Half-elves Fall in Love

"Hey Lyla! Is Andy here?

In the morning, Mr. Deane jumped into Lila's mansion.

And me, Lyla and Jeanne, who are tangled up and rolling in bed.

"... ho. Isn't that Deane?"

"Ho, no!... Good. Andy."

Mr. Deiane cuddles me with a truly relieved face in her sleep face.

"You don't have a hand or a leg if a child attacks you right now. I walked at night and worried that I might have been involved in a night burglar."

"Shh, excuse me"

On second thought, he had come out without saying no to Mr. Deane. Was it a bad idea to stay out?

"Mm-hmm. Watch out for the next one"

Pompous, and gently slapped on the back.

and, under that gentle embrace, the feeling of a tongue licking the naked lower body a little.

Mr. Deane looks bitter and leaves me and confirms. Lyla was nodding her face in her groin.

"... this color bokeh dragon"

"Ho? I'm not the one who's having an affair. Huh? I was just comforted because this is where Boy wants a woman in the morning."

Lyla says it's soggy. I have a little headache.

"Lyla, it's not an episode, it's a menstrual phenomenon."

"Don't say wild. Whatever it is, I'll put it in a woman, keep that woman and still don't realize how worthwhile it is for a man?

"I think that's something different, maybe."

If that's what it's worth, the city's just a rape hell.

"By and large, Lila, you must have been a lot of Andy yesterday. It's sloppy."

"No, Mr. Deane, don't talk to me there."

"Shut up. I've been in abstinence for almost two weeks since Becker's idiot arrived. I can't stand it anymore, just give me one more si"

"Oh, hey!?

be pushed down.

When Mr. Deane quickly took off his clothes and spanned me, the front door opened again and someone came in.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Smythson is here..."

It was Aurora.

I come into my bedroom and I'm out of line. A merging scene with a backward sexual odor, a naked toddler, a beautiful woman, Mr. Deane and me.

"... Ki, kiaaaaaaaaa!?

In an instant, Aurora turned bright red, holding her face down and shedding like a raven.

Mr. Deane, who dropped it off, sighed, "Oh, man.

"Let's go on"

"Aren't you going after me!?

"Nothing. One of the things you can imagine when you look at this scene, it's also a misunderstanding."

"Guff."

Sure, but reopening isn't a good idea. Maybe.

Under the blue sky, an example liquor stadium.

In the meantime, fellow travellers, face to face. Breakfast time.

"... not to ask at breakfast"

Kohon, and Aurora cough.

"Shh, wasn't Mr. Smythson's lover Mr. Angelos?

"Chi, no...... no, the"

Angelos turns bright red in an instant and leans. It's ponytail today.

but Aurora looks this way when she sees Angelos lean over.

"The... well, it's subtle there..."

I can't grasp the distance from Angelos. It's not like we're suddenly going to have a relationship that whispers love, or we can go back to our previous relationship.

Even though it was extreme, at least then I wouldn't do Angelos to anyone, and Angelos said something that would accept my favor in Angelos. We're treating each other like we're supposed to.

but regardless of the area in particular, selen hugged my arm from next door.

"Whoever loves me, I'm Mr. Andy's female slave."

"Become"

Aurora that turns bright red. Speaking of which, Aurora didn't know who Selene was and why she was stuck with me until she got here. I don't remember explaining it.

"Wow, I'm... at least going to accompany Andy, huh?

Mr. Deane, who seems a little embarrassed but runs out.

"And I'm going to be kept in the future."

"The Ten Chiefs are amazing men! I can afford about four or five women!

"Hey, wait a minute!

Aurora closed her eyes for a while and silenced herself as she rubbed and untied her temples with her index fingers on both hands.

"... this, Mr. Smythson in this, and if you have a relationship with that...?

Selene, Mr. Deane, Lyla and Jeanne raise their hands pussy. Stunning Aurora.

"... well, what..."

"Me too, um, hey..."

"Ho, get out of the way. Why don't you simply confess? They're all my women, and I want them to get pregnant responsibly."

"... Mi, they're all my women, so stay responsible... uh, looks like that's what happened anyway, huh?

No matter how squeezed my chicken heart is, it only comes out that far.

"Andy, be more shan"

"Well, we're worried, aren't we?

Booing. I'm the one who's getting anxious.

"... so, ladies and gentlemen, I'm convinced... that you're here."

"It's hard to say I'm convinced... but it's Andy."

"You can't help it, Mr. Andy."

"Ho. Boy's from a good man."

"Right."

Aurora holding her head with her elbows on the table as much as she can. Anzeroth with a complex face.

