Chapter 33: The Guard Who Cares for His Junior (11)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 33: The Guard Who Cares for His Junior (11)
“Sma?”
Mehya pronounced my name and approached my landing spot. No, if she had just stayed back, I would have landed fine on my own. Why was she doing something so unnecessary?
With no way to maneuver in mid-air, I fell straight down. Mehya caught me.
“I appreciate the catch, but the position is a bit... off. Please put me down.”
“Pfft. Why? It suits you.”
A princess carry suits a man? Since Mehya’s hometown was a gender-reversed world, I suppose I should call it a prince carry.
Whether it was a prince or a princess carry, it was a humiliating position. I also didn't like the fact that I had to look up at Mehya’s face, which I usually looked down upon.
“Try to hide that smirk. Is it really that funny?”
“Pwahahaha! Ah, this is hilarious. Absolutely gold.”
“Put me down, quickly.”
Thinking she might give up if I made it uncomfortable, I thrashed my arms and legs. My elbow brushed against her soft breasts. Oh, maybe this isn't so bad after all...
“You’re squirming like crazy. Fine, I’m dropping you.”
Mehya tossed me. If the motor nerves of this body I possessed were even slightly worse, I would have landed right on my ass.
“You could have put me down a bit more gently. I almost fell.”
“If you fall from just that, you should turn in your guard badge. Even if you're a man, you can't be that weak.”
“You’ve been going on about 'men' this and 'men' that for a while now. You know that’s really weird, right?”
Since Mehya kept teasing me, I decided to poke her sore spot. Her expression, which had been like a mischievous child's, hardened in an instant. Haha, see? That’s what you get for messing with me.
“Is... is that so?”
“Yes. Sometimes I wonder if you’re actually from another world. Not that such a thing would ever happen, of course.”
“Pha... ha. Right. That’s just nonsense.”
Mehya laughed awkwardly. How has she managed to keep her secret with acting skills like that? Well, it’s not like her secret would cause a catastrophe if it were revealed, so she was probably fine.
How much harm could an ordinary guard transferred from a gender-reversed world do to the Kingdom? The Kingdom only cares if it's a black mage trying to cause a Dungeon Break or a demon transferred from the Demon Realm.
“Hahaha. Exactly.”
I chimed in appropriately while backing away. My target was the orb of light sitting among the fallen men. However, Mehya stopped me.
“Wait. What are you even doing here?”
“I was just passing by and happened to drop in.”
“Don't give me that crap even a dog wouldn't believe. This is the deepest part of the back alleys; how do you just 'pass by' here? I have a rough idea, so just spit it out.”
How did she know? Since I’d been caught, I had no choice but to confess.
“You’re right. I came to find something as precious as my own life.”
“Your life? Were you really that hard up for cash?”
“Yes. It’s been a difficult time. My body is still shaking.”
My legs were shaking because of the overwhelming pleasure Iruna provided. Seriously, when she drains me with a sincere blowjob, my thighs go stiff, and after a session of sincere mating press, my back aches the next day.
Elizabeth was also surprisingly proactive, so there was never a moment for my balls to fill up with cum. When we had sex until the early hours of the morning, my testicles would send pain signals saying they couldn't take any more.
“I... I didn't realize. I shouldn't have made you pay for the drinks. I'm sorry... it was pretty expensive, wasn't it?”
“Huh?”
Why was she suddenly talking about money? Ah, wait, does she think I came to the back alleys to mug some delinquents?
“What? Is that not it?”
The quick-witted Mehya narrowed her cat-like eyes.
“That’s right. I spent a lot that day, and I spent more today feeding my junior, and on top of that, I have a girlfriend. It’s been tight living on just my salary.”
“Ugh. If you needed money, you should have said something. Don't you know you can make a decent amount by picking a suitable gang and shaking them down?”
