This is a guest room in the long-established hot spring inn, ‘Saint Holiday’, located in Noppe Town. Noppe Town is a small post town known as a hidden hot spring associated with Saint Tachibana.
This guest room is said to have excellent soundproofing due to its thick walls and sliding doors. In other words, it is a ‘love nest’ for the two lovers…
Last night, we were sleep-deprived due to the incessant orgy involving Notter Midgar and the three beautiful Level 2 slaves under his command.
Moreover, this morning, Notter, who took a fancy to Astarotte washing her face by the well, is persistently pursuing her, asking her to be sold as a slave.
Astarotte is depressed because that pervert Notter has molested her breasts.
Originally, it was Kirika’s turn for night duty tonight, but she seems to have taken Astarotte’s place because she couldn’t bear to see her.
Astarotte, dressed as a courtesan from the Kasan nation, was left behind, and Kirika closed the doors and returned.
Astarotte, left alone, is looking at me with a flushed face.
“Come closer, Astarotte.”
“I… my chest feels so fluttery and embarrassing. And… my body was defiled by that pervert. It was a supreme body that Hal-sama so meticulously created for me… I shouldn’t harbor even the slightest infidelity…”
Astarotte stands at the entrance, reluctant to move.
“I… I’ve lost my right to be loved by Hal-sama.”
As Astarotte lowered her head, transparent tears streamed down her cheeks.
“…Kya!?”
“It’s alright, Astarotte. You’re still pure. It was like being bitten by a mad dog… You’ve done nothing wrong, nothing at all!”
I got up from the futon and hugged Astarotte. I had given Astarotte, formerly a low-ranking demon and succubus, the form of a maiden that I idealize. And surprisingly, I couldn’t bring myself to scold the diligent Astarotte. I held Astarotte tightly, very tightly. Astarotte initially tried to escape from me, but I soon realized she was hugging me back. Even through her thick kimono, I could somehow discern the softness of Astarotte’s body and the faint, sweet scent of her feminine form, hidden beneath the smell of soap. I could also feel the warmth of her body. Astarotte’s breathing and the beating of her heart were unusually loud. Of course, Astarotte must have been feeling my warmth too, and she gradually leaned her weight against me, slumping down. Recognizing this weight as Astarotte’s presence, I found even that endearing.
“May I touch your breasts?”
“…Yes… Hal-sama. This body is also Hal-sama’s.”
Astarotte hesitated at my question but eventually granted permission. I carefully moved behind Astarotte and gently placed my palm on the swell of her breasts. Instantly, Astarotte’s breaths grew ragged, and her body stiffened with tension.
“…Ah…”
As my palm touched her chest, Astarotte let out a soft moan and squirmed slightly.
“Are you scared?”
“No, I was just a little surprised.”
Is this innocent reaction due to her shame from having her breasts molested by that pervert? Or is it fear stemming from her succubus origins…? Astarotte is overreacting to physical contact tonight. But such an Astarotte is incredibly cute.
Meanwhile, I viewed the three vampire sisters, who had been reduced to summoned beasts, merely as disposable pawns. Of course, I have no intention of carelessly sacrificing their lives, but in the upcoming battle against the high-ranking demon Barberu, I plan to use them as a “meat shield” to protect the party members, making them stand at the forefront. Therefore, maintaining distance is crucial to avoid becoming overly attached.
“…Ah…… Yan! …Ah… Ah… Ah… ♡…”
As I embraced her from behind, her elegantly tied silver hair revealed a strangely alluring nape and the base of her hair. No, in her Oiran attire, a luxurious prostitute, part of her back was also visible through the opening of her collar. Furthermore, the bright red hadajuban she wore as undergarments also stimulated my desire. Unable to resist, I kissed Astarotte’s nape and then licked it. A soft moan escaped Astarotte’s lips along with a hot breath. *Chu, chu, chu~, Lick, lick, lick, slur, slur.* Astarotte’s body tasted as sweet as molasses candy. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it forbidden fruit. Seeing Astarotte’s flushed reaction, my groin also responded. The thought of allowing that pervert to touch such a wonderful beautiful girl evoked a sense of self-reproach, which surfaced and then subsided.
“…Ah… Ah… Hyang!? …No, don’t… Ah… ♡… Mm…”
Lick, lick, lick, chu, chu, bite, slurp, slurp, munch, munch, munch. I licked Astarotte’s neck and then gently bit her right earlobe. Astarotte’s earlobe is also one of her erogenous zones, and while I heard confused screams and sounds of rejection, I continued to caress it. Then, Astarotte’s legs grew weak. I picked up Astarotte, held her in a princess carry, and took her to tonight’s bed. Unlike usual, it was difficult to lay her down on the futon spread on the tatami. Using a bed would have been easier in situations like this. However, for the sake of my pride as a man, I couldn’t just throw Astarotte, whom I was holding, aside.
“Hal-sama, are you alright? You seem to be breathing heavily…”
“I-I’m fine, Astarotte. More importantly, could you kiss me?”
*Chu* ♡. A kiss of affection was placed on my left cheek as I brought my face closer.
“Thank you, Astarotte. Now, let’s have a lover’s deep kiss.”
“I-I’m embarrassed, but I’ll try my best.”
