Chapter 94 — The Body Is Honest (1)
Chapter 94 — The Body Is Honest (1)
Sensing Rauka beginning to grow gradually more aroused, Roan advanced to the next stage.
Foreplay.
Objectively speaking, it was nothing more than the act of stroking another's body.
But the touch of another, received in a state of heightened emotion, changed completely in nature.
A slow, teasing motion that made her squirm.
One of the preliminaries capable of drawing out an indescribable pleasure depending on its intensity and location.
At times, even without penetration, touch and pressure alone provided enough stimulation to induce a woman's climax.
Rauka was proving that fact personally right then, her erotic moans filling the air.
"Hut..., h-huuut.... Tick...lish...."
Roan's lips were attacking the nape of her neck and the base of her ear.
Every time Roan tickled her earlobe with his tongue or lightly nipped her nape, he felt Rauka's body tense.
His hands, having laid her halfway onto the bearskin, began to torment Rauka's breasts.
Large hands covered and compressed the alluring breasts of the forest elf.
By that point, Rauka was already breathing deeply through slightly parted lips.
Hot breath, laden with anticipation, scattered into the cold cave.
"...Huuut..., oot...."
Not as large as Helen or Erenier's, but he felt they had ample volume, like Grünent's.
True to a forest elf, Rauka was tall and slender. Her moderate chest size enhanced her lithe image.
In any case, they were too large for even Roan's big hands to hold in one go. This size firmly fell into the realm of the buxom.
As a test, Roan grasped a breast somewhat firmly with one hand.
"U-huuut...!"
An elated moan burst from Rauka's lips.
Yes. Holding the whole thing in one hand was indeed impossible.
Having drawn his conclusion, Roan stared intently at her chest.
Perhaps because his palm had already swept over them several times and they had experienced pressure across their whole surface.
Unlike at the start, Rauka's nipples now jutted out so distinctly that they were clearly visible even through her thick winter clothes.
In a playful mood, Roan pressed the two erect nipples as if mashing buttons, like toying with the joystick on a game controller.
"...H-hiiih..., h-huhk...!"
Her reactivity was outstanding.
He pressed firmly from top to bottom, rolled them gently between thumb and forefinger, then trapped a peak with his index finger, moving it left and right while applying light pressure.
As he moved it as if testing a stick, a helpless voice mixed with pleasure leaked out with each and every motion.
"...Hiit, h-huhng..., Your... Majesty.... Huuuut...."
Rauka, panting with hazy eyes, looked up at Roan.
As if her body was gradually heating up, a warmth began to radiate from her chest as blood rushed to it.
Watching her squirm between her thighs, Roan unbuttoned Rauka's coat and shirt and pulled them open.
A shy expression crossed Rauka's face, but unable to take her eyes off Roan, she intently watched his actions.
Her exposed bare skin was a healthy shade.
Despite being imprisoned for a long time and having spent over half a year living only in the castle, a forest elf who originally wandered outside had a darker complexion than a human.
Light-brown skin, sun-kissed, that a human might consider slightly tanned.
Then her breasts, heaving up and down for breath in an intensely aroused state, were revealed.
"Not cold anymore, is it?"
"Hut..., mm-hmm."
Rauka nodded.
Her body, exceedingly hot from excitement, now distinctly felt the cold less.
Having loosened Rauka's clothes, Roan buried his face in her chest.
At the same time, the hand that had been squeezing her breast headed lower.
"...H-hiiiiii!!"
Rauka's body jolted upward.
Because Roan had bitten her nipple with his lips.
Holding the warm breast in his mouth and steadily tormenting the nipple with his tongue and teeth, Roan pulled her pants down.
Her underwear was revealed.
Drawing his lips away from the tormented nipple, Roan smiled leisurely and spoke.
His tone was impassive.
"...Did I tease you too much?"
"H-huh..., uh, not really..., it just... happened.... Uuut...."
Rauka slurred her words as if trying to explain, but even if she claimed it had only just happened, her dark underwear was soaked with secretions at a single glance.
Roan pushed aside the wet underwear and probed her parted cleft with his fingers.
A torrid warmth and moisture greeted his knuckles.
"H-hiiiiiiik...!"
Rauka twisted her body with a convulsive tremble.
Her clitoris, already intensely aroused, displayed its red inner flesh.
The junction of her thighs was slick with her fluids. Steam wafted up from the crevice of her vaginal opening.
Without inserting deeply, Roan lightly rubbed that crevice with his middle and ring fingers.
A lewd, squelching sound rang out as his fingers passed between her inner labia.
With her sharp hearing, Rauka would naturally be listening to every sound her own body made.
And she would get aroused.
"H-hiiiit..., huhhk, hut, w-wait...."
"If we stop here, you'll get cold."
"Hah, that... no...."
As if throwing a tantrum, Rauka tried to close her legs, but Roan grabbed her thighs and pried them open.
Her resistance was not fierce.
Roan bent his waist, traced a long lick up her thigh, and lightly bit it.
When he inhaled, Rauka's scent billowed up from deep within.
The smell of a woman desiring the act of procreation.
"Don't try to hide it. It makes such a nice sound."
"...H-huhh...!"
A short sigh from Rauka.
What he sensed through [Attentive Hearing],
strangely enough, was pleasure, not shame.
"D-don't... look...."
Her slender waist traced a beautiful curve to her voluminous hips.
Further below was neatly trimmed reddish-brown pubic hair.
