Chapter 392: A Demon God in the Dungeon?
Chapter 392: A Demon God in the Dungeon?
Once I confirmed everyone had turned their backs, I quickly knelt and looked at Sara.
Having been exposed to the full force of my Saint's power twice, Sara was glaring at me with teary eyes, unable to offer any resistance, her body simply trembling.
The hand she was pressing against her groin, as if to cover herself, seemed to be twitching faintly. I was sure it wasn't just my imagination.
In any case, the one fortunate thing was that as long as no one was looking, nothing we did would be conveyed to the others.
They couldn't hear us, and while they might feel some ripples from our direction, that would happen just from moving around, not necessarily from that kind of activity.
Of course, from Sara's perspective, she was probably in the mood to demand what part of this was fortunate at all.
The only problem was that with everyone facing away, we were vulnerable to an enemy attack from this side.
But I had a solution for that, too.
After carefully adjusting the range so it wouldn't quite reach anyone but Sara, I immediately activated Holy Ground Proclamation.
This way, even if a surprise attack came, the monsters would only target me.
With all preparations complete, I didn't hesitate for a second and thrust my hand between Sara's legs.
Instantly, Sara's eyes went slightly unfocused as her body shivered.
The waterproof coating had only been applied to her armor, so her clothes were already completely soaked.
They had been half-torn off by those plant vines earlier, too, right down to her underwear.
Because of that, I normally shouldn't have been able to feel something like this, but for some reason, it felt like I could touch Sara's slickness.
Even though we were underwater, the area around her vulva had a distinctively sticky and slippery texture.
See? She was already this aroused.
Well, I say that, but just touching her like this was enough to get me excited, too.
“—! —! —!”
The only thing I regretted was that I couldn't hear Sara's lovely moans at all.
I considered using a wind spirit, but I quickly dismissed the thought.
This wasn't a prelude to a full-blown session, and hearing her moans would only get me more worked up.
Right now, I needed to stay calm and composed, guide Sara to her climax, and get out.
“—! —!”
Though maintaining my composure while looking at Sara's aroused face was certainly not going to be an easy task.
Why did she have to be so beautiful?
Sara was no longer glaring at me. With her eyes glazed over in a daze of arousal, she was simply staring at me intently, her mouth opening and closing.
I slipped my fingers into her and bent them slightly, stimulating her from the inside.
With my other hand, I fumbled with her top, starting to undo the clothes she had just managed to put back on.
I’d noticed it when she was wrapped in the vines, but while our party has an overwhelmingly angelic member, Sara is surprisingly well-endowed herself.
As I gave her soft, yielding breasts a gentle touch, Sara went completely limp, clinging to my arm and panting heavily.
“—!”
While I kept my index and middle fingers inside her, gently swirling them, I used my thumb to press and lightly vibrate her swollen clit. Sara flinched, her body trembling, and then, as if she could hold back no longer, she brought her face to mine.
The movement was obviously an attempt to kiss me, but it was blocked by our masks.
Sorry, Sara. I’ll give you all the kisses you want once we’re out of the dungeon.
But our Sara wasn't one to give up over a small obstacle like a mask.
She took a few deep breaths, as if to calm her ragged breathing, then took one last big gulp of air and suddenly ripped her mask off.
There are times when people exhibit strength they didn't know they had in a crisis.
Faster than ever before, I summoned a wind spirit and had it envelop Sara's face in a bubble of air.
“Sara! What are you doing?!”
I extended the air bubble to my own face and scolded her, but it had no effect on Sara whatsoever.
Instead, she flashed her characteristic, cool-looking smile and immediately pulled off my mask before kissing me.
Her eyes were a little unfocused from the arousal, so she didn't look as cool as usual, but the smile had a sexy feel to it instead.
“Hah… You, doing something so dangerous in a place like this…!”
“Haah, haah, ughn! In a place like this, hyut! The person who put me in this state, hngh! is saying that?”
Well, she had a point. I didn't really have a comeback for that.
She was the one touching me, but I was the one who deserved it for what I did.
Besides, it was my fault for not deactivating the full force of my Saint's power.
Yep. I'm the sinner here.
“And… hngh! Besides, this way, ungh! you can hear my voice… isn't that better for you, Guwon?”
As Sara said that, her hand, trembling with arousal, reached for my groin.
She deftly removed just that part of my armor and began to slowly stroke me over my pants.
Huh? W-wait?
Hey. Isn't this going a little too far?
Did Sara really lose her senses to her arousal?
She's not the type to do something like this.
You're not Diana! Why are you getting so worked up in a situation like this!
Of course, I didn't say that out loud.
Isn't it obvious? If she's going to touch me there, of course I'm going to enjoy it.
I still felt sorry for the others who had their backs turned, but…
As I thought that, I glanced over to where the others were waiting and made direct eye contact with Diana.
“…Hey.”
She couldn't possibly hear me, but the situation was so absurd that I spoke to her instinctively.
Diana jumped in surprise and immediately whipped her head back around.
“Nngh… Guwon?”
“Uh, yeah?! No. It's nothing.”
“Hyut! Hurry… hurry and… mmm. Smooch. Haaah…”
Sara murmured sexily, gently squeezing and releasing her hand on my Dick through my pants.
Then she started stroking me slowly again, just like before.
What the hell is this situation? I mean, I know I brought it all on myself, but still.
Sara was acting as aroused as an exhibitionist, and Diana was peeking like a voyeur.
Did their kinks swap places without me knowing?
