The air was cold and stinging. Lumen lay on a comfy blanket, his legs wrapped in someone else's. And his face pressed against something fleshly but smooth.
He stirred. His eyes opened, half-groggy. It was early morning, the sun hadn't fully come up yet. Its yellow glow stared him down. He was lying in the embrace of Lady Ysellla's arms, his head cradled in the confines of her breasts.
Right. They had slept outdoors. They had enjoyed each other's company last night.
He sat up, and she woke, her breath leaving condensing chills on his neck. She smiled at him. Then her hands traced down her dress. She slowly removed it from her body. As it vanished, he stared at two beautiful, lush breasts that sat in front of him, jiggling as she moved.
'Yummy'
She started removing his own dress, touching his chest, moving her hand lower and lower.
"Do you like what you see, warrior?" she asked.
He said nothing, blushing. She took his hand and brought it to her breast, gesturing for him to squeeze her tits. He did so, playing with her breasts, taking in their weight, tracing the spot around her areola. He touched her nipple.
And she gasped. He pulled his hand away out of fright of hurting her, then brought it back again.
"Oh, you're much bolder than last night. It's still early. But I'm afraid I won't see you for the rest of the day. Will we conjoin again, my petite knight?"
He nodded. "Yes, my lady. I want your supple body connected with mine."
Her hands slid under his underwear. She found his hardening and stiff length, then started stroking slowly, teasing him and making him grunt. She did it slowly, gently. Lumen stared at her breasts. They were like a very large treat, only he couldn't tend to both. He latched onto her, licking along her nipples and suckling on her.
She sighed, a hint of relaxation in her voice.
She hastened her pace. Her other hand found the backside of his bosom, cradling him. Then, with swift force, she straddled him on the blanket. She stood up, walked over to him, then guided him inside of her with deliberate control.
She moaned.
Lumen gripped her waist as the pleasure of entering her coursed through him. Her movements were slow and steady, not hasty but indulgent. She was claiming him as hers. He shuddered when she intensified her jumps, increasing the pressure on his groin. His hips buckled every time she slammed down on him. She was a warrior in her own right, with a different skill set.
Lumen shuddered. He lost any control or restraint he had as he started ejaculating inside of her, filling her up.
She fell forward, out of breath, her breath warmed by their vigorous exercise. One of her legs lifted. She wasn't easily satisfied. This time, he held her halfway along his arms as they thrusted half-standing. Faster this time—she hadn't reached her climax yet.
As they intertwined, Lumen felt something stir inside of him. His mana shifted, a piece of her own life force entering his body, strengthening the mana core inside of him, his foundation. She watched him as it happened, amused.
"Do you enjoy that feeling, Lumen?"
"Yes…" he said, rasping for air.
"That is how all things should be."
Lumen lifted her leg higher, licking her from her ankles upward to the soles of her feet, kissing her on the heel of her foot. She giggled, and then she gave in to his assault, orgasming.
He let go, and she fell softly to the ground, nearly tumbling over onto the grass.
"Mmmnhhh," she continued moaning. Lumen felt the pressure of his dick nearing his limit. It was one thing to do it occasionally, but she wanted to do it all the time when they were together, even offering him servants to see him, do it constantly. She was addicted to him.
Ysella stood up once more, then bent over, arms on the ground, her butt wiggling. Lumen stared at her ass from behind as she moved it rigorously.
"L-Lady Ysella, I can't go on further. It's too much."
She gave him a scowl. "How disappointing. I've seen you beat gigantic beasts in the arena, and yet a few rounds of seed planting wear you out. Perhaps you're not the warrior I thought you were."
He shuddered, then kneeled behind her. He readied his cock and inserted himself once again, his arms holding onto her buttocks. He started pistoning his length inside of her, then slapped her butt for good measure.
"AH!" she cried out.
He did it again to gauge her reaction.
"Ah, you cretin," she teased. "How dare you treat your lady this way."
He started rubbing her behind. She seemed to like it. Lumen's elf ears were acutely wired. He heard footsteps approaching, then stopped his attack.
She scoffed. "What? Why the hell are you stopping? Give it to me."
"Someone's coming. A maid, I think, judging by the sound of the shoes."
"So? Would you like her to join as well?"
He stuttered. "N-no, I—?"
