"Hurry up, Motegi-chan… I need you inside me now..."
Yomogi, completely naked, is lying on his bed and parts her legs in an M-shape while her fingers slide down to part herself for him. Her pussy, wet and quivering, shows how badly the aphrodisiac and the full moon have taken a toll on her.
Motegi kneels on the bed. For a moment, his virgin self still makes him nervous. But then, he swallows hard and calms his shaky hands, shoves his tracksuit bottom down, and frees his cock from its confine.
"Kyaa!"
The sight of his erect manhood makes Yomogi's breath hitch.
"It's... it's so big... I've never seen anything like it before..."
Ever since Motegi had come to Acrusse, his manhood had also gained a significant upgrade, just as his muscles had, and what now stood was a 25-centimeters-long of meaty, veiny rod with a 16-centimeters-thickness. In Acrusse, the average erect size of a human was 11 centimeters, the same size as what men on Earth had, including Motegi back then. Only beastmen was a slightly larger at 13 centimeters.
And Yomogi's shock instantly melts, replaced again with a mixture of nervousness, curiousity, and hunger in her eyes as she imagines what kind of sensations it would bring when it sinks inside her.
"Please, Motegi-chan… put it in… I want to feel it inside me… I can't wait anymore…"
**********
I can't resist her invitation anymore, so I bring my cock closer to her.
"Yomogi-san, are you sure about this?"
"Yes, please…"
She nods, and that's enough for me. And for precautions. I've silently activated my [Infertile] skill inside my mind.
"Excuse me then…"
I guide the thick head to her entrance, pushing it slowly inch by inch until my length is fully swallowed and buried to the hilt.
"Ahhh…!"
"Shit... So this… this is what a pussy feels like…"
She cries out loudly, and I spill out those words like an idiot. After 21 years of living, there is someone who takes my first time, and how lucky I am to find out that the person is a beautiful, strong, and sexy woman like Yomogi.
And I don't have any words for her pussy either. The heat around my shaft pulses, and the countless folds inside her vagina are squeezing me in every direction, so wet and clingy at the same time. Even a virgin like me knows if I even try to move now, I would lose it instantly.
But no, I don't want to stop here. I already took an action, I have to continue what I'm doing, I want to feel more of here. So with that, I decide to move my hips.
"Argh! I can't! Yomogi-san!"
It's only slow movements, but it's unbearable. And just as I expected, it only takes 30 seconds for me to reach my climax.
"Yomogi-san!"
"Aaahhhhhhhnnnn...!!"
I shot out a huge amount of thick semen deep into her pussy, filling her inside with such force. And at the same time, she cries out louder than before, and her eyes open wide, looking shocked as her body trembles violently in sync with my pulsing cock.
Then, she loses all her strength, panting heavily.
But, strangely, I don't feel that way. In fact, I feel like recharged. I used to think that the idea of a virgin being unstoppable in their first sex was a bit exaggerated, but it seems like I'm experiencing it myself.
"I'm sorry, Yomogi-san…"
"Huh?"
With my cock still nestling inside her, I thrust forward again without warning.
"W‑Wait, Motegi‑chan... hiiihhh...!"
My ears are deaf now, and my hips just move on their own. I don't even care about her screams anymore.
"Ahhhn...so full...! My stomach… it's being gouged...!"
I stare down at her bouncing breasts, still looking heavy and leaking milk. Without a word, I dive my head and latch onto her nipple, swirling my tongue and extracting the warm, sweet, and creamy goodness with my mouth that leaves her crying out again.
"Y-You're… drinking me again like a baby…! Hahh… aahhhnn…!"
At that moment I suckle her breast milk, I can feel her pussy clamping down even harder around my cock.
"You're amazing, Yomogi-san! Your milk is so good… and your pussy's not letting me go…"
"Nnnnnhh…! No more… no more… I'm going crazy, Motegi-chan…!"
I pull back from her nipple with a string of milk clinging to my lips and slam my hips harder. I grip her waist and pound her faster, her moans turning into desperate sobs of pleasure.
"Aaahhhnnn!! S-So deep… you're hitting my womb… Motegi-chan… I-I can't...!"
"Wait… just a bit more…!"
