Free Web NovelChapter 343: This Isn’t Good
Even though it was a dream meant for mental rest, I never wanted to wake up from the dreams Shaitan made.
"Even if you meet as humans in the dream, you’ll forget once you’re back in reality. Or it’ll get distorted into Master being an orc when you shared this pleasure in the dream."
Unfortunately, only Shaitan and I would get to keep the things we did human to human. Lunia came out of the shower and handled the hair dryer with surprisingly skilled hands.
"Really? That’s such a shame. This place was really convenient. Hey, this isn’t your past life or something, is it? Heh."
"...Where in the world would there be someone who remembers their past life? Right, Shaitan?"
"Of course. And there’s no Succubus who could recreate that past life like this."
Shaitan and I roughly got our stories straight. Once I woke up, Lunia would forget everything anyway, but bringing up past lives and the like would only stir up trouble.
"So Lunia, how was it doing missionary?"
"It’s good in its own way... but too embarrassing."
"What is, exactly?"
"Showing you my face when I come."
"...And it’s not embarrassing showing it to others?"
"Other people look at me with envy or like they want me too, but they don’t look at me like ’this is my woman and I’m the one fucking her.’"
"..."
Lunia’s honest assessment made me realize why she hated missionary, or more precisely, why she hated positions where we faced each other.
"Are you actually saying you love it so much that just my gaze drives you wild?"
"...Then close your eyes when you do it."
"So when I look at you with lust like you’re mine, you love it so much that you go crazy on your own, huh?"
"Shut up. If you get it, just let me do it from behind like I want."
Lunia even got annoyed insisting on doggy style. If she wasn’t against missionary itself but just embarrassed by it, I decided to be considerate of her feelings.
"Fine, but let’s compromise. How about this position?"
I lifted one of Shaitan’s legs high while she lay on the bed. With her lower body turned to the side, Shaitan covered her face with her hands, and I slowly pushed my cock into her horizontally positioned pussy.
"When face-to-face fights with from-behind, you find a middle ground. Sideways."
I could fully see at least one of her bouncing breasts, and Lunia could cover her face with her hand or bury it in the pillow.
"...Wait a sec."
The moment Lunia finished drying her hair, she came right back to bed. She’d said she’d take a quick wash while Shaitan and I were finishing up, and now she was back.
"L, like this, right?"
"...Hngh."
Lunia pressed her chest tight against Shaitan’s and embraced her in the same position. Chest met chest, and the two women held their breath while wrapping their arms around each other.
’Come to think of it, these two have a pretty strong yuri vibe.’
They were different from those who joined a threesome just for my sexual stimulation.
’Lunia had nighttime partners among the elves, and Shaitan learned with other Succubi, so I guess it’s natural?’ freewёbnoνel.com
Lune and Eila might get fucked by me at the same time but they don’t actively kiss each other, while Lunia and Shaitan would actively engage with the other woman in bed even while I was inside them.
’Either way, hot as hell.’
The women I had spread their legs for me looking at each other half-lidded was pretty ironic. Then, as if they’d communicated something, Lunia tried to press her lower body snugly against Shaitan’s.
"What a sight."
With their lower abdomens pressed together, the two lifted their legs as if blocking my view. Thanks to that, I couldn’t tell who they were looking at or where their gazes were directed.
"Well now... heh."
I straddled their thighs. I gripped both lifted legs firmly with both hands so their bodies wouldn’t shake.
"With this position, I can do this too."
I abruptly pulled my cock out from inside Shaitan. Then I twisted my lower body slightly and thrust into the one beside her.
"Ngh?!"
The shampoo scent of a woman fresh out of the shower started spreading everywhere. Her vaginal muscles, wider than Shaitan’s but squeezing much more strongly, refused to lose strength no matter how I thrust.
"In here... and out. Heh heh."
After a fitting five or six thrusts, I immediately pulled my cock out and thrust into the other one again.
"Hngh!"
Shaitan made a sound of biting her lip. The relatively narrower pussy clamped onto my cock that had left and returned, dragging it deeper inside.
"Ah, so this is what having two households is like."
Both were human now, but their pussies were different.
If Shaitan was a puppy pitifully tugging at her returning master, begging him to look only at her, then Lunia was like a cat who’d snap "where have you been before coming home" but melt when held roughly.
’Either way, both are mine.’
Left, right, left, right. Shaitan might have come first, but I tried to keep the number of thrusts equal between left and right.
Slurp, slurrrp.
I heard the sound of tongues mixing somewhere. The thought of seeing my two women lovingly kissing each other again crossed my mind, but considering Lunia who was deliberately blocking my view with her legs and Shaitan who was respecting that, I focused on thrusting.
’Ah, it’s coming soon.’
The balls hanging over Shaitan and Lunia’s thighs started trembling at the same time. With two scabbards but only one blade to sheath, I had to choose between them.
Haa, haa.
The two even stopped kissing and let out only heated breaths. They had clearly noticed I was about to come and were eagerly anticipating it.
He’s gonna come for me.
No, he’s gonna come for me.
They didn’t say it aloud, but as the two fought by squeezing my cock with their lower lips, I made an inevitable choice. I could only manage one shot, and giving it all to just one of them would be too cruel.
Middle ground.
I lowered my hand, gripped both their butts, and thrust my cock in. Their firm abdominal muscles wrapped around me like vaginal muscles from both sides, allowing me to come powerfully without any awkwardness.
Spurt, splurt, splurt.
Cum shot powerfully into the space I’d forced open between their lower abdomens. My sticky cum, ejaculated with purely human physicality, fell between them like the parting of the Red Sea.
