Ch.587Episode 21 – Peace in Our Time

When the crevice split softly, a dull sound echoed from beneath the sofa. As a warm yet suffocating sensation enveloped her lower body, Lucia’s hands gripped the rug tightly.

The sight of her positioning herself between his legs with her buttocks raised high was truly an extraordinary scene.

Her fluffy bunny tail quivered incessantly with each panting breath, while her round, voluptuous buttocks perfectly enveloped the glistening shaft.

-Slap, slap, slap…!

The red bunny girl with her flawless, fair skin. The holy maiden in a vulgar position unbefitting her status. And the nasal-tinged moans that tickled a corner of one’s heart.

It was nothing short of breathtaking pleasure.

“J-just a little slower…!”

Lucia, with her upper body lowered, continued to let out heated moans.

Each time the lewd friction sounds of their pelvic bones and buttocks meeting echoed, her red rabbit ears trembled wildly.

The holy maiden’s face, directed toward the floor, flushed as red as her costume.

I stopped my gradual advance and pulled my hips back slightly, ceasing movement.

The soft inner flesh clung to me as if expressing regret, threatening to swallow even the base, but the thoroughly moistened flesh couldn’t prevent my retreat and finally yielded.

“It’s troublesome if you pull out now… ah… hnn, mmm…!”

The holy maiden drew her legs tightly together and dropped her head. A faint trembling, like small aftershocks, transmitted through her waist to my palms.

I must have touched a sensitive spot.

“You asked me to devour you.”

When I embraced her and barely managed to speak, a hot breath—whether a sigh or a moan, it was hard to tell—began flowing from her lips.

Lucia, with her hands resting on my forearms, continued speaking in a fragmented voice.

“That wasn’t… meant as an invitation to eat me… I was merely referring to the drink…”

“While wearing such lewd clothing?”

“Ahh…!”

The moment my hand touched her abdomen, Lucia squirmed and let out another moan. I could clearly feel the pink flesh between her legs, where fluids had dripped down, twitching obscenely.

I embraced Lucia, who was practically sitting on my knees, and thrust my hips upward forcefully.

Her luscious blonde hair rose and fell, blurring my vision, and each time she bounced, the tightening inside sharply heightened the sensitivity of my entire body.

Lucia trembled as she tried to raise her hips slightly, but her completely weakened body only sank lower with each attempt. Like being sucked deeper into a quagmire the more she struggled.

“I-I said don’t eat me…! Ahh…! Hyaaah…!”

Her pleas, fraught with potential misunderstanding, scattered chaotically. With tear-filled doe-like eyes, her back arched like a shrimp, and her pitifully trembling arms struggled to support her weight.

Of course, having reached this heated state, there was no turning back for either of us.

She had effectively been devoured.

Though who had devoured whom remained unclear.

Episode 21 – Peace in Our Time

The beginning might have been coincidental, but the end was already determined.

Though it came without warning, that was no reason for a man and woman not to share intimacy.

Perhaps not knowing she would visit made it possible to form a more active relationship.

Some might consider it trivial, but we hadn’t even exchanged proper greetings for several months.

Lucia, a holy maiden with heavy responsibilities before being Camilla’s colleague, spent most of her time in foreign lands under the name of humanitarian aid, while I, as a civil servant, had been dispatched to the Royal Intelligence Agency for over three months.

After not seeing each other and working ourselves to death, we finally reunited.

And now, “that” Lucia appeared before me in an unimaginably provocative bunny girl outfit—how could my lust not explode?

Lucia was the one who seduced me first.

In other words, it was self-defense.

“Ah… mmm… ah! Ah…! Aahn…!”

Warm and cozy like a mountain lodge fireplace. The holy maiden’s insides seemed capable of forgiving any wrongdoing.

It was a fresh experience I’d never had before—overflowing motherly warmth wrapped in soft fabric, pressing and rubbing against my skin.

The human conflict between reason, which says desire must be overcome, and emotion, which wants to surrender to pleasure without control, was clearly visible on her flushed face.

Her elegant appearance had become disheveled, and her brilliant blonde hair, which could rightfully be called her pride, was already a mess.

