Sothing fast and strong suddenly grabbed my arm and yanked sideways, powerfully pulling behind a wide, mushroom that was as big as a building, and whose cap lood overhead like so fleshy umbrella, its gills dripping faint glowing spores.
Wait, what now?!
And how are these people able to bypass my senses so easily to grab like this?
Sys, say sothing!
{Answer: Master is currently tracking the Fairy Queen Titania closely; so Master isn’t being aware of his surroundings as he normally is. Additionally, the fairies approaching is not hostile, so I am not alerting Master on my own. Am I transgressing in any way?}
[Hm? No. Actually, you’re making sense.]
SIGH!
So, I turned to the person currently holding my arm this ti, with my half-lidded eyes narrowing in mild exasperation as I asked;
"...What is it, Claire? And don’t just pull my arm like that! I bite, you know."
Yes, Claire.
Clay’s elder twin with her sharp violet bob cut framing her face like a perfect, edgy halo, was currently holding onto my arm while pouting fiercely.
She was dressed exactly like Clay had been, with those sa tight black shorts that hugged her hips and thighs, riding high enough to show off the smooth lines of her legs, and the revealing top that looked more like lingerie than anything practical:
Thin straps, deep neckline dipping low to fra the soft swell of her small breasts, sheer side panels teasing glimpses of fair skin, cropped hem leaving her midriff bare.
The outfit clung to her petite fra in all the right ways, accentuating her curves without overwhelming them, the glossy black material catching faint forest light and making her look both defiant and vulnerable at the sa ti.
"I... heard from Clay..." she mumbled through her pout, refusing to et my eyes, glancing everywhere else—at the massive mushroom cap overhead, at the mossy ground, at distant vines—anywhere but directly at . "You added her to your harem...?"
"Why are you guys saying ’harem’ like that?" My face flushed hot, with my ears burning red. "You make sound like so kind of man-slut."
"... too!" she suddenly demanded, voice rising in a burst of courage. "I also want to be with Benjamin!"
She clenched her fists at her sides, her wings buzzing once behind her. "I know... I normally have a bad personality... but I can change. I want to be your g-girlfriend too!"
K... Kyaahhh!!!
I got confessed to twice in a row!
How cute of Claire to co all the way out here just to say it, stomping up with that pout and those big violet eyes flashing determination.
Wait, I hope I won’t keep getting these unexpected visits?!
It’s already getting in the way of eting Titania quickly.
And I really need to get to that castle before the day drags on.
"Claire, I would love to have you as one of my girlfriends," I said gently, placing both hands on her shoulders to steady her. "In fact, I thought you basically were one already."
"... too...?" Her eyes widened a fraction; those huge violet irises catching the light like polished athysts, lashes fluttering in surprise.
Then she huffed loudly, turning her head away with a sharp jerk, cheeks puffing out in classic fashion.
Her bob swayed with the motion, a few strands falling across her flushed face, and she crossed her arms under her chest, pushing the soft breasts up just enough to make the revealing top strain.
"Hmph! I don’t believe you!"
Yep! We have a shocking tsundere here!
"Huh?! What does that an?!" I asked, half-laughing despite myself—but damn, she was very adorable when she was pouting, lower lip jutting out, brows furrowed in that stubborn little frown, wings twitching irritably behind her. "Okay, what must I do to show you I’m serious?"
Hearing that, she peeped at cutely from the corner of her eye—violet gaze peeking through her lashes, cheeks still pink—then looked around sneakily, scanning the area for prying eyes.
Then she moved to the side of the massive mushroom, turned her back to , and bent forward, ass pushed out toward as she slowly hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and pink panties and began sliding them down inch by tantalizing inch.
What is she doing now?!?!
"B... Benjamin..." she said, voice breaking with a mix of embarrassnt and resolve, "For to trust you, you have to fuck here..."
"What? But we’re outside! Be reasonable."
"If y-you can’t do just this much, then I cannot accept you as my boyfriend!"
Eh?! How co I was now the one on the verge of being rejected?
I looked around quickly; fairies weren’t flying around this particular area much right now, but it wasn’t unlikely that one would pass by at any mont, the risk was real.
...Geez, this horny little girl!
Alright, let just make her feel good quickly and run off to Titania.
Chances are I might have to sexually please the queen too when I finally reach her; so I can’t afford to waste too much energy here.
I pulled my pants down just enough (for so reason, girls wear modern panties in this fantasy realm, but there were no undies for guys. Bla the perverted author).
Looking at her squelching, dripping pussy—the lips already swollen and glistening, thighs trembling slightly as she held the position—and the perfect heart-shaped presentation of her legs and ass, I shalessly got an erection almost imdiately.
I stepped forward, lined up slowly, and slipped inside her from behind, careful but swift.
I reached around and held her hands tenderly—actually, the most tender way I could—interlacing our fingers so she could squeeze back if it got intense.
"Happy now?" My breath was already getting labored from the tight, wet flesh enveloping . "I like you too, believe ."
She nodded shyly, a small whimper escaping her as I began to move my hips, slamming my penis into her sweet spots with controlled fervor.
I had studied them during our last session: sowhere to the left side of her insides, if I angled just right and pushed there repeatedly, she’d squirt and tremble in quick successions.
So I did it about four tis, each thrust intentional and pressing firmly against that exact spot, and she was already buckling, legs shaking, unable to stand properly.
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