Chapter 171: Map(1)
Chapter 171: Map(1)
What were ears to an elf?
From what Kerry had heard from Titania, an elf’s ears were an erogenous zone on par with their pussy.
Vivid memories of his intense sessions with Titania came to mind.
Back then, Kerry had been curious whether an elf’s ears truly possessed the same level of sensitivity as their genitals.
To satisfy that curiosity, he had once made Titania come just by caressing her ears.
He had only been playing with her ears, yet the sight of Titania pouring out a thick, sticky slick from below had been utterly obscene.
And now, Arwen was asking him to touch those very same ears.
“I… I worked hard. So please praise me… I like… having my ears stroked…”
Arwen asked with an innocent face. Her cheeks were flushed as if she were nervous, but anyone else would have thought she was a woman who knew nothing of the world.
She must think I don’t know about elf ears.
Her eyes filled with anticipation, Arwen gave her ears a little twitch.
The elf princess with the light green hair was looking up at him with guileless eyes, asking him to touch her ears.
I can’t resist this.
Kerry glanced over at the party, who were busy investigating the ruins.
Natasha, Victoria, and the Saintess were wandering around the vast ruins, just as he had asked.
In truth, the three of them were all in the same boat as him.
Even if they catch us, it probably won’t be a big deal.
Actually, even if it wasn’t okay, he couldn’t just let this pass. How could he refuse when an elf princess was asking with such an innocent, pleading look in her eyes?
Kerry feigned ignorance and spoke.
“So, you just want me to stroke your ears? Like this?”
“…Yes!”
Kerry’s hand moved toward Arwen’s ear. In that instant, Arwen looked up at him, her eyes brimming with expectation.
“You worked very hard today, Princess.”
With those words, Kerry gently took hold of Arwen’s ear.
At the same moment, Arwen’s body flinched.
Kerry’s soft, warm hand enveloped her ear.
…This is what I’ve been waiting for!
Ever since Kerry had first touched her ears, Arwen had been awakened to pleasure.
She had tried to relieve the lust she inherited from Titania on her own, but it was impossible to satisfy.
All she could think about was the memory of Kerry’s touch, replaying endlessly in her mind.
The hand that had appeared even in her dreams was now caressing her ear.
“Ahhn…”
A tiny moan escaped her lips. Kerry, of course, pretended not to hear and continued to touch her ear.
He pinched the pointed tip of Arwen’s ear between his fingers, then rubbed the front and back as he traced his way down its length.
Arwen squirmed, twisting her thighs together as her body trembled.
Her face began to turn red, looking as if it might burst.
“You really like having your ears touched, don't you, Princess.”
“!”
For a moment, Arwen froze, thinking she’d been caught making Kerry do something lewd.
But she quickly realized he was just asking if she liked it in a purely innocent sense.
“…Yes… Ahhnn… Having my ears touched… I, I r-really, really like it… Hehe…”
“I see, Princess. I’ll be sure to stroke them for you.”
“Th… Thank… y-yooouuungh…”
Kerry gently caressed her ear, then gave it a slight tug.
Startled, Arwen instinctively pressed herself against him.
“Princess? Are you alright?”
“I’m… I’m fine… Ahh…”
“You surprised me, hugging me so suddenly.”
“Th-that’s… I was reminded of… my mother back home… Please, just let me stay like this for a… for a moment.”
Oh. That was something he could relate to. Kerry happened to be missing Titania quite a bit himself.
Of course, for Arwen, it was just a lie she’d told because she felt like her legs were about to give out.
With every touch of Kerry’s hand on her ear, Arwen’s smooth legs trembled softly.
“Her Majesty must have shown you affection by touching your ears, just like this.”
“…Yes. That’s right! That’s it… Hnnngh… I… miss my mother.”
Arwen’s breath came in ragged gasps.
Each time, her hot breath washed over his skin, making it easy to feel just how aroused she was.
Arwen was in ecstasy.
Every time he touched her ear, her pussy twitched below, leaking a thick slick.
She could feel it soaking her panties, but she couldn’t stop.
Just when she thought it might end, Kerry’s hand would find a new spot to gently and softly caress.
Each time, it was all she could do to swallow the moan that threatened to erupt from the back of her throat.
Arwen was pressed against Kerry.
Her two smooth legs were now trembling uncontrollably. The vibrations traveled directly into Kerry.
She takes after Titania. She’s very sensitive.
As Arwen’s legs quivered, he could feel her breasts pressed distinctly against him.
“Aahn… Nnngh… Haaaah…”
Arwen was now moaning openly, likely unaware that the sounds were even escaping her.
She was that lost in pleasure.
Kerry upped the tension with the two-handed caress he often used to send Titania over the edge.
His hands kneaded her ears from front and back, as if chewing on them.
Arwen hugged Kerry tightly.
Her hands gripped him with unconscious strength, her light pink lips clenched tight.
Just then, she caught sight of the others.
They were still gathered around a mural covered in ancient text they couldn’t even read.
In front of… in front of everyone, Sir Kerry is touching me… Haaahn!
More… Touch me more intensely, Sir Kerry.
Arwen’s juices trickled down her thigh.
Kerry gripped the tips of her ears with his thumb and index finger and began to rotate them.
An intense pleasure shot through both ears. The sensation traveled down from them, spreading through her entire body.
“Ah… Ahh… Ahhhnn… Hnngh!”
Arwen moaned, her eyes rolling halfway back into her head.
The depraved thrill of doing something so lewd with Kerry in front of the others only heightened her excitement.
