Chapter 3 - Intertwined Nights
TL: Kazue Kurosaki
ED: Kazue Kurosaki
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“I’m hungry.”
While Saria was swinging her sword in the garden, a voice suddenly echoed directly in her head. Startled by the unexpected event, she turned her gaze towards the house window. In the living room visible through the window, there was a figure sprawled on a sofa, scratching her belly lazily while reading a book. It was Anya, who had been lounging around since she arrived at Saria’s house.
(Is this girl really a demon?)
Since coming to Saria’s house, Anya had done nothing but laze around. She was nothing like the demons Saria had imagined. She was more like a recluse.
“It’s still too early for dinner”, Saria said with a sigh.
“But I’m hungry now, so there’s nothing I can do about it”, came the nonchalant reply.
“And besides, you don’t have anything better to do, right?”
“I’m not free, as you can see. I’m in the middle of training”, Saria retorted.
“Training? All you’re doing is swinging a sword in the garden. Does that even mean anything?”
“Of course it does! Daily practice is essential!” Saria declared.
“Sure, sure. But for now, take a break and cook something for me.”
What a demanding person, Saria thought.
“I’m not your servant”, Saria protested.
“Well then… I could go out instead”, Anya threatened.
“Th-that’s not allowed!” Saria stammered, imagining the chaos Anya could cause in town.
“Then you understand what you need to do.”
It seemed there was no doubt that this girl was indeed a demon.
“Ah, this is delicious. Saria, you’re really a genius. You should quit being a knight and become a chef”, Anya said, beaming with satisfaction as she devoured the meal.
Her expression of pure happiness as she ate made her look like nothing but an adorable girl. Seeing her enjoy the food so much, Saria couldn’t help but feel a bit pleased. Since parting ways with her servants a year ago, this was the first time she had cooked for someone else. It felt refreshing to have someone appreciate her cooking. A smile crept onto her face.
“…Haha, Saria, you’re so cute. Your face shows everything when you get praised. Were you that happy to be complimented by me?” Anya teased.
“Wh-what are you saying? There’s no way I’d be happy to be praised by a demon like you! Stop saying nonsense!” Saria shouted, her face turning red.
“Ahaha… you’re so cute”, Anya laughed, finishing her meal. She took her empty plate to the sink and started washing it.
She said it was a token of gratitude for the meal and she even offered to clean the room. Although her energy had caused a mess before, it seemed her intention was genuine. Since coming here three days ago, Anya had been helping with cleaning and washing every day, although not very skillfully. She often tore clothes while doing laundry and broke dishes while washing them…
“Oh no… I messed up again.”
This time too, the sound of breaking dishes echoed as Anya clumsily broke another plate.
(It’s honestly more of a nuisance than anything else,) Saria sighed as she walked towards the sink.
“Are all demons this clumsy?” she quipped, taking the opportunity to tease her a bit.
“I-I can’t help it! I always had minions to do these things for me… ugh…” Anya replied, clearly frustrated. Seeing her like this brought a smile to Saria’s face.
(No, I can’t let my guard down! Remember, she’s a demon. Don’t relax. Stay alert, always!) Saria reminded herself, trying to stay focused. However, it had been so long since she’d had a pleasant conversation with anyone that she couldn’t help but find some enjoyment in her current life.
“Well then, I’ll have my fill tonight as well”, Anya said that night, facing Saria on her bed.
“Y-yeah…” Saria nodded, her heart pounding as she looked into Anya’s cat-like golden eyes.
“Even though we do this every night… don’t you ever get tired? Your body is still so tense.”
“I-it’s not something you can get used to… doing this kind of thing…”
“Is that so… you’re really adorable like that”, Anya said, gently caressing Saria’s cheek. Just like their first kiss, her touch sent shivers down Saria’s spine, making her heartbeat quicken and her whole body heat up. Her throat felt dry.
Anya slowly brought her lips closer to Saria’s. The warmth of her breath was tangible as their lips met.
(Again… I’m doing this with her…) Saria thought, imagining what was about to happen. Her body tensed even more and she naturally closed her eyes.
“Mm…”
“Mmm…”
Their lips met. Since meeting Anya, Saria had grown accustomed to this soft, captivating sensation almost every day.
