Chapter 330 Reporting from the Top of the Bed ③*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Ngh…! Hey, wait! You… don’t you dare try to pin me down!”
”Can’t help it. I love you so much it hurts. Come on, it’ll be fine, right? I promise I’ll be gentle. Just the tip¹. I swear.”
”The… the tip…? I don’t know what you’re talking about, but the answer is absolutely NO! You’re the kind of man who says things like that while doing whatever the hell he pleases!”
I looked every bit the scoundrel seducing a naive girl as I pressed down on Queen Cecile’s shoulders. Putting it that way makes me sound like a high-level traitor to the state, but for all her protests, she didn’t actually try to push me away.
Instead, we became a tangled mess of limbs, rolling over onto our sides on the bed. Her Majesty curled up into a ball, pulling her knees to her chest in a defensive posture-which, naturally, left me with no choice but to excuse myself and approach from behind.
”Y-you… taking liberties as you please…! H-ngh, nnn-hh! ♡♡♡!”
”You’re way too wet, Cecile… You just swallowed me whole without any resistance at all, didn’t you?”
”Guh…! A-after being forced to lick something like that, what do you expect!?”
I’m fairly certain I didn’t actually force her to lick anything, but some things are better left unsaid. I simply wrapped my arms around her from behind, holding her still within the limits of her struggling strength. She eventually stopped resisting, her small, curled-up back shivering slightly.
”Good grief. It seems we’ve ended up here again after all…”
”Well, well. If you think of it as a successful harvest of a single ‘milking’ session, I’d say we did alright.”
As they spoke, Muse the maid lay down in front of Cecile and took her hand, while Merluza, the captain of the guard, pressed her breasts against my back and clung to me. Despite their high-and-mighty talk, both of them were just pathetic little bottom-feeders who couldn’t fulfill their duty of restraining me, opting instead to provide a stereo soundtrack of panting from both sides.
”Just so you know, I really do intend to be gentle… so don’t you two tease Cecile too much, okay?”
”Oh, is that so?”
”Wait, really?”
”R-really…?”
Muse, Merl, and even Cecile chimed in with almost the exact same line, sounding genuinely surprised. You two aside, Your Majesty… you shouldn’t look so disappointed.
”Weren’t you the one worried about being too sore to work tomorrow? Just watch. I’m going to teach you that s*x isn’t just about being rough. Here, pull the duvet over us.”
I gave instructions to the tilting heads of Muse and Merl, and the four of us huddled under the covers. With the pillows readied, it looked like we were perfectly settled in for a nap. Of course, the space under the blanket was thick with the scent of women, and Cecile in my arms was radiating heat like a radiator, her drenched canal twitching and clenching around me.
”Ngh…♡! Y-you don’t seriously intend to just sleep like this, do you…?”
”As if. Don’t worry, I’m going to melt you down nice and slow. So thoroughly that you’ll remember the feeling every night you have to sleep alone…”
I whispered that toward her curled back and pressed a kiss there. Her skin, slightly slick with sweat, felt like it was suctioning to my lips. Skin on skin, skin on membrane, membrane on membrane. I savored every single sensation with meticulous care.
”Nn, fuuh, ngh…♡”
”With the blanket over us, I can’t even tell what’s happening…”
”True… though being huddled together like this does feel good. Your Majesty, what exactly is Kento doing to you?”
”I… I don’t know… For now, he’s just kissing my back…♡ He’s not even touching my breasts or thrusting his hips…♡”
””Ah-“”
”W-what was that reaction for? Is something wrong!?”
Your Majesty questioned them in a panic as Muse and Merl let out a knowing sigh. Had I done “this” to those two before? Well, when we’re exhausted after a heavy play session, we sometimes just wrap up in the blankets and sleep like this, so they’re probably remembering that. Or maybe they heard about it from my lovely slave, Lily.
”It might drain less physical strength, certainly… but I’ll advise you now: keep your wits about you.”
”Yeah. Today and tomorrow will be tough, but everything after that will be even tougher, so do your best, Your Majesty.”
