Chapter 354 The Guild Receptionist ③*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The “Third Phase” of my examination with Marm¹, the guild receptionist, had reached its peak. Her grand display of self-pleasure-using her personal “Tremble-Vibe-Buddy²,” the device she’d nicknamed “Kento-kun³,”-reached a staggering climax after several waves of intense orgasms.
”…Are you satisfied now?” Marm asked, her breath coming in shallow hitches.
”Yes. It was a masterfully executed performance,” I replied.
In truth, the sight had been remarkably educational. The sheer durability of that “Tremble-Vibe-Buddy” was top-tier; it had survived a year and a half of such relentless, aggressive use. Even as it hammered against her womb and became slick with her nectar, “Kento-kun” never faltered. If it could last another five, ten, or even twenty years, it truly would deserve the title of a second lover.
Watching the device’s base peeking out from her drenched, pulsing heat, I felt a strange sense of pride in my craftsmanship. I actually considered asking her about her maintenance routine, but…
”Hey,” Marm muttered.
”Hmm?” I grunted.
”If you don’t show at least a little jealousy or excitement, it makes my humiliation feel entirely wasted,” Marm said, glaring at me with glazed eyes.
She reached down and, with a wet, suctioning slide, pulled the device out of herself. The shaft was coated in a thick, foamy lather of her arousal, a glistening testament to the heights of her ecstasy.
”Or… do you simply lack the confidence to outmatch a magic circuit you built yourself?” Marm challenged.
It was a transparent provocation. Yet, it was more than enough to stir my possessiveness-especially when she used her other hand to spread her bronzed folds wide, inviting my gaze. I stripped off my own clothes and snatched the toy from her hand.
”Ah…! ♡” Marm gasped.
”If you’re going to talk that big,” I growled, “then I assume you’re prepared to be driven to whimpering by the real Kento-kun?”
Taking the bait, I set the device aside and loomed over her. Go on, watch from the sidelines, “Kento-kun.” Watch as this woman, who has shared a bed with you for eighteen months, completely succumbs to the living, breathing original!
With that ridiculous thought fueling me, I buried my face in her sweat-slicked, tan breasts. She carried the mellow fragrance of a mature woman, her body offering a rich fleshiness that balanced firmness with a soft, inviting give. I immediately caught her peaks between my thumbs and gave them a sharp, rolling twist.
”Nngh…! ♡ Wait, h-hey… don’t be so rough…! ♡” Marm said, her voice trembling.
The way her voice hitched told me she was craving exactly what she was protesting. I arched my back, driving my hips forward to trace her slick entrance with my bare length.
”Ahhh…! ♡♡♡” Marm cried out.
The sensation of her drenched, pulsing flesh was incredible. I teased her, the air filling with the sound of wet friction as I searched for the mouth of her honey pot. As I nuzzled against her breasts, she began to buck her hips impatiently until, finally, my tip was swallowed with a heavy, lubricated slide. She skillfully guided me deep inside, taking me all the way in.
”Ah, ahhh! It’s so deep… it really is…! ♡♡♡” Marm moaned.
”You like it right here, don’t you?” I asked.
It felt like plunging into a scalding bath. Mirroring the motions of her toy, I began to grind and knead against her womb. Her reaction was dramatic; her internal walls clamped down on me with a desperate, pulsing grip, and she pulled my head into her chest with both arms.
”Mmph-!?” I muffled a protest.
”Kento-kun…! ♡♡♡ Ah, ahhh! ♡♡♡!?” Marm screamed.
Smothered by her breasts, I tried to speak, but she was far beyond listening. Her body curled inward as she shivered through a massive orgasm, clutching me to her. For now, I’d achieved the same feat as my mechanical predecessor, but I wasn’t about to let her be satisfied with just that.
”Ah…! ♡♡♡ W-wait, I’m coming…! ♡♡♡ I’m still coming…! ♡♡♡” Marm sobbed.
”Heh. If you thought I was going to stop just because you finished-the way a machine would-you’re dead wrong,” I said, pulling back.
I escaped the heaven of her breasts and began to churn the inside of her wet depths. She looked up at me with wide, shocked eyes, as if only now realizing that the man pinning her down wasn’t a tool she could control, but a force of nature she had no hope of taming.
I stole her lips, kissing her with a predatory ferocity. I felt her entire frame shudder. She tried to meet my tongue with the same fire she had shown earlier, but she was too delirious from her climax to keep up.
With her thoroughly dominated, she spiraled into another peak. In truth, she hadn’t stopped coming since we started. I held her trembling body close, listening to her ragged, sweet gasps. I’d thought “trembling” was the machine’s trademark, but she was doing a fine job of it herself.
”Nn… gasp…! ♡♡♡ No, Kento-kun… not like this…! ♡♡♡” Marm panted.
”What do you mean ‘no’? Tell me. Me or that device… which ‘Kento-kun’ feels better?” I pressed.
”Ah…! ♡♡♡” Marm gasped.
Her eyes darted to the side, landing on the discarded toy. She was clearly comparing the man currently ravaging her to the companion she’d relied on for so long. Her body gave a needy, throbbing squeeze in response.
”…I-I still can’t tell…! ♡♡♡” Marm whispered.
”Heh… fine then. I guess I’ll just have to give you a lot more data to compare… right!?” I growled.
