《A Gun is the Strongest Weapon in a Fantasy World!》21.5
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The town of Nettor was very well off. The town exported 80% of the food they raised managing to keep up a decent wealth. The 500 or so permanent residents were able to live nicely in housing grander than a farmer anywhere else could hope to own. The town had a mutual agreement with the kingdom and surrounding Lords; they provide food for many of the surrounding areas and in turn, are left almost completely to their own devices.
The town held one shining centerpiece, a grandiose bathhouse enjoyed by the residents after a hard day's work. It was maintained very well, with a main communal bath, and a couple of private baths available for rent mostly used by passing nobles. It was one of these private baths that Hisoka found himself waiting in anticipation in.
He sat back and enjoyed the warm water caressing his sore muscles. He hadn't had a real bath since he was brought to this world. In this place, the standard would be wiping yourself down with a damp cloth. The familiar feeling of warm water was indescribable. He submerged his head for as long as he could before he came back up for a breath. He sat waiting patiently for his partner to make her appearance.
Soon enough, through the dense steam, he could make out the shape of a woman moving her way towards the bath. He began to make out the shapes of certain features as she continued her way towards him. He noticed her tail gently waving back and forth, and her voluptuous breasts bouncing ever so slightly as she walked. What straight man could ever resist such charms? After being entranced by the mysterious shadowy figure for what felt like an hour, She finally stepped through the steamy fog revealing herself. He could've sworn the room got hotter as she appeared.
The orange-haired fox kin with blushed cheeks and anxious yet expectant eyes gently dropped the towel around her waist and slowly dipped her feet into the bath. She obviously wasn't doing it on purpose, but the way she moved was most certainly seductive. She finally submerged herself, the tops of her breasts above the water.
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There was no need to speak between them, as they expressed their clear yearning for each other through their eyes alone. Hisoka waded his way over to her, before tenderly embracing her. He was all too aware of the soft mounds pressing against him as he looked into her eyes. He deeply and passionately kissed her, their tongues raveling around each other, each of their bodies growing hotter as the kiss grew greedier and sloppier.
Misumi went up for air separating her lips from him, a thin trail of saliva hanging from her tongue as she panted.
"Could you, could you touch me as you did before?" she said shyly.
Hisoka needed not to be told twice as he set to work fondling those wonderful breasts before him. He groped them softly, becoming enchanted in the soft yet firm feel between his fingers. He saw her face take on a look of ecstasy, causing him to take it up a notch. He toyed with her pretty pink nipples causing her to let out soft moans. On one hand, he held her breast gently while the other hand set to work playing with her nipple. He removed his hand and replaced it with his mouth, swirling his tongue gently around her nipple, lightly sucking it. She seemed to be in a far more sensitive state than she had been the first time, as she continuously let moans escape her mouth.
He removed his other hand from her breast and slowly slipped it into the folds of her lower mouth. She let out a louder moan than before her face contorting with pleasure. He took her in a deep sensual kiss as she started to move her hips greedily wanting more. As he slipped his fingers deeper into the folds, she moaned loudly. She didn't appear to be able to handle it for long as her body began to spasm as she orgasmed intensely. She eased back into the water panting softly, her ears perked high up and her tail swishing from side to side.
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"Please, do it moreee..." she breathed out.
Hisoka obliged her wish and returned to touching all of her sensitive spots. The 2nd time she was even more sensitive than before as if her entire body had become a G-spot.
[I wonder if that's a trait of the beastkin.] Hisoka thought as he gave her a passionate kiss.
For the 2nd time, her body spasmed as a look of sheer ecstasy formed on her face.
"Hisoka..." she breathed between panting, "Please, do it," she said shyly with heavily blushed cheeks.
He had been up and rearing to go the entire time, so when she sat in the bath and spread her legs eagerly for him, he swiftly inserted it. His sudden movement caused her to gasp. Her eyes shivered at the pleasure as Hisoka alternated speed. She locked her legs around him giving him no room to escape until the end, not that it was a problem though. Hisoka groped those beautiful breasts that would put a western pornstar to shame as he continued to work his hips hitting her deepest parts. Her loud moans filled the space as Hisoka set about hitting her most sensitive spots. Misumi hit her limit in the middle of intercourse, blissfully orgasming. Hisoka however had not.
She wore an expression that could only be described as aheago-like, that along with her beastkin features made her look like an animal in heat. Hisoka pulled her close and kissed her deeply. Her tongue merely fumbled around due to the pleasure she felt, leading Hisoka to once again take the lead. He continued to thrust until he felt a blissful release. He kept his kiss with Misumi for another minute or so before breaking away and slowly pulling out. Viscous white fluid followed.
Hisoka feeling very satisfied began to leave the bath, but Misumi grabbed his arm with an embarrassed expression.
"I, I can't feel my legs," she admitted.
Hisoka gingerly helped her out of the bath, before drying her off with one of the earlier discarded towels with a gentle touch. She closed her eyes happily as he stroked her hair and ears softly. Hisoka didn't know the first thing about women's clothes, so he merely put on her outfit minus the lingerie. Even though he had just shared passionate sex with her, for the second time, he was still embarrassed to handle her underwear.
He gently wrapped his arms around her and hoisted her up in a familiar princess carry, as he walked out of the bathhouse. People gave him dirty looks for how kindly he was treating his "slave", but as far as he was concerned they could go fuck themselves. At the moment he just wanted to get Misumi back to the inn and the warm bet that awaited them. He gazed down at her soft expression and realized she had fallen asleep in his arms. He smiled once more at the beautiful woman who had chosen to be with him. Whenever he saw her soft expression, he knew there wasn't a damn thing on this planet he wouldn't do to assure she kept her happiness.
Hisoka walked past the inn lady with her all-knowing smile and retired to his room. He gently laid Misumi on the bed ensuring she was comfortable. Before he joined her, he stroked her hair in that kind manner she loved, before leaving a light kiss on her lips. Hisoka drifted off to sleep from the day not noticing the smile that spread on Misumi's face.
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