45. Falling Blossoms (8)

Inside Bistern.

Though they grandly called themselves a beastfolk nation, it was nothing more than a rural village that happened to be large in size.

I found myself confined to a very small room in such a place.

Of course, they didn't physically lock the door or put handcuffs on me.

It was what you'd call standard hostage treatment—a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠procedure I was well acquainted with.

But perhaps because of that, it was even more boring.

Since ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠they couldn't treat me recklessly, they hardly even came into this room.

I couldn't go outside to look around, and there was no one to talk to either, so it wasn't exactly enjoyable.

"·········Hmm."

It would be nice if at least Rine were here.

Her fur was even softer than my hair, and it was hard to forget the addictive quality that made me want to keep touching it.

As I was soothing my boredom by imagining hugging Rine,

-Creeeak.

Finally, the room door opened and a pair of fox ears entered.

Ah, my apologies.

The leader of Bistern had entered.

Having spent the whole day imagining Rine's ears, now all I could see were beastfolk ears.

Anyway, he spoke to me the moment he entered.

"·····Why are you doing this to us?"

"How cold."

Starting a conversation with an interrogation right after entering.

At the very least, leaders should exchange introductions with each other.

"This one's name is Zero-d, no. It's Jaina von Belburg. The imperial princess of the Belburg Empire."

"·····I'm Ebram."

Only after finishing our introductions did we get to the main point.

"Please answer my previous question. What is the reason?"

·····The reason.

How should I phrase it and what answer should I try to elicit?

In noble councils or international negotiations, speaking indirectly and reading the atmosphere is the norm.

But did I really need to do that here too?

I decided to be straightforward.

"I want your people to not join hands with the Demon King's army."

"········."

Ebram looked at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me with an expressionless face.

I was curious what ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠reaction he would show since I threw it out there first, but the response that came back was—

"·····Sigh."

"·····?"

A deep sigh.

I was actually the one taken aback by that reaction.

Did I say something wrong?

Or was my delivery strange?

Even though I was the one who spoke, I reconsidered what I had said.

But no matter how much I thought about it, there was nothing that could be misunderstood in a particularly different way.

"It's not a problem you people can solve anyway."

"Still, tell me. We might be able to think of a solution together."

I wanted to hear that reason by any means necessary.

Couldn't we possibly figure out a solution together?

Ah, perhaps he's afraid of retaliation against me or the order members.

That seemed like a possibility.

So I quickly added more.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen just from hearing any reason."

Ebram looked at me with pity after I said that.

Then he spoke in a serious voice.

"There is one way for us to not side with the Demon King's army."

Had he finally decided to tell me?

I was quite pleased, but the answer that actually came from him was enough to make me flustered.

"A princess like you needs to bear a beastfolk child."

"Wh-what did you say···?"

That was clearly not something to say to a princess.

Nor was it something to say so casually to a woman.

Ebram's gaze slipped downward, toward my lower abdomen.

Instinctively sensing that gaze, I blocked it with my arm.

"····Eek."

"Sigh, anyway, we have no intention of touching you either."

Ebram turned his head as if he had no interest in my body.

"Return immediately at sunrise tomorrow."

After saying that, Ebram immediately tried to leave the room.

Then, without thinking, my hand reached out and grabbed his arm.

"What is it."

"·····That."

The moment Ebram turned his body—

Whoosh!

"Huh?!"

"?"

Suddenly, an incredibly intense scent from Ebram enveloped my face.

It was so intense that my thoughts momentarily stopped.

I managed to regain my composure within that scent.

"No, that's not it····."

"·········."

With no particular reaction, Ebram left the room.

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"·····Eek."

What was that?

That strange scent that suddenly assaulted me.

I'm not sure whether to call it a scent or an energy, but my body momentarily felt like it was floating.

At first, I thought it was some kind of threat to tell me not to speak to him.

But Ebram seemed completely unaware, and I was the only one who smelled that scent.

I somehow managed to regain my composure and send Ebram off, but.

Why did I grab Ebram's arm at that moment?

When he turned his head toward me, it was as if·····

As if he was about to pounce on me·····—

-Ooooh!

"Ugh?!"

As soon as that thought crossed my mind, my lower abdomen suddenly began to throb.

Wondering what was happening, I lifted my skirt to my lower abdomen and saw that my Crotch Tattoo, which was normally dark red, was burning bright red.

