Chapter 109: Kalawarna's Turn
Seeing the expressions on Mittelt and Kalawarna's faces, Haruto knew they had reached a decision.
A predatory smile touched his lips. The air in the room grew thick, charged with anticipation and the sweet, musky scent of desire.
He smiled slightly, grabbed the blue-haired beauty's hand, and pulled her straight onto the bed.
Her breath hitched as she tumbled onto the soft mattress, her wide eyes locked on his. The silken sheets felt cool against her heated skin, a stark contrast to the fire she felt building within.
"Kalawarna... Warna, I can call you that, right?"
The intimate nickname, spoken in his low, commanding voice, felt like a physical caress. It wasn't just a question; it was a claim.
It was the first time in her life a man had addressed her so intimately, making Kalawarna's already flustered heart beat even faster.
"Y-yes..."
Her whispered consent was all the permission he needed. The last of her mental defenses crumbled, leaving only raw, trembling vulnerability.
Haruto gently laid her on the bed and began tenderly caressing her beautiful body. "Relax, just leave everything to me."
His hands were like brands of fire, smoothing over the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
"Mmm..."
A soft, involuntary sound escaped her throat, a mixture of nervousness and budding pleasure. Her body was already responding to his touch, her skin flushing a delicate pink.
The blue-haired beauty had just murmured in response when her underwear was tugged off in the next moment. The tips of her snow-white breasts were adorned with two pink fruits, and the deep blue forest between her thighs was unusually neat, clearly well-maintained.
Haruto's gaze was heavy, appreciative, drinking in the sight of her fully exposed form. She was a masterpiece of mature beauty, laid bare solely for him.
Breathing in the maiden's fragrance, Haruto placed his hand on Kalawarna's soft, plump breasts.
His palm was warm and slightly rough against her sensitive skin, a delicious friction that made her gasp.
"Ah... mmm..."
The sound was muffled, as if she were trying to trap the evidence of her pleasure inside. But her body was a far more honest instrument.
Under such caresses, the blue-haired beauty couldn't hold back her moans. As Haruto kneaded her with varying pressure, her panting grew louder and louder.
"Ah~~ Mmm... ah..."
Each flick of his thumb over her tightening peaks sent jolts of pure lightning straight to her core, making her thighs slick with her own honey.
This indicated the fallen angel beauty's desire was gradually being stirred.
"Warna, your body is surprisingly sensitive..."
He noted with a dark chuckle, his voice laced with amusement and arousal. He could feel her heart hammering against his palm.
Haruto spoke while moving his hand from her breasts down to her valley, stroking it gently.
His fingers traced a tantalizing path down her stomach, through the neat blue curls, and finally, oh so lightly, brushed against her swollen, sensitive folds.
"Ah... no..."
The protest was weak, automatic. Her body arched into his touch, betraying her true wishes. Her mind screamed for modesty, but her flesh screamed for more.
Being her first time, the blue-haired beauty instinctively clamped her thighs together, trying to protect her most intimate area. Haruto swiftly ran his fingers over her increasingly moist petals.
The sudden, direct contact was electric. A sharp, sweet cry was torn from her lips.
"Ah..."
It was a sound of pure, unadulterated sensation. Her back bowed off the bed, her fingers twisting in the sheets.
Kalawarna let out a soft cry. The sudden, intense electric sensation sent a shudder through her body, causing her fair chest to rise and fall rapidly.
Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath, the pink tips standing hard and begging for attention. She was coming undone already, and he had barely begun.
With his right hand, Haruto parted the honeyed lips of her valley, fully exposing the pink slit to the gaze of all four people present.
The cool air hit her exposed nub, making it throb. The shame of being so openly displayed warred with a perverse thrill.
"No..."
The plea was a whisper, lost to the pounding of her own blood in her ears. She could feel the weight of the others' eyes, and the sensation was inexplicably arousing.
The blue-haired mature beauty shyly twisted her hips in an attempt to escape, her long locks flowing continuously while emitting a fresh, fragrant scent that added to her captivating charm.
