Chapter 59. Banging a Quiet Elf Maiden (3)
Chapter 59. Banging a Quiet Elf Maiden (3)
—Drip, drip.
Sticky beads of blood dripped from the place where they were joined.
The mark of torn purity was itself a scar, an open wound.
"Ah, ngh......."
Without any tolerance built up, there could be nothing but anguish.
Her ignorance had been so profound that she had made no preparations whatsoever, and the sensation hitting her now must have been impossible to bear.
"Ah, haah, ah......."
The moment a cleft that had never known anyone's touch—not even her own, in over a hundred years—was pried open.
For the first time, a sound escaped Heira's lips that signaled the utter collapse of the composure she had managed to keep until now.
"Ah, it, it hurts......."
The tears streaming from her eyes were a desperate plea to escape this very moment.
And very soon, they would express regret for her own foolishness in having accepted this situation so naively.
"Why, would you do this......."
Just before that resentment could turn toward me.
"Your breathing."
I brought my mouth to her ear from behind and whispered softly.
"Breathe out slowly."
"...Breathing."
Heira repeated the word, her head frozen in place. It wouldn't have been strange for her to burst into sobs, but instead, Heira clamped down on her back teeth and endured the pain knifing through her lower belly.
"Uu, uugh......."
Slowly, she let the excess tension drain from her body, unclenched her hands from the bedsheet, and steadied her faintly swollen chest.
"Haa, haa."
Leaning her back against me like that, she sought the most comfortable position she could and tried to ride out the pain.
The sight didn't sit especially well with me. Torture that relied on nothing but brute physical force had never been my preferred method.
If anything had changed, it was only that under normal circumstances this was something I would have dismissed as a simple mistake and moved on from.
"...Ngh, haa."
But the moment her body broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, seeing it sent a considerable chill through mine as well.
A creeping unease that it was already too late to turn back, but that any more force might render things unsalvageable.
"Calmed down?"
I kept the inner turmoil hidden and asked quietly. Heira breathed out deeply and nodded.
"...Yes."
Fortunately, she seemed to have grown accustomed to the pain now.
Feeling a measure of relief, I adjusted my position, gripped her buttocks, and prepared to put strength into my waist.
"Good. I'm going to start moving now."
"Moving... what do you...."
-Squish.
"...Ngh!"
The friction of flesh stirring within that tight passage. But maybe because I had given her fair warning, it didn't seem to hurt as much as before.
"Ugh, ah, aah......."
Did she think she could endure it? Heira, who didn't voice her pain the way she had earlier, clutched the blanket again and began to let out panting moans.
"Ah, aah. Ha, ngh......."
They were terribly small, yet still agonized sounds.
The sight of her struggling so fiercely to endure with that small body was pitiful, but that too was only temporary.
"......Ah♥"
A moan of pleasure was beginning to mingle with the sounds escaping her lips.
"Ah, ngh, ah....... Haa......."
As her breathing gradually grew more engaged, I began to feel the heat and the lingering echoes spreading from her mouth and reaching me.
"Oh, ooh......."
Did she start to find her own moans strange?
Heira's head slowly lowered, and the sounds flowing from her mouth began to subside.
As if she was trying to hide the sound of her breathing even if it meant burying her face deep in the bed.
"Ngh, ooh. Uuoooh......♥"
But what I faintly caught through all of that was not a scream but what could only be called a moan of pleasure.
Amid the quiet sounds continuing, I felt a prickle in the corner of my mind, stopped moving, and grasped her waist.
"Turn your body this way."
It was an order that didn't carry much coercive force. Heira hesitated for a moment, unsure what to do, but finally lifted her buried face and began to turn her body toward me.
-Squelch, squish. The moment my shaft stirred, creating friction within that tight space.
As if even that registered as stimulation, I saw her brows fiercely knit together by the time she faced me.
"...Uump."
I pressed my lips quietly to hers. Facing each other, bodies pressed close, I did what we had done before, hoping to lessen her revulsion toward this act.
"Mpph, ha, uump."
A kiss that had been entirely one-sided at first was now carried out with surprising engagement.
Not by me, but by her.
-Slick, slck.
Even as our tongues intertwined, my hips kept moving. Even her moans of pain were swallowed by our pressed lips, neutralized by the exchange of heated breath.
"......Are you okay now?"
When I finally pulled back and asked, she nodded, her face flushed bright red, affirming it.
"......Yes."
Her small hands clutched tightly at my shoulders.
The eyes looking up at me were moistly glistening, yet not a single flicker of hesitation could be found in her gaze.
"It's okay, now...."
If anything, it was a gaze that hinted at anticipation, as if hoping what would come next would continue. Having confirmed that every trace of revulsion toward the act had completely vanished from her, I put more spring into my hips to pick up the pace.
"Ngh!"
Startled by the sudden thrust? Her eyes flew wide open, and her bobbing head came to rest against my chest.
"Ah, ngh, ha, aah......!"
Moans steeped more in pleasure than in pain.
In the arms wrapped around my body, I could sense a fair amount of bewilderment.
"Th-this, is strange...."
It was the moment the girl who had merely watched events unfold, anything but proactive, first felt the terror of the unknown. Even with the coercive power weakened, she showed no inclination to try to flee.
"Inside me, something, something is....... Ah, ngh. Ah......."
Instead, she simply absorbed that force with her body, enduring over and over as if waiting for 'something' to come next.
