Chapter 138: The Sun, the Moon, and the Sword (3) 🔞

༺ The Sun, the Moon, and the Sword (3) ༻

Squelch— Squelch— Squelch—

The wet noises were distinctly ringing in my ears.

"Ugh, aaaugh..."

Along with that raunchy noise, a voice, which would usually only be accompanied by harsh words of criticism, was producing melting-ice-like sweet moans.

I was obviously not foolish enough to not realize what was happening here. Hippolyte was definitely pleasuring herself right beside me.

And as if that wasn't enough already, her fingers were running all over my dick, and touching it everywhere.

Damn, what the? Was she masturbating while touching my thing?

I was both flustered and surprised at that realization. But most of all, I was extremely aroused and felt like the blood from my whole body was being drained and concentrated on my lower body.

""Guh, w-we can't, Samaritan... I-I swore an oath of purity..."

And to finish it all off, Hippolyte even began to mutter some incomprehensible nonsense out of her lips. What? What's wrong with her?

"H-Huuuuuh. Y-You know I can't resist at night... That's why you were waiting for this opportunity, right...? Hah, h-how barbaric..."

Squelch— Rub—

Was Hippolyte playing some fantasy in her head while masturbating? She seemed to be thinking of a scenario where I was forcing myself on her.

"Ugh, I-I'd rather be killed... I-I can't believe you are relieving your heightened stress from the war on me..."

And I just wasn't able to believe that she was taking advantage of a sleeping man and fantasizing about him raping herself.

Such weird sexual behavior. As expected, all talented adventurers had a few screws loose.

It was only natural for someone going back and forth between life and death to have a few odd quirks after all.

"Huuh, p-put it inside? I-Impossible... W-What about Knoxdotty...? Aaaah, huuuh..."

Hyppolyte's breaths were just growing rougher and louder with each passing second.

At the same time, the already fierce grip on my meat rod also became even stronger, and I felt even more blood rushing to the very tip of my schlong.

It would feel very good if she kept rubbing it up and down but she was holding it like a bus handle, so I wasn't feeling much satisfaction.

"Haa, haagh, heuuh, huuuh, anf, aaaa... N-Not inside... H-Have your babies, babies? Huuh, what, what? You're gonna make me give birth to your child...? How barbaric, barbaric..."

Hippolyte's imagination seemed to be running wild.

But I wondered if our minds were somehow connected as if I had been invited into Hippolyte's imagination, just what was she thinking of?

Because of that, I was also imagining myself doing those things to her as if that was actually happening in reality.

"A-An uncivilized barbarian who can't even use a fork... I don't want to bear such a child. Huh, huh... No way. No way... It's, it's unfair to push with that much force... Uugh!"

Kwaaaaaaaak—

The grip that was holding my erection became incredibly strong and menacing. As a result, my thing started getting twisted by that grip of hers as though the hand was trying to squeeze out almost empty toothpaste.

"Aaaah, huuuh, uuuuh-."

At the same time, Hippolyte trembled all over her body. Was she reaching a climax right now? However, the force holding onto my erection became so strong that I unintentionally let out a scream, "Ugh—"

It really hurt so much, to the point that it felt like my schlong might burst at any moment. I wanted to hold back my voice, but I was unable to due to the spiking pain.

Hippolyte's body trembled with a start.

"S-Samaritan..."

She finally called out to me. Perhaps she wanted to check if I was asleep or awake.

However, pretending to sleep up to this point in such a situation seemed even more unreasonable. So, I decided to respond to her words.

"Y-Yesh..."

"Since when have you been up?"

"Since you put your finger on my nose..."

"...Hing! Hung, huuuh, aaeeang..."

Hyppolite, perhaps due to being surprised, started producing sounds like a beaten dog.

Did I cause an error with my unexpected answer?

"... F-From the very beginning then. Why did you not answer when I called...?"

"..."

I didn't know what to say in response. I couldn't even figure out where to start or how to arrange the explanations that had been swirling around in my head until just now.

While I was contemplating what to say, Hipolyte, trembling ever so slightly, spoke first with a quivering voice.

"...I-I finally understand now. You-You knew everything, didn't you...? You were trying to exploit my weakness, Samaritan..."

"... Yesh?"

"You set up a trap to take advantage of my weakness and then use me as you please... There's no way this would have happened otherwise..."

"Weakness...?"

"... Yes, I-I'm sure. I can't listen to any reason at all whenever I see you. It's all, all because of your evil tactics. An evil trick of the Samaritans."

Hippolyte's ramblings became even more bizarre with each passing moment.

The always full-of-confidence female warrior had fully broken down at this moment.

