Chapter 449: Celis's Fall
Haruto wrapped his arm around the girl's slender waist, capturing her tender lips in a passionate kiss.
How could he not understand Celis's thoughts? They hadn't interacted much, and in Celis's eyes, Haruto was nothing but a lecher.
Previously, out of anger, he had deliberately made things difficult for her. She had assumed that, even after she yielded, Haruto would continue making unreasonable demands.
She never expected him to agree so readily, which explained her stunned reaction.
At first, Haruto had indeed been somewhat angry. Although he had lived two lives and often displayed maturity beyond his years, when it came down to it, combining both lifetimes, he was still under forty.
Moreover, his physical body influenced his soul, occasionally causing him to act somewhat "childish."
But such "childishness" was quickly overridden by rationality, leading him to make the choice that best served his needs.
The situation with Celis was no different. Once the girl yielded, Haruto didn't have the slightest intention of making things difficult for her. All he wanted was to swiftly transform the righteous, golden-haired warrior beauty into his exclusive plaything, thoroughly marked as his.
Of course, Haruto naturally had no intention of explaining any of this.
Completely immersed in Haruto's skilled kissing technique, Celis no longer had the mind to investigate further. As their tongues intertwined, her slippery little tongue was conquered by Haruto, and the flames in her heart and body completely reached their peak.
While Haruto and Celis were interacting, Ravel and the other two had already recovered nearby.
Three pairs of enchanting beautiful eyes, filled with curiosity and amusement, stared at the embracing couple.
Although not long ago the three of them had seen each other's embarrassing states, mutually witnessing each other's transformation from girls to women, such matters never failed to interest them no matter how many times they watched.
Moreover, this was Celis's first time meeting Haruto, and she was a talented young woman from the Hero Clan who didn't quite get along with their demon kind.
They wouldn't miss a single movement of her upcoming performance.
If only that lewd Succubus Loli Maria were here, otherwise Celis's first time would definitely have been recorded.
In reality, despite Haruto and Sheila's discipline, Maria still frequently recorded some adult content.
Among these, materials featuring Mio as the main character were the most numerous, while other girls appeared less frequently. Unless consent was given, nothing particularly explicit was recorded.
Haruto had an instinctive aversion to recording such videos, worried that they might accidentally leak and lead them down the path of an adult anime worldline...
He didn't need any keepsakes anyway, since he could experience the real thing anytime, anywhere.
But since this was one of Maria's minor hobbies, it wasn't good to be too strict about it. He could only have Maria hand over all recorded videos and photos to be stored in his personal space.
If anyone wanted to watch, they had to do so with his accompaniment.
After breaking through to the god-level, the truth about the Cuckold Protagonist Template had become clear and was almost completely resolved, making such precautions likely unnecessary.
But this practice had become as habitual as eating and sleeping.
After completing the first life transformation, eating and sleeping were no longer necessary, yet most superhumans didn't deliberately change these habits.
Haruto was the same.
Similarly, he had no intention of changing this good habit of taking preventive measures.
Ravel, Xuelan, and Isabela surrounded Celis and Haruto in the center, forming a triangular formation that allowed 360-degree observation without any blind spots.
As Celis blushed with embarrassment, Haruto finally released her lips and proceeded to the next step.
At this moment, Haruto needed to take bolder actions to actively guide Celis.
After all, no virgin beauty could match his experience. No matter how rich her theoretical knowledge might be, being able to utilize even ten percent of it during first practice would be impressive, let alone Celis who only had partial understanding of such matters.
This was only because of her inherently lewd personality that she had privately researched relevant knowledge. Otherwise, given the Vatican's nature, Celis wouldn't be completely ignorant like a blank sheet, but she definitely wouldn't understand knowledge about relationships between the sexes.
Haruto's hands moved from Celis's slender waist to her perfectly round, straight black silk-clad thighs, continuously caressing them.
This provocative action once again greatly stirred the young woman's desires.
Haruto could feel Celis's restlessness - her tempting, sexy body squirming, her beautiful black silk-clad legs kneeling before him shifting uneasily, her full, rounded black silk-clad buttocks constantly moving, following the direction of his caresses.