Her movements were futile, only serving to grind her most sensitive flesh against his hand, sending another wave of pleasure crashing through her.
"This won't do. Next, I need to stretch your little opening wider." Haruto extended his other free hand. "This is also to make you suffer less later."
His words were clinical, but his tone was anything but. It was a promise of both pain and unimaginable pleasure.
Kalawarna understood Haruto's meaning. She covered her face with both hands, ceased struggling, and allowed Haruto to manipulate her body as he pleased.
Surrendering was her only option. In doing so, she gave herself permission to feel everything, to be consumed by the experience.
Beneath her delicate hands, her pretty face was already flushed crimson. Without even thinking, she knew her current disgraceful state was being witnessed by Mittelt and Lady Raynare.
The thought sent another hot flush across her skin. She was a respected warrior, now reduced to a writhing, moaning creature of pure sensuality.
Just as Kalawarna was engaging in this futile attempt to hide, Haruto's fingers had already touched her flower lips.
The contact was deliberate, his fingertips slick with her own arousal as they traced the delicate, swollen entrance.
"Ah..."
It was a gasp, sharp and startled. Her body jolted as if struck by lightning.
When her tender flesh was touched by his fingers, a powerful electric current surged through her again, causing the blue-haired mature beauty to let out a startled cry while involuntarily arching her waist.
Her hips lifted from the bed, a silent, desperate invitation for more. The ache deep within her was becoming unbearable.
At this moment, Haruto used his index finger and thumb to spread her dripping petals open to the sides, gradually increasing the angle.
He was exposing her completely, making her feel every inch of the vulnerability and the raw, sexual hunger coursing through her.
"Ah... no... don't..."
The words were meaningless, a mantra against the onslaught of sensation. Her body was slick, open, and trembling.
Pleasure and shame intertwined as countless fragrant beads of sweat emerged on Kalawarna's fair skin. Just then, Haruto suddenly pressed his finger against her honey bud.
The pressure was direct, unrelenting. A bolt of white-hot pleasure seared through her nerves.
"Ah!!!"
Her scream was torn from the depths of her soul, raw and unrestrained. Her vision whited out for a second.
The pleasure emanating from her most sensitive nub forced the blue-haired mature beauty to scream out. But Haruto paid no attention to her, continuing to slowly peel back the pink membrane covering it with his fingers, completely exposing the inner bud.
He was merciless in his exploration, determined to wring every last drop of sensation from her untouched body.
Using his index finger and thumb, Haruto forcefully pried Kalawarna's flower lips apart to the sides, revealing intricate pink tender flesh within. Deep inside, there was a semi-transparent membrane of purity, accompanied by slippery mucosa, exuding an endless alluring aura.
The sight of her own innocence, so blatantly displayed, sent a fresh wave of heat through Kalawarna. She was laid bare, body and soul.
While diligently relaxing the untouched valley, Haruto turned his body and brought his long-aroused little Haruto to Kalawarna's lips.
The thick, veined length of him brushed against her cheek, a stark, intimidating reality of what was to come. The musky, masculine scent of him filled her senses.
The blue-haired mature beauty shot him a look mixed with resentment and reproach, before finally gently opening her sensual mouth and taking him in.
The taste of him was salty and primal. She felt him nudge the back of her throat, and she relaxed her jaw, accepting him deeper.
Haruto watched the sexy and voluptuous Kalawarna with pleasure, deriving immense satisfaction from her inexperienced sucking of his mighty dragon. While slightly thrusting his hips, he didn't forget to caress her erect flower stamen.
The dual stimulation was overwhelming. Pleasure assaulted her from both ends, coiling tight in her belly.
"Mmm... no..."
Her moan was garbled around the thick flesh in her mouth. Her hips began to move of their own accord, rocking against the hand that played so skillfully between her legs.
Kalawarna's lower body had completely succumbed to carnal paradise. At this moment, while holding half of the thick, large dragon in her mouth, she violently shook her ample hips. As Haruto suddenly curved his fingers into a hook shape and inserted them into her honey-filled passage to dig around, her buttocks couldn't help but convulse.