Shocked by this nigh-unbelievable fact, I had no choice but to rise from my lying state. As I did, the dimly lit hut revealed Hippolyte's sturdy physique clearly.

"D-Don't come any closer— Barbarian—!"

"No, no, I'll come close and take care of myself. To clear up any misunderstandings..." (check)

"You must have waited until the day my vow of chastity was revoked. Y-You were going to assault me today!"

My goodness.

Having a younger sister, I understood her current state very well. There are days when women completely lose their senses and go mad with desire. Today seemed to be exactly one of those days for Hippolyte.

On the other hand, it made sense from a pragmatic perspective too. She was caught pleasuring herself while rubbing her vagina on my schlong. Only someone completely crazy would be able to maintain his composure in such a situation.

Holy shh! I don't think I'd be able to do anything were I in her position.

So, Hippolyte must be enacting some kind of mental defense mechanism right now.

She was probably trying to forget that she had acted on her desire and resorted to pleasuring herself recklessly just then, portraying herself as a valiant warrior who got trapped by some sort of trap that I had created.

Honestly, it's a pretty fucking ridiculous setup, but Hippolyte was really pushing for it.

Hippolyte continued her nonsensical rambling.

"I-I knew from the moment you peeped at my chest. You approached me with such intentions from the beginning, Samaritan."

"It wasn't me who approached—"

"You even peeped on me when I was bathing and touched my chest without permission. In the end, you're the one orchestrating all of this. I won't be humiliated any further. I'll, I'll scream..."

"Wait, scream...?"

If Hippolyte were to scream right now, Luna, sleeping on the second floor, might wake up. She'd wonder what was going on and come downstairs. She'd then probably find me without my pants on. Dammit, that should not happen!

"Wait, Miss Hippolyte. Calm down, calm down..."

"Y-You're trying to silence me by putting that huge thing in my mouth, right? I-I know it all! Ugh, c-coward..."

Hippolyte clicked her tongue, acting as though she was furious by the current events.

"Alright, now go ahead and suppress your desires in my mouth... O-Or I'll scream. You'll be caught and castrated as a result of being a molester."

"Ooo, fuck."

The idea of being castrated was nightmarish.

And because Hippolyte was breathing heavily, like she was going to shout any moment now, I urgently rushed toward her and could only stuff whatever was available into her mouth.

And conveniently, the only thing available that could cover her mouth as she was sitting down happened to be my stiffly erect schlong.

So, in the end, I found myself putting my meat rod between her lips. But this way, wouldn't it just end up unfolding into a situation that the crazy Hippolyte was babbling about all night?

"Uuuh, Uuub—"

Damn, I just wanted to quietly sleep. How did I end up doing such a crazy thing? Unless it was some malicious scheme against me, how could something like this happen to me?

Was this the work of the cultists?

Were any of them left in the city?

"Huuuh, uub, uuuuuh—"

With her mouth blocked, Hippolyte writhed in agony. If it were her usual self, she would have easily broken free from my grasp.

[Stats] Name: Hippolyte Heaven Singer Lv. ??? → 3

Condition: Blood Curse >Moonlight Enervation > ????>

Currently, for some unknown reason, her level had significantly dropped to level 3. Of course, even in this state, it was clear that I couldn't afford to be complacent against the formidable Hippolyte.

But curiously enough, Hippolyte, with her mouth blocked by me, seemed to have become quite docile, like a tamed tiger with a muzzle put on its jaws.

"Uuuuh, hauuugh—"

Moreover, as if she had been waiting for this very situation all along, she began licking my rod, and there couldn't be anything more stimulating to my already aroused self.

Slurp— Slurp—

The sucking force was stronger than I had expected, and it felt like my schlong was going to be completely ripped off at this rate. I never thought I'd experience something like this in my lifetime.

Thump—

In my astonishment, I ended up putting my hand on Hippolyte's head, and whether it was because of that or not, she started moving her mouth faster and faster.

Slurp— Slurp— Slurp— Slurp—

The excitement built up so quickly. I might have lost control right there if I hadn't kept my composure.

How long did the sound of her lascivious sucking continue?

Perhaps because she found it hard to breathe, Hippolyte spat out my thick rod and then started speaking in a quivering voice.

"Ugh, oh, you intend to use today's incident to threaten me and make me do this in the future, huh?"

"That's not it at all."

"It's no use lying. Y-You've made a man's, well, man... manhood... stand so erect. You must want to touch my body, right...?"

And then Hippolyte laid down on the mat that I had prepared for sleeping.