And beneath it, her inner labia, drenched in love juices, were panting under Roan's touch.
"H-huhm...."
Her face flushed red, she writhed this way and that, trying to free her thighs, but the emotion he sensed in her brief words was 'pleasure.'
Perhaps Rauka was the type of person who experienced shame as a form of pleasure.
Because if it were a truly embarrassing situation, if there were only embarrassment,
the emotions contained in her words would be shame, anger, resentment, or sadness.
To test that hypothesis, Roan decided to throw out words meant to provoke her shame. A small inner voice whispered,
'Is this really the time to be so absorbed in sex?'
But Roan put the thought to rest with a soft snort.
No special reason was needed to explore the sexual tastes of a partner he was about to mingle bodies and hearts with, in whatever manner.
Roan had no intention whatsoever of dying here, but it was also something akin to Rauka's 'last' wish before she collapsed from exhaustion.
And if her wish was to mingle bodies with me, I had no reason to refuse.
If we were going to do it together anyway, wouldn't it become a good memory if we both did our best to feel good?
There was the passive method of me casting [Starlight] up above until the Lord of the West Blood Territory would soon turn this whole area into a wasteland.
And considering Rauka's condition, there was also a more proactive approach.
We hadn't yet tried the attempt of forcefully carving through the cave while spreading the [Star Cloud Shield] and escaping. There was risk, but it would be better than Rauka dying. Once sex was over, I would soothe her, carry her on my back, and attempt an escape.
But even if we end up going, screwing once or so is fine, right?
While Roan organized his thoughts.
Rauka, unable even to close her legs, was forced to bare her sex for all to see.
At least until a moment ago Rauka had been meeting Roan's eyes, but by then she had turned her head aside, unable even to give him her gaze.
Her profile as she turned her head to the side to glare at the cave wall looked sullen.
Her cheeks were already flushed as if about to burst.
"S-stop... staring. Your Majesty...."
"Your words say one thing, but this reaction here says another."
"H-hiiiuuut...."
"If I keep watching, your lower parts flutter. It's dripping pussy juice as if it's impatient. Did you know that?"
As if to demonstrate, Roan rubbed the parted area in the junction of her thighs.
"Hut..., h-huhhng...! N-no, it's not...!"
Letting out a nasal sound without realizing, Rauka tensed her thighs.
With her whole body's strength focused on her hips and thighs, her waist arched upward.
And what could be heard was the sticky, sloppy sound of fingers being rubbed together.
"Aina. What is this vulgar sound, then? Even if it's normal for it to drip when you're anticipating sex, isn't this a bit excessive?"
"Uh... huhk...."
Rauka glared at Roan with a vexed, loose expression.
But compared to the look she gave Roan in the prison after recovering, when her affection was at -100, that intensity was nothing.
There wasn't a shred of refusal in her sharp gaze at that moment.
'This is just being coy.'
"I couldn't even imagine a forest elf this lewd. A forest elf who leaks pussy juice like crazy just from anticipation."
"Your Majesty.... St...top...."
Rauka squirmed, trying to cover her nether region with both hands.
At that, Roan gathered her wrists in one hand and pinned them down a bit roughly.
His legs were planted firmly, preventing Rauka's legs from hiding her sex.
Rauka chewed on her lips, listening to Roan's words while her private parts were spread wide open, but the emotion felt in her clipped speech was ongoing pleasure.
Roan became certain.
"Aina. I cannot trust your words. Because your body,"
Roan smiled gently.
"is far too lewd and far too honest."
Rauka's expression of not knowing what to do contained many things.
Shame at having her carefully hidden area exposed helplessly.
The delight of listening to Roan's lecherous words as he laid it bare.
A satisfaction coming from the fulfillment of a fantasy she might have once imagined while comforting herself alone.
And so, contrary to her will, Rauka's expression was already melting.
Hot breath flowed from her half-open red lips, and the corners of her mouth that voiced resistance were slightly upturned.
She seemed to be trying to glare sharply at the emperor, but her brows and the corners of her eyes had already melted and drooped as far as they could go.
"N...o..., huuut, that can't... be..., huhk...!"
Having finally teased her mound by stroking it with fingers and palm, Roan began to shed his clothes one by one.
Rauka, unable to bear looking directly at Roan, stole a sidelong glance at him disrobing.
As the clothes covering his body fell away, revealing a sturdy physique like an ancient sculpture, Rauka let out a sigh of excited anticipation.
"H-huh... oo...."
Meeting Rauka's eyes, Roan smiled with his gaze. Rauka flinched and averted her eyes, but the smile on Roan's face had still not disappeared.
"Aina. Look."
Roan's command.
His and her gazes turned toward Roan's fiercely erect phallus.
As if shocked, Rauka sucked in an empty breath.
"H-hiik...."
"I am going to put it inside you."
"Tha...t..., i-isn't that... too much...."
"If it's too much, are you giving up?"
Rauka's expression crumpled.
For a forest elf who had never once accepted a man, it was a size akin to excessive violence.
But the one who had requested it was herself.
At Rauka's expression of being daunted by his size, the mischievous emperor merely smiled.
With Roan's body already heated by arousal,
and the blood pulsing in his towering member,
a hot aura was shimmering from Roan's entire body.
Rauka bit her lip, swallowed dryly, and squeezed her eyes shut.
"No.... Come inside me.... Your Majesty."
"Understood. If that is what you desire."
Having confirmed her resolve, Roan brought the tip of his glans near Rauka's vaginal entrance.