Chapter 113 – 16th Floor

“Be gentle…”

“You’re exaggerating.”

As the Blue Tongue snickered and pressed closer, I fell over easily, overpowered.

The hammock, made of spider silk, bounced with elasticity as my head lightly rebounded, giving me a view of the Blue Tongue above me, exuding a sticky, lustful atmosphere.

“In my entire life, I’ve never been a man who exaggerates.”

I don’t know for sure, but someone of my caliber might be able to handle it. If an ordinary person faced the current Blue Tongue, wouldn’t their pelvis be reduced to dust the next day?

“Pfft.”

“I’m not exaggerating, I’m serious! I felt like my soul was about to be sucked out.”

The Blue Tongue burst into laughter, apparently taking my words as a joke.

She surely wouldn’t actually eat me.

Probably?

“So… do you dislike it?”

The distance closed until I could feel her hot breath.

Her sticky, moist breath brushed against my skin and disappeared.

I had to surrender to the Blue Tongue’s advances as she pressed her firm, large body against me while exhaling seductively with a “hoo-hoo,” which had noticeably improved compared to just a week ago. I wondered if there was some academy that taught such things.

“I fucking love it.”

How did you know that I like it just breathtaking enough?

The pillaring heat pressing against Blue Tongue’s belly grew harder as her heavy weight pushed down on me, grinding up and down against my body.

I don’t know much about it, but I think that the so-called mountain spirit or whatever might find three times a day excessive, and I might need to bow three times in my life in the direction where that guy died.

“That’s a relief. I was quite worried since you usually exaggerate too much, human.”

“Hey! I’m a real man who personally practices the saying that ‘a man cries only three times in his life’!”

“That’s the first I’ve heard of it.”

A man cries three times: when he’s born, when his parents pass away, and when the cryptocurrency he invested all his money in gets delisted. Especially that last one—I shuddered remembering a certain idiot who stuffed even his savings into Dogecoin despite warnings, then wailed about jumping off a building when it was delisted.

His despair was so profound that I almost cried along with him.

Unfortunately, Blue Tongue didn’t seem particularly interested in my nonsense, maintaining an indifferent expression.

“Anyway, you’ve become too strong.”

With one swing of that sturdy tail, I’m confident I’d retract my statement and collapse in tears.

In that sense, I smacked her plump, swinging tail with my palm, causing Blue Tongue’s eyes to narrow.

“What’s bothering you now, human? You’re not going to say you can’t accept this after such intense mating, are you?”

Blue Tongue’s slit pupils filled my vision.

The closeness was intimidating, but she didn’t reject my shift from slapping to stroking her tail.

By the way, Blue Tongue certainly doesn’t hesitate to say embarrassing things.

Or was she always like this?

“Let’s enjoy it gently, okay? Gently.”

“Gently?”

Whether it was from eating the mountain spirit or if she was just naturally this strong, I couldn’t tell, but my previous sexual encounter with Blue Tongue felt more like being compressed.

The stimulation was intense, but when I asked myself if it was the most satisfying, I tilted my head, remembering the extremely wild experience.

As I slowly raised my upper body, Blue Tongue shifted with me without putting her weight on me, settling on my thighs as we faced each other.

Of course, given our size difference, my face was buried between the massive fat deposits that wouldn’t be present on reptiles, but that was fine.

The peculiar scent between them stimulated my lower region even more, but I focused on feeling her heartbeat as I wrapped my arms around Blue Tongue’s waist.

Closing my eyes and concentrating on the sensations, I felt the large presence in my arms, the firmness of muscles, the hardness of stone, yet with a lingering softness of a female form—an alien texture.

The elasticity of the supple breasts touching my ears and the slow, large throbs of the heartbeat—duk-duk.

“Umm… do we have to do this for long?”

While sensing all this, I heard Blue Tongue making a short sound of impatience.

Perhaps she found it awkward to be embraced without doing anything. Given how usually firm and rough she was, I found this awkwardness refreshingly pleasant.

“Let’s take it slow. We have plenty of time, after all.”

I opened my eyes and gently stroked the obsidian and scales along her spine, which caused Blue Tongue’s pupils to round.

“Wasn’t this supposed to be a walk?”

“Well… verbally it’s a walk. But actually, you probably wanted to use the artifacts, so we’ll be walking around for quite a while.”

We probably won’t be back until morning.

“Come here, Alraune. I’ll forgive you.”

“I love Master!”

Despite not finding it particularly difficult to raise my hands, Alraune made a show of having struggled, rushing towards me. As she crashed into me, I awkwardly smiled at the soft yet sticky sensation against my back.