When I think about it, when I say subtle sense of distance, Angelos is never trying to get anywhere near me, and I'm probably already disillusioned with this lame spread of relationships.

A little dented.

"... hey Smythson, that's how you tell me how to hook up with all the beauties, huh?

"And can Secret Service chiefs be hooked with vegetables? I don't mind your face."

"Don't get annoyed when Temei tells you something"

What am I supposed to do?

That means the sooner you think about the future, like my foot sanitization, Apple's treatment, and the return of the army, the better, so Lila says goodbye to everyone in the city of Helicone.

"Wow, Lady Lyla, please don't go"

"We sincerely admire Lady Lyla with us, yes or no, you can take us. Yes!

"That said. This is a good city, too, and it's not sneaky to be lonely. I come to see you now and then, so why don't you wait here in the future?"

"What a thankful word"

"There is no regret in spending our whole lives defending ourselves here with those words alone"

Again, it's the gendarmerie guys who are mainly heating up.

But it doesn't seem like it's just a perverted gendarmerie performance to see the general public or Lizardman's pedestrians come together and spare their goodbyes.

"The protection of dragons is a comforting story. So I don't even take people and eat them. No, by some things, you sacrifice a couple of people, but if you can be Dragon's favorite city, they'll think it's cheap."

That's how Mr. Deane explains it.

Certainly an insecure Celesta, and a helicopter at the border between the desert and the forest territory, it's not strange when you get caught up in the battle with a ghoulish demon, etc. I guess it is the thought of all citizens that they want a strong monarch.

"You don't have to worry. If it's a dragon's wing, even if it's from across the desert, a helicopter or something. No matter where you are, you're not far away."

"Oh, Lady Lyla......!

"That's right. This time it's not goodbye to Master Lyla. It's Lord Lyla's journey."

"Ugh, um, we weren't abandoned, we were ordered to take responsibility for waiting for Lady Lyla's return!

"That's right! Long live Lady Lyla!

"La y la! La y la!

Positive.

"So will you give me time to juggle the goodbye cup? If the sun tilts, but it's about 100 kilometers, we'll be there by night."

"Oh, yeah, fine."

I knew it was booze even when we broke up, Citizen Helicopter. In a way, it could be a great fun city.

I just had a little time, so I bought more tools right now.

I've learned that we know Lyla, so she gives me an omelet and discounts at various stores. A little seco, but I'm not wealthy either, so let me use it now.

"Oh, firestone... this looks good," he said.

Serene and Jeanne rush to support me when my center of gravity falls off the crutch in an attempt to take the product.

"Ha, nice brother, with flowers in both hands, and is that Lila's favorite?"

"Haha. So, is this, like, a fire coming out?

"I'm not putting anything bad down. I'll serve you, too."

"Oh, nice economy. Bought it."

A dust is a cotton that is held with a firestone and ignited with a spark. It helps because it is expendable.

and discover a small bin of nostalgic designs there.

"Oh, this"

"Oh, I came in yesterday. Salt of Blessings with Trot Church Mark"

They seem to have low circulation, but they have arrived so far well. It's for the nostalgic trot table.

I'll make it cheaper.

"Can I get a lid bottle?

"Aye."

Have it wrapped together.

One bottle is for Angelos. I rented it in the desert labyrinth the other day, and I'm taking care of it here. It's a cheap payback, but with the subtle sense of distance right now, it would be nice if there was a tango that could show some sincerity and appreciation.

Grab that bottle and look for Angelos around the inn.

I hope you're happy at all.

and walking a large strand with a pippy crutch, I discovered Angelos in the square that was behind the inn. I don't see it well across the trees, but it looks like I'm practicing my sword.

Check the salt bottle in your hand and try to get close. but in that vision, Angelos suddenly disappeared.

Drop the salt bottle in surprise. I panic to pick it up, and panic even more because there was a metal bump closer than I thought.

When I looked up, Angelos and the Secret Service Hundred were approaching just three meters in front of me. It's a flash, too, and it quickly flies away and disappears.

Above, far, near, in the direction of the day after tomorrow, in front of you.

Angelos and the Secret Service Hundred Overlay Sword Trident as they change places one after the other.

Angelos' eyes, visible one moment at a time, are serious in themselves. It feels like we can still afford a hundred Secret Service chiefs against us. The weapon is also a short sword to match Angelos, and it was a sight to feel the difference in power.

"Ahhhhh!!

Bum, bum, gum, gim, gum, boom, gum!!

The extravagant noise of emptiness and the noise of the meeting ring irregularly all over the place.

The roar of Angelos, too, is far away.

