Ch.134Night on a Deserted Island with an Enemy Female Soldier (2) – Censored

How did I end up here?

There’s no way to explain it other than getting caught up in the moment.

Under the night sky, Rachel looked incredibly cute and lovable. I wanted to hold her. Love her. Embrace her. She was so beautiful that I couldn’t think of anything else.

We sought each other without either of us making the first move.

Rachel leaned gently against me. Her eyes sparkled like melted gold.

“Erich…”

This woman who was once my enemy calls my name. Pitifully, as if she needs no one but me.

It’s maddening.

My heart won’t settle down because this situation is so tense.

“I like you, Erich, I like you…”

Different country, different language.

Different culture, different religion, different way of thinking.

All those barriers were helplessly crumbling before the blade of man and woman.

“I, I can’t live without you anymore. You can love other women too, I don’t mind being the last one… Please, just stay by my side.”

I can’t understand what she’s saying.

But I understood. Every single word.

I carefully removed her clothes to reassure those trembling golden eyes. I caressed her warm skin, feeling her body heat.

“Lift your legs.”

“Okay.”

“Your arms too.”

“O-okay…”

Her timid responses trigger my protective instinct.

Unwrapped, Rachel was like a pair of perfectly ripened cherries. Her flesh glistening in the moonlight looked delicious. Her scent was sweet, like a lily waiting for pollination.

“Erich, I… I’ve been waiting for this.”

“You’ve been patient enough, Rachel.”

“It’s all your fault.”

“It’s all your fault.”

“You keep being nice to me, tempting me…”

“You keep showing me this side of you, hah.”

I can’t hold back anymore. The string of abstinence I’d barely kept tied has come undone.

Rachel and I kissed.

As I stroked her back with a deep kiss, Rachel flinched her shoulders. I grabbed both her hands and pushed deeper.

We shared the night sky and starlight, passionately yet tenderly.

Her response isn’t bad. She must have wanted this.

“Hah, mmm…”

Could I hear an even better voice?

I gathered my courage and grasped her everywhere I could reach.

“Ah, no…”

“You don’t like it?”

“I’m scared.”

“Should I stop then?”

“No…”

What am I supposed to do?

Still, we’ve built up a rhythm together over time.

In battle, when finding food, when standing night watch.

From the beginning, we’ve acted as if we know each other too well.

It shouldn’t be any different now.

Let’s ignore the vague fear. Compared to the life-or-death situations we’ve faced until now, this is nothing. I just need to move as she entrusts her body to me.

We communicated with our eyes.

I moved my hands and mouth, pushing past the faintly felt resistance.

“Oh…”

The sudden touch is bewildering.

Rachel flinched like a startled squirrel. She blinked her moist eyes and asked.

“…Does it hurt?”

“No, that’s not it…”

“You don’t like it?”

“No, I like it.”

“Then I, this. Aah.”

Rachel opened her mouth and exhaled hot breath.

“Can I?”

I’m not sure what she’s asking permission to do, but I nodded.

I can trust Rachel.

I can trust her with everything I have.

But my heart sank at Rachel’s next action. She pushed me down and did something completely unexpected.

She began to sing a sticky desire, rolling her soft tongue.

Rachel hums with nasal sounds like a little tune. The ticklish breath that intermittently blows out makes my mind hazy.

I’m being devoured.

Being consumed.

I feel like I’m going to be swallowed by the sweet melody.

My heartbeat synchronized with Rachel’s breath.

Just as the pleasure striking my brain was about to reach my chin, unfortunately, Rachel’s first performance ended.

“No, not yet…”

But that wasn’t the complete end.

Everything until now was just the prelude.

Rachel was speaking with her body. Saying she would now play the proper movement. And that movement could never be completed unless we matched our rhythm together.

I play you.

You play me.

Only by becoming each other’s instruments and performing a duet can we reach the finale.

“Erich, hurry…”

“…Hah.”

I sighed and responded to her call.

Using all five senses, I tuned Rachel like an instrument and played her with all my might.

We keep going off-key.

Even when sound comes out, it’s difficult to make it smooth.

But we were getting better.

We’re becoming more familiar with each passing moment. I’ve learned the sensations. I know the right position and the appropriate rhythm.

Above all, harmony is important.

I thrust into Rachel, and Rachel embraces me, finding the right rhythm for both of us.

Following our desires.

As our affection commands.

Even the sea foam calms as love flows like skipping stones. The deeper I dug into Rachel, the more I could tell her melody was tinged with ecstasy.

As I held Rachel tightly like that, at some point I pulled out with a sensation like a spasm.

“Whew.”

As the heat subsided, dissatisfaction appeared on Rachel’s face.

“Why, why are you stopping…”

“Rachel.”

“Huh? Oh, yes.”

Though I only called her name, Rachel nodded. She caught her breath.

Our gazes met once more.

I asked.

Rachel answered.

Rachel turned around and crawled into the sea. Finding a suitable spot, she silently let me hear only her breathing.

No specific conversation took place.

Yet I was certain. And I made a promise.

Yes, we’ve come this far.

Let’s commit to this completely.

“Rachel.”

I sacrifice myself to myself. For this moment, I will make you the happiest woman in the world. In return, I’ll give my all, my life.

