Seductive Drinking Party (4)
Seductive Drinking Party (4)
"Haa......."
Hugo wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.
His calves were quite sore, probably because he had been squatting in the same position for so long.
But after repeated trial and error, this posture was the most comfortable for sitting and working.
"It's hot, so hot."
Under the scorching sun with not a single patch of shade, Hugo was busy polishing the weapon of his friend and hero, Ion.
It wasn't something Ion had asked or requested of him.
"Why did I offer to do this......."
Four days had already passed since Hugo started traveling with Ion's party, whom he had met by chance in the mountains.
The reunion with Ion was an invaluable stroke of luck for Hugo, but ironically, he hadn't felt very comfortable throughout the journey.
The reason was that Hugo himself was indisputably dead weight in the hero's party.
Of course, if he were to make excuses, there were some to be made.
After all, his comparison targets were the hero and goddesses.
But even considering that, Hugo's incompetence was, even in his own opinion, far too excessive.
During the short time he had traveled with them, Hugo had held back Ion's party in many ways.
If a stranger saw him, they might believe he was a spy secretly dispatched by the Demon King's army to slow the hero party's advance.
Normally, he was of no help at all.
Whenever a battle occurred, Hugo's role was to tremble behind Ion's back.
"Tsk......."
Just the day before yesterday, he had failed to grasp the situation, recklessly charged ahead, and completely messed things up.
At that time, Ion's party had to stop moving for half a day to clean up the mess Hugo had made, focusing entirely on damage control.
No one blamed Hugo, but the faces of the silently working goddesses were far from bright.
'Nothing goes right.......'
Even his friend Ion was reaching a point where he could no longer defend Hugo.
Feeling a sense of crisis, Hugo focused all his efforts on ingratiating himself with Ion.
The reason he was now polishing Ion's sword was entirely for that purpose.
"Hoo, it's done."
Finishing the weapon maintenance, Hugo tossed away the used cloth and checked the gleaming sword from all angles.
Perhaps because it was a famous sword used by the hero, the grip felt exceptional.
He suddenly wondered how much he could get if he put this up for auction.
No, if he wanted a better price, wouldn't it be better to sell it to the Demon King's army.......
"Wh-what am I thinking......."
Hugo shook his head vigorously, erasing the absurd thought that had momentarily crossed his mind.
Even in his own opinion, it was far too ungrateful a thought.
Shaking off the treacherous fantasy, Hugo sheathed the sword and slowly stood up.
Then, to hand the polished sword to Ion, he walked past the bushes.
"That's strange. I'm sure this was the way......."
He had boldly walked forward, but the forest scenery, looking the same everywhere, soon made him stop.
He hadn't noticed it when coming here, but when trying to return to the campsite, he started to lose track of which direction he had come from.
Relying on vague memories and instincts, Hugo made his way through the dense trees.
Then, the clear sound of water splashing not far away reached his ears.
At that moment, Hugo remembered that there was a small lake in the center of this forest.
He had never seen it himself, but Ion had mentioned that the lake had very clear and clean water, and the goddesses bathed there.
'If so, that sound just now.......'
Stopping in his tracks, Hugo slowly turned his head toward the direction of the splashing sound.
From here, the lake was hidden by the trees, but he could still imagine it.
The beautiful goddesses, letting their bodies sink into the cold water, momentarily easing their travel fatigue.
Imagining that breathtaking scene, Hugo found it hard to move his feet.
He felt that if he stayed here any longer, he might commit the sacrilege of peeping at the lake where the goddesses were bathing.
Hugo pulled himself together and moved his halted legs in the opposite direction of the lake.
He would have done exactly that if he hadn't spotted someone's clothes hanging on a nearby branch.
"That's......."
Seeing something he hadn't anticipated, Hugo cautiously approached it as if bewitched.
From a distance, he had been doubtful, but upon closer inspection, there was no mistake.
Hanging on the branch was Thanatos's black qipao, the Death Goddess's clothing.
Seeing the garment that could be considered her trademark carelessly hanging there, Hugo involuntarily reached out and touched it.
'......It seems to be made of the highest quality fabric.'
The texture was extremely soft.
