Chapter 2 - If you want it, fight for it
Chapter 2 - If you want it, fight for it
Heading to Natasha's room while avoiding the eyes of other cadets wasn't difficult at all.
The fairy woman who was likely running her "happy circuit," believing she could land a critical hit right from the start.
This could be considered the beginning of slowly breaking that Natasha, and I had absolutely no desire to ruin it by getting caught by others.
"Have you entered? Professor Klaus-nim?"
Natasha's voice came from a corner of the room without her showing herself.
A clattering sound flowed out with it, as if she were preparing something.
"Yes. No need for small talk. Let's cut to the chase; I want to hear that story you mentioned."
"Could you wait just a moment? I have something to prepare before I come out."
"I'm more of a coffee person than tea."
"I'll keep that in mind."
Of course, what Natasha was going to offer wasn't a luxury item like tea or coffee at all.
Something much sweeter and far more addictive would come out.
Anticipating that sight, Klaus sat down and waited for Natasha.
A while later, Natasha finally revealed herself.
"I'm ready. Well, how is it?"
I don't know where she threw her cadet uniform, but she appeared before Klaus in a nearly naked state.
Voluptuous breasts that even her underwear couldn't fully cover, and panties with clearly visible lines.
Natasha stood before me, wearing nothing else.
'For someone of her standing, she's certainly putting in a lot of effort.'
Since her effort is commendable, I should at least pretend to be a little surprised.
Honestly speaking, Natasha's body was definitely a sexy, voluptuous figure.
Thinking that, Klaus deliberately put on a dazed expression.
"...."
"Hehehe. What's wrong? To think that the war hero, the Devil of the South, could make a face like that."
Maybe he didn't know because I was sitting on the bed and stripped naked before, Natasha thought.
Standing confidently like this, bathed in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window, revealing her slender limbs and body without reservation, surely any member of the opposite sex would be captivated.
In particular, the pose and facial expressions she had practiced while looking in the mirror since last night were shining through.
Natasha could detect that a flicker of confusion and desire had briefly appeared and vanished on Klaus's face, which had been full of composure just moments ago.
'The start is good. If I do just a little more like this, I might be able to make him fall for me today.'
Certainly, doing this was embarrassing; it was extremely vulgar.
As a woman of the fairy clan, standing here having thrown away all her clothes just to seduce a mere man, nearly naked, and showing even her private parts, was by no means a pleasant situation.
But the person she wanted to seduce was none other than Klaus.
The hero of the Continental War, the man who saved the Western Alliance, yet the one called a devil by the demons.
If so, she could endure this much; it was certainly worth it.
Once she made that decision in her heart, the feeling of embarrassment blurred and soon disappeared entirely.
Since it's come to this, she would seduce him as that man taught her, and as she had practiced.
She wasn't even imagining that he would fall for her right this instant.
Natasha thought that even if she just made him waver, it would be a successful day for her.
"Oh my, our Professor is going to pop his eyes out."
She is not a woman who is shy, covering her body and not knowing what to do.
The person standing before Klaus now is a woman who subtly reveals her body, posing as if to show it off, as if to say "look all you want," and crumbles a man's reason.
A woman who knows her own charm knows how to use it as a weapon, and she also knows how to sharply attack a man with that weapon to make him submit or take him prisoner.
Natasha had quickly accepted that very part and decided to actively utilize it.
"Ahem."
Klaus clears his throat and turns his head.
Then he returns with an expression as if nothing is wrong and stares at Natasha.
An expression that says she is indeed very beautiful, but that's all there is to it, and he has no particular interest.
Of course, Natasha thought "not a chance," and like a cat, she stepped lightly and approached his side.
"What is it? Did you perhaps think I would appear with that dazed look from yesterday?"
"To be honest, I didn't think you'd use it to your advantage this quickly."
"You're right. I didn't know I would change this quickly either. But it's all because of you, Professor. You kept provoking me, didn't you? You ignored me, didn't you? So, I felt resentful, you know? Let's change. Let's change somehow and shoot down that confident human in one go!"