”Ngh♡! W-wait, what on earth are you two talking-“
Come to think of it, Lily and the others had said the same thing. Something about how, for the entire next day, their lower abdomens would ache as they remembered “this,” or how they’d feel a crushing sense of loss where something that should be there was missing… or how they’d become so desperately impatient for the next night to come.
With those thoughts in mind, I gave her shoulder blade a deep, lingering suck. I let my palms slide slowly over her skin, letting our body heat meld together. I still didn’t make any move to thrust. Occasionally, it would get so itchy that my glans would instinctively crush her cervix on its own. Even that was done with such slow, deliberate pressure that by the time she realized it, I was buried deep inside.
”Fuuh♡ nn, ngh…♡ H-hey, Kento. This is getting frustrating. Are you… are you really not going to do it…?”
”I am doing it, aren’t I?”
”I mean, you’re inside, but… no matter how much you said you wouldn’t be rough, I went to the trouble of inviting you into my bed, so at least a little bit…”
”Now, now. Just wait a bit longer. I think it’s almost time.”
”Almost time for what… wait, h-ngh…?”
Even if she didn’t realize it herself, her body was reacting perfectly. The scent of a female in heat had grown stronger than at the start, and the sweat on her skin began to trickle down. The clenching of her walls grew powerful and frantic, repeating a rhythmic peristalsis. It felt as if she were twisting and tangling around me; it was all I could do to suppress the urge to start hammering my hips.
I could tell Merl, behind me, was breathing heavily, her hands clamped between her own thighs. She started dropping kisses on my back just as I was doing to Cecile, but she lacked my patience-every so often, her hot tongue would dart out to lick away my sweat.
My eyes met Muse’s past Cecile’s head; she looked at me with a resentful shiver. Did she just climax? Her hand was joined with Cecile’s, so that was a “no-hands” peak. Truly an expert…
”Muse…?”
”…Yes, Lady Cecile… ngh♡!”
”No, you just seem a bit…”
”Lady Cecile will be there soon too…♡”
”Like I said, what is… coming…♡? Ah…♡? Nn, nnn…♡? Fu, ah…♡? A-aahh…♡!?”
Cecile finally began to realize. I caught her hips as she tried to squirm away and stroked her lower belly. I pressed our bodies even closer, kneading her breasts. But I didn’t touch the “essential” part. I focused entirely on the friction of skin and the mixing of our sweat.
”W-what is this…♡♡♡!? O-gh…♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
”Mm, did you go? No need to be scared. There, take a deep breath…”
As if to say here it goes, Muse and Merl let out “Ah-” sounds-half-pitying, half-envious. As Cecile began to thrash, Muse pinned her legs down just as she had her hands.
”I’ve been massaging your womb this whole time. Didn’t you notice?”
”H-ho-how…♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
”I was just pushing in slowly. Feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”
”It’s more… than just… good…♡♡♡!? A-aah♡♡♡!?”
The n**ipss I grazed were shockingly hard. I teased the taut, almost painful peaks with a light touch. Ah, she squirted… Usually, you don’t get this much of a reaction unless several “areas” have been properly developed, but it seems Cecile’s self-development was already complete.
”This way, you might be tired, but you won’t have muscle aches all over. I’m going to put you to sleep like this, so just enjoy it slowly.”
”As if I could… sleep…♡♡♡! O-gh… ohh♡♡♡!? ♡♡!? Ahhh♡♡♡!? N-no, pull it out♡♡♡! The bad one is coming…♡♡♡! Aaaahh♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
Of course, she wouldn’t be “sleeping” in the normal sense; it would be a blackout. I ruthlessly continued to crush Cecile’s cervix, savoring the texture of her soft flesh. The sensation of her internal muscles thrashing wildly, essentially “servicing” my c**k on their own, was irresistible.
However, there is one problem with this “play style,” despite it feeling incredible for both of us and providing a deep sense of intimacy. That problem is…
”Ah, sorry. I think I’m gonna go.”
”G-go… you mean…♡♡!? ♡♡♡!? Hyaah, aaahh♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
Splurt, squelch, gushhhhhhh!!!! Gush, gush, gushhhhhhhh!!!! Shoooooooot, shoooooooot, shoooooooooot!!!!
