Elisa's Rape
Rape is without a doubt the most wicked crime a human being can commit.
If murder merely kills the body, rape kills the soul as well. Looking at Elisa's wicked face, Valley thought as much without meaning to.
I can't move.
Elisa's lower body was slowly descending. Was she planning to violate him like this? For the first time in his life, Valley cursed his own small frame.
Damn it! He felt like a squirrel that had run straight into a snake — being devoured by a natural predator against whom he had no compatibility at all.
Valley looks so cute… He must have been popular.
Meanwhile, Elisa had no idea that Valley was cursing her thoroughly. In truth, she knew nothing about him whatsoever.
Not where he had been born, what ideology he held, or what kind of household he had grown up in.
But she did know that Valley had come to Sloan with a righteous heart — just as Camilla, Lylie, and she herself had done.
The people drawn to that girl were always extraordinary.
They say a hero recognizes a hero, don't they? Those who approached her always seemed born under a hero's destiny.
An old compatriot she had once met had put it this way: just as bees flock to a flower, those fated to share Sloan's path would gather around her…
I'm not even the best archer. I was always dead last in spirit arts class, too.
A mage whose talent appeared once in ten thousand years.
A Saintess who could seal a split belly and restore severed limbs with a single prayer.
And the Hero who had slain a Demon King for the first time in history.
Valley was definitely in love with Sloan, wasn't he? Maybe he was even Sloan's destined partner.
She was beautiful. And strong.
These days, the ideal bride had to be a strong woman. Sloan was a young woman who fit that standard perfectly.
Fate would have delivered Valley to her — so that they might be joined and produce an even greater Hero.
As proof, Valley himself possessed a hero's qualities. At least, that was how Elisa saw it…
No need to say it. Valley likes Sloan. I can guarantee that much.
Elisa lowered her hips. Schlick! The cock slowly pushed into her narrow entrance.
"W-wait a second! Just wait! You're doing it? You're doing it here?!"
"We can't do it anywhere else. Why? Want me to fuck you out on the street?"
"Absolutely not— Ah! I'm talking! Don't lower your hips!"
Pat, pat. Valley's spicy little punches landed on Elisa's chest — and dealt no damage whatsoever.
Feeling his pride as a Demon King being stripped away completely, Valley's eyes trembled. How on earth had he ended up like this?
Inside is absolutely not okay.
He had to prevent the worst-case scenario of Elisa getting pregnant. It was unthinkable. If that happened… the weak one who died first would always be him.
He mumbled with his small lips, then finally forced the words out. He never thought he would have to say this… His pride as a Demon King crumbled another notch.
"E-Elisa… Please, not inside. Please use a condom."
"Huh? Condom? What's that?"
"Ah! That— the thing made from monster guts. If you go to the counter, there might be—"
"Hyaah?!"
She couldn't waste time on something so trivial.
Elisa smiled cruelly and drove her hips down. A slight foreign sensation… and the feeling of expansion in her abdomen made her body go rigid.
But then the pain of her hymen being pierced forced her to bend at the waist.
It's all the way in.
Finally… she had defiled this man.
A man who admired not her, but Sloan.
A man who might have become the companion of the great Hero rather than a weak elf — and she had broken him on her own whim. Through an absurd conspiracy, no less.
"Haha…"
She had always felt nothing but guilt toward Sloan.
When Sloan dragged her weak self around and looked after her. When she saved her from crisis with a face that said it was nothing at all.
This man definitely should have belonged to Sloan. That would have been the fate the Goddess had ordained.
But… Elisa had defiled Valley as she pleased.
His body's already been rolled around and used anyway.
…Yeah. She couldn't give such a dirty body to Sloan. For a small man like Valley to survive in this world, he'd need many skills.
And one of those skills would surely be prostitution. How many times had he survived with that cute face and heart-melting smile?
So it would be far better for useless her to devour him instead.
Weren't there plenty of good men in this world besides Valley? If the Hero wanted, she could even arrange a match with a beautiful elf man.
This is all for Sloan.
She wasn't defiling Valley out of her own greed.
Elisa suddenly began rationalizing. It was nothing more than a self-defense mechanism born from guilt too heavy to bear — but she had no way of knowing that.
I haven't done anything wrong. If you think about it… I'm actually making a sacrifice.
The conclusion she reached after vicious self-rationalization was, astonishingly, that defiling this man was a noble sacrifice on her part.
Th-this is bad… I've put it all the way in. There's no going back now!
