Chapter 383 Combat Drill*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Mrs. Tsuki, just take black stocking’s.”
He fought down the restless heat building inside him, forcing the words out evenly. “You and black stocking are about the same size. Even if the stockings are a little small, it doesn’t matter.”
”Actually, smaller’s even better.”
The image of Tsuki in those stockings—the way the fabric would bite into the plush flesh of her thighs—sent Aki’s Great Dragon standing ramrod straight.
Her snowy skin gleamed under the light, casting a bewitching luster. The sensual, voluptuous married woman stood before the wardrobe, hesitating for a long moment, before finally pulling the door open.
She handled all the laundry at home. She knew exactly what kind of stockings and undergarments black stocking owned, where they were kept—better than anyone.
And besides, the Uzaki men’s clothes were washed separately from the women’s.
A lot of households split laundry once the children grew up—especially when the men weren’t particularly fastidious. Not that Fujio and Kiri were slobs, exactly. It’s just that one hit the gym every day and came back drenched in sweat, while the other was in a sports club and brought home uniforms so filthy they could practically walk themselves to the washing machine.
So when it came to washing—especially the intimate items—Tsuki had naturally chosen to separate them.
Under Aki’s gaze, Tsuki slowly peeled off the thin nude stockings, then pulled on a pair of long black silk stockings that hugged her legs a little more snugly.
The tightness didn’t bother her. What got to her was the thought of wearing her daughter’s clothes while making love with Aki. Embarrassing… and thrilling.
The moment she had them on—those sleek black stockings stretched over her shapely thighs, gripping the yielding, elastic flesh—Aki could hold back no longer.
He crossed to her in an instant and pinned her against the wardrobe.
”Ah—!”
The sudden roughness startled a small cry from Tsuki’s lips. She caught herself, then, with half-lidded, seductive eyes, obediently braced her hands against the wardrobe and arched her full, round hips back in an invitation so explicit it left little to the imagination.
Aki couldn’t resist running his hands along the insides of her thighs, stroking the taut fabric. Before she could respond with the breathy moan he’d been expecting, however, he shifted tactics.
Silently, he slid his Great Dragon between Tsuki’s black-stockinged thighs.
”Nn…? Wh—Aki?”
Tsuki twisted her head around, curious. Her silver-gray low ponytail brushed across her smooth, bare back, and her half-lidded eyes blinked up at him in confusion.
Weren’t they about to do it? She’d already gotten into position. Why was he suddenly playing with her legs instead?
Then Aki began to thrust, and the realization dawned.
”Hmph… I knew it. You’re a leg freak, Aki.”
Her flower path was aching with emptiness, but Aki seemed perfectly content just enjoying her black-stockinged thighs. She couldn’t help a pointed, teasing jab.
Not that he was listening. He was utterly captivated by those perfect, black-clad legs.
His dragon began to glide deliberately between her thighs, the friction against the silk raising a soft, whispery hiss. The sensation was impossibly smooth, unbearably tantalizing.
”Mrs. Uzaki—your thighs are too lovely. Let’s have a little combat drill first.”
”Mmn… pervert…”
Addressed so formally, so teasingly, Tsuki could only turn her flushed face away and let him do as he pleased.
Having grasped his particular tastes, and eager to taste the treasure that had brought her such incomparable pleasure once again, she began to cooperate.
She parted her thighs slightly, letting him push deeper. Once she felt the burning tip of his dragon probe fully into the crease at the root of her thighs—even emerging past the other side—she squeezed her legs back together, clamping tight around the shaft impaling them.
It was like being wrapped in a grip as tight as any maiden’s virgin passage. Aki’s arms snaked around her slender waist, hands clasping together over her flat stomach as he gradually pressed his weight onto her ripe, mature body.
Burying his nose in the scent of her silver-gray hair, he gave in to desire and began to move, slowly at first, pumping his Great Dragon through the snug prison of her black-stockinged thighs.
The friction of her firm, taut thigh-flesh was exquisite. He kissed her silver hair as he gradually picked up speed, ramming into the gap between her legs as if he were pistoning into her Flower Valley itself.
His dragon’s tip began to weep a thin, clear fluid, dampening a small patch of her black stockings.
”Aki… this feels… so strange…”
Her thighs were being rubbed raw with stimulation; the heat in her cheeks rose steadily. The rosy blush of embarrassment was slowly overtaken by a flush of crimson desire.
Her moist lips parted, breath hot, soft pants escaping as she whimpered in time with his thrusts.
Aki knew he should attend to her needs first. But the heavenly sensation of those stocking-clad thighs was too addictive—he simply couldn’t pull himself away.
Instead, he drove faster, the friction between his dragon and her plush thighs growing ever more intense.
One of his hands strayed downward, questing between her legs. He traced the shape of her honey-slit, and in just a dozen strokes, he felt a warm wetness seeping onto his fingers.
Even thigh-fucking gets this sensual married woman going? He could only marvel. No wonder she had a body like this—her sensitivity rivaled some of the perviest heroines he’d known.
His Great Dragon was swelling to its limits now, the thick shaft driving the bulbous head to peek in and out between her legs.
He withdrew the hand teasing her Flower Valley and instead angled his dragon upward, pressing the shaft flat against her slippery, tender cleft. With her smooth, warm mound, he began to play at suguata1.