Our bodies continue to slap together with each thrust. And all of a sudden, she wraps my waist with her waist and pulls me deeper like she's trying to make me cum quickly.
"Haahhh… something's coming again...!! Ahhh... Motegi‑chaaaaannnn...!!"
"Me too! I'm gonna cum! Argh!"
I bury myself to the hilt one last time, and my cock pulses violently inside her as I climax again, shooting thick, hot ropes of cum inside her. At the same time, I can see her spectacular climax right in front of me - back arching, eyes rolling, pussy clenching around my shaft with so much release of love juices, and breasts spurting more milk from both nipples like fountains.
She trembles beneath me, panting hard as I collapse against her chest with my cock still buried inside, sweat sticking and clinging to our skin.
But still, it's not enough. My mind is clouded with lust and doesn't seem like it will fade as long as I see her.
"Haahh… Yomogi-san… I'm not yet done yet..."
"N‑No… I… I need a break... Aaaahhhhhn...!"
But before she can finish, I draw back and drive into her again.
"Like I said before... I'll be by your side... And I won't stop until you come undone…"
"Aahhhhnnnn...!! You're going to break meee… ahhhhnnn...!!"
Yes, the only way to handle a wolf in heat is to keep fucking her senseless and send her into oblivion.
Aphrodisiac and full moon, thank you for the chance you give me here!
30 MINUTES LATER
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Motegi-chan hasn't stopped.
No, he won't stop.
No matter how many times I came, no matter how many loads of thick, boiling heat he's poured inside me, he just keeps moving, rutting into me like a man possessed.
"Hahhnn...! Aaahh...! M-Motegi-chan...!"
My cries echo endlessly, wringing out of my throat again and again with every relentless thrust. I've lost count of how many times he has made me cum already or how many times he has gushed inside me. All I know is that my womb is heavy, overflowing.
Every climax I hit floods me with more, his cock claiming me, and before I can even ride the aftershocks, he flips me.
"Kyaaahh...!"
I gasp as he pulls me onto all fours, and he suddenly slams his cock straight back into me from behind, burying himself to the hilt. He growls with such raw hunger, and I don't even have time to moan a reply.
"Yomogi-san... your ass is fucking beautiful…"
"Ahhhhnn...! Hahh...! Aaah...! Nnngghhh...!"
Yet he's not done with it. His hands reach forward and seize my breasts, squeezing them roughly, fingers sinking into the soft weight like he owns them.
"These tits… fuck, I love your tits… So damn big, so soft. Look at them, spraying all over the sheets again…!"
"Aaaahhhh...! M-My milk... you're squeezing them too hard...!"
But I can't complain. I can't resist it.
Every time he praises me like that, every time he talks about my body with that thick, honest admiration, I melt. If it weren't for the aphrodisiac... if it weren't for the full moon... I'd have passed out long ago. My body wouldn't be able to take this. But right now, this isn't just madness, it's a pure delirium.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Yomogi-san… This pussy of yours, so tight, so juicy... I can't stop moving. I don't want to ever stop fucking you..."
"Aahhh…! Aaahhnn....!! T-Thank you… Motegi-chan...! Thank you…!"
His words destroy me, sending heat blooming through my body like fire. I can't resist him. Not when he holds me like this. Not when he wants me this much. Not when every word he spills is so full of longing, as if my body were his only salvation.
And yet… why do I feel this guilt twisting inside?
Why does that person appear in my mind now?
Why now, of all moments, when I'm being fucked harder than I've ever been before, when I'm being taken again and again, when I'm experiencing such delightful feeling as climax, do I have to see his face smiling at me?
Then, all those memories flood my mind.
We used to sit, holding hands around a tiny fire and resting our heads on each other. We went adventuring together, pushing through the ranks and trying to keep up with one another. We went through nights in the wilderness, through bloody quests, and through tears and silence.
We'd created something. A cute, little fluffy world that always brought us happiness with such innocent laughs, and antic behaviors.
Was it because I'd gone too long without a real touch, a real embrace, without feeling chosen?
Was this why it feels so good to be taken like this?
But then… why do I feel like I'm betraying him?
"Yomogi-san… I'm close again... Fuck, you're so tight now I can't hold it…"
"Please… please do it inside again… I want it! I want to feel you... aaahhnn...!!"