Usually it's Angelos' method of warfare to get ahead with Zung, but this move is a new one I showed you at Lucas. The truth is that Angelos, not wearing heavy armor, had the power to show this much movement.

It can be seen in its magnificence.

Then, the Secret Service chief sends a message, puts it off, and handles Angelos' assault with the lowest possible force.

I knew this guy was strong.

"Ho, ho, ho!

"Ew!?

Secret Service hundred men pay their feet for the gap Angelos swung. Momentum Angelos falls lavishly and scrapes over the lawn with his body.

The Secret Service Hundred soon catches up with that Angelos and steps on the sword that Angelos holds, with a ton of neck and his own sword pattern.

"Look, I win"

"Ugh..."

"I'm here, what?

"... I'm here"

Pepton, Angelos stretches out to the ground in a quail.

"The Ten Angelos are fast fights. Don't make the offense strong and monotonous as soon as possible. What, you still can't keep up with a long manoeuvre?"

"No, that's not..."

"Calm down first. Don't let them confuse you because they started running around. I can always catch up if I can see it.... and use that Slashwind Sword well. I don't know about dragons, but normally no one can walk in the sky. Once you hook it up, you can limit your behavior options to messes for a few seconds. I think it's advantageous to blow them away without asking questions."

"Yes."

Angelos is a swordsman after all, I think.

Though I seemed to regret it at first, I can see it becoming more and more honest, serious and exciting as I listened to the speech by the Secret Service Hundred.

After all, swordsman, there will only be parts of the avant-garde that can make sense to each other. You never showed me that face.

"... why don't you stop calling me Secret Service Chief?

"Yes?"

"You're hard to call. Sieg, Becker, usually read it by name."

"Uh... J, Sieg... Secret Service Hundred"

"That would just be an extra long time!

"Yes. The... Sieg,"

"All right, all right. Can I talk to you about Angelos instead?

"Yeah, yeah, I don't mind that."

…………

Somehow, I'm starting to feel like I'm looking at something I shouldn't.

No, I wouldn't even care if Angelos or the Secret Service Hundred were watching. I'm starting to think it's something I shouldn't see.

"... back, or"

Look at the salt bottle rolled over the grass, and give up taking it.

Keep going, gently leave for the inn.

No, it is.

The Secret Service Hundred is handsomer, stronger and considerably more casual than I am, and I have a lot of fondness for Angelos. I thought I'd lend you my jacket.

I'm me, orgying with Mr. Deane and Selene and Lyla and Jeanne all I want, and Angelos himself can't talk about anything properly.

What would it look like if I saw it from Angelos?

What would you think if I made it Angelos?

... I guess that's when I tried to help Angelos and ended up getting Angelos to protect me, just a dodgy kid.

Is it enough to rise because you've been shown a bit of a carefree bareback?

Instead, what difference does this make to Lucas to hook up a woman like this and still be greedy until Angelos?

"Ugh......"

I was complacent.

Why did you think Angelos and the Secret Service Chief would never stick together?

Why was it so convenient to stick with me after a long relationship?

Angelos is cute, and serious and sober. The Secret Service Hundred is older than Angelos, but the original Fae, anyway, I'll be a little bit too, and soon I'll be old and dead before my long-lived girlfriends. It doesn't matter what the difference in age is.

Oh, my God. Perfect.

"... but with the damage..."

On the bed just before I checked out, I roll gobbly...... and may hurt my feet without knowing it, so I just roar alone with Gdane stretched out.

Yeah. I'm over-conscious of everything I deserve. I can't complain to anyone.

So already, I'll roar alone for now. Fine. Forgive me for this.

And so Concon, and the door was lightly knocked.

"Who?"

For a moment I wonder if it's Angelos, and I try to force myself to sort out the gucha mess I took in my chest about what face I'm going to look like.

but it's someone else's voice that's back.

It's Aurora.

I was carelessly relieved. For now, whether you're grumpy or dull, if you're going to be a shallow aurora with whom you're dating, "cause you're a little tired," you're deluded.

"Fine. Come in."

"Excuse me, sir."

Aurora opened the door and graced. Close the door, lock it, and make a quiet footsteps to my bed, which is stretching, and come loose.

"What?"

"Should that be this line......"

"No, well, don't worry. I know everything."

What are you talking about, Aurora?

I think it brings my neck.

And I was surprised.

I've been wearing sketchy thin cloth negligee since the high hours of the morning.

"Hehe. I mean, the point is, no rules, no petition, right?

"What are you talking about?"

"Originally, without your invitation, I would cut and throw away the lack of color tricks and other character shards from the woman... I finally understand that this is not the kind of thing I'm saying for a long time."

"No, so what. Why would you do that?"

