After talking, we decide to stay one night at Eight-Colored Clam Castle.
The next day, we’ll wrap up everything in Dry Village and head to the capital.
I assign each person a room in the castle—no special reason, just feels like we need some order as our group grows.
I flop onto the wide bed in the castle owner’s room, alone. Being by myself isn’t half bad.
Maybe I need this quiet time to think. I know it’s risky, but I feel I’ve done enough in Dry Village.
Since meeting Isti and Karen, I’ve been swept up in this flow.
I’m starting to think I’ll just go with it and see where it leads.
I won’t deny I’m stirred by the fact the hero’s a w0man—a stunning one at that.
This job’s dangerous, but the reward’s worth it.
School memories hit me out of nowhere, making me restless.
Sleep won’t come.
I pull up the castle’s menu, wondering if I can call someone from another room.
I tap Veil Noah’s room.
“What are you doing?” I mutter.
Calling someone when I’m five minutes away?
Lazy.
I decide to visit Noah’s room myself, but then there’s a knock.
“Decal, sir? You called?”
Noah’s voice. I’m stunned—did it actually work?
“Come in.”
Noah steps inside, vibe different.
Freshly bathed?
“Karen suggested we use the grand bath together,” Noah says, nailing what’s on my mind. “Hope it’s okay we used the facilities.”
“No problem. You’re part of Eight-Colored Clam Castle. Use whatever you want.”
“Thank you.”
Now what? I called Noah on a whim, too lazy to move, but it worked out.
Noah stands by the door, poised, waiting for me to speak.
“Didn’t you say you needed the cl0thes I was wearing?” I get up, strip off my shirt.
Noah’s silent.
“Come closer. I’ll give ‘em to you.” I’m barely holding back a grin.
Noah walks straight toward me, not catching the trap.
“Here, take it.” Instead of the cl0thes, I grab Noah’s wrist and pull.
“Ah…!” Noah stumbles into my arms, trembling, breath hitching. “Decal, sir, we can’t…! Hng…!”
“Can’t what? Let’s do something better.”
Like a spider with prey, I pull Noah onto the bed.
No resistance.
“Ah, ngh…! Hn…!”
I knead Noah’s rear gently over the nun’s cl0the.
“Wanna roll around? More fun, right?”
“Please, give me time to prepare. You pull me in like this, I… I lose myself.”
“Show me that messy side quick.”
I hug Noah tighter, already unraveling.
“Hah, no…! Ngh… Hnn!”
Noah’s arms wrap around my back, face buried in my chest, nuzzling like they’re obsessed.
“Hnn… Sorry for this unseemly display…”
“You like it that much?”
“Yes~ Your scent, Decal. A bold male’s scent. I can’t think of anything else.”
Noah’s voice melts.
Even without doing much, Noah’s in a light climax, sensitive to every touch through the cl0the.
“I like your skin’s scent too, Noah.”
“Ah, ahh…” Noah squirms, helpless.
Noah’s super shy, probably didn’t expect me to actually sniff. It’s not just talk—Noah’s b0dy smells amazing, different from Karen, Bella, or Isti.
“Decal, sir… Decal…”
“Yeah?”
Noah looks at me, m0uth slightly open, t0ngue out, begging.
A k!ss?
I lean in, k!ss Noah, our t0ngues tangle.
Noah’s eager, sucking my t0ngue, saliva flowing, hips wiggling desperately.
“Not enough?”
Noah spreads her m0uth wider, fingers on cheeks, pleading.
“Put your smelly c0ck in here~ Pound me with it~”
“Rude for a b*tch.”
“Violate my mind with your musky c0ck~”
I pretend to think, but Noah presses closer, seductive. Hard to imagine Noah like this normally—guess they meant it about losing control.
“Want my c0ck’s scent?”
Noah nods eagerly.
“Turn around.”
I pull Noah’s rear close, burying my face in her pu$$y.
“Ahh…!”
Lifting the nun’s cl0the, Noah’s white rear appears.
I dive in, l!cking her pu$$y boldly.
“Ngh…! Hng…!”
Noah squirms, trying to pull away, but I hold tight, sucking her pu$$y.
“Ah, ngh, hnn…!”
Giving up, Noah offers her pu$$y freely and starts sucking my c0ck.
“Slurp, smack, suck.”
