Chapter 47. Time to Wake from the Dream
Chapter 47. Time to Wake from the Dream
Once it was over and she had cleaned every trace from his length with her mouth, Yumir sat by herself, adrift in thought.
Her gaze, which had been retracing everything they had done, began to drift toward one spot on the bed.
Sweat and arousal fluid, and the streaks of crimson discharge that had run from her own body......
'I really did it.'
As she relived the sensation of taking him into her mouth, her face flushed scarlet. From the other side, Dave, who had been watching her in silence, spoke carefully.
"Did it... feel good for you?"
Still concerned for how she was feeling......
She couldn't bring herself to resent such thoughtfulness.
"...It was good."
No. It had been good.
In the truest sense, she looked back on the act with genuine approval.
"Yes, genuinely......"
To call something so unambiguously "good" — it felt like the first time in her life she had ever done so.
Her life until now had been nothing but running away.
After that, she had taken no interest in anything beyond her research, and even that research hadn't sprung from any real fondness.
"...A little more."
But now she found herself hoping this would continue.
So much so that the words slipped out on their own. She felt no revulsion whatsoever toward what they had just done......
"Could we... do it a little more?"
She spoke her honest desire without reservation — that she wanted the man before her to match the feelings growing inside her.
She wanted the pleasure carved into her body to drive a wedge through whatever value she had once placed on her own first time......
"Yes. I'm still fine."
The man who answered her with the same unwavering kindness as always.
Perhaps her cautious question had provoked something in him. The tool of his that she had assumed would hang limp after a single release was already standing stiff and upright again.
And now, it seemed he no longer felt any shame letting her see it, either.
Something she hadn't understood before, but now she felt she did.
What passed between a man and a woman meant throwing your body and mind into a sensation so consuming that you could stomach even acts that were vulgar and filthy — or forget entirely that they were.
"This time......"
She wanted to give something to the man who had taught her such joy.
Magic, knowledge, treasure......
Everything the Archmage had accomplished to rise to her station meant nothing on this bed. But she still had more to offer than those things.
"This time... would it be all right if I did the moving?"
"You, Miss Yumir?"
"Mm......"
Yumir folded her arms over her generous breasts and moved cautiously toward his side.
Dave, having guessed what she meant, slowly lay back on the bed and silently watched the spectacle unfold.
The spectacle of her guiding his member into the entrance from which she had just lost her virginity.
"Nngh——!"
Yumir furrowed her brow at the unfamiliar sensation of something foreign entering her.
As Dave watched her with bated breath, Yumir slowly sank him inside herself, let out a deep sigh, and braced her hands against his stomach.
"Haaah. Haaah."
A faint trickle of blood-tinged fluid that had pooled within her walls seeped out for a moment.
But she knew now that even that pain was not something to dread forever.
"I-I'll move."
Squelch. Squelch. The sound of slick, moisture-laden flesh rubbing together. Though a shiver ran through her at the sensation transmitted through membranes thinner than skin, the moans that escaped her burned with heat.
"Ah, hoooh, aaah......"
Up and down.
Her immense mounds of flesh swayed in rhythm with the movement, and she felt her body's balance crumbling under the impact.
"Ah, nngh——!"
To steady herself, Yumir seized her own breasts with both hands. Stimulated by the fingers gliding across her skin, her hands slipped naturally to their tips and began to toy with her nipples.
"Haaah, haaah~♥"
In time with that, her up-and-down motion shifted into a side-to-side sway.
Whether she intended it or not, she was pleasuring herself even as she offered more than enough to excite the man beneath her.
-Squelch!
In that moment, a fierce impact surged up from deep inside her.
"Ah, haahk!!"
Yumir, realizing she had suddenly lost her breath, stared wide-eyed down at the space between her legs. At the sight of arousal fluids gushing forth without her notice, drenching her lower body.
'Did... did it get bigger inside me...?'
It had already been huge — was it even possible for it to grow larger than that? While she was so bewildered she could barely breathe, he raised himself up and pressed his lips to hers.
"Mmph, mmmh~"
Yumir was startled by the sudden act. But even that confusion was swallowed, in the end, by the rapture that hit her the instant their mouths met.
"Mmmph, ooh, puhaaah~♥"
The two came together and parted, lips meeting again and again. Through all of it, Yumir's hips kept moving with Dave's support, and before long they drove her body to a climax.
"......Da... Dave."
A small climax that arrived mid-act. Yet she did not stop. She called his name, trying to hold on to her reason.
"Dave, does it feel good?"
She wanted to stay with him longer.
She wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible.
"Yes. It feels good."
"Me too....... It feels good for me too, so......"
Another kiss followed. When their faces drew close enough to touch, she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I want to make you feel even better."
Then she whispered into his ear.