The feeling of being entered, even by just his fingers, was a preview of heaven and hell. Her inner muscles clenched around the intrusion, desperate for more.
Haruto accelerated his digging motions, prolonging Kalawarna's pleasure as much as possible, while simultaneously withdrawing little Haruto from her mouth.
A string of saliva connected her lips to his glistening tip for a moment before breaking. She gasped for air, her body trembling on the edge.
The dragon, now coated with saliva, glistened with a lewd sheen. Haruto quickly found the right position, gently rubbed little Haruto back and forth along her flower slit twice, then thrust straight to the depths in one motion.
The initial breach was a sharp, tearing pain that made her cry out. But it was fleeting, quickly drowned by a feeling of incredible, impossible fullness.
"Hnng... ah..."
It was a sound of pain transforming into bliss. The feeling of being stretched, filled, and completed was unlike anything she could have imagined.
After the heart-piercing pain, traces of blood seeped from the edges of her valley. The blue-haired mature beauty sharply arched her slender waist and let out a pained cry, but this was immediately followed by soul-reaching satisfaction and pleasure.
The pain was a badge of her surrender; the pleasure was her reward. Her body accepted him greedily, her inner walls fluttering around his invading length.
Under Haruto's skilled caresses, with just one thrust, he both took her virginity and sent Kalawarna to heights she had never experienced before.
The pain of losing her virginity hadn't even been fully registered before it was replaced by overwhelming pleasure.
The coiling tension in her core snapped. Her first climax washed over her with shocking force, wracking her body with violent tremors.
She abruptly arched her slender waist, actively swaying her rounded buttocks, while her exposed dragon body and engorged honeyed bud rubbed against each other intermittently.
"Ah... it's too much... I'm going to lose my mind...!"
Kalawarna's limbs began to tremble, beads of sweat dripping from her swaying large breasts. Seizing the opportunity, Haruto thrust forward with renewed force, his massive Dragon plunging to the deepest point, its head pressing against a soft, pulsating flesh.
The impact was profound, striking a place deep inside her that she never knew existed. A guttural, primal sound was ripped from her throat.
"Oh god! Right there! You're hitting so deep...!"
The blue-haired beauty immediately let out a cry of extreme pleasure. As she violently twisted her hips, her core continuously rubbed against the scorching Dragon head.
Each movement sent sparks flying behind her eyelids. She was mindless, a creature of pure feeling, chasing the pleasure only he could provide.
After enjoying the intimate kiss at her cervix for a while, Haruto slowly withdrew the Dragon from Kalawarna's flower valley.
The sensation of him sliding out was a unique torture, leaving a hollow, aching void in its wake.
"Please... don't leave me empty... I need it... I need you!"
The emptiness and itching sensation in her lower abdomen made the blue-haired beauty beg pitifully.
Her own desperate pleas shocked her, but the need was too great to deny.
"Hehe... as expected of a Fallen Angel. It's your first time, yet you're unexpectedly lewd."
His teasing was a brand, sealing her new identity as his lustful fallen angel.
After saying this, Haruto once again inserted his scorching, rigid Dragon inside.
The feeling of being filled again was a relief so profound it brought tears to her eyes. This time, there was no pain, only the slick, perfect friction of their joining.
"Oh... yes... so full... it feels too good...!"
The blue-haired beauty lost herself in wanton moans. Little Haruto moved in and out of her cave repeatedly, eliciting waves of moans from her.
The wet, slapping sounds of their union filled the room, a lewd soundtrack to her ecstasy.
After gentle thrusting for a while, and noticing two delicate Fallen Angel girls waiting not far away, Haruto decided to finish quickly.
"Warna, I'm going to speed up."
His voice was a low growl, strained with his own impending release.
Regardless of whether the pleasure-drunk blue-haired beauty heard him, Haruto began thrusting faster and faster, with such ferocity that it seemed cruel enough to ruin her tender little cave.
The pace became punishing, a relentless piston-like motion that stole her breath and shattered her thoughts.
