Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 577

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:07:47 AM

I'm not sure myself when I slept.

That's the usual thing since I learned to drink, but lately I think I've been too wary of sleeping occidentally.

Because no matter how drunk I am, I don't think if I had Lyla or Maia, I wouldn't be sutten for sleeping sleds. Dragons don't get drunk.

"Hmm..."

But it's true that good liquor doesn't make me sick, and I think I get a lot of chances of drinking pretty good liquor.

I've also heard that if it's crude alcohol, it's because you delude your taste dissatisfaction with unchaste drinking.

Enjoy it with your nose and bliss, taste it with your tongue and bliss, bliss through your throat, bliss immersed in the aftertaste... and the loving liquor at any stage certainly can't be drunk unchaste, can it? What a waste.

... Oh, my God, I slowly open my eyes in retrospect of yesterday's feast.

"Ho. Are you awake?"

"Lyla... you were knee-pillowing me"

"It's a big deal."

"... no, I'm glad this is the case"

There's a woman who keeps her knee pillow on until she wakes up, morning awakening.

Well, normally I'd be paralyzed.

"Ho ho. Wouldn't waking up be superb in the morning at the roundabout of bulge processing..."

"It's not like all porn is a moment of affection... whoa"

Stretch as you talk. And when I woke myself up from Lyla's knee, a cheeky cloak fell off my shoulder. It belongs to Naia.

Where is Naia, if you turn around your neck, in the blue darkness before sunrise, you can see the figure moving like a shadow against the backdrop of a bonfire.

Unseen, what a mysterious landscape, well suited to the expression.

"... what about Naia or Emma?

"Emma's not a color change. Naia said she was concerned about sweat. I wanted to take a bath."

"Uh... I mean, it hasn't been long since I left Polka so much that I still care"

"Bastard. It'll be too late after they think it stinks. I don't know about women's minds."

"... well?

I've also been through some arrogant forcible armies and incarceration before, and I thought I cared so much about the details...

If you go through that all at once, the feeling that you don't care about it anymore is probably what's specific to a "woman's heart doesn't know" guy.

"If it is in front of a man, I want to always be pleased...... isn't it a good trend? If you say something, you're a brave man. If you think of the time when you were just upset that it was your duty."

"Well, yeah"

"In time, I might start waiting without clothes because I will always be adored as a female slave. Ho ho."

"... I hope you think carefully about time and place"

I hope you'll respond to me if I ask you to.

After a while Emma has changed into a new costume.

"Lord, have you woken up? We were ready for bed."

"You're just a little drunk. I'm not tired of anything else during the day, and I wasn't that sleepy."

"Still, why don't you rest on a decent floor. I guess there's no need to rush anymore."

"Well, certainly not in a hurry..."

Mr. Deane gets angry that he overslept there for half a day. No, I didn't let you know I was going today in the first place.

But I also think it's too sweet... and I turn to Lyla beside me for judgment.

Lyla flaunted her shoulders.

"Whatever you want. It is also good to immerse yourself in a feast for another two or three days. I don't care if it's a palace that's poor enough to make it so bad."

"No, that's just right. I won't be immersed in it for days, though, will I?

"This one is always..."

"Sure, the liquor and the food were good, but it's not a doctrine to keep going until you get tired of it. See you in a minute, when I miss you."

"Ha."

Half of it is an excuse from heartache. It's not like I've ever had a chance to put up such a doctrinal claim before.

But Emma didn't seem to question it, especially not eat it down.

"But the bunk... I think I'll borrow it for a while"

My body aches a little because I was sleeping in a stiff bench. If you're in the march, you have no choice. It's a pain to give up, but while everyone and he are tolerant, there's something hard to resist about the temptation to sleep twice on a decent bunk.

"This way."

Emma happily stands first and walks out.

"What about Lyla?

"Ho. I thought I'd let you drink like this. Just don't interrupt the bed."

"Oh well."

... what a strange rhetoric, but I can't beat the temptation to be able to sleep twice on a good bed, and follow Emma even though she's a little flirty. I thought I lost my liquor temper beautifully, but you still seem to have a little left.

He is guided to a stone house and directed to a large bed in the room behind it.

"It's a bed with a good spring. I don't use much of the village stuff..."

"Why?"

In other words, a bed with a spring is something even the King's Capital has that's rich.

Mostly they either mislead the hard basement with a mat or they use a bed with a mesh on the wood formation.

I didn't know why I bothered avoiding such a fine product.

"Dragons don't sleep much in the first place. Even if you sleep, if you're not sick, you don't need an extraordinary bunk. You can sleep while standing or flying."

"Hmm... maybe that's true... then why do you have these things available"

"... not all people visit. Besides,... if people of the opposite sex sign contracts with each other, they sometimes need these floors..."

Uh. Like... I mean, is this a sex room?

"... maybe you used a liner here, too?

It's awkward to be a little aware of that, my God.

No, it would be a luxury.

But Emma shakes her head.

"As far as I know, I don't think so. No one has ever seen or heard Shario and his liners meet in the village."

"... I wonder if he was fucking outside"

Well, I just know how the liner feels. It's a village surrounded by ultrhearing dragons, and everyone and he have a hard time having sex or something to listen to.

... so I noticed it thinly around here. The meaning of Lila's reluctance earlier.

