"You bitch... You were talking about only fucking your boyfriend before, and now you're stealing my spot. So shameless... Hey, hey, did you seriously pass out from pleasure? That's ridiculous." Nagisa complained, looking at Yukiko, whose eyes were rolled back and tongue was lolling out, showing no response.
"It's my turn now. Hurry up, hurry up." Nagisa stood up, urging Alistair to move faster.
"You're something else too, but I'll give you credit for being honest." Alistair pulled out his molten dragon, which was still engorged and hard as steel. A stream of flowing lava followed it out.
The lava flowed down the cave, covering the delicate chrysanthemum below, and continued flowing until it formed a palm-sized "lake" on the bed.
"No matter how you look at it, this volume is terrifying..." Nagisa cupped her cheeks with her hands. Although she spoke of terror, her expression and tone were purely obsessed.
"Now it's your turn... Wait, that's quick..." Alistair put down Yukiko's legs, changed position, and had just sat up when Nagisa eagerly walked over and immediately sat down.
"Eehn~"
Nagisa let out a soft moan. The longing of the past few days was instantly satisfied. The moment it went in, she felt so comfortable her body almost went limp.
So Nagisa's legs gave out, and she sat down with the full weight of her body.
"Ungh↗——!"
A sudden sharp pain shot through her, and Nagisa's eyes instantly widened.
Alistair was also surprised. Nagisa was so bold. She sat down without bracing herself, swallowing the molten dragon completely. Alistair felt the cock head enter a completely new space.
At the same time, a continuous gush of fluid sprayed onto Alistair's molten dragon, attempting to extinguish its fire and cool it down.
"You truly are brave. This is not something you should do carelessly." Alistair wasn't sure how it was in the real world, but forcing entry definitely wasn't beneficial for one's physical and mental health.
But then again... this was the ero-manga dimension. Everyone here had a superhuman physique.
One after another, girls produced fountains that could either flow all over the floor or completely soak a room.
The men were similar, with ammo depots comparable to small bathtubs. And when they fired, each one was stronger than the last. Fortunately, Alistair's reborn body also adhered to the rules of this world; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep up with the average volume.
As for stamina, Alistair, with his Horse Talisman ability, was unparalleled.
"Hey, hey, no way? Are you rolling your eyes already?" Alistair patted Nagisa's cheek, surprised to find she showed no response.
"It just went in, and you're already like this? That's too fragile."
Alistair wrapped his arms around Nagisa's butt and slowly lifted her. As the molten dragon rubbed against the inner walls of the cave, Nagisa instinctively groaned. When the cock head exited the cave, Nagisa frowned slightly, and then Alistair gently let his hands drop.
Pfffwssh~
"Eeeeh—!"
The head of the molten dragon re-entered the previous space, and Nagisa screamed with stimulation.
Alistair then pressed her onto the bed and transformed into an electric motor, relentless in his combat. With every thrust, Alistair delivered an overwhelming, deep strike to Nagisa.
As the saying goes, go hard or go home. Alistair was not only hard but huge. Each deep strike caused Nagisa to erupt a fountain. In just half an hour, Alistair's bed was completely ruined.
Soon, the battle between Alistair and Nagisa reached its final round. Although Nagisa had virtually lost consciousness, she continued to fight back with instinctual responses to Alistair's ultra-deep strikes.
Alistair's thrusting gradually accelerated. Nagisa was barely coping, and as Alistair's attack frequency increased, Nagisa's liquid water jutsu became increasingly ineffective.
BOOM!
Alistair's molten dragon roared and erupted, its scorching hot lava colliding head-on with Nagisa's super fountain.
In the end, Alistair's explosive power and stamina won out. The powerful dragon breath pushed past the fountain, thoroughly coating the entire interior of the "room," then filled the entire "room" like a reservoir. Because the cock blocked the entrance, the overflowing lava caused a small bulge in Nagisa's lower abdomen.
"Phew~"
Alistair let out a breath, sat up, and pulled out the molten dragon, which had become lazy after the eruption.