"Heh..."
I spread their legs apart left and right, like opening a virgin’s legs. Miraculously, not a single drop of cum had fallen on the bed sheets.
"...This is good in its own way."
"What, since you’re not an orc, you don’t want to put human seed inside us?"
Shaitan and Lunia started rubbing their embraced chests together. They moved as if using each other’s breasts to spread the cum that had landed on the underside of their breasts.
"..."
I couldn’t bury my face in their chests. That would mean shoving my own face into my own cum.
"Hoo."
Instead, I buried my glans between their lower abdomens. The two women’s bellies, one bearing the Demon King’s seal and the other the goddess’s stigmata, were firm and soft.
An act only possible because it was a dream.
An act I’d never do in reality.
"When I wake up, I’ll come inside you for real."
I made the promise with brief kisses on each of their calves.
***
Before waking up.
The dream world was a space where I could fuck to my heart’s content, but it was also a space where my limits were clear.
"Damn it, when I’m an orc, three rounds was just breakfast level."
"Can’t be helped since you’re human in the dream."
In the dream. We washed up and came down to the cafe in the hotel lobby for a bit. Shaitan had a hot Americano, Lunia had hot chocolate that supposedly bursts from a dark elf’s chest. Dessert was custard cream cheese cake.
"After we wake up, it’s revenge time. Before we wake up, we need to organize what’s coming up tomorrow."
As a Succubus, Shaitan could freely go between dreams and reality. Fortunately, the news Shaitan brought was the good news that Gremory’s division had successfully fended off the enemy invasion.
"No casualties?"
"Rastujad’s ghoul unit took some damage, but they were originally troll corpses from Allocen’s dungeon resurrected for use, so it’s ambiguous."
"No casualties from our legion then. So enemy damage?"
"We captured one cavalryman who was unhorsed inside the dungeon. Since the cookie elves joined the front lines, we’ve split Allocen’s dungeon in half and are at a standoff."
"Hmph."
Not great, but a front line had formed. Allocen’s dungeon was now faithfully serving as the battlefield against House Sagittarius, but I was still worried.
"Gremory will handle it well. No additional reinforcements requested?"
"No reinforcements, Master, but..."
Shaitan reported on how Gremory had used the resurrected jokamels.
"Hmm... So she fought like that."
The Allocen Dungeon Seizure Battle. The fight clearly showed Gremory’s tactic of setting subordinates as shield bearers and firing powerful magic, but in the process, the jokamels were used as walls to block enemy charges and were swept up together by the magic.
Friendly fire. From the commander, no less.
’This isn’t good.’
No matter that Gremory only used jokamels as sacrificial pawns, there was a chance other subordinates might think Gremory could potentially sacrifice them too.
"What should we do? Should we ask Gremory to change tactics?"
"No, we can’t force her to change effective tactics. Instead, send Gremory a message. Using them as a wall is fine... but use a different monster."
"What kind of monster would be good?"
"In Allocen’s dungeon, she can use Magic Stone Summoning to summon Stone Golems and build a monster wall, right? They’re not living creatures so there’s less guilt, and even if they break, we can use them elsewhere."
"The jokamels Gremory uses are 2-star. The Stone Golems you use as walls are 3-star, right? You said anything below that has too low defense."
"Right. We use 3-star Stone Golems as shield bearers."
For sacrificial pawns, they were high-cost monsters that consumed massive amounts of mid-grade magic stones, but they had the merit of letting us reuse the fragments even when they broke from enemy attacks or burst from Gremory’s magic.
"When you deliver the message, please ask Gremory this. We need to maintain the Sagittarius front until our operation is complete, so if she gets tired, please tell Shaitan."
She might be a master of defensive warfare, but exhausted is exhausted. Having to keep fighting an open-ended battle naturally builds up stress.
’And I can’t even comfortably go to bed with Gremory.’
If an enemy showed up while we were in bed, we’d have to stop in the middle, or rather, I’d have to carry Gremory off to the battlefield with my dick still inside her.
’And Gremory is also kind of the type who has to do everything herself as the dungeon owner.’
"Then let’s plan the operation. Lunia, you can wake up first."
"No. I’ll watch from the side. Watching you concentrate like that in human form."
Lunia watched me with a beaming smile. Suit yourself. I drew a triangle on paper, mapping out the Barony of Virgo.
"Ras Vegas, Spica Castle, and our dungeon."
The triangle formed by three vertices was almost a right triangle, with Ras Vegas at the right angle.
"If we add the Elven Forest here, we get a quadrilateral."
"A diamond shape."
Spica Castle
Ras Vegas
Elven Forest
Our dungeon.
It was a somewhat irregular quadrilateral, but not too different. Spica Castle, the enemy’s main base, had adventurers increasing by the hour, and our legion’s forces were scattered in all directions.
’Maximum efficiency with minimum forces.’
Use forces efficiently, but make sure no one dies.
"Let’s plan an operation that makes the Holy Knights and the thousand adventurers look like fools."
A bold operation that catches them off guard. For that, I calculated travel distances between Shaitan and key locations and planned an operation.
"...[Encirclement Annihilation Formation]. Will it be possible?"
If it goes well, we could achieve a perfect victory.
"Shaitan, Luna. Let’s create a miracle."
Since this was a fight against humanity following the Ras Vegas Siege, we needed to put our wits together.
"Capture every last one of them, take them prisoner, and rape them."
Any enemy who points a blade at the Legion of Wrath either dies or gets shipped to the breeding farm.
According to the Ras Vegas Treaty, our first thought was always how to devour the enemy.