Did you also have some idea of the circumstances of this room in Hell's ear?

I mean, Emma... she doesn't want me to sleep twice.

"... Bye, Emma"

"Ha..."

"Me and Emma are heterosexual, and we're going to have a contract.... you know what you're going to do on these bunks and you explained it all to me, didn't you?

"... eh"

Emma gets a little naggy and turns bright red.

Initial.

I'm totally sleepy and drunk... No, I'm feeling so subtly addicted that technically I probably haven't woken up somewhat drunk.

Anyway, I treat Emma with a little sadist in it.

"You're just not young enough not to know what you're going to do, are you?

"... also, of course..."

"I was hoping to get me in here."

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"On the contrary, since I came to this palace, you've imagined they'd be pornographic, haven't you?

"That, is..."

"No? You wouldn't lie to me today yesterday about following me, would you?

"... Ugh... you know..."

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"... imagined, did,"

"Slut"

"Eh...!

Emma tears up a little to the words she throws at her to let go.

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As soon as I get jerked off, I'm gonna be a troll. And the female slaves. That's cute, but Emma, who's still got Goto working tight, thinks she's a little seriously despised by me.

"You heard I had drooling sex with the female slaves every day, and you knew you'd be drooling yourself... and you still pulled me here hoping, didn't you? Take off those fine clothes and show them your true nature."

"Ugh... Ah, Lord..."

"Get on that bunk, open your crotch... here's what I'm gonna say." I couldn't wait to have sex sooner, please block my penis with my dick. "

"Hih..."

"Can't you tell me? Well, that's fine. You can leave. I just go to sleep."

"Do... yes, fine, I'll tell you...!

Emma took off the clothes she was wearing as she dyed her cheeks bright red with shame, lying in bed... slowly, slowly opening her legs as she stretched her still immature yet slender, charming stuffed limbs...

"Will they tell me to open my crotch? Ha ha."

"Ew!!

Instead of standing or holding your legs and spreading them, Emma just opens her legs directly to the side.

Well, with no sex experience, I can't help but take it when I just open it like I said.

But Emma, who made my laughter solicit more shame, squeezes it out with a voice that is no longer going to cry all over its limits.

"Wow... I want to have sex sooner... I can't wait... I can't wait..."

"Yes, no. It's a reword, Emma."

"Huh... Ha, ha..."

Stretched all over her body, Emma even trembling, opens her mouth again.

"I... quickly, seh... x, I wanted to, I couldn't wait to..."

I suddenly hit and covered Emma, breathing greedy and trying to keep her words coming.

"... I'm gonna stick with it because it stinks. I'm disappointed you can't even do this."

"Hih, no... hey... oh, lord...!

Emma finally cried out.

"Oh no... Lord, oh no...! Shit, ah......!!

I just overdid it. I thought it would be okay to be a little more jerky because it's a dragon, but the flesh wasn't so transcendent, even tough, mentally.

I try to wake myself up from above Emma in a hurry.

And Emma stopped it desperately clinging.

"Ya... I'll hang in there... good luck, meet expectations, meet... don't abandon me, eh...!!

"... eh, Emma, hey... well, he said he was too well, sorry, hey, calm down!

"Uh-huh, uh-huh... Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

Emma couldn't stop crying in shock for a while.

After a while Emma finally settled down.

"Oh, my God... what a terrible thing to do..."

"No, I'm in good shape... oh, this is it as soon as I get sober, so watch out for Emma, too, huh? I'm pretty susceptible to losing my mind over booze."

"No... well, I'm sorry I couldn't do what I was told... I didn't make it that hard... and this doesn't satisfy the Lord"

"No, I'm really sorry. I feel cute if I'm a jerk..."

"... or is it cute..."

"I'm sorry. Some of the female slaves are jerk-like guys like these jerks. It was meant to suit a guy like that, but it seemed like I had that ingredient in me, too, and sometimes I would run wild."

"... well, I get it... well, I'm just a little surprised"

You were crying all you wanted.

Though, I can't help but notice Emma staring back at me seriously while holding herself naked.

"Well... I, I don't really have the experience of being disappointed or disparaged by others... and I'm kind of shocked that I'm surprised even myself... sorry, if I calm down a bit... I, what an unusual"

"... yeah. Sorry."

My brother must have spoiled me, this kid.

"This, from now on, is your property... so I will overcome that as well. So..."

"He said I didn't have to feel that way.... I'm sorry. Let's do it little by little."

"... Lord"

I hug and kiss Emma, and then I lay my skin on each other, stroking and falling asleep.

That's all for today. I'll see you next time.

So, when I woke up at noon, my eyes at the palace seemed a little different.

"The.... Mr. Smythson. I heard the whole thing. Not even to me."

"... well"

Naia gives me a look.

"Often, all of a sudden you try to do something so intense..."

"It was insane..."

"Well, there's a problem with me that I couldn't accept."

Emma follows me in a hurry, but I think it's useless to just say that because we all know they're listening already.

"Ho ho. That's one of the ways dragons do it."

Only Lyla had subtle air and other breezes where to blow.

"A tube that can often follow a dragon. This may also be a condition for a great rider"

The elder looked far away.

You know, I'm saying the most, but I'm actually just saying that at the end of the day, and I'm not really thinking about it...?

I kinda remembered Grandpa Harry from Polka.

(cont 'd)

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