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354 Side Story – A Day of Grace

The soft patter of footsteps, gray hair swaying in rhythm, shoulders bobbing, and hands clasped tight as if refusing to let go.

Our date merely involved restocking supplies in the artisans’ district, yet Grace seemed delighted, humming softly without pause. Seeing her so happy, I had no choice but to ditch my plans of holing up in my room browsing the internet.

Following her alluringly swaying hair, we arrived at the bustling marketplace that greeted us as always.

“Fresh fruit from the south!”

“Hey! Why are you cutting the straw if you’re not buying?”

“Dried rations for adventurers, just in!”

A confident woman placing fresh bread on her stand, a bearded blacksmith grumbling irritably, a youth lazily waving a sign to promote his shop…

A nostalgic scene.

If only this wasn’t inside the Tower.

“My, my. To think a market like this would spring up inside the Tower.”

“It’s all thanks to Roland’s efforts.”

“I didn’t do it alone, you know.”

As I gazed at this strange yet familiar sight, Grace’s sudden praise caught me off guard. Her compliment made me blush, causing her lips to curl into a mischievous smirk.

Thus began our shopping trip, strolling slowly through the market streets, playfully insisting, “It’s all thanks to you~”

Browsing various equipment – alchemical arrowheads, reinforced bowstrings, enchanted finger guards, and more – our shopping soon evolved. We found ourselves buying greasy chicken and cool beer instead of gear.

“Phew, it’s cold!”

“Drink slowly, you’ll get indigestion.”

Two hands clasped tight, evening meal and cool drinks following the shopping… Anyone with an ounce of sense would know what comes next.

When Grace, grinning from the moderate buzz, paused on the stairs to our lodgings with a mysterious smile, I wrapped my arm around her waist without hesitation. Her slim yet curvy figure fit perfectly in my arms.

As I held her toned body firmly and slowly climbed the stairs, Grace nuzzled my chest affectionately, like a cat demanding attention.

“Ah… This is nice, really.”

“You’re drunk already from just that?”

“Hey, I drank quite a bit, you know?”

Sometimes she pressed her head against my chest like a cat, other times she clung to me like a puppy, slowing her steps.

Indulging her clinginess, I headed straight for the bed without hesitation. Her ears flushed red, for reasons beyond the alcohol.

Still, judging by how she matched my pace despite her slowed steps, she didn’t seem to mind.

Gently pushing her in front of the bed, Grace dramatically cried “Kyaah~” and leapt onto it. True to her agile character, she executed a near-backflip, landing on her backside while striking an alluring pose.

“Ah, wait a sec…”

“What is it?”

“We haven’t washed up yet…”

Half-sitting, half-lying on the bed, supporting her upper body with her forearms – that seductive posture. Without hesitation, I climbed onto the bed and pressed down on her, eliciting a soft murmur.

Of course, I had no reason to stop at such a meaningless protest. We hadn’t engaged in intense combat, just strolled through the market a bit. A senior adventurer wouldn’t even break a sweat from that.

Indeed, when I buried my nose in her heaving bosom and took a deep breath, I only caught the pleasant scent of her skin and the sweet fragrance of her hair.

“D-don’t sniff me so openly, really!”

“What’s wrong with it? You smell nice.”

Pressing my nose into her cleavage like a dog searching for food, she grabbed my shoulders and neck, seemingly flustered. But I wasn’t about to stop, so our position naturally shifted into an embrace.

How cute – she acts so slick when teasing, but gets flustered when I take the initiative. Thinking this, I slipped my hand around her waist as if we were wrestling.

Uncomfortable in skirts, she typically wore pants that showed off her legs even when dressing up, so undressing her required some effort. I didn’t mind following behind for the view, but it was a bit inconvenient in bed.

“Hnng…!”

Seeing her too flustered to lift her hips, I grabbed her firm buttocks and lifted them myself, causing her hot breath to escape.

Perhaps feeling embarrassed by my unexpectedly fierce approach, or thinking her breath smelled of alcohol, she hastily grabbed a pillow to cover her face. This ignited both my lust and mischief simultaneously.

“Are you going to hide your face? I want to see it.”

“Only at times like this… do you say such embarrassing things…”

As if covering her face would make me behave.

Her shirt had ridden up from me nuzzling her cleavage, revealing her taut lower abdomen quivering below. The thin panties, soaked through, were fully exposed within the pants I’d forcibly removed.

Unlike when I pounced on her drunk, she seemed to have planned for this date. Her underwear was delicate, lacy, and so thin it barely deserved to be called fabric. Thanks to that, her pubic mound was fully visible.