Pop~
With a soft sound, white lava squirted out, forming a "lake" under Nagisa much larger than Yukiko's.
"That's much better. It was almost depleted when I went in. I nearly lost my appetite." Alistair rubbed his shoulder, casually grabbed a towel from the wardrobe, draped it over himself, opened the door, and walked out.
"Mmm... Chiaki, what are they doing upstairs? Why can't I go up yet? We haven't put away our clothes." Liliana sat on the sofa, asking curiously. She had already prepared dinner, and according to Chiaki, it was a five-person meal.
"It's not allowed right now. At least wait until they quiet down." Chiaki said, wiping her hair. She had already taken a shower—twice. After being sprayed all over by Alistair, Chiaki immediately rushed into the bathroom to wash, and her hair was still damp. She was afraid of retaining the smell of Alistair's white lava.
"Oh, Alistair-kun, what were you doing upstairs? Are you finished? Dinner is ready." Liliana saw Alistair coming down the stairs and greeted him with a raised hand.
"Hmm? You guys are done? Where are the other two?" Chiaki asked, still wiping her hair.
"They're upstairs. Worn out. And my room probably can't be slept in tonight. I'm going to shower first; I feel sticky, and it's a bit uncomfortable." Alistair replied casually and walked into the bathroom.
"Um, what were they doing that made them so tired? They passed out..." Liliana looked at Chiaki, hoping to get an answer from her.
"You can ask him yourself later. I feel weird saying it." Chiaki immediately turned the conversation toward Alistair, telling Liliana to ask him directly. After all, the mess upstairs would surely be seen by Liliana.
Liliana wasn't blind. She hadn't figured it out only because she hadn't considered that possibility. After all, one man and two women, and her sister had gone up and come back covered in an unknown white liquid, but even so, Liliana wouldn't immediately jump to that conclusion.
"Katsuo no Tataki (Seared Bonito)? Pan-fried?" (Just made up, don't worry if it's incorrect.) Alistair finished his shower and walked into the kitchen. He pulled up a stool to eat, noting that the dish looked good.
"Yes, I wanted to try it. Alistair-kun, should I call the other two?" Liliana followed him and asked.
"No need. They won't wake up anytime soon. Just leave their portions." Alistair picked up a set of chopsticks and a bowl, ready to eat.
Most island nations use a portioned meal system, so there was no need to worry about eating someone else's food; everyone had their own serving.
"By the way, Alistair-kun, what were you doing upstairs? Chiaki wouldn't let me go up. Was it something private?" Liliana asked Alistair.
At the same time, Chiaki looked at Alistair with an interested smile, wanting to see how he would explain.
"Oh, I was fucking them." Alistair's tone was casual, as if saying "Did you eat breakfast?"
"Eh?"
Both Liliana and Chiaki looked at Alistair in shock, neither having expected such a blunt answer.
"Is there a problem? Just solving a physiological need." Alistair took a bite of rice, asking with a natural expression.
"Then... did Alistair-kun satisfy himself?" Liliana asked next.
Chiaki looked at Liliana's slightly shy expression and felt something was off. Shouldn't she be disgusted? She doesn't mind such a direct answer. What was the point of me covering for Alistair before?
"It's alright. Satisfied, but not completely relieved." Alistair replied. He truly wasn't completely relieved. The second session with Nagisa was like fucking a doll; there was no reaction beyond the body's instinctual response. How could that be satisfying?
"Then... if Alistair-kun isn't satisfied, actually... I can help too..." Liliana fiddled with her fingers, saying this with a shy expression.
"No."
Alistair refused and continued to focus on the food in his bowl.
Liliana's answer matched Alistair's stereotype of ero-manga characters, but Alistair didn't want to continue. That's enough for today.
Chiaki's feelings were complex. At that moment, she felt her previous attempts to cover for Alistair were truly ridiculous.
If she had just let Liliana go up, it might have turned into a "Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu" scenario.
Chiaki felt like a complete clown at that moment.