Volume 3 Chapter 22 Last Night Was Fun II ♥
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”You can look now.”
For a few minutes, Kian stared out the dark window, curtains drawn tight.
With a tingling erection, he turned around at the same time as Christy’s signal, hearing the rustle of clothes behind him.
”──Oh…”
In the flickering light of the aroma candle on the candlestick,
next to the pushed-aside tea set, a beauty with black hair stood, dressed in the uniform of the capital’s academy.
Or rather, it might be more fitting to call her a beautiful girl.
After all, Christy in her uniform had the perfect aura of a ‘mature young lady.’
She could have easily passed for an active student just 2 years ago.
”Ta-da! How do I look?”
A black beret adorned with golden embroidery.
A matching black cloak draped over her shoulders.
Beneath it, a pure white blouse peeked through.
Covering her waist was a checkered skirt that fell to her knees.
Below that, with neither stockings nor tights, Christy’s bare white legs stretched out elegantly.
”Good. You look great!”
”Easy there, don’t overpraise me.”
She said with a wry smile, twirling by the table and posing with a hand on the back of her head, showing off in a not-so-modest manner.
As Kian approached, he caught a whiff of her distinctive scent, like bug repellent.
”It’s quite a modest design. I thought you were going to show off like at ‘The Boar’s Trot Inn’.”
”Most girls my age would have shortened their skirts or taken off their cloaks. It’s hot, and it looks sloppy, you know?”
”Did you wear that in the summer too? Or was it always cold in the capital?”
”Just your average half-and-half. The skirt length is adjustable, and I wore short socks with breathable shoes. I wasn’t too interested in fashion back when I was just shuttling between the lab and the library at school, but now, I think I’d doll up too.”
”Presentation is important.”
”Is that from Kian’s experience in his youth?”
”It’s still true. Adventurers usually don’t care much about their appearance. That’s why they often get judged and treated coldly by people and clients.”
However, now that Natra and Rufna are here to make sure his hair and clothes are neat, he doesn’t have any trouble.
Christy crossed her arms behind her back and tilted her head to peek at Kian’s chest.
”Did you ever wear such awful clothes? Now that you’re n*ked, I can’t tell.”
”No, it’s you I’m interested in right now. …You truly are stunning. That academy uniform is amazing. You wore this every day when you went to school, didn’t you?”
”Yeah. Not a hint of sexiness in it at all?”
She said that while playing with the glossy ends of her hair.
Christy had let down her black hair, which she had previously tied into a single ponytail with a ribbon, and now it flowed down her back in a relaxed manner.
Black hair, straight, and long.
To Azraelian’s Kian, it was a look that often reminded him of his former fiancée, Sarah.
”This is the real uniform, but I’ll show you a cuter, more version, too, Kian.”
”Even this is pretty interesting…”
”But you can’t even see my perfect legs or my beautiful chest! I’ve learned to dress elegantly since graduating from the academy, so I want to show you everything, Kian. I always want to be my cutest self in front of you… Wait, what am I saying? Ahaha.”
”I’ll help you out by giving my opinion. Though, you might not need that because of your cock.”
”Cock sensor?”
Christy let out a muffled giggle and traced the firm, white lines of Kian’s erected member with her finger.
From the base to the head.
She ran her fingertip across the tip of his glans──his glistening cock──and picked up some of the smegma on her finger.
She licked it off her finger with a smile.
It wasn’t a lively laugh──it was a softer smile, her cheeks flushed, her mouth slightly parted, revealing her white teeth.
This was a special expression she reserved for only special people.
Kian touched Christy’s shoulder.
”First, take the cloak.”
”Yes”
She nods obediently and removes the fasteners of her unadorned cloak.
It’s an elite witch personal striptease in front of a n*ked man.
When she removes the cloak, a blouse with a red ribbon tied around the collar appears below.
From this angle, Christy’s large breasts really stand out.
Her underwear is still lying on the floor, so naturally, you can see her peach-colored nipples and white breasts underneath the thin fabric.
They peek through the thin fabric.
”Roll up your blouse sleeves…and shorten your skirt,”
Hands reach for her tiny waist, and the checkered skirt starts to ride up.
As it rises another ten centimeters, then 20, her white, thin thighs become more visible.
Eventually, the skirt hem reaches just above her crotch.
The inside of her exposed thighs looks incredibly soft.
A blue shadow is cast from the aromatherapy candle.
”See? This way I’ll look good even in the summer, right?”
”If you walked outside dressed like this, I’d be worried people would notice…”
”It’s just for Kian, this kind of sexy outfit. It’s part of the game, after all.”
”Can I nuzzle your feet?”
”Pervert.”
Christy’s voice, as she curses him, is surprisingly gentle.
Is she excited?
She licks her lips, then sits on the chair behind her.
She flashes a suggestive smile, and with the tip of her foot, she gently touches his erect penis.
”…Yeah, that’s right. I want you to hit me with all your lustful desires.”
* * *
Kneeling at the edge of the table, Christy’s feet are right in front of him.
In front of him, he sees her white, delicate ankles, and her calves that curve smoothly.
Her legs are completely smooth, and her healthy-looking knees and toned thighs are on full display.
Looking up, he notices how well-defined her thigh muscles are.
They look thin when standing apart, but Christy isn’t skinny at all.
Her legs are perfectly feminine, with just the right amount of curves and length──a truly ideal lower body.
Rubbing his nose against her kneecap, he smells a scent that isn’t perfume or soap──it’s the sweet, natural scent of her skin.
Christy’s body odor is sweet and tangy.
When she sweats, she releases a strong, stinky smell.
The way that life feels like a real human, it tickles the man’s excitement.
The cheeks rub against the white, fine skin, and gradually move towards the toes.
Christy chuckled, “It’s tickling!” but bent her knees.
”────”
The back of the knee exposed.
Pale and shadowy, the dimple was there.
Beyond it, the back of her thighs looked surprisingly plump, and her skirt was tucked between her desk and her butt, revealing a little too much.
Her thighs were on full display, almost dangerously so.
Her round, fleshy butt was squished against the desk, its shape distorted compared to the smooth lines of her thighs.
With her knees bent, her private parts were almost visible under her mini skirt, but Christy’s white hand held the skirt in place, keeping her secrets hidden in the shadows.
But the dip in her groin was still in plain sight.
And so was the fluffy pubic hair peeking out from under her skirt.
As he stared at her white skin, not sure if it was her thigh or butt, he inhaled the scent of her soles, almost devouring it, and then took her toes into his mouth.
Unfortunately, Christy’s feet were odorless, as she had a naturally faint body odor and had recently taken a bath.
Still, the thought of tasting her sweat, which had accumulated between her toes, was incredibly arousing.
”I-It’s so dirty!”
Christy’s voice was filled with embarrassment.
He glanced at her, and she was trembling from the sensation of having her toes licked, letting out soft moans of “…Nn, …Nn.”
She was getting turned on by this perverted play.
It seemed that Christy was into more than just soft masochistic fantasies; she was also into these twisted forms of intimacy.
Once again, he realized she was the ideal woman for a long, enjoyable sex life.
”I can’t believe you were in a seminar looking so sexy.”
”Th-That’s why I only dress like this in front of you! Ahh…”
After thoroughly licking her toes, he moved his face back up towards her knees, inhaling the scent of her calves along the way.
Naturally, he found himself pushing his face between her long, parted legs.
Christy bent her knees and curled up on the desk.
When he reached her knees, a strong scent rose from her skirt──a unique blend of animal musk and vanilla.
It was the smell of Christy’s aroused private parts.
The movement of her skirt must have released the scent.
”Aaaaah~♡”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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