Chapter 249: 2★ 'Ambitious' Lady Charlotte
TL/Editor: Raei
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The inn of the stone dwarves was made entirely of stone and looked more luxurious and sturdily built than it appeared.
As expected of a craftsman race, the fact that the door frames and doors were made of wood yet soundproof showed a lot.
"Hello, Roland?"
I didn't know what Grace, Irene, and Katie were doing, but Han Se-ah was talking with her viewers in the next room yet her voice didn't carry over.
And even with Charlotte sitting demurely on my bed, the others probably wouldn't know.
Charlotte, sitting on the bed with a playful smile, and Maid Mari, standing by the door without making a sound, showing the usual master-servant relationship, had secretly come to my room.
...Was it because she was a rogue before a maid that she used some sort of presence-diminishing passive?
That surprised me.
"What brings you here, Miss Charlotte?"
"Oh? Aren't you being too formal when it's just the two of us?"
"...Hmm?"
That was typical of Charlotte Cavendish, who, having heard one of Madam Zoe's lewd jokes during etiquette lessons, had stormed in determined to lose her virginity to avoid an arranged marriage.
Thanks to Han Se-ah becoming a hero, it seemed Charlotte had become independent as not just a Cavendish but as Charlotte herself, so perhaps it was more correct to say it was typical of her attitude.
Sitting on the bed, she took off her adventurer boots, revealing her white toes and wiggling them, which was quite seductive.
Moreover, it seemed she had gained some power in the Magic Tower by leveraging her connection with Han Se-ah and Antenor, appearing proud and confident, which actually made her look adorable.
"If you insist, that's fine by me."
"Eh, r-right now?"
While she spoke politely to the tank of the hero party when outside, she switched to informal language with the man Roland when in the bedroom.
Wasn't her behavior too transparent for someone titled 'ambitious'?
Liking that, I stepped closer, slid between the thighs revealed under the hem of her dress, and forcibly spread her legs, causing her to stutter in surprise, seemingly not expecting that.
Perhaps she was remembering the last time, when she had tried to act nonchalant but ended up being completely dominated, not able to let out even a peep.
Cheeks flushed, she gasped in shock and tried to scoot back into the bed. She stretched her hand towards me as if to say stop.
"Wasn't this why you climbed onto the bed?"
"Just a moment, Roland? Th-there's something I need to say, eeek!"
Of course, such feeble resistance did not stop me.
The silent gaze of the maid standing at the back of the room, making herself nearly invisible, and the feeble attempt at resistance, acted like fuel that only made the flames of lust burn brighter rather than extinguishing them.
The maid with dark blue hair, standing with her back against the room's door as if ready to block anyone who dared to open it without permission, meant there was no one to help Charlotte.
A former noble lady, now an intermediate mage, her delicate strength could not possibly push away the body of a superior tank who had transcended humanity and joined the ranks of superhumans.
I relished the touch of her palm against my chest as I moved forward.
It had been a good idea to take off my armor beforehand, thinking to surf the web or rest at the inn.
Unlike the bumbling assassin sent by the princess, Charlotte and I had already gone as far as we could go.
Naturally, there was no hesitation.
"Starting with the clothes, just like that?"
"Should we do it with them on?"
"That's not what I meant, ugh-"
My body naturally spread her thighs apart as I slid between them.
I leaned over Charlotte, pressing her down with my upper body, and caught the fleeing her with a kiss.
Her small lips, which had been moving busily, became docile like prey in front of a predator as my larger mouth touched hers.
Just like in Heroes Chronicle, inheriting its settings, the soft body of the pink-haired, big-breasted female character immediately complied, making one wonder if it was alright to call her easy.
Chup, chweeup-
She tried to say something but gave up and clumsily pecked at my mouth with her small lips.
Seeing she had come to my room first without being asked, she must have some she wanted or was curious about.
Charlotte, attempting to not be one-sidedly dominated, awkwardly pecked at my lips with the tip of her tongue and gingerly scraped with her teeth.
Afraid of being bitten, she did not dare to stick her tongue further in.
Feeling the soft and sticky flesh, I slowly started to undress her shirt.
As expected, there was something to be revealed; her shirt with loose buttonholes, matching her short skirt that exposes her thighs, was very easy to remove.
Pulling with force, the buttons easily snapped, making a sound as the front of the shirt opened.
A few buttons were torn off in the process, but that didn't really matter.
"Huh, nothing underneath?"
"Men... like this kind of thing, so..."
What was revealed were mounds of pale flesh comparable in size to Grace's, with nipples as pink as her hair.
Just a short kiss had her body heating up, pushing up the thin, loose pieces of her shirt fabric to assert their presence.
A no-bra with a loose shirt, Madam Zoe... what exactly were you teaching the noble ladies?
Charlotte, with her lips covered in saliva, hurriedly wiped her mouth with her hand, turning her gaze away shyly.
At this moment, deciding whether to enjoy these large mounds of flesh or to check if she was also not wearing underwear beneath her skirt, my eyes must have been gleaming with lust, which could be a bit frightening.