(Why? She’s a demon, but… why does this feel so…)
The mere act of their lips touching felt incredibly pleasant. Her body relaxed and without realizing it, she parted her lips slightly.
“Mm… nchu… churu… nchuu…”
Anya slid her tongue into Saria’s mouth.
“Ah… mmm… fuuh… fuuh… fuu…”
How many times had Anya done this by now? Saria no longer resisted and began to reciprocate, intertwining her tongue with Anya’s without even thinking about it, creating wet, erotic sounds.
(Ah… she’s sucking me…)
Her strength left her body, enveloping her in a pleasant fatigue like after a sprint. It wasn’t unpleasant at all. In fact, she found it strangely enjoyable.
“Fuuh… thanks for the meal today too. How was it? Did it feel good today as well?” Anya asked, pulling back.
Saria almost nodded reflexively but resisted at the last moment.
“Don’t be ridiculous… there’s no way just kissing would feel good!” she replied stubbornly.
“Really?”
Anya didn’t believe her. She asked again, staring straight into Saria’s eyes. Those eyes, like beautiful jewels, seemed to see through everything about her.
“K-knights don’t lie!!”
This is a lie. Even though I’m a knight, I lied.
“I-I’m going to sleep now!”
Feeling slightly guilty and wanting to escape from this feeling and avoid being seen through any further by the demon, Saria lay down on the bed.
“Fufu… I see. Good night.”
The demon lay down as well. They slept side by side. The bed wasn’t very large, so their bodies touched and Saria felt the warmth of the demon. Feeling the warmth made her heart race as she recalled the kiss from earlier. Her heart, already pounding, beat even faster.
(No! Don’t think about it! Don’t think about it! Don’t think about it!)
She repeatedly told herself not to think about it. Such was her daily life with Anya.
“This is…”
Five days into this kind of life, a letter arrived at the house. Saria opened the envelope.
“…I see, it’s that time already…”
Seeing the contents of the envelope, the girl who dreamed of becoming a knight muttered quietly.
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“I’m just going out for a bit.”
On the sixth day of Anya’s stay, Saria said this.
“Going out? Where to?”
Anya sat up and asked the female knight.
“It’s none of your business.”
The reply was curt.
“None of my business… Are you just going to leave me here alone?”
“…Of course I’m worried. But there’s something I absolutely have to do.”
Even though they had gotten fairly close, Saria still didn’t fully trust Anya. The fact that she needed to go out despite this must mean it’s something very important.
“What do you absolutely have to do? A date, maybe?”
Anya asked teasingly with a smirk.
“Wha!? D-don’t say such foolish things! A d-d-d… date!? I’m a knight! I don’t do frivolous things like that!”
Saria’s face turned bright red with anger. It was the reaction Anya had expected, making it all the more fun to tease her.
“So, what is it then?”
“I told you, it’s none of your business! I’m not telling you.”
Anya hoped Saria would spill out of sheer momentum, but her guard wasn’t that low.
“Listen, I’m ordering you. Do not leave the house. If you do, I might have to cut you down.”
“That’s scary, but I’ll be bored and hungry alone.”
“That’s not a problem. I’ve prepared enough food.”
Her preparation was indeed thorough.
“Prepared food, huh… Okay. I’ll follow your orders then.”
Anya had no intention of leaving the house. Her body was still not fully recovered. Given the possibility of being discovered by demon hunters, she didn’t want to go anywhere crowded.
“Well, who knows what will actually happen.”
But she still threw out a provocative remark.
“I’m serious! Don’t test me!”
Saria, visibly agitated, left the house. Anya was left alone.
(…It’s quiet.)
She felt a rare silence. It was the first time she had been alone since meeting Saria. There was a slight sense of loneliness.
“No, I don’t feel lonely. I’m a demon. A demon… That’s right.”
Being alone was natural for her. Living in solitude, without interacting with anyone – that was her existence.
(I’m only here until I recover my strength and escape from the demon hunters. That’s all. No matter how amusing or cute she is… I know that, right? I know it better than anyone…)
She thought back to the past, to the happy times…
(No, it’s pointless. Forget it. Don’t think about it.)
She shook her head to clear the thoughts from her mind. With a snap of her fingers, a simple spell activated. A hole appeared in the space and a book fell out.
“Reading is the best way to kill time.”
