Chapter 3: Blade Dance

I gather the beautiful demon girl in my arms and carry her like a princess. I feel her heart thump with my sudden force as she lets her head fall back naturally while her eyes gaze on my own, as if saying she’s waiting for the warm pressure of my lips. The chains are still there, but I’m glad enough that it isn’t hindering our movements.

“Lead the way, old man.” As soon as I subdued the demon girl, gossipers start to gather around the area. I can hear giggles and spiteful murmurs going on. Definitely a bad sign.

“Alright, follow me, kid.”

I swiftly follow the mustache old man that’s leading the knights from before, eventually reaching a nearby inn. One of the younger knights who previously left in a hurry stand right outside the door.

“Is this it?” Mustachio asks.

“Yes sir.”

After hearing the knight’s reply, the old man turns and looks at me. “So kid…”

“Sir, please come back tomorrow morning and I shall be done by then,” I sincerely say.

In the middle of his silence, I start to become afraid. He must be wondering if he can trust such a young guy like myself with a walking disaster. Maybe because of my display of resolve from before that he decided to trust me, but this and that are quite different.

His gaze soon travels to the demon girl who’s meekly hiding her face on my chest. “What do you mean to do?”

“I plan to perform purification magic.”

“Pu-purification magic?! Is there such thing?”

Once they hear me utter the words purification magic, they all stare at me in awe and admiration.

Actually, there’s no such thing as a purification spell. It’s something I invented on the spot. Heck, I can’t even cast a single healing spell. Because I have that inside me after all.

The air stop and behind all of those anticipation surrounding me, I do not blink or flinch to support my lie.

Seeing this, the old man breathes a heavy sigh. “Alright kid, we’ll leave her to you.”

“Thank you.”

“We’ll see you tomorrow morning then.” The old knight gives me the key to her collar and shepherd his men away.

Finally!

The inn that we stumbled to is small. I don’t even bother to look at the signboard, as quality and the likes doesn’t really concern me. As long as it has walls and includes a bath, it’s more than adequate. Without wasting any moment, we enter the inn.

A soft doorbell sound hums, causing the lady working behind the counter, across the room, to pay attention to us. The inn is modest and cozy at most, something that invites peaceful tranquility.

I hurriedly approach the middle aged woman and state my purpose. “Ma’am, we’re here for the room the knights booked beforehand.”

“Oh, is that right? Here’s the key then, your room’s on the second floor.”

After acquiring the key from her hands, I excitedly continue upstairs with the girl in my arms.

I find our room instantly. Looking from the inside, the room itself is spacious and clean. After making sure to lock the door behind me, I carefully set the girl down on the foot of the bed.

“Umm, my names Yarou Kansouke, and you are?”

She keeps her gaze over my clothes that are filled with poverty, and rather than staying demurely silent or displaying the appropriate amount of nervousness of a young lady alone with a wolf, she launches into a conversation instead. “Meles… Sophia Meles…”

The moment I take the space beside her, a delicious scent clings to my nose; sweet female skin and excitement.

Remembering how soft her mouth was makes me want to kiss her again so badly, but I hold onto my desires and wait for her to calm herself down. Patience myself.

“That’s a lovely name.” I glance sideways. Her butt and boobs are really to my liking. No, that’s wrong. I’m the type of guy that does not discriminate between big and small.

Not good not good. Play it coolly.

“I’ll be releasing your collar. Will you promise to listen to my words after that?”

“Mhm.” She obediently nods her head.

I slide my hand to my pocket and reach for the key. “Alright, here goes.”

After taking a deep breath, I undo her collar and release her from the binds that are keeping her in check.

If she really goes on a rampage right now, I will DIE! That’s the difference in strength the demons have compared to us fragile humans. Aside from that, a pure blooded demon can also live for hundreds of years, while a feeble human being like myself is lucky enough to reach a century.

“…Umm, why is Kansouke so nice to me? I’m a demon… aren’t you afraid?”

“Demons, Humans, what is the difference? We’re all living beings.” I gaze upward longingly.

Seriously, I can never understand our ancestors. Why did they have to be stupid and wage wars? What did they assume to gain from such things? The hatred coming from those memories are so intense I can feel my heart beating wildly.

“Kansouke doesn’t hate us?”

“Naw, thinking negative would just stress me out. And besides, how can I hate such a cute girl?”

This is dangerous.

I can’t believe such a cheesy line left my mouth so unconsciously like that.

“Then….”