Meanwhile, Valley was thinking the exact same thing — that there was no going back.
This insane elf had finally done it. Sex with a Demon King? No one could have imagined such a thing!
O Demon God… Please grant me the strength to somehow overcome this situation.
Schlick! Elisa raised her hips. The pain still remained, but… she felt a mental pleasure from the process itself.
Hoo. Let's organize the situation first. I can't give this dirty male whore to Sloan… So then?
Valley is mine.
Slap! His small body shook. At the same time, intense pleasure crashed over him like a wave. Valley's waist truly bent. With no expression at the uncomfortable ride, Elisa crushed him beneath her hips.
Slap, slap, slap, slap… Elisa didn't hesitate. Harder and harder! Without even considering Valley's position, she shook her hips.
Heavy flesh slammed down onto his pelvis. Sweat beaded on white skin.
Why does this feel so good!
He had lived as a Demon King for an enormous span of time. Though most of that time had been spent without a body, in soul form…
Even searching through every moment he had ever lived, he had never felt this good.
So this is sex…
His virginity had been taken. Plundered, even… Slap! Elisa was an unfair plunderer. In exchange for breaking his mind as she pleased, she gave him pleasure.
"This was my first time…"
"…What?"
"I said it was my first time."
The words thrown at Elisa like a complaint stirred the elf's conscience once more — the moral conscience that had been buried under her self-defense mechanism.
Impossible. I'm his first?
Then what was that darkness seeping from his eyes? She couldn't be mistaken. This man couldn't be a virgin. Only then could she have him.
Then I wasn't sacrificing myself in Sloan's place…
She had arbitrarily stolen her respected comrade's "property." Was this something a member of the Hero's party should do?
Absolutely not. Right now… she had freely taken what rightfully should have gone to the Hero.
…Crazy bitch.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
Crazy bitch, crazy bitch, crazy bitch, crazy bitch! You lewd bitch!
She kept degrading and cutting herself down inside. She had done something a comrade should never do — stealing someone else's lover (who wasn't one yet).
How was this any different from a beast? They say the difference between humans and beasts is the ability to reflect on the sins one has committed.
Even knowing that well, Elisa didn't stop her hips. No — rather, filled with excitement, she pounded down madly.
If you have a conscience, stop right now.
She didn't stop. She got even faster. Thud— Thud— Thud—! As if never wanting to let go of the cock that had entered her, her inner walls contracted firmly.
"What are you going to do to me… Haa, haaah…"
"Speak properly!"
"W-what are you g-going to do to me?"
In the midst of extreme pleasure… Valley's mind grew hazy, and he spat out whatever came to him.
His whole body was hot. Wrapped in the skin of an elf whose body temperature was already high… he simply couldn't endure it.
Am I going to go crazy from the heat…?
Perhaps because his body was similar to a human's. Unlike his kin, Valley was sensitive to body temperature.
Gradually… his body grew hotter. His breath was hot too. This sensation of his small frame having been shoved into an oven…
Now he had no choices left at all. Only to be completely devoured. Had he vaguely sensed his fate? Valley slowly let go of the thread of hope.
I'm really screwed…
He was being eaten. Emptily… An unbearable urge to ejaculate began surging up in waves.
No. He was planting the seed of destruction right now… Was he really going to cum? He was committing the one taboo a Demon King must never break.
All sorts of random thoughts churned through his head. Was this what the terror of one's brain freezing felt like?
"Ugh…!"
Brrrrrr!
He ended up cumming. Despite being an overwhelming existence known as a Demon King, Valley let out a pathetic moan — and handed his seed to the Hero Party.
Gulp, gulp… Not a single drop was left out as it seeped into Elisa. Given the size, the volume was considerable as well.
"Ahh…"
"What? Is it because of pregnancy? You don't know much, do you. Elves don't get pregnant easily even when they have sex with humans. Relax. I thought it through when I went raw, too."
The one who didn't know wasn't Valley — it was Elisa.
The Demon King who had created the current 1st Seat Demon King had not been humanoid like Valley.
It hadn't even been a mammal — it had been amphibian. That was why Demon Kings never engaged in mating, no matter what. If they accepted human seed or impregnated someone…
Not only humans, but all Demon Kings would go extinct. But Valley right now…
What do I do? I've done it…
He had put a Demon King's seed inside an elf famous for her toughness.
It was the worst crime, beyond mere violation of regulations. Something that wouldn't end with death if discovered by other Demon Kings…
He wiped his face. He never should have joined this party in the first place.
Truly.