"Ah! You're destroying me! It's too deep! I feel you in my womb...!"
Her cries became fragmented, nonsensical. Each powerful thrust pushed her higher and higher towards another shattering peak.
"Mmmh..."
Haruto let out a comfortable grunt. Under the brutal assault, the Dragon fully submerged into Kalawarna's body. Her delicate flower palace, unable to withstand the conquest, had already been taken by the Dragon head.
He was buried to the hilt, his pelvis grinding against her swollen, sensitive nub with every deep plunge.
Each push and pull tugged at her flower palace, the overwhelming stimulation making the blue-haired beauty feel as if her internal organs were moving along.
It was an invasive, possessive feeling, as if he were marking her from the inside out, reshaping her very being around himself.
This was the advantage of a tall, voluptuous beauty—long legs and a deep flower path that could fully accommodate the Dragon once its head entered the palace.
Haruto pressed firmly against Kalawarna's pubic bone, savoring the all-encompassing, sucking embrace.
He held himself deep, letting her inner muscles milk him, the pressure building to an unbearable peak.
The blue-haired beauty's eyes rolled back slightly, revealing an expression of ecstasy.
"I'm... I'm coming...! Don't stop...! Please...!"
Her body was taut as a bowstring, every muscle straining as she teetered on the precipice.
Haruto pressed one hand against her full, large breasts, kneading them vigorously, while his hips thrust forward with relentless force.
He was a machine of pleasure, driving into her with single-minded purpose, determined to push her over the edge.
Kalawarna moaned incessantly, the intense pleasure washing over her like wave after wave, impossible to stop.
The world narrowed to this point, to the feeling of him filling her, the sound of their bodies meeting, and the coiled, screaming tension in her core.
At this moment, Haruto suddenly lifted her slender legs onto his shoulders, allowing the scorching, thick Dragon to plunge in and out even faster and more fiercely. The powerful, forceful thrusts seemed intent on tearing through her flower valley entirely.
The new angle was devastating. He struck a place so deep and so sensitive that she saw stars. Her screams were continuous, unabated.
"Ah, mmm... Warna, get ready, I'm reaching my limit too..."
His warning was her trigger. The knowledge that he was about to fill her, to mark her as his, sent her spiraling over the edge.
In that very instant, Haruto cried out, pressing the Dragon tightly against the inner wall of her flower palace as scorching white essence erupted forth.
The hot, liquid pulse deep within her was the final, cataclysmic trigger. Her climax exploded, a supernova of sensation that obliterated all thought.
"It's so hot! You're filling me up! I'm cumming... again...! Ahhh!"
The intense orgasm made the blue-haired beauty's eyes roll back completely, her entire body convulsing uncontrollably as her lips uttered unconscious moans.
Her back arched violently off the bed, a silent scream on her lips as waves of pleasure wracked her frame, milking him for every last drop.
Simultaneously, the effects of dual cultivation began to take effect, the scalding essence transforming into streams of energy that surged into Kalawarna's body.
A different kind of heat bloomed within her, a warm, potent energy that flowed into her veins and settled in her core, mending and empowering.
After replenishing the magic power she had consumed in the previous battle, the amount within her body continued to slowly increase.
She could feel it, a rising tide of power that was both familiar and new, intoxicating in its intensity.
Similarly, the physical strength lost due to the battle and intense dual cultivation was also recovering, accompanied by an enhancement in her constitution.
The fatigue was washed away, replaced by a vibrant, thrumming vitality. Her senses felt sharper, her body stronger.
After reaching A-rank, Haruto's dual cultivation ability had become significantly more effective on lower-ranked partners.
Just from this one session, Kalawarna, who was already quite strong among B-ranks, took another step forward.
Do not underestimate this step—with it alone, she could easily overpower her previous self.
[Acquired Talent: Lower-Class Fallen Angel Bloodline]
Haruto glanced at the newly acquired talent. For him now, its effects were rather mediocre.
The improvement was not significant, merely adding a few more combat techniques.