Of course I knew. In Guard of the Gender-Reversed World, I used to go to the back alleys to earn pocket money whenever I was bored. The scenes where I’d lose and get raped by vagrants were really hot.
Of course, the difficulty was so low that you’d have to intentionally troll to lose, so there was no way Mehya, with her reality-buffed skills, would ever experience a defeat-sex scenario.
“I had no idea. In that case, Senior, would it be alright if I took some money from the guys you knocked out?”
“Go ahead. Oh, I’ll give you some binding rope too, so let’s tie those bastards up and take them out. We’ll charge them with attempted assassination of a guard and have them executed, then we’ll subjugate the organization they belong to. They’re like mold that just grows back no matter how much you clean, so I’ve been leaving them alone, but they’ve gotten too bold. I need to wipe them out.”
“Could I participate in that as well?”
“Looking for a cut? Sure. The competition is stiff because it’s easy money, but I can pull some strings and get you in using my authority.”
“Senior, you’re the best.”
I gave her some lip service while pretending to rummage through the men’s pockets. Why would I be short on money? As long as I had my infinite supply of health potions and return scrolls, my wallet was invincible.
The moment my hand touched the light, a round bottle filled my palm.
[Virility Enhancer x1]
“Eh? What’s that? It looks dangerous. Sma, hand that over. I need to submit it to the Royal Magic Investigation Unit for component analysis.”
“I can’t do that.”
As if I’d let her take my lifeline. I quickly gulped it down before Mehya could snatch it away. My throat and stomach burned as if I’d swallowed strong liquor.
Something felt strange. Was the Virility Enhancer always like this? The moment the doubt crossed my mind, the muscles throughout my body went limp. I managed to regain strength just before falling, so I only ended up landing on my butt. Otherwise, I would have slammed my head against the ground.
“You crazy bastard! Why did you drink that?!”
“I’m sorry. My body just moved on its own...”
“Is it some kind of enchanted item? Let’s get to the clinic first.”
Mehya supported me, looking horrified. Actually, I didn't really need the help. Like ground hardening after rain, the muscle fibers throughout my body felt denser. My muscles were the same size, but I felt like I could exert much more power for much longer.
My stamina had also increased drastically. I had been a bit tired from doing various things after work, but now I felt as refreshed as if I’d had a deep sleep.
Most importantly, my "clone" had become stronger. Feeling Mehya’s breasts against my arm, it swelled up all on its own. I had been worried lately because just touching breasts wasn't enough to get me hard, but it’s back...!
My cock, rising as if it would pierce through the fabric of my underwear and pants, poked Mehya’s thigh. Naturally, Mehya realized I had an erection.
“What is this?”
I was about to apologize, but then I stopped. Isn't this an opportunity? If I tell her I’ve been affected by a mysterious potion and that I’ll die if I don't have sex, couldn't I fuck Mehya?
I had a hunch. This was going to work.
“I-I’m sorry. Looking at you, Senior, I just can’t get it to go down. Haah... I feel strange, Senior.”
“What are you talking about? That’s disgusting!”
“I can’t hold it back. Urgh! W-what should I do? It hurts so much...”
“Just bear with it! I’ll get you treated somehow!”
“I’m sorry! I can’t take it!”
I shook off Mehya’s arm and pulled down my pants in one motion. In the back alley, where there were no streetlights and only the moonlight to rely on, my hardened, massive cock revealed its majesty.
“!!!”
Mehya’s jaw dropped as she stared at my cock. She was holding her mouth open as if it were ready to be stuffed. I tried to shove my cock in quickly, but Mehya snapped her mouth shut.
Because of that, I could only rub my glans against her lips. Mehya glared at me, certain that my cock would have gone in if she had kept her mouth open.
“I’m sorry... Urgh! You’re just so beautiful, Mehya, and my body is so hot that I couldn't help myself. I’ll take whatever punishment you give me.”
“...”
“Haah... My body is getting hotter and hotter. I feel like my cock is going to explode. Senior. Please, please just help me once...”