*Smack~, chu, chu, chu, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick.* Following my instructions, Astarotte brought her lovely lips, like cherry-blossom shells, close to mine and began to deep kiss me. Her arms wrapped around the back of my head, fixing me, while her small, parted lips extended, her tongue intruding into my oral cavity, exchanging saliva as it intertwined with mine. I also held Astarotte’s head and sucked on her. In the bedroom, illuminated by the flickering lamplight, the wet, lewd sounds of the deep kiss echoed. Occasionally, moths flew into the flame of the lamp wick, and the sound of them scorching could be heard—*Zzzzz*. In the brief moment when our minds wandered, I laid Astarotte down on the futon. I anticipated Astarotte would be overly protective of her breasts tonight. So, I decided to caress her genitals instead.
“Ha-Hal-sama… What are you doing!?”
Astarotte’s voice was filled with confusion.
“I’m going to lick your honey (Love Juice).”
I grabbed the hem of her kimono and slowly lifted it up.
“Yan! ♡ I’m embarrassed…”
Astarotte covered her bright red face with both hands out of shame. Naturally, her lower body was exposed defenselessly. Along with the Oiran kimono, I also lifted up the bright red hadajuban. Then, starting from her waist, where the sash was tied, her lower body was gradually revealed. Following her feet clad in pure white tabi, her calves and knees appeared, followed by her alluring thighs. Then, the crotch area, the base of her legs, became visible. As expected, she was not wearing any vulgar undergarments like panties, and her tightly closed labia became visible.
*Chu* ♡.
“H-Hyang!!”
I kissed her clitoral hood, located at the upper end of the slit of her young secret. Astarotte’s clitoral hood was very soft and elastic. It tasted like paradise, something that pervert could never even imagine. No, it might be the taste of forbidden fruit. *Bite, gnaw, gnaw, slurp, slurp, lick, lick, lick.*
“…Hyaaaaann, an an an, Masterrrr, Hyaaaaannn.”
Her clitoris, the most sensitive part of a woman’s body, appeared. I held the swollen bean (clitoris) in my lips and massaged it. Intense moans and gasps escaped Astarotte’s mouth, and she tried to press her head with both hands to escape my caresses, but it was impossible. Pulling my mouth away and observing her labia, I saw that love juice was overflowing from the slit, with some of it flowing and wetting the futon. It was… soggy and gooey.
“Astarotte, your lower mouth is… soggy! You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”
“D-Don’t say that! Hyaann!! My finger is inside your vagina… Ahhh… ♡ Ha-Hal-sama, don’t knead it so hard!!”
*Nupunu, slurp, slurp, slurp, guchuguchu.* My right middle finger searched within her labia and found her pussy opening. Astarotte’s secret slit was slippery, warm, and very delicate. My fingertip, sinking in, searched for the pussy opening and delved deeper. Inside the female vessel (pussy), I felt soft protrusions coated in love juice clinging to my fingertips, welcoming my glorious penis. I was so close to ejaculating from the sheer pleasure, but I managed to hold back and kneaded the inside of the flesh pot (pussy) with my fingers. The honey pot (pussy) was melting and gooey. I increased the number of fingers to two, my middle and index fingers, reversed my grip, and stimulated her clitoris with the pad of my thumb simultaneously.
*Guchu, guchu, guchu, guchu, guchuguchu, gutchu, gutchu.*
“…An… An… An… Ahh… ♡… An… Ahhh… ♡…”
Astarotte’s labia began to spurt fluid rhythmically, and a shameful puddle spread across the futon.
“There, there, there, go for it, Astarotte.”
*Guchu, guchu, guchu, guchaugucha.*
“…Ahhh… ♡ Ahh, ahh, ahh… ♡… Ahh ahh ahh, Noooo!!”
*Pshuuu, Shaaaarrrr.* Then, Astarotte lost control and scattered holy water (piss) with a splash. The shameful stain on the futon became a shameful puddle, spreading with steam.
I couldn’t sleep like this, so I decided to cast ‘Washing’ magic and start over. Astarotte seemed to have reached orgasm from my intense fingerwork and was now limp. However, my penis was on the verge of exploding.
The futon was clean, but Astarotte’s wet pussy was still soggy. I lifted the hem of my yukata, took out my penis, and without hesitation, pushed into Astarotte’s pussy opening with a *slurp*. My penis also seemed to rejoice in the exquisite pussy opening, becoming painfully engorged and as hard as steel. Pushing apart the vaginal walls, my penis advanced. As an afterthought, I pinched her clitoris, and Astarotte’s body arched backward, her vaginal walls contracting to tighten around my penis. Confirming that the urethral opening had advanced to just before the cervix, I embraced Astarotte’s back and began thrusting and withdrawing.
“An, an, an, an, Ahh, Ahhh… ♡ Ahhh, Ahhhahhhahhh.”
*Gucha, gucha, gucha, gucha.*
*Pan, pan, pan, pan.*
“Ahhh… ♡ Ahh, ahh, ahh ahh… I-Iguu!!”
“There, there, there, there, go again!!”
*Dopyuuuuu!!* This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously and relaxed. And, perhaps due to the lack of sleep last night, my consciousness faded while still connected to Astarotte. Astarotte had a peaceful sleeping face, as if a burden had been lifted. Surely, her anxiety had been dispelled. Still… is this what heavenly bliss feels like…?
Thank you for reading.
Episode 40-11: Dream Crossing ① △ has been scheduled for release at midnight on February 27th.
