Marina, Growing More Beautiful
'Why is she suddenly asking something like this?'
Normally, Iris would have paid little attention to others and focused solely on her swordsmanship. The abrupt question from her lips carried a strange sense of dissonance.
Honestly, I wanted to answer, "Marina's body is the kind that makes me want to drag her straight to bed every time I see her." But I couldn't possibly say something so crude and lascivious to my disciple sitting primly before me.
"Hmm... It's not that there's any one particular thing I like. I can't really explain it precisely. I guess I'd say it's just comfortable being with her, and we get along well?"
Iris stared at me in silence. Under that cool, unwavering gaze that seemed to demand a clearer answer, I hastily added an excuse.
"I stayed in that village for a while during my adventurer days. The connection from back then has continued until now."
Iris remained quiet for a while after my vague reply. She gazed at me with her characteristic emotionless blue eyes, then slowly nodded.
"I understand. It means the two of you are very well matched."
'...Matched? Is she thinking something strange?'
I had only meant that our personalities and conversations clicked, but the word "matched" flowing from Iris's lips carried an odd nuance.
- Aren't you thinking something weird? For all you know, she might be imagining you and the lady matching rhythms sloppily in bed.
Under normal circumstances, I would have dismissed such a sinister joke outright. But with Lia constantly spouting nonsense like that, even I was starting to have crazy thoughts that it might actually be the case.
Around the time the meal was nearly finished—
"Master. When we return to the mansion, would you match with me as well after so long?"
"Huh?"
Because I had just been having strange fantasies about the word "match" thanks to Lia's nonsense, a stupid question slipped out unconsciously.
"I haven't received your direct guidance recently, so my sword feels rather dull. Once we return to the garden, I would like to ask for your instruction."
'...Right. Of course it's about sparring.'
I let out a sigh of relief. I had almost misunderstood my disciple's intentions.
The disciple sitting primly before me was simply thirsty for swordsmanship achievement. Only then did I relax my tense shoulders and smile.
"Sure. I was curious how much your skills have improved anyway. Let's head straight to the training ground when we get back."
"Thank you. I will live up to your expectations."
Iris bowed her head politely with a dry expression. To anyone watching, it was the very picture of a perfect, upright master-disciple relationship with not a trace of ulterior motive.
- How can a resonance target keep such distance so nonchalantly? Strange, so strange.
Lia grumbled in my chest as if frustrated.
I clicked my tongue inwardly and firmly cut off Lia's words.
'My disciple is sincerely asking for training, so stop saying weird things. The resonance you're talking about isn't necessarily only that physical kind, you know.'
- No!! I swear on my sword's life, that absolutely isn't it.
*
The mansion's training ground.
My wooden sword and Iris's clashed without pause. Iris did her best to push me back, while I leisurely parried her strikes.
"Good. Your speed has improved since I last saw you. Your posture is steady too."
"Haa, haa... Thank you!"
Whoosh—!
With a sharp tearing sound through the air, our wooden swords crossed.
"Ugh!!"
Iris exhaled roughly, kicked off the ground, and dove into an opening.
Up, down, then diagonally again—she launched a chain of attacks to create an opening.
Clang! Thud! Clang!
I twisted my wrist lightly and parried them all with ease. Amid the intense movements that pulled my muscles taut, thick beads of sweat began to drip one by one onto the ground.
Just as the heat was rising—
Marina appeared at the training ground entrance, accompanied by the maids.
'Nuna?'
She wasn't wearing her usual plain tavern clothes. It seemed the butler had prepared something after her etiquette lessons—a glamorous, elegant dress befitting a noble lady that beautifully accentuated her figure.
'....'
The moment I saw her exposed white neckline and the tightly cinched dress that made her breasts stand out even more, I unconsciously lost myself and had my gaze stolen away.
"Master. Where are you looking?"
Thud—!!
"Kuhk!"
A heavy pain struck my side. As I staggered with a groan, Iris swung her wooden sword relentlessly with an expressionless face, not even twitching an eyebrow.
"Iris! Wait a moment!"
"You were the one who taught me that enemies don't wait on the battlefield."
She thrust her wooden sword as if to decisively finish off an exposed enemy's throat.
A moment later—
"Good work, Iris. Let's stop training here."
"Thank you for your guidance."
I nodded to Iris and quickly turned my body. Though I tried not to show it, my steps had already strangely quickened toward Marina.
Up close, Nuna looked even more lethal than she had from the side glance earlier.
Her massive breasts were wrapped so tightly in luxurious fabric they seemed ready to burst. The dress hem clung tightly to her ample hips. Combined with the light makeup she didn't usually wear, her originally radiant fair skin seemed even more vibrant.
Like a noble lady.
"Nuna, you look really beautiful. I almost thought you were someone else."
At my straightforward compliment, Nuna fidgeted awkwardly, touching the tight corset and dress hem.
