Chapter 30 – #3. Token of Love (7)
Sigh.
The door of the lodging where the warrior party was staying opened quietly. The inside of the dorm was dark overall, and the only lighting was the nightlight that was pouring soft light from the ceiling of the bedroom. However, thanks to the simple structure of the guest room and the bright full moon, the men were able to get to the bedroom without much difficulty.
“…”
Yuto, Oni-san, Oji-san, Papa. Four men stood gulping. There were four futons in the bedroom, and the futons rose like a low hill. Under the twilight nightlight, I could see the hill rising and falling minutely. It was clear that all four duvets had people in them. The scent of a woman lingering in the room was proof of that.
“Whoa…”
The man’s deep sigh. It was the sound of exhaled excitement burning deep inside. All the men remembered the women they had seen outside earlier. Looking back, looking back at how they dressed up in yukatas rented from the inn and took pictures, each of the five women was so beautiful that I couldn’t buy it even if I paid billions of dollars, and each of them had their own charms. I thought that there is no end to people’s greed, and that it would be nice if Mira, who was held in the arms of the warrior, could be with them. It made my head run hot thinking about the women who seemed like unreachable fantasies, the ones I could only see through the TV screen.
“Then you have to make a choice.”
Said the black-skinned papa. I couldn’t see his expression well, but just hearing his voice showed that he couldn’t stand it any longer. The other men did the same, so through an agreement, each of them decided to choose a futon. Unexpectedly, it was Yuto who had the first choice. The women asked Yuto to take their picture for them, which led them to come this far, so they were given priority. It was E, who had been conceded by A, but Yuto chose the leftmost one without much hesitation.
“You don’t even know what kind of lady is inside anyway.”
Yuto, who chose without hesitation, spoke as if explaining his actions. That was right. The women lying under the blankets had the lights dimmed as if they had agreed beforehand, and the covers were pulled over their heads, making it impossible to recognize who was who.
“Heh heh, that’s true too.”
Oji-san, who was next in line, said and headed for the second seat next to Yuto, that is, from the left. Oni-san and Papa nodded and headed to the third and fourth seats, respectively.
“Hmm? Heh heh, why are you all paying attention? Let’s enjoy each other now.”
As the men stopped in front of the covers, as if waiting for someone’s permission, Papa said and reached for the tightly covered covers. As if to signal it, the men reached out to their respective women.
…
Seruk.
“Hmm…”
As Yuto pulled off the futon, even the faint light from her sleeping lamp caught her eyes, and her shiny, reflective golden hair caught her eye. Yuto’s opponent was Delen. She pulled back the covers, but Delenn still had her eyes closed. Not knowing what to do with her, the hesitant Yuto grabbed his arm and shook it gently.
“Excuse me.”
“…”
“Eh… Ms. D?”
Yuto, who recalled Delen’s temporary alias, called out her name and shook her arm a little harder. Only then did the closed eyes open, and the brown eyes hidden inside them turned towards Yuto.
“Ah, ah? Hee. I forgot to doze off.”
“Haha, that’s possible. The blankets here are so cozy that I can easily fall asleep.”
Yuto said so as not to be embarrassed and looked at Delen’s face, which looked dark. First off, the most notable was a gorgeous blonde that was golden all the way down to her roots. The next thing to be seen was the elongated height. She was barely different from Yuto, who was 173 tall, and was tall, which was at the top of the list among women.
At first, she thought she was a foreigner because of her blonde hair, her fair skin, and her high nose, but since she spoke native Japanese, I thought she was of mixed race.
Following her manly instincts, he scanned her body up and down, naturally drawing her attention to her large breasts as well.
“You can touch it, Yuta-kun.”
“This is Yuto. Then excuse me.”
Yuto smiled and touched her large breasts, which proudly showed their presence even over her clothes. She was incredibly soft and suctiony to the touch, even over the yukata. It felt like a lump of her flesh was tugging at her hand.
“That’s a great chest.”
“Hey, thanks for the compliment.”
Side. It’s cold, cold.
Yuto touched her breasts and started kissing her casually. She was quite skilful. He had a lot of love experiences during his school days, and he was used to this kind of one-night relationship because he often had a girl next to him while entertaining.
The inside of Delen’s mouth was as expected, but it was hotter than expected. Her breasts grew hot as if a stove had been lit, and her palms were dripping with sweat. Does she just have a hot constitution or is she a hot woman who gets hot even with light stimulation? Deciding to have fun anyway, Yuto thought of the latter in her heart, mixed her tongue and saliva to her heart’s content, then parted her lips and went downstairs. I licked his chin and went down to the nape of his neck and something caught on his lower part.
“Hmm? This?”
“Lol.”
Delenn just laughed. That’s a cute laugh Yuto thought. She was quite immature in her defenseless expression and her bright smile. He laughed inwardly at her and examined the object on his tongue in a dim light. It was a leather necklace.
“Huh…”
I thought it was an accessory, but when I looked closely, it wasn’t just a choker… The term ‘dog collar’ was more appropriate. It was made of light-sucking black leather, studded with a row of gold spikes. The horse was a spike, but the tip was blunt, so it wasn’t the kind that would hurt you if you touched it. Still, I thought it was quite hard for an accessory.
“It’s a pretty bold accessory. Seeing you wear something like this… Have you lived abroad for a long time?”
Yuto asked. This accessory, which can only be called a dog collar, was too prominent in Japan, so women were reluctant to design it. Seeing him writing this casually, I couldn’t help but think that I had lived for a long time in a free-spirited country like the United States.
However, the answer that came back was unexpected.
“No. This is not what I did…”
Delenn gently pulled Yuto’s neck and whispered in his ear.
“This necklace was given to me by my ‘master’.”
“Lord, master?”
Yuto replied in a stupid voice.
“Miss D, by any chance… That owner… Is that what I think it means?”
Delenn replied with another hehe, smiling brightly.
“Yes. You are the master of my body.”
“…”
There was silence for a moment. Dellen continued as Yuto seemed to have accepted the situation somewhat.
“It’s okay. I got permission.”
“Permission…?”
“Yes. Permission. So…”
This time, he smiles without saying anything.
“Please mess with me.”
…
Dellen’s dull brown eyes, full of idiocy, absorbed the reason of Yuto, the man who rode on top of her, as always.
