Chapter 100 A Royal Capital Date with the Beast-Eared Young Lady꞉ Part Three, A Private After-Party
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After leaving West Park, Aerith and I ended up at an inn in the entertainment district—a love hotel, plain and simple. I’d briefly thought about heading back to my shop and using the laboratory next door, but there was no way I could stroll past Lily and the others announcing, “Alright, time to take Aerith!” It lacked a certain… delicacy.
I hadn’t sent word ahead, but Lily would get it. She’d probably figure a date like ours naturally led here.
”We walked a lot today—are you okay?” I asked as we stepped into the room.
”Ah… Ke-Kento-san!” Aerith gasped.
Before she could even set her bag down or take in the room’s tasteful vibe, I was behind her, pulling her close. My voice stayed casual, but my hands weren’t—they kneaded those soft curves I’d felt pressed against me all afternoon through her light blue dress.
She’d been merciless on the walk from the park, stroking my arm with that suggestive grace, even trying to guide my hand between her legs. Time for some payback.
”Shower first? I don’t mind either way,” I said lightly.
”Ah, ah! Don’t… don’t talk right there! And don’t rub my middle like that!” she cried.
Her grey wolf ears twitched with every breath I took against them. I kept chatting casually while my left hand stroked her lower abdomen. The shop’s Uterine Massager had clearly paid off—her external training showed real progress.
As her knees buckled, I held her steady with my left hand, my right starting on her dress buttons. I paused to caress thoroughly with each one undone. Pressing my lower body against her made her pinned tail thrash like it was desperate for escape.
”Aerith,” I whispered.
”Ye-yes…?” she breathed.
”Gently, or made to submit—which do you prefer?”
I pressed my lips to the fluffy back of her wolf ear, letting my voice vibrate through her. We’d shared a bed before, but always during her heat, when animal instinct forced me into a dominant mount to calm her. Today? No such excuse. We could go slow and sweet, or let her take charge. Perfect chance to learn what she really craved.
”Is it… possible to have both?” she asked.
”Both?” I echoed.
”Yes. Make me so giddy with kindness *and* roughness that I lose track of everything—heart and soul…”
”…Understood.”
She looked up with eyes full of eager hope. I leaned down, nipped her shapely nose playfully, and began in earnest.
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”Kyach!”
I stripped the dress off her and sat her on the bed. Gazing up at me, she wore what looked like simple white underwear at first—but the lace and intricate details screamed “victory lingerie.” She’d chosen it knowing exactly how to wrap her beauty, stoking desire like a pro.
That set probably cost six months of adventurer rations back in my early days. I leaned over, kneading her chest deliberately, tracing her inner thighs. She was already slick and ready, her pale skin shivering under the fabric.
”Wearing this all day?” I murmured.
”Yes… couldn’t risk being unprepared for you, Kento-san…” she whispered.
”So while I talked shop and we wandered on our date, you imagined being delicious for me?”
”Th-that’s right… I’m sorry…”
”Why apologize? It makes me happy, Aerith. Knowing you’re such a lovely, wanton woman…”
”Ah, ah, ah!”
Whispering in her ear, I slipped my hand under her panties. The humid space between skin and silk was scorching. While she was distracted, I unfastened her bra.
What emerged was the flawless skin of a well-bred lady, tips a clear, unblemished pink—no trace of her past heats. I leaned in, teasing one with my mouth.
”Hauu… Kento-san!” she cried.
Something clicked for her; she pulled my head closer. I let her lead while flicking with my tongue, my right hand spreading her moisture over her sensitive center.
”Phew. ‘Gentle and rough,’ right?” I said.
”Yes…” she hummed.
”Then strip the rest and get on all fours.”
”I… understand…”
She obeyed, shedding the half-off bra and soaked panties, positioning herself. Glancing back, her eyes mixed anticipation and nerves.
”Can I use the comb?” I asked.
”Eh? Ah! Yes—in the inner pocket of my bag!”
I washed my hands quick, then rummaged for the Kamara Birch comb I’d gifted her. Unwrapping it, I saw Aerith swallow hard on the bed. Her arms and knees trembled; excitement dripped down her thighs.
”Not sure if I’ll be good at this—tell me if it hurts,” I said.
”Yes. Even if you’re clumsy, that has its own…” She trailed off, tail wagging furiously. A new fetish awakening? I patted her head, then slid the comb through her grey hair.
”Haun…”
Pure ecstasy washed over her face—she nearly drooled. I combed repeatedly, kissing the locks over her back. Then, the rougher part.
