Chapter 63
After spending a long while entwined and indulging in each other, the man and woman finally caught their breath.
Ashtein swept back his sweat-damp bangs.
“Shall we take a bath?”
At his suggestion, Aria's blissfully relaxed face fell into a gloomy frown.
“H-heuh, huu… Do I smell bad?”
Aria was covered from head to toe in Ashtein's semen.
Like it or not, she was bound to smell.
Rather than risk earning Aria's ire by telling her the blunt truth, the Hero decided to put it delicately.
“It's not that. I just thought it might be nice to wash up for once.”
But Aria wasn't the sort of person who would miss what he meant.
Over the past year, she'd eaten her fill of humble pie and learned to read the room.
Aria looked herself over.
Her vestments and bare skin were white and sticky with semen.
She held her arm up to her nose and sniffed.
There was definitely a musty smell.
She had brought spare vestments from the cult, so it wasn't a big deal that these were covered in semen, but continuing their tryst like this seemed a little… questionable.
“I suppose you're right.”
“It'll feel nice and refreshing.”
“You say that, but you're planning to go wild in the bathroom again, aren't you?”
Eep.
Ashtein gave an awkward smile.
“Should we not?”
Aria clung to Ashtein and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
“……I want to.”
“You really are a pervert.”
“Do you not like me when I'm being perverted?”
At Aria's shy question, Ashtein gently bit the nape of her neck.
A delicate whimper, like that of a herbivore, slipped from her lips.
“I love it.”
“Ah… D-don't bite me.”
“It doesn't hurt.”
“It feels really weird, though. And it leaves teeth marks.”
“I'm leaving a mark that says you're mine.”
Words sweet as sugar.
Words that were bad for her heart.
And so she craved that tenderness all the more.
“………Ahhh.”
Watching Aria shiver, Ashtein teased her.
“Did you feel that?”
Aria nestled into Ashtein's broad embrace and rubbed her head against him.
“……A lot.”
“You're so cute.”
“I'm not cute.”
“Even when you're sulking, you're cute.”
After hearing him call her cute over and over, Aria's face turned as red as a tomato.
She flailed her arms and thumped Ashtein's chest.
“Who'd be happy to hear such obvious, blatant praise?!”
“I think Aria would.”
His words were clearly meant to be sarcastic, or at least teasing.
Aria stuck out her lips like a duck's beak.
“……I'm sorry I'm such an easy woman!”
“Don't put yourself down.”
The two of them got out of bed.
Aria's legs seemed to give out, and she stumbled.
How could someone who could barely stand look so adorable?
Ashtein was grinning from ear to ear.
“Here, take my hand, milady.”
Milady.
He'd called her milady.
Aria hunched her shoulders and fidgeted with her fingers.
“……Why am I the one blushing when you're the one saying it? That's unfair.”
“I'm embarrassed, too.”
“Liar. How can you lie without even batting an eye…?”
Aria looked at Ashtein's face and fell silent.
His face really was as red as autumn leaves.
A strange noise popped out of her mouth.
“A-huh?”
It was a peculiar exclamation, somewhere between a hiccup and a gasp.
Ashtein scratched his cheek and glanced away.
“Is it strange for me to be embarrassed?”
“N-no, no! I-I mean, it's not strange! W-what should I say? I-I just…?”
Aria was several times more flustered than the embarrassed Ashtein.
It was an ironic situation, but she could hardly contain her joy.
She'd managed to fluster Ashtein!
She herself had done it!
“It's unfamiliar, but I suppose this has its own special flavor!”
“What does that even mean? Am I food?”
“Nooo, that's not what I mean!”
She'd thought that when he called her cute, he was just flattering her.
What could possibly be cute about her?
Someone gloomy and dreary like her.
But now she'd seen him blush.
The emotion Aria felt then was crystal clear.
Cute.
Was this how Ashtein felt whenever she blushed?
She spoke in a tiny voice.
“……You're cute, Ain.”
Ashtein smiled broadly.
He found Aria's words absurd.
Who was calling whom cute?
“The Saintess is cuter.”
A silly remark.
A meaningless remark.
And yet Aria liked it.
No, it wasn't silly.
It did mean something.
Sharing this moment with you means more than anything.
How could she regard this process as trivial?
It was a radiant, brilliant moment, like a single spring day.
The Hero and the Saintess giggled together.
After exchanging a few playful remarks, they reached the bathroom and took off their clothes.
When Aria's curvaceous body was revealed, Ashtein's massive cock sprang upright again.
“You never seem to get tired.”
At first, she'd thought it was gross, but the more she saw it, the more familiar and endearing it became.
She used her slender fingers to tap his pillar-like cock.
“It's because Aria's body has a special talent for getting my cock worked up.”
“Th-that's vulgar.”
“You like it when I talk like this.”
“……W-what do you take me for? I'm a saintess, you know?”
“A saintess who likes lewd things more than anyone. Want me to repeat some of the things you said when you were really worked up? ‘Please dump your load in Aria's breeding pussy.’ ‘Aria's pussy wants Ashtein's semen.’ What else was there…?”
“Aaaaaaah! Stop! Stop! Stop saying those naughty things!”