“Then?—”

*Bam!*

Meles suddenly pushes me down the bed. Her face is near, and I was involuntarily startled as my nostrils are lightly tickled by the scent of a girl.

“You know, you’ve been making a perverted face for quite some time now.”

Inhaling her breath up close and hearing her seductive whisper at point blank range, my sacred sword has energetically risen up from its slumber. On top of her jet-black hair hitting my face, her blushing makes me feel embarrass too.

“I can’t help it…”

“Have you done it with a demon?” she asked, licking her lips.

“Once, yes.”

A flicker of impatience passed across her face. It’s admirable to see at least that she can control her expression so well and keep her eyes so steadily with mine. I know for sure that her inborn instincts as a demon are driving her wild right now. Her sharp tail playing in circles behind her back is the proof of that.

“……It’s my first time… Please be gentle with me…” Celes timidly says.

“………Y-Yeah.” I stare at her for a moment, spellbound and speechless for a moment. A girl’s smile is indeed one of the most divine gift this world can bring.

“Then without further ado, I’ll start.”

I take her lips gently, trying not to bruise them, trying to rein in the hot pulse that pounded in my blood. For the first time in my short life, I’m afraid all hell would break loose!

This refined taste that could not be achieved by the girls in my village — this is a demon!!

“Nmn…”

I touch her hair, moving it back from her face in the gentlest of caress. Her face twitches as our kiss deepen.

“Haaann…”

My hands slip underneath her clothes. Her breast are small and round and perfectly proportional to the rest of her body. I cover them with my hands, pleasuring myself at the touch of her soft flesh.

“Ahhh… Kansouke!!” Smothered by my loving palm and sweet kisses, Meles couldn’t help but move against me. I stroke and fondle her breast harder.

She blindly reaches towards my doder and encircles my shaft with her hand, right through the silk of my pants. This pleasant sensation controlls me, and I couldn’t help but shove and rub my sheathed sword on her bare skin.

Her hands shake as she tears open my foil package and unleashes the sacred sword who went through the sacred ritual of undoing for countless times.

I am surprised. Definitely surprised. She’s supposed to be a virgin and yet she’s trying to dominate me? I have always been in control, but today, that role seems to have reversed!!

Her lustful tongue licks up the hilt of my sword, forcing me to move my hips and thrust forward. She repeatedly presses her lips against it and strokes her tongue all over.

Gradually, her spit covers my sword and her mouth begins to produce that sticky, obscene sound, whenever she bobs her head up and down.

“Aaaah!!” I involuntarily scream.

Everytime she does, I shudder; a surge of arousal sweeps through my entire body. She sticks my sword inside her mouth and closes her lips tight around it.

“Mnnngh… Do you…Cn.hm…like it?”

“Ohhh!! Yes, yes!!”

This is embarrassing. I’m proud of my accumulated skills, but to be so helpless in front of a virgin? No. I couldn’t be. I wouldn’t let myself be.

The sticky sounds halt, urging me to look downward. I look into her eyes, through the fog of desire and she shakes her head. Slowly, she lifts herself up and moves towards me. With one smooth thrust, she sheaths my sword in her lewd flops!

“Haaa!!” Meles grimaces after forcing my thing inside. The pleasure’s accompanied by a warm liquid called blood! But she forces herself deeper and moves her hips on her own, thrusting herself upward and down. She moves on top of me.

She rode me! It was delicious ecstasy, wild, pure pleasure.

“The mysteries of the human flesh… Show it to me, Kansouke!!!”

I pull myself together after hearing her voice cry out my name. Sitting up, we move together. Her wildness sends me plunging deeper and harder into her again and again.

Her head cocks back in pleasure as she clutches at my arms. “It’s so hard!! So hot!!”

“Meles, here it comes!!”

Her wetness creates a lube that sucks me inside. Shuddering in pleasure, I explode in a violent rush inside her womb.

*Pang! Pang! Pang!*

As if they were fireworks, my sacred sword unleashes the purified form of my lust one after another.

“Hehe… Kansouke… Did I make you feel good?” She laughs softly, as she hugs me even tighter. But the muffled sound of her voice causes that pleasant heat to rise once more. “Noo… Wait!! Kansouke!!”

“Nope~” Still connected with each other, I grab her tail and start moving once more.

I quickly press her back to the mattress and surrender myself to my libido.

She’s loud, resisting, and panting, mainly because I do not utilize the same gentle approach I did before. She cried endlessly, until it’s the break of dawn.

Where did she even find the stamina to keep up with me, I have no idea.

Wishful thinking to myself: I just hope these are soundproof walls.