As A Result of Trying To Live An Erotic Slow-Life, I Have Become The Underground Ruler of This Upside-Down Otherworld - Chapter 41: Milady: Flirt Mode, Level 1

Chapter 40: Young Lady, Cock-Pleasing Level 1

“Ha, ah…”

Ririeru’s heated breath mingles with the air in the room.

Arius’s thoughts grind to a halt at the sudden strip show.

Unable to stand from the chair he’s seated in, he can only stare at the soft skin peeking out from Ririeru’s opened clothes.

“P-please, stay…”

Ririeru’s heart is filled with pure relief.

She was genuinely worried he might bolt from the room like a startled rabbit.

She’s never had the experience of baring her true, untransformed self to anyone like this.

“R-Ririeru-san?”

“All I can offer you, my dear, is my feelings.”

The self that Arius said she should take pride in.

She still doesn’t believe she has enough worth to be proud of, so, as Arius said, she has no choice but to have him accept her as she is, to let him take her in.

Is this love? Is it affection?

She doesn’t know. But her heart aches for Arius uncontrollably.

She’s a loser.

She can’t possibly demand he become hers now.

She thought she’d give up cleanly when she lost, even doubted her feelings leading up to this moment, but no matter what, she can’t let go.

“…Gulp.”

Slowly, ever so slowly, the cloth covering her body falls to the floor, revealing Ririeru’s form.

Arius’s mind swirls with questions about how it came to this.

There’s the rational part telling him he has to stop her.

But…

“It’s beautiful.”

“My dear…♡.”

Ririeru’s white skin flushes scarlet at Arius’s words.

A lascivious atmosphere hangs in the air. In truth, Ririeru can’t hide her mounting carnal excitement, mixed with shame.

But Arius’s thoughts aren’t swept away by that sweet ambiance.

It’s as if she’s a work of art.

Utterly, irresistibly beautiful. Even by Arius’s standards, Ririeru possesses a top-tier appearance.

As each layer of clothing falls away, her beauty takes on a divine sanctity, like an untouchable statue of a goddess.

“I want to be by your side, my dear.”

It’s the stride of a deity.

The goddess of beauty takes a step toward Arius.

After pressing her lips together firmly, Ririeru moves her arms and hands that were covering her chest and groin, baring everything to Arius.

The shape of her breasts, the curve from her waist to her hips, the line of her body flowing to her buttocks.

Arius has no knowledge of art, but even so, he’s certain this body stands at the pinnacle of beauty.

If it’s Towa, she offers her past self as a woman.

If it’s Mia, she offers ultimate devotion.

If it’s Serika, she offers supreme pleasure.

Even recalling his past life, Arius can’t remember ever encountering a naked body he found this beautiful.

“Ha, ah… my dear…♡ fufu, are you drawn to my breasts?”

Ririeru finally reaches Arius’s side.

It’s not that he’s particularly fixated on her chest—it’s just that Arius is seated, Ririeru is standing, and right at eye level are her palm-sized breasts and the pink tips trembling with either shame or pleasure.

“N…♡.”

“N, wha…?”

Ririeru pinches the protruding tips with her fingers.

“Look at me… ah, fu…♡ These n-nipples, I want you to take them, my dear, I want you to have them…♡.”

Ririeru begins to knead them kurikuri.

Her breaths now carry a heavy hue of lust. Naturally—she’s fantasized about this countless times, imagining Arius doing this to her.

Please, do this to me.

Ririeru isn’t aware.

To a third party, she’d look like nothing more than a lowly woman begging for Arius’s favor.

“N, fha♡ My dear…♡.”

It’s masturbation, for now.

To show how many nights she’s endured like this, to convey how much she’s been thinking of Arius.

She’s simply, utterly, pleasing him.

From her heart, she wants him, wants him to make her his.

“A, u.”

Arius, receiving such emotions, is in a state of utter confusion.

He’s not keeping up with the situation, of course, but more than that, the thing he felt was divine just moments ago has suddenly fallen.

His mind and senses can’t handle the gap. Yet…

“A, haa♡.”

His body reacts firmly.

The crotch of Arius’s pants is bulging, practically bursting.

His body alone correctly recognizes the situation. The female before him is a lowly one, pleading for his seed.

“My dear…♡ So grand, such a splendid cock…♡.”

At that moment, Ririeru’s rationality melts away.

Her final worry—whether he’d desire her body—is gone.

With that concern erased, Ririeru dives into her clumsy appeal.

“N, aa♡ So hot, it’s so hot…♡ Nn♡ My head, it’s going crazy…♡.”

But she never touches Arius.

She’s imposed an absolute rule on herself in this moment: she must not touch him.

“A, a, my dear♡ My dear…♡.”

Her tongue sticks out, her hips unconsciously bucking heko heko in the air.

Before she realizes, she’s even bowlegged to show herself better.

The once purely beautiful existence now looks like nothing but a fallen angel coated in carnal desire.

“Nchuu♡ Nn♡ Jubu♡ Chururu♡ Zuzu♡.”

One finger, previously teasing her chest, is now in her mouth.