“Hnngh! Guwon! Guwon! Hh! Kiss!Slurp! Hmmm! Meee! Hngh!”
All the while, my hands had been hard at work, and they were finally about to bring Sara to her climax.
“Hh! Hhhp! Uuumm! Smooch. Hnnnnnggggh!”
Sara pressed her lips firmly against mine, almost crushing them, and came.
The feeling of her breasts and her pussy in each of my hands.
The feeling of her soft lips on mine.
Her smooth tongue invading my mouth.
Her gentle hand stroking my crotch.
And the sexy, breathy moans tickling my ear.
I savored every last bit of it.
Even if it wasn't enough to make me finish.
“Haah, haah, Guwoooon… I, I got off… in a place like this… ungh… it felt so good…”
…Is she saying this on purpose just to get me worked up?
Her voice was sexy enough to make me suspect just that.
“Yeah. Sara. I'm also…”
“Mhm… You're that turned on?”
“Yeah. Because you're so sexy…”
“Hehe. I see. Then…”
Sara murmured, gave my Dick one last firm squeeze, and then yanked her hand away.
“S-Sara?”
“Idiot. You think I'd actually do it for you in a place like this?”
“Wh-what?! Wait! Then what was all that just now?!”
“What do you think, silly? It's your punishment. For making me do something so perverted in a place like this. You can hold it in until we get back.”
Wh-what?!
I thought it was strange how much she'd lost control, but she was doing it on purpose just to get me worked up?!
“Wait! Then was Diana in on it too—!”
“Hm? Diana? What about her?”
Ah, so that wasn't it.
“Anyway, try your best to hold it in until we go back up, Mr. Pervert. You need to be taught a lesson like this sometimes. Seriously, pulling your perverted stunts even in a dungeon.”
With that, Sara gave my lips another quick peck, then began to straighten her clothes.
“A-are you really just going to leave it like this?”
“Pfft. Be patient. I'll take care of you when we get back up.”
It seemed unlikely that I could change Sara's mind.
Well, I probably could if I really put my mind to it, but I decided against it.
It was my fault, after all. Consider it my penance.
And more importantly, if this was all that happened, I was getting off easy.
Especially considering what I did when I saw Sara tangled in those vines earlier.
Honestly, I expected another slap or two afterward, but it seemed Sara was also quite embarrassed about being brought to climax by my touch out here, so she didn't say anything more.
Even though she had a teasing expression on her face, her ears were bright red.
“I-it's over.”
“U-uhm. I see. It is finished.”
“G-good work…”
It seemed Sara wasn't the only one left with a strong impression of what we'd just done.
They all mumbled awkwardly, unable to meet our eyes.
Diana was so flustered she didn't even have the presence of mind to scold me for my actions during the battle earlier.
It has to be because of that, right?
“Diana.”
“Eek! Wh-what is it?!”
That startled reaction. I'm sure of it. She's bothered by the fact that we made eye contact earlier.
But Sara said she wasn't in on it with Diana.
Then why on earth was Diana watching us?
She never seemed to have any voyeuristic tendencies. As for perverted kinks, exhibitionism alone was… wait a minute.
What Sara and I just did could, in a way, be considered a form of exhibitionism.
Don't tell me… she was watching because she was jealous?
If that's the case…
As a grin unconsciously spread across my face, Diana's body flinched violently.
“Hey. Diana.”
“Wh-wh-what is iiiit?!”
I had only called her name, but Diana cried out, on the verge of tears.
“How about we have a meal around here?”
“Eh?”
My suggestion was so unexpected that Diana looked like a pigeon hit by a slingshot.
What, did you think I was going to bring up your kinks in front of everyone?
If you thought that, you'd be mistaken.
I'd like to think I care for you quite a bit, you know.
I only bring up your perverted proclivities when we're alone.
And even then, I'm only doing it on purpose to play along with you.
“I mean, Sara must be…”
She must be a little tired after all that excitement. In the sense of taking a break.
I was about to say that to tease Sara a little for the prank she pulled on me, but before I could finish, our angel joined the conversation.
“C-come to think of it, I am hungry! But how are we supposed to eat here?”
How on earth did she sense I was about to go in that direction?
In any case, our angel, desperately trying to focus the topic on food, was just too cute.
As a bonus, every time she demurely patted her stomach, her breasts, pressed against her arm, swayed back and forth in a very sexy way.
Ugh. I'm already holding back, and now I think I'm getting hard again!
“U-uhm. Right. Usually, we create an air bubble around our faces and make do with jerky or freshly caught fish…”
Seriously? Being an adventurer is a totally hardcore job.
Well, I guess that's how it's supposed to be.
I'm just having a relaxed, tension-free adventure thanks to the cheat-like abilities I received from the Goddess.
…When I think about it like that, maybe the Goddess is a kind person after all?
I started to think that doubting such a kind Goddess was the wrong thing to do.
“Since we're on the bottom, let's do it this way.”
As Diana spoke, she created a large, air-filled space on the ground.
Woooooah!
You might ask why I'm getting so surprised by this kind of magic now.
No! That's not it!
As the water drained away, everyone's clothes, which had been fluttering gracefully underwater, were now plastered tightly to their bodies!
Even with waterproofing, it seems this was unavoidable!
Thanks to that, everyone's figures were laid bare…!
“Aaaargh! My eeeeyes!”
Let me be clear, my reaction doesn't mean I saw something I shouldn't have.
It's just that my eyes were purely and simply assaulted.
“Even after all that, this pervert is still…”
It's because you got me so worked up that I'm like this!
This is so unfair…