Ch.123Trigger (2)

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Sylvia.

She was truly a remarkable woman to me in many ways.

Of course, my life experiences and relationships had been quite limited, but even taking that into account, I had never met anyone like Sylvia in my life.

I had never seen someone so famous, so beautiful, or so strong.

Perhaps that’s why,

Looking back, my days in this forest were neither lonely nor boring.

Although this life began from a terrible misfortune, every day with her was fascinating and incredibly exciting, and the nights we made love created the most brilliant memories of my life.

That’s probably why I was able to accept the fact that I had to be cut off from the world for the rest of my life with some degree of composure.

The more I reflect on it, Sylvia was the first intense and stimulating color my pure white life had ever encountered.

That passionate kiss that instantly rescued my body and mind as I sank into despair, plagued by anxiety and fear.

The intoxicating heat of that night when she embraced my back with her hot body, comforting me as I cowered weakly under the weight of my sins.

And all those countless hours we spent madly focused on each other, gradually learning the depths of each other’s bodies.

The days spent with Sylvia were filled with ecstasy and wonder that satisfied both body and mind.

Of course, there were definitely days when I was surprised in a bad way, but there were far more days when I was surprised in a good way.

However, among all those many surprising moments I had experienced until now, I had never been as surprised as I was today.

“…Sylvia, are you crazy?”

“Why… do you say that?”

“What do you mean why, inside…”

“Yes, that’s right.”

This surprise that stimulates my body again, even though I should be used to it by now.

But I was a bit confused.

Was I currently experiencing surprise accompanied by ecstatic joy, or was I feeling surprise accompanied by spine-chilling fear?

As the drowsiness faded away, the warmth and pleasure became clearer, and a strange sense of liberation spread through my brain like it was melting, while at the same time, I felt an indescribable chill creeping up from somewhere deep behind my back.

Amidst these conflicting waves of sensation, Sylvia’s sharp yet sweet moan flew into my eardrums like an arrow.

“…Ahh! Ha, I’ll show you… now.”

Sylvia trembled her buttocks and slowly raised her waist.

The skin that had been stuck together separated with a wet sound, and my manhood, which had been filling her hot crevice between her widely spread legs, slowly slid out.

“…What on earth…”

Though I pretended to be surprised as I spoke, I actually knew.

What she was trying to show me,

Unlike my mouth, which was babbling as if I hadn’t expected such an appalling act at all, my eyes were firmly fixed on the point of connection between her and me.

Finally, when my erect manhood completely pulled out of her with a moist, crisp sound, a thick, sticky white liquid gushed out from between Sylvia’s reddened folds.

Sylvia let out a short gasp and then said, exhaling her breath roughly.

“Haah… So this is what it feels like…”

“Good Lord…”

“It feels… so good.”

The sight of semen slowly flowing down her soft inner thighs was truly dizzying just to behold.

I had embraced her countless times already, but this moment brought the greatest excitement I had ever felt.

“Haah… ha, it feels so… so good…”

Sylvia seemed to still have lingering sensations in her lower body, gently swaying her pelvis back and forth as she lowered it onto my lower abdomen.

Even with just that movement, I could feel that her hot, plump pussy was completely ripe and soft.

If I were to lay her down right now and put myself inside her, I knew for certain that she wouldn’t refuse, and I would feel an ecstasy that would make my mind fly away.

She seemed to have noticed what I was thinking.

Sylvia spoke slowly and stickily, as if seducing me with her beautiful voice.

“Haah… why did I… hold back until now…? How foolish… mmh, knowing it would feel this good…”

“…”

“Ash, does it feel good for you too?”

I can feel my head getting hot and spinning.

Unlike usual when I would become hazy with pleasure, my vision was becoming clearer, as if not wanting to miss a single moment.

My head, boiling like a pot on high heat, was constantly suggesting that I should embrace her right now and thrust into her slit, which was already slick with my semen.

But at the same time, the dangerous future that liquid filling her womb might bring flashed through the back of my excited mind.

It felt like reason and pleasure were colliding head-on.

Biting my lip, I sided with the reason that was desperately trying to make me come to my senses.

“You know this isn’t right… Why, why did you do it?”

Sylvia slowly exhaled and sat up straight on my stomach, gently straddling me.

Splash

The sound of wet flesh meeting echoed seductively between her and me.

Sylvia twitched her waist slightly as if enjoying the afterglow, then slowly brushed her sweat-soaked hair back and opened her mouth.

Her voice, mixed with her heated breathing, was as lewd as her supple waist.

“…I wanted to… and I had to.”

“…”

What could that possibly mean?

For now, I could fully understand the part about wanting to.

