on the kiss—she looked utterly adorable.
"Wanna use your tits. Up for it?"
"Yeah, just rub against them?"
"Yep. Use this."
I pulled some gel from my inventory.
Karen blinked at the bottle.
"What's this?"
"Elrin's slippery gel. Clothes off first."
"Okay."
"Ah! Don't lower your arms. Stay like that."
"...?"
Karen tilted her head, tits still bared.
"I'll undress you."
Karen giggled.
"Got it. Dress me, then."
I stripped her slowly.
"Seeing your adventurer gear brings back memories."
"This is what I wore when I milked your cum. Put it on special for today. Aren't I the best cocksleeve?"
"You are."
I admired Karen's naked body, arms up and tits thrust out. So fucking hot.
I dropped my pants, sliding my hard cock between her plump thighs.
Gazing down at her cleavage, I squeezed her milkers like milking a cow.
"......"
Karen, hands behind her head, clenched her thighs just right around my cock.
She gazed at me with sultry eyes and a smile.
Like a succubus craving my load—my hips shivered.
"Body of a hero candidate? How many guy candidates did you tease and deduct points from?"
"Dunno. Stuff like that... I'm bro's cocksleeve, don't care about others."
Karen's thighs were incredible.
The firm squeeze felt so good.
Could cum just rubbing her pussy like this, but thigh-fucking wasn't quite pussy insertion.
But with gel? Different story.
"To the shower. Don't wanna dirty this up."
"Not the shell castle?"
"Why call you here, then? Girls from last night's afterparty might drop by."
"...Bro's so consistent."
"Thanks."
I stripped fully and led naked Karen to the shower.
Uncapped the Elrizel, poured it down her neck.
"Eek."
A bit cold—she shivered.
The slick, gooey liquid coated her tits, making them gleam wetly.
Poured from above, and they caught it all. Insanely hot.
"So slippery."
Karen murmured, kneading her own tits.
I hugged her naked body, slathering gel everywhere with my arms and torso.
More if needed. Coated every inch—between her legs, cleavage, armpits—smearing meticulously.
"......"
Blushing, Karen surrendered to my arms.
I thrust my cock into her slick, plump thighs and pussy slit.
"Gasp."
I swallowed hard.
The skin-rubbing earlier felt like child's play compared to this.
Karen squeezed her thighs, pressing her tits firm against me.
"Bro... Feels good, huh?"
"No joke. So slippery, and that grip..."
"Wanna use my thighs?"
Karen rubbed her slick thighs against me with coy, teasing motions.
The gel made it intensely thick and smooth.
I grabbed her ass, grinding my whole cock along her thighs and pussy.
"Ngh. Hnng. Hic..."
Karen stared at me with moist eyes.
"M-me too. Love when bro rubs my pussy..."
Worked her sensitive spots great.
No pain even with cock-sawing friction.
The gel let my glans smoothly plow her slick folds.
"Hoo."
Feeling her thigh grip, I slammed my hips.
"Hah...! Ahn. Ahn. Hnng."
Totally new sensation.
Her smooth thigh skin, the soft clench. Brushing her mound felt perfect.
Wanting more ballooned inside me—next thing I knew, I was pounding like a beast, slamming her pussy.
Karen moaned wildly as I ground against her slit.
"Ahnng. Hnng. Came three times from the rubbing. Your cocksleeve came first. Sorry."
"Naughty sleeve. Gonna switch to another."
Karen clung tight, rubbing desperately with teary eyes.
"Nooo. Hate that. Wanna be bro's cocksleeve. I'll make you feel good when you cum."
"Good. Squeeze those thighs."
"Yeah...!"
I furiously thigh-fucked her, then blasted cool cum on the shower floor.
Karen clenched through it all, heightening my release.
Kept kissing as I came, savoring the afterglow.
"Bro, wanna use my tit-pussy too? Hm?"
Karen pressed against me, eager to please.
"Planned to. Tit-pussy time."
"Use my tit-pussy. Rub on my slick milkers."
"Perfect."
Still rock-hard.
Added more gel, drizzled it on her, lay back.
Karen knelt, sliding my cock between her tits.
Insane.
My prediction that her tit power tripled? Wrong.
With lube, it was tenfold the original. Thighs were great, but these fuller, softer tits enveloped my whole shaft perfectly.
"Missed this. Gotta milk bro's cock with my tits♥"
Karen declared happily, pressing from outside in to amp the tit-pressure, kneading and rubbing to stimulate every inch evenly.
So slippery, so good.
"Knew it. Bro wants to spurt again, huh? Cock's throbbing."
"Thanks to those prime milkers."
Karen squeezed both tits, sliding them along my cock.
"Bro's cock's so sturdy and great... Looking at it, gonna ovulate again...♥"
Blissful tit-fuck.
Pathetic, but the deep-stabbing pleasure nearly made me moan.
Not just big tits—Karen's slutty devotion, staring entranced at my tip peeking from her cleavage, boiled my balls.
Who wouldn't melt from such dedicated tit service?
She steadily tit-jacked me like handjobbing, then laid my cock on her abs, pressing down with her tits and rocking her torso—using nipples and all.
Perfect heavy weight. Balanced to tease balls and prostate.
"When you're ready, say it. Bro. I'll take it anywhere.
On my tits? Face?"
Karen parted her lips, smirking.
"Or mouth? Suck it slurp slurp?"
Guh, this greedy sleeve's after every drop in my balls.
Already felt like a massive load brewing.
"Mouth."
"You like creampies, right? Got it. Anytime, bro's cock in my mouth-pussy—ahh. Spurt it all out, empty those balls. Okay?♥"
Karen kept tit-rubbing as she spoke.
She shifted, re-engulfing my cock in cleavage, and I erupted upward without warning.
"Ah?!"
Cum splattered her face—she froze a second.
Then quick as lightning, she engulfed my cock in her mouth, lips pursed, sucking hard.
Milking my load like a straw.
"Slurp. Smooch. Shlurp."
Karen took every drop in her mouth, licking my glans clean.