Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Beast's Pride #4
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For me, the progression of physical intimacy goes like this.
Holding hands → Hugging and kissing → Things like fellatio or groping breasts → Sex → Marriage.
I don't know how actual couples advance their intimacy, but at least for me, that's how it was.
Fellatio feels more psychologically acceptable than sex, where a woman has to spread her legs wide open. And hugs and kisses require even less courage than that.
By my calculations, then, I'm currently just one step away from sex.
Really, just one step.
But how the hell am I supposed to cross this one step?
It's just one step in words, but it's like a towering Everest of a staircase—I can't make any progress.
Does a guy just say, "You've done fellatio, so let's have sex now," and the girl goes, "Sure," and they move on to the next stage?
No way.
Absolutely not.
Sure, maybe some couples are like that, but anyway...
So what exactly is needed between fellatio and sex?
Mood?
Awkward silence and a bit of liquid courage from alcohol?
I don't know.
Any helpful memories?
The porn I've watched doesn't seem useful. They feature a watch that stops time and skips all those steps.
There, it's just press button → sex. Two steps, done.
I should've watched a ton of romantic movies.
Who knew it'd come to this.
It was pretty amazing to think about.
"Grulp, slurp, haa-. Hey, when the hell are you gonna cum...?"
Right now, Elga had my dick in her mouth.
When I first met Elga, I could barely even look at her face.
Thinking about all the trials and tribulations it took to get here brings tears to my eyes.
Maybe during that time, Elga came to like me?
She wouldn't do this for a guy she doesn't like.
But I hadn't heard her clearly say she liked me or didn't like me.
I was just vaguely assuming on my own.
Suddenly, I wanted to ask Elga.
Do you like me, by any chance?
It might've been the anxiety of a romance newbie craving and confirming affection for myself.
But curiosity kills the cat.
No, I couldn't ask.
If she said, "No," it'd be a huge shock. Then suddenly, my train of thought shifted.
What about me?
Do I like Elga?
Come to think of it, I'd never precisely considered how I felt about her. No time or reason for it.
But looking at her objectively now, Elga is pretty, with big breasts.
Big tits and pretty. Nice view, glamorous.
A rich girl from an insanely wealthy family I wouldn't dare glance at, with outstanding abilities to boot.
Her personality is a bit bitchy, and she did slaughter barbarians, but score-wise, she was way out of my league.
The old me would've felt irreverent just looking at her.
And now this girl was kissing me, letting me grope her breasts, and ultimately licking and sucking my dick to make me cum.
"Hey, when the hell are you gonna cum? Haa-. Slurp-. My jaw hurts now."
There was no reason not to fall for Elga.
But isn't this closer to lust than love...? A twinge of guilt creeps in—is it okay to have my first time with a girl with feelings like this?
Heavily.
"Hiek...!"
Right then, the pain of my glans being bitten made me scream and tear up a bit. Elga, that damn bitch, bit my glans!
"What the hell are you doing!?"
"Hmph."
When I demanded an explanation, Elga snorted and spat my dick out of her mouth.
Seeing her annoying face made me feel ridiculous for just thinking I liked her or whatever.
Right.
I'm Theo Angmar, grandson or son of the Demon King, who knows.
Annoying Lioness bitch, you're just a tool to impregnate with my seed.
This is what you brought on yourself.
Elga doesn't need the sweet mood or events that lovers have. Just conquest, domination, and submission.
I grabbed Elga's head.
"What are you doing? Eugh-."
And I shoved my dick forcibly into her mouth.
Elga looked extremely flustered but opened her jaw wide to keep her teeth from touching it. I was worried she'd bite it off, but thankfully she didn't.
"Mmph, slurrrp, mmmmph-!"
I used Elga's mouth and head like an onahole. Grabbing her bound ponytail, I yanked it back and forth roughly to move it.
"Glurk, glulp, glrrk, cough, cough, hey, you wanna die for real?"
Of course, midway, she seemed to struggle for breath, so I let go for a bit. Elga got up, looking seriously pissed, and glared at me.
I decided to show off my level 8 Actor to her.
"Lady Elga. I like you."
"What? S-suddenly-."
"Make me a true Lioness man."
"What does that... even mean...."
My unexpected attack flustered her.
「Heart-Piercing Temptation!
Job: Lecher level up.
Lecher Lv. 4 → Lv. 5
Now you can tempt more blatantly and lewdly!」
「Soul-Infused Method Acting!
Job: Actor level up.
Actor Lv. 8 → Lv. 9
Your craft now reaches the realm of talent that fools even yourself!」
Some text floated up, but I had no time to care.
All I saw was Elga von Lioness.
She started covering her chest with her hands, as if flustered by my earnest confession.
I stood up too and approached her.
Then I kissed her.
"Wha, m-mmph, slurrrp, haaah-."
What I was acting now was a playboy from my headcanon. How would Playboy Theo Gospel act?
Image: Blond tanned older-man killer Theo, aka Gold Theo.
If I were good at romance, after stunning her with a kiss like this, I'd gently lay the woman on the bed and undress her bit by bit while she's out of it.
In fact, I pushed Elga's shoulder toward the bed and laid her down.
She fell onto the soft bed, her breasts jiggling impressively.
Jiggle, jiggle.
Slurp, slurp, lick. Slurp.
I kept stimulating her lips softly, sometimes intensely, while moving my hands to pull down the chest part of Elga's dress.
Rustle.
