Chapter 127
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: The Beginning of the Night
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Following the joy of her body having grown, the emotion that next gripped Nesneria was one of thick, thick exhilaration.
Her lover, who had always embraced her with affectionate hands and willingly shared his bed, yet kept her at a distance simply because she appeared as a child.
Seeing him now utterly entranced by her body, unable to tear his eyes away, Nesneria began to truly realize that he was finally seeing her properly.
The lewd tales of lust and desire that her sisters shared over drinks, thinking she was asleep as a child.
Stories that began with the experiences of forest nymphs and goddesses, spreading all the way to the depths of the deep sea—tales of passionate love between men and women—remained vividly etched in young Neri's mind.
The women in those stories found happiness in their lovers' caresses over their entire bodies, while the men who held their lovers did so gently and tenderly, cradling their treasures.
The love Neri had imagined, the love Nesneria demanded from Dianes, was such a sweet and fantastical moment.
Yet despite Nesneria's expectations and temptations, Dianes hesitated as if there were an invisible wall between them.
But that invisible wall crumbled before her smile as she approached first, and when his strong arms embraced her.
Her body moved on its own in anticipation of the sweet moment of love she had only heard about from her sisters until now.
It wasn't a calculated move.
Nor was it some scheming ploy.
The man who had hesitated just moments ago now reached out to her with a hand, his eyes burning as if they would devour her whole, his breath growing steadily rougher.
All of it was so hot that her only thought was to cool it down.
Compared to the red-haired Atalanta, her breasts were a little smaller—truly just a little—but they were more than enough to soothe Dianes's burning body.
Like a water drop falling onto a rock, the moment her pure white breasts touched his firm body, Dianes shuddered slightly.
The fact that this man, who had always enveloped her like an unyielding mountain or the vast curtain of night, trembled at her small tease filled her heart more than anything else.
Seeing the man who always yielded to her truly defeated before her, Nesneria's satisfaction soared endlessly, and as a result, her adorable beginner's carelessness drove her into a corner.
-Chuuup!
"Mmph...!"
Dianes pounced on her like a wild beast.
He crushed all her resistance and refusal with brute force, sealing her lips with his own.
At the same time, as his tongue began ravaging the inside of her mouth, Nesneria struggled in surprise,
but all that returned was the beast's merciless assault.
The charming hunter who plundered her lips now began stealing everything from her.
Her saliva, her breath, her thoughts, her senses—everything.
-Churrup!
A sharp, dizzying fragrance of Dianes filled the space where her breath had been taken.
The sounds of Dianes filled her ears.
Her hazy vision, deprived of breath, was dominated by Dianes's eyes gleaming with desire.
His scorching body seemed ready to evaporate her pure white form, bound tight around him.
In an instant, he had taken everything from Nesneria.
Her entire body was filled with Dianes, and her dazed mind held nothing but Dianes.
"Haah...."
"A-Are you okay?"
And when Dianes, startled by Neri's state teetering on the edge, hastily returned her breath.
What filled her chest was pure resentment.
"Neri? Neri!"
"Hah, hah...."
Ah, it was Neri again.
What she wanted from Dianes was no longer his protection.
No longer the cherished affection of a guardian who fussed over her lest she fly away in her sleep.
Just as her subtle temptations had ignited Dianes's desire.
The raw, feral side of her lover, faced for the first time, set Nesneria's entire body ablaze.
She whispered temptation once more into her lover's ear.
"Keep going... all the way, Dianes."
Her languid, loosened tongue whispered its final plea into the beast's ear.
The ever-wise and kind hero devolved into a single animal.
"Haaahhh....!"
Before she could even react, thick arms scooped up her legs and back.
"Kyaa!"
Before the dizzying sensation of floating could fully register, Dianes, holding her close, silently carried her out of the bathroom without a word.
"D-Dianes. W-We need to dry off..."
"Shut... haah... your mouth."
No matter how angry or sad he was.
Dianes's voice, always soft when facing Nesneria, was now utterly rough and savage.
"Y-Yes..."
A choking pressure sealed her lips, and Neri obediently surrendered to his arms.