She spoke to herself and began flipping through the pages. Trying not to think unnecessary thoughts, trying not to remember…
But she couldn’t focus on the book. Normally, she would easily get lost in a book, but not today. The reason was simple. She was curious about where Saria had gone.
“Ha… Reading isn’t working. Maybe I’m just too hungry to concentrate. That’s why I’m thinking about humans… So, even though it’s a bit early… mmmh ♡”
Closing the book, she stood up from the living room table and headed to the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with prepared dishes and sweets. It wasn’t just a single meal’s worth—there seemed to be enough for three meals. When did she make all of this?
(That’s such an unnecessary talent for a knight.)
With a wry smile, she picked up a cookie meant for snacks and started eating.
“Still as delicious as ever.”
Just one bite filled her mouth with happiness, making even a demon like her grateful to be alive. Of course, she couldn’t stop at just one bite. Without hesitation, she continued to pop the prepared cookies into her mouth. Crunching and munching, she devoured dozens of cookies. The more she ate, the more delicious they tasted. However, why did it feel this way?
(It still feels somewhat bland…)
She found herself thinking this.
“I’m back.”
Saria returned just as the sun was setting. It was almost time for dinner.
“…You’re late.”
Anya glared, her words tinged with irritation.
“W-what’s wrong? Are you in a bad mood?”
Saria seemed puzzled by Anya’s uncharacteristic attitude.
“Of course I am.”
Anya responded clearly.
“Why?”
“Why? Because I’m hungry. Do you even know what time it is?”
“Time? There should still be a while before dinner. Besides… there was plenty of food prepared.”
“I ate it all.”
“All of it? Everything I made? And you’re still not satisfied?”
Saria looked surprised, having been confident in her cooking.
“Yes, it wasn’t enough. So, hurry up and cook.”
Having spent the whole day alone for the first time in a while, time felt like it dragged on for Anya. No matter how much she ate, she couldn’t be satisfied, leaving her feeling irritable. She directed this frustration at the knight.
“Alright, I’ll get to it.”
The next day, Saria went out again. And the day after that and the day after that — she left the house every day. Where was she going? Anya asked daily, but Saria never answered. Consequently, Anya couldn’t tease her and she spent her days in boredom, growing more frustrated.
Maybe that’s why she felt like being a bit mean to Saria—
“Hey, let me hold you.”
One night, Anya said this out of the blue.
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“H-H-Hold me? What do you mean by that?”
Anya, who usually only asked for kisses, had demanded something more. Saria was so taken aback that her voice cracked.
“What do you think I mean? You’re not so much of a child that you don’t understand that, right?”
Anya smiled mischievously.
“…I-I mean…”
Saria understood. She hadn’t gone to school, but she had read her father’s books and learned from the servants, receiving a general education comparable to or even surpassing, the average person. Moreover, with her fondness for romance novels, she had a basic understanding of relationships between men and women (even if it was only from fiction).
Therefore, she understood what Anya meant by ‘hold’.
“B-but why… Why all of a sudden…”
“The reason is simple. What we’re doing now is just not enough.”
Anya explained that just kissing wasn’t enough to gather the necessary energy. Merely exchanging kisses would never heal her wounds.
“I need more energy. To do that, we need to do more than just kiss—we need to be even more intimate. So…”
Saria understood the reason.
“B-but that’s…”
It wasn’t something she could easily agree to.
“Don’t you want to?”
“O-of course not! Things like holding or being held… those are things lovers do…”
“I see… So Saria, the knight-in-training, is saving her virginity for someone special.”
“Wha… W-w-wait, don’t say such strange things!”
Anya’s words hit the mark. Indeed, as Anya said, she had imagined from a young age that she would one day meet someone special. This only made her feel more embarrassed and she responded more harshly to hide it.
“Strange things? I think it’s pretty normal.”
“Normal… Maybe it is, but… I’m not normal. I’m… aiming to be a knight. I don’t have time to think about things like that! Being held by someone I love… that’s not going to happen.”
Even as she shouted, Anya remained unfazed.
Being held by someone she loved — that was indeed what she felt. She aimed to be a knight. A woman aspiring to be a knight — in this country, while not unheard of, was rare. It was an extremely difficult path. She had no time for romance. Even after becoming a knight, she would be busy with missions. There would be no time to indulge in a romantic relationship. Hence, being held by someone she loved was unlikely to happen.