Even on that first day when Sylvia and I joined bodies, she had wanted to hold my seed inside her.

No, she had tempted me to impregnate her during every intimate moment we shared.

Each time, I had alternated between persuasion and commands to calm her down, but honestly, I wasn’t immune to the same desires that boiled within her.

Could there be a more ecstatic experience than having the person you love carry your life?

What man in this world wouldn’t be happy if the woman he loves accepts everything of him?

And I couldn’t help but want to meet the lovely child who would be half her and half me.

No, no.

It’s all lies, just pretense.

While such noble mysteries of life and warm fantasies of family were certainly genuine, to be more honest, I too wanted to surrender to pleasure, engulfed in heat.

No, my more base truth was,

I wanted to thrust deep into her sticky pussy and cum inside.

Of course, fuck.

Why wouldn’t I?

When her sticky pussy wrapped around my cock, squeezing tightly as if begging, there’s no way it could be enjoyable to have to pull out of her pleasurable hole at that final moment of climax when my head feels like it’s about to explode.

I too wanted to enjoy desire and pleasure without any worries, filling the depths of her womb with my semen.

Even if the worst outcome occurred, it was clear that Sylvia would never resent me.

Even the terrible act of killing her own child, Sylvia would surely repeat it over and over if I wanted her to.

I wouldn’t have to take any responsibility, and could just enjoy the pleasure and stimulation she provided, and she would certainly not show any dissatisfaction with me.

I hesitated many times.

Many times I wanted to cross that line.

“…I wanted to do it too.”

“Yes… I know. Ash always tried to hold back until the very last moment…”

“…”

“You didn’t need to endure so painfully; you could have just cum inside me, but every time you gritted your teeth like that… Though that look was also very cute…”

“…Why did I hold back?”

Yet I never did it, not even once.

As Sylvia said, why did I try so hard not to cross that final line that both she and I wanted to cross?

“Because our child, whom we’ve never even seen, is precious to you?”

“…Ash?”

“It’s because of you, Sylvia.”

“…”

For some reason, tears welled up in my eyes.

The tears gathering in my eyes were as hot as my heated head.

My throat felt tight and stuffy, as if completely blocked.

I continued speaking, letting my voice ride on the wind sound that barely escaped through my constricted throat.

“I held back… because I didn’t want… to make Sylvia… go through… repeat… that kind of experience…”

“…”

I knew well how Sylvia had been broken after massacring Milwood Village.

Even though it couldn’t be helped, I could easily imagine how such a horrific event—having to kill a crawling child with her own hands—could destroy a person, especially after having burned the resurrected Layla myself.

What if it were her own child?

What if she had to kill her own newborn child with her own hands?

Could even a hero, even someone as strong as Sylvia, endure that?

No, it doesn’t matter.

Even if she could endure it, I didn’t want to make the person I love experience such sorrow.

I never, ever could.

That’s why I asked tearfully:

“You know it too… You definitely know…”

“…I do know, how much Ash cares for me… I know it well…”

I shouted, venting the anger that was welling up inside me.

“Then how can you say that! That you had to do it! This is something you absolutely shouldn’t have done! What were you thinking…!”

“No, I had to do it.”

Sylvia spoke in a resolute voice, not at all flustered by my anger.

“It was necessary, I had to do it.”

“That… that’s just, nonsensical…”

“Ash, listen to me.”

“You won’t even be able to breastfeed! Before the umbilical cord is even cut, it will try to strangle us with its powerless hands! How could you possi—mmph.”

Sylvia gently covered my mouth with her hand.

Then she slowly lowered her upper body until her large breasts pressed against my body.

Sylvia carefully rubbed away the tears on my cheek with the tip of her nose, then kissed my cheek once and my neck once.

Then she whispered in my ear and released her hand from my mouth.

“Ash… you are precious to me,”

“…Huh?”

“To me… no, to me too… our child, whom we’ve never even seen, is precious.”

Although I had reproached her by saying that a child she’d never seen couldn’t be precious to her, that didn’t mean I disliked our child.

Of course, Sylvia in front of me was far more precious than a child that doesn’t even exist yet, but that was only relative.

I too would have already created life with her if it weren’t for this cursed curse, and I would have loved our child so much.

I immediately understood that Sylvia had corrected herself to say “to me too” because she understood this about me.

“I’m going to have a child with Ash.”

“…If you do that,”

“I won’t kill this child.”

Sylvia whispered to me in a firm voice and slowly put her arms under my head to embrace me.

Slowly her body moved up over mine.

While I was momentarily distracted by the sensation of her large breasts brushing against my skin, Sylvia had already turned to lie on her side, holding my head in her arms.

I embraced her waist, as if by habit, very naturally.

