Episode 47. Honeymoon, Travel (5)

I woke up with a start this morning. Even though I slept outdoors, maybe because of the tent, I felt less of that stiffness unique to sleeping outside. Winnie, who was driving the horse next to me…

‘Didn’t she sleep well?’

It seemed less like a problem with the sleeping arrangements and more like a problem with her sex drive. Last night, I came once and that was it, but Winnie only tasted her fingers a few times. It looked like lust and fatigue were hanging heavily under those hollow eyes.

“Heuaaam… Why do you sleep so little…”

“Since we spent so long preparing for the camping, the travel time is short, so I have to cut down on sleep to keep to the schedule.”

The distance we traveled on the first day was less than I expected. I don’t know the exact location because there are no buildings or villages to use as a reference, but the absolute travel time itself was short, so that’s probably the case.

“…We’re doing all this to live, let me sleep.”

“Sleep on the horse, then.”

“Are you telling me to fall off and die?”

Some of the barbarians actually do that. I can’t imitate them, though.

As she drove the horse in such a tired state, Winnie kept nodding off and trying to veer off the road. I’m worried she might actually fall off and get hurt. Normally, I would have asked what she did at night to be so weak like a drugged chick, but since I think I’m the cause, I feel sorry for her for no reason.

‘No, she shouldn’t have talked shit about me in the first place.’

Or she shouldn’t have gotten caught. Winnie threw away the opportunity. I was willing to do it.

Still, I thought she might really fall off and get hurt if she kept staggering like that, so I tried to support her somehow, but eventually stopped the horse.

“Are you that sleepy?”

“Sorry…”

“Tsk… Take your feet out.”

Winnie obediently took her feet out of the stirrups. I got off the horse, stood close to her, and lifted Winnie up as she was. Winnie, who was stirring her feet in the air without anything to step on, seemed to have shaken off her sleepiness, and she looked down at me with a reddened face.

“It’s dangerous to ride like this when you’re sleepy.”

I laid Winnie face down on the horse as if hanging laundry. This method was often used in the battlefield when escorting unconscious wounded soldiers. Some of them had their wounds worsened because the horse shook too much, but Winnie wasn’t injured, so there wouldn’t be such a problem.

“W-What is this.”

“Stay still. I’ll tie you up so you don’t fall off.”

“No! Don’t!”

Seeing her struggling to avoid being tied to the horse, it seems she’s already fully awake. Winnie, who barely set foot on the ground, gasped for breath. It was nice to see her butt so well in that position. Below the very short pants that barely covered her butt, black stockings with a strange sheen wrapped around her thighs. Because of those stockings, the bare skin between them, not covered by underwear or pants, seemed even more emphasized.

“I’ll wake myself up, so just wait a bit.”

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to look for some useful grass around here.”

To my eyes, it all just looked like common weeds scattered along the road. The kind of grass that the horses, resting while tied up, were chewing on. Winnie disappeared into the forest for a moment, and soon returned chewing on a few blades of grass. The bitter taste must have been strong, as she frowned deeply.

“What’s that?”

“It’s a type of herb. It has a stimulating effect to chase away sleep…”

“Really? Give me one too.”

“You get this.”

Winnie handed me a root. It was covered in dirt, so I grabbed it and shook it off.

“Why is mine different?”

“…The one I’m eating is good for women. It has some side effects for men… Do you want to try it?”

“No, I’m okay.”

I bit the end of the root slightly. I expected it to be bitter, but it had a surprisingly cool sweetness. It was just the right amount to take a piece at a time as a snack. I said to Winnie, who was staring at me expectantly, as if waiting for a reaction that it was hard to eat.

“Is there more?”

“That’s the only root I found right now. I’ll dig up more if I see them on the way.”

“So what is this good for?”

“It also keeps you from falling asleep. …It also gives you strength? It doesn’t have anything bad in it… I think?”

I was a little uneasy about her trailing off at the end, but it didn’t taste bad, so I kept eating it. She said it wasn’t bad for my body. Winnie was definitely a reliable woman when it came to herbs.

We traveled all day like that, but we didn’t reach the village Winnie mentioned.

“We’ll have to camp again today…”

“That’s because you spent more time getting off to pick things than moving.”

