Chapter 203: The Elf, the Princess, and the Guard (16)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 203: The Elf, the Princess, and the Guard (16)
Jasmine, her wrists pinned, trembled like Cathy caught in the rain. No, she trembled like a cat caught in the rain.
Since Cathy was a cat anyway, I suppose I didn't really need to correct myself. Regardless, Jasmine was trembling piteously.
One could interpret it as the look of a woman terrified after being caught masturbating, but to my eyes—eyes that had seen and taken countless women—it looked different.
Jasmine was excited. Just like a woman in a 21st-century adult video who gets caught masturbating on a staircase and ends up getting fucked.
"Ah, ahhh..."
Jasmine, unable to adapt to the sudden change in situation, lost her words. Since her resistance had vanished, I pulled her straight into my arms.
"Hup!!"
As she was held against my body, drenched in sweat from the sex with Greystar, Jasmine gasped. But why was she sniffing me?
Jasmine really was a pervert beyond imagination. Even Elizabeth didn't lean in like this when she was caught masturbating.
To think the princess of a nation was such a pervert that she’d sniff a man’s sweat after being caught playing with herself. Is the Hugo Kingdom really going to be okay like this?
I can't let a princess like this run the country. I have no choice but to make her my woman.
When I tightened my embrace, Jasmine flailed.
"W-wait. I didn't mean for this to..."
"Then what did you mean?"
When I dropped the formalities and spoke bluntly, Jasmine’s resistance stopped.
"You... just now... used informal speech..."
"Is that really what's important right now?"
Realizing her predicament, Jasmine flailed again. What a piteous display. It was like Nami desperately struggling after getting caught in a spiderweb.
No matter how much of a princess Jasmine was, she was just an ordinary person who hadn't honed any martial arts. Naturally, she couldn't escape my embrace. When I hoisted her up, her legs started flailing in the air.
Oof. A big catch. She’s got some kick to her; she’ll be delicious. Now that our bodies are pressed together, Jasmine’s breasts aren't half bad either.
She wasn't busty like the other women, but small breasts have their own charm. And Jasmine’s weren't so small that you’d call her flat, which made it even better.
She’s about one steamed bun larger than Yuna, the representative of this category. Probably a B-cup.
"Let go! Let me go!"
Jasmine tried to intimidate me using her status as a princess. But who would be afraid of a threat from a woman caught masturbating?
Especially one who was addicted to the thrill of exposure while watching me have sex. I tossed her down next to Greystar, and Jasmine looked up at me with watery eyes.
"W-what do you intend to do with me!"
"Before that, let me ask you something. Why were you peeping into my room?"
"That's..."
"It wasn't just today. You watched when I had sex with Cathy, and you watched when I had sex with Iruna and the others in the dining room, didn't you?"
"Huat?!"
Jasmine was aghast.
"You... knew?"
"Who wouldn't know when you're staring that blatantly? Even a neighborhood dog would've noticed."
"It was that obvious?!"
While Jasmine was reeling from the shock, I began to undress her. Since she’d obviously resist if I tried to strip her normally like Greystar, I coated my fingernails with Aura and sliced her pajamas vertically.
Like a wrapper being peeled away, Jasmine’s clothes split open to both sides, revealing her delectable body.
When the pink nipples I’d glimpsed beneath the white see-through pajamas appeared, my mouth watered. There was no need to be kind to a pervert like Jasmine.
Since she was a woman with twisted fetishes to begin with, she’d probably enjoy it more if I treated her roughly. I decided to start by tasting the breasts I’d wanted to bite ever since she put on that see-through exposure show.
I bit into her pale breasts, which were as pristine as a snow-covered street at dawn, untouched by any man. As my teeth grazed her, Jasmine let out a nasal moan.
"Hieeeung."
"Don't tell me you felt that already?"
"N-no!"
"We'll see about that."
"It's really not... hng!"
As I rolled her nipple with my tongue, Jasmine tried to push my head away. However, there was no strength behind it, making it feel like a mere formality.
So you're not ashamed of masturbating outdoors, but you're embarrassed by this? I’ll have to bully our Princess a bit more.
Even though I’d only flicked my tongue a few times, I lightly bit the nipple that had already become rock hard. At that, the hand that had been trying to push my head away splayed out and grabbed my hair instead.
"Huaaaaang!!"
Jasmine tugged on my hair for all she was worth. A balding man would have shuddered in horror, but I was blessed with a thick mane. Since there were no baldies among my grandfather, father, or relatives, I could be considered immune to hair loss.
I’d even strengthened my hair follicles upon becoming a Sword Master. I wonder if a bald man could witness a miracle if he became a Sword Master?
Shaking off the useless thoughts, I continued my assault on Jasmine’s breasts. Licking the nipples, biting them, and leaving teeth marks all over, Jasmine looked like she was dying of pleasure.
