Chapter 54: Drinking is Sex (5)
Chapter 54: Drinking is Sex (5)
Morning came.
I slowly regained consciousness at the touch of the soft flesh in front of me, and soon realized exactly who was pinned beneath me.
'I'm screwed.'
Serica Valencia.
A knight who had received the surname 'Valencia' from the Empire, but a woman who had cast aside her knighthood to choose the path of an adventurer.
—It's an enemy!
—I'll kill them first and ask questions later!
—Slash!
Her skills as an adventurer were outstanding, but she was the type to cut down anything in her path, whether it was a trap or an actual foe.
I remembered.
Now that we’d had sex, I remembered.
I remembered because my cock was still inside her right now.
And...
"......."
Seeing her look like she was holding something back, yet trying her best not to wake up, I realized the truth.
"...Laura."
"Yes, Young Lord."
"Did I... fall asleep like this?"
"You even asked me to cast hypnosis on you so you could sleep just like that."
"I remember up to that point, but did I really stay asleep after that?"
"Yes."
Having already finished her shower at some point, Laura was waiting patiently, dressed in her bunny girl outfit over her supple, glowing skin.
The fact that Laura wasn't engaging in sexual acts since the morning meant that last night had been quite satisfying.
But at the same time, perhaps because my cock was currently inside Serica, she looked a bit regretful that she couldn't provide a morning blowjob.
Come to think of it, I feel like I let something out last night....
"......."
I sat up, just in case.
No matter how much my body had become adept at sex, I wasn't the kind of guy to do something insane—something I wouldn't even do in reality—to a woman I’d slept with for the first time, especially one who was supposed to join my knight order.
The only thing that should be discharged into a woman's pussy is semen.
If I had been so drunk that I let out something else—
'I don't smell anything, though.'
I carefully pulled my cock out.
I braced myself for a foul odor, but surprisingly, there was none at all.
"...Huh?"
It was just like a cock that had finished having sex.
"What happened? I must have let something out...."
"If you're referring to the semen, I absorbed it with Sex Magic."
"Sex Magic?"
"Yes. I cast it."
Laura cupped her face with her hands and smiled brightly at me.
"Did I do well?"
"Ah, yeah. Hmm...."
I didn't feel the urge to run to the bathroom the moment I woke up.
I must have drunk so much last night, yet I had no memory of pissing myself.
It was unsettling that I only remembered "letting something out" instead of "pissing," but at the very least, there was no smell of urine on the woman's body.
"...Hmm."
The problem was Serica.
Perhaps because I had been pressing down on her all night while she slept, Serica was still trembling.
She was still holding something back.
I realized what it was immediately, and thinking there was no longer any need to keep up the act, I reached out to her.
"Serica. Wake up."
"Uuugh...."
"I said wake up."
"......Young Lord?"
She slowly began to open her hazy eyes.
She should have been suffering from a massive hangover after all that drinking, but her eyes were hollow, as if she hadn't slept at all.
"That... I... how did I...."
"......."
What should I do?
I had two paths here.
One was to come clean.
And the other was....
'I should leave her an out, for her sake.'
If Serica understood my intent, we would surely become good partners.
"Wine got on your dress yesterday, so we changed you. There was nowhere else for you to sleep, so I brought you here. Don't you remember?"
"Uh, yes...?"
"Oh dear. You must not remember. Laura ended up pissing on your dress."
"Ah, that!!"
Laura flinched, her shoulders shrinking, but seeing the look in my eyes, she quickly rolled her eyes and trembled.
"I-I am very sorry for the rudeness."
"...Then, Young Lord. That... thing on your lower body...?"
"I was just getting ready to have morning sex with Laura."
"......."
"What? Why?"
If she had truly just woken up, she should be feeling uncertain.
Because Serica had been subjected to sleep play—to rape—by me.
If she pretended to realize it here, it would be consensual sex; if she pretended not to know....
"...I see. Thank you. My memory cut out halfway through as well."
Serica bowed her head politely toward me.
"Aren't you embarrassed to be seen naked?"
"I think you've already seen everything, and in the labyrinth, being seen naked happens more often than you'd think."
I understood.
In game terms, the Infinite Labyrinth was a place you could visit several times a day, but in reality, it was a place you had to descend into for days at a time.
Since you couldn't shower properly, there was always a chance of being seen by others while taking a quick wash.
It was because I had that information that I intended to fill my knight order only with women.
"B-But Young Lord. May I... go wash my face for a moment...?"
Is she finally reaching her limit?
I lazily pointed toward the bathroom for Serica.
"Go ahead. In the meantime, I'll have sex with Laura."
"Yes...."
Serica walked toward the bathroom with an awkward, stiff gait.
With her thighs pressed tight and her knees squeezed together, she walked as if a floodgate was about to burst at any second.