“You’re so serious. That must be exhausting.”
“S-shut up!”
She knew that without being told. But she had no other way to live.
“Sorry, sorry.”
Noticing Saria’s anger, Anya quickly apologized. She was perceptive, but immediately after, she regained her usual mischievous demeanor.
“But if you say that such things won’t ever happen, then there’s no need to protect your virginity so fiercely, right?”
“…Ugh…”
Saria was at a loss for words.
“More important than romance and giving your virginity to someone, becoming a knight is your priority, right? So wouldn’t it be better to be with me? That way, I can heal faster and you get back to fighting demons.”
If they became more intimate, her wounds would heal faster. This would allow her to resume demon hunting sooner — this was Anya’s argument.
Saria understood the logic. But understanding it didn’t mean she could easily agree. She hesitated, unsure of how to respond.
“Well, if you really don’t want to, that’s fine. I’ll look for other ways to get the energy I need.”
“Huh? Can you really do that?”
“I’ll try…”
Anya admitted it wasn’t certain. But even if it wasn’t guaranteed, it seemed best to have her try, as agreeing to be held was something Saria couldn’t easily decide on.
“In that case—”
I was about to tell her to go ahead.
“But, there’s one condition.”
Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy. After all, she was a demon.
“Since I’m going to do that, I’ll need you to do something in return.”
“In return? What is it?”
Tension ran through me as I wondered what the demon might demand. But her request was—
“It’s simple. Tell me where you’ve been going during the day.”
It was completely unexpected.
“W-what?!”
Saria was stunned into silence.
“See, it’s simple, right?”
Anya smiled mischievously. Seeing that smile, Saria understood that this had been Anya’s intention all along.
Recently, Anya had been increasingly interested in Saria’s daily whereabouts. Each time, Saria had managed to dodge the question, but she hadn’t expected Anya to resort to this.
“What’s wrong? Are you hesitating because you’re up to something shady?”
“N-no, it’s not that… But can’t we negotiate something else?”
Flustered, Saria asked if there were other options.
“No, it’s either answer me or let me hold you. If you can’t do either, I’ll just take energy from the townspeople. Is that alright with you?”
Anya narrowed her eyes, showing that she meant what she said.
“That’s unacceptable!!”
There was no way Saria could agree to that.
“So, what’s it going to be? Your answer?”
“T-that’s…”
How should she respond? Should she honestly reveal where she had been going?
(No, I can’t let her know about that. But, should I let her hold me?)
Saria looked at Anya again. She still looked like a young girl, a beautiful doll-like figure. If seen in the town, she would undoubtedly make heads turn with her beauty. But even so, being held by her…
She recalled Anya’s figure in the cave and the nightly kisses. Just thinking about it made her head spin with embarrassment. Kissing was already embarrassing enough and being held would be even more…
Imagining it made her dizzy. Being held by Anya was not a decision she could make easily.
(No, but… Revealing where I’ve been would go against my pride as a knight. It’s something that must remain a secret. So…)
As she pondered, she remembered Anya’s earlier words.
“But, if that’s the case… if there’s no chance of such a thing happening in the future, isn’t it unnecessary to protect your purity so preciously?”
These words… were undeniably true. If that was the case, the choice was clear. After much hesitation and worry, Saria made a decision.
“…Understood.”
“Oh, so you’ve decided to talk.”
Anya smiled victoriously.
“…No, that’s not it.”
Saria shook her head and denied Anya’s words.
“I won’t talk. So, um… I, I’ll let you… hold me.”
She said it clearly.
“Wh-what?!”
This response seemed to surprise Anya, making her raise her voice in astonishment.
“What? Really… Are you serious?”
“Of course.”
“Of course… Do you understand what it means to be held? Are you okay with that?”
“I don’t mind. If it means protecting my pride as a knight, I’d rather be held.”
“Your pride as a knight… What are you doing, really…”
Anya looked at her with great interest.
“But, thinking about it won’t change anything. I understand.”
Anya’s expression turned serious.
“If that’s your decision, then that’s fine. I will hold you. Is that okay?”
She looked straight at her.
“…A knight does not go back on their word.”
