Chapter 74
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: The Hero Who Wants to Make a Baby
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The feel of her pussy.
Words can't describe it.
The sensation of parting her tightly clenched folds and sliding in.
I focused every nerve in my lower body to etch it into my memory.
Her drenched inner walls were slick and slippery.
At the same time, they clenched tight, gripping my cock.
My rigid shaft pushed through her curved vaginal walls.
I felt out the ridges and wrinkles with my limited senses.
My hips trembled.
I couldn't even thrust properly before I came, leaking it out.
In that instant, my lower abdomen grew hot.
Squirt, squirt.
"Hahk, haaht...!"
Ashy shuddered.
As if she were peeing herself...
I broke off our kiss with Ashy and lifted my upper body.
Looking down at her, her reaction was clear as day.
"Oh, yah."
Her crotch was soaked.
The moment our lips parted, Ashy covered her face.
She was really starting to piss herself.
I urgently grabbed her wrists and yanked them away.
Payback. Pure payback.
I wanted to see Ashy lose control.
I swept her arms aside, revealing her face.
Her flushed cheeks and rippling sky-blue eyes.
"L-Let go...!"
"Ashy, look at me. Come on?"
"Ahk, hngh!"
Squirt squirt.
I drank in the sight of Ashy.
Stacking it carefully in my memories.
This irreplaceable moment—Ashy's first time wetting herself.
"Aaaah...."
Ashy couldn't resist at all.
With my cock fully inside her, she just pissed clear urine.
Tears welled up in Ashy's eyes.
They'd been tears of emotion before, but now shame dominated.
I gently caressed her like that.
The hero who could slice demons in half with a single stroke.
The strongest hero who would save this world, Ashy.
And here she was, pinned beneath a guy like me.
Not content with climaxing, she'd even squirted.
Too adorable.
"Ashy, you okay?"
Even for Ashy, endless peeing was impossible.
After letting it all out, she had no choice but to stop.
Ashy gritted her teeth.
Her eyes blazed as she glared at me.
"Does this look okay to you? I told you to let go, didn't I?"
Ashy demanded an explanation for what happened earlier.
Her accusatory tone just looked cute to me.
"Sorry. I couldn't help it. But you did it too."
"......"
Ashy clamped her mouth shut.
She knew full well the sin she'd committed.
I'd just given her a taste of her own medicine.
"Don't you remember telling me to keep looking into your eyes when you were on top?"
"I guess I did, but that's different..."
Ashy's voice trailed off.
By the end, it was barely a whisper.
"Different how? It's the exact same situation."
"......"
"So now I get it. Why you gave that order."
"Hng...."
I slowly pulled out my cock, which had been pressed fully against her.
Ashy's pussy had no intention of letting me go.
Schlup.
The inside was slick, yet it felt so tight.
Even pulling my hips back, it wouldn't come out.
Her crimson inner flesh stretched out, clamped incredibly tight.
An octopus sucker couldn't compare.
"Ashy, hold on a sec..."
Our crotches rubbing together had tangled my pubic hair with hers.
Hers was ash-gray, completely different from mine.
It felt alien.
As I tried to pull out, Ashy grabbed me.
Her long legs wrapped around my waist, squeezing tight.
Ashy had regained her composure.
She provoked me with a teasing, taunting expression.
"What? Not gonna keep going? Satisfied after one round?"
"No, it's not that..."
I wanted to change spots.
"You peed so much the sheets are soaked."
"......"
Ashy's expression changed drastically.
Her flustered, crumbling face was a sight to behold.
"Or..."
I couldn't pull it out anyway.
Maybe I could just shift sideways while still inside her.
"Ahk, ugh!"
I hugged Ashy close.
I gripped her lower back and lifted.
Supporting her ass on my thighs, I moved with effort.
Using just my knees, I crawled across the soft bed.
'Is it the awkward position? This is actually tough.'
I crawled like through underbrush.
Lucky the bed was huge.
I headed for drier territory.
"...Bouncing around feels weird. Puppy's cock keeps poking my womb."
Ashy whispered breathily, sweetly.
My cock was still rock-hard.
Even twitching inside her pussy.
Maybe because I'd cum once, the sensation was milder.
I held out without shooting again until I laid her down.
I grabbed a pillow and placed it under her head.
Ashy lay back, gazing at me intently.