Only a material of this quality could be chosen as the glorious garment to envelop a goddess's body.
Fiddling with the qipao its owner had left behind, Hugo, after a moment of hesitation, brought his nose to it.
Then, the noble fragrance of the Empress, which he could usually only catch when brushing past her side, wafted richly.
"Heup......."
It was more fragrant than he had imagined.
Completely intoxicated by the scent, Hugo naturally conjured the owner of this qipao in his mind.
Thanatos El Crezel, known as the Empress.
The archmage who, with otherworldly, unknown magic, had saved people from the evils of the Demon King's army.
She was an icon of respect and worship for every mage without exception, and Hugo also harbored intense admiration for her.
"Huu, Thanatos-nim......."
Thinking of her, who always wore an easygoing smile no matter the time or place,
Hugo instinctively began to fumble with his pants.
At the same time, he shifted the qipao to feel the goddess's scent lingering on the cloth more closely.
Thud.
Something that had been inside the qipao slipped and fell to the ground.
Hugo stopped sniffing the clothes for a moment and looked at the ground.
And upon seeing the object that had pitifully fallen to the floor, his pupils dilated.
"......!"
What had fallen from inside the qipao was, surprisingly, a pair of black panties.
The secret guardian of the absolute territory, which could never be seen even with the most revealing lower body exposure.
Having finally paid homage to it, Hugo picked up Thanatos's panties with trembling hands.
'Th-this is Thanatos-nim's panties!'
Perhaps because it was the cloth enveloping her most intimate area, unlike the outer garment, it still retained a trace of warmth.
Hugo stared at the forbidden relic in his hand as if he couldn't believe it.
The moment he brought it to his nose, an intoxicating scent incomparable to the qipao provided an exhilarating thrill.
"Keung keung......!"
Like a dog, Hugo buried his nose in Thanatos's panties, taking deep breaths.
Then, completely removing his lower garments, he began to vigorously rub his erect penis against them.
This was the first time he had masturbated this way, but he simply couldn't resist.
With just these panties, he felt he would never have to worry about a masturbation aid for the rest of his life.
Hugo was that captivated by the Death Goddess's underwear.
'Thanatos-nim's panties, how can they be this fragrant......!'
The peerlessly beautiful archmage, who had reached a realm incomparable to someone like him.
Hugo felt an indescribable yearning for her, who used powerful magic without incantations. However, these feelings were ultimately one-sided.
The goddesses, including Thanatos, showed no favor, not even a hint of casual interest, toward Hugo.
At most, the kind-hearted Demeter occasionally spoke to him gently, but the others rarely even said a word to Hugo.
Considering the pathetic track record Hugo had built during his time with them, it wasn't unreasonable, but.
Thanatos, in particular, made Hugo's heart uneasy.
'Why, why only to me!'
It wasn't that she tormented him or hurled insults at him.
That kind of discomfort would have been preferable.
Thanatos's contempt was subtle yet severe.
'Would it kill you to be a little kind?!'
Whenever he saw Thanatos, Hugo was always fidgety and quick to lower his eyes.
Hugo could never dare to match the Death Goddess, either in magic or status.
That was precisely why the fact that the untouchable Death Goddess's panties were now covering his face excited him intensely.
"Haa, ha......!!"
He couldn't hold back any longer.
Lowering the panties he had pressed to his nose, Hugo shamelessly wrapped them around his penis.
And at the same time, he released what he had been holding back onto his penis.
He had terribly defiled the Death Goddess's panties.
"Huu, huu......."
As the longest ejaculation of his life ended, Hugo steadied his ragged breathing and slowly peeled off the panties clinging to his now finished penis.
Seeing the noble goddess's black panties smeared with his translucent white semen, Hugo felt his penis stiffen again.
He wanted to jerk off one more time right then, but that was too dangerous.
'If, by any chance, Thanatos-nim were to see this.......'
It was at that moment of imagining the worst-case scenario.
Thud.
The sound of footsteps approaching nearby reached his ears.
It was a short but impactful sound, as if purposely made to be heard.
A foreboding feeling washed over Hugo, and he immediately turned his head toward the direction of the sound.
"......."
Standing there was Thanatos, who seemed to have just finished her bath.