Her mind filled with pleasure, and the only thing she could picture was the incredible size of Kerry’s cock she had once heard about.
She wanted to be with Kerry. She wanted to indulge in filthy, wet acts with him to her heart’s content.
But Arwen was the princess of Scandinavia. She knew her station.
She had been taught from a young age that a princess’s disgrace could lead to the disgrace of an entire nation.
That was why she had tried to be content with just having her ears touched, but that had been a grave miscalculation.
Just from her ears alone, Arwen was on the verge of coming. She was awakening more and more to pleasure.
A lewd, animalistic moan rose to the back of her throat, and her pleasure-dazed eyes rolled back in her head.
Her thick slick had soaked through her panties and was now trickling down her trembling legs.
Even in this state, she couldn’t bring herself to say stop. The pleasure Kerry gave her was too dizzying.
I should probably stop now.
Kerry was about to call it quits.
The scent of Arwen’s lewd slick lingered at the tip of his nose.
He hadn’t even shown off his real skills yet, but it seemed even this was too much for Arwen to handle.
It was then.
He heard a bursting sound from below.
It was the sound of Arwen squirting.
Pshhhh— Pssshhh— Spurt—
“Haaaahhhngh!”
In the end, unable to hold back, Arwen let out a scream-like moan, collapsing as she clung to Kerry.
Hey, why’d you have to scream so loud?
Kerry could have pretended not to notice whether Arwen squirted or did whatever else, but the rest of the party was a different story.
Sure enough, Arwen’s cry drew their attention.
They called out in worried voices.
“Princess? Princess! Are you alright?”
Fortunately, they were far enough away that they seemed to have misunderstood, thinking Arwen had collapsed in pain.
It wasn’t a bad situation, but if they got any closer, they would surely notice something was wrong from her slick-soaked legs and the smell.
In that instant.
As if realizing her mistake, Arwen gasped for breath and muttered softly.
“Purification…”
Instantly, the slick that had drenched her lower body vanished. The smell also dissipated into the air.
Only then did Kerry help Arwen to her feet.
“Princess Arwen. Are you alright?”
“I’m, I’m fine, Sir Kerry. My legs just gave out for a moment…”
Arwen had already returned to her innocent expression as she looked up at Kerry.
Though she couldn’t hide the blush of arousal on her face.
It was impressive, considering she had been leaking a thick fluid just moments before.
Victoria, the first to arrive, asked.
“Kerry, what happened all of a sudden?”
“I’m not entirely sure myself.”
“We should have the Saintess take a look at her right away.”
“Yes.”
The Saintess examined Arwen. But there was no way she would find anything wrong.
Arwen’s legs had simply given out from arousal.
The Saintess looked at Arwen and said.
“The princess is fine. It seems she just overexerted herself. Her heart rate is fast and she has a slight fever. It would be best for her to get some rest.”
Of course, those were all words Kerry had told her to say.
Arwen did, in fact, look like she had a fever.
Even purification couldn’t do anything about a face flushed with arousal.
Looking at her, Kerry said.
“It would be best for the princess to rest.”
“I will take Princess Arwen back to the village.”
Victoria volunteered readily. Kerry found it surprising but nodded his head.
Arwen disappeared into the distance, carried on Victoria’s back.
Victoria could feel through her back as Arwen’s hot body gradually cooled down.
In truth, Victoria knew.
She had been about to call out to Kerry while investigating the ruins. That’s when she saw him touching Arwen’s ears.
As a noble, Victoria possessed all sorts of trivial knowledge.
An elf’s ears are a sensitive erogenous zone. Kerry might not know, but there’s no way the princess, an elf herself, wouldn’t. And yet she allowed it?
A smile crept onto Victoria’s lips. So that was the relationship between Kerry and Arwen.
It seemed seducing Arwen would be easier than she thought.
My dream of sharing an honest love with everyone is getting closer.
If Arwen was in this state, all that was left was the Saintess and Lina.
She didn’t count Natasha. Seducing Natasha would be child’s play.
Victoria began to paint her grand picture, piece by piece.
*
Kerry continued to investigate the ruins with the remaining party members.
I don’t see any clues related to the Witch. Is this place a bust?
There was nothing that looked like a clue. The battle had just ended, and he felt bad for making the party drag this out any longer.
If a clue is going to show up, I wish it would hurry up.
Just then, he heard Natasha’s voice.
“Oh? A box!”
A box? Did she mean a treasure chest, in a place like this?
But the box was too shabby to be a treasure chest.
Natasha opened the old, dust-covered box.
Curious, Kerry moved closer. Natasha spoke in a disappointed tone.
“Aww, what’s this? It’s not a treasure chest.”
He hadn’t been expecting treasure in the first place.
Inside the box were what appeared to be daily necessities from the ancient civilization.
They were all old and worn out.
Then, something caught Kerry’s eye.
What’s this paper?
Kerry took out the paper and unfolded it.
It must have been magically treated, as the paper was still intact despite the long years.
On the paper was a drawing of the continent.
“It’s a map, husband. But it’s so old, it’s probably useless. None of the place names match up.”
“No, Natasha. This is a great find. Let’s head back for today.”
“Huh? I did a good job? Hehe.”
This old map depicted the geography from the time of the ancient civilization.
In the present day, it was no different from a map marking the locations of ruins.
With this, the Witch might be able to point out the next ruin where a clue might be found.
It’s time to go see the Witch.
The image of the Witch’s flushed face when they parted came to mind.
It was because he’d been deliberately avoiding sleeping with her recently.
This time, he was determined to hear her true feelings about sex.