”Ah! Kento-san, my chest…!”
I gripped her soft curves firmly with my left palm, squeezing her tips right on the edge of marking. My right kept gently combing.
”Now, now—don’t move. Bad girls get punished,” I chided.
”Ah, ah! What… punishment…?”
”Hmm. Maybe the ‘begging’ pose while I tease your sensitive spots till you break.”
”…!”
Humiliating or thrilling—either way, she braced and endured. Reward time: I circled front, lifted her chin, and kissed her deep.
”Nn, nn!”
She breathed sweet desperation, tangling her tongue with mine. I kept the pressure on her tips, combing her hair. Caught between soothing strokes and rough handling, she unraveled.
”Hah, hah… haun… kyeeen…”
Her strength faded. Even as I explored her mouth and nipped her tongue, she whined like a needy puppy, tail swaying wildly.
”Whew. When do you usually brush your hair?” I asked.
”Eh…? After baths, or mornings…” she panted.
”Perfect. Every time, you’ll remember this—chest gripped, tips crushed, mouth tasted…”
”Ah… yes. I’d remember anyway…”
”Good girl. Now, your tail?”
”Yes… please…”
Still on all fours, she turned her rear to me. Tail swaying over her hips left nothing hidden—her heat scent hit me hard.
”Cute backside,” I said.
”Th-thank you…”
”You combed it yesterday and this morning for me, right? That’s why it’s so perfect…”
”Yes! I wanted you to say that, Kento-san!”
”You’re my good girl, Aerith. Keep it beautiful for me every day.”
”Ah! Of course! I’m Kento-san’s female!”
Those words ignited me. I kissed her tail; fresh excitement pulsed from her, soaking the bed. Ignoring it, I kissed again, stroked gently, then combed. One more kiss.
”That’s right. You’re my female; I’m your male.”
”Yes, yes!”
She pulsed like she was marking territory, head down, hips raised, waist shaking. Her tail wagged so hard the comb slipped.
”I’ll handle this sensitive spot. Remember it every day,” I said.
”Ah! Yes! Ohhh!”
Brushing with one hand, pressing her center firmly with the other—she arched, hit her limit, and sprayed in release.
That broke me. After playing gentleman all day, my patience snapped. I set the comb aside, stripped. She glanced back, eyes widening at me fully ready.
”Remember… gently *and* roughly?” she reminded, breathless.
”I’ll try…”
We both knew promises like that wouldn’t hold.
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Summary:
Kento and Aerith conclude their date by visiting an inn for some private time. Kento teases Aerith about her choices of lingerie and her excitement throughout the day. Using the comb he bought her, Kento engages in a mix of gentle grooming and rougher physical attention. Aerith fully embraces her role as Kento’s partner, leading to a passionate climax. The chapter ends with both preparing for an even more intense encounter.
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Character Insight:
This chapter highlights Aerith’s shift from a dignified noblewoman to someone who craves Kento’s dominance and attention. Her desire for ‘both gentleness and roughness’ suggests a complex psychological need to be both cared for and conquered. Kento, meanwhile, balances his ‘gentleman’ facade with his more primal urges, showing his ability to read and cater to Aerith’s specific needs while asserting his own desires.
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Behind the Scene:
The use of the comb as an instrument of intimacy bridges the gap between the mundane date and the private encounter. Beast-kin characters in this series often exhibit animalistic traits during intimacy, such as tail-wagging or vocalizations (whining/yipping), which the author uses to emphasize their biological nature.
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T/L:
Notes:
• Aerith – A wolf beast-person and Ouka’s daughter. She is intensely attracted to Kento’s creative genius and is not shy about showing her interest. Have gray fur hair and tail, wearing elegant dress.
• Lily – the sl*ve and primary experiment subject for the magic shop, ‘Harvest.’ She has striking pink hair, Blue eyes, medium breasts, which the Protagonist associates with being ‘wanton’. She has a working knowledge of magic, which she kept hidden from the slave trader.
• Kento – The owner of the magic tool shop ‘Harvest,’ which discretely sells adult goods. He’s a former overworked, ordinary salaryman from modern Japan who was suddenly transported (isekai’d) to this fantasy world. He has dark hair and an unremarkable appearance, typically wearing a plain, slightly suspicious-looking shop owner’s clothes looks like Kazuma Satou from certain series. He has a minimal amount of magic power, enough to craft his specialty items.
• Soi – An old professor from Ajire seminary, the first to raise a question. Looks like wizardly.
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