Giant ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Subjugation Quest #6

I'll be looking forward to more ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠today, Luke!

Right then, my heart skipped a beat.

A surge of energy coursed through my body, which had been worn out from fighting the hermit crabs.

'What did I just hear?'

Was it some kind of buff?

Had Rebecca actually been a buffer this whole time?

"R-Right..."

"That tent over there looks good. We won't be easily seen by anyone."

The tent Rebecca pointed at was set apart from the others, tucked away in a secluded spot. Hidden by underbrush and the like, you'd hardly know it was there at first glance. Rebecca and I immediately settled into that tent and unpacked our things inside.

"I'll be right back~."

"Yeah."

The moment the unpacking was done, Rebecca slipped quietly outside the tent. She vanished somewhere beyond my line of sight.

Unless I was completely clueless, I could tell what she was planning. She was probably going to clean her mouth before we kissed. Even during the caravan escort quest, Rebecca's mouth always had a pleasant fragrance whenever we kissed.

She was likely attending to her cleanliness somewhere I couldn't see.

"Water—."

I couldn't exactly be idle myself.

I conjured water and rinsed my mouth vigorously. I repeated the process of rinsing and spitting out the water several times. By the time I'd thoroughly cleaned the inside of my mouth, Rebecca returned.

"Did you wait long~?"

"Of course."

"...Hehe."

Night had already fallen, and the inside of the tent was pitch black. But light wasn't a problem for me. I could easily produce some with magic. Forming a hand seal, I drew out a mana sphere and levitated it near the ceiling to use as a light.

The glowing orb cast a soft light throughout the tent's interior.

"So a mana sphere can be used like this?"

"Be amazed at my excellent improvisational skills."

"Truly impressive, Mage Luke."

The light from the mana sphere wasn't overly bright, which was unexpectedly nice. The soft light created a certain mood inside the tent.

We gazed at each other silently for a moment, and then I knew instinctively that now was the right time for a kiss.

I gently pressed my lips against Rebecca's.

But strangely, today Rebecca wouldn't part her lips.

She kept her teeth firmly shut and made no move to offer her tongue.

"Hey, open up."

The moment I, growing impatient, spoke up.

"...Heehee."

Only then did Rebecca smile, part her teeth, and stick out her tongue.

The moment I saw that, I was dumbfounded.

Was this wench messing with me?

But my anger lasted only a moment.

Because right after, Rebecca began tenderly intertwining her tongue with mine.

Eyes closed, she diligently moved her tongue.

As if rendering a service, with utter devotion.

My anger melted away like snow.

Because the sight of this red-haired girl servicing me with her mouth was intensely erotic.

Instead of my anger subsiding, my lower half began to rage.

Slurp, slrrrp—.

Throughout the kiss, Rebecca's cheeks were deeply flushed.

By the time our lips parted, Rebecca, as she always did, wore a dazed expression as if lost in a dream. She swayed, nearly collapsing, so I grabbed her shoulders to steady her.

I guess that's everything now, right?

Do we just lie down and go to sleep?

Just as I was about to drape a blanket over Rebecca.

"...L-Luke. There's something I want to talk to you about."

Rebecca suddenly opened her mouth urgently.

"What kind of thing?"

"Do you remember the first time we did mana charging in your room? You taught me, who knew nothing, how to masturbate. Ways to comfort my own body..."

Rebecca's expression was tinged with embarrassment as she trailed off vaguely.

"Ah, you mean clitoral masturbation?"

"Yes! Th-That. Honestly, I tried it a few times when I was alone. Since I went to the trouble of learning it, it felt off not to practice—"

Rebecca tried masturbating when she was alone?

That was somewhat surprising. I never imagined this prideful girl would actually try to learn what I taught her. And to attempt to practice repeatedly, no less. Hearing that, I couldn't help but feel a bit moved. Until now, I thought I was the only one making an effort with mana charging, but it turned out Rebecca was putting in work too.

"Really? Good job. But what about clitoral masturbation?"

"Well... the feeling is way too different from when you taught me. I couldn't go all the way. I kept losing the mood midway through... And being alone in my room felt lonely too."

Go?

Was she talking about reaching orgasm?

