Volume 4 Chapter 42 You Really Are the Worst, Scum~desuwa! ① ♡
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
On a tropical night, the sound of countless men and women together filled the dark coastline.
It was true—every night, a secret feast of lust was held on the hidden western beach of Grass Island. Near the campfire built on the Sandy Beach, naked men and women danced to cheerful music, while farther inland, hastily formed couples whispered words of love to the partners they had chosen for the night.
A magical barrier sealed the shore, keeping it safe and free from interruption. Because the participants were the children of powerful merchants and politicians with too much free time, even the island’s military authorities could not interfere.
Amid the sweet, drug-like fragrance that stirred desire, Kian stood before a red-haired twin-tailed girl on her knees.
Eugenia.
A member of the Order of the Lightning Knights.
Eighteen years old. She had a younger brother and sister at home.
Her height was around one hundred fifty centimeters, her chest nearly flat. She gave off no natural feminine scent, only the perfume of roses.
To keep her secret meetings with Kian from being discovered, she covered her young face with heavy makeup and a black mask hiding everything below the nose. She wore a pure white short-sleeved dress, looking like an innocent girl pretending to be older. The sight gave Kian a forbidden thrill. And her defiant, punishable expression only added to it.
”Excuse me, you filthy man,” Eugenia said with contempt, pulling up her mask.
She lowered her lips and accepted him into her mouth.
Kian grunted.
With the black cloth hiding her face, he could not see the pink lips wrapped around him. But he could feel the wet softness sliding along his skin. Her brows furrowed in shame, her face reddened as the lewd voices of the couples around them echoed through the night. Still, she moved obediently.
Her small tongue traced the underside. Her tight lips rubbed against him. The sensation was weaker than what Amora had given him before, yet still pleasant. Eugenia’s careful nature showed even here, her mouth soft and filled with saliva.
It was not a strong stimulation that led to release, but more like a gentle massage.
She breathed hard through her nose as she continued.
Eugenia closed her eyes and focused on her task. She must have been influenced by the couples around them. Her pride as a knight of the Order forced her to keep silent, hiding her humiliation as she worked.
Moist sounds escaped as she moved her head back and forth. Drool wet her lips, and once she sucked in air with a sharp noise.
”Yes. That strength is good. Stronger—keep going,” Kian ordered coldly.
She obeyed, pressing closer, swallowing him deeper. Two-thirds of his length disappeared inside, touching the back of her throat.
She coughed once but forced herself to continue. Her hand even reached down to touch him beneath, without hesitation.
It was not the shy act of a maiden. Perhaps her duties as a knight had made her used to dirt and death. Perhaps it was also because she had cared for her younger siblings like a mother, handling chores others would avoid. She worked now in the same detached, dutiful way.
Drool spilled again, and she breathed in sharply. His body’s natural fluids carried an aphrodisiac effect. Even though her mind rejected him as a disgusting man, her body reacted with heat.
At one point, she stopped moving and looked down at the sand. Her shoulders trembled as she touched him with both hands.
”Don’t stop,” Kian said coldly. “Serve me properly. Right now, Amora is better at handling me than you.”
”…! Comparing me to someone else? That is the lowest, scum~desuwa! You make it sound as if I am less of a woman than Amora!”
”The skill of service has nothing to do with a woman’s worth. I only said Amora’s technique is better than yours.”
”That is still an insult to me—and to Amora!” she snapped, her blue eyes blazing with anger. “You men are so arrogant!”
”Then should I pretend your poor skill feels good, just to give you satisfaction instead? That would be more selfish.”
”You—! You always twist words!”
Kian pulled her up and brushed the sand from her knees with a light wind spell.
”You’re right. Simply giving orders won’t convince you. I’ll show you first, then you try again.”
”A demonstration? No! Don’t touch me!” she protested, backing away with her ribbons bobbing like cat ears.
”Didn’t you say you would take Amora’s place?”
Her lips trembled. She looked at him with loathing but obeyed, stepping close. Crossing her arms before her flat chest, she glanced down.
”Do as you like, you villain.”
”Good. Put your hands on that rock. Show me your back.”
”What are you planning~desuno?”
”The same thing you did for me. I’ll use my mouth on you.”
Her body froze. Yet she did not scream or flee. She had accepted being Amora’s substitute. With pure hatred in her eyes, she placed her hands on the sandstone, pushing her hips back toward him.
Kian grinned and pressed against her.
The moment she felt him through the thin fabric of her dress, her legs wavered once, but she held her ground. “Disgusting,” she spat.
He ran his hands along her sides, feeling the thin muscle, the flat stomach, the strong thighs of a trained knight. Her chest was flat, but her nipples reacted through the cloth.