"It's so awkward... It's hard to breathe, and this outfit feels too uncomfortable."
"How was the etiquette lesson? Was it bearable?"
Though I asked with a concerned tone, my gaze moved faithfully according to instinct.
I traced the deep cleavage revealed between the dress's plunging neckline and the tight hip line. Sensing that sticky gaze, Nuna's earlobes began to flush slightly.
"Mm... We mostly practiced walking... Hng, Sian. Why are you staring so intently..."
I grinned and turned to the personal maid standing behind Nuna.
"Nuna, do you have any more plans for today?"
The maid quickly bowed her head and answered.
"No, Master. Lady Marina's etiquette lessons and schedule for today have all concluded."
Seizing the moment, I interlaced my fingers with Nuna's.
"Is that so? Good work then. I'll be taking Nuna to the room."
"Huh? The, the room? In broad daylight? Sian, the sun is still high...! The maids can see us!"
"You said the clothes are uncomfortable. I was going to make you comfortable in the room."
"I can take them off myself! And you were just sweating with your disciple, aren't you tired?.. Wait, slow down!"
Despite Nuna's urgent cries, I didn't slow my pace. Instead, I tightened my grip on her hand and strode toward my bedroom.
My body, heated from training, showed no signs of cooling.
My mind was completely filled with thoughts of savoring Nuna in that dress.
The moment we entered the room, I slammed the door shut with my heel and locked it.
Then I pushed Nuna against the wall and roughly devoured her lips.
"Mmph, mmh..! Chuurp, chup.. Haa, Sian..."
Nuna seemed to have been expecting it—she wrapped her arms around my neck, stood on tiptoe, and responded eagerly.
"Chuurp, chup, suck, chuuuup.. Hng"
Along with the sticky sound of saliva mixing, Nuna's sweet moans poured out endlessly.
Before long, Nuna's hands were tightly embracing my back as she aggressively pushed her tongue in, as if trying to devour me. As we sucked on each other's saliva, the room's temperature rose steadily.
"Haa.. haa.."
Feeling her ragged breathing, I pulled my lips away.
Smiling at her flushed cheeks and moist eyes, I grinned.
"Nuna, you look insanely beautiful today."
I slipped my hands under her waist and behind her knees, carefully lifting her up. As I carried her to the bed and laid her down gently, the dress wrinkled and became disheveled.
After gazing at that beautiful sight, I climbed onto the bed and grabbed the hem of her skirt, slowly lifting it upward.
Nuna raised her hips in response to my touch, but—
I had no intention of removing her clothes.
Instead, I buried my head under her skirt and pressed lightly over her panties. The damp heat I felt the moment I touched.
"Nuna. You're already wet."
"Hngh... Sian..."
When I slightly pulled aside the soaked panties and brought my tongue to her—
"Haang!!"
Nuna let out a moan and pressed the skirt down, instantly darkening my vision as I became trapped inside the dress.
"Chuuop, chuuop!"
Though it was dark, I began earnestly sucking on Nuna's sex with my tongue's sensation.
"Haaang!"
Her thighs, uncontrollable from pleasure, squeezed my face tightly.
"Ah, aah! Haang! S-Sian... Hng!"
Inside the skirt, wet squelching sounds echoed, along with the feel of her thighs twisting as they gripped my head.
In the suffocating, intense heat, sweet moans continuously struck my ears.
"Haaang, ah, chuurp, chuuup.... Haat!"
It was truly maddeningly sweet.
Intoxicated by the thick body scent filling my mouth, I moved my tongue even more greedily.
"Chuuruurp, chup, chuuok..!"
Every time I strongly sucked on her folds and licked up her soft flesh, Nuna's waist arched like a bow.
"Aang! Ah, S-Sian.. I like it!.. Hng, haaang!"
Her explosive moans pierced through the skirt.
The lewd wet sounds made everything even hotter.
"Chuururup, chuurup, chuurup!! Chuurururup!!"
Sweet love juices overflowed enough to run down my chin.
"Haaang!!"
Nuna's thighs that had been squeezing me trembled convulsively and lost strength. Only after continuing to savor her for a while longer did I push aside the dress hem and emerge.
"Huu."
The moment cool air touched me, the sight before my eyes made my member even harder.
Nuna had one arm covering both eyes, her chest heaving greatly over the corset as she exhaled rough breaths.
Her flushed face and disheveled hair showed just how desperately she had been writhing in pleasure moments ago.
"Nuna, are you okay?"
At my question, Nuna slowly lowered her arm and gazed at me with wet eyes. Her slightly unfocused pupils held a seductive desire mixed with resentment and affection.
"Haa, haa.... Sian, you really.... You're always so mischievous."
Having barely caught her breath, Nuna shakily raised her upper body, then gave a provocative smile and firmly pushed my shoulder.
"This time.... I'll do it for you."