“Relax.”

I grabbed Rachel’s waist.

She cried out with a beautiful voice.

I poured everything I had into the woman before me.

“Wait, this, this is strange… it’s hot…”

Every time the waves scraped the sand, Rachel responded strongly. Sticky sweat and salty seawater mixed, pickling our lungs.

I’ve done all I can.

Is this enough?

“No…”

“You don’t like it?”

“Once isn’t enough…”

Rachel turned around and continued the interlude in the same way as before. Her heated breath reaches my spine and races through me. My body, which had been cooling in the incoming seawater, heated up again.

“Where on earth did you learn this?”

“Hmm?”

Rachel looks at me with eyes that don’t understand.

It doesn’t seem like she’s pretending.

Then did she figure it out on her own? A girl who says this is her first time?

Perhaps she’s a woman with natural talent for physical activities?

“Erich, more, more…”

She must be a genius.

After the short interlude ended, the second movement began immediately. We rolled around half-buried in the water before coming ashore. We found the most stable performance method while adjusting to each other in various ways.

Damn, as expected of a Dragon Rider…

But the position we just found was indeed the most comfortable. Maybe because Rachel was so skilled in this area, it was easy to move.

And so the second movement ended, followed by the third, the fourth.

Our song continued until dawn.

“Ugh.”

My consciousness broke and returned several times. I think I dozed off in the middle. It was amazing that we continued making love without interruption during this time.

“Rachel, Rachel?”

“Mmm.”

“It’s morning. We need to start moving now.”

“Mm, yes, moving, I’m, I’m moving…”

After examining Rachel carefully, I could tell she was half out of her mind. Everything she was doing now was instinctual.

I’m tired.

This must be what it feels like to be wrung dry.

At this rate, we might be discovered by the other female soldiers. Barely holding onto my reason, I managed to separate from Rachel and dressed her first. This is the first time in my life that my physical stamina ran out before my magical power.

“The sun’s up. Move quickly, quickly!”

“Ah, ah…? Already?”

What do you mean ‘already,’ you troublemaker.

***

It was while Erich and Rachel were confirming their feelings for each other, pressing their bodies together.

Tiria, hiding behind a rock, tried to calm her breathing.

“Whew, whew.”

She thought it was just a vain delusion, but it was real.

The two of them created an intimate atmosphere, and in an instant, they transformed into beasts like that…

Even after seeing that scene, she couldn’t hastily step forward to stop them.

It was because she had heard what Rachel had said to Erich earlier.

Rachel, as a Valkyrie, would in principle have to kill Erich and his comrades again when she returned to her unit. As long as the war didn’t end, she would have to continue carrying out the mission of killing Mages.

That’s right.

It’s a tragedy.

There is exactly one way to definitely avoid such a tragedy.

Pregnancy.

According to the Holy Spirit Kingdom’s military law, if a female soldier becomes pregnant during wartime, she is immediately discharged regardless of the reason. It was to preserve the future population, considering the post-war situation.

From that perspective, that act is unavoidable.

“Major, whew.”

Tiria had already finished talking with Rachel and even shared her feelings. She gathered her wits and carefully tried to get up.

It would be right to pretend not to know about this.

“…”

Just a little.

Would it be okay to watch just a little bit?

After all, she would have to make love with Erich later too.

Knowledge learned only from books might not be useful in practice. That’s because what Tiria had seen so far wasn’t proper educational material, but novels. And those were very lewd and stimulating popular novels at that.

This is a chance to learn! The principles of male-female coupling!

Tiria peeked her head out.

“Gasp!”

What, what is that?

Are all men like that?

Tiria, terrified at first impression, covered her mouth with her hand.

“Wow, wow…”

Each of Rachel’s subsequent actions was exactly the same as what Tiria knew. That’s that position. And that’s that thing.

Hmm, all things I know.

Why do I know them?

What kind of… saint am I?

Tiria felt both intellectual superiority and self-loathing simultaneously.

Anyway, there was something about affection between men and women that gave a ticklish feeling to those around them the more they watched.

Tiria was no exception.

Tiria gradually fell into the sensation of her body and head floating.

While anxiously worrying about being discovered, she was busy stealing glances and imagining what would happen next.

Then she began to feel the same way she did when she read erotic novels long ago.

“Goddess, please forgive this immature girl…”

Tiria shuddered at the sense of sin rising through her body, writhed, and thus rehearsed pleasure until dawn.

But no matter how much she played solo, it was frustrating.

No, rather, the more she did it, the more her thirst intensified. It felt like she was continuously drinking seawater because she was thirsty.

“Erich, me too…”

She was an inevitable woman too.

Tiria substituted herself in Rachel’s place. Black hair to white hair, human ears to elf ears. She imagined herself reaching climax while being violated like that, intensely, mercilessly, deeply.

After being trapped in her own world for hours, having finished all the water in her canteen and still smacking her lips thirstily, the sun was rising.

The sound of splashing footsteps sharply cleared her foggy mind.

“Ah, uh, th-this…!”

Erich, having finished his deed, was coming this way carrying Rachel on his back.

At this rate, she’ll be discovered.

Tiria hurriedly gathered her canteen and got up. In the place she left, only a musty smell and two round wet marks remained.