Chapter 53
Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: A Night with Eve
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Me, sitting in the bedroom and waiting. Then came the sound of footsteps. The door swung open, and Eve staggered inside. It was something I'd never really noticed before, but because of the shape of her feet, she wobbled a little when she walked. It wasn't obvious usually, but when I focused on her figure or looks like this, her unusual feet made it stand out starkly.
She seemed to move just fine fighting on deck, but maybe she preferred the ship. I asked,
"How'd you get around on the ship?"
"They said no shoes. Too stuffy, so I hated it. Crawling around on deck would've made me look bad in front of the crew."
Saying that, Eve casually lifted one foot onto the bed. The scales glinting on her smooth leg caught my eye. Her webbed feet precariously supported her body. She stared at me, dressed in a long skirt and a short sleeveless top. The skirt had hiked up, exposing her thigh.
"...What're you staring at?"
I grabbed Eve's hand and pulled her onto the bed. It was our first time having sex in bed. Eve let me lead her, sliding along without resistance. I stood her in front of the bed and lifted her skirt. She turned her head away, embarrassed.
Under the skirt sat a pair of white panties. I started slowly stroking the slit through the fabric. Eve closed her eyes and let out a moan.
"Haa..."
She was already soaking through after just a few touches. When I tugged the panties down, a sticky thread connected them to her slit before snapping. I pulled them all the way to her ankles, and she lifted her foot to help me slip them off.
I knelt before her. Eve flinched, shoulders jumping in surprise. I buried my face under her skirt and began licking her slit with my tongue.
"W-Wait... fuck... ahh... ugh...!"
Eve gripped her skirt hem, squirming as she tried to close her legs. The firm texture of her thighs pressing against my cheeks got me even harder. I plunged my tongue inside, savoring her fully. Every time my tongue wriggled, she clutched the skirt like she might rip it, enduring the pleasure.
"Ugh... stop... haa... ah...!"
Then I slipped my fingers in too, ravaging her spread slit. It welcomed them without resistance, walls squeezing my hand. Every twitch when I brushed her clit hinted at how intense it felt for her.
"Hng... ahn... a-ah... stop... please... a-ah...!"
Watery sounds echoed from under her skirt. From the outside, it looked like Eve standing there alone, writhing in ecstasy—a lewd sight that clearly fueled her shame. She bit her lip lightly, as if her moans were too vulgar, trembling with pleasure.
I thrust my tongue deep, scraping along her inner walls. With every move, she shook her legs, responding eagerly.
"Haaah...!"
Eve let out a moan laced with a nasal whine and collapsed. Her skirt flipped up, fluttering down to spread wide on the floor. She panted, locking eyes with me. When I leaned in for a kiss, she pushed my face away with her hand.
"Fuck... you think I'm kissing that tongue after where it's been?"
Eve was surprisingly strict about hygiene in these moments. Disappointed, I smacked my lips and pulled her hand up. Then I scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed.
"Whoa!"
Eve yelped in surprise as she landed. I grabbed her waist, flipping her over. Face-down, she grumbled,
"You could've just told me to get on my stomach...!"
Before she could say more, I climbed on top and thrust my cock into her pussy. She clutched the pillow, face buried in the mattress, kicking her feet wildly. I moved my hips slowly to give her time to adjust to the sudden pleasure. She breathed raggedly and said,
"S-Sudden... like that... hng... ah... ahh...!"
I pressed my body against her ass, slamming my rod deep again. Wet squelching came from her lower half. She gripped the cushion, her moans replacing her breaths. Her eyes trembled, cheeks flushed red.
"Ahng... feels good... more... harder...!"
"Call me your husband."
"What... hng... ahk...?"
She shook her head, refusing, so I pounded harder. Flat on her stomach, she rubbed her face against the pillow, spreading her legs wider bit by bit. Her shoulders twitched, and with every hip collision, her firm ass jiggled. I kneaded it while thrusting relentlessly.
