Chapter 150: Stop Fighting and Have Sex (3)
"What are you doing, Senior?"
"Tch. I was trying to blend in quietly, but I guess I failed?"
"Of course you'd fail! The size difference between your breasts and hers is obvious!"
Looking at Zika beside her, the size difference was about threefold.
"Well, since things have come to this, I’ll say it formally. As the final loser of the War of Flowers, I’ve come to serve you."
Wait a second—does that mean Senior Cassandra counts too? Now that I think about it, it makes sense. After her defeat, the declaration of peace was made, so technically, it checks out.
"I was going to take Owen by force, but since I lost, it can’t be helped. You’re going to ravage me roughly now, right? Like in those knight novels?"
I didn’t know what kind of novels she was reading, but it was clear they were similar to the kind we secretly enjoyed.
"Why not? I’m not exactly lacking, am I?"
To be honest, Senior Cassandra, with her red hair and charming tear mole, was undoubtedly beautiful. But maybe because she was my senior, I couldn’t see her as a woman in that way.
And, more importantly, I still couldn’t get over her comment from yesterday: "Don’t wash it; just bring it as it is." That alone killed any sexual desire I might’ve had.
"Disappointing. Even more than when I found out one of my mothers was an orc."
"...How is it even possible for one of your mothers to be an orc?"
"Orcs raise children as a tribe. Plus, I’m from the East, so I probably have some orc blood mixed in."
She said it was something distant in her ancestry. Given Senior Cassandra’s extraordinary mana circuits, she was probably at least 95% human, with just a trace of demi-human lineage.
"If I want to pluck the flower traditionally, today is my last chance. Think about it. Whether it’s in the kingdom or abroad, is there any knight who could claim victory over me? I wouldn’t even consider that old man Ballor."
The only knight that came to mind was Duke Ballor. And given Senior Cassandra’s fame as the Crimson Flame of the East, there probably wasn’t a knight in the kingdom who’d dare to challenge her. It was unlikely for another miraculous duel like today’s to end with only minor injuries.
"I already have a prior engagement."
Zika, still blindfolded and unsure of the situation, perked up her ears, listening to our conversation.
"It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ve stayed a virgin for over 30 years; what’s a few more minutes? Besides, I’ve only read about this kind of thing in novels—I might as well treat it as preparation for what’s to come."
At this point, I couldn’t bring myself to chase her away.
'Well... maybe if I focus on Zika like I did last time, Senior Cassandra will eventually give up and leave on her own.'
With that thought, I pulled blindfolded Zika into my arms and started touching her right in front of Senior Cassandra.
"Ahn... You’re really doing this in front of the commander?"
"Yup. Unless you want to wait until later?"
"You’re leaving after tonight, aren’t you...?"
I might’ve rushed things a little, but I hadn’t expected this fiery redhead to crash the scene.
"It’s fine... if that’s what you want... Hah!"
I couldn’t see her enchanting, large eye because of the blindfold, but even without it, the sight of Zika, helpless and vulnerable in my arms, trembling as I touched her, was incredibly arousing.
With every squeeze of her chest, her nipples began to perk up. Meanwhile, her lower body, which I had been teasing and preparing earlier, was already responding. Even though I wasn’t directly touching her pussy, just tracing my fingers over her lower belly had her soaking my thighs with anticipation.
Her body shivered, as if overwhelmed, trying to escape my touch. But I relentlessly followed, teasing her belly and lightly tugging on the hair just above her most sensitive spot, driving her to the edge.
'This is oddly exciting, having someone else watching. It’s turning me on.'
I unzipped my pants to pull out my now fully prepared cock, which had been thoroughly primed by Zika’s warm juices.
"Oh, so this is what it looks like."
Her reaction was so calm for a virgin that it almost made me lose my momentum.
"Don’t misunderstand. Among savage tribes, there are men who walk around naked with their dicks swinging. I’ve seen more than enough of them. I’ve just never put one in my pussy before."
"Could you not talk about dicks and pussies like that? It’s completely ruining the mood."
"For someone saying that, your dick seems more than ready, just from touching Zika’s wet pussy."
How much experience did she have with cocks to gauge their arousal level by sight alone?
And seriously, how much were those savages swinging their junk around?!
"Ah... Wait a second... Before we start... I..."
Zika suddenly lifted her arms, revealing her armpits as she stretched them above her head.
"Could you tie me up... and press me down until I can’t breathe?"
'Huh? This position... wasn’t this... from when we escaped the cave?'
"Crush me until I can’t breathe... so I can’t escape..."
It seemed Zika had a masochistic streak. Then again, considering how aroused she’d been back in the cave, with her nipples hard and her body trembling, those events might’ve sparked some kind of sexual fantasy for her.