"...Young Lord."
"Shh."
I winked at Laura, who looked like she was about to complain.
"Just go along with it for now. In exchange, once Serica leaves, I'll give you a whole day of messy sex in this room."
"...Well, if that's the case."
That's my Laura.
"But about Serica... are you going to keep eating her only while she's asleep like that?"
"Keep your voice down. She'll hear you."
"I think it's fine if she hears. If you don't both acknowledge that you had sex... she might lie later and say she was raped by the Young Lord."
"That's true. But... don't you think this is interesting in its own way?"
From now on.
"If I ask Serica to get a drink and she says okay, or if she suggests we have a drink... it basically means we're having sex."
"Young Lord, do you like that kind of thing?"
"What do you mean, 'that kind of thing'?"
"Forcing yourself on a sleeping woman and all that...."
"No."
I brushed back Laura's bangs.
"I like it best when she's actively tightening her pussy and kissing me while we're humping. Like you, in this room."
"Young Lord...."
"Wait a second. I'll clean up soon—whoa."
Laura approached me as I sat on the bed and, without hesitation, climbed onto me in a face-to-face sitting position, resting her hands on my shoulders.
"I'll destroy the evidence for you. Hehe."
"What?"
"I'll wipe away Serica's love juice with my own. If I absorb it with Sex Magic, no evidence will remain."
"Isn't the evidence left inside Serica's pussy over there?"
"Hmm.... Should we just make up an excuse that she got wet while secretly watching and listening to us have sex while we were drinking?"
"......So, officially, I've never done sleep play on Serica?"
"Exactly."
Is Laura a genius?
"What if she betrays me and frames me as a rapist? What if, when I'm ruined later, she stands as a witness in court and cries, 'Sob, all this time, the Young Lord raped me while I was sleeping!'?"
"In that case."
Laura stroked my face, meeting my eyes.
"...I'll kill that bitch and risk my life to save you, Young Lord."
"......Right."
Who else could I trust?
If I'm betrayed by Laura, then there's truly nothing I can do, and if I'm betrayed by others, Laura can handle it.
At the very least.
In this bleak world where I have no one on my side, Laura is the only pillar I can lean on and trust.
The woman who took my "transmigrator virginity" after I became Ruji.
Laura was truly the goddess for my victory and happy ending.
"But Laura."
"Yes."
"I think I need to go to the bathroom too."
"......."
Even as Ruji, there are things one can and cannot hold back.
"...That's a bit much, isn't it?"
"Then."
Laura clung tightly to my shoulders.
"...Carry me to the bathroom before you let it out. I'll squeeze tight with my pussy so nothing leaks."
"How about I just go real quick and you wait here?"
"No. Ah, um...."
Startled by her own firm refusal, Laura soon buried her face in my shoulder and mumbled.
"...I can't have you pouncing on Serica while she's in the bathroom."
"Even I wouldn't pounce on her so openly."
"Serica might pounce on you, though?"
"Hmm...."
That was a fair point.
"Then, excuse me."
I picked Laura up and headed toward the bathroom.
* * *
In Ruji Fermaton's sex room, the room built for him, there was one bathroom.
Only one.
There were shower facilities separated by a glass wall, a bathtub large enough to comfortably fit at least four people, and a toilet.
Shhhhh.
Serica agonized as she soaked herself in the warm water pouring from the showerhead.
"......What do I do."
She had drunk alcohol.
She had been seen naked.
Up to this point, the situation was beyond repair.
And from here on, it was a situation she could 'pretend not to know.'
She was subjected to sleep play while pretending to be asleep.
She was continuously pounded while pretending to be asleep.
Her virginity was taken while she pretended to be asleep, and even after that, she had to lie there for hours with a cock still inside her.
"...Should I just coolly admit it and have sex?"
They had already done it.
And while sex was a bit frightening, she had confirmed it wasn't all that bad.
Unlike the many beasts that raped adventurers, Ruji's sex was....
"......."
Squish.
Serica reached down.
She had already washed away what she had been holding back with the water from the shower, and all she could see was her lower half, which had been tormented throughout the night.
"...For the time being."
Seeing as Ruji had intentionally pretended not to know, she thought he might intend to continue the sleep play if the situation allowed for it in the future.
If so.
"...Ah, I can't decide. For now—"
Creak.
The door opened, and she felt a presence beyond the shower booth.
"Ahng, ha-ahng...."
Laura, being carried by Ruji and seated on the toilet while still being impaled.
And Ruji—
"Kuuuuh...."
Splaaaaash.
He let it out with relief into the toilet beneath Laura.
"......."
Serica decided to think that nothing had happened while she was sleeping.
If anyone asked, Serica would still say this:
That she was (anyway) the Sword's Virgin.