Haruto could sense the thoughts emanating from the depths of Celis' heart—lingering and filled with intense longing.
Finally, as Celis' dazed, beautiful eyes grew hazy, Haruto's hand slipped beneath the ultra-short pleated skirt, gliding along the slightly damp black stockings toward deeper regions. The forbidden zone felt both tantalizingly close and impossibly distant.
When Haruto's fingers tore through the slick, moist black stockings hugging her hips and brushed against the edge of the girl's panties, Celis instinctively clamped her thighs together and pressed down on the back of his hand.
Haruto remained unhurried, pausing his movements as he gazed at Celis with amusement.
Celis quickly regained her composure, her face flushing crimson as she released her small hand. Her slender legs, sheathed in black stockings, gradually parted, allowing Haruto's long fingers to rest just outside her forbidden zone.
The thoroughly soaked panties offered almost no resistance. With just one small step, Haruto could enter the pure, pink garden of the young maiden.
Instead of rushing to explore Celis' secret garden with his fingers, Haruto advanced his entire palm when she released his hand. He pressed it against the swollen, smooth, and exquisitely delicate mound, then firmly grasped the tender flesh.
Squeezing and releasing, releasing and squeezing.
He continued kneading rhythmically, savoring the slick, delicate texture beneath his touch.
Haruto relished the comforting softness, nodding in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, his other hand roaming over Celis' shapely black-stockinged legs never remained idle.
His fingers slightly curved, fingertips lightly tracing and kneading her thighs as they steadily advanced.
From her thighs to the bend of her knees, then down to her straight, slender calves, until he finally cupped the perfectly delicate feet encased in black stockings.
After toying with the alluring black-stockinged feet for a while—enough to make Celis' kneeling posture tremble precariously—Haruto's hand traveled back upward, caressing the soft, full curves of her black-stockinged buttocks.
With both hands working in unison, Haruto's long, nimble fingers slipped past the edge of her panties, effortlessly reaching the crevice of her pink valley.
Since Celis was kneeling on the bed, full exploration remained temporarily impossible.
Yet even this simple probing gave Haruto an overwhelming sensation of softness and fullness—less like a young girl's innocence and more akin to the voluptuousness of a mature woman.
Haruto wasn't surprised. Having experienced much, he had encountered all kinds of beauties.
Though Celis was young, her figure justified such lush gardens.
He had even known beauties with youthful faces and petite, doll-like frames who possessed unexpectedly sensual and full bodies—let alone this mismatch of age and physique.
In this chaotic world of magic, not only were such illogical contradictions possible, but even more bizarre and perverse desires could be easily fulfilled if one wished.
But Haruto had no such fetishes, nor did he favor extreme tastes.
He avoided using even his psychokinetic tendrils formed from mental energy unless absolutely necessary.
Thus, Haruto's fingers continued wandering within the limited space beneath the short skirt.
He tentatively reached into the deepest part, attempting to stir the slender, pink crevice.
However, the pressure from Celis' body and the tightness of her buttock muscles left no gap for entry unless he forced his way.
Though little Haruto stood proud and eager, Haruto himself remained completely patient.
Seeing that Celis was still somewhat tense, he simply continued caressing her.
Black stockings that hugged the hips were truly magnificent!
From her perky buttocks to her shapely legs, Haruto played with delight.
After a while, under Haruto's caresses, Celis began to feel waves of pleasure rising.
Her already hazy mind gradually filled with ecstasy, her tense beautiful body growing limp as she slumped sideways onto the bed, displayed before Haruto.
Under the gaze of Ravel and the other two, Celis's white uniform slowly slipped off.
The girl's sensual upper body was exposed to the air, a pair of firm, rounded peaks encased in semi-transparent black lace lingerie.
"I never imagined you'd wear something so sexy underneath, Celis...Haruto kneaded the girl's exquisite snow-white softness while marveling.
Celis shyly turned her head away—most of her lingerie followed this style.
This alone revealed her inherently lustful nature.