I thought I’d become accustomed to being inside this cocoon, but the sweet scent that rushed into my nostrils felt fresh again.

Still, it wasn’t an unpleasant artificial sweetness like perfume or cosmetics that would give me a headache; rather, it was a refreshing kind of fragrance.

“So what’s next?”

Blue Tongue seemed to have enjoyed my touch, as she wagged her tail like an obedient dog, waiting for my next move.

Pook—

“Hyaak!?”

My finger plunged into Alraune’s breast.

Alraune let out a somewhat pained scream as my finger penetrated an orifice where it shouldn’t have gone.

Despite her reaction, the pistils and stamens inside clung to my finger, welcoming the intrusion and secreting sticky honey that wet my finger.

Pop—

“Heegiit!?”

“Want to taste it? It’s delicious.”

“…”

I extended my finger, coated in the abundant honey. Blue Tongue alternated her gaze between me and my finger with a strange look.

“…I always think you handle females rather roughly at times, human.”

“If you don’t want it, I’ll eat it myself.”

“They say the honey made by the flower’s master is nutritious.”

Blue Tongue coiled around my finger and gently licked the flowing honey.

Her slightly sticky and soft tongue skillfully cleaned off the honey, then took my finger completely into her mouth.

Slurp- slurp-

Even though there was no honey left, she continued sucking as if more would come out, giving me intense suction and a heated gaze.

Deliberately ignoring Blue Tongue’s appeal, I applied slight pressure to withdraw my finger.

As my finger, slick with saliva, slipped out, Blue Tongue’s mouth remained open as if reluctant to let go.

‘How lewd…’

She must have spent the past week studying how to drain me to death.

“Mmm… it’s much sweeter than fruit.”

Blue Tongue savored Alraune’s honey, running her tongue across her lips once, then stared at Alraune with her characteristic reptilian slit pupils.

Alraune, suddenly the object of that gaze, trembled with surprise as she tried to manage the honey flowing like someone had pulled out a stopper, when normally she couldn’t stop it from leaking out anyway.

I imagine she felt like prey before a predator.

“But right now, I want to eat something else instead of this, human.”

“Haha…”

What Blue Tongue was referring to was easy to understand without words.

I could feel her pressing—squish, squish—against my erection, which was pressed against her abdomen as we embraced face-to-face while her hips undulated.

“It’s cold, let’s get under the blanket.”

Lying on a soft, fluffy pillow covered with a blanket substitute, looking up at the ceiling, I felt various sensations.

Slurp- slurp-

A moist sound like someone sucking on candy filled the dark cocoon.

Unlike the somewhat chilly corridor outside, the heat generated from our bodies warming each other created a hot atmosphere, and the fresh grassy scent, like that of a high-end aromatic candle, gave my mind a sense of peace.

Each time the spider web hammock swayed, it felt like floating in midair.

Regardless, a sticky, hot tongue was diligently licking my shaft.

Looking down slightly, I saw a large dragon enthusiastically sucking on my penis as if it were delicious.

Sluurp—

The long blue tongue coiled around my shaft like a snake, skillfully sliding up and down, then repeating the motion.

And after briefly tasting the outside air, my penis would quickly disappear into the long, dark mouth with strong suction, only to receive the caresses of the moist cavity again and again.

“Kuk…”

My shaft was being sucked with a slurp-slurp sound as if it were a straw.

But as if she had fully accepted my request to be gentle, the intensity wasn’t painful.

If anything, it was slightly insufficient, leaving me yearning for more.

If this was intentional, then Blue Tongue had talent not only in combat but also in bed.

Sluuurp—

She teased the base while simultaneously pressing the glans against the roof of her mouth, shaking her head and slowly pulling up.

And occasionally, just when things seemed to be getting softer, she would lightly graze with her sharp teeth, creating tension and maintaining my erection.

“Where on earth did you learn this too?”

“Mmm?”

Blue Tongue glanced up at my self-directed question, then curved her eyes like crescent moons with a smirk.

‘Damn… it’s like she’s the succubus, not the merchant.’

Her cold, hard eyes.

Yet when they curved thinly and smoothly like that, they couldn’t possibly look more seductive.

Regardless of such observations, my penis, drawn to pleasure, swelled fully to release something thick, and Blue Tongue, sensing the change inside her mouth, ran her tongue along the length of my shaft.

“Ugh..! That’s the sperm you wanted so badly! Prepare yourself if you spill any..!”

And with that, I grabbed the obsidian pillar on Blue Tongue’s head as a handle and thrust my hips upward.