"Hng! Huaang!! Hahng!"
"Do you like it that much?"
"Wait, don't talk. Your breath is brushing against me, hng!"
Just how sensitive was she to react even to the breath escaping while I spoke? Curious to see if she’d have the same reaction, I blew on her, and Jasmine practically melted.
"Huuuuuaaaaaang!!"
Reaching an orgasm, Jasmine threw her legs high into the air. Her legs, spread to either side of my waist, lost their strength and wrapped around my hips.
"Are these really the movements of a virgin? You're just like a common street whore."
"Hng..."
Jasmine trembled with shame.
"I am the princess of this country. And yet, you call me a whore..."
"If you're not a whore, then what is this?"
With my bare hand, I gave Jasmine’s pussy a slow stroke.
"Hieeeung!"
Jasmine felt it again and tightened her legs around my waist. I held out my wet hand in front of her.
"Look at this. You're soaking wet."
"That's..."
"You got excited watching me have sex, didn't you? That's why you were masturbating."
"N-no."
"You've been peeping at me long enough to know what I dislike."
Saying that, I started to stand up. Jasmine tried to keep her legs wrapped around me to hold me back, but I coldly brushed them off.
"Ah..."
Look at her, sighing with regret. This is going to be an easy job.
"If you dislike it, there's nothing I can do. You may leave now."
I switched back to formal speech, signaling that I was no longer interested. But this damn cock of mine was being troublesome. It wouldn't go down.
I could probably force it if I manipulated my blood flow, but should I really do that when Jasmine’s eyes were glued to it? I flicked my hips while pretending to stand up.
My Virginity Destroyer dangled before her. Jasmine swallowed hard.
"Why are you staring so intently at my cock?"
"Ah... that's..."
"Our Princess was a pervert who masturbated while peeping at sex. Do you want this cock?"
When I returned to informal speech, Jasmine gulped. Her mouth slowly fell open, revealing her pretty, even teeth.
"No..."
"You can't take your eyes off it, though."
"Gulp. I said no."
"I can hear you swallowing from here. Stop that and be honest."
A cock is wasted on a lying child. So, instead of the hard pillar, I thrust my balls toward her.
"Hup!"
Jasmine turned her head in a panic. In the process, the bridge of her sharp nose brushed against my balls.
To me, it was nothing more than a pleasant sensation, but it seemed different for Jasmine. She took a deep breath.
As her ribs expanded, her breasts swelled and pressed against the inside of my thigh. The feeling of her hard nipples pressing against my quadriceps was incredible.
"Huff. Huuuff."
As the excited Jasmine panted, the movement of her breasts became violent. The sensation of them bobbing up and down and poking my leg felt great.
"Are you excited?"
"Haaaa..."
Jasmine was too aroused to even respond to my mockery. Earlier, she’d shaken her head to avoid my cock, but now, it was clear she was shaking her head because she wanted to relive that sensation from a moment ago.
Every time she did, the bridge of her nose brushed against my balls. It reminded me of a famous poem. The wind brushes against the stars, and Jasmine’s nose brushes against my balls.
While I was having idle thoughts, something warm and sticky touched my balls. From my position, I couldn't see Jasmine’s mouth. But I could look into her eyes.
Her pupils were spinning as they followed the movement of my balls.
Slurp, lick.
As the sound of her tongue moving grew louder, the stimulation to my balls intensified. How funny. The noble princess was licking balls before even having sex.
"Does it taste good?"
"Huap?!"
When I spoke to her, Jasmine snapped back to her senses.
"A-as if!"
Even as she spoke, she couldn't give up on my balls and kept moving her tongue. It wasn't the clumsy movement of a virgin, either. She must have been a very observant peeper, because her tongue was digging into every single wrinkle.
Normally, I’d be excited, but I couldn't help but laugh.
"Were you that starved for sex? You're licking like your life depends on it."
"Huuuung..."
Jasmine’s hand moved down. Judging by the squelching sounds, her habit of masturbating had kicked in.
"If you're honest, I'll give you my cock instead of my balls. Tell the truth. Licking balls isn't enough for you, is it?"
"Hahng..."
Jasmine gave me an expectant look. I continued my explanation, feeling energized.
"You've been peeping all this time, so you know, right? Imagine this huge, hard cock entering your mouth. Your jaw will hurt from opening so wide, but it'll feel so fulfilling as it fills you up inside."
"Hng..."
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The movements of her hand as she masturbated grew even faster. Jasmine stopped licking my balls and brought her nose to the base of my cock.
"Sniff... huaa... are you really going to give it to me?"
There was no need to persuade her any further. What Jasmine needed wasn't a kind word, but a command.
"Suck it."