Practice Battle (4)
Evrande came from a long and storied elf bloodline. Minions born of civilizations that had risen in the outer cosmos rarely pushed as far as the Central leagues; most stalled out in the Outer Cosmic League and went no further.
Her father, however, had climbed all the way into Central's Division 4. Considering that even the standout minions of a frontier Division 1 league could not so much as present their calling cards in Division 4, it was an extraordinary achievement.
Her mother had never broken into the Central leagues herself, but she had come up through a championship team in the frontier circuit. The two of them had raised several children, and of them all, Evrande had been the most gifted.
She had learned swordsmanship from her father and spirit arts from her mother. After decades of honing her craft, she had become the first minion of her master's young heir.
With a new master came a dream. She would be the champion of the frontier league's first minion — the senior veteran who stayed at his side even when they advanced into the Central leagues. She would climb as high as she could, then find a good husband and raise exceptional minion children the way her parents had.
Squelch.
That dream was about to be smashed to pieces. Into the place she had never allowed anyone to touch in her entire life, the cock of a human named Yohan was forcing its way in.
No. No, no, no.
Evrande plunged into panic. The rapier technique she had always taken such pride in had failed against a human. Her spirits had been reverse-summoned. The skill she had gained upon becoming a minion — Blessing of the Wind — only raised her agility, and it was useless in a situation like this.
If it had been a strength skill, she might at least have shoved him off. She clenched her teeth and glared up at Yohan, whose eyes were glazed with lust.
"You rapist bastard…"
I'll kill him. I will absolutely kill him. The resolve lasted only a moment. The instant Yohan's fingers brushed her ear, a ticklish sensation flooded her whole body and her strength drained away.
It feels good…
Her mind started to go soft — until the foreign thing pushing deeper inside snapped her back to herself. She forced herself to remember the win condition for a practice battle.
If my stamina hits zero, I lose.
He had no intention of killing her, so all she had to do was kill herself. Why hadn't she thought of that sooner?
Even as the thought formed, the intrusion kept coming. Something hot and hard was prying her sex open, pressing hard against the precious membrane of her virginity.
She could not lose the virginity she had saved so carefully for her future husband. Least of all to a deranged rapist. It wasn't real death anyway — she would bite through her tongue.
The moment she made the decision, Yohan's eyes swept over her as if he could see straight through to what she was thinking.
"Can't have that."
"Mmph—!"
Yohan crushed his mouth over hers. Parting her lips just enough to bite her tongue had been a fatal mistake. A thick, slick tongue forced its way in, and tears spilled from her eyes.
Why… why does this feel good?
It felt better than the first time she had summoned a spirit and earned her mother's praise. Better than learning the sword from her father. Better than the day she had met her master — better by far.
A raw, primal pleasure that put every spiritual joy she had ever known to shame. In the split second her heart was stolen, her hymen tore.
"Mmmmphhhh!!!"
Her pupils blew wide. Her legs fell open. Her mother had told her that the first night with her husband had hurt quite a bit — that only sharing it with someone you loved could carry you through the pain, and that she must choose her husband carefully.
But it did not hurt at all. Even with that enormous cock forcing her passage wide, it felt good. The deep ache in her pelvis, the stuffed-full pressure in her belly — it was so satisfying she could hardly stand it.
"Nngh—!"
The moan made her tongue move on its own. Wanting to speak, she tried to push his tongue out — and Yohan answered by twining his with hers, slow and thorough.
Moments ago the act had disgusted her. Now it was sweeter than anything. A human's saliva tasted better than any drink she had ever known. Those eyes that seemed to see straight through her were handsome. The hand on her ear was warm.
Why does he look so good?
Yohan's face could hold its own against an elf's. How had she never noticed? Because she had written him off as a lunatic and never really looked?
"Feel good?"
Yohan finished the kiss with a crooked little smile. Why waste a face that handsome on an expression like that?
What am I thinking?!
Evrande dragged herself back to reality. That human was a madman. A rapist forcing himself on her. The hatred that pleasure had drowned surged back up.
"I'll kill you! Die!"
"Getting cursed out by an elf I'm fucking really hurts my feelings, you know. Don't be like that. Our chemistry's pretty good."
"What kind of bullsh— hyaaah!!"
Yohan gave a light snap of his hips, and the relatively soft head of his cock jabbed into the wall of her lower belly — grinding against the vaginal wall right there.
Evrande was an elf who had never even touched herself. A little experience might have let her resist even a fraction; the pleasure of a first time left her no chance at all.
"Hnnnaaah…"
Languid pleasure melted her body. Even the breeze brushing her stiff nipples felt good.
"Guess you like it."
"I dooon't…"
She tried to shout, but her vocal cords refused to obey. When Yohan pressed his hard body down over hers, her peaked nipples crushed against the firm muscle of his chest.
"Hyaaaaaaah!!"