"You... who have made me feel good. A little more....... Together with you......"
The first moment of leisure she had ever felt, the first kindness she had ever accepted, and pleasure......
At the confluence of all these things, she felt a bliss unlike anything she would ever experience again wash over her.
"...I'm glad it was you who first made me feel this way."
Yes — because this instant was an experience that would never come twice in her life.
Because such an ecstatic "first" could never, ever exist again in her lifetime.
"Thank you... for making my first time something meaningful."
And so her gratitude in this moment was surely no illusion.
Even if it would end as nothing more than a fleeting dream, it would remain forever in her heart and endlessly call her back to this instant.
"For giving value... to my first time, which had no meaning at all."
And because of that.
She hoped that someday a day would come when she could give a name to this feeling for the man who had brought the first overwhelming happiness into her hollow life.
'I like you.'
Those simple words.
Realizing that the possibility of those words had blossomed inside her in this very moment, she resolved to bring an end to her own clumsy movements.
"......I thought so."
The man who had been silently watching her drew her into his arms, and murmured low into her ear.
"I really do think it would be too much of a waste to simply enjoy this moment as it is."
A voice in which the endless tenderness she had felt until now was gradually cooling.
Yumir, unsettled by the change, instinctively released the tension in her hips and turned to look at him.
'Dave......?'
Yes, the atmosphere had definitely shifted.
The change was so unmistakable it should have felt jarring.
Yet what she felt in this instant was nothing other than what one would call déjà vu.
'Somehow... it feels like something like this has happened before......'
She couldn't quite place it, but she had the distinct feeling she had seen that same aura about him once before.
When exactly had that been?
-Snap!
Just as her focus narrowed entirely to thoughts of him, the sound of his fingers being raised and snapped without warning echoed through the room.
And a low whisper reached her ear.
"It's time to wake up from your happy dream now... young Archmage."
Along with those words, a voice began to swirl inside her head — a head that had been blanked out by the waves of consecutive climaxes.
'At last, I am able to dominate you.'
Yes — it was the moment when all the memories she had been forgetting came flooding back.
"......Ah."
A sigh of lament escaped her lips.
And the warm emotions that had been gradually awakening inside her began to roil with violent upheaval.
***
At first, I had intended to take my time and tame her gradually.
Even though she had been hypnotized once, and the hypnosis had been reinforced, it still hadn't reached an absolute level.
Moreover, she was an Archmage and a chosen member of the hero party. With that status and renown, she couldn't help but care about how she appeared to the outside world to some degree. I needed a way to seep into her life without relying solely on hypnosis.
That was why I had erased her memory of the earlier incident and planned to orbit around her. Gradually encroach on her daily life, let her heightened sensitivity — a result of the conditioning she'd unconsciously received — and the carefully managed emotional distance do the work, so that she would accept me without ever realizing it......
"......Yumir. How do you feel?"
But perhaps because she was so utterly unaccustomed to human relationships.
She had opened her heart to me far too quickly, and in the end, our relationship had progressed to the point where she herself proposed this.
Of course, her feelings might have been superficial. Maybe it was gratitude toward the one who had helped bring her research to a close. Maybe she simply figured she'd give her valueless virginity as a reward and be done with it all.
"Keeping someone who toyed with you that badly right beside you......"
But all of that became irrelevant the moment we actually had sex.
Sensation and emotion both ultimately come from the human body. The physical act of intercourse is the greatest catalyst for change in a relationship between a man and a woman.
"Now that you've given your virginity to that same person... do you honestly think you can act as if nothing has changed?"
So this act must have had a profound effect on her.
I'd planned to crack her heart, let her hatred toward me grow — but trap her in a helplessness that would keep her from ever freeing herself from that emotion......
"......No. That's... that's not it, is it?"
Yes. That was as much as I had expected at first.
"Something's... wrong. Isn't it?"
But now her hips had stopped moving completely. Staring down at me, she began to force out a trembling voice.
"You're... you're with the Demon King's Army....... And you... you did those things to me... so terribly......"
Her wide-open pupils trembled violently. Her breathing came rapid and strained, as if she were forcibly wringing air from a paralyzed lung.
This wasn't hatred.
Even the venomous malice I'd faced during her earlier conditioning was nowhere to be found in her now.
"No. This is......"
Yes — that was it.
The emotion called despair. The emotion I had been convinced she would never, ever show. The one I could never have imagined the woman I'd risked my life to break down would ever express.
"I'm just having a bad dream....... That's what this is, isn't it?"
The sight of her like this aroused me beyond all reason.
The fact that I, a mere foot soldier, had brought a being who had stood at the pinnacle of humanity to this state.
"Aah-haaak!"
The instant that maddening thrill translated into the upward thrust of my hips, an immature mating cry — one she could not suppress — resounded mercilessly through the room.