"You can do as you please, now. But my heart will not be broken. I-I'm a warrioress of Mars. A man's... A mere barbarian's threats of violence will not corrupt me..."

Do as you please now. I felt as if I was hit on the head with a hammer when I heard those words.

There, before me, the tall and voluptuous Hippolyte was lying, looking so defenseless and revealing her whole body.

How could a man not be aroused by such a sight?

However, the only feelings on my mind, were anxiousness and nervousness, thinking that this was some kind of trap.

Maybe a guard would kick the door and then rush inside as soon as I touched her body?

It felt like this was a well-planned trap or prank set up by this crazy warrioress.

"I can feel your unpleasant thoughts. I'll scream and escape after recovering my strength, if you don't humiliate me soon, then... I'll then run outside and call the guards."

"Oh, fucking damn it..."

"Your swears are a clear display of your true vulgar nature. Barbarian...!"

"Damn it...!"

How dare you put me through all this trouble in the middle of the night? With my libido and fury rising, I could be said to be furious in more than one way.

Thus, with the objective to release all my pent-up rage and take revenge for what she was putting me through, I laid my hands on Hippolyte's soft-looking bare chest.

Soft—

Then I felt something huge wrap around my palms, something very fluffy, warm, and very bouncy. Her breasts felt nothing like Luna's.

"Uuuugh..."

How could someone carry such a large thing on their body?

With slight feelings of guilt lingering around my mind, I could feel the sensation of the blood leaving my limbs, making them tingle ever so slightly. At the same time, I could feel my view darken because of the incredible softness to which any man would instantly fall.

Soft— Soft— Soft—

I continued touching her chest. To be frank, I wanted to do this every time I saw her barely-covered chest move around. But I knew that I shouldn't have, so I chose to endure all those times.

I knew I would never miss the chance to fondle them if it ever presented itself to me, even if I had to trade my life for it.

"Huuuh, I-I knew you were coveting my breasts, like a hungry owlf. Uuuh, s-so chilling..."

I could feel her body shivering as if she was getting goosebumps due to the influx of sensations I was making her experience.

Hippolyte was as hot as a steamed rice cake, however...

Was her body temperature higher because of her high body metabolism? Her breasts were so soft and supple that I could feel their fiery heat with my every touch.

Her body was scalding hot.

This heat felt a bit too much since we're now in the summer season but It'd probably feel good to have these nearby in winter.

"Huuuh, auuuh, t-that place..."

While still fiddling with her chest, I unconsciously spread Hippolyte's armpits and pressed them together.

I had vaguely been thinking about it before. But as I briefly drifted into thoughts about a massage, my stray thoughts directly transformed into desires.

Hippolyte's armpits were incredibly smooth. Seeing how completely smooth and devoid of any roughness they were, it felt like they had been this way from the very beginning.

Press— Press—

"Uuuh, aah, uuuuh, w-why are you touching my armpits..."

But because the sensation of touching something soft and supple was quite pleasant, I focused on gently stroking the area along her armpits with my fingers.

The large-chested Hippolyte was moving about a lot so there probably was a lot of bad energy stored in the lymph nodes of her armpits.

Massaging them will loosen up her shoulders and reduce the feelings of heaviness in her chest.

"Uuuh, ang... I-It feels a bit different from what I th-thought... Uuuh, ang..."

Hippolyte was twisting her body as if the stimulation from touching her armpits was quite unfamiliar to her. That meant that my massage was working wonders on her body. Paying attention to where all my fingers were pressing, I began stimulating her lymph nodes more carefully.

Swoosh—

This was just a massage.

Swoosh— Swish—

It was not anything indecent.

Swoosh— Swish— Swoosh—

Therefore...

Swoosh— Swooosh—

"Aaaang, ung, m-my body... Y-You want to humiliate every inch of my body... With that clumsy massage of yours... It's useless... Uuung..."

But, like every other time, Hippolyte kept cussing about the ineffectiveness of my massage. While I was aware of how lacking I was in general, I was very confident in my massaging skill and didn't enjoy them being made fun of.

"In that case, let's see if you can endure this."

Brrrrrrrrr—

I began vibrating my hands like a cheat vibrator massager. At the same time, I triggered my Shining Hands (forgot the name) blessing, making my fingers glow up.

Light up—

The dark cabin suddenly became illuminated with a faint light.

Hippolyte's eyes, after witnessing my glowing hands, showed an expression of terror the likes of which I had never seen before.

"W-Whats... Why, why did your hands light up? Can you really use Aura, Samaritan...?"

"..."

Instead of answering, I placed my vibrating hands on the insides of her thighs.

Shake—

"Uuung, haaaah...!"