”Nkyu…! ♡♡♡!? Ahh…! ♡♡♡ W-wait, if you move like that now, I’m going to…! I’m coming again…! ♡♡♡♡♡!” Marm shrieked.
I pulled back nearly all the way and drove home, crushing her depths. She writhed, trying to escape the intensity, but I pinned her down and pursued her relentlessly. The rhythm was visceral-a heavy, wet pounding that echoed through the room. I surrendered to the primitive joy of the act, the heat and friction blurring everything else.
”Ngh…! ♡ Ahh…! ♡ Stop…! ♡♡♡ Ah! ♡♡♡ Hah…! ♡♡♡♡♡!?” Marm cried out.
She let out a mix of high-pitched squeals and guttural moans, her crimson hair flying wildly. I smoothed her hair back and kissed her forehead, then licked her earlobe, savoring the scent of her skin.
The image of the composed, smiling guild receptionist superimposed over this broken, lewd woman made me burn even hotter. While my lower half was a storm of motion, I kept my upper body calm, dropping light kisses on her shoulders and collarbones.
”Hah…! ♡♡♡ Kento-kun, ah, ahhh…! ♡♡♡ You’re being so mean…! ♡♡♡ If you’re going to do this…! ♡♡♡” Marm whispered into my ear.
”Then just ruin me…!” she begged. Apparently, the contrast between my gentle kisses and the relentless pounding below was more than she could take. Without thinking, I reflexively bit down on her collarbone.
”Nn-iiiiiih…! ♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?” Marm bucked wildly.
I held her down, sucking hard enough to leave a mark before running my fingers through her hair. I hammered my hips home while leaning down to lick the upper curves of her bronzed breasts.
”No, no…! ♡♡♡ This is-it’s too much-! ♡♡♡ Ah, ngh, nnnnnnn…! ♡♡♡♡♡!!!” Marm screamed.
I lost track of her orgasms. She grabbed at my head, and I responded by biting, marking, and licking every inch of skin I could reach. The aphrodisiac played its part, but her constitution-cultivated by eighteen months of “Kento-kun’s” work-made her incredibly responsive.
”Let it out…! ♡♡♡ Please…! ♡♡♡ Hurry…! ♡♡♡ Or else…! ♡♡♡ Aaaaaahhhhhhhh…! ♡♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?” Marm pleaded.
In the throes of a deep climax, she finally realized the only way to end the overwhelming pleasure was to satisfy me. She clawed at my head, desperately pressing her chest against mine while grinding her hips to tighten her grip. If she was going to beg…
”Fine. Then have it exactly the way you want it…!” I roared.
”Ah, gh, nmph…! ♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?” Marm cried.
I surged into her one last time, burying myself deep and surrendering to the release while devouring her lips. She let out a muffled scream of ecstasy, her nails digging deep into my back. I gave one last, jarring thrust to ensure she felt every bit of it.
”──────────…! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
We collapsed together, hearts racing, as the waves of pleasure slowly receded. We stayed locked in that embrace for a long time, until her limbs finally went limp and I gently let her go.
”Haa… haa… haa…! ♡♡♡ You’re… you’re really something else, Kento-kun…! ♡♡♡” Marm panted.
”Are you satisfied now?” I asked.
”Back at the guild, you were always such a cute kid…! ♡♡♡” Marm whispered, lost in a daze.
Hearing her say that only made me want to show her just how “un-cute” I could truly be.
”I’d be disappointed if you thought that was all I had to offer, you know?” I said.
”Eh…?” Marm stammered.
As she realized her mistake, I reached over and showed her the bottle of aphrodisiac I’d brought. I don’t mind being doted on by a beautiful older woman, but for tonight, I was going to make sure she understood exactly what she’d unleashed. I was going to spend the night reminding her of my old desires-and just how dangerous it is to provoke a man.
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Summary:
Kento takes over the role of pleasure-giver from Marm’s toy, ‘Kento-kun.’ He asserts his dominance by providing a level of intensity a machine cannot match. The chapter concludes with Kento preparing to use aphrodisiacs for an all-night session.
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Trivia:
- Marm has used the toy for 18 months.
- Kento actually built the magic circuit inside the toy.
- Marm viewed Kento as a ‘cute kid’ during their time at the guild.
- Kento’s possessiveness was triggered by Marm’s comparison of him to a machine
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Character Insight:
Kento shows a vengeful streak regarding his masculinity, while Marm transitions from a teasing professional to a completely submissive partner craving ruin.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses the toy as a literal foil for the protagonist, creating a ‘man vs. machine’ trope in an adult context.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• 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.
• Marm – The attractive, red-haired, tanned receptionist at the Adventurer’s Guild. She wears a uniform that emphasizes her ‘nice body.’ She is kind and acts like a supportive ‘big sister’ figure to Kento. Looks like Mirajane Strauss from certain series.
• Ray – A Viscount with flaxen-gold hair in a men’s wolf cut. Possesses a sweet mask and a prince-like aura. It is revealed at the end that Ray is actually a woman. She has started manufacturing and selling adult goods similar to Kento’s products in the Royal Capital’s pleasure district.
• Soi – An old professor from Ajire seminary, the first to raise a question. Looks like wizardly.
• Suu – Secretary for the Royal Capital Beast-person Mutual Aid Association and a cat beast-person. Sample No. 19 in Kento’s report. She steps up as the first witness for the defense. Wears glasses and a tight suit.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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