"...."
"Fortunately, it seems to have worked to some extent. Am I right? Professor Klaus-nim?"
Klaus didn't particularly answer.
He just examined Natasha out of the corner of his eye, let out a small sigh, and kept silent.
Looking at Klaus, laughter kept bubbling up in Natasha.
To think that the man who was so confident until yesterday, the man who seemed to look down on her, would show such a cowering appearance.
'For some reason, I feel good?'
It was thrilling. It felt even more thrilling than when she shot an arrow right into the middle of a demon's forehead.
She had pushed that man back, even if just a little; she, who had only been pushed back, had pushed him, Klaus!
She had done it to the Devil of the South, who was secretly feared not only by the Western Alliance but even by the demons!!
"Haa, haa..."
Was it because of the excitement coming from that?
Natasha didn't notice the fact that her body, and her heart, were heated up to an excessively high degree, unlike usual.
"You want to touch, don't you?"
"I already touched to my heart's content the day before yesterday and yesterday. There wasn't much of a thrill."
"It will be different now. I guarantee it. So, could you give me your hand?"
Klaus offered his hand obediently without any sign of resistance.
Then, Natasha quickly snatched that hand, placed it on her chest, and began to stare at Klaus with a deep, soulful gaze as if asking how it was.
"...Just yesterday, you were whining that you were embarrassed if I looked at you like that."
"I don't know who was whining. Me? I don't remember that."
"Let's drop it."
From his fingertips, a softness that could compare to silk, and a squishiness that didn't seem of this world, were transmitted simultaneously.
With a little exaggeration, if one could touch heaven, perhaps this is what it would feel like.
If this fairy's opponent had been an ordinary human man, the game would have probably ended long ago.
'But unfortunately, I am not.'
Natasha's beauty? I acknowledge it. She is naturally a beautiful woman. That's why I fucked her to my heart's content.
Her body? It's incredibly sexy. Excluding Yulia, Natasha Belarus is the one who proudly has her name on the list of women I must absolutely take.
But I am not intoxicated by it, nor do I fall for it, nor am I consumed by it.
My head remembers how I was swayed and suffered when I fell for it the wrong way.
And I also clearly remembered how to train such women, and how to handle them.
This woman still doesn't know, but the skill is still cast upon her.
And even at this very moment, without Natasha even noticing, it will slowly, very slowly, burn her up, making her someone who cannot bear it without extinguishing it.
"You're beautiful."
"Yes?"
"I said you're beautiful."
In time with that, I pour oil on this cute fairy.
She might think she is burning Klaus, but she is completely unaware of the fact that, in reality, she is the one covered in oil and burning even more fiercely.
She will accept this as a good thing and be dying of happiness all by herself.
"...You should have said that sooner."
"Until yesterday, you seemed like an idiot who couldn't even properly use her strengths, but today you look different."
"Is that so? Hehehe. How am I today? Do I look like a woman of the Belarus Family now?"
"Certainly. And I also think you're dangerous."
"Don't worry. I just want to take you to Belarus, I don't intend to eat you."
"Then that's a relief."
I slowly stand up from my seat.
After that, to test if this woman has really steeled her heart properly, I lower my hand and squeeze her voluptuous breasts with a bit of force.
Squish-.
"Aang!"
Kheuph, I almost burst out laughing.
There was no need to moan so excessively like that.
It might be that she is acting excessively to seduce me on purpose, but the tension she was hiding deep in her heart, unbeknownst to Klaus and even herself, was also acting as a greater pleasure.
In addition, it was also the influence of the Fever skill that was still active.
"Nice."
"Aheung! I, I practiced. When to make sounds, when not to be embarrassed, when not to hide."
"...."
"It seems like now is the perfect moment for that. Right?"
After saying that, Natasha lightly hugged Klaus's neck with both arms.
