Chapter 148

Chapter 148

In the throes of ecstatic breaths within the inn room, Laila knelt before Falches, meticulously taking his penis into her mouth and caressing it. With gentle hands, she grasped his penis, her red lips tracing the erect male organ. The hot flesh that had already ravaged her body countless times was smeared with a faint milky fluid and clear love nectar. An ordinary woman would have recoiled from the foul scent and odor, but she didn’t mind, opening her mouth and softly licking Falches’ penis with her moist tongue. “Hoo-oop, chwoom…” In the quiet room, a strange sound like air escaping and moans occasionally mixed within the sound faintly echoed. Because she was kneeling on the wooden floor, the semen Falches had ejaculated was leaking from her vulva, flowing down her thighs. Kneeling and orally caressing a man’s penis was a service usually reserved for a lover or a master to be obeyed, but Laila didn’t care. She sometimes offered this after-sex caress as a service when she was in a good mood or liked her partner, and she enjoyed it. Even before her metamorphosis, Laila had a tendency to indulge in such masochistic and humiliating pleasures. After breaking free from the demonic possession, such mental tendencies had diminished to some extent, but the remnants still lingered in her body. Rather, there were aspects that had become even more extreme than before through the metamorphosis. The sensation she was feeling in her mouth right now was a result of that change. “Ha-oop…chwoop…” The strange sweetness felt at the tip of her tongue made Laila voluntarily lick the semen on Falches’ penis. Her body, which had undergone changes due to the metamorphosis, no longer detected a fishy and foul taste in the man’s semen. Was it because the essence had been restored and transformed into flesh? After the metamorphosis, she felt sweetness whenever she received a man’s essence into her body. Even after gaining the reputation as Yurkin’s best adventurer, there was such a reason why she sought men under the pretext of alcohol and jinxes. Laila couldn’t resist the torrent of pleasure that was like a drug. She could endure it, but she couldn’t quit. Becoming the subject of crude jokes shared by rough men, and seeing them gaze at her with lustful eyes, made her body heat up without her even realizing it. ‘…’ Laila suppressed the stray thoughts that were trying to surface in her mind and focused more intently on the service she was currently performing. // “Hoo-oop, hoo-oom, chwoop…” “Heuk!” As her hot and soft tongue traced the gap between the glans, Falches shuddered, unable to withstand the rough stimulation. His penis, having experienced ejaculation several times, was quite sensitive, and he was barely able to handle Laila’s devoted caress. Moreover, this moment felt like an illusion to Falches. After all, Laila was kneeling and orally caressing his penis. Laila was sometimes the subject of crude jokes among the rough soldiers thanks to her beautiful appearance and peculiar drinking habits. No, saying she was the subject was quite a polite expression. For some soldiers, she was among the top women they wanted to ‘crush under their bellies’. If she hadn’t been a skilled adventurer, something would have already happened. That woman was serving him like a submissive lover, which was like a dream to Falches. And the moment he realized that, even though he had discharged his desire into her body so many times, Falches felt an intense urge to stain Laila as his own once again. Literally, this moment was no different from a dream. A dream that would disappear when the night passed and the sun rose. Realizing that, Falches chose to stain the woman before him with his color without a trace of regret, even if it was only for this moment, rather than dwelling on the emptiness of the empty space next to him tomorrow morning. Swish. Was it because of the magic of the night, or the playfulness of the alcohol? Consumed by rough desire, he unknowingly raised both hands and grabbed Laila’s head. “Hoo-oop…?” Laila, who was caressing him, felt a strangeness at the touch that grabbed her head and looked up at him. The man’s face, seen from below, held both desire and reason, and he wore an expression as if he was agonizing between the two. “…” Laila knew very well what that expression was. It was the desire to dominate a woman that could be seen in men. Reading that expression in Falches’ face, Laila smiled bitterly inwardly. She had experienced countless times such situations where the direction of that desire was solely directed at her. Sometimes it was a primal urge to violate and trample her, and sometimes it was a gentle form of emotion to cherish and love her. And Laila knew that even though the forms were different, both of those emotions originated from the same root called desire. Which would this man named Falches be? She looked up at his face, her black eyes filled with subtle anticipation. The answer was quickly revealed. Feeling an intense emotion in his gaze as he looked down at her, and feeling the strength gradually increasing in his rough hands, Laila gently closed her eyes. It would be a little painful in the future, but she didn’t feel any anxiety or fear about it. Rather, her heart was filled with anticipation and began to beat wildly. // The two finished their act around the time when darkness was disappearing from the eastern sky. Falches knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he indulged in Laila’s body to his heart’s content, and Laila willingly accepted Falches’ desire in compliance. In the room where dawn was breaking, traces of lovemaking remained on the bed where the two lay together. Laila, naked and in Falches’ arms, whispered softly to him. “…I didn’t think you were this type, but you’re rougher than I thought.” When Laila pointed out that Falches had grabbed her head and forcibly shoved it into her mouth, Falches sighed as if he had no excuse. “Keueung. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” He was already bothered by that. Perhaps because the radiance of the sun had awakened his clouded mind, he remembered the beast-like lovemaking of last night and was secretly blaming himself. Not only did he grab her head and roughly shove it down her throat, but he also pressed her beautiful, curved body down like a dog and roughly rummaged through her flesh, ejaculating inside her countless times. Without even a hint of concern about pregnancy. Even though he wasn’t in his right mind due to alcohol and desire, he had no excuse even if he was slapped for treating Yurkin’s strongest adventurer like a cheap prostitute. However, instead of getting angry at his regretful expression, Laila smiled softly and replied. “Well, it’s okay. It’s not that I didn’t like it, it’s just that it’s been a while, so it felt fresh. Usually, everyone is a little more gentle.” That was the truth. She was also human, so she usually chose partners who were likable, friendly, talented, and promising. And most of those encounters were polite one-night stands, if not affectionate lovers. For Laila, the rough lovemaking after a long time felt a little different. “…I have nothing to say. I’m really sor-” “I think you can stop saying that now.” Laila interrupted him with a still smiling face. She lay down on the bed, reached out to tidy her disheveled hair, and asked Falches again. “You must have been quite pent up?” “I’m ashamed to say… yes.” Falches nodded with an embarrassed face. And Laila could agree with that answer. After all, how else would a soldier dispatched from a remote village like Yurkin relieve his sexual desire? Unlike other cities, the small village of Yurkin doesn’t have brothels. It wasn’t surprising at all that he was pent up. “Falches, how long have you been here?” “It’s been about a year now. Similar to you.” Falches had been there since Laila came to Yurkin. Laila looked at his face and thought to herself. ‘How long is his dispatch period?’ Guards belonging to the city are usually stationed as standing forces, dispatched to villages near the city on a rotating basis. She had some knowledge of such organization because she had been quite closely related to the guards in Lakers in the past. “When are you going back?” “I’ll probably have to stay for about half a year more.” Seeing Falches giving a slightly ambiguous answer, Laila burst out laughing. Maybe if things are resolved quickly, there will be another chance to sleep together. “Come to think of it, it’s my first time sleeping with a soldier.” At Laila’s words, Falches recalled his memories and asked back in surprise. “Don’t tell me, am I your first?” “I’m not a virgin.” “N-No, that’s not what I meant…” “I know. I’m just kidding. Yes. You’re the first person from a different occupation other than an adventurer.” Listening to her answer, Falches muttered in surprise. “Huh, I didn’t know that.” Feeling something rising in her mind at those words, which somehow contained a subtle nuance, Laila could make a guess because she was a man in her previous life and still inherited some of that mentality, so she understood the physiology of men. “Hmm… Have there been any soldiers who said they spent the night with me?” At her words that hit the nail on the head, Falches closed his mouth. Her words were true. Among the senior soldiers who had now returned, there were those who boasted that they had crushed the beautiful adventurer before them under their bellies and tasted her flesh. “I guess that’s right.” Laila, who had grasped the answer through silence, wore a gentle smile on her lips. Of course, she didn’t feel bad about such rumors spreading among the soldiers. Rather, having had the experience of being little more than a dedicated prostitute for soldiers in Lakers in the past, a subtle expectation was even rising from the depths of her heart as to what would happen if such a thing really happened again. ‘…I can’t use that.Laila lightly shook her head to shake off her distractions. The soldiers of Yurkin are a small number of around thirty people, but rumors spread quickly in a small village. Perhaps there are definitely people among the villagers who think it’s true that she played with the soldiers. …Even so, Laila didn’t want to correct their misunderstanding. After all, considering her reputation, she could have easily had that kind of misunderstanding. Still, she thought she should clear up the misunderstanding with the man she spent the night with. “I don’t want to emphasize my purity, but I’ve never spent the night with soldiers or knights. You’re the first, so you can brag about this later.” “Puhahaha! Then, it’s the greatest honor for me.” Laila looked at Falches, who was laughing in amusement, and laughed back. Then, she glanced out the window. The sun was already showing off its appearance in the eastern sky. Watching the golden sunlight fall on the village, she thought. One more day. That was the time left until she left Yurkin.