It turns my brains-and my c**k-to mush too… I couldn’t hold back; the s**men just leaked out on its own. Using her womb as a literal reservoir for my seed provided a strangely comfortable sense of release, though I’m a bit afraid of how addictive it might become.
”Y-you… how could you be so… careless with me…♡♡♡! Fu, fuuuu-uuu-ngh…♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
As I instinctively pulled her hips tight against mine, Cecile was tormented by intermittent peaks. I didn’t mean to be “careless,” but since her voice sounded completely overjoyed, I suppose I can let her call it that.
Afterward, as promised, I continued to slowly massage her womb with my c**k while occasionally leaking more inside her until she finally drifted off. Once Cecile was out, it was quite the task because a fully “cooked” Muse and Merl begged for the same treatment, but I managed to “put them to bed” safely.
And then, the next morning.
”…My womb feels heavy.”
”Mm. Morning, Cecile.”
The “meat-duvet” draped over me-Her Majesty Queen Cecile-grumbled irritably. Since I was already there, I had fallen asleep one last time with my c**k tucked neatly inside her.
Waking up surrounded by three women who had been turned into jelly was, to put it mildly, the absolute best. My c**k had eventually slipped out, but it felt like I could go for another round right now. Actually, I probably will.
”I see. So I am expected to conduct affairs of state while carrying this weight in my belly…”
”But hey, your legs aren’t shaking, right?”
”Be quiet. …I won’t forgive you unless you stroke my head.”
”Yes, yes.”
I was granted the honor of patting the head of Her Majesty as she made her cute little request. A peaceful (?) morning, rubbing our skin together just like yesterday. Eventually, Her Majesty seemed to remember something and spoke slowly.
”Come to think of it, I forgot one report.”
”A report? Uh, did something happen…?”
”It’s a report from me. ‘Project Harvest’ will be officially launching soon. According to your slave Lily, the ‘final concern’ has been resolved. Be ready.”
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Summary:
Kento engages in a prolonged, slow s*xual encounter with Queen Cecile, Muse, and Merluza under a duvet to minimize fatigue. Despite his claims of being ‘gentle,’ the intense sensory focus leads to Cecile’s total exhaustion and ‘blackout.’ The next morning, Cecile reports that ‘Project Harvest’ is moving forward after Lily resolved the final issues.
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Trivia:
- The ‘Just the tip’ line is a recurring deceitful trope used by Kento.
- Muse achieved a climax without being touched (no-hands).
- The physical sensation of the s**men ‘reservoir’ in the womb is highlighted as potentially addictive for Kento.
- Cecile mentions her ‘self-development’ was already complete, explaining her high sensitivity.
- The chapter ends with a plot hook regarding ‘Project Harvest’ and Lily’s involvement
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Character Insight:
Kento shows a preference for ‘slow’ play that creates a lasting psychological and physical impact on his partners, prioritizing ‘melting’ them over simple physical thrusting. Cecile, despite her regal status, displays a vulnerable ‘tsundere’ side by demanding head pats the next morning.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author, through Kento, notes that this specific type of play is high-satisfaction but mentally draining for the male as well. The ‘Project Harvest’ mention signals a transition from pure slice-of-life/erotica to broader plot developments.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Cecile – A queen in the capital who possesses the authority to regulate business and commerce, particularly concerning moral or public order issues. She is currently investigating Kento’s shop, ‘Harvest.’ Have long golden hair, elegant, and wearing expensive white dress with gold accesories.
• Merluza – The Captain of the Royal Guard, a veteran soldier and Lion Beast-person. She testifies to the military necessity and effectiveness of the ‘Tremble Ddo-Buddy’ (which she calls ‘Bob’) for female beast-person soldiers, ensuring job performance isn’t compromised by ‘heat’. Have dull yellow hair, large feline ears, wearing armor, and large scar over the right eye.
• Muse – Cecile’s trusted attendant and chief maid, Muse handles sensitive, discreet tasks like espionage and product acquisition. Have sharp, black eyes, wearing maid uniform, and have expressionless face.
• 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.
• 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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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