A distinct damp stain had appeared on her lower body. His Great Dragon kept twitching and throbbing against her outer lips, and Tsuki’s gasps grew more alluring, more wanton by the second. Her hips began to sway restlessly, meeting his rapid thrusts with her own greedy motions.
”Aki’s… oh-gin… it’s so hot…”
The words had barely left her lips when she felt his grip tighten in her hair.
He’d entered his final sprint. One hand shot up to clamp around her breast, the other fisting in her silver-gray hair. He was panting now, harsh and desperate, chasing the last drops of pleasure from Tsuki’s black-stockinged thighs.
Friction against the silk, now slick with his own precum. His Great Dragon jerked and pulsed with mounting urgency—and then, with one deep plunge, the floodgates burst.
With a wet spurt, pearly Life Essence erupted from the dragon’s maw, spattering across Tsuki’s long, shapely thighs. The perfect lines sketched by her black stockings were now dotted with streaks of creamy white.
”Aki’s… came on my legs…”
”Mm…”
He slumped against her beautiful back, savoring the afterglow of satisfaction.
The silver-haired, low-ponytailed wife twisted her head around, sticking out her pink tongue in a silent invitation for a kiss.
Aki naturally accepted. He leaned forward and captured her tongue with his, and soon the lewd, wet sounds of their kisses once again filled the space between them.
After a moment, he looked down at the creamy mess between her thighs. Already revived, he guided Tsuki onto her back on the soft bed, parted those gorgeous legs, and laid bare the pink, glistening slit before his eyes.
This time, he meant business. He couldn’t wait to make her his personal stuffed doll.
Tsuki’s blue-green eyes widened. Her breath, still unsteady, quickened anew. Her stocking-clad legs splayed wide, revealing her honey-pot fully to his gaze.
”Aki… come on.”
The urging in her voice sent another surge of blood rushing to his groin.
He pressed his reinvigorated Great Dragon against her tender lips, adjusted his angle, and with a single, forceful thrust, buried himself inside her alluring body.
A sharp “Ah!” escaped her lips. He looked down to find his dragon sunk to the very root.
”Ah… Aki’s… inside?… So hot?…”
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Summary:
Aki, consumed by desire for Tsuki’s black-stockinged legs, persuades her to wear her daughter’s stockings before engaging in an intimate act. Beginning with a thigh-fucking session, he brings them both to the edge of climax before finishing between her legs. Having satisfied himself once, Aki then positions Tsuki on the bed and prepares to fully claim her, eager to make her his own.
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Trivia:
Tsuki and black stocking are mother and daughter, with Tsuki borrowing her daughter’s stockings.
The Uzaki household separates men’s and women’s laundry due to sweat and dirt from Fujio’s gym sessions and Kiri’s sports club activities.
Aki’s Great Dragon is his sexual organ, referenced throughout the scene.
”Suguata” is a specific technique or position Aki uses against Tsuki’s mound.
Tsuki’s physical description includes silver-gray hair in a low ponytail and blue-green eyes.
Aki addresses Tsuki formally as “Mrs. Uzaki” during their intimate encounter, which adds a teasing, taboo element.
Life Essence is the term used for Aki’s semen.
Tsuki’s flower path (Flower Valley) and honey-slit are recurring anatomical descriptors for her genitals.
The combat drill is a euphemism for the sexual act Aki initiates with Tsuki.
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Translation Notes:
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Notes:
• Tsuki – The mother of Hana, Yanagi, and Kiri, this elegant, petite, and voluptuous housewife features fair skin and silver-gray hair in a low ponytail. While maintaining a composed, nurturing persona as Fujio’s wife, she balances maternal concern with deep desire. Beneath her conservative attire, she harbors an intimate, forbidden relationship with her daughter’s boyfriend, Aki, facilitating secret encounters.
• Y – The first initial/part of the name Y Ddraig Goch.
• Aki – The silver-haired Red Dragon Emperor and King-status devil is a powerful, pragmatic strategist with an otherworldly constitution. Balancing a sealed, god-tier power with a self-aware “pure love” persona, he navigates his role as a protagonist while confidently managing a growing harem. He maintains intimate, teasing, and assertive relationships with Yanagi, Uzaki Hana, and her mother, Tsuki.
• Uzaki – A young college woman with a youthful face, silver-gray hair, and a petite yet voluptuous, busty frame, she is part of the Fujio/Tsuki family line. As Aki’s girlfriend, she harbors a hidden curiosity about his supernatural secrets. She is currently navigating her first romantic encounter, experiencing the intense blend of pain and pleasure while practicing Dual Cultivation with him.
• Fujio – The protective, thick-built father of three and husband to Tsuki, this gym-instructor patriarch is dedicated to fitness and his family’s well-being. Though he keeps a close eye on his daughter’s boyfriend, he remains oblivious to the secret relationships within his home. A hardworking man who maintains a normal worldview, he is currently prone to morning hangovers and waning physical stamina.
• Kiri – A silver-gray-haired junior high student, he is the son of Fujio and Tsuki, and brother of Hana and Yanagi. He upholds family rules, highly admires Aki, and dreams of finding a girlfriend. A sports club member with easily dirtied uniforms, he is also seen snoring in his bedroom or distracted in another room by a doujinshi, dismissing distant sounds as his imagination.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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