In truth, there was a part of Saria that wondered if she had made the wrong choice. But she wouldn’t retract what she had said. She met Anya’s gaze and spoke clearly.
“…”
Anya was silent for a moment.
“Alright. Yes, I understand.”
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She nodded repeatedly, as if convincing herself.
“Are you ready?”
Anya, dressed in a black babydoll, asked as she sat on Saria’s bed.
“Y-Yeah, I’m fine.”
Saria, in her usual tank top and shorts, nodded in response. However, her hair was damp and her white skin was slightly flushed. She had taken a bath as preparation before the act. Even if her partner was a demon, it was her first time and she wanted to be embraced with a clean body.
“Alright then…”
With that, Anya stood up and approached Saria. The small figure of the girl came closer until she was within breathing distance, causing Saria to feel more tense than during their usual kisses.
“Your body is so tense.”
Anya saw right through her.
“Of course it is. This is my first time.”
“…That makes sense. Yeah, I get it.”
Anya nodded deeply several times, her behavior seeming somewhat strange.
“…What’s wrong?”
Saria questioned the unusual behavior compared to their previous kisses.
“N-Nothing. Let’s just get started.”
Anya didn’t give a proper answer.
“…Yeah, please go ahead.”
Though the oddity bothered her, Saria couldn’t dwell on it. She nodded, her body stiff with tension.
“Then, here we go.”
Confirming Saria’s response, Anya brought her lips closer as usual.
“Mm…f…”
“Mmm…”
Their lips overlapped. It was a kiss they had shared many times, almost every night. Yet, why couldn’t she get used to it? Just their lips touching increased her tension, making her body heat up even more after the bath.
“Mmm…chuu…chuu…chu…”
As if to quell Saria’s nervousness, Anya repeated the kisses. She pecked her lips gently, over and over. After several light kisses, Anya’s tongue slipped into her mouth.
“Mmm…fu…”
Her tongue, like a separate living creature, entangled with Saria’s. It swirled around, exploring her mouth, nibbling on her lower lip and sucking her upper lip. The lewd sounds of their kiss echoed in the room.
(What a naughty sound… I’m making such a sound…)
The thought that her body was creating such noises only intensified her embarrassment.
(So embarrassing. This is too embarrassing… Ah… But, what is this? It’s not just embarrassment. This… just from kissing…)
Perhaps because they had kissed many times before, the demon seemed to know exactly where to touch to make Saria feel good. Anya precisely teased the parts that craved attention, intertwining her tongue with Saria’s and even sucking her cheeks, making the experience overwhelmingly pleasant.
“Mmm… mmm… Mm… Mm…”
Before she knew it, Saria had started moving her tongue more eagerly, seeking more pleasure. It wasn’t just about entwining their tongues; they hugged each other tightly. Their lips were the only point of contact, yet it felt as if their entire bodies were melting together. Saria’s grip on Anya’s back tightened.
“Mmm…”
At that, the demon let out a hot breath and, without hesitation, pushed Saria down onto the bed. The bed creaked loudly.
“Haa… Haa… That kiss… felt good, didn’t it?”
Anya asked, momentarily parting their lips. Her eyes were moist and a string of saliva stretched between their mouths.
“That’s not…”
Certainly, what she said was true.
But I couldn’t just easily accept it.
“You’re really sensitive, aren’t you? Well, then… um… how about this?”
Anya, wearing a slightly troubled expression, reached out and touched Saria’s breasts.
“Ah!”
She started fondling Saria’s breasts through her black tank top, her slender fingers sinking into the soft flesh. Saria’s chest, not particularly large, still had some shape to it, thanks to the caresses it had received.
“They’re not big, but they’re just the right size.”
“Don’t say things like that.”
“But it’s true. Besides… size doesn’t matter, right? See… how about it? Even if they’re small, they still feel good enough, don’t they?”
With a playful smile, Anya continued to fondle her breasts. She kneaded them over and over again.
“It’s not like it feels good or anything…”
She uttered a denial. In reality, it wasn’t that pleasurable. It felt more ticklish than anything else. She squirmed repeatedly in response to the sensation. However, after receiving the caresses for a while, that ticklish feeling began to change.
(What… what’s this? I’ve never felt this before.)
In sync with the kneading motion, her breasts began to throb with a painful sensation.