Each time he moved, splashing through the water, something hot and hard brushed against her hips.
"D-Dia.... Kyaa?!"
Before she could question what it was, Dianes reached the bed and roughly set Nesneria down, revealing exactly what had been teasing her hips.
"Wha... wh-what...?"
Spear, club, snake.
Nesneria couldn't grasp how to even describe it.
That throbbing, vein-bulging heat, pulsing like a living thing.
The innocent sea maiden lost her words at the man's weapon that Aphrodite adored beyond measure.
"Neri—or Nesneria."
"Y-Yes... Kyah?!"
Dianes called to her as she sat dazed on the bed like she was under hypnosis, then roughly pushed her onto the sheets.
Her hair spread softly across the bed like waves gently lapping the shore, and Dianes loomed over her like the curtain of night blanketing the sea.
"Hah... D-Dianes?"
"Listen well... this is the last time... really the last..."
-Gulp.
His voice was hot and fierce, yet the final thread of reason worried for her.
But to Neri, staring blankly at his scorching breath and pitch-black eyes shining fiercely, even his affectionate warning sounded like the howl of a starving beast.
"Open the door, let me go, let's leave."
His lover's desperate plea not to hurt her.
The male's desperate urge to ravage her again and again.
The human's begging to be let out the door.
The beast's begging to be accepted, not refused.
Contradictory as they were, they all ended in his loving plea to cherish and love her, leaving Nesneria a bit conflicted.
She was afraid.
Of his savage form that had sealed her breath, of his eyes stripped of their usual playfulness and leisure, now frantic and rough.
She was excited.
This moment of being seen not as a child to protect, but as a woman to claim. The time of sharing the love she'd only heard about in stories.
The silence was short, the thoughts long.
The choice was swift.
"Nesne..."
-Chuu!
Unlike the caresses that began in the bathroom, this time Nesneria took the lead.
She wrapped her arms around his sturdy neck, sealing his rough, wildflower-like lips with her own.
"Chuuu... Mmph!"
Neri had always been a quick learner.
A disciple who produced results beyond what was taught, even without explicit instruction.
Just as Dianes had done moments ago, Nesneria roughly sucked in his hot breath, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
-Churrup, chuuuup!
Lewd wet sounds echoed in her ears as his breath and scent stormed deep into her lungs.
His breath, hotter and sweeter than the Dionysus wine she had sneaked a sip of before, made Nesneria feel drunk.
-Thud!
And it wasn't just her who felt the intoxication—Dianes's hands gripping the bed lost strength, and he began pressing down on her with his entire body.
-Swish!
"Mmph?!"
Suddenly, a hot, rigid sensation grazed her secret place, making Nesneria shudder this time.
"Hah?!"
Her legs were already spread, coiled around his waist.
So the thing that had brushed her now-wide-open secret could only be one thing.
"...Ahh."
"D-D-D-Dianes..."
The massive flesh spear that had loomed before her eyes flashed through her mind, and Dianes, noting her reaction, pulled back his lips and smiled.
Nesneria swallowed dryly and looked down.
Between Dianes's legs, the massive flesh spear reared its head, while her pure white secret, drooling with arousal, glistened beneath the silver bush like her hair.
"Wh-wha... what...?"
It had been shocking enough before, but facing her slit directly like this, a chill ran through her at the thought of whether it could even fit.
"D-Dianes, wait a moment..."
"Too late."
Nesneria hesitated as if doused with cold water, her senses returning.
But Dianes was already fully aflame, and seeing his lover—who had tempted him first and squandered her last chance with provocation—snap back to sanity only stoked his sadism.
"Let's see. How about this?"
"Wh-what are you..."
-Sliide!
Like a snake slithering through a valley, Dianes's flesh spear swept over her downy groin.
"Haaah?!"
-Drip, drip, drip!
As the hot, rugged length deeply stroked her hypersensitive folds, Nesneria's back arched like a bow, as if electrocuted.
Nesneria, who had always teased her lover based on her sisters' advice and tales.
Her long, long first night was only just beginning.