”You’re sensitive,” he said with a smirk.
”Shut up!” she cried, twisting her head, her twin tails swaying.
Despite her protests, her breathing grew heavier, her body’s warmth rising.
”Your body is hot. You may hate it, but you can’t stop it,” Kian murmured.
”You… disgusting man.”
Her only answer was to call him a pervert, even as she trembled under his touch.
Eugenia’s eyes twisted with disgust. Kian ignored her and pressed his nose under her dress at the side of her chest. The scent of sweat was there, but it was mixed with a sweet and sour fragrance that was strangely pleasant. He could feel his ck leaking against the back of her skirt.
She gasped as his fingers moved from brushing around her flat chest to scratching at her nipples.
Eugenia’s n**les were surprisingly large. Her chest was flat, yet the tips stood out, and the areola around them seemed wide as well. When his fingers pushed at her chest, the flesh dipped slightly before reaching the swollen tip. It might have been more than a centimeter across.
If she were undressed, her body would show no breasts but wide, pink areola, making her seem all the more indecent.
She clenched her teeth, sweat running down her skin as she breathed hard beneath her mask. Her eyes twisted further, her face filled with loathing. Yet her body still shivered at the scratching of her nipples, showing a sensitive response she could not control.
The rose perfume she wore mixed now with the sharper scent of her own sweat. It was the sweet-sour smell of a teenage girl. Kian’s vampire instincts urged him to claim her.
He kissed her neck.
She gave a short breath.
His lips slid slowly down her back.
Her breath grew harsher and uneven.
Then he pressed his face into the curve of her skirted rear.
She cried out in protest, her voice high and angry. “Stop that! It’s filthy! Stop it at once!”
Even so, she was a knight of the Order. Her body bore the proof of long training. Her upper frame was thin, but her lower body was firm and strong, leaving her with round hips made for bearing children.
Her long legs made the curve of her hips stand out even more. Kian rubbed his cheek against her and inhaled deeply.
”Stop it!” she shouted again, twisting to push at his head, but his strength was overwhelming.
He slid his hand forward and pressed firmly against her lower stomach. Eugenia let out a startled, broken sound and rose up on her toes.
Though her body smelled clean, there was now the faintest trace of vanilla-like heat, so different from Amora’s animal scent. Pure, untainted, and unmistakably feminine.
”Stop it! It’s disgusting—ah!”
He rubbed her hips again and pressed his face deep into her skirted rear. The cloth clung, shaping to her curves. His nose touched lower, near her secret place. The vanilla scent grew stronger, surrounding him.
She gave muffled noises, her body trembling as he ran his hand down her thighs. When his fingers brushed her bare knee, a sharp cry escaped her lips.
Looking up, he saw her face burning red above her mask as she pressed her hand to her mouth. Her blue eyes glared at him with hatred. He only chuckled softly and pushed his head beneath her skirt.
She gasped again.
Inside was filled with the clean fragrance of soap, blended with the sweetness of her body.
Her long white thighs were clearly slimmer than the other knights’. Amora and Medea’s legs carried sensual curves, but Eugenia’s were thin, straight, and elegant.
Her skin was smooth and fair, the kind that looked best with a soft skirt.
He thought of the tavern girl Esther, though Eugenia’s legs were healthier and better trained.
Her voice rang out again in a mix of protest and panic as his hand slid upward from her knees, over her thighs, along her panties, and to her stomach. Turning his head, he saw her nipples standing hard and pink against her dress, wider than he expected.
He reached with both hands and touched them, while his face stayed pressed against her rear. Breathing in deeply through the cloth, he found only her sweet sweat and vanilla scent.
”Even a knight of the Order cries like an ordinary girl,” he mocked.
”Be silent! You—ah—you touch me in such vile ways!” she snapped.
”And yet your body feels warmer,” he said calmly.
She gave a trembling sound in answer.
With one hand, he pressed his fingers to the wide circles around her nipples, pinching and twisting gently. Her flat chest shifted under the pressure, the tips bending at odd angles. Beneath her skirt, her thighs shivered uncontrollably.
Leaning against the rock, she tried to endure. Her small but rounded hips pressed firmly against his face, as if they might fuse together.
”St-stop… don’t touch me…!” she cried, her voice rising with true anger.
But her body betrayed her again, trembling at every touch.
Her eyes burned with hatred, but he only smirked.
She gave a sharp cry as he rolled her ni**les harder. Her thighs shook, and a stronger wave of vanilla sweetness filled the air.
Tears welled as she screamed at him: “You disgusting man! Scum!”
He only laughed softly. “And yet, you look as if you’re enjoying it.”
”Never! This vile act brings only shame and disgust!”
He smiled cruelly. “I only wanted to see you lose your composure.”