Fortunately, Haruto didn't dwell on the matter. After kneading and admiring for a while, he reached behind Celis's back, flicked lightly, and the bra clasp came undone.
No matter how seductive the lingerie, its only purpose now was to be removed.
The semi-transparent black bra transformed into a beautiful black butterfly, drifting slowly to join the pile of clothes on the floor.
When Haruto lifted the bra, plump snow-white mounds sprang out like two large rabbits, trembling and bouncing in all directions with mesmerizing beauty.
The tender pink buds at their peaks stood erect, surrounded by faint pink halos that highlighted the girl's youthful vitality.
Instead of immediately bringing his mouth to suckle, Haruto fixed his gaze on Celis's bouncing mounds, admiring them while teasing with his fingers.
"Mmm... Ah...Celis, overwhelmed by pleasure, parted her rosy lips slightly, releasing intermittent, ambiguous moans.
Seeing the timing was right, Haruto finally leaned down, taking the left pink bud into his mouth to lick, bite, and suck.
Meanwhile, he continuously pinched and kneaded the right bud with his fingers.
After savoring the left side, he shifted to the right without favoritism, his fingers moving to reclaim the other peak.
Unaccustomed to such sensations, Celis instinctively embraced Haruto's head amidst intense pleasure, her lips parted, eyes half-closed, lost in passionate moans.
Her full, soft flesh pressed against Haruto's face, giving him a generous "facial wash."
After sufficient licking and sucking, and more kneading of the completely exposed snow-white breasts, Haruto lifted Celis's slender waist to remove her pleated skirt.
Now, the tall, sensual golden-haired brave beautiful girl wore nothing but black thigh-highs.
Well... at this point, they should be called crotchless stockings.
This was Haruto's deliberate doing. He had even used magic to destroy and remove her panties, yet intentionally preserved the near-intact black stockings.
Gazing at the seductive beauty in black stockings before him, Haruto excitedly pounced on her.
His tall frame parted her slender, straight legs clad in black stockings, his solid chest flattening her snow-white peaks into pancakes, while his fervent lips captured the maiden's sensual red mouth. They embraced, engaging in a passionate, intense kiss.
After kissing for a while, Celis stuck out her fragrant tongue and tenderly pressed close to Haruto's ear, whispering, "Lord Haruto... hold me..."
Though a foreigner, Celis had done her homework before coming, knowing that in Japan, "hold me" in such a context carried a plea for intimacy.
It was equivalent to saying "take me."
More bluntly, "hold me" meant "fuck me."
Knowing the valiant beauty beneath him had reached her limit, Haruto didn't linger further on her alluring body.
Once again, he observed Celis from head to toe, front and back, scrutinizing every detail. After admiring her seductive black-stockinged legs and feet for a moment, stoking the flames of his desire, Haruto lifted the maiden's calves onto his shoulders.
Celis lowered her head under Haruto's gaze. No matter how eager she was, she remained a virgin.
Facing Haruto like this inevitably brought some embarrassment.
"Celis, I'm coming..."
"Mmm..."
The iron-hard dragon aligned with the flowing, pink valley, its purplish-red fiery head sliding up and down a few times before finding the slender entrance and slowly pressing inward.
Haruto's slowness served as a form of teasing, carrying a more profound allure than haste.
Perhaps Celis was truly lustful, her heart burning with urgency. Even though three other girls had just dual-cultivated with Haruto, she felt immense satisfaction and comfort from his gradual advance, even developing an inexplicable gratitude and fondness.
Celis wrapped her arms around Haruto's neck, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably as little Haruto pressed forward.
Haruto clearly felt Celis's tremors, accompanied by soft moans.
Clearly, Celis didn't possess any special constitution. Despite being fully prepared, even consumed by desire, her first encounter with little Haruto's assault still brought intense pain.
It wasn't that Haruto couldn't reduce his size; two fingers thick and eighteen centimeters long was already his smallest form.
Haruto thrust for a while longer, finally breaching that symbolic barrier.
As fresh red mixed with transparent fluid flowed out, glistening tears also streamed from Celis's emerald eyes.
Haruto released his grip on her black-stockinged calves and tenderly wiped away the tear stains on the maiden's face.
