episode_0068

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Darkly shining, low-intensity magic lamps create an unusual atmosphere within the room simply by existing.

Purple, pink, red.

Being exposed to such eye-straining light makes it impossible to calm one’s mind.

This is both a human instinct and the goal of this lodging.

Because even if cozy and comfortable lights were created, “happenings” would not occur.

In this adults-only lodging, often called the “love nest” by students of the Holy Studies Department.

Just how many couples have been born?

From contraceptives to tools assisting in the act of love, they are scattered throughout the room.

One could feel the owner’s deep understanding in the appropriate placement of these items, within easy reach.

Upon arriving at a place where everything is so perfectly set up.

Even Aruru Tromeia, who usually suppresses her wild side.

Involuntarily finds herself drawn to the strong man before her, revealing her true self.

She, too, is a lovely young woman of 19.

Believing that the pounding in her chest was not a delusion.

She embraces and clings to Cleon, letting out an endearing breath.

Her dress, which had been supported on her shoulders, slipped down.

Revealing the white skin hidden beneath the red fabric.

Her arms, legs, and torso.

Usually hidden by her dignified uniform.

Were now, uncharted territory that Cleon could freely explore.

“Mmm… Chu…”

A sweet bird kiss.

Contrary to her proactive attitude, the beginning was light.

A kiss like a greeting, without intermingling tongues or exchanging saliva.

A sweet and soft sensation was felt on her lips.

For dozens of seconds, they embraced each other while she sat on Cleon’s lap.

Within the lengthening kiss, Cleon’s hands, which had been around Aruru’s waist, gradually moved down.

When his hand stopped at Aruru’s buttocks, he squeezed them gently.

A soft, yielding sensation was felt-

“Eup…!”

And Aruru, seemingly startled, widened her eyes and looked at Cleon.

“Y-You pervert…”

“You’re the one who wanted to start,” Cleon replied to Aruru, who was blushing and blaming herself.

More than anything, Aruru’s expression didn’t seem to dislike it.

A provocative smile played on her lips.

“My butt is a complex. It keeps getting bigger and bigger even though it’s not necessary,” she said, sounding slightly embarrassed.

Indeed, the sensation felt when grasped was similar to Kuon’s ample figure.

“Even the top student of the Swordplay Department has complexes.”

When Cleon teased her slightly, Aruru puffed out her cheeks and began to remove Cleon’s outer garment.

As his well-toned, muscular upper body was revealed, Aruru touched it with a look of curiosity.

“Scars here and there… and so solid.”

“There are far more muscular people than me in the Swordplay Department.”

As Cleon said, sounding a little embarrassed, Aruru replied without changing her expression.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a man take off his clothes.”

“…Come to think of it, you were a noble lady, Aruru.”

He had become a little desensitized to it because of her usual unpretentious attitude.

She is the eldest daughter of the Tromeia family, the kingdom’s most prestigious lineage.

Contact with men must have been strictly managed by those around her.

As Cleon quietly looked at Aruru, she met his gaze.

Then, she made an “Ah” sound and took off her dress completely.

“It’s not polite to make Cleon the only one to undress.”

“It’s okay. Do as you feel comfortable.”

Cleon gave Aruru a wry smile, as if he had caused some misunderstanding.

Aruru didn’t pay any mind and, leaving only underwear covering her breasts and private parts.

She threw off her dress and tights.

Surely, like Rubera, she would have a slender, muscular, sculptural body, having spent many years honing the necessary muscles,

But her body, now exposed, was slightly different from what he had expected.

Her arms and legs showed no sharp angles.

Her skin was white and soft, and it felt like his fingers would sink into her without resistance.

But it wasn’t overflowing with fat.

It was the body of an ordinary girl of her age.

“…Where does such strength come from in this body?”

“My muscles aren’t very visible, even though I train quite a bit,” Aruru said, pinching and squeezing her arm and stomach.

She seemed dissatisfied that the results of her training were not visible.

“A body of natural endowment. That might be it.”

A body completed from birth.

There exist humans whose potential is fully unlocked from birth, whether due to genetics or some other cause.

Of course, technical skills must be acquired separately through training.

But muscles, skeleton, and even nerves.

Truly a genius who has no resistance to learning anything.

Cleon had heard from Talcheck that “Lesia” was like that.

Perhaps, if Aruru continues to train like this.

She might become as strong as the hero who destroyed the empire and defeated the dragon.

“…Cleon?”

Had Aruru noticed that he was thinking of another woman?

She looked into Cleon’s eyes with a slightly worried expression.

“Ah… Sorry.”

“It’s okay… You had a lonely look on your face.”

An awkward silence flowed between them.

It wasn’t the kind of silence that should flow between an undressed man and woman.

Cleon himself had completely broken the mood.

Aruru hesitated for a moment before embracing Cleon.

“It’s okay, Cleon. It’s okay even if you don’t look at me.”

“…It’s not okay. Because it’s unfair to you.”

Aruru speaks to Cleon.