His words bring me back, slamming me out of my spiraling guilt and back into the here and now. I just moan louder, caught in another thrust that suddenly hits so deep inside me. His hips slap harder as his pace quickens. My breasts bounce under his grip, milk squirting out as he kneads them viciously, sending streams dripping down my belly and onto the soaked sheets.
Maybe getting caught by a roper was a risk of adventuring, but I chose to do it, to keep going for them even when I knew the dangers.
And he was there. Motegi-chan was there.
He helped me. Held me. Took care of me.
And now, he's healing me with every single thrust.
Maybe... he's what I need now.
Maybe it's time to stop chasing something I lost long ago. Maybe it's time to stop being haunted.
Maybe this is my chance to move on.
Maybe Motegi-chan is the one who'll never stop warming me, praising me, and letting me know I'm beautiful even when I feel I'm not.
The one who'll stitch the wounds I never dared to touch.
The one who'll let me bloom again.
I've made up my mind and whisper in my heart, tears welling up.
"I'm sorry, my love… Sorry, my little world... Goodbye…"
And then, everything shatters.
"Yomogi-san… fuck...!"
He groans behind me, his cock pulsing violently, and again I feel his hot, thick load erupting into me once more, gushing straight into my womb.
My climax rips through me like a tidal wave, pleasure exploding out from my core, and I don't even scream anymore.
I'm howling.
Like a true wolf in ecstasy, long and primal.
"Aaaaaoooooouuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnn...!!"
I love you, Motegi-chan.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
And I want to be yours… now and forever.
**********
As I release inside her again, I watch her back arch in a perfect bow, her head thrown back as a wild, unrestrained howl tears from her throat.
Her pussy clenches violently as her love juices spray out with force, and I feel them coating my shaft and mixing with the sheer volume of cum that I pour inside. And I can see her breasts explode again with milk, shooting streams down across the sheets as she trembles.
"Haahh... Yomogi-san..."
And just like that, I slowly pull out, our combined fluids still sticking onto my cock as I topple to the side and collapse beside her. She slumps forward all at once and collapses chest-first onto the soaked bed.
And when I turn to her face, I can see her tongue lolls out of her parted lips, her eyes are unfocused, and her cheeks are flushed as she's barely still conscious.
Yeah, I think that last climax was ruining her to the point of bliss.
But just as I'm amazed by the sight of her lewd expression, I remember I still have that [Aftercare] skill, and I haven't tried it yet.
I silently activate it, and in an instant, everything is wiped out. There is no trace of milk on her breasts nor her skin, the leftover semen and pussy juices are removed from both my cock and her pussy, our sweating bodies become fresh, and of course, the soaked sheets have returned dry.
Then, I turn my head to her again, still too tired to speak any louder.
"Yomogi-san... Do you... feel better now…?"
"Mmmn… so full… I can't move anymore… but yes… I feel better... thank you, Motegi-chan..."
There it is again. That honorific.
"Good… You were… incredible, really…"
"Hnnhh… mou… you naughty little thing…"
I look at her closely, watching her eyes slowly blink. She is indeed beautiful with that short, cropped orange hair that spills across the pillow, and her fluffy orange wolf ears and tail also look cute at the same time. But it's her voice and her aura that are undeniably irresistible, so powerful that they can soothe all your problems.
"Are you... married?"
When I ask that, her eyes flutter open a bit more, and she giggles softly, sultry in a sleepy way.
"Who knows… Maybe…"
That's not how you answer a question. So vague and playful, and somehow, I can't even bring myself to make her clarify it as I ask another question instead.
"Then, why do you call me '-chan'?"
Then suddenly, she rolls slowly onto her side, facing me. Her arms slip around my head, pulling me close, and gently press my face into her breasts. Her fingers begin stroking through my hair, warm and slow, and she whispers into my ear.
"Because… you're so cute…"
That doesn't help either.
It only makes things more confusing.
And again, I don't want to ask her anymore. Maybe someday I'll get my answers and learn the story behind her eyes or that strong yet gentle smile.
For now, I let her hand resting on my head and her fingers combing gently through my hair.
"Good night… Motegi-chan. I won't let you go... ever."
Those last words, softly and sincerely, spill out from her lips, and just like that, I finally close my eyes and settle into her warm, motherly embrace.