“No, did I do it for my own benefit? You ate everything I gave you and now you’re saying that.”

I don’t know how she finds them so well, but while I only see grass, Winnie manages to find and dig up herbs in it. I was about to tell her to stop, but after hearing the price of buying this in the city, I also lent a hand. That money would be a salary… Of course, I only got scolded for ruining all the grass.

“I told you that you could go quickly if you’re in such a hurry. I said you could do it on the way back.”

“No, it doesn’t change anything whether we go fast or slow.”

“…It might, though?”

“Huh?”

“Never mind. Anyway, set up the tent quickly. I’ll go gather firewood today.”

Winnie is making me do it today, perhaps because she was embarrassed that she failed to set up the tent. Since she’s small, this kind of work must be difficult. After setting up the tent and making a place to start a fire, Winnie returned with branches.

Tik, tik.

Winnie quickly started a fire with a flint. We boiled water and took out dried bread and jerky for dinner. The moon, slightly more tilted than yesterday, rose in the east. As I sat blankly thinking about what to do in Retinel, Winnie spoke to me.

“You set up the tent well.”

“…Yeah.”

I thought she was talking about the tent, but Winnie’s gaze was directed at me, not the tent. To be exact, towards my pants… towards my penis.

‘Why is it so big?’

It felt like it was twice as big as usual. It wasn’t actually that big, but my penis, which was vigorously erect and literally making a tent with my pants, was so big that it couldn’t be hidden even while sitting. Was there something strange mixed in with what I ate earlier?

“Should I… take care of you again today?”

I always feel this, but Winnie’s lips are especially slutty. The way they wriggle as she utters slutty words is slutty. Even though her lips aren’t that deeply colored, it seems like they’re hiding shyly, as if trying to be seen and not seen. But when she sucks my penis, they come out properly and squeeze the shaft, acting like they’re asserting that they’re here.

“Heuheung…”

Looking at that smile, I realized for sure. Winnie is a talented alchemist and quite knowledgeable about herbs. It wasn’t that there was a strange herb mixed in or that there were unexpected side effects, but Winnie was aiming for this from the start. Everything she fed me was for fatigue recovery, nourishment, and stimulation… It was effective in relieving fatigue and waking me up, but it was also good for stamina.

“Do you want me to…?”

“If it’s with your mouth…”

“Well… I don’t think it’ll end with just my mouth?”

Even as she said that, Winnie knelt down in front of me. Seeing that she always does it with her mouth even though she complains every day, it seems she really likes the taste of penis. I took off the hat covering her face and put my penis, which was thicker than usual, into Winnie’s mouth. Her jaw will probably hurt tomorrow morning.

Winnie’s small head shakes back and forth. I hadn’t paid attention to it usually, but the braids tied on both sides looked like handles. I unconsciously grabbed them. It would hurt if I pulled them, so I held her head with my hands. I held her hair as if making a ring with my index finger and thumb. I didn’t put any strength into it, just enjoyed Winnie’s service. I just stroked it with my hand on top of it.

She sucks diligently, as if it’s delicious even though she ate it yesterday and is eating it again today. My penis, which was already swollen to the point of bursting, was on the verge of ejaculation. I was just holding back because I wanted to enjoy this a little more. Winnie looked up as if checking my expression, then bit my penis slightly with her teeth.

“Euk!”

My penis, which had been sensitive to the limit, was startled by the unexpected pain. Normally, I would have shrunk back from the sharp pain, but my penis, as if drunk, was angry unlike usual. Winnie’s mouth became a cup and received all of the white, hot anger that it spewed out. Some of it couldn’t be contained and flowed slightly from her nose and smeared on her lips.

“Jjoop.”

The pink flesh swept over my penis, cleaning it neatly. As always, Winnie opened her mouth and showed what I had created. Red flesh was swimming in a white pond. That small tongue, which had licked her lips once, disappeared into her mouth, and Winnie’s throat moved with a gulping sound.

“…Heuheung. It’s thicker than usual.”

“What did you feed me?”

“Are you curious?”

Even though I came once, I’m not tired at all. I don’t feel the usual emptiness or exhaustion immediately after ejaculation. Winnie smiled brightly as I straightened my penis and looked at her with curious eyes.

“Hehe, I’m not going to tell you.”