Her body stopped listening. Sensation bloomed from her nipples and raced down her spine. As the cock that had been rubbing her walls pushed deeper, prying open the tight passage, the pleasure spiked harder still.
"Ahhhaa…"
"You sure you're an elf getting raped right now? You're way too into this. No wonder they call you lot erolves."
"Crazy humaan… rapist… nngh… bastard…"
"Says the girl with her nipples standing up like this."
Yohan pinched one of Evrande's nipples.
"Hyeek?"
"And you're dripping from the lower lips too."
When his fingers rubbed her clit, the pleasure was so sharp she couldn't even moan. Inside and outside at once — she could not get used to it.
"Your pussy clamps down so nice. You moan like that and still keep pretending you hate it?"
"Because… I do."
"Really?"
Yohan smiled that crooked smile and pulled her into an embrace tight enough to crush her. It was so close she could barely breathe — and it felt wonderful. Being pinned under all that solid muscle felt far too good.
"You really hate it?"
Yohan drove his hips hard. As his cock nearly slipped free, a sigh escaped her.
"Haa…"
I miss it.
Miss it? Why? Shouldn't pulling out be a good thing? The question had barely formed before the cock thrusting back in taught her exactly why she had felt that way.
"Hnnnngh!!"
She had thought her passage would close when he withdrew. It hadn't. The path was already open, and it welcomed his re-entry with open joy.
Why did being raped feel this good? Yohan was nothing like the husband she had imagined. Being human alone should have disqualified him. So why was she feeling this much while he forced himself on her?
"You were a virgin five minutes ago and you're already pouring out this much juice. Why are you so filthy?"
"I'm… not filthy…"
"Still won't admit it?"
Yohan's cock sank in to the root. Before it had only filled her lower belly; now it pressed firmly up against her navel from the inside. Evrande knew exactly what organ lived that deep.
"Your reactions just got better. You like it when I press your womb?"
"No…"
"How about this?"
"Hnnnnngh!"
"You really hate it?"
"Nooo♡"
Whose voice was that? Was that hers? She didn't get long to wonder. Yohan's cock swelled thicker and packed her passage full.
He rolled his hips, grinding against the mouth of her womb. The bones of his pelvis rubbed her clit. His firm chest crushed her nipples. Thick lips claimed her mouth again, and his tongue slid in.
Every part of it turned her mind to fog. Evrande finally understood.
This man is good at sex…
Pleasure rolled over her in waves and swept her mind away. Like someone caught in a natural disaster, she simply gave in.
"Nnh… mmnnh…"
She suckled sweetly at his tongue and savored the pleasure of being taken. The hands that had been pushing him away slipped up around his neck. The legs that had been stretched out and trembling wrapped around his waist.
"Hnnnnngh♡"
Body and heart alike, Evrande surrendered to Yohan.
"Haaah…"
He hadn't even thrust into Evrande's pussy more than a few times and already the moans were coming. An elf's pussy was incredible. Several times better than any character in a VR game.
He could feel every detail of that springy flesh wrapping his cock. The developers had advertised a tightness superior to real women — and an elf's grip put that claim to shame.
Her passage writhed irregularly, squeezing and releasing. Every piston stroke sent wet, filthy sounds and sprays of juices. When he pressed hard against her cervix, her raw, unfiltered reactions spilled out.
"Haaaaang!"
Sweat beaded on Evrande's skin. The strands of hair plastered to her face, the droplets running down the valley of her chest — all of it was unbearably attractive.
Above all, the fact that none of it was mechanical made it infinitely more satisfying. So this was real sex. VR couldn't come anywhere close to the real thing.
"Feel good?"
"Goo… gooood…"
"You like getting raped that much?"
"Y-yesss… hnnngh!!"
Evrande clung to him and rubbed her whole body against his. The fresh, green scent unique to elves washed over him, and his cock went rock-hard.
Erolves really were something else. A pussy he could fuck all night. But sex always had a climax waiting.
"Hnnnaaaang!!"
Her legs locked around him hard enough to make his hips ache, and the squeeze got even better. Hot flesh sealed tight around his cock, and the urge to come surged up.
"I'm gonna cum inside, so you'd better make me a pretty baby, yeah?"
"Hyeek?"
"Cumming inside!"
"Hyeugh!!"
Evrande's hazy pupils snapped into focus — but he was already pumping cum into her. As thick spurts of semen flooded her, her back arched hard off the ground.
"Hiiiiiiiit♡♡"
A pleasure better than any orgasm he had ever had crashed through him. Even while he came, Evrande's inner muscles kept writhing around his cock. When the long climax finally ended and he pulled out, a trickle of pink-tinged fluid spilled from her slightly parted hole.
At the same time, a wave of exhaustion hit him. The effect of Impregnating had worn off. Time to see what happened next.
"Hyeuk… something's wrong… something… hnnngh! It's over, but my belly… hnnnnngh!"
Evrande's belly began to swell.