After that, she made the man who had stood up from his seat walk after her by slowly backing away.
"Since we've come this far, you know what's next, right?"
"What would I know."
"Aigoo, don't be like that. If a woman has done this much, you should step up next."
"...."
She's starting to get cocky again, not knowing her place.
She certainly threw off her clothes without any sign of embarrassment.
Yes, I will definitely praise her for that one thing.
But so what? Don't other women do that?
What comes next is important; if you're going to seduce a man, the core of it is making that man unable to endure, spread the woman's legs, and shove his thing into her pussy.
If you can't lead a man to that point, everything up until now is a futile effort.
"I don't really know."
"Yes?"
"You're beautiful. Yes, I certainly acknowledge that. But a flower blooming on the roadside is just as beautiful. Whether I pick it and hold it in my arms or just walk past it is a matter that depends on how that 'flower' acts again, isn't it?"
"What..."
There is one thing Natasha is mistaken about.
That if she seduces him like this, Klaus won't be able to endure and will immediately ravish her.
That he would unhesitatingly strip off her underwear and pounce on her, like that.
'Not a chance. Who gave you the right to think that? If you want to seduce, if you want to be eaten, you shouldn't stop there, but strip everything off, spread your legs, and be dripping wet, asking to be fucked.'
How dare she be so cheeky, saying she's done enough and that I should do the rest.
Klaus laughed at Natasha inwardly, and with his index finger, he lightly pushed her forehead, knocking the woman onto the bed.
"Aaat."
Natasha, who fell deliberately and exaggeratedly, suddenly switched to a "fragile beauty" mode.
She seems to have instinctively realized something was wrong and is trying to change the man's heart even like this.
I'm sorry, but this side is a madman who has repeated this situation over and over again.
"Natasha. You said you wanted to seduce me, right?"
"Yes. That's the condition, isn't it? That if I do that, you'll go to the Belarus Family."
"You definitely said that. You seduce me, and if I fall for it, I grant your request."
"...You're not saying you're going to cancel the promise now, are you?"
"Of course not. If I were that foolish or cowardly, would I have the title of war hero?"
"Then..."
"Do it yourself."
For a moment, Natasha had to blink her eyes and stare at Klaus.
Wondering if she misheard something, or if he misspoken.
However, unfortunately, Natasha did not mishear.
Also, Klaus did not misspeak either.
He said it very accurately, and she heard it very accurately.
"I said do it yourself."
"W, what are you saying..."
"That's strange. You might have a bit of a dazed side, but I didn't think your hearing was bad too."
Immediately after those words, the smile disappears from Klaus's face.
What remained there was only a chillingly cold expression and sharp eyes.
"Natasha Belarus."
"Y, yes?"
"Take off all your underwear. Don't tell me to take it off for you or anything like that. Don't think about asking as a woman who's going to be eaten; take it all off yourself, reveal your hole, and get on your hands and knees."
High-handed, or rather, speech and behavior that completely ignores the other person.
If it comes to this, even Natasha has no choice but to get angry.
Because there's no reason to fulfill that promise while being treated like shit, regardless of the promise or anything else.
"You..."
However, she stopped right before bursting into anger.
She is angry, but she doesn't know if she should really be angry.
Above all, the fact that a corner of her chest keeps tingling is strange.
"Take it off. By yourself."
A commanding tone, a tone that the usual Natasha would have gotten angry at.
But she didn't get angry; rather, with trembling hands, she was slowly lowering the panties that were covering her private parts.
'I, why am I like this?'
Her head is screaming asking why, but her body is shouting at it to shut up.
That she should just quietly follow. Not to think, just to accept.
"Spread them."
...Sreuk.
The woman's legs spread, and between them, light pink petals reveal themselves.
The slightly wet appearance is extremely stimulating and incredibly erotic.
"Do it yourself. Natasha."
"D, do it... by myself?"
"Yes. Use your fingers to poke your hole."
The beginning was with masturbating alone and climaxing alone in front of a man.