“Mm… mm… mm…”
She couldn’t help but let out a sigh. If she let her guard down, she felt like she might start making strange sounds—lewd moans.
She tightened her lips and tried to suppress her breath.
“…Looks like you’re quite sensitive. You don’t have to hold back. If it feels good, just let go.”
With an amused smile at Saria’s reaction, Anya’s caresses became even more intense. She pressed her breasts harder with her fingers. The rhythmic stimulation made Saria’s body tremble. The bed creaked with their movements, emitting a vivid sound.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
Accompanied by the creaking of the bed, she let out heated breaths.
“See, you’re getting turned on.”
Anya chuckled.
“I-I’m not… mmh… haa… nnh…”
She naturally denied it. However, she couldn’t stop her body from reacting to the movements of Anya’s fingers. She involuntarily let out sweet sighs. There was no convincing denial. Her body was incredibly sensitive. Initially, it had just felt ticklish, but even with just a little caressing, she was already experiencing pleasure. Each time her breasts were kneaded, all the tension drained from her body. As the intensity of the finger movements increased, her breaths also became rougher.
“You’re getting aroused.”
As Anya’s words suggested, her nipples began to harden.
“T-That’s… not true!”
“What’s not true? Look.”
As if to deny the denial, Anya placed her fingers on Saria’s nipples.
“Ah…”
The moment her erect nipples were touched through her clothing, a surge of pleasure shot through her body. It was such an intense sensation that her vision momentarily whitened. Her body jerked, her brows furrowed and her eyes became moist with longing.
“See, you’re feeling it. There’s no point denying it. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
Anya wore a satisfied expression at Saria’s reactions and intensified her caresses on her nipples. But it didn’t end with just pinching with her fingers. She also rolled them around, sometimes pressing them in with her fingers.
“Ah… like this… it’s a lie… mmm… ah, ah, ah…”
She had knowledge and had spent nights feeling restless and aroused. After all, Saria was a young woman. But she had never actually engaged in acts of self-pleasure before. She was determined to become a knight, to become someone respected by all and to revive the Heartness family. Until then, she must never be swayed by desire — she had endured with such strong will.
That’s why every sensation of arousal she experienced now was completely new to her. The sweet pleasure she had never felt before. With each stimulation of her breasts by Anya’s fingers, her whole body seemed to heat up to the point of burning. Her nipples and lower abdomen throbbed with excitement.
“It seems like you’re really feeling it… You’re really sensitive… um, then next…”
Seeing Saria squirming in agony, Anya prepared to take the next action. However, her movements were not very graceful.
What should she do next? She seemed to hesitate.
“Ah… Anya?”
What on earth was going on? Saria tilted her head in confusion.
“I-It’s nothing! Um… right… um, that’s it! Next, I’ll do it directly.”
With a somewhat flustered demeanor, Anya lifted Saria’s tank top.
“No way!!”
Her breasts were exposed as if they had been bounced out. She found herself exposed to Anya’s advances, a situation of undeniable shame. Saria tried to cover herself with both hands, overwhelmed by the unbearable embarrassment of exposing her own chest in front of another.
“No, show me properly.”
But Anya wouldn’t allow it. She stared straight at Saria, commanding her.
“Ugh… it’s too embarrassing…”
Despite feeling so embarrassed that she wanted to escape, Saria couldn’t resist. She stopped the movements of her hands.
“Good girl… well then… here we go.”
With a pleased expression at Saria’s response, Anya pressed her lips to Saria’s exposed breast and kissed her nipple.
“Ah!”
The moment Anya’s mouth touched her nipple, Saria felt even greater arousal than when it had been teased by fingers earlier. She let out a sweet moan.
“Hehehe.”
With an upward glance at Saria’s reaction, Anya continued to kiss her nipple. She pressed her lips against it repeatedly. Then she extended her tongue and licked it. She traced around the areola with her tongue and gently stimulated the nipple.
“Ahh… hah… hnnahhh…”
With each movement of her tongue, the heat intensified. When her nipples were stimulated, her body seemed to melt with pleasure. Unable to bear it, she let out hot breaths. With each caress, she involuntarily moaned softly.
(What’s this? I don’t know this feeling. It’s the first time… It’s embarrassing. It’s embarrassing but… no, stop it… my body feels tingly…)
The throbbing sensation grew stronger, especially in her lower body. Almost unconsciously, she rubbed her thighs together and swayed her hips from side to side. It was as if she were unconsciously pleading for more stimulation.