"You like it."
"Hee, heekyaa~"
I will check the bottom later; for now, let's play with these big ones.
Thinking so, I buried my face between the opened shirt, pressing my nose into her cleavage, and she, sniffling, gently wrapped her hands around the back of my head.
Unlike the deep kiss, the breath tickling her chest was bearable.
Lifting her breasts with both hands, thanks to the shirt and the no-bra, the two mounds of flesh that were slightly parted to the sides pressed against my cheeks from both sides.
A warm, soft sensation that could never be replicated by a man's skin.
Enjoying the heavy weight in my hands and the skin that clung too tightly to breathe comfortably, Charlotte's hand that had been fiddling with the back of my head slowly moved downwards.
"If I'm the only one naked, it feels a bit..."
"Then, take it off for me."
Like a mother who hands a toy to her child and goes about her business, she entrusted her defenseless, large breasts to me while she slowly started unbuttoning my shirt.
Given the position, her hands fumbled for the buttons, obscured by my head, an insignificant movement yet immensely stimulating.
The lady, who probably had her maid dress her, awkwardly undressed a man.
The fumbling touch was less stimulating than the situation itself.
I bit and sucked on her breastbone, making slurping sounds, which slowed her hands even more.
"Ah, really, you're not a child, oh~"
"Men are all children. Especially in front of breasts like these."
I fondled her breasts, worrying if the pale skin might bruise, until her shirt was finally off.
But since the shirt needed to be removed from the arms, I momentarily parted from the breasts, leading to a man and woman, both shirtless, facing each other on the bed.
Sticky saliva smeared on the pale cleavage revealed through the loose shirt, with lip marks already turning slightly red.
The firm chest revealed between the parted shirt and the slender fingers pressing down but not making a dent in the solid muscle.
Not just Charlotte, but even Roland's body I possess was pleasing to the eyes of women, as evidenced by the erratic breathing of Maid Mari, who was silently lurking behind.
No matter how stoic, witnessing her master's sticky lovemaking must have been somewhat shocking.
...Maybe she wasn't turned away but actually watching us?
As we rid ourselves of the cumbersome shirts and pants, hiccupping sounds could be heard from both directions.
She was an inexperienced lady in the end.
Charlotte's eyes, having initiated the seduction but not accustomed to a man's nudity, widened as the shirt was thrown aside.
Enjoying her delicious reaction, I laid her down on the bed and brought my hands together in front of her large breasts.
"After hugging and biting to your heart's content last time, why are you acting as if it's your first time seeing it?"
"You become really naughty in bed."
"I told you, in front of breasts like these, all men become children?"
From lips to breasts, I covered her, pecking.
Her voice was a little grumpy, embarrassed from being one-sidedly toyed with.
The skirt slowly removed below was thoroughly wet, making even her annoyed voice sound delightful.
Pulling the skirt slightly revealed her white underwear.
More precisely, seeing it become increasingly transparent as it got wet made my blood rush down there, driving me crazy.
Feeling my blatant gaze, her panties grew increasingly damp.
As the thin fabric became soaked, the area that turned transparent widened, revealing a faint pink hue through the translucent white.
As far as I knew, pink wasn't a naturally occurring hair color, but as if to assert this was a fantasy world, there was plenty of pink at the top, in the middle, and at the bottom.
Indeed, I found myself thinking that pink goes well with white, and before I knew it, I was drawn in headfirst.
Chweeup
"Hi, hiyak-!"
"With your, your mouth on a lady."
Licking over the meaningless piece of thin fabric startled Charlotte.
It was her first time having her p*ssy leisurely teased by a man's tongue over her increasingly damp panties, her body twitching enough to make her chest heave as my tongue crawled over the soaked fabric.
Holding down her plump thighs with my hands, I sucked up the overflowing nectar, causing small murmurs from behind.
Perhaps because last time I was considerate of her being a virgin, ending lightly with missionary followed by a cowgirl position, Charlotte lost her composure when I started to orally pleasure her, and even the cool-headed maid murmured in surprise.
Regardless, I pressed my lips directly onto the lower lips responding honestly to the pleasure.
Having forsaken her virginity and discovered pleasure, spending all day cooped up in the lab had led to built-up desires, as if complaining, her p*ssy endlessly leaked, urging me to diligently move my tongue.
"Heuk, with your tongue, the underwear, euk- better to just tear it off~"
"Tseup- Just stay still."
Just as her pink nipples had been exposed above the shirt, the swollen clit also bulged over the panties, felt by my tongue.
Yet, being underwear worn by a noble lady, even continuous licking with my tongue presented no annoyance like loose threads.
The unfamiliar pleasure tickled her body, making it hard for her to stay still as her thighs naturally clenched.
The soft flesh, not at all firm but squeezing my cheeks like a breast, and her trembling hands tightly gripped my hair, though to me, it was a very feeble resistance.
After pressing down the weak resistance of the under-exercised mage with my head, I scolded the still dissatisfied p*ssy with my front teeth, lightly nipping.
"Hyaaak!"