"Ah, ngh, ah, aht, ah......!"
But perhaps because she was running out of composure?
Soon everything that had been suppressing her moans vanished, and her body stiffened as her eyes began to widen.
She was reaching her limit.
To release that limit, I poured all my strength into one final thrust of my hips.
"...Ngh."
Timed to that moment, her head snapped back and she bit down hard on her teeth against the welling sensation.
At her first-ever climax.
As if the sensation was so terrifying she was trying to endure it any way she could.
"Ugh, oooh......♥"
But despite that brave endurance, her mind went blank, and the uncontrolled moan that escaped her lips finally echoed through the room, signaling the end of the act.
The moment the excessive tension in her body caused her vaginal walls to clamp down, intensifying the stimulation.
Feeling my own limit, I pulled my shaft out and grabbed her chin before she could collapse onto the bed.
The moment my shaft filled her half-open mouth.
-Splurt!
Her small cheeks puffed up as I ejaculated.
The sticky fluid filled her mouth and seemed to reach her uvula, because her body began to shudder with tiny convulsions.
"Uulp, ump......."
Heira clutched at my lower body with trembling hands, as if the sensation was difficult to bear.
That touch seemed so urgent and desperate that I found myself unconsciously stroking her head.
A truly unconscious gesture.
"......Mmph."
But did she find some small consolation in just that? The convulsions I thought would continue soon faded. Once she was calm, I withdrew my cock from her mouth, and my semen began to pour out like a waterfall.
"......Cough."
Her upper body slumped forward limply, her clouded eyes fixed on the spilled white fluid.
I moved closer to her side, gently stroked her shoulder, and asked carefully.
"Are you okay?"
"......Yes."
It took a moment, but the answer came.
She showed no sign of wanting to shake off my hand either. Even though the act before had seemed agonizing to her, it hadn't translated into revulsion toward me.
After going that far, it would have been reasonable for her to be a little terrified, or to feel some anger toward me.
"You endured it well."
Thinking on some level that she was admirable for that, I found myself stroking her head again.
Heira stared at me blankly, even through her hazy eyes. I smiled back at her and quietly asked again.
"How does it feel, having done it for the first time?"
"......."
"...You still don't know?"
I had wanted to at least hear her impressions, but she kept silent.
Right—in the end, this is just the kind of child she is. I thought that and was about to reach for her body again, but only for a moment.
"...Guuh."
The mouth I thought would never open parted.
"It's guuhd......."
Soon, an unintelligible word came out. Spoken by a tongue still clumsy, not yet fully recovered from her intoxication.
"...What?"
"It feels, good......."
The moment words I could finally understand were spoken.
Heira bowed her head, placed both hands on her own chest, and began to whisper in a voice devoid of strength.
"This is, my first time, so I don't know, how I should put it....... I don't know."
So in the end, her conclusion was again that she didn't know.
But unlike the ignorance she possessed before the act, the current her had succeeded in linking the feeling of pleasure she'd experienced to this act.
It wasn't that she lacked sensation, only knowledge—and she seemed to be realizing something new each time we repeated the act.
"Heira."
But why was it?
The moment I heard her say that final 'good,' I felt a strange ache in a corner of my heart.
As if the sense of dissonance I'd felt the entire time I'd been with her had suddenly sharpened.
"Look at me, and try saying you like me."
Wanting to know what it was, I gave her the instruction. She accepted it wholly, looked at me clearly, and said.
"...I li."
Without an ounce of hesitation.
"I like, you."
The moment I heard words aimed not at the act, but at me personally. I felt the steady pounding heartbeat in my chest sharpen into a throbbing ache.
"...Damn it."
It was unpleasant.
This feeling I felt simply from hearing those words—not from her words themselves.......
Yes, I was in a state where I reacted with extreme sensitivity to anyone telling me they 'liked' me.
Ever since that day I faced the woman who knew my true intentions yet couldn't erase her feelings toward me.
Using hypnosis on her, even reaching out to the women I'd toyed with before her—it all now came with hesitation.
I'd tried desperately to deny it, but to think I would react this way not only to those two, but even to the words of a woman I met today intending to use and discard.......
Could someone as compromised as me really use those two without incident for the sake of my goal?
"Guuh, ah......."
Just as I was being swept up by that anxiety, a shadow began to fall over me where I sat on the bed.
Heira's small body was approaching me, blocking the light. Even though she was drained to the point of exhaustion.
"It feels, good......."
Ecstasy drawn in her gaze toward me.
She nestled into my arms like that and kissed me, clumsily slipping her tongue in to share her warmth.
The excitement I felt from that made my softened shaft spring erect, and I felt a moist sensation envelop the tip of the glans.
"...We can, keep going...?"
The moment Heira, still lost in the afterglow, inserted it of her own volition.
Because she was so pure, she accepted everything wholeheartedly. Even without coercive force, she was already completely intoxicated by the act with me.
Of course, I could ignore all this and leave. My initial goal was simply to find a woman to hold in her place so I could identify the source of the dissonance I'd felt lately, after all.
"You......."
Now that I'd achieved that goal, there was no need for further relations.
"If that's what you want, I'll do it as much as you like."
Even so, I chose to embrace the body of this young elf who had come to me, who was only now beginning to awaken to sexuality.
For the first time ever, not by my own will.
But by surrendering the initiative in the act to the subject of my hypnosis.