No matter what, Celis had given him her first time, and from now on, she could only be his exclusive possession. Though there was no talk of love, as a man, he had to shoulder the responsibility that came with this moment.
Haruto didn't know how much of Celis's tears were from pain and how much from regret...
The pain briefly pulled the maiden's consciousness from confusion and longing. That fleeting clarity in her emerald eyes, though momentary, didn't escape Haruto's notice.
In truth, Celis's rationality had always been present; Haruto hadn't employed any tricks.
She was never one to hesitate. Since it was her own decision, regretting her recklessness now was futile.
So this wave of regret came quickly and faded even faster.
Her slender thighs clamped around Haruto's waist, her jade-like arms wrapped around his back, the maiden's lovely body actively began to respond, striving to accommodate the fiery, thick dragon within her.
With Celis's active cooperation and under Haruto's caresses, soon her flower passage no longer felt pain, replaced instead by a never-before-experienced pleasure and satisfaction.
The brave maiden didn't possess any special constitution, but her formidable physical prowess allowed her to recover quickly.
Before long, Celis could no longer feel any pain at all. Her tightly wrapped arms and legs, along with her rapid breathing, brought her delicate red lips to meet Haruto's.
Her fragrant tongue eagerly sought out Haruto's, then they entwined, sucking on each other.
After a long while, their lips parted.
"Lord Haruto... Mmm..."
Celis's eyes were red as she gazed obsessively at Haruto, murmuring breathlessly.
"Relax, leave it to me. You just focus on enjoying it."
Haruto smiled faintly and began moving in and out of the maiden's tender, tight flower passage, starting slowly and gradually increasing his pace.
It wasn't that he didn't want Celis to serve him, but a maiden who had just lost her virginity wouldn't know any techniques yet. It was more comfortable for him to take the lead.
Moreover, this approach helped him conquer Celis, transforming her from body to soul into his exclusive possession.
"Mmm, Lord Haruto, Haruto..."
After just a few dozen simple thrusts, the newly experienced Celis had already reached her limit.
She clung tightly to Haruto's neck, her breathless moans tinged with sobs beginning to echo through the bedroom.
"I'm going to... I can't take it anymore, Lord Haruto? Mmm..."
The burning, moist little Haruto inside her was like a relentless pile driver, rapidly circling and pounding at her flower's core, the massive head nearly reaching her womb with each thrust.
Celis felt both intense pleasure and pain, climaxing repeatedly under the extreme stimulation. Her garden overflowed with honey-like fluids, as if a faucet had been turned on.
Haruto suddenly squeezed Celis's pair of snow-white rabbits, pretending to be angry: "You're sneaking ahead again. How many times have you done this now, brave one?"
As he spoke, he thrust with even greater force. Wet, squelching sounds continuously filled the air, making Celis so pleasured that her flower juices flowed freely. The fluids soaked her recently dried black stockings again, and the area where they joined became sticky and extremely intimate.
Haruto's throat trembled. "You... have so much water..."
He had already been brought close to release earlier, and after playing with her sexy black-stockinged legs and feet for so long, now while caressing those alluring limbs and thrusting vigorously, combined with the tight clamping of the freshly deflowered maiden's flower passage during her climax...
He couldn't hold back anymore. The urge to release was becoming uncontrollable.
Haruto suddenly lifted Celis to face him, rapidly thrusting in and out.
Although Celis was already delirious with pleasure, she still noticed the change in the battle's intensity.
In her tension, her flower passage suddenly tightened, fiercely clamping down on the monstrous dragon inside her, nearly making Haruto release immediately.
Haruto slapped Celis's buttocks. "Do you want my life essence that badly?"
Celis shook her head, her coiled golden hair cascading down, smoothly draping over her fair, powdered back.
"Not... ah... too fast, Lord Haruto, no, I won't be able to go back..."
Celis was soon rendered incoherent by Haruto's sudden acceleration, ultimately being held by him with her long, shapely black-stockinged legs lifted, her bottom raised before Ravel and the other two as they cultivated with wild abandon and joy.