Her panties had slipped down slightly with her pants, revealing a thin patch of gray pubic hair. Gently caressing it, the bristly sensation was addictive. The delicate lace panties and meticulously groomed hair made it clear she had prepared thoroughly, which turned me on.

“Why are you… touching there…”

“Hmm? I can’t hear you clearly.”

“Really, only in bed… do you become like this…”

With both her hands busy covering her face, her body was left defenseless, and I took aim.

One hand wrapped around her waist, gripping her firm buttocks that pressed into the mattress like a handle. The other hand embraced her legs, preventing her from moving an inch, let alone escaping.

Ignoring her muffled mumbling through the pillow, I pressed my lips to her quivering navel, kissing it repeatedly. Then I moved lower and lower, following the smooth lines of her abs down to her pubic mound and vulva.

The destination of my playfully stamping lips was, of course, her clit, which had perked up from the ticklish caress. I pressed my lips firmly against the cute little bean that had tensed up from the approaching warm breath.

“Hnng, haaah- Don’t, don’t breathe there…”

“Does it feel good?”

“D-don’t blow air there… Ah~”

As I tormented her bean with exaggerated slurping sounds, her body thrashed in my arms like a large fish caught by an angler.

Her large buttocks smacked against the mattress, and her firmly held legs struggled to relieve the pleasure, but… I wasn’t about to let go when we’d barely started. I lay flat on my stomach, pinning down her lower body, and buried my face between her legs.

Thanks to this, her legs spread wide, slapping against the wet mattress as they searched for freedom. Each time I licked her bean with a slurp and pressed it with my lips teasingly, she flailed about until finally wrapping her legs around my body and holding on tight.

Finding her futile resistance adorable, I planted kisses on her plump, honey-dripping p*ssy mound before moving lower and lower again.

When I grazed my lips against the inside of her thighs and calves as if stamping them, she seemed to feel more ticklish than pleasured. Grace, catching her breath, whined while still hugging the pillow tightly.

“Really, what are you doing so suddenly… Aahn-“

“Your legs are just too pretty.”

Perhaps she noticed my affection as I kissed from her thighs past her calves to her ankles, massaging them. With a strangely relaxed, languid voice, she even loosened her grip on the pillow, prompting me to reach for it.

“Nngh- Pervert- You’re leaving me speechless… Ah! Give me back the pillow!”

“No. Your legs may be pretty, but your face is prettier. Why should I?”

“No, you… really-“

Sure enough, her face had long since melted into a goofy expression beneath the pillow. Her cheeks flushed with heat and her reddened earlobes were too cute, so I leaned down again, pressing against her.

Perhaps it was because she saw me approaching, staring intently at her face. She closed her eyes naturally and puckered her lips slightly, ready to respond to the kiss… and I thrust my hips forward.

With one leg still in my grasp and me wedged between her thighs, she seemed to have truly forgotten as she focused on the kiss. Her soft brown eyes flew open wide in surprise.

“Hiiik…”

Sucking in the tongue that had slipped out between her parted lips in shock at the sudden insertion, I began to move my hips slowly.

Slurp, sluuurp――

Squelch squelch squelch――

My thick c*ck pushed through the resistance of her tight ranger p*ssy, which clenched firmly despite having experienced this invasion many times before. Each time I moved my hips back and forth, her walls stroked my shaft, trying to milk out my semen.

At the same time, Grace wrapped her arms and legs around me, ranger-style. Though she let out weak moans of “Ungh-” from her mouth, she entwined her body around me like a hunter’s trap, seemingly with no intention of letting go easily.

“Hnng, haah- Can’t… can’t breathe… Ah-“

Slender legs wrapped around my waist, firm breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust of my c*ck, a ranger p*ssy adapting to accept only me, and small lips making sucking noises as she tried to maintain our kiss despite her labored breathing.

From touch to sight, smell, sound, and perhaps even taste – as she clung to me, satisfying all five senses, my hip movements gradually quickened.

Splish splash slap slap――

“Uh, ungh, my belly, the pressure-“

The lewd sound of sweaty flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. As the pleasure continued, her slender legs finally went limp, sprawling across the wet mattress.

Brrrrr-

Finally, the vicious meat pierced through the ranger p*ssy that had given up in our power struggle, spewing white turbid fluid deep inside without hesitation, marking its territory in the most precious part of a woman.

“Aahh- It’s, it’s good…”

“Feels good, right? Then… shall we continue?”

“Mmm, just, just a little break, okay?”

Of course, though I paused briefly, caught by the ranger who pleaded with coquettish charm right after my long climax… there was still plenty of time before sunrise.

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