The other furiously pleasures her crotch, sending splashes flying.

“Nhyu♡ I-I’m, I’m gonna cum…♡ My dear, my d-dear…♡.”

Pushaa, a small sound rings out. Her knees tremble, her body arches back.

But she doesn’t collapse—Ririeru stands before Arius, reaching climax to show him.

“A, fu, a… n♡ Na♡ Nnn♡.”

And the masturbation show begins again.

It won’t stop—at least, Ririeru won’t stop until her limits are reached. In her heart, she wants him to keep watching, even if she passes out.

This is all she has left.

To make him understand how much she wants him.

“Na♡ Jubu, juru♡ Nchuu♡.”

She pleads with her eyes, her body, her lasciviousness.

Pleading, pleading, endlessly.

“Ngu♡ Aa♡ My dear, my dear♡ Are you w-watching? I’m, I’m already…♡ already…♡.”

At some point, Ririeru is leaning over, peering at Arius.

Her knees shake gaku gaku, and she has to grip the backrest of his chair to stay upright.

“Aaa♡ I love you, I love you…♡ I’m in l-love…♡ Even if you don’t accept it, these feelings, they’re love…♡.”

And she says it.

In a corner of her lust-drenched thoughts, only Arius’s words about pride remain.

“E-even if I’m not u-understood…♡ I don’t c-care…♡ I, I…♡ I’m a t-treasure…♡ My dear, my d-dear…♡.”

Even if no one understands, the feelings in her heart are for him.

“T-treasure…♡ I, I…♡ I w-won’t give up—nu!?”

Ririeru, confessing her heart up close, is still so beautiful.

To keep from tainting such beauty further, to claim this beautiful thing, Arius roughly seizes her lips.

“Tch, this, k-kiss—uniii!?”

At the same time, his rigid shaft plunges into her lust-soaked hole.

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“A, ae♡ Ahea♡ A, aua♡ A, aa♡.”

In Arius’s arms, Ririeru’s arms, already clinging to his neck, have no strength left.

Her moans are beastly cries, escaping each time her female hole is thrust into.

The so-called standing carry.

Her buttocks quiver with each long, powerful stroke, and a puddle of mixed love juices and white fluid, spilled from countless releases, pools at Arius’s feet.

“U, aa♡.”

Ririeru has no sense of reality anymore.

The happiness of him touching her, the fulfillment of his seed flooding her womb.

The pain of her deflowering is long gone. There’s only pleasure, pure and singular.

“Ririeru, Ririeru!”

“U, a? A, aha, ahaa♡ My dear…♡ Nchuu♡.”

Arius isn’t calling her consciously, but she responds, leaning in to offer a kiss.

Ririeru’s mind is already a jumbled mess.

It’s filled with every kind of happiness.

She didn’t claim him—she’s the one claimed, made his thing.

And that’s fine.

Now that she knows Arius as a male, claiming this treasure is unthinkable.

Instead, understanding that being allowed to polish it with her body to keep its shine is the height of bliss.

“Au, a… hyu, ahea♡.”

Ririeru’s consciousness could slip away easily now.

No, it’s already faded multiple times. The pleasure is far too vast for a virgin to endure.

But Arius doesn’t stop.

“Ha, ha, ha.”

He’s engrossed in the joy of defiling something beautiful.

The woman he briefly thought was a work of art, a divine being, is in his arms, his to do with as he pleases.

Beyond physical pleasure, a thrilling ecstasy crawls up his spine.

“—”

“Ririeru!!”

“Ae, a♡ My dear? Ae?”

When she stops responding, he calls to rouse her.

“Igyu!? Agu♡ Ugi—♡.”

And cuts her consciousness again.

Over and over.

She pleaded so much, so he’ll give her what she wants—the male, no, the orc blood in Arius whispers.

Her womb can’t hold more seed, so he pries open her cervix gorogoro with his tip, releasing more.

Ririeru has no notable sexual talents.

She’s just beautiful. That’s her greatest weapon, but that’s all.

There’s no reason she can withstand Arius’s full-force mating.

Thus…

“R-Ririeru-sama!!”

“—Huh?”

The sex-drenched room’s air shifts slightly.

Beyond the opened door stands a new female.

“U, a… hee♡.”

Ririeru collapses to the floor dosari.

And the rigid shaft slipping from her hole still stands tall.

“…Uh, I came to, um, retrieve Ririeru-sama?”

“Oh… that so?”

Arius’s lips curve into a crescent grin.

Ririeru, sleeping blissfully on the floor, and his overwhelmingly masculine cock.

“Come over here, then.”

“A, haha… I-I’d kinda hoped, if possible, my first time would be, y’know, romantic?”

To approach while being told to come, what a thing.

Luuri, who appeared, instinctively understands her virginity is about to be taken.

“A-at least be gentle?”

“I’ll make it feel good.”

The hand around her waist declares she won’t escape.

“M-Mommy!”

“What, you offering a mother-daughter bowl or something?”

Realizing communication is completely impossible.

Luuri finally whispers goodbye to her virginity, which she hadn’t exactly cherished.