The maid burst into their little gathering, then her mouth hung open at the sight before her. Lumen hesitated as both his hands were at work. Ysella grabbed his hands and brought them back.
"Don't stop, Lumen!" she ordered, her fingers digging her nails into his wrist.
The maid blushed as he resumed, thrusting into her mistress, slamming her and making her moan and cry to higher beings.
"Well… What… is… Ah!" she moaned mid-sentence, making the maid turn her face in shame. "—It. Why are you just standing there!"
"I'm sorry, Lady Ysella, there's been an accident on one of your farms. Your vassal lord is furious. It's going to…" She stopped for a moment, staring at the two going to and fro. "Going to exponentially implode into something terrible."
Farms? Man, she really is influential, Lumen thought as he dug deep inside of her.
Ysella started swearing. "Fuck! It's not my concern, you know. I… hire… Ah… people to manage it for a reason. Ah. Fuck! Mmmhh."
Every time she spoke, she'd moan hysterically, making the maid fluster even worse. Even so, it was unprofessional to just ignore your duties. Ysella was being irresponsible here.
"Cum inside of me, Lumen, so I can get to the bottom of this."
The maid started turning away, her feet scuffling as she tried to distance herself.
"Wait, wait, wait for me. I'm almost done," she huffed. "Learn from me, won't you?"
The maid said nothing. She appeared horrified.
Lumen intensified his push, hammering her. She didn't give in easily. Was he not adequate enough of a man to finish her?
Lumen felt her insides start to stir, and her legs started quivering. He let go of the pent-up frustration inside of her, their mana surging together. The little hole in his mana core that was inside of him slowly fixed itself.
They orgasmed together.
Lumen pulled out and immediately took to dressing himself. Ysella stood up, her titties flopping about as she stretched herself. Her legs seemed to tire, and the maid scrambled to save her from falling.
"I will handle this madness." She turned to the maid, half annoyed. "You, what's your name again?"
The maid could barely maintain her composure. "Albina, Lady Ysella, it's Albina."
"Take Lumen to the guest room I've reserved for him. I've laid out a gift for him."
The maid nodded, then started tending to him, pushing him in that direction. To the guest house. He was reluctant to leave her. She was his only source of comfort.
****
The maid had taken him to a private chamber. It was minimalist, but every piece of it screamed rich and expensive. The maid gestured to the prizes laid flat on the table. It was brand-new gladiator armor and a sharp blade engraved with dark metallic runes. He approached it, then asked her, dumbfounded and still naked.
"Is this for me?"
Ysella really did care for him. This could ensure that he stayed alive for a good while to come. His old armor was rusty, his sword brittle, and the pay he earned could never afford his freedom.
The blushing maid nodded. She had brought him fresh clothes, and he had yet to wear them. He approached the blade, touching the handle, the hilt, waving it around. It felt heavy, but just right enough for his body.
The maid shifted awkwardly, her face flushed.
"Lord Lumen… before I leave for other matters, may I observe your… features?" she stammered. His eyes flicked downward, but hers went up.
His eyes flickered, not knowing what she wanted. He nodded. And the maid, called Albina, hovered over his ears. She touched them briefly. He twitched. It was a sensitive spot.
"It's so soft," she said with a smile. "Real elven ears. You're the first elf I've seen in my life."
"Really? They're common here, among the servitude and the cheap laborers."
She coughed. "Sorry, I'm not from here. I also just got into the city. I haven't left Lady Ysella villa since."
Her fingers hovered around his head.
"Oh, do you want to touch my ears?"
She started giggling. "Can I?"
"You may." he smiled. Surprised at how lax he was around a stranger, but she seemed nice.
As she started playing with his ears, she also started playing with his hair. "You're so pretty, my lord. Prettier than most girls."
He was taken aback. He kept hearing it. But he didn't understand it. "Do I really look like a girl?"
"Yes, everything… besides your…"
She didn't say anything, and he left it unanswered. This was probably the last good time he would enjoy himself. She didn't seem lecherous like Ysella. She was much purer.
Perhaps, if he did come to stay under Ysella's retinue, he would find himself sharing a sheet with this maid—not that he couldn't if he wanted to.
His mind stirred to the bullshit that occurred today. More bullshit cockfighting in a rigged system.
Lumen swore inwardly. Everyone in that arena, bar Evander, would pay the price one day.