Looking at Rebecca's expression, it seemed my guess was spot on. Despite her attempts at practice, Rebecca apparently hadn't been able to finish.

As her masturbation instructor, I could only sigh.

"So, what I'm asking is... could you teach me a bit more? Techniques to satisfy myself alone."

I asked back with a flabbergasted look.

"Right now? Here? Is that okay? We're outside."

"I-I think it'll be fine. This tent is pretty thick anyway, and the color is dark so you can't see in from outside. If you're okay with it..."

At those words, I couldn't help but gulp.

Right now, Rebecca was boldly asking me to teach her masturbation outside the inn.

It was outdoor play, the kind only open-minded lovers did.

There was no way I, perpetually in heat, would refuse that request.

Though Rebecca did clear her throat and add a caveat.

"W-Would it be okay if I only ask you to touch my chest? It feels a bit much to get my panties wet in a place like this. Even though I did bring a few extra sets of underwear."

"Nipple masturbation should be sufficient. Leave it to me."

"Thank you... I'll study hard too."

Saying she'd study hard was definitely not lip service.

Because Rebecca, astonishingly, did something I never imagined.

Sliding her hand under her tight top, Rebecca made a popping sound, as if she unhooked something inside.

A moment later, what she pulled out was a breast band.

A breast band made of soft silk.

Which meant Rebecca now had nothing on underneath her clothes.

In the blink of an eye, Rebecca had gone braless.

"Th-This much is fine, right...? Stripping completely here is too much, but anyway, you need to move your hands freely too."

"Of course."

I inwardly gave Rebecca a thumbs up.

Because that innocent expression seeking my permission was incredibly arousing. Rebecca seemed completely unaware that this kind of action stimulated a man even more.

Happily, I stared at Rebecca's chest.

Voluptuous breasts wrapped in tight fabric.

Her hardened nipples, protruding above the cloth, were noticeable.

To the point where I could tell their exact location just by looking.

At this rate, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I felt like bowing to Rebecca.

"I-If you stare that openly, it's embarrassing..."

"I have to see to know. If I closed my eyes, how would I touch you?"

"...Is that so?"

The inside of the tent wasn't as big as one might think.

To move my hands freely, I had no choice but to back-hug Rebecca. She sat leaning back against me.

Rubbing my erect cock against her firm ass felt good.

"P-Please take care of me."

"Should I use pheromones?"

"Yes. Just a little."

Since we were outdoors, it would be difficult to plunge the virgin Rebecca into excitement at once without any tools. But I had pheromones, a cheat-level aphrodisiac.

The moment Rebecca's voice echoed.

I briefly released pheromones by tensing then relaxing my horns.

"Haaah."

Having inhaled the sweet scent, Rebecca instantly wore a languid expression. As I began kneading her braless breasts, she reacted more sensitively to the sensation of the fabric brushing against her than to direct touch.

Rub, rub.

When I teased her areolas and then flicked her nipples with my fingers, a lewd voice escaped Rebecca's lips.

"Haaang."

Holding her trembling body tightly, I roughly massaged her breasts.

"C-Can't you be a little gentler?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because you'll feel less if I'm gentle."

I slipped my hands under her armpits and cupped her breasts as if lifting them, then massaged them with deliberately large hand motions. Rebecca, hanging her head, seemed a little embarrassed.

"Are you doing this position so I can watch?"

"Obviously. And can I ask you one thing?"

"Wh-What is it...?"

"When you masturbated alone, could you tell me where and in what position you did it? I feel like I definitely need to know."

"Wh-Why are you asking that?"

"I want to know the reason you failed to feel it. Maybe I can help."

Rebecca nodded as if she understood.

Feeling my lecherous hands kneading her breasts like dough, Rebecca spoke through aroused moans.

Her pronunciation slurred slightly from the pleasure.

"When I was alone in my inn room... Aang."

"Daytime, or nighttime?"

"I-It was night... Haaah."

The sight of Rebecca getting horny and letting out moans while trying to explain was insanely arousing. In return, I gently flicked her nipple once.

"On the inn bed, lying down, my ch-chest... Haaah."

"Your chest, what did you do with it?"

"Just like you did.... Aang. I rubbed it lewdly..."

"So you were doing nipple masturbation?"