"Mr. Smythson. … I would also like to be spoiled"

"What?"

"I knew my rival was Mr. Angelos. Until this morning, Mr. Smythson thought it was moral to love only one woman, as the human world imitates."

Aurora smiles snugly as she snuggles at me, trying to peek into her eyes. It's hard to imagine from the usual atmosphere of Rin.

"But that mix of selenium...... no, the half-elf, anyway, is not the same story if you are already adding Deane, that dragon, and even Dwarf to the sequence of the night. … I have long thought of the love that will nurture love with you and that will eventually be a bridge between the elves and the world of men. But I am not the only princess to come true for you, and you are neither king nor nobleman, nor inevitable to leave many heirs behind. I realized that I was fundamentally different from the love of the social world, where I could dream of being invited by men just to polish myself and wait."

"No, it's not normal to give up there and go elsewhere... you see, I'm noble or anything"

"Do you ask me to admit my loss?"

"What are you fighting? You're..."

This guy, he's a little weird in his attitude, but if he really thinks he's a common sense guy for what he's doing, he's still weird at the root.

"Me, it's the creed that never gives up on what I decided to do once. There are other enemies, that's all, giving up your first love."

They don't have words like "first love is fruitless" or anything like that in elves.

"... plunder love is another form of gorgeous love. With my strength, I will take away more of your love than Deane."

"Yes, no, Holla, because she says that first love is a lot to mistake for another shock. I think you'll regret it later if you have a slight physical relationship."

It's white of me to say it myself, but Aurora seems like the most mistaken thing I've ever done.

"Don't worry, we have more time than humans. You're too young to be ashamed of your enthusiasm."

And there are many people in the world who push through and live until they push through mistakes. Aurora is probably that type.

"Yeah, 'cause I'm a cheater, right? You're gonna get me wrong, like Lucas, when you say you're sweet and you're keeping me on track, okay? I don't know how much you took, but that doesn't always calm you down."

"I don't mind if I do. Let me be your best on several occasions. Now, have mercy on me."

The last resistance is also crushed.

Now I'm running away with a dash, not a body I can run away from.

Its enthusiasm and warmth is terribly comforting, though, just after half a heartbreak.

... Oh, I'm not human. You can't be human.

"Hmm."

Aurora invades me with an excited tongue kiss.

Damn it. I don't know anymore. I won't take responsibility for being disillusioned like Angelos later.

Unpull the thin cloth negligee.

"Ahem..."

"Exactly, you have a beautiful body with just a lady"

"Heh heh... that's especially flavorful. Of all your women, this is the body you're going to use more than anyone."

I'm confident. I'm going to be experiencing this for the first time. The way this liver sits is pretty amazing.

"... thin chest though"

"Hey, what are you talking about!! We're going to grow!?

He cared. As soon as I swept about my chest, I turned bright red and went upside down.

"... by the time the pureblooded elf grows, my teenage grandson is going to be dead."

"Chi, no! I'm only growing up!

Wait.

"I did ask Mr. Deane before, he said that the Elf's growing season would stop around 18 and then slow down for about 800 years."

"So I'm only seventeen! We have ten more months!

... Calm down.

Calm down, me.

"... what are you not flirting with?

"Shouldn't you?

"No, that."

You're okay with 17, right? Even the trot was okay to get married from 16, right?

"I wonder if it's okay" in a different way from Jeanne's. I never thought I'd be an old worried shark against an elf.

"You've come all this way to look at my skin in every corner, and now you can't do it, right?

"... ok"

Sure it is. I don't know anymore. Let's bracket the hara.

... oh, how many times do I think "I don't know" or something. What was your determination to admit your own monopoly craving and ego the other day?

No, no, no. As much as when you are satisfying your carnal desires, look properly at those greedy and ugly parts of yourself without blaming people. Let's admit it.

Otherwise, I feel sorry for you for coming from someone you've been held against.

"Yah... no, nipples..."

"You're gonna keep letting me taste this body until I'm dead, right? This is such a prelude. If you let me do what I want, I'll use a hole called a hole every day to get in there, and not only that, but I'll get semen everywhere on this nipple, on my back, on my palms, on my face, on my ears."

"Hmm, heh... right. I'm excited."

"Nice work."

"I've never seen my lords show so much desire for all of me. If you showed interest in your face, sword arms, or blood muscles... ahem... there were many... I can't believe you found that much value in all of my body as a... If I miss you, it hurts to say no."

"I'm really stuck..."

That challenging and intoxicating glance remains unchanged when she says she whispered what she was going to do with her most hateful and dirty expression, almost threatening.

