Chapter 172: Funeral (4)

“Like this?”

“Uh, yeah. Just a little lower, right there.”

Fabian. I’m sorry. I know it might feel a little wrong doing this on the way to the funeral, but how could I resist having sex with No. 13 while she was hanging upside down?

“L-like this?”

I nodded, apologizing to Fabian in my heart. It couldn’t be helped, right? Taffy was that attractive, and she could even stand upside down in mid-air. And right now, she was facing my cock and face while upside down. Taffy was clutching the hem of her skirt tightly.

Because of that, I was facing her groin, where her Y-zone was clearly visible, wedged between her veiny hand and her legs. I grabbed her hand and said,

“Yeah, that’s perfect.”

When Taffy let go, her skirt flipped up. Her white panties came into view, and Taffy writhed in embarrassment. She said,

“Evan. This feels weird.”

I felt strange too. It was my first time having sex with a woman hanging upside down. Taffy’s slit was hidden by white fabric, but its plump outline showed with the movement of her thighs. Whenever my fingers came close, she’d subtly shift her hips back or wiggle her legs, showing off her embarrassment and making me even more excited.

“Taffy. Keep doing that.”

“Ah, okay.”

Taffy hesitated, then naturally took my cock in her hand. She gently opened her small mouth and took my cock deep inside. Warm heat and ragged breaths enveloped my shaft, and her slender fingers squeezed tightly, starting to bring me pleasure.

I tried to pull off her panties. The sensation of lifting her panties up like taking off a hat was very strange. Taffy also seemed to try and move with my actions, kicking her legs, but each time it made the situation stranger and harder to get the clothes off.

“Taffy, wait a sec. Squeeze your legs together.”

“L-like this?”

Taffy squeezed her legs together, bumping her lips against my cock. She bent her knees until they touched my face and wiggled her toes. She pulled the panties, which had been pulled down to her knees, up once more before dragging them down to her toes. As the panties brushed her calves and reached her ankles, Taffy let out a strange moan.

“Hngh…!”

I enjoyed her reaction and spread her legs further. Taffy’s breasts were already touching my lower abdomen. As I hugged her hips tightly and pulled her closer, she slightly shook her head and said,

“Evan. I-I’m shy.”

“Now?”

We knew everything about each other. Her feigned shyness or passive gestures of resistance meant nothing. Her thin pink slit and anus were fully exposed to me. Even if she tried to close her legs, she couldn’t move easily with my head stuck between them, and if she tried to pull her hips back, my hands held her body firmly.

“E-Evan…!”

I ignored Taffy’s shy, coquettish protests and pushed my tongue in. My tongue slid smoothly between her lips, and Taffy, who had been carefully sucking my cock, trembled as if shocked.

“Hngh!”

I swirled my tongue in her slit while moving my fingers, and Taffy twisted her body back and forth, busy moaning with my movements.

“Hngg…! Ah…! Aah…! Evan…! Ebaaan…!”

She called my name repeatedly, pulling my waist closer. Her lips, pressed close, swallowed my cock deeper, spitting out her tongue with hot heat. Every time the soft sensation mixed and pressed against my lower body, I couldn’t lose, so I pushed my tongue in harder and worked my fingers.

“Hah…! Ugh…! Aaaagh….! Ugh…!”

Taffy kept moaning while taking my cock into her mouth. The thrill of her teeth barely grazing the tip of my glans and scraping my shaft drove me even crazier. Even amidst the pleasure-induced frenzy, she diligently moved her head, pushing my cock deep into her throat, and prepared to receive my climax with a soft squeeze.

“Kkeugh…! Heueugh…!”

I started thrusting my hips inward. Because Taffy was holding her body steady in mid-air, I thrust myself ecstatically, as if I were ramming my cock into a knot hole. I thrust my cock deep into her throat. I spewed my load, carried by ragged breaths and heat.

Saliva and precum dripped onto the floor, and she opened her glistening lips again. Every time my fingers and tongue stirred her pussy, lewd fluids flowed back up, down my lower abdomen, and towards my face. The source of the dripping onto the floor became indistinguishable, so thoroughly mixed, and Taffy’s hands grabbed my legs.