“I knew when I crossed swords with you, Cleon, that the ‘strength’ you seek is not to defeat the opponent in front of you. It’s something far away, in a distant place, an ‘ideal’.”

“… …”

As a warrior, it can be humiliating for the opponent in front of you not to be looking at you.

But Aruru continues, as if she has seen something even more valuable.

“The look in your eyes as you gazed at that place. Was dazzlingly brilliant. Like looking at a bright star in the night sky.”

Aruru’s voice was tinged with admiration.

Is that admiration directed at the “ideal” that Cleon is looking at?

Or is it directed at Cleon, who is looking at the “ideal”?

“I like those eyes. Even though I haven’t known you for long, Cleon, the moment I saw those eyes, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t control it.”

After pulling away from Cleon’s embrace, she looks into his eyes.

What is reflected in Cleon’s eyes now is-

A beautiful girl, the “Hero of the Glass Sword,” who resembles the “ideal” he seeks but still retains the sparkle of a maiden.

And. Aruru Tromeia resembles Cleon.

A girl who dreams of an “ideal” far removed from the “reality” before her eyes, “a hero who shatters the scales of sacrifice.”

As far as Aruru knows, there has only been one person in history with such strength.

Her father’s comrade. The kingdom’s hero.

The Dragonslayer, “Lesia.”

The origin of the goodwill, excitement, and affection that Aruru feels for Cleon.

Was because she realized that Cleon was a kindred spirit who could understand her heart.

Therefore, she wants to show Cleon everything about herself.

And she wants him to understand her feelings, which she thought no one would ever understand.

And she wants to understand Cleon, who has the same feelings.

“It’s okay if we’re not looking at each other. Because that’s not the only way to connect.”

That is. When exchanging words.

That is. When crossing swords.

That is. When touching each other’s bodies.

Reaching out towards the ideal behind each other’s backs.

If they stand facing each other, they can surely feel each other’s hearts.

On a straight road, they can become “signposts” in the direction they need to go.

“Cleon.”

“…You can just call me Cleon.”

“Cleon.”

At Cleon’s words, Aruru quietly accepts his offer.

Once again, she embraces him.

He must be able to hear the beating of her heart.

But, she didn’t feel embarrassed.

Because they are here to understand each other more deeply.

“Let’s dance as if clashing swords. Let’s overlap our bodies as if dancing.”

001

“Mmm… Hng… Kgh…”

Aruru accepts Cleon’s caresses while lying on the bed.

Her hair is loose, and now there’s not even an inch of the cloth covering her body left.

They showed each other their bodies as they were born.

When he touched the most deeply hidden part.

Cleon understands that her body is indeed blessed.

It’s not only in terms of being a warrior, a body adapted to fighting.

But also for the most fundamental reason as a living being.

That is, in the sense of the prosperity of the species.

It meant that her body was optimized for bearing and raising children.

Large pelvis for giving birth to healthy children.

And ample breasts for raising those children healthily.

Her body, ready to accept everything from the one she loved.

Despite being a virgin, she accepted the stimulation with remarkable sensitivity.

Quickly, her lower body became wet.

And she quickly adapted to the pleasure, creating moans that would excite Cleon.

“Mmm…♡ Hehe, I’m even surprised myself. My body heats up so easily.”

With flushed cheeks, she takes a breath and looks at Cleon’s hand.

When she realizes that what’s on his hand is her own fluids.

She feels a sense of shame and strange excitement.

“You don’t do it alone?”

At Cleon’s question, Aruru blushed slightly but answered honestly.

“Very rarely… Only when I can’t stand it. But even then, it doesn’t feel this good.”

“…What do you usually do?”

“Eup…”

Whether it was out of curiosity or as part of such a play.

When Cleon asked, Aruru closed her eyes slightly and brought her hand down.

She took her hand to the place Cleon had been stimulating until just now.

With the other hand, she fondles her breasts, starting with her nipples and then all over.

“Eup… Kgh, Haa, Mmm… Haah…”

She caresses her body more intensely than Cleon had expected.

“Do you usually think of someone while doing it? Or do you imagine how you’re being done?”

At Cleon’s mischievous question, Aruru quietly shook her head.

However, she doesn’t stop pleasuring herself as he asked.

“Then… what about now?”

As Cleon whispered in her ear, Aruru, who had been moaning, opened her mouth and-

“Cl, Cleon… Cleon. I’m imagining being violated by you… With that huge, swollen, throbbing cock. Violently piercing my body. Imagining you breaking me from the inside, the me that you said has a blessed body, and defiling me with your own…!”

She spews out lewd fantasies and arches her back while lying on the bed.

“Ah, Kgh.. G, Gaah… Higeuk…!”

Aruru lets out a girl’s scream and releases her fluids.

Perhaps because the fantasies became more concrete as she spoke them.

Her legs twitch, saliva drips from her mouth, and she releases all the strength from her body.

“…I thought you were just a tomboy. But you’re a total pervert.”

Looking down at her like that, Cleon, whose sadism has been ignited, insults Aruru.

Then, he overlaps his body on top of her limp body.