This guy could be a real big shot. It could be a vessel that will eventually row Lucas and become Queen of Klabes.

I get extra excited when a woman like that feels with my fingers, tongue, and thinks she's gasping.

The tingling and the anzeroth thing hurts.

If Angelos and a hundred Secret Service Chiefs were doing this, I'd think it sounded nasty in the brain marrow, but now I ignore it.

Anyway, I can't deny it. Unlike Lucas, the Secret Service Hundred can't even complain. So all I can do is look away from it.

It's just about drowning in this supple girl's flesh and meditating on her eyes and doing it over.

"It's time to get in."

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

He shakes his red hair and Aurora snorts at my words. I haven't completely felt the seriousness of losing my virgin from this, a snort as if listening.

Even if it keeps breaking through, I'm sure Aurora doesn't care as if nothing happened. I feel that kind of audacity from this girl.

But I still wanted to make you feel strong. That you're gonna lose your first time on me.

"Come on, Aurora. Try it."

"... Huh?

"'Tear my hymen, the princess of elves, apart with a human civilian dick, stick it to your womb, ejaculate and conceive,' she said."

"... hah... hah..."

Blurring Aurora as she roughs her breath.

I felt I had to make myself aware of what I was doing, knowing exactly who I was, and doing irrevocable things with it.

Aurora chuckles.

"Is that your preference, Mr. Andy?

So Aurora says in a firm tone, spanning over me, slowly opening her labia and letting her kiss her penis.

"Come on, you won't understand that from now on you won't be able to tear my hymen, the princess of Krabeth, from the venerable lineage of the proud elf, without leaving it with the polar dick of Mr. Andy's human civilian, pound out your bloody vagina, ejaculate directly into your womb, and get the half-elf pregnant and both-belly?

"... too much arranging"

"Shall I repeat?

"That's enough."

After all, this guy has an actor up there. It's a vessel that even swallows after knowing it all and understanding that it deliberately discredits your elegance, your elegance.

My loss.

With that in mind, I grab Aurora's thin hips kissing her turtle head and labia and pull her down.

"Ah... gi, ah, ah, ah!!

That seems to hurt just fine. Between the hips and hips that are pushed forcefully, the hymen is torn apart by the sound of a thrusting penis, and Aurora opens her eyes and hurts.

"Yikes, it hurts... here, dude..."

"Look, we're just in, right? I can't move, so if you don't, it's not over."

Beat the thin, tight thighs with the pasin. Aurora, who was sifting and trembling and enduring the pain, shuddered with a vicun, then mumbled with tears.

"Shit, you're losing your virginity... aren't you going to soak up a little bit more?"

"It hurts. You're in trouble if you prolong. We should probably be wearing them by evening. We have to finish them."

"No more. Atmospheric people"

"On purpose."

"Unattached person…………"

With that said, I love the pricked penis from the top of my belly.

"But it's against doctrine to get off the battle."

"No, the battle."

"Heh heh... my one man battle. There is no place for you to work hard. As declared, it is my victory to lead you to ejaculation."

"Does that hurt?

"What do you want me to do, you... well, both are the same"

Knock, knock, and Aurora starts to move her hips into small pieces.

It's still supposed to hurt, but I'm going to push it to death and start exploring moves that will please my penis.

That should never be easy, but Aurora shook her back with only an elegant grin as she sweated.

"Su, wow..."

"Hehe. Have you reviewed it?

"... and I can't believe the virgin is waving so low... I can't, normally..."

This is still a vessel called genius.

"That's a sword..."

"I won't lose anything."

"Are you glad they say you're a genius of porn...?

"For what you say………"

No. I don't feel like I can beat this guy with all these chopped wings.

With that passionate lumbar movement and a strong enthusiasm, I fly the white flag from up ahead.

"Ah, ha..."

Aurora glances. Its red hair still danced gracefully in the well sunny blue sky light as it plugged through the window.

After wearing a light, wet, hand-tuffed cloth, he tries to make his way to the water bath on the first floor of the inn, still remembering about Angelos.

and bowled with Angelos when I opened the door.

"Ah..."

"... Shh, Smythson...?

It turns bright white for a moment.

Angelos also pampered his mouth for a while, and he couldn't think of anything to say, pap back on his heels.

"Ah, later!

I screamed and ran away.

After the ponytail disappears across the corner, I notice something rolling down there.

... with a little mud and grass, salt of blessings.

"... I was aware, huh?

If so, he cared a little about me...?

And then I looked back and brought my neck like Aurora would like it in the room... oh, you saw this.

"... uhhhh"

Worst.

I just keep rolling at people who are distrustful of Angelos.

It's too much.

(cont 'd)