"Puppy, how's it feel?"
"...Not bad. Wasn't quite what I expected, but still."
I'd lost my virginity.
That alone filled me with pride.
Ashy lay before me.
Taking this woman's first made my shoulders swell with satisfaction.
Men strive for success because of women, after all.
I could say I'd already made it.
"Not what you expected? Was my body that disappointing?"
"That's not what I meant."
Ashy glared at me with narrowed eyes.
At her sharp jab, I hurriedly explained.
"I was hoping for something more romantic, you know? You get it."
"...Yeah, I get it."
"But in reality, I couldn't do shit... That's the disappointing part."
"Ah."
"Cumming ugly the second I put it in. Tsk..."
Better than not getting it up at all.
Way better than just groping skin and calling it quits from nerves.
But zero or one, same difference.
Compared to my dreamed first time, both were equally pathetic.
Ashy, who'd listened quietly, smiled brightly.
As if her earlier reaction was a joke, her face softened instantly.
"It was your first time. Bound to happen."
"...Rationalizing it doesn't change..."
"I liked it, though."
Ashy's pussy rippled, squeezing my cock tight.
Intentional or instinctual, I couldn't tell.
"They say a woman's body is an instrument. First time facing one, you're bound to be clumsy."
"Fair enough."
"I'll train you with my body, Puppy. Make you a master of the instrument called woman. A real man."
"Oh..."
Puppy Kang Ajin, goldfinger sending women with fingers alone. Fucking cool.
Puppy Kang Ajin, virgin hunter devouring country girl pussies. Hot as hell.
Ashy's arms shot up.
She grabbed my hair, forcing eye contact.
"What're you thinking right now?"
"Uh, nothing?"
"...No other instruments but me. Got it?"
"Oof..."
Human emotions change.
Love isn't guaranteed forever.
Ashy's possessiveness might fade someday.
Until Ashy lets me go, I'll love her.
She saved me from becoming a male prostitute.
Kept me from dying. No reason not to love her.
'In the original, there'd be some shitty narration right about now.'
Something like, no one saw it coming.
Crushing reader expectations with needless fluff.
"Meet another bitch? I'll kill just her. Brutally."
"And me?"
"I'll let you live. But living dead."
"Living dead?"
Chop off limbs?
Castrate me?
With Ashy, only brutal punishments come to mind.
Luckily, it wasn't that extreme.
"I'll wreck your asshole. Make sure you never stray again. Got it? Not joking. Ashy Greyfield does what she says."
"Got it, got it."
"Regressed just to meet you. Think I won't? Lock you up, shove ogre cock dildo in your ass til it's... Nngh...!"
She must've imagined me with another woman.
Ashy's voice rose, breath ragged, furious.
I quickly sealed her mouth.
Hand wouldn't work—she'd swat it—so I crashed my lips into hers.
Churp, slurp.
"Mmph..."
Ashy, raging moments ago, went meek.
She accepted my tongue, diving into the kiss.
Her pussy twitched.
The gripping walls relaxed.
As if permitting movement.
I slowly drew my hips back.
A slight retreat, then thrust in.
"Hnght...!"
My glans caught on her cervix.
Hot vaginal walls enveloped and stroked my entire shaft.
One slip and I'd blow.
I tensed my ass, holding firm.
Slurp, slurp.
Ashy locked my head, sucking my tongue.
Every time I tried to retreat, she darted in, yanking it out.
"Aang, huum... Puppy, good..."
All I could do was rock my hips.
I hugged her shoulders and back.
Our bodies pressed fully together.
Her soft, unheroic flesh and feminine scent dazed my mind.
Squelch, squelch.
"Haht, hngh...!"
I pistoned my cock.
No pride, just thrusting to cum.
My balls tightened.
Feeling the surge, I slammed into Ashy's pussy.
"Haaaang...! Ahng!"
Ashy hugged me.
Arms around my back, legs around my ass.
Clinging like a vine to a tree.
Her pussy contracted.
Squeezing my cock desperately for semen.
Spurt, spurt!
Blurt!
"Haaaaang...! Ang!"
My cock had no intention of dying.
Two rounds weren't enough.
Over two weeks pent up.
I'd fill Ashy's womb with my thick, yellowed cum.
She said she'd take responsibility.
No holding back until she got pregnant.