“Um… does this mean you want me to…?”
Of course, Anya noticed Saria’s desires.
“T-That’s not…!”
Of course, she couldn’t admit to such a thing. She couldn’t behave so shamelessly as to ask to be stimulated in her intimate area.
“Really? Um… how about this?”
After showing a thoughtful expression, Anya reached out towards Saria’s lower body.
“Ah… um, th-that’s…”
She felt a little scared now.
“There’s no need to be afraid.”
Anya smiled reassuringly at Saria’s hesitation.
“It’s okay. I’m not planning to take your first time. A virgin… yes, you’ll save it for the person you’ll meet in the future. You wouldn’t want to give your purity to someone you don’t even like, right? I understand that feeling…”
After saying that much,
“If I were to give my first time, I’d want it to be with someone I love too.”
Anya muttered softly.
“Eh… d-does that mean…?”
Trying to understand the meaning of those words.
“Huh? Ah… i-it’s nothing! It’s nothing at all!!”
It seems like the words earlier were spoken almost unconsciously. Anya’s face turned as red as if you could hear a pop.
“Could it be… Anya too…”
She realizes the meaning of her slip of the tongue.
“S-Stop it! That’s none of your business! Anyway!! How about this?! How does this feel?!”
In response, Anya provocatively touched Saria’s intimate area with her fingers.
“Ah!”
Her fingers pressed against the already moistened and slightly opened petals of flesh that had been teased like her breasts earlier. A more intense sensation rushed through her than when her breasts were being caressed. Sparks flew in her vision. Her hips jerked.
“Hehe… amazing. Your… your flowers are already wet.”
“A-Ah… d-don’t say that!!”
She knew herself that she was starting to get wet. However, when confronted with that fact by someone else, she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
“T-That’s not true! I’m not… wet or anything…”
She couldn’t admit the fact that she was getting wet, so she denied it.
But denying it was pointless.
“It’s better not to say such meaningless things. Look, even with this? Can you still say you’re not wet?”
With a provocative tone, Anya continued to tease her. She slid her fingers up and down the moistening slit. With each movement, a lewd sound filled the air. It was clearly a sound soaked in moisture.
“You can hear this sound. It’s really obscene… Hey, can you still say you’re not wet, despite this?”
“St-Stop… don’t say that!”
She shook her head.
“But it’s the truth. It feels good, doesn’t it? Enough to make you this wet.”
Squelch… squish… squelch…
The movements weren’t particularly intense. If anything, the movements of her fingers were slow. Yet she skillfully rubbed each fold. With each stroke of her entrance and each rub against her clitoris, a sweet sensation coursed through her.
“Ah… ahh… ahh… ahh…”
With each movement, she moaned softly, her body trembling multiple times.
“Oh… this… something’s coming. I’ve never felt this kind of sensation before. What is this? Ah… ahh… what’s happening to me…?”
Eventually, something hot and intense, unlike anything she had ever felt before, swelled up from her lower abdomen. It wasn’t just her body – even her mind felt clouded by the sensation.
“No… th-this… it’s changing. I don’t know… I’ve never felt anything like this… I’m scared! Anya… wait a moment! Stop it! Please!!”
Even the sensation of fear overwhelmed her as she experienced something entirely new. So she pleaded desperately for Anya to stop.
“It’s okay… that sensation, it’s probably nothing to worry about. So just let yourself go. Come on, don’t resist.”
But Anya wouldn’t listen. Instead, she intensified the movement of her fingers.
“I can’t… I can’t control it…”
“It’s okay. Come on… Saria… ngh… ngh…”
It wasn’t just about teasing with her fingers anymore. With a smirk, Anya leaned in and kissed her.
“Mmm… ngh… chuu… ngh…”
She inserted her tongue and sucked vigorously.
“No… it feels… good… I’m…”
As if pushing her body to its limits, the pleasure of the kiss was etched into her.
“Ngh… ngh… ngh!!”
The pleasure exploded within her.
Her entire body trembled as she held the sheets tightly, her eyebrows furrowed in anguish. Her back arched. She was enveloped in a sensation of pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before.