Noah’s greedy, drooling like a b*tch, devouring my shaft.
Can’t see her face in this position—maybe that’s why they’re so bold?
The suction’s intense, cheeks probably hollowed out, perfect pressure. She learned fast since the stone chamber.
“Slurp, smack, hng, suck~”
It’s not just service—Noah’s hunting, sensing the spunk in my balls. Aggressive tempo, but careful with the sensitive parts.
I want to praise Noah, so I l!ck her clit.
“Hng~! slurp, suck.”
Noah keeps sucking, hips twitching. her pu$$y’s soaking—serious.
I slide two fingers in, pressing the walls, exploring.
Squelch! Squelch!
Her pu$$y juice splashes my face.
“This wet from my c0ck’s scent?”
“Slurp… suck! Smack!”
Noah’s relentless, l!cking and sucking like they’d cry if I pulled away.
I knew my c0ck’s musky, but Noah’s obsession is wild—fun as hell. And hot.
“Slurp, smack, suck…~”
I didn’t say I was close, but Noah senses it, lips tightening, teasing my c0ck.
“Spill a drop, and no more, Noah.”
Noah shoves my c0ck down her thr0at, lips sealed.
I suck her pu$$y and release hard.
“Gulp… glug…!”
Noah swallows my thick load, focused on not spilling.
I thrust into her thr0at, riding the eruption’s high.
“Gulp… slurp… hng…~”
Noah takes my rough c0ck-thrusting without complaint, swallowing all my thick load. Clinging tight, sucking my shaft like she’s begging for more, even though it’s barely going down.
If I don’t stop her, Noah might suck my c0ck all night. I pull back, seeing her drenched pu$$y—can’t wait to dive in.
As I climb onto Noah’s b0dy, she spread her legs, wrapping around me.
I shove my c0ck deep into her pu$$y.
“Ngh…!”
It slides in easier than before.
No mistake—Noah’s pu$$y grips my c0ck like it won’t let go.
I sigh, forgetting to move.
“Decal, sir, like my b*tch pu$$y?” Noah smirks, feeling proud.
I knead her b00bs, rocking my h!ps.
“Don’t get c0cky. Act like a b*tch.”
“Ah, ngh, sorry! Sorry for being a cheeky pu$$y~”
I thrust hard, not gentle, but her soaked pu$$y takes it smoothly.
“Ngh, hnn…! Your musky scent’s filling my head, Master.”
“Can I release inside again? It feels good.”
“Yes, fill my b*tch pu$$y. Don’t worry about anything. I’ll handle any baby~”
“Good.”
I grip Noah’s b0dy, thrusting like a beast, using her pu$$y for pure pleasure.
Noah locks her legs around my wa!st, pressing close.
Wet squelches fill the air.
“Ngh~ Ohh~”
“This naughty pu$$y, making me want it twice a day.”
“Ngh, sorry~ Sorry for being a pu$$y you can’t forget~”
Blaming me, huh?
I pound her pu$$y relentlessly.
Noah buries her face in my sweaty b0dy, sniffing like it’s a drug, t0ngue out, climaxing.
“Ahh, this is dangerous~ Nghh~”
I hug Noah tight, thrusting wildly, scraping her walls deep.
“Hng! Hng! Hah~”
“Love my scent that much, you pervert?”
“Ngh, yes! Pound my pervert pu$$y~ Fill my womb with your muskiest spunk~”
Her pu$$y squeezes my c0ck, begging for my load.
I slam into Noah’s slick pu$$y, k!ssing them.
“Slurp, smack, suck.”
Noah’s k!sses are hungry, chasing my scent.
T0ngues tangle as I bury my c0ck deep.
“Ah, hah, ngh~”
I release inside Noah’s pu$$y.
How many times today?
Noah milks my c0ck, not wasting a drop, her craving mirrored in her pu$$y.
“Ngh, hah…!”
Noah trembles with pleasure, twitching. She wiggles her rear, trying to guide my c0ck back in.
“Slow down, Noah.”
I hold her gently, lying on the bed.
“Decal, sir~”
“We’ve got time. Let’s go slow.”
“Yes…”
Want some sticky, tangled s9x?
Noah’s the best for it.
We enjoy s9x all night in the castle owner’s room.
Next day, I wake up late, well past morning.