Mehya, who was covering her mouth to prevent an uninvited cock from entering, asked.
“What am I supposed to do?”
“Senior! Thank you so much! First, please touch my cock.”
“Like this?”
Mehya leaned her face far back and only extended one arm. Unlike the women I’d held before, her hand, which had a decent amount of calluses, gripped the shaft.
“Now, move it slowly.”
“...You’re really going to get it from me when this is over. What kind of junior makes their senior do something like this?”
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m only helping because I’m thinking about how sad your girlfriend would be if you died.”
Mehya spoke as if she weren't interested, but her eyes were fixed on my cock. Elizabeth was like this, and Mehya was the same. It was obvious they liked it, so why did they pretend to hate it?
Ssh— ssh—
Every time Mehya slowly stroked my cock, the sound of fabric brushing echoed. Her face, which had been far away, was now close enough for her breath to reach my glans.
Mehya, who had been annoying the whole time, looked beautiful at this moment. Her kind hand giving me a handjob, her eyes full of curiosity, and her mouth twitching as if she wanted to bite the glans were all incredibly lovely.
The hand that had been covering those pretty lips had moved down to knead her own breast. Mehya seemed unaware that she was essentially masturbating. Just how focused on my cock was she?
While she was focused on the handjob, I pushed my cock forward a bit. The distance between my glans and her lips was now as thin as a sheet of paper.
“...My arm is getting tired. Are you almost done?”
“Ngh... It feels good, but I’m not even close yet.”
“What? Really? I can’t keep doing this when someone might show up. Can’t you finish quickly?”
“There is one way.”
I rubbed my glans against her lips. This time, Mehya didn't resist.
“Please suck it.”
“Ha, I, really. Seriously, do you have to say it so vulgarly?”
“Please take it out with your mouth.”
“That’s the same thing, you brat!”
Mehya looked at me fiercely. Hmm... normally that expression would have made my heart race with fear, but with my cock right in front of her, it was just a turn-on.
Stroking Mehya’s hair, I moved my fully erect cock. When I tried to push between her lips and stroke her tightly clenched teeth... it actually hurt a bit.
This wasn't it. When I backed off slightly, Mehya let out a sigh.
“You really... just wait until you’re back to normal.”
“Please.”
“Don't rush me. Let me prepare myself mentally.”
Mehya, who was catching her breath with a hand over her heart, closed her eyes tightly.
Mwah.
She kissed the glans. Her warm, soft lips touched it briefly and left a mark. The red lipstick smeared on the glans was incredibly erotic.
“That’s good, Senior...”
Slurp.
Gaining courage, Mehya kissed my cock while stroking it. This kiss was longer than the last, allowing me to enjoy her warm lips for a long time.
Mwah, mwah. Slurp. Slurp-mwah. Mwah.
The kisses, performed with a different rhythm each time, stimulated my penis. Compared to the other women I had trained, her skill was lacking, but there was a unique satisfaction that came from the act of a cock-kiss.
My excited balls produced cum.
“Senior. Open your mouth.”
“Ah...”
I slid my cock into the slightly opened gap. Mehya opened her eyes in surprise for a moment, then closed them again, focusing on sucking my cock.
Her tongue moved rhythmically, stroking the penis and poking the urethra. Her cheeks contracted, putting pressure on my cock, and her teeth grazed it slightly, creating pleasure rather than pain.
Even while her mouth was busy, her hand was caressing the part of the shaft that hadn't entered, proving that this was by no means the skill of a virgin.
“I’m going to cum now.”
I grabbed her head so she couldn't escape and ejaculated. Mehya swallowed the cum a few times, then pulled her head back, looking like she was struggling.
In the process, her tongue grazed the glans, causing me to lose strength in my hands. My cock, not satisfied even after feeding Mehya its cum, continued to erupt powerfully even after it was out. Thick, white clumps decorated Mehya’s face.