'But I’m heavier than I look...'
My body might not be as big as Dane’s, but I’m fairly tall and muscular. To operate my mana circuits, I’ve condensed several times the amount of muscle into my frame compared to an average person. If I were to enter the ocean, I’d probably sink rather than float—my weight is no joke.
Still, I tied Zika’s wrists and ankles tightly with some rope lying around, making sure not to hurt her. The result was a position very similar to how she had been restrained before.
'Wait, do I really need to follow her every word so recklessly?'
Deciding to tease her a bit, I leaned in and licked her cheek.
My cold tongue sliding across her cheek startled her. She visibly tensed, her nipples immediately hardening. I trailed my tongue like a snake, sliding down her neck, across her shoulder, and to the soft flesh on the inside of her arm. I sucked gently and even gave her a little bite.
By the way, being pinched in this spot already hurts quite a bit. Getting bitten? That’s a whole other level.
I moved my lips further down, rubbing them against her armpit to tickle her. Because her arms were tied, she couldn’t block me, leaving her completely exposed. This spot was a perfect gateway to her sides and chest, allowing me to transition from teasing her armpit to sucking on her side and then moving to her nipples.
Her soft cries, mixed with excitement, began to fill the room. My hands and mouth worked faster, exploring her bound, defenseless body. I flipped her over, pressing her down as she’d asked, intending to pin her with my weight.
'Actually… if I put my full weight on her, she might suffocate. Maybe I’ll hold myself up with one arm.'
With one hand supporting me, I slid my cock between the lewd triangle formed by her thighs and ass, pressing it into the soft gap where her thighs met her plump, fertile hips.
"Ah… ahhh… it’s so hot and hard… pressing against my ass…"
Even without direct penetration, her wide, soft hips and thighs enveloped me so perfectly that I could probably cum just from this. Because her ankles were tied, she couldn’t spread her legs. Instead, the tightness between her thighs created just the right amount of pressure to make the sensation incredible.
'This works surprisingly well.'
Initially, the friction of her thighs was a bit rough, but soon enough, Zika’s pussy began leaking enough warm, slippery juices to act as natural lubrication. The result? I could thrust as if I were actually inside her.
Lewd wet sounds began to echo as I moved. Though my cock wasn’t fully inside her, the mix of her thighs and the soft folds of her outer lips created an obscene, tantalizing sensation. Her body responded to every movement, her breath quickening, her bound thighs trembling with each thrust. Eventually, her blindfold slipped, revealing her eye, hazy with arousal.
Zika’s expression, flushed and shameless, was that of a completely submissive woman being ravished. Senior Cassandra, meanwhile, watched everything unfold with an unusually serious expression.
"So that’s how it’s done…"
While the cock’s original purpose might not be for this specific activity, as long as it felt good, who cared where it went?
'Is it because Senior Cassandra is watching? I feel like I’m getting more excited than usual!'
Caught between Zika’s thighs and the lewd triangle of her hips, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
Thick ropes of semen poured into the tight space between her thighs.
Zika, her face pressed against the blanket beneath her, shuddered as she felt me finish between her legs. Though the semen wasn’t inside her pussy, the sheer volume filled the space between her tightly pressed thighs, even pooling near her ass.
'It’s a bit devious, but… external ejaculation lowers the chance of pregnancy, doesn’t it?'
Of course, during our first time, I had already ejaculated inside her, essentially marking her as mine. Even if knights had higher fertility, there was no way she’d conceive from just one round, right? As long as I was careful moving forward, it should be fine.
Pulling back, I spread her thighs slightly, revealing the obscene mess I’d left behind. Her thighs were slick and sticky, filled with a frothy mix of her juices and my semen.
"This is how you draw it out."
"I see," Senior Cassandra said, nodding calmly as she stared at my cock, still slick with the mixture, and the mess between Zika’s legs.
"Alright, I’ve learned enough. Time to apply it in practice."
"Well then, see you!"
With that, Senior Cassandra, topless and unconcerned, left our quarters in a hurry.
For a moment, I sat there, dumbfounded, wondering what she was planning. Then, it hit me—she was going to put her newfound knowledge into action. Hastily, I pulled on my pants and bolted after her.
"No, no, no! This is bad!"
I had to stop her before our poor senior knight’s chastity was at risk.
"No, Cassandra! I have a wife I love…!"
"Stay still! I’m not going to eat you… let me see your back, your back!"
But why was she tying him up instead of demanding to be taken herself? And why was she climbing on top of him after pinning him down?
"Nooo! I object, I object!"
And so, the final night of our eastern expedition descended into chaos, ending in utter pandemonium.