This was strange.

There was no reason for my Crotch Tattoo to react like this suddenly.

But my confusion was short-lived,

As I caught another whiff of Ebram's lingering scent in the air, blood rushed to my head in an instant.

"Th-this is strange····."

My body didn't feel like my own.

How should I put it. It felt like the boundary between my mind and body had dissolved.

"Haa, haa, huuuk?"

At the same time, my breathing became ragged.

What is this?

This sweet, cloying scent that makes my head feel fuzzy.

It was like some kind of drug.

But it wasn't that kind.

"Eek?! W-wait, something, something's coming·····?"

At that moment.

"Huuung?! Haak, haaang?!"

-Thump.

Suddenly feeling like my body was floating, all my strength drained away and I collapsed onto the bed.

"Ah, aah····?"

It's a familiar feeling.

This sensation that I could never forget.

Naturally, I knew what it was too.

Because it was none other than that climax I had felt so many times.

"Suddenly, why suddenly·····?"

Really, without any warning signs, without any orgasm.

A climax without reason—

·····No.

There was clearly only one reason.

Ebram's scent.

That thing that's probably pheromones or something.

It's been like this since it assaulted my body.

"Haa, haa."

But that wasn't the only problem.

The real problem wasn't that I suddenly experienced climax·····,

"Huuuk, huk, haaa····."

but the fact that my body continued to crave it.

That is,

·····both Ebram's pheromones and orgasm came upon me like a thirst, like hunger.

"Kkuuk, d-dammit····."

I couldn't muster any strength in my body.

But my body continued to tempt me.

If I just touch it a little,

If I just pleasure myself one more time,

The climax I'll feel next will definitely feel incredibly good.

It was so contradictory.

Lying on the bed with my legs spread vulgarly apart, I had no strength to move,

But if I intended to masturbate, strength suddenly welled up.

"Ah, I shouldn't·····."

This wasn't my room.

Moreover, I was clearly currently a hostage.

And yet, masturbating in this semi-confined room.

No matter how promiscuous a woman, no matter how much of a prostitute, no hostage would do something like masturbating.

-Squeeeeak·····.

"Haap?! Huuung·····."

I ended up unable to resist and my hand went to my pussy.

At first, it was just massage.

Using my middle and ring fingers, I slowly spread my pussy open.

Then I licked the middle finger of my other hand with my tongue.

"Uum, uum, tsup."

Honey-like love juice flowed from my pussy, which had become more flexible than before.

Next, I gently pressed and stimulated my clitoris.

"Huuung?! Haaauu···."

And having come this far, it was already too late to stop midway.

I finally inserted the finger I had been licking for a while into the hole.

-Squueeech.

"Hup?! Huup, huuung."

Of course it couldn't end here.

I inserted the finger deeper, feeling the vaginal pressure fully, then slowly pulled it out.

"Haaauung·····."

How on earth did that huge penis enter such a tight hole?

Even with just one of my fingers, it's this tight and stiff.

-Squick, squick, squick.

"Haat, haang, huuuk!"

Something.

Something was lacking.

So I instinctively fondled my breasts.

Then a voice escaped me without thinking.

"Haaang?! Hup!"

'I-I'm crazy·····.'

Should such a perverted voice come out just from touching my breasts?

But even as that thought occurred, I wanted greater, more intense pleasure.

-Sluurp, sluurrp.

I hurriedly threw off my clothes.

From my top to my skirt, and even my underwear—everything.

It was a boldness unimaginable for this being a Bistern building.

But the imagination that my moans might be heard and discovered only stimulated me more.

"Haa, haa, haa!"

I eventually surrendered to instinct.

I squeezed my breasts firmly and pinched my hardened nipples that had somehow become erect.

"Huuup?!!"

And simultaneously,

Even though it didn't seem like proper stimulation, something began to approach like before.

As if waves were crashing against my body—

-Buurururur

"Hik?! Hikkuuuuk!!"

My pelvis and thighs trembled violently as climax arrived.

"Aah····, not enoughee·····."

Honestly, the caressing wasn't even that intense.

Wasn't it too much to climax from just stimulating with one finger and my nipples?

So I felt lacking.

I inserted my finger again.

Since the previous time was insufficient, this time inserting two fingers.