“Maybe you’re more suited to stroking my cock in the Sexology Department than touching swords in the Swordplay Department.”

“Th, That’s… I, I’m a hero…”

Haa, haa. Her pupils, looking at Cleon’s member while breathing heavily,

Were shaking greatly, as if an earthquake had struck.

From now on, that thing will pierce her.

The inside of her flawless body.

Leaving scars and marks that can never be erased.

Her body shrinks involuntarily in anticipation of the pain.

However, Cleon’s arm grabs her legs, preventing her from blocking the entrance.

“Eugeut…!?”

Cleon’s cock slowly penetrates her crevice.

Feeling the hot object, like a heated iron rod, invading the inside of her stomach.

For the first time, she sheds tears out of fear, twisting the legs that aren’t being held.

“Ah, Kgh, A, It hurts…”

Even though she has a blessed body.

She seems powerless against the pain of losing her virginity.

She lets out screams and sounds of pain, along with flowing blood.

“Hageuk…!”

But that’s it.

Her vagina, which was already slippery enough to accept a man,

Didn’t stop the invading object, but merely served through its wrinkles.

Feeling a warm sensation enveloping Cleon’s member.

He felt her inside contracting and relaxing in accordance with his own object.

It was truly a “masterpiece.”

Pausing for a moment with the object inserted, so that she could calm down.

“Haa… Haa…”

He could hear Aruru burying her face in Cleon’s body, wiping away her tears.

After a while-.

“Cleon… how many people have you done this with?”

“… …”

“It’s okay. I’m a lady from a prestigious family, and I have the abilities of a hero. If you take responsibility, it’s okay just to be by my side.”

Surprised by Aruru’s sudden heavy words, Cleon looks down at her.

As if having her virginity taken by him was a badge of honor, she made a V sign with her fingers.

“If you have that much leeway, then I guess I can move….”

“…Yeah. Move for me.”

Aruru nods at Cleon’s words.

As he slowly moved his waist in the missionary position.

Along with the lewd sounds from their coupling

And the sweat flowing from their bodies, he could smell a sweet fragrance from her body as well.

“Mmm…♡ More than… before… It’s okay…. I’m surprised, but I’m, wet…. I guess I got used to Cleon’s thing quickly…. It’s a little painful but…. It feels, good….”

Cleon’s waist moved gently, out of consideration for her, who was a first-timer.

“Yeah, me too…. Aruru’s inside, feels good.”

“I’m glad… Ah♡ Hehe, it’s, twitching inside… and if you put it in a little deeper…. You can feel it bumping, Pong… Pong… right?”

Aruru’s voice, having regained her composure to some extent, rings in Cleon’s ear.

And as she said, something was bumping inside her.

“The uterus, which mistakenly came down, thinking that we’re making a baby because it loves Cleon so much…. Cleon, give it a Pong, Pong, and push it back up…. Haa…”

As Aruru said, the waist, which had retreated slightly, came in deeper than before this time.

The object, which was easily inserted with a slurping sound.

Pushes her inside up as it is, stimulating the cervix.

“Haa! Th, This…. Is dangerous, Ah, Being stabbed inside…. M, Might become a habit….♡”

Aruru opens her mouth and lifts her hips.

At the same time, she spreads her legs and wraps them around his back.

More, even more.

Clinging and sticking together.

It was a female’s plea to be burned and melted down so hotly that they become one.

Cleon also felt her body was like a drug that felt good no matter where he explored.

Naturally, he couldn’t control himself and the speed at which he thrust his waist increased.

“Hyat, Mmm, Haa, Cl, Cleon… V, Violent… Suddenly. If you do that, I…!”

“Go, Aruru. You’re a hero, but engrave into your body the habit of being defeated by a dark swordsman and cumming from vaginal stimulation…!”

Aruru shakes her head from side to side at Cleon’s voice, which forces her to be defeated.

Regardless of her will, her body was already sending her waves of pleasure that she could never resist, as if acknowledging Cleon as its master.

“D, Don’t…! I, Give in… Even though I’m a hero, I’m being dominated by a dark swordsman…!”

As she says that, the inside of her seems to have no intention of resisting Cleon even a little.

Each wrinkle in her vagina strokes Cleon’s member as if it were alive.

“G, Cleon… Let’s go together… Not alone… Together…!”

“Kgh…!”

At the same time as the unintelligible moans rang out.

Bureureureuk… Bureureureut… Bureureureut…

That sound rang out from inside her.

For several minutes, Cleon’s semen, containing the factors of domination, flowed into her.

When the long ejaculation ended, Cleon’s member came out.

Pyureuk… Jyureureuk…

At the same time, some of the semen accumulated in her body flows out through the crevice.

“Haa… Haa…”

Aruru breathes heavily.

Sweating all over her body, with limp arms and legs.

And each time she twitches occasionally, she releases the remaining semen.

Even so, the beauty of that body did not disappear.

Because it was a body blessed to be maintained in that way.

Naturally, Cleon’s member becomes large again.

Cleon meets her eyes once again and.

He was about to reinsert himself into her body, which was grinning lewdly.