"Ahng... ng... ung... ah... ahh...!"
Eve clung to the mattress, lost in pleasure. After pounding away a few more times, I whispered again,
"I said call me your husband."
"...Fuck... seriously... that... hng... shit... ugh... ahh... gotta... say... it...?"
"I wanna hear it. Fuck. You're under me."
A foul-mouthed, arrogant woman like Eve moaning beneath me? That alone nearly made me blow. And if she blushed and called me husband? Nothing hotter.
"Hng... ng... ahk... perv... bas... tard...! Hng...!"
I stopped moving my hips. She turned her head slightly, looking at me with desperate eyes. I lifted her waist, positioning her ass up perfectly.
"W-Wait...!"
Before she could protest, I gripped her ass tight and hammered in roughly.
"Eek...! Ahk...! Haaang... eek... aaa... ahh...!"
Eve buried her face in the mattress, moaning nonstop. I ground my hips deep and said,
"Call me your husband."
"Fuck... you fucker... eek... ahk...!"
"Call me husband? Huh?"
Slap. Slap. Flesh smacked against flesh, her moans echoing raw. Sweat and fluids soaked the mattress. Her cries filled the room. On all fours like a bitch, she wailed under me. I rubbed her taut ass, hips pistoning.
"Dog... bas... eek... tard...!"
Even her cursing mid-moan was cute. I told her,
"Still love you, you bitch."
"Hik...!"
I threw an insult right back. Her pussy clenched tight around my cock. Who knew if it was the love or the degradation that got her? I pinned her shoulders, speeding up even more.
"Hik... hak... ah... ahh... ugh... a... aaa... hus...!"
"Hus?"
"Hus... band...!"
"Ugh...!"
Her flushed face saying it hit like a bullseye. My hips buckled, and I came hard in one go. Gushing, gushing—feeling my cum flood inside, Eve's expression turned dazed.
"Ah... aaa... uuugh...!"
She'd climaxed multiple times already, limp and out of it as her hips sagged. I collapsed on top of her, sprawled out. Eve muttered,
"Heavy..."
"But you love me anyway?"
"...Fucking bastard. You better come back quick."
I stroked her hair, promising I would. Eve stared blankly at the ceiling, then suddenly sat up. She glanced at the door and said,
"By the way, who's outside the door right now?"
"Outside?"
At that moment, rustling came from beyond the door. I jumped out of bed and flung it open. If it was a servant, their neck was mine. There stood Sieri, pants halfway down, face beet red.
"Sieri?"
"Ah... um... I mean..."
Sieri floundered, eyes darting everywhere, mumbling nonsense.
"Y-You're leaving tomorrow... so I thought... you might need some... comfort... but you were... busy... couldn't come in... so I... uh... I-I'll go!"
Before I could grab her, she yanked up her pants and fled down the hall, practically crawling. Naked as I was, I couldn't chase her, so I just let her go with a smack of my lips. Fuck, we were this close to a threesome.
Her face had looked on the verge of tears anyway—probably wouldn't have come in even if I'd called. Glancing at the floor, I saw a few drops of clear fluid. Had Sieri been crying or leaking while peeking at me and Eve through the crack? Eve turned to me and asked,
"Who was it? That nun?"
"Yeah. Sieri."
"Fuck, now it'll be super awkward seeing her tomorrow."
"Talk about thick-skinned while bitching."
Eve pulled the blanket over herself and asked. Her hidden leg dragged across the bed, flashing that lewd pose for a moment. Even her scaly, bumpy legs looked alluring under the moonlight streaming through the window.
"So, that's it? Just once?"
Ending after one round wasn't manly. I'd planned to fuck her senseless tonight. Glancing at my stirring cock, I asked,
"Hey, what if I accidentally called out another girl's name? You forgiving?"
"...Fuck try it. I'll kill you."
Better watch out with Eve. Aira might've let it slide, though.