(Ahh… it feels so good…)
Overwhelmed by unbearable pleasure, Saria reached climax.
“Ngh… hahhh… hahhh… hahh…”
She felt her strength drain from her body.
As her whole body was enveloped in a state of euphoria, the female knight continued to kiss the succubus with unconscious desire.
“Hah… hah… hah… ngh… hehe, how was it? Did it feel good?”
Eventually, their lips parted. With a breath filled with heat, the succubus whispered softly.
“Ahh… it was… good…”
She didn’t have the strength to put up a front. Almost unconsciously, she affirmed her pleasure.
“Yes… it was…”
With a satisfied expression at this answer, the succubus leaned in to kiss her again. Saria responded to it.
“Mmm.” They gently touched lips to lips.
“Hey… I hate to bring this up, but was it really okay?”
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After a while since the act had finished, it seemed like Saria had finally found her voice and threw out such words.
“Huh? W-What do you mean by okay?”
Though I had a vague idea of what she wanted to say, I still returned her question with another question, trying to dodge the issue.
“What do I mean by that… I-I mean, doing this kind of thing… It was your first time too, right, Anya?”
“W-Well, that’s…”
It seemed like she had been caught asking herself aloud during the act. Should I dodge the question? Or… hesitate. But pretending now would only be futile.
“…Yes. It was my first time. I mean, doing something like this…”
There was nothing else to do but admit it.
“Sorry!?”
“N-No… It’s not that bad but… a bit unexpected.”
“Did you think that I, as a succubus, would lead this kind of decadent lifestyle, engaging in such acts?”
“W-Well, that’s…”
Though she didn’t give a clear answer, Saria’s reaction clearly indicated affirmation to the inquiry.
“I thought as much.”
“B-But what else was I supposed to do!? You suddenly kissed me out of nowhere. Anyone would react…”
“Well, that’s true. But even I was quite nervous.”
“Nervous? Why… wait, don’t tell me.”
She seemed to have understood what I wanted to say.
“Well, yeah. That’s how it is. Even the kiss… that was, you know, my first time.”
There was no point in hiding it now.
“Your first time…”
“Yeah, well… At that time, I was much more drained than you can imagine. I was just barely holding on to my existence. So, physical contact was necessary.”
“…I see. But then, how were you gathering energy before meeting me?”
“I… uh…”
Saria narrowed her eyes sharply.
“…I didn’t kill anyone or anything like that. I don’t have such hobbies. I just scared them a bit. I frightened the villagers who ventured into the forest, feeding on their feelings of fear.”
“Is that true?”
She didn’t easily believe it. Naturally…
“…Believing it or not is up to you.”
I deliberately didn’t give a clear answer.
“Well, for now, I’ll believe it… I don’t have any other choice.”
After thinking for a while, the female knight spoke like that.
“But, changing the subject… I hate to ask, but was it really okay? Your first time… with me, of all people? Weren’t you planning to do it with someone you actually liked?”
After considering that it wouldn’t be easy to come up with an answer, she changed the topic.
“…That’s, um…”
Embarrassing as it was, it was true.
So, in reality, I never intended to go through with it.
This incident was merely a means to find out where Saria had gone. I never expected her to make a choice like being embraced… But I can’t teach her about such mistakes. That would just add insult to injury.
“Y-Yeah, what you said is right. But you know, now it’s more important to recover my strength. I can’t keep hiding away like this forever. Sometimes, you have to face the music. Actually, I gained quite a bit of energy from this.”
That’s the truth.
So it’s fine. It’s okay. I repeated that to myself many times.
“I see… Well, if that’s what you think…”
While saying that, Saria had a somewhat uneasy expression on her face. Was it really okay for her, who is experiencing her first time, to be the one? She seemed to be concerned about Anya. Even though it was my first time too… She’s truly a different kind of knight. Watching her, I felt a strange surge of emotion, wondering if it was actually good for her to experience this for the first time.
“Well, in any case, this is a pretty efficient recovery method. It’s incomparable to a kiss. So… hehe.”
I stared meaningfully at Saria.
“What’s with that look? W-Wait… don’t tell me…”
It seemed like she realized what I wanted to say.
“Just that. Since we’ve done it once, why not do it again and again… From now on, let’s use this method for energy absorption.”
With a smile, Anya informed the female knight like that.