I wanted to rip it all off, but that might raise her guard too much, and the dress had a corset back, making it hard to remove.
Rustle, rustle-.
"Hey, y-you're taking off my-. Wait, stop...!"
As expected, Elga under me tried to resist.
Is showing her breasts too hasty?
My tongue, licking her lips, now traced her slender face's side and neck, nibbling her flushed, hot ear.
"Haaah...!"
Tension rippled through Elga's body. She trembled like she'd been struck by lightning, unable to do anything else.
Now what?
What would Gold Theo do?
Friday night hunter Gold Theo would skillfully slip off her panties here.
I raised my upper body and reached for Elga's legs.
Her thighs were already slick with arousal juices, but I pretended not to notice and pulled down her panties.
"...No! You bastard, suddenly acting like someone else...."
But Elga still had some resistance left.
She wasn't fighting fiercely, just saying no verbally while trembling.
This much was expected from Gold Theo. Her raging lust at her prime age must be squirming inside her.
So I pulled her soaked panties down to one ankle and overlaid my body on hers.
Slipping between her slightly M-spread legs, piling my body on top.
Squish, squish-.
Her huge breasts pressing against my chest felt like warm cushions—bliss.
Fun to grope wildly, but isn't this her first time?
Virgin Theo might grope and insert right away, but Elga might feel repulsed and kick me off.
Better to caress her thoroughly so she overcomes her fear of sex, until she's ripe and ready to fall.
"Lady Elga-. Gonna kiss you."
So I pressed my lips to hers again.
Interlacing my fingers with her anxiously moving hands, pinning them to the bed.
"Mmmph, slurp, smooch, slurp, haa, y-you, how dare, slurp, mm, hngh...."
Whispering affection softly near her ear.
"Lady Elga, I like you."
"Th-that, hngh...."
Elga seemed unable to respond anymore.
Do her guards know the iron-blooded lady of Lioness, who storms battlefields, is melting under Theo Gospel on a bed like this?
"Lady Elga, I've wanted this since we first met. Really."
Thinking of it as acting let words flow that I could never say normally.
Lecher and Actor EXP messages appeared, but I ignored them, focusing elsewhere.
Aiming my massively swollen dick at the smooth spot between her legs.
Squish, squelch.
Between her wide M-spread legs, it was soaked enough—no more foreplay needed.
Elga's arousal fluid, of course.
They say inexperienced women don't get wet easily from nerves.
But Elga, after fellatio and various caresses, seemed fully ready to take a man.
Does she masturbate alone too?
Elga loves physical stuff, roaming battlefields seeking fights.
I've heard such women have lust double others'.... She'd masturbate for sure.
Her hymen might be worn out already.
"Lady Elga, do you touch here alone sometimes?"
"Wha-what? Why ask something like that...!"
She thrashed her legs wildly. When I barely held them, she covered her face with the blanket and asked.
"And you, why do you seem kinda skilled.... Got a lot of experience...?"
"No. First time for me too. I'm actually super nervous."
I took her hand and placed it on my heart. It was pounding so hard my vision blurred.
"......"
Elga said nothing, just hiding her face in the blanket.
I slowly rubbed my dick against her.
Squelch, squish—the glans gliding over her pussy felt great.
"Hngh, hngh-. Hnngh, haa...."
Cute how she turned her head aside under me, trying to ignore the situation.
I pulled the blanket off to see her face.
"...Hng...."
I decided to give shy, fidgeting Elga some lip service.
"Lady Elga, please accept me. I'll train hard too."
No intention to train. Wouldn't improve anyway.
But she'd like hearing it, and sure enough, the tension in her body eased a bit.
This should be enough.
I slowly lifted my upper body, overlooking Elga from above like a bird's-eye view.
Disheveled breasts. Spread legs. Flushed face. Perfect.
This is my throne.
Grip.
I grabbed her thighs, spreading them wider sideways, then slowly rubbed my glans between her engorged, deep pink parted labia.
Elga's pussy was surprisingly hairless and smooth. Labia minora a bit prominent, but pristine, unused look.
Clitoris mostly hooded—wonder what reaction if I uncover it.
"...Hngh, hngh, huu-."
Elga caught her breath then.
Rubbing her pussy more would be nice, but she might refuse from overwhelming shame.
Foreplay seems sufficient.
Better to insert while she's still dazed from kisses and new sensations.
How far will it go in?
Can I cum?
Even pain-tolerant Elga might hurt on first time and stop.
No high hopes, I carefully slipped my glans tip between her plump labia and slightly parted entrance. Finding it wasn't hard.
Squelch.
"Ugh, uuuugh...."
Elga felt pain and tried to close her legs. Even this wet, it hurts? Closing might hurt more.
"Better to spread your legs."
I grabbed her slim ankles with both hands, spreading them wider sideways.
"Ugh, shut up...! What, what is this, what are you doing to me...."
Clack.
Her glass slipper came off, rolling on the cheap inn floor—no mind.
"Lady Elga, I'm so happy right now. I'd die content. To become one with you like this-."
"Ughk, hngh, ughk, hngh...."
Elga wasn't in the mood to reply.
"Kissing might ease the pain a bit."
Seeing her face twist more, I lowered my head and kissed her again.
This time, Elga tentatively responded to my kiss.
"Smooch, slurrrp. Slurp. Smooch. Smooch."
Probably focusing on the kiss to forget the pain. It worked—my dick was slowly contacting something inside.
The membrane-?