It was the position, the posture we had embraced countless times, so my arms and body fit against her body like puzzle pieces.

Sylvia gently stroked the back of my head buried in her chest and said:

“You said it yesterday…”

“…”

“That you wanted to marry me. That you wanted to get married, so let’s go defeat the Demon Lord… You definitely said that.”

“…Yes.”

“Do you think I nodded to such a dangerous proposal because I wanted a wedding ceremony?”

“…”

One of Sylvia’s legs slowly lifted and rested on top of mine.

Her leg pulled my lower body close.

The tip of my manhood rested against her hot flesh between her spread legs.

“When Ash proposed marriage. When you said we should break the curse…”

“…”

“This is what I thought of first…”

I slowly lifted my face from her chest and looked at her face.

Sylvia’s cheeks were flushed red like roses.

“Do you… want to have a child?”

I didn’t know she liked children.

No, rather, judging from her previous statements and experiences, I had only thought that she wouldn’t particularly like children.

Sylvia nodded and answered.

“I want to have Ash’s child.”

“…But why now… After everything is over, we could…”

This time, shaking her head, Sylvia continued.

“I realized it during training today… Even though it’s just the first day, I could clearly tell… that this won’t work. That at this rate, Ash will certainly die during our journey.”

“…Ah,”

I finally understood why she had done this.

Even if she became pregnant at this moment, it would take ten months until childbirth.

But our story was expected to conclude before that.

Either defeating the Demon Lord or losing everything in defeat.

That conclusion would certainly come within the next two or three months at most.

“…What will you do if I die…”

“That’s why you can’t die. Ash… absolutely not.”

“…”

“Do you think I don’t know you? Ash, be honest. You think that even if you die during the journey, as long as you kill the Demon Lord, that would be acceptable in its own way, right?”

I couldn’t give any answer.

Sylvia’s observation was true.

Of course, I don’t want to die.

Taking Sylvia back to my hometown and living happily together was the ending I wanted and the future I dreamed of.

But even if I were to die at the hands of the Demon Lord at the end of our journey, I did think that as long as the Demon Lord died somehow, that would also be a not-so-bad ending in its own way.

The world would escape the crisis of destruction, and Sylvia could return to society and receive the gratitude and rewards she deserved for what she had protected.

“…No, I hate that. Ash… I can’t be without you. If you die, I’ll hang myself the moment I’m freed from the curse.”

“Sylvia,”

“So, be more determined. I know it’s hard, but somehow overcome the training. You must survive.”

“…”

“That’s what I wanted, that’s why I agreed to your proposal.”

Sylvia slowly put her hand on my shoulder and rolled me onto my side.

Then, just like the scene I saw when I woke up earlier, she straddled me once more.

But this time, she sat not on my lower abdomen, but a little lower.

It was a precarious position where the tip of my manhood could slip into her hot crevice at any moment.

Sylvia looked down at me and said:

“Ash. Starting today, for a month, I’m going to have sex with you every day. And every day, I’m going to receive your baby juice inside my pussy.”

“…”

“And I’m going to give birth to this child. I’m going to raise it. So Ash… if you want to save our child, if you want to see our child grow up, you must survive.”

“…”

“I’ll give you a reason to survive…”

Sylvia bent her knees, raised her waist, grabbed my manhood, and rubbed it between her thighs.

As soon as her touch reached it, my hardened member naturally curved toward her entrance, and she gently guided it.

“Impregnate me… Ash.”

“…”

I raised my upper body and pushed Sylvia away.

“…Ash?”

Silently, I grabbed Sylvia’s shoulders, pushed her, and pressed her down firmly.

With her strength, she could have easily resisted, but she collapsed helplessly under my touch, sprawling on the floor.

I grabbed a handful of her fallen chest and took a bite.

“Ahh,”

Hearing the sweet moan that came with a twitch, I gently bit her nipple.

Sylvia’s waist lifted slightly.

“Ah, mmh, Ash…”

I licked and bit her breasts, caressing them until she pushed me away with her hands.

When I finally heard her heated voice saying “stop” after breathing increasingly roughly,

I slowly removed my mouth from her chest.

A long thread of saliva stretched between my lips and her nipple, then broke in the middle and fell.

I slowly straightened my waist, raised my upper body, and looked down at Sylvia.

Not just her face, but her collarbone and upper chest were flushed red, her shoulders occasionally twitched irregularly, and only the moist gleam in her eyes was clearly visible in the darkness.

One of Sylvia’s hands had already gone between her legs, touching herself.

“…”

“Ash… do it,”

“…”

“Quickly… now, put it in, impregnate me.”

“…Ha,”

I nodded.

“Spread your legs, Sylvia.”

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