As I gently nibbled on the standing clit with my front teeth and lips, her thrashing legs stretched upwards.
Seizing the moment, I threw her stretched legs over my shoulders in one swift motion.
Bent in half, Charlotte, unaware of her panties being stripped away by my hands, clenched the blanket tightly with both hands, her body trembling vigorously.
Her lips were smeared with saliva and her skin was gleaming with sweat.
The pink nipples stood erect, the soft lower belly was quivering, and the mage's p*ssy was still seemingly unsatisfied as it started to dampen the blanket once it was freed from her panties.
Hesitation or restraint would not be manly here.
"Just, just a moment, Roland? I, I just came, and...?"
"It always feels better to continue during that time."
"Tha-that's a lie, aaaaah~"
With no hesitation, I eagerly entered the abundantly wet mage p*ssy with my fully erect d*ck.
As befits a superior tanker, I bravely charged in, and her p*ssy lips spread easily without resistance.
My d*ck, more like a weapon than a p*nis, drilled deep inside, striking repeatedly.
Her legs that had shot up limply before stretched out once more, quivering, the sensation felt clearly to the side of my ribs.
It was somewhat amusing to see her legs stretch out when I hit deep, near the entrance to the uterus, and relax when I pulled back.
Eager to see that intense reaction again, I stroked deeply, just shy of pulling out completely, and Charlotte's mouth now emitted moaning groans instead of words.
"Uh, Roland? Is the lady alright?"
"Oh, it's fine, it's fine. Women feel like this when you hit the uterus."
That beastly sight elicited a worried voice from behind.
The maid, too concerned for her lady to maintain her composure, stealthily approached to express her concern.
However, with the lady herself heaving and taking it one-sidedly, a mere maid couldn't possibly stop me.
Holding onto her soft, seemingly muscle-free sides as if gripping a fleshlight, I moved my hips back and forth in long strokes.
Regardless of the maid who came worried for the lady, swallowing her saliva at the sight of my tense back and buttocks, I must first soothe the highly unsatisfied mage p*ssy...!
"Last time, we only did it once because I had to join the expedition, but today, we're together until sunrise...!"
"Heuk, if, if we take a short break, I, I have something, to ask, too hard... "
The only firm part amidst her soft body, the tip of my glans, drilled in, pulling a curious gaze from the maid losing her composure and the mage p*ssy fully releasing its dissatisfaction, soaking the bedsheet.
As a wave of sensation rushed to my lower back, there was no need to hold back given magical cleanup.
With my hips pulled back as far as they could go, I pushed forward, pressing down on Charlotte so hard it felt like I was crushing her.
As my thick flesh burrowed in, her legs forcibly spread wide.
My d*ck pressing down as if it was trying to move her uterus further up spurted hot semen inside, urging a bit more rise with its vigorous force.
Enjoying the aftermath of ejaculation, I gently moved the glans, smearing the semen over the uterus as her panting gradually found peace.
"Ah, really, I had something to say... ook-
"What is it?"
"My, my waist, st, stop-"
Of course, her reaction was so cute that my still-erect d*ck kept moving in and out, pushing the semen deeper, which made her voice tremble again.
Despite lacking any muscle, sitting for long periods for research seems to have given her some endurance, as she didn't faint.
Katie passed out after her first experience...
Was it because of the alcohol I bought from a back-alley prostitute at that time?
Random thoughts crossed my mind as Charlotte, finally catching her breath and still being penetrated, gently stroked my forearm and started to speak.
"I have a request, Roland. It might sound a bit strange."
"What is it?"
She spoke informally when seducing, but now she was back to formal speech after venting her dissatisfaction below.
Or perhaps this was an absurd request.
Just looking at the current situation, it was like pillow talk, wasn't it?
Sneaking into the bedroom for sticky s*x and then making a request while basking in the afterglow.
Well, even as the tank of the hero party, I'm no authority figure, so it was probably some tedious task involving research materials or her body.
With that thought and nodding, Charlotte, laying beneath me and looking nervous, started to speak with difficulty.
"Can you, um, embrace my maid too?"
"Why?"
I knew it involved using my body, but I didn't expect it to be this way.
Surprised, I turned to look behind me, and there was Maid Mari, who had moved from the door to the bedside, not just standing by.
Using rogue stealth for peeping, how impressive, yet utterly ridiculous.
So, I reflexively moved my hips.
"Mari, wa-wait- Ah, aah- I was talking-"
Thinking of passing the job to the maid and taking a break?
Looks she had a tendency to hit and run.
She definitely needed a lesson.
With that thought, I vigorously stirred ger p*ssy, smeared with fluids, causing her to weakly punch me in a playful manner, tapping my chest before her hand fell limply onto the bed.
"Not me, m-my maid, euk- She's pretty, isn't she-"
"Lady Charlotte"
The idea of melting the cool-headed, dark-haired maid with my hot d*ck was tempting, but first, the mage's p*ssy, which initiated the seduction and was now exhausted after just one climax, needed to be shown the fearsomeness of a man.
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