“E-Evan…! Evan…! I…!”

“I’m gonna cum too…! Ah…!”

I heard Taffy laugh. Despite her ragged breaths, she didn’t stop laughing. I thrust my cock deep into her throat and came.

“Hngh…! Ughh…! Ughhh…!”

Taffy’s body shuddered, and my semen poured deep into her throat. The sound of semen going down her throat echoed rawly, and Taffy’s legs and arms convulsed. Taffy, who held me tightly and had no intention of letting go, licked all the way to the base of my cock while upside down. She pulled her head out, thoroughly coated in saliva, then lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.

Only then did I let her go. Taffy, changing her position fluidly in mid-air, met my eyes. A faint smell of blood mixed with the scent of semen emanated from her mouth. Smelling the blood made me uneasy for a moment, so I touched my cock. Taffy watched my actions, laughed, and said,

“It’s not Evan’s blood.”

“Huh? No, I wasn’t worried. I just touched it because I felt like I needed more. The night is long, you know.”

Taffy’s expression grew even more delighted at the mention of the long night. Just as I said, her night was indeed very long. Because nights like this, where she had me all to herself, lasted longer than any other time.

Taffy climbed onto my body and kissed me. Her body, already wet enough, didn’t demand further caresses. I thrust my re-erected cock back inside her body, and Taffy’s voice clung stickily to my ear. I licked her small, firm breasts with my tongue, and the bed creaked with every movement of my hips.

“Taffy.”

“Evan.”

We called each other’s names and held each other tight. Until morning. We made love like that, countless times.

“Hey, it’s almost time to leave, where did the old man go?”

“Right? Does anyone know where the old man went?”

“He went out for a bit last night? He packed his clothes saying he had something to attend to!”

The merchants looked confused. It was because the most important person hadn’t shown up. Most of the workers found his tactless behavior and greedy path detestable, but they had to admit his business acumen and drive. Although they didn’t say it openly, they knew Fabian’s funeral was an important opportunity for the merchants. As the merchant said, they didn’t expect to charm the nobles with their words, but it was certainly possible to subtly promote their goods and spread word-of-mouth.

“Seriously, where did he go in the middle of the night?”

“This is driving me crazy. Really. Ah! Hey there! Could you come here for a moment!”

Evan and Taffy, who came outside yawning, were neatly dressed. Evan, with his arm around Taffy’s waist, approached the man calling him.

“What’s up?”

“By any chance, have you seen our boss? He went out last night, but nobody knows where he went.”

“Oh dear, does that mean we might not be able to leave today?”

The man frowned at Evan’s question but nodded. Evan didn’t care about his expression. Just as they saw Fabian’s funeral as a business opportunity, the merchant’s death was none of Evan’s business.

“Yes. We can’t leave without the boss. Do you happen to know where he went?”

“I don’t know. I slept in the carriage all day yesterday. Anyway, it’ll be a disaster if we can’t leave. I need to get to the funeral quickly.”

The man nodded at Evan’s words. Regardless of Evan not caring about the merchant’s troubles, what he said was true.

“Please wait a little longer. In the worst case, we can find other carriages or horses…”

Another caravan member shouted.

“Someone saw him! The boss went towards the grasslands!”

“The grasslands?”

Taffy nudged Evan. Evan casually sat down on one of the chairs meant for the caravan members and looked up at the sky. The sunlight was particularly sharp in the clear sky. He watched the caravan members frantically rush towards the grasslands.

Taffy knew what sight awaited them. The moment they were hit directly by the dawn light, the powerless subordinate vampire would burn away. The blackened, burnt body would be carried away by the wind as ashes, leaving only the clothes he wore on the ground. Yes. All the caravan members would find were neatly folded clothes on the ground. There was no way for them to know where he went or how he died.

“Boss! Where did you go, Boss!”

“Boss!”

The search for the caravan leader, who had vanished naked, continued deep into the night.

Evan and Taffy borrowed horses elsewhere and rode towards the capital.