"Y-Yeah. I tried to feel it through my nipples."

"And how was it? Did it feel good?"

"...I-It felt a little good."

"Who did you think about while masturbating?"

"N-No one... I just rubbed diligently... Haaang."

"You should have fantasized about something lewd."

"R-Right.... Huuaah."

The lewd Q&A continued endlessly.

From the midway point, Rebecca was slumped against my body, leaning her back against me.

"Don't slack off, Rebecca."

"Hik!"

Since this was going to stop being a lesson at this rate, I reached out and grabbed Rebecca's wrist. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Then, covering the back of her hand with my palm, I made her caress her own chest.

"How is it? Think you're starting to feel it now?"

"Ht...! I-I think I understand something..."

"Answer me clearly. Are you really feeling it?"

"Ang.... Haang.... I-It's coming..."

"—Then, want to try doing it by yourself now?"

As if I'd been waiting, I stopped the hand massaging her chest.

Rebecca, her own hands still resting on her breasts, looked at me blankly.

"Do it myself?"

"You have to, or you won't learn anything."

"W-Well, that's true but..."

Rebecca wore an expression as if something was unfair.

But with me withdrawing my hands, there was nothing she could do.

In the end, right before my eyes, Rebecca began nipple masturbation.

How much time passed?

After tickling and kneading her own breasts alone, Rebecca looked at me with a pleading gaze.

"Luke..."

"What?"

Rebecca met my eyes, looking up at me from below.

With a face flushed bright red, she spoke.

"...Your hands really do feel better."

That voice changed my mind.

I'd been planning to leave Rebecca to caress herself at this point.

Because the sight of her lost in masturbation right in front of me seemed like it would be quite lewd too.

But seeing her ask with such an embarrassed expression, it felt like a sin not to grant her request.

"Alright, you want me to knead them with my hands, right?"

"Mm."

Looking at her pleading face made me want to tease her a little.

Instead of massaging her breasts, I made a request of Rebecca.

"Then ask me again, acting like you're begging me while calling me 'teacher.'"

"What? Teacher?"

"That was insanely hot when we did mana charging last time. Express your true feelings in a pleading tone."

"Seriously, pervert..."

Rebecca hesitated, bowing her head for a moment, before eventually lifting her head and looking at me with a tearful expression. Not content with just making a face, Rebecca gathered her voluptuous breasts with both hands, toyed with her nipples, and spoke.

"Please, Luke teacher. Teach Rebecca how to do nipple masturbation. T-Teacher's hands feel the best."

And then, as if embarrassed by her own performance, Rebecca abruptly turned her head away.

"Th-There, happy?"

"Satisfied."

Satisfied.

I brought out my hands, which I'd kept behind my back, and began massaging her breasts as if kneading dough.

Though the hand movements were rougher than before, Rebecca didn't struggle.

She simply surrendered her body to me and felt.

"Aang."

I cupped her breasts and squeezed them as if milking a cow.

The motion was so rough I thought she might feel pain, yet surprisingly, Rebecca felt it better than ever before.

And then, the moment I twisted her erect nipples with my fingers.

"━━!!"

Rebecca covered her own mouth and trembled.

Her back arched deeply in an instant.

It seemed she blocked her moans from leaking outside the tent.

"Hey, you don't mean...?"

It was the moment I asked with a bewildered expression.

Rebecca, answering, stuttered her words.

"Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking?"

"I-It's probably right."

Rebecca spoke while covering the space between her thighs with both hands.

"My underwear got wet. Haaah."

I'd only kneaded her breasts as if milking them, and she climaxed from nipple stimulation alone.

Rebecca, her underwear thoroughly soaked, couldn't move from her spot.

Going any further than this would be too much.

We might be inside a tent, but this was still outdoors.

I only planned on light foreplay, and she went and finished.

Just how sensitive were her breasts?

...

.....

"I-I'll go wash up and come back. And do some laundry~."

Rebecca grabbed a flimsy pair of underwear from her backpack and slipped quietly out of the tent. A while later, she returned and lay down beside me. Rebecca and I simply lay there without a word. Even trying to sleep was impossible because of the memory from just moments ago.

In the end, until the time for night watch approached, I lay wide awake through the night.