Aria wailed, having completely forgotten to speak politely.
Ashtein loved her shrill squealing.
“Come on, my lewd little saintess. Say it again. What I said was vulgar? Then what about the things you said?”
“I-I only say things like that because I love you, Ain! I don't really like lewd stuff that much!”
“Really?”
Ashtein's large hand seized her ass.
Her pretty, pale butt had been spanked so many times that it had turned rosy like a peach.
Why did her crotch ache when all he was doing was kneading her butt?
Aria felt a mixture of semen and her own juices trickle down her thigh from her pussy.
“I-I really mean it! Huuuh, and also! When you touch me like that, your semen leaks out!”
“Does it?”
Ashtein ostentatiously grabbed her bottom and spread it apart.
Then the semen that had filled Aria's vagina gushed out through her spread pussy.
“Hngh, A-Ain!”
He gave her a mischievous, infuriating smile.
“We're going to wash up anyway, so what's the harm?”
Ashtein lathered himself up with the toiletries in the bathroom.
Aria had once wondered why hygiene was so advanced in what seemed like the Middle Ages, but she'd given up on the question after realizing that the original novel, ‘I Became the Surrogate Saintess of the Erotic Cult,’ was a rather convenient sort of story.
In a world with magic, what was a little soap?
Anyway, Ashtein approached, covered in suds.
“W-what is it?”
“I've always wanted to lather up and rub against you like this.”
Aria's soft breasts pressed against Ashtein's firm chest.
Their bare skin touched from time to time, but being all slippery like this was a novel sensation.
“I-it's strange.”
“How is it? Does it feel lewd?”
His voice was smug.
It was frustrating.
But…
“……It does.”
His hand slid around Aria's slender waist, rubbing their bodies together.
It wasn't sex, but the act felt strangely obscene.
There was no penetration, but…
The sensitive spots scattered across her body began to awaken.
Aria's thoughts spun in circles.
Could this be a kind of sex, too?
Aria was lost in such trivial thoughts when lukewarm water was suddenly splashed over her.
“Eek!”
“How can you think about something else when I'm right in front of you?”
Ashtein wore a fierce smile, as if he wouldn't forgive her for getting distracted.
“I-it's just that this feels really lewd, too! I wasn't thinking about anything else…”
“What am I going to do with our cheeky Saintess?”
“……Do you really enjoy teasing me?”
“I'm starting to.”
“You're mean. You're awful.”
Ashtein easily lifted the freshly washed Aria in his strong arms and slipped his cock into her pussy.
“Hngh, Ain! A-all of a sudden!”
“Shouldn't we wash this part thoroughly, too?”
“Th-then, ngh, hngh… Ah!”
The head of his cock scraped up the semen inside her vagina.
Aria was beginning to wonder whether he really was doing this to remove the semen in her pussy, or if this was another form of sexual intimacy.
‘What's wrong with being confused?’
Exactly.
Why did it matter?
What mattered was that Ashtein was ravenously craving Aria.
That was enough.
That was all she needed.
Aria's pussy grew wet again.
Ashtein's glans scooped the semen from her vagina over and over.
Pale fluid dripped onto the bathroom floor.
“Huuung, haaah. Eek! F-faster! A little s-slower!”
“It doesn't come out as well if I go slow.”
She had no idea whether that was true or not.
Ashtein kept thrusting without restraint, paying no mind to Aria's gasping.
Held up and taken like this, Aria felt as if she were floating.
Even in this masochistic situation, her body offered her pleasure.
Unable to resist the sudden rush of ecstasy, Aria's hips bucked on their own.
“Ah… ngh. I-I like it.”
“You like having your pussy scraped out?”
“I do. I really like it, ngh!”
A shiver ran through her.
Goosebumps rose on her skin.
Held in Ashtein's arms, Aria reached a powerful climax.
No moan escaped her lips.
She'd stifled it.
Sweat ran down her face.
“I-I came.”
“I haven't yet.”
“……If you keep thrusting into my pussy, Aria's going to get tired.”
Twitch.
Ashtein's cock had grown even harder than before.
He didn't seem inclined to grant her request.
Squelch, squick.
The bewitching wet sound of him sloshing around inside her pussy.
He was going to start thrusting again.
Without holding back.
Without mercy.
Without pity.
Would she lose consciousness again?
Aria swallowed nervously, but what she'd expected didn't happen.
The member digging into her vagina was pulled out.
“……Huh?”
“If you're tired, will you use your mouth?”
She felt a pang of disappointment.
It would've been even better if he'd taken her by force.
She was about to glare at him in displeasure, but realized how shameless she was being and shook her head.
She'd been the one to ask him, so what was with that awful thought?
Aria looked at Ashtein's cock.
It was filthy, smeared with semen and her juices.
But it was lovely.
Because it was yours.
Because it was your cock.
“I-I'll do my best.”
Aria opened her small mouth wide, just about to take his enormous cock inside.
Rumble!
The building shook as if there had been an earthquake.
Even faced with the sudden disturbance, Ashtein calmly shielded Aria with his body.
“What was that?”
Something seemed to have happened.