Her voice faltered into another trembling gasp.
Kian felt Eu squirm on the other side of the fabric. Her hand touched the back of his head.
”S-stop! Stop it! No! Stop! You pervert! Pervert!”
Ignoring her protests, he continued to draw out her juices, sending vibrations through her core. Eu’s toes curled, and her legs began to tremble violently.
”No! Not like this, you creep! Noooo! Gaaaah! No~desuno! Noooo! Haaaaaaah!”
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she squirmed, her voice breaking with each desperate plea.
”Hic! Ohh!—Oh, ohhh!—Ouuu! I’m going, I’M GOING, I’M GOING!”
Her legs spread wide, unable to resist. He pressed his mouth against her most sensitive spot, licking and sucking, sending waves of pleasure straight to her brain.
It was as if she were a young girl trapped by a tentacle monster, her lower body completely restrained, overwhelmed with pleasure. Eu’s petite frame trembled as she reached her peak.
Her hips tensed, and her thigh muscles flexed. The sand beneath them crunched.
She let out a long, trembling cry, her body arching as she climaxed. Thick fluids overflowed from her untouched core, drenching his fingers and arms.
”Ah… Ah”
Even as her body shook like a victim’s, he continued to lick her most intimate place. Her legs, which had been rigid, slowly lost their strength.
She was almost in a facesitting position.
The scent of vanilla filled his mouth, and her soft thighs pressed against his cheeks.
”Mmm… Haa… Haaah…”
Eu struggled to sit up, her skirt disheveled. Kian gently pulled her close, supporting her trembling body. She seemed unable to stand. Leaning against a large rock, he cradled the twin-tailed girl in his arms, her breath ragged. He lifted her black mask, kissing her lips, painted a soft pink.
”Mmm… Pah… Mph… Ah! S-stop it~desuno!”
She slapped his cheek, but he didn’t flinch. Eu stammered, “I-I’m sorry!”
”You’re angry one moment, apologizing the next. You’re a busy one, aren’t you?”
”…!”
”Good. That defiance will make training you more fun. Anyway, that’s how you pleasure someone.”
”…!”
”What’s wrong? Your turn now. I’ve shown you what I can do.”
”…If I lick, is that enough~desuno?”
Eu clung to his arm, her legs still weak. Kian sat her down beside him, crossing his legs in his dark bottoms. Due to their height difference, Eu settled comfortably on his lap.
”Yes, like this, no one can see us behind the rock. Forget your shame and do as you desire.”
”Understood. If it’s an order, I’ll obey.”
”Amora was more eager, though.”
”…! I can’t happily suck something so dirty and smelly!”
”Really?”
”――――!”
”Your body seems to disagree, though.”
”Shut up~desuno!”
Eu snapped, sliding off his lap onto the sandy beach, crouching like a cat. She pushed her hair aside, removing her mask, and leaned toward his exposed manhood.
The sweet scent of her hair filled the air as she blew softly on the tip, then enveloped it in her warm mouth.
Her breath caught as she adjusted, her lips moving tentatively at first, then with growing urgency.
Her mouth worked feverishly, her tongue tracing his length, her lips creating a tight seal. The sounds of her efforts were muffled, wet, and rhythmic.
He reached under her skirt, his hand sliding between her thighs.
”Nngg… Huff… Huff, mmm…”
Eu glared as he rubbed her through her panties, but she didn’t stop. He teased her softly, enjoying her eager, sloppy mouth.
Her lips moved faster, her breath coming in short gasps as she sucked him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each pull.
Unknowingly, she swallowed his pre-cum, laced with aphrodisiac, her body heating up.
Her sucking grew more desperate, and soon she swallowed him to the base, her mouth working feverishly.
Her youthful face, lips glossed, greedily sucking him in, drove him to the edge.
”Guh, I’m close.”
She paused, her eyes widening slightly, before nodding mutely.
”Swallow it. Don’t you dare waste a drop.”
Her grip on him tightened as he erupted, his release thick and plentiful. She choked slightly, her throat working as she swallowed, her face flushing.
It took time, but eventually, every drop was gone.
”Haaah… Nng… Huff… Huff…”
Her body trembled as she pulled away, her hips swaying, pressing her core against his hand.
”You’re incredibly aroused, aren’t you?”
”You… are touching me, aren’t you? Using some aphrodisiac that makes women desperate?”
”Sharp girl.”
”Pathetic, relying on drugs to seduce women.”
”And you’re fighting the effects. Impressive.”
”…!”
Kian helped Eu stand, pressing her against the rock.
”Well, I’ll take your virginity now. Any objections?”
Notes:
• Amora – Scipio’s fiance, and the knight of crete.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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