Add to that the lewd outfit that absolutely didn’t suit her status as a holy maiden—yet somehow suited her all the more because of it.

I declare, anyone who could resist this sight must have issues with sexual function.

My patience, put to the test, inevitably failed to outweigh desire and was thrown to the ground.

-Squelch.

How many times had I ejaculated? By the time the lewd scent filled the room, I barely managed to withdraw.

Lucia’s sticky pussy was truly worthy of being called exquisite. Despite our 30-minute encounter, it still felt as snug as the first insertion.

Moreover, it wrapped around me gently, proving its owner was indeed a holy maiden, but then suddenly tightened when I least expected it.

Even as I withdrew my hips, feeling like I might collapse from exhaustion, I couldn’t count how many times it clung to me stickily until reaching the threshold of her womb.

“Hii…! Hm, ugh…”

Lucia buried her face in the cushion and began to emit nasal moans. Whether it was belated regret or lingering pleasure, I couldn’t tell.

I got up from the sofa and picked up the water bottle placed on the side table.

The water swirled inside the porcelain decorated with arabesque patterns, making a clear sound that seemed to quench thirst just by hearing it.

“Lucia. Are you alright?”

Lucia, practically lying face down on the sofa, wouldn’t show her face. As I approached, I could clearly feel the heat emanating from her skin, and I had to quickly withdraw my hand as if I’d touched a boiling pot.

It seemed the afterglow of her climax hadn’t yet faded.

Sure enough, despite my question about her well-being, Lucia just stuck her hips out backward and kept her head down. To someone unaware of the situation, she might have appeared to be sleeping face down.

However, due to her posture, her buttocks remained exposed.

For a moment, the thought “one more time?” crossed my mind, but I carefully laid her flat on the sofa and cautiously got up.

After such an intense encounter, Lucia probably needed rest too.

Besides, quenching my thirst was more urgent at the moment.

As I picked up the water bottle from the side table and drank without restraint,

a forgotten fact suddenly crossed my mind.

Why is Veronica being so quiet?

Given her personality, she should normally be teasing Lucia and me with vulgar remarks.

Feeling puzzled, I looked around and noticed the wide-open door.

It seemed Veronica and Francesca had left and forgotten to close it. At some point, not only was the holy maiden absent, but the alchemist had also disappeared.

“…Veronica? …Francesca?”

As I poked my head into the pitch-black living room and called their names.

“Ah, finally finished?”

Veronica’s voice began to emerge from the darkness.

“What are you doing there?”

“Just had some business to attend to.”

Hop, hop—she appeared with sprightly steps as if she were a rabbit herself.

Veronica, who had entered the living room, was still wearing her white bunny girl outfit. It might have been cute, but the high panty line and black stockings highlighting her firm buttocks as she wiggled into view made her appearance somewhat distant from mere cuteness.

“Where is Francesca?”

“Hmm, hmm! About that~”

When I asked about our missing colleague’s whereabouts, the holy maiden began to trail off, tapping her fingers together.

Standing at the boundary between the dark living room and the bright bedroom, separated by a threshold, I noticed something suspicious about her.

“…What’s that on your fingers?”

Her strangely glossy fingers.

The moment I pointed it out,

“…Huh.”

Veronica hastily lowered her hands and began to feign ignorance.

“……”

Did the two of them get into a fight while I wasn’t looking?

An ominous feeling crossed my mind, and I had no choice but to press the holy maiden.

“What kind of mess have you created this time, Holy Maiden?”

“M-mess?! How dare you!”

“Then what is it?”

“Well, that’s…”

Veronica wore an awkward smile and fidgeted before.

Finally extending her hand hidden behind her back, she brightly illuminated the living room lights.

*

Thanks to the darkness lifting, I could clearly see everything in the living room.

The bright light tickled my eyes momentarily.

When my eyes adjusted to the light, the scene that entered my vision was…

“…Hick?!”

“……”

“……”

“…Veronica.”

“…Yes.”

“Please explain why Francesca, who was perfectly fine an hour ago, is now sprawled out like a puppy that’s been ravaged by a neighborhood stray.”

My head turned sideways, and the holy maiden avoided my gaze, sweating nervously.