Chapter 213: This Is the X-village, X-village (1)
Before I knew it, I was letting a 600-year-old elf woman touch my dick.
I hadn't asked her to touch it, nor asked her to show her body, but when I came in looking for Shuru, I found a naked elf here who didn't care about showing her body. She came up to me and asked to touch my dick, and as I fumbled and unzipped, she curiously started to fondle it.
"So your name is..."
"Iris."
"Ah, I see."
I felt like I'd seen that name in a history book... If she'd been working as an Elf Ranger for centuries, it wouldn't be strange for her name to be in royal archives. And now I was letting one of the oldest women I'd ever met fondle my dick. It was a weird feeling.
'Well, Frederica's old too, but she was preserved in sterilizing fluid and regenerates a fresh body every time—even her hymen grows back the same day, so it's basically always brand-new... but this one...'
Without showing any awareness of what she was doing, she calmly handled my erect dick like it was completely normal, like I wasn't a man in his prime standing in front of her.
"It's warm."
She touched it like it was the first time she'd ever seen one, poking my tip with her finger at first like she was testing a snake. But seeing no problem, she started softly rubbing and stroking my glans.
Elves really do have skillful hands—she quickly figured out where to press to make it harder or more reactive and explored it like she was studying something new. When precum started leaking out, she calmly reached behind her for a kettle of water and poured it onto my tip.
"Come on out."
Drip drip drip.
The water pooled around my tip, then transformed into a tiny water spirit that looked like a mermaid. The summoned spirit flinched and tried to hide behind Iris, but she spoke a few Elvish words and used her fingers to command it to clean my glans.
Dribble.
Like how Mollang cleaned me, the lower-tier water spirit looked at me with disgust (which was weirdly arousing), then summoned a cup of water, spun it, and thoroughly cleaned away the precum from my glans.
It had a thoroughly unpleasant expression as if it had been soiled, then vanished on its own after finishing. Just from that, I could tell Iris was a skilled spirit mage.
While knights train mana circuits and mages study spell efficiency, spirit mages rely entirely on talent. A gifted five-year-old could control high-tier spirits, while someone else could train for 100 years and fail.
Most spirit mages live by staying on good terms with their spirits, so they can't force them to do anything unpleasant without being attacked or losing their contract. But Iris just made an unhappy water spirit clean my dick like it was nothing. That alone meant she could likely control at least mid-tier, possibly high-tier spirits.
'Come to think of it, didn't Professor Pandel mention this?'
Elves are born with high affinity for spirits and tend to have talent. Since they live in forests for centuries with little to do, many end up becoming excellent spirit mages.
"This is weird. I'm touching it, but it keeps getting dirty again."
"That's... natural. Hmm... Have you never seen a boyfriend or husband's penis before?"
"Marriage is for the most responsible elves concerned with our race's future."
I think Pandel said something similar.
"The village chief told me to give it a try, but I didn't feel like it, so I joined the Elf Rangers instead."
"And I missed the timing earlier, but I should mention—to humans, touching a man's genitals like this can lead to serious misunderstandings. You should be careful."
I was giving her a friendly warning, but she looked up at me casually and asked,
"Doesn't an erection mean the man wants to have sex with the woman?"
"Uh... yes, that's correct."
"Hmm... I don't really mind."
Professor Pandel had said elves lack desire, that they don't aggressively pursue things like humans do, and have practically no sex drive. But Iris was handling my dick like a pro.
"Humans like this kind of thing, right? When men and women connect their genitals and combine sperm and eggs. You do it every 10 years or so, right?"
"If we only did it every 10 years, we'd rot."
"So using it too often causes problems?"
Their way of thinking was totally different.
Even though elves are the demi-human race most compatible with humans, even capable of crossbreeding, they were harder to understand than other non-humans.
Other races might live differently or have different bodies, but they still get embarrassed about being seen naked or exposing their genitals. Elves just showed pure curiosity without any shame.
"It's hot, sticky, and heavy. The blood is rushing in, the veins are popping, and it's getting bigger."
"I'm aware, thanks..."
Still, since she said she didn't mind having sex, I didn't feel the need to refuse.
But I needed mental prep to face a 600-year-old pussy. Iris's body was smooth and flawless. As I gently touched her silky hair and grasped her ear, she flinched and looked wary.
'Just like Bella.'
Bella is sensitive all over, especially her dual wombs, but the most touchable sensitive spot is her bunny ears. Even her human-shaped ears are ticklish enough that a soft breath makes her squeal cutely.
'...But why doesn't this feel erotic?'
Logically, the situation was erotic, but I didn't feel a burning desire to fuck Iris right now.
She wasn't reacting to my touches. I could squeeze her nipples or stroke her shoulder, and she'd just let me, showing no pleasure or displeasure. It was boring.
'Ah... I get it!'
This was the same disappointment I felt when using an AI homunculus without emotional feedback. No matter how beautiful she was, without reactions, I couldn't feel horny.
'In that case, should I aim to get her reacting?'
Thinking back, Elf Ranger outfits often pressed the chest with leather armor, which might dull nipple sensitivity. So I decided to lay a hand on her ancient, sealed cave.
'Clit feels underdeveloped? The hole itself is similar to humans, but maybe the clitoris is atrophied?'
I rubbed gently, trying to moisten her with her own juices. At first, there was no sign of wetness. I thought maybe it was too old and dry.
"Mmh..."
Then it came.
As I continued to rub her pussy, Iris let out a slight moan.
'Oho...'
Her slim breasts began to rise slightly, her nipples poking out. She probably didn't even realize she was backing her hips away like she was trying to cover her pussy. I realized she was slowly getting aroused.
'Now I get it!'
Iris had lived 600 years without knowing sex. She wasn't used to the sensation.
As I touched her, she gradually got more sensitive. Her pussy wasn't wet enough for insertion yet, but it had started producing moisture, which was what mattered.
Her sleek waist twisted slightly, bringing out her feminine curves. Though her hips and chest were lacking, her narrow waist gave her an enticing silhouette.
Just to be sure, I lifted her by the waist. Despite her tall height, she weighed only in the low 20kg range.
'Bella's a head shorter than me and weighs in the high 20s...'
She was so light I could lift her with both hands and fuck her easily.
I held her by the waist and lifted her until her crotch was near my face, then slowly brought my lips to her mound and inhaled. As I hoped, it didn't smell like some ancient ruin.
'Yeah... this is doable.'
I was finally ready. I resolved to explore this 600-year-old ancient cave and excavate a buried treasure.
"May I open your pussy now?"